I can feel no difference wearing clothes and not. Still it seems important when to wear. In some places I go they threaten to file complaints if you don't dress a lot. In other places it's the opposite.
"why u dressed eh its nude beach"
It's just one of those things you have to learn. It may make no sense, but I have to remember. Clothes here, no clothes there. Anyhow, I think I'll avoid the nude beach from now on. There you undress, and there we go, you have to go, because here come the groupers.
"hi hun"
"u look hot"
"got no big boobs in da store?"
So do dress and do dressy places. I dressed well.
"looks like a lampshade", they said when I walked past them.
There seem to be rules that I don't get. All avatars don't seem to be the same. They look different, of course. All avatars are different some way or another. What I mean is that some of them seem to follow some rules I don't know.
"i dont speak 2 ur kind", she said. "skin cheap"
Are they just rules, or are they morals?
(And why, oh why, whould you ever want to shade a lamp? Just take it away if you don't want the light.)
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There was no end to it. They kept trying to save me. They told me there is a First Life, and that there are humans, who decide everything that happens in and to the world.
What can we avatars do? Walk, fly, talk, and take on and off clothes. That's about it. If there were humans, and if the best thing a million of them could think of doing was watching us, how could you ever consider them superior? I didn't think they can do a thing. I didn't think they can see us. Or even exist.
So I had to pretend there was a human controlling me, too. Mia. Until I found out that she was me. Instead I met an angel. Who brings me to life.
Snapshotting
