OPENING MONOLOGUE:
SL IS Drama. Some drama is just honest unfortunate blending of unsuited people. Some is just malicious game playing and manipulation. No matter the source or the reason drama drains us, distracts us and often holds us back from the future we dream of.
Unfortunately we can't totally avoid drama. All we can do is seperate ourselves from the black holes. You know, those people who live to suck the life out of you.
When I face a difficult situation I find if I can laugh, it all seems better. Even if I am laughing at myself. So here is my wink and nod at the drama of second life. Often the drama in SL reminds me of a soap opera. So here's mine: DAYS OF OUR SECOND LIVES!!!!!
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real avatars, living or dead, is probably spot on... cough cough I mean purely coincidental! *winks*
Our last show left Lynn searching for shorts and Richard dancing to the tune of his lady love...
Lynn continues to search for shorts. She grows more and more frantic. She starts mumbling to herself. Suddenly Richard Kitty appears followed by his lady love, Veronica.
"Lynn Richard tells me you need help finding shorts. I keep telling you over and over that if you'd just allow me to choose your outfits then you and MrRightThisSecond would be having pixel babies by now. You never listen. I don't know why I do this. I give and give and give but does anyone think of me? No I am always the one people use and never appreciate!"
Lynn hangs her head. "You are right Veronica. I should listen to you more. I am sorry."
"Of course I am right! I'm Veronica! I know what's best for everyone in every given situation. Richard feels the same way I do. We've talked about it at length."
Lynn looks and Richard is shaking his head no behind Veronica's back. Veronica sensing dissention looks at Richard who stops shaking his head and smiles and Veronica.
"Of course Veronica. I am sorry for not seeing things they way you do. Thank you Veronica for helping me even though I don't show you proper gratitude."
"Now Lynn. You don't need shorts. You need an entirely new outfit. Why you've worn that shirt for FIVE MINUTES! You need a new one. MrRightThisSecond will never look at you twice if you don't keep changing everything about you constantly. He'll get bored. Let's go shopping."
Before they leave MrRightThisSecond appears.
Lynn gasps, "MrRightThisSecond...hi...*giggles like a 12 year old* It's great to see you. Thank you for coming. I am sorry you have to see me like this. I can look better. I can do anything you want. I... I... I..."
MrRightThisSecond says,"It's okay Lynn. You don't have to worry. You have exactly what I am looking for: a great deal of desperation and low self esteem. You fawn over me, wait on me, do everything I want you to and you never complain. I have to say I am rather enjoying it and as long as I enjoy it, then I'll keep seeing you. Well until I get bored or you do something I don't like or really for any reason at all. But do try to keep me happy it's very amusing.
"Oh MrRightThisSecond you are so smart and you say the sweetest things. Thank you. I'm so glad to know you. Wow!!"
"I know Lynn... I know."
Will Lynn and MrRightThisSecond be a match made in SL heaven? Will Richard ever disagree with Veronica? Will Veronica ever get the appreciation she deserves? Find out in the next exciting episode offfffff... DAYS OF OUR SECOND
LIVES!
Friday, December 7, 2012
Zathos (POEM)
Always hovering just above her head, she sees his winged flight.
With arms extended she reaches for him but he is gone from her sight.
Again he returns to taunt and torture her mind,
She scans the skies always hoping to find,
A glimpse, a glimmer, just something to treasure.
Her body cries out for release, cries out for the pleasure,
She knows only he can bring to her, he drives her insane.
She is thirsting for water, thirsting for rain.
She waits for him to join her down here,
He teases her and taunts her circling near.
He dives down so low she can feel his breath,
Then he flies away it feels just like death.
She tries to free herself from the chains that bind her down,
In his intoxicating essence she feels she might drown.
To fly through the skies is her deepest desire,
But she has no wings and she has no fire.
She is bound to the ground and can only watch the skies,
She cannot hide the desire and excitement in her eyes.
She sees his shadow gliding near,
She is filled with expectancy and fear.
This time he lands and lifts her up into the air,
She relaxes in his embrace he takes her into his lair.
The mingling of bodies, the cries thrown into the wind,
The passion builds and devours until the pleasurable end.
Slowly he glides down and returns her to her place,
He gently brushes the hair from her face.
One gentle kiss and he leaves her wanting more,
His touch has tamed her and shaken her to the core.
He waits in anticipation to capture her, to return her to his lair,
She watches the skies waiting for him to take her back into the air.
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