Second Life Music

To find good music in Second Life, use the Destination Guide. I really like the The Velvet, but there are other nice spots, too. What are your favorite clubs in SL? Your comments are welcome!

Roleplaying Games in Second Life - RPG

There's a new website for the best Role playing games in SL. Kingdom of Sand, Golgothica, and Nomos.

These are hosted in mature SIMs with adult themes, lots of fighting, and very fun. Find out where Anneliese calls home.


Second Life RPG

Second Life Online Friend Tracker

Get a text message sent to your cell phone when your friend logs in. Or get an email, or both.

You can find out the online and offline status of your friends without even logging into Second Life.

The person you are watching for doesn't need to be on your FRIENDS list, or even know who you are.

That person will only know you are monitoring his online status if you choose to tell him.

Many configuration options, and you get to put in the exact text that will be in the emails and text messages that you receive.

You can use as many copies as you like, so you can monitor as many people as you like.

This is not a HUD, and not an attachment but an actual object that you rez and leave working even when you are logged out.

It is only one prim and you can place it anywhere you can rez items.

It has a picture frame mode, where it will automatically look up the person's profile picture, or you can drop in any texture image you wish. And since you can make copies, you could even have a whole wall of your friends' pictures, and turn the alerts off and on easily for all of them.

Of course, since the prim is modifiable, you could also just make it transparent and tiny, so it "disappears."

If you have any questions before buying this item, or after, please contact Wolfe Rexen inworld by IM or Notecard.

my star

still and utter silence
vast velvet night
my gaze locked onto a distant star


my revolution feels motionless
slow ellipses around you
a faithful radius in the dark


so far, but constant
a constant blink in the darkness
a constant thought in my mind

Penso sempre em você

Lance's threats

I am having trouble sleeping.

Damien brought me back to the catacombs. He killed me, but only after I had pleaded. As soon as it was done, I felt whole again.

So I am with my family; Damien, Xan, and the others. I need them, and the truth is, they need me, too.

The knights are hysterical, of course. We have been turning humans right and left. Some come willingly; some simply catch our eye and we take them whether they like it or not. Once they are turned they thank us. Living humans cannot know the pleasure and joy in undeath.

So Lancelot has ruined any chance he had with me. Before we turned a mage and her slave, he tried to get me to stop it. He told me if we killed them, I would never see the babies again. And he would never sleep with me again, either.

I had not captured the females; it was not my decision to make. He said I had the power to stop it; he overestimates my influence amongst the others. Any show of human weakness - such as a need for his affection or to see my infants - and the Undead would turn on me.

They should turn on me in such a case, or I would lose all respect for them myself.

But I am formulating a plan. I must see my children; if trickery is required, that is what I shall resort to. I will not leave them under his power - he uses them to attempt to control the undead through their influence on me. I will not be the pawn of a knight.

We have a plan, and the knight will pay.

And in the end, I will have him in my bed again. My strength and skill with a sword do not match his; yet I have powerful weapons at my disposal. I managed to seduce the knight before, and to bear his young as well. I have a strong influence over him; I will get my way.

The babies were born.

They are lovely -- a girl with wings, so beautiful she shines. Surely she is Lancelot's. And a dark boy with horns, his strength already apparent. He is certainly Julian's.

Lancelot has taken them to be with his family in Avalon. He says his daughter is to be the next Lady of the Lake, when the time comes that his mother gives up the title. He wants his daughter to be prepared and we both want the children raised away from the perils in Ireem.

He was kind to take Julian's son as well. Julian wanted the magi to have him; I did not. I don't trust them.

faith

Julian has left Ireem. I know not where or why - I only know he is gone.

He asked me once to trust him, and I gave him my promise that I would. But I find my faith weakening more and more every day.

I find myself once again wandering Ireem. I speak to no one unless spoken to first. Mostly I sleep. I would go in search of him; I would follow him to the ends of the earth if he asked. But I suspect he has left Ireem in order to escape me for some reason.

So I can only wait, and hold on to whatever tatters of faith I can find in my heart, trying to stitch the scraps together, trying to trust just because I said I would.

The truth is, I am not very good at faith.

Perhaps I am not really a living woman after all. Perhaps I have fallen into purgatory, an endless period of waiting... waiting to be told that it is time to grieve. Waiting to be told that it's time to yell, to scream, to throw things at walls and smash my own heart beneath my feet.

I feel a scream growing deep inside me, from the pit of my soul, a monster that would consume me. I struggle to keep it contained. I am not very good at restraint of emotion. It seems to take all my energies to silence this beast and keep it chained and locked away.

Missing Julian has become a mantra. My friends are kind, they have not forgotten me; but somehow Ireem becomes a corpse of what it was. Julian was my purpose; I know not how I should go on.