It’s the beginning of the month so I am SWAMPED. All sorts of events starting or opening but February just seems like one of those months where everyone wants to do a little something something.
Today We <3 RP opens up. It’s a great event and I’ve been blessed by being allowed to participate from the very beginning. Years ago. This month I decided to redo an old one into this cute little set. It was a part of my pottery line and this one is the Quaint Potter.
The set itself is not large in the sense that it is made with a smaller scale. A little thing that will fit into even the smallest spaces if you want to be able to role play out something like a potter. Or if you want it outside you can. A table with rags, lump of clay and water on it. The wheel and a stool to sit. There is one work animation for the potter, and then there are 12 single ground sits. Some for men, some for women. I did try to think of everyone in this.
The wheel is scripted like my other pottery wheels. You click it and there is a menu with various speeds on it from insanely fast to slow. You choose the speed, click again and click stop to stop. Obviously. It also comes with the rug as pictured, it just seemed too small to not have a piece tying it together like that and then a pallet of sorts with pieces all ready and waiting. A nice little scene for your rp.
Right now at We <3 RP and at a 30% discount for the round.
So today this months round for the Kinky Event opens up. You know me, I just can’t. help. myself.
Kink is something that I have a lot of fun creating for. Which if you have been around me long enough know oh so well. I’m always trying to come up with a bit of something different or a twist because things can end up looking the same or just being the same.
Today I’m releasing a newer version of something I made a few years back, the tortured slave post but this time it’s a bit wider. More of a ‘horse’ with bondage fun for two not just the tormented soul who gets chained to it like the first post.
It’s completely redone, with more chain points. More poses. More fun. And I really like the new rug beneath it. I’ve done it up in the wood tones for the Vilnai range, so you get 3 different options, default, medium and dark. I like all three but tend to favor what I call the base or default one. It’s a reddish sort of wood coloring that just looks good together when it’s all set out.
The horse has animations for the submissive/victim. She can be trussed up to stand over top of the very uncomfortable looking bar with her head up or down in a variety of animations. There is also two single bondage ‘horse’ sort of animations all with particle chains. After she has suffered enough all on her lonesome you can then join her. The dominant can either stand by idly or there are 4 animation sets for couples. Bound up to be spanked, or to please the dominant there’s ways to enjoy her predicament.
Out now for the Kinky Event. And is on display both there as well as at the Roawenwood home sim.
You know it has been far too long since I wrote to you all or paid the attention that should be to this.
I keep telling stories, the difficulties, the things that happen that keep me from expressing all of those lil tidbits or keep you coming back to see what sort of odd weird thing I might be doing and you know what.
It’s all bullshit.
I haven’t been on top of my game and it really has been due to a lot of frustration, the SL landscape, and just trying to figure out what it is I wanted to do in real life as well as my Second.
Well I think I’m getting there.
I love you guys tons yanno that? The people who have stuck with me for so so so so, omg so long. 11 years! I have been working and creating in SL for 11 YEARS!
So here I am saying, I’m done with the bullshit. I’m here, and continue to be here… doing some fun new things and I’m all over it.
This week!! So much goodness.
We Love RP opens up. (( as an aside part of my satellite store here went poof so I have to rebuild it! hah! another to do thing on my list. ))
The Liaison Collaborative opened up, and I have Swank to get out there.
Wanna see? Wanna see?
Ok I’ll let you see.
For We Love RP a set of slave crates. One plain and one decorated for the season! Seasonal offering has lil gift piles, pretty little bows and accents around it. There are 27 animations in it. AND when your pretty little pet lies down in it (2 of the animations do this) the lid CLOSES over top. I just love that.
Get it at We Love RP at a 30% discount!! There is also a lil 50L cocoa tray you can get at my booth too.
The Liaison Collaborative I made up a sweet little stand tricked out with cocoa, candy, and pretty things. Places for two people to sit upon the crates with 10 animations for each sitter. Male & female sits or relaxing. Very nice.
See Pictures for the fun stuff!!
Every year when I design a Fantasy Faire sim I write about it. Usually during the weeks while it is going or shortly after at the end. A wrap up sort of post explaining what I was doing and why. Each year it is something of am emotional journey that I let everyone in on.
Last year was hard. Last year was the year for my Mother.
This year I think is even harder. This year was the year that was supposed to be for me.
The concept was supposed to be a reawakening. A coming back to life. A finding myself again. This past year since my mother passed it’s been rough.
So I got with Elizabeth and we talked, I had mentioned how much I had enjoyed doing my first sim. The elves up in the trees but I was thinking of redefining them. Instead of the cold and frozen realm they had inhabited I was going to put them in a more spring like thing. The cousins so to speak of the others. Living further south and it was going to be colorful, full of life, over a mystical sort of swampy terrain with magic everywhere. It was going to be a project where I would be coming back to life alongside it. A cross over. It was supposed to be grande in scale and design. Sort of a way for me to say, “I’m back.” after feeling like I have been away. I tend to use my builds to convey something. She loved the idea.
That was the plan. And boy did it go sideways.
What Fairelanders saw and what was intended were two very different things. I had people asking me throughout the Faire what the inspiration was, or the reasons for different things was. Why it had different styles of buildings and all. Sometimes I answered, sometimes I didn’t. Sometimes I couldn’t, I just didn’t have one for them.
So I was working on it, plugging away but this year it was really tough to focus. I’ll admit since my mother passed I’ve been struggling pretty hardcore, and while you all don’t need to hear the gory details it was often a get through one day at a time sort of thing. I knew before my mother was gone that when she died it would shatter me and I wasn’t wrong. It did. In more ways than one.
The sim was moving slow, I was having a hard time seeing it. When I get a build in my head I ‘see’ it. It has a life, I breathe life into it with these sort of strange half imagined feelings or visuals… I just couldn’t find it. So it was going slow and I started to worry that I had chosen the wrong thing to focus on. That I needed to find something else because focusing on my stuff was just not working.
Then I fell. I had an unfortunate run in with a mop bucket. The bucket won.
I end up getting a wound on my leg and it got infected. All of a sudden not only was I having a hard time with the sim, now I couldn’t really sit at my desk. It hurt, I couldn’t put my leg up the way I needed to, I couldn’t sit for very long getting squirmy unable to ignore the pain or discomfort, and it just would not heal. And I was so tired, sick feeling, the infection just wearing me out. It got so bad that I was almost admitted to the hospital because of it. I was a bit scared here as you can imagine.
With the Faire not that far away, a lot still needing to be done and then these things I end up contacting Elizabeth to say I might not be able to complete it. We talked and she said to let her know after that weekend because that was when I was supposed to go into the hospital. Long story short I didn’t go in and decided to try to continue, to complete it. I know no one would have blamed me for giving it up so I could take care of myself but I didn’t want to let it go. Us world builders can be a stubborn group.
So slowly I was getting better and would sometimes get a little message or IM or something from someone saying they heard I was sick and hoping I’d be ok. Of course I had only told Elizabeth what was going on so… *clears her throat tapping her fingers on the keyboard* yea it was a bit startling when that would happen. Since even though I am writing all this and I’m pretty open I also am VERY private and don’t like to let people know these things to begin with. To even tell her was a big deal. Well it wasn’t the end, not by a long shot.
As I continued I realized that I just couldn’t do what I wanted to do, that the concept was going to have to change dramatically. I couldn’t put in what needed to be done to do what I had planned on so the elves who were supposed to be up in the trees all of a sudden are going to reside on the ground. I had not wanted to give up on the original partly because it had already been advertised so now the website had this description that just would not fit. But I had to accept that I just couldn’t do it. Hard for me. Hard to let it go.
Then it got worse.
As the dates for set up closed in and I was frantically trying to work on this, to stay up… I realized that I was going to need help.
Ms. Control Freak. Ms. No one is going to touch my build or understand it like I do. Ms. Never ever ever ask for help.
Again I contacted Elizabeth to tell her I might actually need help from some of the other world builders to fill it in. I had decided to do these massive buildings that were going to be decent but the rest I just wasn’t sure I could do. I was going to make a sort of formal garden concept with a wild part below. The main store being a temple that oversaw the magic somehow, the featured stores the upper crust of elves living near the temple and the ones below the workers, the ones who tended the gardens and kept the magic alive. It was the best I could come up with.
You have no idea how very humbling it was for me to go and tell Elizabeth I might need help from other builders, to even consider it. I have never done that, most of the time fighting and pushing through to do it myself but this was too big. The faire too important, I had to put me aside and that was not easy.
As it turns out I didn’t use their help even though I’m sure they could have done some wondrous things.
Instead I got some help from someplace else. People who were around the Faire this year would recognize her, the little pink dinkie kitty who flew around in her balloon causing chaos and munching on waffles. She offered to help knowing how much I was struggling and at first I didn’t accept it. I don’t like accepting help but then I did. I decided to let her in. So I arranged it and she came in to help me fill it in, to help build the little spots I couldn’t take the time to while I worked on the larger buildings and areas. So while I was pushing through to finish hunt gifts, items to sell for RFL, the buildings, the whole giant project there she was like a little gardener bringing to life the smaller spots. Helping to breathe life into the Faire as we brought it forward from the mists for you all to enjoy. Towards the end she asked what she could do or not do after we had gotten some done. She knew what a control freak I am over my builds. I was so tired, far more exhausted than I let on…. she knew the direction I was going in and I said. “go ahead, play. Build.” she thought I had somehow lost my mind and asked me again because she didn’t believe me, and again I said.
“Play… have fun. Build whatever you like, I trust you and… ” adding as an afterthought or smart ass comment, “anything I really can’t deal with I’ll return, as long as you can live with that and not take it personally…. go. Enjoy.”
She was of course dumbfounded, squealed with delight, off she went and I went to bed to sleep. In the morning I went to look at the sim to see what she had done. With a smile I wandered the space. I didn’t return one prim.
If it hadn’t been for her my sim would have been a lot more empty. A lot more dead and a lot less inviting. The little benches, the little spots… most of them were her contributions. I would watch people reclining, relaxing and enjoying the sim often around the little spots she created. Sure… the temple was magnificent. I love it. But that building by itself wouldn’t have carried the sim and without her it would not have had its life.
One of the things she created was this little garden in one of the out of the way spots. It was full of color and mushrooms. Because I had said I wanted mushrooms but didn’t have time to make any new ones. With the biggest heart she made a little easel with my picture on it and inserted a little notecard expressing a dedication to me, to my work, to my struggle, and how I never ask for anything. It was the sweetest most loving thing anyone has done for me in my Second Life. Whether she knew it or not through the Faire I would go visit that little spot to sit and I probably didn’t let her know how much it meant to me. I’m bad at these things.
So this years Faire sim which was meant to be about me and waking up from the long sleep really end up not being about me at all. Not in the way I thought it would. It became a lesson in humility, a lesson in letting go, a lesson in letting our loved ones help us when we need it the most. It became about community, love, hardship and pulling through. I am forever changed because of this experience and for the better I think.
So this year I am dedicating this experience to my Faire family. The people who each year come together to do this but more importantly I am dedicating this to the wee little pink kitty cat. Her name is Carmella, and if you see her jetting around in a balloon, on a motorbike or just poking at people with her stabby stick make sure you stop and dance with her for awhile. She is always up for a good dance.
It took me awhile to find the way to write this. Between recovering from the Faire, other events and really just unable to find the words. But here they are, until next year.