Now when it seems like Mia won't be performing, at least not in a while, I went to try a stage to see what it is like. I liked it. I can see why she wants to.
I can't play any instrument, and I have no voice, like some other avatars have, so I can't sing. But I could certainly be a dancer. I do dance well. And I wouldn't do sheep dances.
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.