Dancing With Emy

The Tale Weavers

2011-01-08T11:56:00.003-05:00

Casandra and I have been deeply saddened by the demise of The Isle of Arran , our flight to Arwynd, the disastrous migration to Destiny's True Reason and subsequent scattering of role play friends and acquaintances across the grid. For this reason, we have begun a new blog The Tale Weavers as a way for us all to keep in touch even if we are separated by lands and time zones. Please feel free to send us your role play adventures with pictures if you have them. My email is emylybeaumont@gmail.com. I will happily edit chat logs if necessary, unless you tell me not to do so.

Linwe Zifanwe has very kindly offered her home, Singing Tree, as a base for those of us who want to relax and enjoy a bit of "unfettered" medieval/fantasy role play. While she has not set up any rules, I don;t think they are necessary. We all have common sense and are veterans of what is acceptable fair play.

Please contact me in world if you would like to visit Singing Tree. It is a most peaceful place and welcoming to all the traditional medieval/fantasy races. I hope to meet you there one day.

Dexler Gets a Bath

2010-12-13T10:23:00.027-05:00

I love role playing as a faery, especially when I play with such experienced players. I apologize for the length but the pictures are pretty.

IN WHICH DEXLER IS CONVINCED TO TAKE A BATH AND CASANDRA STRIKES A BARGAIN

Dexler (Loraletti Dexler) sloshes through the water toward the pond. He sighs with some relief when he notices the Elven Hall, and then he relaxes further when he sees Pea and Casandra dancing over the water. He waves to them, not noticing the third fae at first.
SweetPea (Emyly Beaumont) giggles and holds her nose. "Hello Dex. Have you been mucking out the barns again?'
Dexler plops down on the pond's edge, screwing his face up. "No..."
Melody (Unsubtle Melody) looks down at the newcomer. "Hello!"
Dexler jumps a few inches in the air, glancing wildly about, before he notices the fae in purple. A bit sheepish, he rubs the back of his neck. "Oh...uh...greetings ma'am"
Casandra (Casandra Shilova) waves at the human during a turn in her dance and says "Greetings Dexler. This is Melody"

Melody laughs. "Ma'am! Do I rate a ma'am now?" She frowns suddenly.
Dexler draws his legs up, resting his chin on his filthy pants as he blinks his round eyes owlishly
Casandra says to Melody, "Dexler is very polite."
Melody stops dancing. She looks down at herself. "Oh, right. I forgot." She looks down at Dexler and offers a sunny smile. "Hello, Dexler!" Then she resumes dancing.
SweetPea asks Dexler 'Are you going swimming?'
Dexler scratches the back of his neck as he peers up at Pea. "Uh...no, ma'am...I'm not gonna swim."
SweetPea says to the other fae, 'What do you think my fae friends? Does Dex need a bath?' Casandra nods in reply.
Dexler looks up, panicky-eyed. "No!" He adds, "I took...uh...one...not too long ago..."
SweetPea smiles 'Let's push him in.' Casandra grins and lands behind him.
Dexler shakes his head quickly, before he mumbles, "Don't...please...I can't swim."
SweetPea says to the dirty boy, "The pond isn't deep.' Melody stops dancing again and watches.
Dexler hastily stands up and begins to back away. "I...uh...I'm allergic..." He bumps into Cas and quickly steps around her. Melody flies quickly to block Dexler's escape.
Casandra says, smiling at Dexler, 'Dont' you want to take a bath????"

Dexler yelps, "No!" and looks wildly between all three, he hollers, "HELP! Someone!"
Melody grins. "Oh, baths are fun."
Casandra says “But it won't hurt you, and you'll smell wonderful”
Dexler tries to sneak around Melody. "No...I'll smell bad...I swear..." Melody reaches out to snag his arm.
Casandra lands again, gently trying to persuade him to cooperate.
SweetPea stands behind Dex trying to block his escape.
Dexler's breathing quickens as Melody grabs his arm and he tries to tug it away. "I'll run off and roll in mud...I swear it..."
SweetPea digs deep in her pouch and finds some rose petals. She giggles and flies over Dex, dropping the fragrant flowers over him. Dexler winces as each rose petal gently brushes against his skin. "Ow..."
SweetPea sniffs ‘Does he not smell much better?'
Melody sighs. "Alright." She lets go, and giggles as the rose petals land on Dexler.
Elestria Ulrik yells as she falls out of the sky into the pond. “ Gi d'anthe...”
Dexler jumps. SweetPea (Emyly Beaumont) hears a gentle splash from the pond and turns. She smiles when she sees the petite drowess and says 'Merry meet El'
Elestria stands up, soaking wet as she stares down at herself......"The pond really spread."
Melody says, "Those rose petals aren't quite enough to cover the stench. Maybe a little fae magic?"
Casandra turns, surprised to see El emerge from the pool.
SweetPea grins. 'A LITTLE glamour? I think he will need a great deal of it.'
Dexler hunches his shoulders, a lot more self-conscious when he sees Ele there. He mumbles, "No...no...I'll go in..."
Elestria spits out a strand of white hair as she approaches....."What's happening?"
SweetPea shakes her head, not believing the words she has heard coming from Dexler. She holds her nose and explains to El ‘Dex needs a bath and we are trying to convince him'
Elestria Ulrik's cheeks dimple as she sees the unfamiliar fae and waves a silver hand at her......"Vedui'...." then she turns to Sweet. "Just shove him in."

Dexler shakes his head at Ele. He stammers, "N-no ma'am...I...I just said I'd go in..."
SweetPea says "But he is bigger than I am. I will need help'
Elestria's face brightens, then she sighs and rolls her eyes......"I'm naut allowed to help....apparently being a High Priestess also means being a good role model." She snorts and approaches the group.
SweetPea laughs, "That will be hard for you El"
Elestria nods in agreement....."Siyo"
SweetPea moves closer to Dex. Dexler glances around at everyone, and while he thinks they're distracted, he tries to inch away. SweetPea shouts 'He is going the wrong way. Let's just walk toward him ‘til he has no place to go but in.'
Elestria clucks her tongue......."Dex....did I ever tell you about the time Linwe had to throw a net over me and drag me to the baths?"
Dexler swallows before he shakes his head, his mouth suddenly dry. "N-no..." He takes a step back toward the pond. SweetPea moves closer to him.
Elestria Ulrik comes closer, her purple eyes sparkling as she says......"Well....it happened....and it was naut much fun,"
Dexler licks his lips before he replies nervously, "I...I bet it wasn't, ma'am..."
SweetPea whispers "I hear mortals use something called soap. Does anyone have some?'
Elestria whispers back to Sweet....."In the Elven Hall. I stole some last night....I mean, Borrowed....there's more in there”
Dexler fidgets nervously as he stares down at the two short people [Elestria and SweetPea]. Elestria Ulrik reaches over to poke Dex in the chest....."You DO know who I am, siyo?"
SweetPea digs deep in her pouch as an idea occurs to her. She pulls out a bit of sparkly dust and tosses it at Dex. SweetPea says 'You need a bath and the water is warm.'
Casandra moves closer "Dexler, the bath sounds appealing to you now.”
Dexler throws his hands up as Ele pokes him, shielding his eyes from the faery dust.
Elestria Ulrik laughs loudly, clapping her hands......."Oh, bwael, bwael!"
Casandra says in a beguiling voice “The water is warm and inviting.” Dexler pauses, and then he nods slowly to Cas's words. She continues “It welcomes you into it's arms, inviting you in.”
Dexler replies, a bit slowly, "The warm water...it welcomes me..."
Elestria Ulrik whispers in Casandra's direction....."Say, 'It loves you' "
Casandra nods and says softly "Yes, the water is delighted you wish to come in "
Dexler blinks once, twice, before he gets a funny little smile on his face. He turns and begins to head to the water. SweetPea watches Dex edge toward the water and grins.
Elestria Ulrik watches, somewhat impressed......"Sweet, can I have some of whatever-that-was that you threw at him?"
SweetPea grins 'it is fairy dust.'
Melody watches, impressed. "I wonder if I can learn to do that with my dust."
Dexler kicks off his sandals and wades into the water. Elestria Ulrik raises her fingers to her mouth and whistles at Dex.
SweetPea whispers to Melody, "I am new at using the glamour and Lady Cas had to say the words."
Dexler turns his head slowly, a dreamy expression on his face as he just stands in the water. Melody says, "He won't get very clean that way."
Casandra says softly "Does he have the soap? and a rag?"
Elestria nods in agreement with Melody....."Siyo...." then she pauses. "How are you sure he won't get TOO relaxed in there and do....uhm....something gross? Warm water tends to have undesirable effects on people”
SweetPea smiles, "But some of the dirt should fall off his clothes and hands”
Melody sighs. "I guess I can try my 'clean' cantrip on him. But it didn't work too well last time I tried it..."
Casandra says "El!"
Elestria glances over at Casandra....."What?"
Casandra: says "El, do you have the soap or did you give it to him?"
Dexler continues to stand still, perfectly content to get wrinkled like a prune in the water.
Casandra nods at Melody "Try it please and put everything you have into it"
SweetPea urges the new fae 'Try it, it can't be any worse than my glamours.'
Elestria Ulrik grins......"I'll go get some soap to help....Melody. The cleaner he is, the better....he probably won't bathe for another six months.” She turns around and runs into the Elven Hall, giggling like a small child....or at least like a half-insane drowess.
SweetPea whispers to Lady Cas 'How long will it last, do you think, the magic?'
Casandra says "I don't know, long enough I suppose."
Melody says "Alright, here goes." She steps up to the water's edge, and concentrates and drawing the weave, summoning the soap and soft rags needed from the other plane to come and wash off Dexler in the water. She wasn't very good at this, and it took everything she had...
Dexler wiggles his toes, getting a pleasantly surprised look on his face as the mud squishes between his toes.

Melody smiles. The spell seemed to be working, as the lather started to form around Dexler. Elestria comes back out with soap in one hand, though she pauses to watch. SweetPea watches the foam float around Dex and laughs "There is even a sweet smell."
Melody frowns. "Why isn't it rinsing him off? Dexler's eyes widen at the lather that begins to form around him, though he remains under the spell of the glamour. He starts snickering, then laughing and slaps at it. The suds continue to form around Dexler, growing into a higher and higher pile of them.
SweetPea watches Dexler play like a fae in the water and giggles. "Now isn’t that fun Dex?'
Dexler's happy reply comes out as, "I like bubbles..." before his neck, then shoulders, disappears beneath the rising suds.
Melody's tone turns to panic. "I can't stop it!"
Elestria Ulrik watches carefully over Casandra's shoulder......"He isn't going to suffocate in there, is he? Today is far too nice a day for anyone to have to die, though I can bring him back.”
SweetPea says 'Oh, he is disappearing! Melody, is that part of the magic?'
Melody charges into the suds, to get Dexler out of them. Dexler makes little gargled noises among all the suds, though he never flails out with his arms. Melody says, "Come with me, out of the suds!" She tries to lead Dexler out of the growing mound. Dexler turns and automatically follows Melody, looking like a living sud monster rising out of the depths. Melody Ivanova looks at the growing pile of suds in the water. "Does anybody know a good dispel?"
SweetPea (Emyly Beaumont) shakes her head "I have not learned that. It will just have to dry on him"
Dexler pats at all the soapy bubbles on his torso, before he begins playing with the ones on his face to form a 'beard.'
Elestria smiles......"At least he likes his bubbles"
Melody shakes her head. "He's not what I'm worried about anymore." She points at the suds still growing on the pond.
SweetPea looks at Dexler in his bubbly beard and says 'He will be a handsome mortal when he has a beard."
Elestria Ulrik laughs as she watches the suds......"Everything in the pond will be clean." Then she winks at Dex......"Oh, siyo, he will be" Dexler mumbles something that sounds like "Ho ho ho" as he shakes his soapy beard.
Elestria arches an eyebrow, before she turns....."I should go find Alak....safe paths, all of you. She waves and wanders off into the forest.
Dexler's chuckles fade away as the glamour begins to slowly, but surely, end. SweetPea says, "Dex you really do smell better.'
Melody watches the suds in the water, hoping for some sign that it would stop. "Did I really put that much mana into it?"
Dexler asks in a distant voice, ribbons of glamour still slowly retreating from his mind, "Huh?" He glances dully down at himself.
Casandra turns and looks at at the wondrously clean Dexler. SweetPea laughs at the sopping wet, foamy, farm boy. Dexler furrows his brow in slight puzzlement, wiping at the suds. Beneath whatever suds he scoops away, he is much, much paler than most of them had ever seen before beneath all that dirt. "What happened...?"
Casandra says "You are exceedingly clean from your toes to the tip of your head, including your clothing. Excellent!"
SweetPea looks at the other two fae "I think we have done a good deed today"
Melody Ivanova: "I don't know if the fish and waterplants would agree with that."
SweetPea says ‘Well, perhaps you and Lady Cas can figure that out. I have done my part and must leave.’ She turns and flies off.
Dexler wipes absent-mindedly at his chin, and is somewhat surprised at the bubble-beard that transfers itself to his arm. "How...?" He turns his head to stare at the sudsy pond, shaking his head to try to clear his mind faster. "Ahhhmmm...?" After that unintelligible question, he asks slowly, "Is that...stuff...gonna go downstream?" He points to the stream trickling away from the pond toward the sheep.
Casandra ponders and says "Oh, I know! Dexler if you will come with me to the fae pool, you can dunk yourself in clear water, and rinse off the suds."
Dexler replies, wiping at his face, "Um...yes, please...ma'am"
Casandra casually dismisses the suds as unimportant to the livestock "Oh yes, it will be swept away to the ocean in no time"
Dexler sighs slowly and mumbles, "I'm really pale..." as he begins to lumber after Cas.
Casandra says “Here we are, just dunk yourself in this nice clear pool, it will fix you right up.”

Dexler hesitates, but then he steps in. He holds his breath and ducks his head underwater. When he comes back up, he is no longer sudsy but very clean.
Casandra smiles "excellent! That wasn't difficult, was it?”
Dexler shoves his hands under his armpits, his teeth chattering. He moans in response, "I'm c-c-cold..." He shakes his head quickly, sending water drops spraying around
Casandra smiles as she sees Melody approach "He is suds free, but now he's cold." She thinks and says, "Let's go to the tavern. There is a fire there to warm you."
Dexler shuffles his feet, his teeth continuing to chatter, though he grabs the hem of his jacket and wrings it to try to get water out. He forces out through his clacking teeth, "M-my other c-c-c-clothes are there t-too..."
Casandra nods, sets off in that direction, and beckons
Melody says "Well, he's just human, let's get him to where he can dry off, unless you think I should risk a 'dry' cantrip..."
Casandra and Dexler enter the tavern. Dexler quickly crosses to the fireplace, and reaching behind it in a corner, finds a bag of his clothes.
Melody Ivanova follows the two to the small tavern. She reads the sign above the door. "The Brittle Biscuit."
Casandra says “There you are Dex, a toasty fire!”
Dexler pulls the lumpy bag out, but then turning, his face pales as he faces another problem. He licks his lip before he mumbles, "Uh...could...could you both, please...um...stand outside for a minute or two?"
Casandra nods "Certainly. Come on Melody." Melody blushes, nods, and steps outside.
Dexler moves to stand in front of the fireplaces, warming his legs. He relaxes as both leave, before he opens the bag. He bites his lower lip as he pulls his clean clothes out of the bag and dumps them unceremoniously on the floor. He pulls off his shirt and tosses it in front of the fireplace, before climbing out of his pants. Leaving them to dry in front of the fire, he pulls on his clean pants and then his shirt. He picks up his vest and slides his arms through. Picking up his belt, he slides it through the loops and latches it. Only then does he go to the door and peek out. "Okay...it's safe now." He disappears back inside to sit by the fire, right next to the pile of his wet clothes. He stretches an arm out to grab his black boots--the ones Linwe told him over and over to never wear while working--and shoves them onto his feet. Then warm and dry, he sighs contentedly. Being clean was nice...not that he would admit it to the fae.
Melody asks the Lady Cas, "Do you have to do that often, to get him clean?"
Casandra frowns and says, "We should, but we've never tried it before"
Dexler sits in front of the fire for a while longer, before he shoves all of his wet clothes into the bag. Without bothering to let them finish drying, he dumps the bag back into its corner and stands.
Melody looks over Dexler. "You clean up nice!" She giggles.
Dexler blinks his hazel eyes as he glances at himself. Then a moment later he chuckles and shrugs. "Well...I guess so. I've never really been CLEAN before." He adds, "Not since..." but then he trails off, his brow furrowing as he tries to remember the last time he was clean. After a pause, he finally says, "Well...not since I can remember."
Casandra gives them a big smile. "Well done Melody. You smell sooo much better Dex. Could you be persuaded to do it regularly?"
Dexler slowly turns his head, lowering his eyebrows as he stares at the fae queen. After a long silence, he asks carefully, "Define 'regularly' "
Casandra says “Ooooh, say once every full moon?”
Dexler is silent again, before he repeats in a pained voice, "Once...a month?" He groans as he stretches his arms.
Casandra reconsiders thinking that she might be hoping for the moon "how about once every other full moon?"
Dexler's expression is still dubious. Casandra sighs. Dexler holds up three fingers. "Once every THREE months!"
Casandra says "I am not used to the necessity of bargaining for my desires." She nods. "Agreed. Once every three months"
Dexler quickly replies, raising his pinky, "Four!"
Casandra scowls at him "NO! Three months.” She says sternly "Once every three months was your idea. I will request Pea's and Melody's help if you need persuasion."
Dexler's expression becomes miserable, and he wheedles, "Why don't I just bathe during the second full moon in one month?"
Casandra laughs, "No Dexler, I will not fall for that. Good attempt though. The second full moon in a month? That happens like once in a blue moon?" she says scornfully.
Dexler's eyes widen; this was not how he had seen things happen when he watched his father bargain. He asks, desperately, "But...but..." before he gets an idea. He sucks in a breath, drawing himself up to his full height. Taking on a stern tone that is fairly obvious it's being mimicked, he states, "Ma'am...I'm going to be twenty summers old next month... I...am a man...I will...I will choose when I will...um...bathe...thank you...” His voice falters and he bites his tongue, waiting to see if his plan worked.
Casandra manages to conceal a smile. "Yes, you are a man, Dexler, and as such you should know that ladies prefer men who smell clean, not as though they have been mucking out the stable. So, after you finish your chores, cleaning up will gain you more smiles from ladies and any other adults than your usual aroma will."
Dexler swallows and replies, carefully, "Well...Justine loves me..." He sneaks a peek at Melody out of the corner of his eye. "Well...um...yes..."
Casandra replies, "Of course she does. But ask her how she feels about bathing and smelly clothing."
Dexler's expression becomes pained. "Aww, ma'am...do I REALLY have to take a bath every three months?"
Melody says, "I need more practice with my clean cantrip anyway, I might just surprise you with it."
Dexler nearly yelps at Melody's words, "Oh gods no!"
Casandra looks heavenward. "I advise you to stick to your suggestion and our bargin Dex, the one you are trying to back out of now."
Dexler bites his lower lip, before he hangs his head. He mumbles, "Yes ma'am..." Casandra smiles, satisfied. Dexler shoves his hands into his pockets and slowly turns away, the very picture of the poor misunderstood man. "I need some sleep...safe paths..." He trudges off, sighing all the way.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Edited for clarity and brevity by Emyly Beaumont. Pictures by Casandra Shilova.

Update

2010-12-10T09:26:00.004-05:00

I know it has been a long time since I last blogged, but SL seems to be taking up all my time lately, especially on Sundays, which is when I used to relax and try to reflect on things that made me happy during the week. Let me see if I can catch you up a bit on the last few months.

About eight weeks ago, I was fortunate enough to become a charter member of a dance group called "Bohemian Queens." The members of this group are very talented; two of them in particular have a knack for picking just the right animations to match both the spirit and the tempo of the music. Last Wednesday we started working on dance numbers to accompany music that Cheryl, our talented DJ and leader, picked out: Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer, You're a Mean One Mr Grinch, I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas, a holiday song sung by cats, and the Peanuts theme song Linus and Lucy. These songs are for the "holiday Hi-jinks" presentation we will be doing tomorrow. Each of us chose a song to choreograph. This also involves the staging: costumes and set. Thank goodness Peanuts is easy: a simple backdrop depicting the Peanuts gang, a Charlie Brown Christmas tree and jumpy animations. I thought the costumes would be easy. I wanted it simple, just each of us to emulate one of the characters. I won't say anymore, but you will have to come see the half hour show this Saturday at 12 noon SLT.

Emy Does Country

2010-10-18T21:36:00.005-04:00

I opened myself up for trouble this Sunday when I asked the group what genre they wanted to hear next week. The answer was Country! So I promised I would choreo Country for them. And then Razzie said "Line Dances!" So of course, we must have line dances too. Constructing the lines of dance marks won't be a problem; the dances are the problem! I only had three that were specific to country style dance. So tonight, I picked up 15 dances that were country specific. I know there have to be more out there...

But the major problem is that I am unfamiliar with country western style of dance and becoming familiar with it means I have to go to country western clubs and listen to the music. And not only must I listen to the music, I need to try my animations against the music! When I construct a note card for a particular style of music, I usually load that genre into a play list in iTunes and then test the animations while on my own dance floor at Emy's Acre. Hah! I absolutely refuse to buy any country music to load into iTunes, so I will have to run around to the country western clubs.

The next problem is clothes. I have a long denim (sort of) skirt and I found a great man's t-shirt that Alk gave me a while back. I still need a pair of boots and a big Western hat, preferably matching. I have a feeling the dances will be solved first though. Y'all know how much I hate shopping. And y'all know how much I love Country. This will certainly be an interesting (and expensive) week.

Fae Fall Attire

2010-10-17T12:27:00.022-04:00

Fresh from a fashion shoot, SweetPea meets Jordon who thinks they should go dancing. He dons an elegant copper jerkin and cloak that don't quite match the bright blue wings that Pea glamoured for him a few weeks ago. He gladly consents to her request that she recast the glamour and is relieved when brown and black wings appear.

SweetPea Learns to Glamour

2010-10-04T20:17:00.006-04:00

A bit bored with the fae meadows, Jordon and SweetPea invade the grounds of the Elven Hall. SweetPea says 'C'mon Jordon, let's try the swing. Push me'

Jordon flies up to SweetPea and says: Alright. Peaceful area the elves have.

SweetPea nods 'It is very pretty.'

Jordon gives her a push then jumps on the back of the swing. SweetPea sits contentedly on the seat, swaying back and forth and leans back against Jordon. SweetPea says " I wonder where the elf is? I haven't seen her in a few days.'

SweetPea says proudly ‘I cast a glamour on Ilvarru, the demon, so he would look scary to Lady Casandra. Did you know she was taking advice from him? Advice from a...demon! And I know that she is afraid of spiders... so I made him look like a spider to her!’ She giggles. ‘He appears huge and hairy with big googly eyes. Lady Casandra ran away in fright!'

Jordon chuckles: she fell for it did she? Doesn't realize it is a glamour?

SweetPea shrugs 'even if it is only a glamour, she can't do anything about it. And the sight of a spider is enough to throw her into fits.'

SweetPea looks at Jordon’s dull black and white wings and wonders if she could glamour bright blue ones for him. Jordon starts whistling loudly and SweetPea smiles. She loves to hear whistling. Jordon wonders if his whistling is loud enough to wake anyone asleep in the elf castle.

SweetPea screws up her eyes and concentrates very hard. She waves her arms and says 'sings, wings, do, blue.' She tries to stamp her foot and falls off the swing. Jordon is unbalanced by her fall, jumps off and almost lands on top of her. He is bumped by the swing. ‘Oooaf.’ He feels a little oddness and all of a sudden sees bright wings from the corner of his eye.

SweetPea gasps as Jordon's wings turn bright blue and iridescent purple and green. She hops up and down excitedly. ‘It worked Jordon! It worked!"

Jordon glares at his friend "This is not a calm pleasing blue SweetPea. I look like a peacock .’

SweetPea puts her hands on her hips and says "I think they are handsome wings …and very pretty.’ She giggles 'Those old black and white wings were so dull!'

Jordon gives a long drawn out sigh "They are girly."

SweetPea says hotly "They are not girly. They are too big! I would never be caught wearing wings that big. I would trip when I flew.'

Jordon glares at her. “Yes, my old ones were dull. They suited me fine. I did glamor my wings other shades at first, but Essie frowned upon me and said a disparaging remark and I quit."

SweetPea chuckles "Essie is silly. Do you like her opinion better than mine?'

Jordon: what happened to Essie any way? I haven't seen her in months and no, I value yours. You are my friend"

SweetPea sniffs ‘Essie went away and didn't come back.' She smiles ‘I am glad you are my friend Jordon. I would have no one else to play with if you weren't here'

Jordon says : Anyway, I need large wings to lift me. I'm not pint sized.

SweetPea moves to stand beside Jordon and shakes her head in agreement ‘You are a lot bigger then me'

Jordon McGillivary: yeah, a lot. I am half human.

SweetPea flutters her tiny wings ‘Not all fae are small of course. Some are fat! I saw a fat one the other day. He was as cute as a piglet'

Jordon: you saw a fat fae!

SweetPea nods "I think he had been at the mead barrel too often'

Jordon lifts his wings up, settles, repeats several times to see if he feels any difference caused by SweetPea's magic

SweetPea cocks an eyebrow at Jordon "I think those wings are beautiful and I am not in any hurry to reverse the glamour'

Jordon bounces around some more getting used to bright colors in his line of sight SweetPea thoroughly approves of Jordon’s new wings and smiles. She giggles as she flutters between Jordon's wings.

Jordon gives her a look. He looks at SweetPea's pea sized wings and his huge brightly colored monsters, thinking they will attract overly much attention from those he would rather remain unnoticed by.

SweetPea says ‘But Jordon those wings are your favorite color; aren't you happy to have blue wings?'

Linwe rises from her reverie and peers out the door of the Hall.

SweetPea says ‘I think your wings are very handsome and you should be grateful to me’

Seeing a mass of color Linwe arcs a brow and says “Drow fodder they be....some drow will take them for sure"

SweetPea waves to the elven elder ‘Look! Aren't Jordon's wings beautiful? I glamoured them all by myself and it worked!'

Jordon heaves a long drawn out sigh and concedes defeat "they are most beautiful fair fae. I am eternally grateful to you."

Linwe says 'Aye… they do be beautiful indeed..but...as in nature...they be an attractant do ye nae think? Ye wouldna wish some bug of a drow or demon to find him.......useful..'

SweetPea giggles 'Lots of butterflies, I think, will follow him; they like blue too' Jordon remains irritated with his friend. And he looks at her "The Elder has a point SweetPea."

SweetPea says a bit worriedly "Jordon, you can fly as well with those as the dull old grey ones, can't you?'

Jordon takes off skyward to test them out and thuds on the ground. Linwe watches with amusement from the door as the fragile wings seem to fail SweetPea puts her hand on her mouth and gasps ‘try again'

Jordon tries again: yes, they work

Linwe says 'Mayhaps tis his boots weighting him down'

SweetPea grins "See? then what do you have to complain about?'

Jordon looks at his feet "I like my boots. I won the leather off a tanner in a friendly game of chance and had them fashioned to fit me."

SweetPea looks at his boots and sees the same old dull brown color. She sighs. Linwe peers out at the boots "They be fine boots... Right..servicable..'

Jordon looks at SweetPea "Even Linwe sides with you on my boots. Is it so unnatural for a fae to wear boots?"

SweetPea says ‘Don’t you think they should be blue to match your wings?'

Jordon is alarmed "NO!"

SweetPea is startled by Jordon's unusually loud voice and says meekly 'As you will Jordon.’

Linwe says 'I think so..right now he be like a cow with different coloured spots...he be nae...coordinated'

Jordon decides to leave, thus avoiding any more of his friends' enchantments: “Acck! You two ladies are ganging up on me!”

Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Aye...well....one way or the other..the combination be quite.....erm....bad'

Jordon says “Farewell and pleasant day to you both.” He takes to the skies and flies away.

Got Milk?

2010-09-01T08:06:00.015-04:00

Jordon sees Emy and gives her a big hug. Emy giggles. "Shall we go the village? Do you think we can find any milk?"
Jordon: Ha! you and your milk!
Emy pouts “I'm thirsty"
Jordon: Alright, wipe that pouty face, and we will investigate. He smiles.
Emy smiles back "Yes Jordon" she says obediently. She flies into the village and immediately gets tangled in the line of drying clothes. She grumbles "Now why did they put wet clothes and rope right where I want to fly? This used to be good flying space!”

Jordon sniffs: Humans just don't consider our needs.
Emy stops, takes a mug of fairy tea out of her pouch and sips some. Then she looks at Jordon and sheepishly offers him the cup. "Want some?"
Jordon nods: Yes, I could use a reviver. He accepts the mug and gulps it down.
Emy watches him greedily. "Don’t drink it all! " she cries.
Jordon: Ah, yeah. He hands it back and says: Good flavor. I thought you wanted milk. I should rename you Miss Fae Dairy.
Emy takes the cup, drinks the rest of the tea and stuffs it back in her pouch. She looks around and says, "There are a lot more houses here now than there were before." She grins in anticipation. "That means more milk for me!"
Jordon looks around the village: It doesn't look like the bare bones it did before.
Emy asks, "Where should we look first? Who is most likely to leave us a saucer of milk?"
Jordon: I have no idea who lives in any of the houses. I would hazard a guess that the simpler human folk would be more like to carry on the old traditions. If so, the tenant buildings or shacks would be more likely.
Emy nod, "You go first.” She follows Jordon into a small shadowed building. "It is small in here and dark. Do you think the humans are afraid of the sunlight?"
Jordon assesses the cottage: No one here. However the fire is going. A homeless person may spend nights here.
Emy says in a small wavering voice "I wouldn't sleep here. Let's get out. It is much too dark." She runs out of the house quickly.
Jordon: Their windows aren't much good. But there is no need for us to dwell in these buildings.
Emy says, "I am afraid of the dark and can't move my wings in them. It is very scary." She peeks in the open door of the next building. "No milk" she says sadly. She shivers. Houses make her feel confined and helpless.
Jordon nods in agreement.
Emy says, "I remember that the baker was very friendly. Do you suppose she left milk for us?"
Jordon: Perhaps, let us look. He peers in the window
Emy tugs at the door, "This one won’t open Jordon" she says.
Jordon: Must be swollen shut. There is nothing there regardless.
Emy says, “Maybe they are hiding something. Imagine locking a door! What do you suppose is in there? Shinies?"
Jordon: Ha, they probably had trouble with squatters or the owners don't care to have Swith sleeping there.
Emy says "ooooo I miss that old minstrel. She played pretty songs that I could dance to."
Jordon: Yeah, when she wasn't soused, and sometimes when she was!
Emy laughs. “She was never too soused to sing and play well." She gives up on trying to open the locked door and flies off to the next building on her search for the bakery.
************************************************************************************
Emyly Beaumont continues her search for the bakery and enters the next building.
Jordon: It appears the humans built a new building to house their god. Don't they realize the gods cannot be contained to please themselves?
Emy is puzzled by his question and says, "The gods? Is this building a tribute to their gods?"
Jordon: Yes. They sit in comfort to pay homage to him.
Emy moves close to the stained glass window and smiles when she sees the light beams highlight the colored window. She sighs, "This is so pretty and shiny. Do you suppose..." she trails off and looks at Jordon. She jumps up on the windowsill, puts her grubby hands on the glass window and pushes against the individual bits of glass, hoping to find something loose. She says "Just one piece..."

Jordon: what are you thinking now?
Emy puts her hands behind her back. "Nothing" she says trying to look innocent.
Jordon moves closer to see if she is up to something and looks at her suspiciously. Then why are your hands behind your back? He raises an eyebrow. One piece of what? You take something from their god house and the humans will seek you out.
Emy grimaces in disappointment. "It is all stuck tight. Nothing is loose." She scoffs. "I didn't want one anyway." She jumps off the windowsill.
Jordon nods his head in understanding. (She really did want a piece of pretty glass.)
Emy heads for the door, spies a planter filled with flowers and plucks two lilies from it, offering one to Jordon.
Jordon takes the flower and sniffs at it. Nice odor, he says.
Emy puts the remaining flower in her hair and grins. "Am I as beautiful as the Queen now?"
Jordon smiles. You are indeed lovely
Emy sniffs her flower. "Yes, it is very sweet." She dimples at Jordon's remark and giggles. "I am lovely, aren't I? Now...where is that bakery?"
Jordon: There may no longer be a baker here
Emy says in horror, “No baker? No pies? Then what do the humans eat?”
Jordon: We can check down at the other end of town
Emy nods. "I will follow you Jordon."
Jordon laughs at the idea of Emy following him for a change.
************************************************************************************
Both fae fly off toward the gate, but Emy dawdles along and then stops at the barn. She calls out to him, "Look, Jordon, a cow!" and she opens the gate to the barn.
Jordon turns around and heads back.
Emy says "Do you think this cow belongs to that elf?"
Jordon: Yeah, she owns all of the livestock.
Emyly Beaumont grins with a malicious look in her eye. "Want some milk Jordon?"
Jordon: Yes, I have a taste for it. He moves to sit on the milking stool beside the cow. He milks the cow with a fine technique, squirting milk into the pail.

Emy giggles and moves closer to the milk pail. She a dirty finger in the pail and then puts the finger in her mouth. "mmmm…Fresh and creamy. That elf sure takes care of her animals."
Emy opens her mouth and points to it. "Here, Jordon."
Jordon aims and squirts directly towards her mouth.
Emy catches most of the milk while the rest dribbles down her chin as she swallows "Delicious." She looks at the overflowing pail. "I think you have enough in the bucket. Aren't you going to drink any?"
Jordon stops milking the cow and points at the pail. After you ma’am.
Emy kneels and drinks from the pail in huge gulps, leaving about half the pail for Jordon. "Done" she says as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. She hands him the bucket. He lifts the pail and drinks his fill
Emy smiles at the cow, patting her gratefully. "Thank you Betsy. Your milk was fresh and sweet today. Tell the elf she takes good care of you."
Emy says "What do you think Jordon? Isn't that the best milk you ever tasted?"
Jordon: nods. Fresh and sweet.
Emy say,s "I think the village is safe from tricks this day."
Jordon wipes his brow in relief: I do not care to be taken to task by the ancient one. It has been pleasant to escape that.
Jordon protests: it is not as though I can fly faster, or higher than he.
Emy scrunches her eyes and looks at Jordon. She clucks like a chicken.
Jordon grins watching her. You are in a silly mood!
Emy says dismissively, "Oh the ancient one. I have not seen him lately. and HE was not the one who persecuted me. That was the elf. Imagine, she thought taking the milk Betsy gave was stealing!"
Jordon: If it is not left out in a bowl or cup for us, it is not meant for us
Emy shrugs. "Then she needs to put locks on the stall door and tell the humans to leave us some milk." She grins. "Not that I can't undo a lock with the glamour"
Jordon: Hah, she doesn't care if we have milk. She is not adhering to the old ways.
Emy frowns "No she is not, yet she wants us to honor her ways." She skips out of the barn and looks at the gate. There is something she needs to do, but can't remember what. She looks at Jordon. "The gate... something..."
Emy smiles as she watches Jordon close the stall door. "Yes! that was it! I promised the elf I would close it!" She says "You are so wise Jordon."
Emy then opens and shuts the gate so her promise to the elf would be fulfilled. After all, she had given her word…
************************************************************************************

Sister Dryads

2010-07-29T21:16:00.003-04:00

Chene has wandered the realms for several weeks, looking for her sisters and trying to learn the language. This is her first encounter with one of her own kin.

Aegle peers around from the tree, observing it as she runs her palm gently over its battered trunk. It was clear that someone had been using it as a target or arrow fire and the like, something she disapproves of entirely. Wrapping her body around it in a warm, affectionate embrace, she continues to observe the bruises that litter its skin, kissing at them in the hope that they would heal at her touch. As of yet, she does not notice the figure that is so very near to her.
Chene sits in the flowers and listens to the rustle of the wind in the leaves, feeling lonely so far from her home.
Aegle then proceeds to lick at the Tree's war-wounds gently, letting her saliva drizzle onto the bark and soak in. Though of darker intent, she cared for all Trees, it just so happened that hers was on the darker coté of the realm.
Chene stands and raises her arms, singing a song of healing for the trees in the land.
Aegle slowly plies herself away from the Tree, knowing that she can do nothing but hope for the Tree's survival in such harsh lands. As she skips gracefully backwards, a song graces her ears, a song that sounds rather familiar to her. Canting her head to listen, she follows the sound curiously as it leads her up the slope to the Shrine.
Chene continues to sing with a voice that sounds like the wind in the branches.
Aegle steps ever closer, her feet pressing against the ground with care, for she did not want to tread on anything flora. Circling the shrine, her eyes come to rest on a figure at the edge of the hill, and her ears fall about lazily at the beautiful sound that she produces. She couldn't be sure, however, for it had been such a long time since she had heard such a song... Could it be?
Chene hears a step in the grass and sees movement out of the corner of her eye. She turns, and draws her breath at what she sees. She takes a step closer, not believing her eyes.
Aegle cants her head, drawing her breath at the exact some moment, for it clicks. As she looks at the other Dryad, mirroring her in many ways, she lets a smile grace her features, something that she had not let happen in such a long, long time. She steps forward, tip-toeing as to not crush anything beneath her.
Chene says softly in a musical voice "greetings sister."
Aegle cants her head, wondering what she says, having no knowledge of the common tongue, and no interest in learning it either.
Chene walks toward the other dryad with her hands outstretched.
Aegle instinctively lets her hands fall forward, taking her Sister's instantly. Something just feels right.
Chene begins to chant a welcoming song, full of gladness and past sorrows.
Aegle gladly joins in, her voice mirroring her Sister's perfectly. Though vastly darker looking than the other of her kin, her voice has not faltered, nor has it been warped by her darker intent. A beautiful sound ensues, working harmoniously with hers.
Chene's voice swells with happiness. Her mind wants to ask a thousand questions, but she does not know the language of her sister
Aegle sings beautifully with her, her smile widening and filling the best part of her face.
Chene wonders what her name is and halting the song, she points to herself and says "Chene". She looks at the other and points with a question in her eyes
Aegle bites her lower lip as her lips move against each other as she pronounces her name as best she can. "A-Aegle." she says, the word bouncing from her tongue awkwardly, stuttering.
Chene repeats the name and adds a word of common she had heard applied to beautiful things "Aegle lovely."
Aegle giggles softly, her dark, abyssal eyes holding some sort of joy, it seems. She then repeats her own name "Aegle." without hesitation, or stutter and finds it rather amusing, letting a few seconds of childlike laughter ensue. It had been far too long since she had seen another of her kind, and even longer since she had enjoyed herself so.
Chene smiles, remembering how delighted she had been to hear her own name on the faerie’s lips. She wants to know about this dryad she has found, but cannot ask until they find a common language. She hears a distant call and is reluctant to leave, afraid she will never see the sister again
Aegle clenches her fists as she feels a pull to her very being, dragging her away from this land. It must be her Tree.
Aegle looks over to the Dryad, a glance illustrating that she would find her once again, be it sooner or later.
Chene sees Aegle responding to her own call and waves, as she has seen others do "farewell Agle" she says
Aegle is then pulled backwards. Raising her hand, she foolishly repeats "Farewell Aegle." for she did not understand the structure or anything of, for that matter, the Common tongue.

Jordon Teaches Chene the Common Language

2010-07-25T19:43:00.003-04:00

Chene wakes up from her nap and sees a male faerie next to her. She jumps up and to the other side of the mushroom, keeping it between them and looks for the nearest tree. She spies the tree behind the faerie and stands still, hoping to avoid his attention. She relaxes when she realizes she has met him before.
Jordon nods to her.
Chene says "Greetings Jordon"
Jordon says “Greetings Maam”. He racks his brain for her name. “Chene”
Chene smiles back at him. She points to the mushroom and says "Jordon?"
Jordon frowns, points to the mushroom and says "That is a mushroom"
Chene repeats "thatisamushroom" and grins
Jordon realizes what he has done, shakes his head and points. "Not that is a mushroom, just mushroom."
Chene pats the mushroom, a little confused and repeats "notthatisamushroomjustmushroom."
Chene runs to the tree and pats it. She turns to the faerie and asks "Chene?"
Jordon frowns and points to the tree "willow"
Chene smiles. "Willow " she says as she caresses the tree.
Jordon says “Yes, willow.”
Chene points to the red flowers around the tree "Willow?" she asks
Jordon shakes his head "no." He says “Flower. Lilly.”
Chene shakes her head "no." She says "Flowerlilly"
Jordon heaves a sigh thinking he did well as could be.
Chene points to the tree, then the flowers and finally the mushroom "Willow, flowerlily, notthisisamushroomjustmushroom." She grins broadly.
Jordon tries to disguise his laughter and nods.
Chene sits on a wooden chair. "Willow?" she asks
Jordon says “Maybe.”
Chene smiles again. She is learning the language. "Maybe " she says in delight.
Jordon says “oh!” He points to the chair and says "Chair."
Chene frowns and says "chair?"
Jordon wonders if he can move close enough to her to sit down but decides not to risk it.
Chene pats the chair next to her and says "Jordon chair"
Jordon, surprised to hear what he believes is an invitation to join her, moves closer slowly and sits.
Chene watches the green lights move around the area and points to them. "Casandra?" she asks
Jordon says ”No, spirit lights”
Chene repeats "Nospiritlights"
Jordon McGillivary: shakes his head and points again to the green lights. "Spirit lights" he says.
Chene shakes her head, confused again. "Spiritlights?"
Jordon says “Yes.”
Chene watches Jordon's head nod as he says yes and she begins to understand.
Chene nods her head and says "Yes." She shakes her head from side to side and says “No. Then she looks at jordon. "Yes?" she asks
Jordon smiles, delighted, and says “Yes.”
Chene smiles back at him. She hopes that soon she will be able to speak with the dreaded humans and ask about her sisters.
Jordon brushes his hand over the grass and plucks one. He holds it out to her and says "Grass."
Chene takes the piece of greenery between her fingers and lifts it to her mouth. She blows across it to produce a sound. "Grass," she says
Jordon nods and thinks what next?
Chene points to Jordon's wings and asks "Jordon?"
Jordon flutters them and says "Wings."
Chene (nods and repeats "Wings." She points to her hair and says "Jordon?"
Jordon thinks and lifts the bottom of his long blond hair and says "hair"
Chene smiles and says "Chene hair.” She points to Jordon's hair and says "Jordon hair."
Jordon says “Yes, Very good.”
Chene points to Jordon's chin and giggles. "Hair" she says.
Jordon laughs as he points to his chin and says "Chin."
Chene says "Chin" and then frowns. "No. Hair."
Jordon brushes his hand over his whiskers and says "Beard."
Chene thinks about that for a minute and then smiles. She points to the hair on his head. "Hair," she says. She points to the hair on his chin. "Beard" she repeats.
Chene strokes her own chin. "No beard" she says with a bit of laughter.
Jordon is relieved she picked it up so quickly. “Yes!” he shouts. Chene tries for something harder. She points to herself and asks "Casandra Chene?"
Jordon frowns, confused
Chene shakes her head and points to him "Jordon?" she asks
Jordon understands and says “ah, you are both female.” He nods. "Jordon. I am male.”
Chene asks "Youarebothfeamle, Iammale?"
Jordon grimaces and shakes his head "No"
Chene says "No"
Jordon points to her and says "Female," then points to himself and says "Male."
Chene laughs "Casandra Chene female. Jordon male." She is delighted that she is learning.
Jordon says gleefully “Yes! Wheww.”
Chene repeats "wheww."
Jordon McGillivary: smiles at her. "We made real progress today."
Chene (Emyly Beaumont) watches jordon and says "Wemaderealprogresstoday."
Jordon swallows, realizes that was overly complicated and gives up on trying to work through it
Jordon stands and bows.
Chene (Emyly Beaumont) watches jordon curiously and then laughs at his gesture.
Jordon says “Farewell.”
Chene repeats "Farewell"
Jordon McGillivary: lifts his hand and waves
Chene lifts her hand and waves as she understands he is leaving.
Jordon McGillivary walks away
Chene watches him walk away with a heavy feeling in her heart. She needs to learn the language. Who will help her now?

Conversation at Sweethearts Jazz

2010-07-22T21:16:00.004-04:00

-- Instant message logging enabled --
[17:44] You sense a disturbance in the force... (esme Madrigal is typing)
[17:45] esme Madrigal: just beween us, your avi is pretty sad, Im sorry!
[17:47] Emyly Beaumont: thank you - are you male or female? I can't tell from your profile, there is no picture.
[17:48] Emyly Beaumont: I would welcome your suggestions
[17:48] esme Madrigal: Im female, in the beauty industry
[17:48] Emyly Beaumont: Oh thank you for any suggestions
[17:49] esme Madrigal: if you want suggestions, im happy to help
[17:49] esme Madrigal: dont mean to insult you darlin
[17:50] Emyly Beaumont: well tell me what is wrong - I will try to fix it
[17:53] esme Madrigal: we need an in person meet to do that!
[17:56] Emyly Beaumont: I'm sorry - I can't afford a consultation
[17:57] esme Madrigal: no charge sweety
[17:58] Emyly Beaumont: can you send a picture of your av? there is nothing in your profile? then I will know if i would be comfortable with your look
[17:59] esme Madrigal: ok miss fussy, lol!
[18:06] Emyly Beaumont: waiting for picture to open - it is very laggy here
[18:11] Emyly Beaumont: I gave up and cammed on you - thanks, but I don"t want to look like a model.
[18:11] esme Madrigal: ok sweety

This woman's remark was totally unsolicited...
Any comments from my peanut gallery? Am I really sad looking?

Dancing.... (again)

2010-07-22T07:18:00.006-04:00

If you missed the Pajama Party at the Pink Palace last week you missed a really great time! We had a terrific pillow fight and then we bounced on a bed! Jim Wheeling set out two beds, pushed them together and we danced on them to Xavia Palmira's bouncy music. We were silly and had a lot of fun. As usual, I was too busy dancing and laughing to take pictures, but Jim promised to post pictures on his Facebook site. I went to sleep that night with a huge smile on my face.

The theme for the next party is "Summer Showers." Let's see how creative you can be... I will probably be a bit tired, because it is after the performance of "Polyamour," but I am sure we will have just as much fun as last week.

Last night I went to a performance of Ballet Pixelle's "AvaTara." I seldom get a chance to see their performances anymore due to time constraints so I invited a couple of my friends to join me. The sets were simple and the dance was relaxed. But it showcased the possibilities of movement within SL. If you get a chance to see it, please go. Their regular performances are on Sundays at 5 PM. Oh! and I got autographs from everyone in the cast, especially my friend Tik Merlin and a fellow dancer with La Perf Deyna Broek. Once again, no pictures, I apologize.

"Polyamour" is a very unique performance and I don't think the concept has been realized before. It will be 6 dance numbers set to a live concert by Reis, a very talented Brazilian singer with a lovely voice. We have been working very hard to get used to the unusual sets that Jie has created: tilted, curved and/or multi-tiered stages that are difficult to get oriented on. And the costumes are a bit...unusual. If you don't like nudity, this is not the show for you to see. (I am not in those dance numbers, so don't get your hopes up.) This is the ONLY scheduled performance for this concert so please don't miss it, Sunday at 2:30 PM.

Join my group for an LM (check notices) or contact me in world before Sunday.

Together

2010-07-17T06:58:00.004-04:00

Casandra Shilova flies towards the gypsy encampment and notices someone below. She flies a bit lower and hovers over the pool.
Chêne turns, hearing a slight rustle of the wind. She sees a winged creature and freezes.
Casandra Shilova says softly, "Hello, do you remember me?"
Chêne tilts her head, surprised that she understands the words and smiles. "Greetings" she says quietly. She walks around the rim of the pool toward the other creature.
Casandra Shilova moves a little closer to the dryad and holds out a hand with a few berries in the palm.
Chêne remembers the previous kindness of the beautiful faerie and tentatively touches the berries.
Casandra Shilova moves her hand a little and flattens the palm more.
Chêne, deciding to trust her, selects a plump juicy berry, delicately places it in her mouth and smiles at the sweet taste. She plucks an acorn from her headdress and offers it to the faerie in exchange with a smile of thanks.
Casandra Shilova slowly takes the acorn, smiles, and nods.
Chêne drops to the ground and using her hand, pantomimes digging. She takes another acorn and pretends to drop it into the hole. She brushes her hand over it and stands up, looking at the faerie.
Casandra Shilova stares at her, puzzled as to what she is trying to communicate.
Chêne stoops again, places her hand palm down over the spot and gradually lifts her hand higher and higher, keeping her palm outstretched over the same spot. She sings softly as she raises her hand.
Casandra Shilovalooks thoughtful and says "hmmm...." She nods and looks around for a likely spot.
Chêne watches the faerie fly to the other side of the pool and land on the rim. She walks over to watch her.
Casandra Shilova shakes her head and rises into the air.
Chêne watches the faerie hover.
Casandra Shilova says to the dryad, "I am going to the area destined to be for the fae."
Chêne is curious and follows the flying creature as best she can on foot.
Casandra Shilova lands and turns to the one following her "I will plant it there." She kneels near a spot that rises into the mountain.
Chêne maintains her distance, while craning her neck to see what the lovely faerie is doing with the acorn.
Casandra Shilova then looks at the tree lady, "I think this would be a good place. it will have light and rain will fall upon it."
Chêne is still amazed to discover that she can understand the winged creature and smiles encouragingly.
Casandra Shilova reaches out and touches the earth. As she works a hole forms and becomes deeper, then deep enough for a young sapling to sprout from. She gently caresses the acorn, places it in the ground and covers it with soil.
Chêne watches the motions of the faerie and begins to croon a song of joining with the earth and balance.
Casandra Shilova looks at the lady, sits back on her heels and joins in. Her words do not match, but the intent is pure and her song creates a soothing harmony.
Chêne walks forward and stretches her arms up to the heavens, asking the goddess to send gentle winds and rain. She smiles at the faerie and says, "Together."
Casandra Shilova smiles and imitates the word. She stands, "Thank you for the acorn; a big fine oak will grow from it."
Chêne points to herself "Chêne" she says.
Casandra Shilova nods.
Chêne points to the other woman with a questioning look.
Casandra Shilova points to herself and says "Casandra."
Chêne repeats the word "Casandra" and grins. She points to the place where the faerie has just planted the acorn, "chêne" she says.
Casandra Shilova asks her, "Does the tree have your name?"
Then she nods in understanding, "I see, you are linked to the tree."
Chêne kneels at the freshly turned spot of earth and says soflty "Chêne."
Casandra Shilova looks down at her, and repeats "Chene."
Chêne stands and sweeps her arm around the empty spot "casandra?" she asks.
Casandra Shilova shakes her head. "It will be linked with me one day, but not yet." She explains, "The spot with my imprint is further over."
Chêne points to the ground and then to herself "Chene together" she says.
Casandra Shilova nods hesitantly, thinking she understands, but knowing she could be wrong.
Chêne grins in pleasure. She is beginning to understand the faerie language very well. She approaches the faerie and touches her robe "where?" she asks.
Casandra Shilova says, "Behind us. I will show you." She gestures.
Chêne smiles "I will follow" she says.
Casandra Shilova walks off, wondering if she can find the way on foot. She breathes a sigh of relief as she succesfully winds her way over the terrain and reaches the glade. She turns to the other woman.
Casandra Shilova gestures in a slow but wide sweep, "This is it."
Chêne emits a gasp as she sees the immense tree guarding the entrance to the glade.
Casandra Shilova realizes the dryad has moved quickly to the huge tree. She says in agreement, "It is magnificent."
Chêne nods and strokes the tree, thinking to herself how wondrous this winged creature is that she could be one with such a great tree.
Casandra Shilova walks into the middle of the mushroom ring.
Chêne moves around the area which is filled with flowers and mushrooms. She sees some multicolored trees and exclaims in delight. She walks to the trees, extends her hand to touch one of the branches. "Light" she says softly.
Casandra Shilova watches as the flowers change color.
Chêne smiles and touches the tree again to change its color.
Casandra Shilova looks on fascinated. She and Chene stand quietly as they become absorbed in the magic of the trees and the plants.
Suddenly Chêne hears the wind in the trees calling to her and turns to the winged creature.
Casandra Shilova smiles as she approaches
Chêne places her hand on her heart and then tentatively touches the same place on the faerie. She smiles and says "together."
Casandra Shilova is surprised. She smiles and says "together."
Chêne makes a sweeping motiion with her hand. She whispers "together."'
Chêne walks to the large tree beside the glade and vanishes.
Casandra Shilova turns and she is gone!

(Like her human counterpart, Chene is not good at remembering to take pictures when she is absorbed in what she is doing. Can you believe only a few hundred pictures while on a week's sight-seeing vacation and none of her son, who she went there to see?)

Encounter in Everwind

2010-07-04T11:18:00.005-04:00

Chene, distressed by the constantly diminishing number of her sisters and their trees, has left the comfort and safety of her forest on a quest to discover what she can of how to reverse this trend. She also wishes to find a yearsmate to help her breed a strong daughter. Along the way she is learning about other races and their customs and language.

As she crosses the bridge, walking away from the village, Chene (Emyly Beaumont) sees another winged creature and backs away
Suriel Mint shrugs naïvely and tries to bow gently, in an exaggerated and old fashioned gesture that almost costs him a ridiculous fall
Suriel: "Did I scare thee?"
Emyly Beaumont watches the antics of the winged one and tilts her head as he speaks
Suriel grins... "Sorry about that.... *ponders* Madam"
Chene crouches, listening to the words, trying to understand. She has seen creatures with wings before but they have been girls and reminded her of her sisters
Suriel does not actually care about the dryad's silence, he was well used to speaking alone: "I am Suriel *paused* Suriel Mint. "I was just having a bath on the river... refreshing my face and feet* grins and fixes his eyes in the creature's branches
Suriel Mint: Do you.. want some fruit? *looks for an apple in one of his smart but dirty pockets.... *and then understands that the dryad may have her own fruits too "Maybe... a piece of cake? I got that too" *looks for some melted cake somewhere inside his right boot*
Chene studies the male creature and shakes her head. He has only two legs and they are not cloven. She sees the male take something from his clothing and watches him curiously. She looks again at the curling boots on his feet and laughs, the sound akin to that of a babbling brook

Suriel notices the intense glance but is unable to understand the real nature of the observing look "Oh you like the suit, don't you?" *grins proud of his shiny though borrowed clothes* "One needs to look smart from time to time. Not like those wild... *stops just in time as he notices the wildness of the creature in front of him* Who are you, if I may ask? *the request was more an habit that a matter of curiosity
Chene tilts her head trying to discern words she would understand and stands up, very frustrated. She repeats words she has heard before "vanwen ariel chene"
Suriel Mint messes up the words and instead of calling her chene, he decides to rename the dryad as Ariel. "Ariel" *repeats slowly* "That is a nice sounding name *"Ariel... A-riel* goes on repeating in mumbles.
Chene giggles and says "ariel ariel ariel" happy that they have found common ground. She remembers a gesture that she observed some elves use and she points to herself "Chene" she says happily.
Suriel steps closer, sharing that silly irrational happiness (after all, he was a fae) "Ariel *grins* Oh... You are Chene too? *ponders and mumbles to himself: Ariel was better but *shrugs, disappointed. "Chene will do*
Suriel Mint points at her and repeats "Chene" and then points at himself effusively, almost hurting his own chest: "Su-riel!"
Chene points to the male and says "vanwen? Ariel?"
Suriel shakes his head: "Suriel"
Chene grins and repeats "suriel"
Chene (Emyly Beaumont) dances a bit from foot to foot chanting "vanwen ariel chene suriel"
Suriel smiles "You are stealing everybody's names, uh?" *grins* "i see"
Chene smiles even thought she has no idea what the creature has said. She turns to the tree and begins to sing. She places a hand on the strong branch and sings a song of growth and sunshine , tender breezes and gentle rains
Suriel leaves the once fresh apple on the grass and sees how it rolls on the ground until it stops close to the dryad. "Eat" *he tries and starts his own performance, putting his finger inside his mouth* "Eat"
Chene feels something brush against her foot, stops her song and turns. She notices at the apple by her feet and carefully picks it up, sniffing it. She walks toward the winged one, holding the apple out to him.
Suriel points at the red apple and says in loud voice: "Apple!"
Chene repeats "apple" and smiles
Suriel shrugs and ponders...
Chene offers the apple to the creature
Suriel nods firmly, as a good teacher, then takes the apple and gives a small bite to it, then gives it back to the dryad, putting it into the hand
Suriel: "Eat" he insists and accompanies her hand to the lips
Chene smiles. She takes a bite and as the juice runs down her chin she grins
Suriel laughs and cries: You did it! *jumps* You did it, Chene!" He shakes his wings happy
Chene continues to eat the apple, core and all, licking the juice from her fingers as she finishes it off
Chene plucks three acorns from her hair and offers them to the creature
Suriel grabs the acorns and smiles
Suriel bows slowly and whispers "Thank you” as he puts the acorns in his pocket
Chene looks to see if she has his attention and then pats the ground, mimicking planting
She dances around the spot and sings to it, hoping the little one will understand
Chene touches the ground again, extends her palm down and slowly raise it up toward the sky and smiles
Suriel likes the dryad's voice, the tune was cheerful but playful at the same time "Na-ture" *he says slowly, without understanding the real meaning* "Forest"*points around* "Very nice forests indeed we do still keep here around the elves place" *grins*
Chene sees where the little one points and smiles. "Chene " she says as she runs off into the trees singing a song of sun wind and rain.

A sincere thank you to Avril who recommended I try Everwind and, of course, to Suriel Mint for allowing me to blog this edited version of our interchange. Chene continues to develop in character and spirit...

Encounter in Aglarond

2010-07-02T15:28:00.008-04:00

Avril (AvrilLeona Rhiadra): oh vedui smiles
Vanwen (Elvira Fenwitch): greetings m`lady
Chene (Emyly Beaumont), startled, turns and runs to the trees
Vanwen: hello? don't worry, i don't want to harm you. i just want to welcome you to aglarond
Chene stays close to her tree and eyes the two females warily
Avril whispers: what's wrong with her
Vanwen: i am Vanwen Ranger of aglarond
Avril looks up to the rock and calls with a soft voice "I am avril healer and druid as well"
Chene tilts her head, trying to discern words she knows, but shakes her head
Avril whispers at vanwen, "to what race does she belong do you think"
Vanwen: seems she doesnt speaks quenya
Avril nods and whispers "she looks like a wild elf"
Chene crouches, keeping her eyes on the women
Vanwen: some say i am a wild elf too :)
Avril laughs quietly and winks at vanwen, "maybe we are all wild"
Avril whispers, "I would like know her name mhh
Chene listens to the sounds from the females, but they are meaningless to her
Avril lift her dark hairs and shows her pointed ears, winks at the wild one and vanwen
Avril whispers at vanwen, "might be now she knows she doesn't need to be afraid mhh
Vanwen points to herself and says, "Vanwen"
Chene looks at the one speaking and repeats "Vanwen"
Vanwen smiles
Avril points to herself too and says: "avril"
Chene looks at the other one and repeats "avril." She stands, points to herself and says in a soft voice like the breeze in the trees "Chene"
Avril smiles
Vanwen: Chene? nice name
Avril repeats the word with a soft voice, "Chene"
Chene hears her name "chene" and smiles
Avril whispers at vanwen, "I would like to know which language she speaks mhhh? Do you have any idea? It seems she lives in the forest mhh"
Vanwen: i guess she is a nymph
Avril puts her head to the side and watches the friendly little one
Chene turns to the huge tree and caresses the trunk. She begins to sing, softly, a song of growing and living and balance.
Avril whispers to Vanwen, "mhh no she looks more like a tree lady"
Vanwen: well they come in all kinds
Avril listens to the voice and melody, looks up, and tries to remember
Chene (Emyly Beaumont) continues to sing and the leaves on the branches begin to sway softly, although there is no breeze
Vanwen: well, the tree seems to like her. That is always a good sign.
Avril starts with surprise in her voice and whispers, "vanwen!! listen. It seems she follows the god of nature, isnt it?"
Chene ends her song and stretches her arms wide, embracing the trunk, murmuring in a long forgotten language
Vanwen: maybe she is a maiar of vana
Avril slowly sits on the ground and nods to Vanwen, "That is possible indeed"
Chene turns to the women, nods and says "Vanwen Avril"
Vanwen says, "Chene"
Avril nods, smiles happily to chene and says, "Chene"
Chene smiles before scampering off to another part of the woods

This delightful little role play has been edited for clarity and in an attempt to make the encounter more like a story. My sincere thanks to AvrilLeona Rhiadra and Elvira Fenwitch for allowing me to use the In Character Open Chat as well as for playing with me. I never thought of Chene as Maia!

I am road testing a dryad character and looking for a home at the same time. Dryads are difficult to assimilate into many realms. If you are reading and have an idea for me to try or place to visit, please feel free to contact me either inworld (SL) or at emylybeaumont@gmail.com

Of Flora, Demons, and the Balance of Nature

2010-06-26T10:00:00.001-04:00

The following story has been condensed and enhanced by editing in an effort to make it more readable.

Chêne, the Dryad, looks at the tree stump and sighs. "why do humans cut up perfectly good trees to make openings in the earth?"
Casandra Shilova, Queen of the Fae, turns and studies the tree stump again. I have no idea. such a waste. I wonder where else it goes.
Chêne shakes her head "is nothing sacred? trees are nature's bounty and the goddess will be angry if her gifts are wantonly destroyed"
Chêne asks the fae "Is there a forest nearby or have the humans destroyed all of the trees?"
Casandra nods: yes, there is. I can show you the way. it's behind the village and up the little hill.
Chêne sees the trees in the distance and begins to smile
Casandra: here it is. it's near the gypsy camp, you might want to be careful
Chêne looks at the fading trees and moans "These trees need someone to watch after them. They are not healthy."
Casandra looks at the dryad. are you thinking of taking care of that need?
Chêne says "I am needed elsewhere. Have you no one to care for them here?"
Casandra: I have seen one of your kind. but only once
Chêne smiles "perhaps you can entice her to stay and care for the trees"
Casandra: I will attempt to persuade her
A dark creature suddenly alights beneath the trees and spreads his wings. Startled, Chêne runs behind a tree for safety
Conner Revnik: oh do not be startled
Casandra backs up, then, recognizing the man, greets him: good day sir
Chêne peeks out from behind the trunk of her tree, listening to the exchange between the dark man and the beautiful fae
Conner: good day indeed. we meet again fae
Casandra: what brings you to the hills?
Conner: i still search for a mage
Casandra: do you?
Casandra searches her memory wondering if she has seen one in the past seven day
Conner: i am afraid the one who commands my presence grows even more ill
Casandra: oh dear!
Conner: i wish to be rid of their control
Casandra nods. of course!
Conner: i know little of what inflicts them other than it be some form of magic
Chêne crouches under the tree and listens to the talk of magic
Casandra: I have been much occupied with my own doings, and not around the others for some time
Conner: but if someone were to find out how to summon me they would control me instead of the idiot who currently does
Casandra: I do not recall seeing a mage about
Conner: and what keeps you so busy
Chêne tilts her head wondering why the fae is so friendly toward such a dark creature
Casandra: oh, watching the flowers grow
Conner: hmm must be important
Casandra: they won't do well without enough water and gentle supervision
Conner answers the fae: no of course not. He looks towards the tree "Child why do you hide in the bushes?"
Chêne scowls at the creature and rests on her heels, saying nothing
Conner: I have to admit i do not do much gardening
Casandra: no? It is refreshing to be out in the great wide world, watching the sun and moon swing through the skies and watching over the plants and young creatures
Conner: little is able to grow in the enteral abyss
Chêne, upset by the mention of things being unable to grow, swallows and asks "are there no trees in the abyss?"
Conner: refreshing is not what i would call it. He turns to the creature by the tree and says “no, child, there are no trees except for maybe a few dead ones
Chêne shakes her head "That is a shame. you must make it a mission to plant some then. And I am not a child. I am as old as the trees" She stands up to her full height
Conner: to me that is still a child. And perhaps i would grow some trees if i could return there which at present i can not
Chêne walks cautiously to the dark man and holds out her hand, on the palm of which are some acorns. "These are for you when you can return there."
Conner takes the acorns and says gravely: i will save them for such a day. Unfortunately they do little good here
Chêne says "save them for a time when the earth will receive them"
Chêne smiles "the goddess thanks you and will honor you"
Chêne, frightened by her boldness, returns to the safety of the tree
Conner: hmmm I will save them. in the mean time i am doomed to do the bidding of an idiot.
Casandra: what a pity. no one should be tied to an idiot
Conner: it is indeed. though i think once they are healed they may command me to do something more fun like destroy something. they have a bit of a dark streak in them
Chêne looks at the man and asks "why are you not free to do as you want?"
Conner: tell me child have you heard of the tale of the one who summons the demon controls the demon?
Chêne shakes her head "I have not heard that tale" and she settles back on her heels to listen to the story.

Conner: it is how came to be here. i was summoned using powerful magic. pulled from the abyss to this realm
Chêne says "perhaps someone that powerful could repair the damage the humans have done to the trees here"
Conner: it is possible but i am not sure they intend on being that generous. normally a demon is not summoned for good purposes, but it could be. most good creatures though will not summon a demon
Chêne focuses on the man and sees his vicious looking spikes "Have you done hurtful things to nature?"
Conner: i have done hurtful things to many. i will not lie about it
Chêne says" I beg of you, please do not harm the trees. without them there is no balance"
Conner: i have to obey the summoner. i have no choice
Chêne frowns " I must meet this summoner and beg of him them"
Casandra: have you discovered that one's purpose in bringing you here?
Conner: i wish i could tell you the name but the magic of the summoning prevents me from speaking the name and i do not know the true purpose not yet
Casandra nods while Chêne makes a tch tch sound
Conner: there are only 3 ways to break free. One is the death of the summoner, which can not be by my own hands, unfortunately, and that is also another reason why i can not speak the name so i do not let someone else know who to kill.
Conner: Second, the summoner may release the spell himself. Finally, if someone else invokes a summoning spell causing me to follow his commands instead
Chêne listens carefully as she hears the dark one tell his tale. "I am unfamiliar with this realm, but perhaps there is someone here who could help you"
Conner: i doubt it. most despise me just for being a demon
Casandra sighs. It is a shame they cannot look beyond and assess you for yourself and not just assume you are as all others they have encountered
Chêne looks at the fae
Casandra looks wide eyed at the tree creature
Chêne says "we are each born with a balance of good and evil. but life changes that"
Conner: you are wiser than most around here
Casandra nods: exactly! She flies off to attend to the flowers in the grove.
Conner turns to the creature still hiding under the tree and says: i have not encountered your species before, what are you?
Chêne, afraid to be alone with the dark man, runs off to another part of the forest.

Is Jordon finally a good influence on Fae Emy?

2010-06-22T22:09:00.000-04:00

[6:00] Emyly Beaumont sees her friend and smiles: merry meet jordon
[6:00] Jordon McGillivary: morning to you Emy
[6:00] Emyly Beaumont looks at her surroundings: there is an ice mountain in this new fae area
[6:00] Jordon McGillivary: looks around
[6:01] Emyly Beaumont suddenly stops flitting about the flowers
[6:01] Emyly Beaumont points and says excitedly: do you see what I see?
[6:02] Jordon McGillivary: yeah, doesn't look like much
[6:02] Emyly Beaumont says: no, no - the glitter
[6:02] Jordon McGillivary: huh, looks to where she is pointing
[6:02] Emyly Beaumont whispers: the shinies
[6:02] Jordon McGillivary: are you referring to the gold
[6:03] Emyly Beaumont nods: of course I am
[6:03] Jordon McGillivary: I see
[6:03] Jordon McGillivary: a huge stack of glittery treasure
[6:03] Emyly Beaumont says: It is just lying there
[6:03] Jordon McGillivary: yeah
[6:04] Jordon McGillivary: and if you know what's good for you, you won't be picking it up anytime soon
[6:04] Jordon McGillivary: dragons aren't happy to have their horde disturbed
[6:04] Emyly Beaumont says: I don’t think it is being cared for properly
[6:04] Emyly Beaumont pats her pouch: I take very good care of all my shinies
[6:05] Jordon McGillivary: I think they leave an odor on it and can sniff it out where it may be
[6:05] Jordon McGillivary: yeah you do
[6:06] Emyly Beaumont says: well, no one should just leave shinies lying around
[6:06] Jordon McGillivary: I don't want the ancient red guy scorching me again
[6:06] Emyly Beaumont looks up at jordon and sighs: you are just no fun at all
[6:06] Jordon McGillivary: he doesn't have a pouch of all holding, can't carry it around with him
[6:07] Jordon McGillivary: settles back on his heels
[6:07] Emyly Beaumont says: that is true. he really needs one and then he can tale care of his shinies all the time
[6:07] Jordon McGillivary: sad isn't it, I'm an old stick in the mud
[6:08] Emyly Beaumont grins: so what does "ol stick in the mud" want to do today?
[6:08] Jordon McGillivary: haha
[6:09] Emyly Beaumont looks up at jordon inquiringly: what kind of mischief do you want to do today?
[6:09] Jordon McGillivary: I'd prefer to wait a week or two before I get into trouble again
[6:10] Emyly Beaumont says slyly: then, what kind of trouble do you NOT want to get into?
[6:10] Jordon McGillivary: I don't think about it from one week to the next
[6:10] Emyly Beaumont scowls
[6:11] Emyly Beaumont sighs: I will watch you play then
[6:11] Jordon McGillivary: lowers his head at your displeasure
[6:12] Jordon McGillivary: did we take the tour on the wooden dragon?
[6:13] Emyly Beaumont says: yes we did
[6:13] Jordon McGillivary: alright
[6:13] Jordon McGillivary: it must not have been much of a sight
[6:13] Emyly Beaumont says: you move in funny ways and I will watch you. She giggles
[6:13] Jordon McGillivary: you will be bored
[6:14] Emyly Beaumont says: I will not be bored. you are very handsome to look at
[6:14] Jordon McGillivary: thank you Emy!
[6:14] Emyly Beaumont looks at the tips of his ears and dreams

You know you are bored when...

2010-06-11T06:10:00.003-04:00

You try on the skins in your inventory. Hehe - I had no idea Ruth was in there! And wonder of wonders, her skin just might let me dance in Polyamour, the dance where the costume shows my bare bosoms. I think of this skin as a body suit - which I once wore in a production of Mame when I had to be a "nude model" in a crowd scene. I have asked jie if she will let me back in. Any bets on what she will say?

And I am still working on the makeup so the lipstick won;t be so...bright.

Leavings

2010-06-10T07:16:00.003-04:00

Over the past month I have had to say some goodbyes. Tulsa retired from the SL entertainment field very abruptly, although I knew it was inevitable. He had become increasingly irritated with my request that he let me know at least 24 hours in advance when he changed music genre so that I could prepare the correct dance cards for our biweekly shows. And he had been saying for months that he was bored....

This week I said farewell to my beloved Erebos. I followed Cas there even when I didn't want to because of our friendship in both RL and SL. But I am not cut out for strong RP. I can do simple stuff, but I cannot think fast on my feet when I am thrown a curve ball and Linwe has been doing that to me. Hawk and I had an agreement not to rp together because he is too violent for my tastes and that was fine because there were others to play with. But now Erebos is nearly empty. I catch Swith on occasion but my hours are her late times and I have to stay up late to even play with Cas. So if I decided to just not play with Linwe, there would be no one to play with at all. Better if I move on to another realm.

I will miss Fae Fests, but since there are now no active fae (except Cas) they don't make much sense. And I had planned such hi jinx for Midsummer's Eve. Oh well...

I have retired Fae Emy for a while. It was hard to rp in the early evenings due to my dance rehearsals 3 times a week and I would like to find a place where I feel comfortable as a human. Linri's used to feel like that for me, but it is now long gone and the patrons scattered.

So I bid farewell to Fae Emy. Perhaps she will reappear one day...perhaps not. Cas & Swith & Linwe, I will miss you dearly.

Jordon Joins the Mischief

2010-05-30T12:33:00.004-04:00

Sometimes all you need is a nudge from a mischievous faery

[7:38] Jordon McGillivary: Emy let us go look to the pies
[7:39] Emyly Beaumont looks at jordon: let's see if the baker has any pies
[7:40] Jordon McGillivary: you are in luck
[7:40] Jordon McGillivary: I smell cherry
[7:40] Emyly Beaumont nods: but watch out for the one in the front. It is meat and taters
[7:42] Emyly Beaumont says: my tummy is full
[7:43] Jordon McGillivary: mine also
[7:44] Emyly Beaumont says: what tricks can we play on the villagers? except the baker of course
[7:44] Jordon McGillivary: never the baker
[7:44] Emyly Beaumont nods: the baker is polite. she always leaves pies out
[7:44] Jordon McGillivary: yes
[7:45] Emyly Beaumont says with a bit of ire: the others do not care about us at all. there has been no milk for weeks
[7:45] Jordon McGillivary: someone must have told her how you like your pies
[7:45] Jordon McGillivary: you have your goats now, there is no need to leave milk
[7:46] Emyly Beaumont looks at jordon sadly: you just do not understand true fae
[7:46] Jordon McGillivary: looks shame faced
[7:46] Emyly Beaumont says: it is our nature to play tricks
[7:46] Jordon McGillivary: my mother influenced my formative years
[7:46] Emyly Beaumont grins: I am the best crockery smasher there is
[7:47] Jordon McGillivary: laughs
[7:47] Jordon McGillivary: I guess you hold that honor
[7:47] Emyly Beaumont says: I hear the dressmaker cards and spins wool. we could knot it up for her
[7:48] Jordon McGillivary: nod
[7:52] Emyly Beaumont looks at jordon and sees he is plotting mischief. she grins
[7:53] Jordon McGillivary: hmm
[7:58] Emyly Beaumont asks: what are you thinking jordon?
[7:59] Jordon McGillivary: that flowers down the well would be timely
[8:00] Emyly Beaumont looks at jordon: the nasturtiums that the goats play in
[8:03] Emyly Beaumont girns: I will get the flowers and drop them in the wells. you can kick over the water buckets
[8:04] Emyly Beaumont says with a sly look: then they will know what it is to be thirsty
[8:05] Jordon McGillivary: we have a plan
[8:05] Jordon McGillivary eyes spark with mischief
[8:06] Emyly Beaumont chuckles and flies to the glade to fetch the flowers as she leaves jordon to do the bucket tipping
[8:06] Jordon McGillivary heads for the well to watch Emy pollute it
[8:08] Emyly Beaumont giggles as she drops handfuls of bright red and orange and yellow flowers into the well in the village square
[8:09] Emyly Beaumont smiles as she hears the water run out of the buckets in all the shops and houses except for the bakery. "Good job Jordon!" she shouts.

Emy turns down a dance

2010-05-27T19:05:00.003-04:00

I just turned down one of the dance numbers in the new production of Polyamour. I view Second Life is an extension of myself and I would never dance nude in public. Emy might be "Just Pixels" but that is not a good enough reason for me to show off bosoms and bottoms (or more). And saying that it is "For Art" is not a good enough reason for me either. Jie explained that the song is about sex and two of the dancers will wear nothing but a string thong. The rest of the dancers wear a long sleeved, pants outfit with a scarf around the neck and bare bosoms. She says it fits the dance... But I turned down the dance anyway. Aspen said there are too many dancers so it was good I turned it down. I know I could never do the dance in that costume, but still I wonder why I feel sad about my decision.

A Night Out

2010-05-26T22:48:00.003-04:00

When I am not role playing as a fae, I am dancing. My first season with La Performance is over and I am now trying to make the dance company for Polyamour, the next special performance. I attend a Back to Basics class for an hour on Tuesday and a rehearsal for Polyamour on Thursday. I slip off to dance with Funky Feats when I can, and sometimes I meet up with a good friend for a "date". Tonight we attended two live concerts given by two excellent musicians and we danced of course. It is what I do. Hehe. I just can't seem to stop dancing....

Of Goats and Larger Wings

2010-05-22T08:13:00.012-04:00

When you are tired from cleaning up after goats, all sorts of thoughts occur to you such as "would larger wings attract male fae?"

OR

This is an opinion poll, so feel free to comment.

Random Pictures

2010-04-24T19:55:00.006-04:00

Here is a picture of me dancing on Easter Weekend with an old friend, Hevy Malibu, and the Funky Feats. I have to dance twice as fast to keep up.

Isn't this furrball just adorable? He has these big, sad, orange eyes. I had to become tiny in order to dance with him.

Here I am in my first latex ever, feeling kind of shy. Wouldn't you feel shy if half your body was exposed?

TIny Silly Me

2010-04-24T18:29:00.006-04:00

Being a 4'7" faery has it's problems. Poses and gestures rarely consider my short height so I usually end up lying on the floor or sitting 6" above the chair seat. On the other hand hand, I am the perfect height for sitting on my favorite fuzzball.

There will be a kissing booth at the May Day Celebration in Erebos this year, along with a wedding, the traditional May Pole Dancing and a Bardic Competition. Since the proceeds are to benefit the sim, I volunteered to stand there for a bit. I was very pleased when the carpenter told me she would build a set of pose balls just for me! Now if I can only be sure someone would kiss me. I wouldn't want those pose balls to go to waste....

Being a silly fae has also created some problems this week. One day I was searching for shines and was so distracted by a glint of gold from the hills that I flew into a tree and blacked out. Thank goodness Tori had the presence of mind to carry me (fireman style) to the tavern and ask for help. And Linwe took care of me, healing me and warning Tori to watch out that I didn't fall asleep for a while so as not to go into a coma!

Being fae, I recover quickly, and we were playing hide and seek the next night. I was in my very special hiding place (and no, I won't tell you where it is) when Tori fell down a hill while he was looking for me and landed in the Queen's Pool. He must have hit his head because he couldn't find his way out and drowned. I flew to the village to find a healer and Linwe came back with me to see if she could help. Linwe is very clever and she located him, and pulled him out of the water. She did a spell and resurrected him, so he lived again. But that drowning has affected him strangely. He tried to talk me into giving him my pouch of shinies. I might have considered it if he had not been acting so strangely. After all, he is a friend and I trust him completely. But when the dragons accused me of pushing him in and called me a trouble maker, he had agreed with them, so I was sure he was not in his right mind. I followed after him as he wandered to the tavern and while looking for some tea, he fell down, three times. And the last time he rose, he did not know who he was or who I as or where he was. He finally went upstairs to sleep and I haven't seen him since. I hope he is all right.

Everything's Coming Up Daisies...

2010-04-21T07:14:00.008-04:00

I just love gifts, especially unexpected ones. I woke up in the middle of the night with a migraine, took some medication and logged in to SL to while away the 30 minutes it would take for the meds to work. What a delightful surprise to find that a friend had sent an animation for making a Daisy Chain! And even more delightful to find an old Daisy Chain wreath for my hair when I searched inventory. You know how it goes, things get lost in that big ole closet. And then I remembered a set of fairy silks that I could never stretch small enough to fit my petite 4'7" size as a faery. And, you guessed, they were attached to Daisies! So I got busy with a set of resize scripts that I have and made them fit! Of course, I had to move all the flowers around to cover the "bits" I didn't want sticking out and that took me about an hour. So.... now I have Daisy silks, Daisy Wreath and the perfect animation to sit and make more! See you in world!

If you look closely, you will see that I am munching on a mermaid. I caught it last night and got hungry....

Story Telling at Erebos

2010-04-18T06:10:00.004-04:00

One of the most fun traditions in Erebos is the story telling hour. We hold it around the fire pit and hear poems, stories and songs that speak of other times as well as the current one (in Erebos.) It is similar to the Bardic Circles held by my medieval reenactment group. I sometimes contribute by retelling old folk tales as Emy would have heard them from her granny, who was a wise woman in both the traditional and and contemporary sense of the words. I was very surprised this week, however, when the poem I heard from Linwe, the Elven Elder and Shaman, spoke of me and my first attempt to assist in a battle, even though I was a non-combatant. I very proudly present it here for you. We fought to recover the babies that had been stolen from Erebos, and these babes represented the future and well being of Erebos. For a time after they were stolen, the land was angry and began a slow withdrawal of some of the magic. Emy could not fly in the thick, oppressive air and her glamour had begun to fail. That is why she took such an interest in the battle even though she is a peaceable little fae. This was an outrage that affected her deeply....

A little fairy flew the land
A big bright spoon in tiny hand
She flew with valor, so unplanned
And whopped the foe and then she ran

She flew behind the great brick walls
Hiding there, her face a pall
Of terror born Her skin did crawl
But brave she was and heard the call

Again she rose into the sky
And flew straight at the dark foe's eye
A lure she was, they did espy
Her as she flew, that be no lie!

'Tis just one brave story told
Of those who fought so staunch and bold
Who fought for babes of lore as told
By sages wise and earth so old.

Many fought that day so brave
Their swords and staffs they didst engrave
Upon the hides of those depraved
Who in their hearts did evil crave

A Gift Rejected

2010-04-13T06:19:00.000-04:00

[6:27] Jordon McGillivary: Jordon and Emy retreat from the flames
[6:28] Jordon McGillivary: the village grasses and a hut are on fire
[6:28] Emyly Beaumont wiggles her very overheated toes: that was close. who did that?
[6:28] 2ks Gears searches out any creatures on the land , burning round him , chasing them from there hideouts
[6:29] Emyly Beaumont spies the dragon and flies
[6:29] Jordon McGillivary: we were out in the open
[6:29] Jordon McGillivary moves in a hurry as the grasses light up around him. "that is one pissed off dragon!"
[6:29] 2ks Gears: time for all creatures of Erebos to defend against the dragons
[6:30] 2ks Gears sees the fae in the air as he fires balls of flame towards them
[6:31] Emyly Beaumont has had enough of war from yesterday and flees back to the glade
[6:31] Jordon McGillivary realizes the dragon is out to get everyone, even if they didn't do anything wrong
[6:33] Emyly Beaumont gets flamed and jumps in the water
[6:33] 2ks Gears: wanders if he will leave their bodies burning on the ground or whether to eat them
[6:33] Emyly Beaumont pulls out Dragon Bopper (aka Shiny Spoon)
[6:35] Jordon McGillivary watch out Emy
[6:36] 2ks Gears: boooo
[6:36] Jordon McGillivary, on fire, dives for the water
[6:36] Jordon McGillivary: so much for politeness
[6:37] Jordon McGillivary regrets not pursuing weapon training
[6:40] Emyly Beaumont jumps in the water again, angry at being target practice. and wonders if she can bribe the Ancient One
[6:40] 2ks Gears: now they know the Red is out to get them he wonders why no one come to help them
[6:43] Jordon McGillivary: how sweet it is (for a dragon)
[6:44] Emyly Beaumont flies off, clutching her spoon and vows to never set foot in a dragon cave again
[6:45] Jordon McGillivary: yeah, ‘til the next time his shinies sparkle in the sun
[6:46] Emyly Beaumont wonders if he can be bribed and rummages through her pouch
[6:48] Emyly Beaumont lists her treasures: dragon feather from Derf, a shiny black dragon scale, ,a piece of gold, a silver coin and another treasure she refuses to name
[6:49] Jordon McGillivary cocks an eye at her
[6:49] Emyly Beaumont whispers: he is gone
[6:50] Jordon McGillivary looks around and nods
[6:52] 2ks Gears: waits patiently

A little later
[7:30] 2ks Gears found the fae..........burning time?
[7:30] Emyly Beaumont hears the dragon behind her and squeals
[7:30] Jordon McGillivary turns
[7:30] 2ks Gears looks to the fae: you have shinies for me?
[7:31] Jordon McGillivary: no, not burning time Ancient One
[7:31] Emyly Beaumont says in a wavering voice: I have some shines, yes
[7:31] Emyly Beaumont: but they are nothing that would interest you Ancient One
[7:31] 2ks Gears: i will be the judge of that .....show me
[7:32] 2ks Gears fires a small fireball at the male fae , letting him know how it feels
[7:32] Emyly Beaumont rummages in her pouch and pulls out a shiny spoon: this is very pretty and you can see yourself in it.
[7:32] Jordon McGillivary dodges
[7:32] Emyly Beaumont says, offering it to the dragon: and you are a handsome face to behold
[7:33] Jordon McGillivary: damn
[7:33] Jordon McGillivary heads for water
[7:33] Emyly Beaumont says: what was that for? I am giving you a shiny
[7:33] 2ks Gears smiles at the fae, cause i can that's why
[7:33] Jordon McGillivary stops as the flames die away
[7:34] Emyly Beaumont says: do you like it?
[7:34] 2ks Gears takes the offering from the fae......a spoon.....a spoon......you give me a spoon?
[7:34] Jordon McGillivary pulls an old scratched copper out of his pouch
[7:34] Jordon McGillivary looks at his friend
[7:34] Emyly Beaumont says: but you can see your very handsome face in it
[7:35] Jordon McGillivary: you gave him your weapon?
[7:35] Emyly Beaumont says in a whisper: this is another spoon I have
[7:35] Jordon McGillivary nods
[7:35] 2ks Gears is so confused he has to step away to consider his actions........she gave me a spoon.....shakes his head in disbelive
[7:36] Emyly Beaumont stifles a giggle
[7:36] Jordon McGillivary chuckles to himself
[7:36] 2ks Gears: leaves them a present as he leaves
[7:36] >> 2ks Gears fills a large area with chain lightning.
[7:36] 2ks Gears: share that ......grins
[7:36] Emyly Beaumont hides behind jordon and waits
[7:37] Emyly Beaumont whispers: Is he gone?
[7:37] Jordon McGillivary: he appears to be
[7:37] Emyly Beaumont breathes a sigh of relief: we got off easy that time
[7:37] Jordon McGillivary: nods

Still later:
[7:43] Emyly Beaumont notices the dragon and moves closer to Linwe
[7:43] Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) glances down at the wee little fae looking for scorch marks
[7:44] 2ks Gears flings the spoon towards Emy's head
[7:44] 2ks Gears: you can have that back
[7:44] Emyly Beaumont ducks
[7:44] saia Tigerpaw giggles
[7:44] Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) puts her arm around the fae and pulls her into her skirt
[7:44] Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) looks down
[7:44] Emyly Beaumont smiles at the Ancient One: thank you so much!

Friends

2010-02-22T21:55:00.004-05:00

Emy was overjoyed to find her favorite leaf swing had survived the dragon fire. And she was even happier when her friend Linwe joined her in it, even though she had to endure a lecture from the elven elder about entering dragon caves and taking dragon gold which she promised to never do again. And she was given a pretty new shiny to help her fill her pouch.

A dragon, two fae and shiny things

2010-02-21T11:12:00.001-05:00

[5:53] 2ks Gears looks round his cave immediately noticing some of his gold has gone
[5:54] Emyly Beaumont pats her pouch and smiles: she has just found some new shiny thing
[5:55] 2ks Gears thinks its time the Dragon started collecting from the creatures of Erebos, either gold or limbs, he doesn’t really care which
[5:55] Emyly Beaumont giggles: that ole dragon will never catch me
[5:57] 2ks Gears with a powerful downward thrust of his wings he takes to the skies, building his fire knowing he will release it at someone or something
[5:58] Emyly Beaumont flies off to count the bees in the hive (easily distracted)
[6:06] 2ks Gears flies round looking to find a victim
[6:06] Emyly Beaumont is hungry and finds some berry bushes by the fae tree
[6:08] 2ks Gears sniffs the air, picking up a familiar scent
[6:09] 2ks Gears spies a small figure sitting against the tree
[6:09] Emyly Beaumont nods off to sleep
[6:09] Jordon McGillivary lifts his wings and spreads them going in search of Emy
[6:10] 2ks Gears knows by the time he finds her she will be a pile of ash
[6:10] 2ks Gears wonders if his fire will hurt the wings of the fae as she rests against the wood
[6:10] Jordon McGillivary: the silly fae is probably stuffing herself somewhere
[6:10] Emyly Beaumont wakes when she feels unnaturally worn and notices the ancient one
{6:11] Ancient One (2ks Gears) roars down at the fae " do you have my gold ?"
[6:12] Jordon McGillivary: Emy WAKE UP
[6:12] Emyly Beaumont looks at the ancient one and grins
[6:12] Emyly Beaumont says: but I found it just lying around...
[6:12] Jordon McGillivary: wants to cower behind the tree
[6:12] Jordon McGillivary: Emy! get on your feet and apologize
[6:12] Jordon McGillivary: NOW!
[6:12] Ancient One (2ks Gears) flames the air round her to let her feel the heat of a Dragon
[6:13] Emyly Beaumont puts her hands on her hips: well it was just lying there. obviously no one wanted it
[6:13] Jordon McGillivary reaches over and shakes her
[6:13] Emyly Beaumont sweats a bit and realizes she is in trouble this time
[6:13] Jordon McGillivary: don't be foolish. a dragon always wants his gold
[6:13] Emyly Beaumont looks at jordon for answers: you mean... give it back?
[6:14] Ancient One (2ks Gears) says 'you have a choice return my gold , doubled in value or feel the heat of a Dragon on your back'
[6:14] Jordon McGillivary: yes!!! that is exactly what I mean. before he toasts us
[6:14] Ancient One (2ks Gears) says 'it is good advice .......................'
6:14] Emyly Beaumont ponders this statement for a while and comes to the realization that it is better to be alive to feel the spring than to carry pretty shinies
[6:15] Jordon McGillivary: I'm sure she didn't mean it 2k, well she did, but she is just a foolish fae who likes pretty shiny things
[6:15] Emyly Beaumont digs deep in her pouch and extracts a shiny gold crown
[6:15] Jordon McGillivary: my wings are getting hot, aren't yours?
[6:15] Ancient One (2ks Gears) says 'No one touches a Dragons hoard without being punished'
[6:15] Emyly Beaumont sniffs and hands the crown to the ancient one
[6:16] Emyly Beaumont cries: but it is so pretty and shiny with all those white pearls on it
[6:16] Jordon McGillivary: you'd better grovel my girl
[6:17] Emyly Beaumont sniffs and wipes her nose on her arm: grovel?
[6:17] Jordon McGillivary: yes! grovel and do it well
[6:17] Jordon McGillivary: didn't you hear what he said about punishment
[6:17] Emyly Beaumont looks at jordon and says: you are mean
[6:18] Jordon McGillivary: looks at her incredulously..."mean? I am realistic"
[6:18] Emyly Beaumont says: I do nott want to grovel. maybe he will be happy just if I give it back. then he can go away
[6:19] Jordon McGillivary: hah! only if he takes pity on you
[6:19] Emyly Beaumont giggles: I would not taste very good anyway and I would only be a mouthful
[6:22] Ancient One (2ks Gears) snatches his gold back from from the fae " where is my profit"
[6:22] Jordon McGillivary looks to Emy
[6:22] Emyly Beaumont squeals: your profit? it was just lying around
[6:22] Jordon McGillivary: what else can you give him?
[6:22] Jordon McGillivary: think fast
[6:23] Emyly Beaumont hugs her pouch tightly against her small body and quivers
[6:23] Emyly Beaumont says to the Ancient One: I gave it back
[6:23] Ancient One (2ks Gears) fills the air with fire , letting it go over her head " i want double back what you took"
[6:23] Jordon McGillivary: ....Emmmmy....
[6:24] Emyly Beaumont shakes as she feels the blast form a stream of fire
[6:24] Jordon McGillivary backs away from the flame
[6:24] Jordon McGillivary: don't be foolish, give him a pretty bauble
[6:24] Emyly Beaumont quickly reaches into her pouch and pulls out a shiny diamond ring
[6:24] Emyly Beaumont offers it to the dragon: here, I don’t need this anymore
[6:24] Jordon McGillivary: Ancient One, she did not realize what she was doing
[6:25] Ancient One (2ks Gears) glares down at the two fae , one being guilty , the other being guilty by association " I want gold and i want gold now" he roars loudly into the air
[6:26] Jordon McGillivary inspects his pouch
[6:26] Emyly Beaumont trembles and looks in her pouch again: I only have a shiny rock that linwe gave me
[6:27] Jordon McGillivary knocks aside a travel bar, jerky, a ribbon from a lady...
[6:27] Emyly Beaumont reaches into the pouch and pulls out a piece of gold ore. Not knowing what it is, she holds it out and says: look! it sparkles in the sunlight!
[6:27] Jordon McGillivary and pulls out one lone gold coin
[6:27] Ancient One (2ks Gears) says 'you mean you had a shiney rock linwe gave you " holds out his claws to take the shiney as he watches the male look for his payment"'
[6:27] Jordon McGillivary sighs
[6:28] Jordon McGillivary and hands the gold piece to the angry dragon
[6:28] Emyly Beaumont starts to cry because she has no big shiny things left in her pouch
[6:28] Jordon McGillivary: here you are sir
[6:28] Jordon McGillivary: I hope this will ease your ire
[6:28] Ancient One (2ks Gears) takes both shineys, places them in his mouth for safe keeping , " if you ever go into my cave again i will keep you there "
[6:29] Emyly Beaumont nods and sniffles
[6:29] Emyly Beaumont whispers to jordon: do you think he will go away now?
[6:30] Jordon McGillivary whispers "I do not know, but I hope for your sake he does"
[6:30] Ancient One (2ks Gears) knowing their cave is about here somewhere he sets fire to the surroundings and a few trees to remind them of his power " i will be watching you two very closely from now on "
[6:31] Jordon McGillivary nods and rolls his eyes. see what you caused Emy?
[6:31] Emyly Beaumont looks at the Ancient One and vows to stay out of his sight for a bit
[6:31] Emyly Beaumont watches as her swing goes up in flames
[6:32] Jordon McGillivary bows to the ancient one
[6:32] Ancient One (2ks Gears) beats his powerful wings downwards as he takes to the skies his anger flowing from him as he feels the new shinies under his tongue
[6:32] Jordon McGillivary: you're lucky it wasn't your wings
[6:32] Emyly Beaumont wonders where she will get enough new shinies to fill her pouch
[6:38] Jordon McGillivary: I did not appreciate the need to bribe him to leave me unharmed
[6:39] Emyly Beaumont hangs her head and looks up at jordon, saying in a very small voice: I am sorry
[6:39] Emyly Beaumont wonders again where she can collect some new shinies
[6:40] Jordon McGillivary looks at her "oh well, apology accepted"

La Performance

2010-02-03T12:43:00.007-05:00

I have been rehearsing twice a week with La Performance now and we have fully blocked out 2 of the four dances I am in. Both of the numbers are well choreographed and each is different: one is disco and the other is a love song. This last one will be danced to a live performance by an artist with a lovely voice. I like this number best I think except for the individual platforms we have to dance on. I invariably fall off my stage at the same point every time. I must be doing the turn at the wrong time...

Click here for a video of our latest rehearsal of "If You Can't Give Me Love." I am the one in the orange top and denim skirt. Zap Zhong, who took the video, also took the picture that is now in my profile and in the Symmetry In Motion II ID. Isn't his work great?

La Performance has its own website where you can read about our upcoming performance and all of us. I haven't figured out how to add a picture or bio to my "page" yet, but when I do, I will be just as beautiful as the other girls even if I don't have much to say about my accomplishments.

Simple Role Play

2010-01-30T08:06:00.006-05:00

Erebos is a place where anything can happen, even when you are doing the most mundane things. I had just finished setting up the faery mushroom ring for Sunday's Fae Fest and was discussing the upcoming event with our Queen when the evil drow Hawk appeared on a hill above us.

This is an excellent example of impromptu role play. There were no IMs regarding the outcome of the role play; we just played it as we saw it.

The Actors:
Hawk Repine, Drow
Casandra Shilova, Queen of the Erebos Fae
Emyly Beaumont, Fae

[18:44] Hawk Repine grins a little as he sees the Fae below.
[18:44] Emyly Beaumont notices the drow
[18:45] Emyly Beaumont says: Cas wake up
[18:45] Casandra Shilova shakes her head
[18:45] Hawk Repine fingers his dagger... and moves slowly closer.
[18:45] Emyly Beaumont grins: Hawk has come to dance in our faery circle
[18:46] Hawk Repine's eyes narrow.
[18:46] Hawk Repine: I have come to dance but not in your circle..*grins evilly*
[18:46] Emyly Beaumont moves into the circle and says: this is the only place I dance
[18:47] Casandra Shilova backs away from the look in Hawk's eyes
[18:48] Hawk Repine: I hear the citizens of Erebos are outraged as to the events around Justine.. is this be true?
[18:48] Emyly Beaumont watches Hawk stand just outside the magic ring
[18:48] Casandra Shilova: it is
[18:48] Casandra Shilova moves further into the circle
[18:49] Casandra Shilova begins dancing with Emy
[18:49] Hawk Repine: watches the two.. as his anger grow.. "you best not be dancing now as I will be cutting off your wings!" *he draws his sword*
[18:50] Casandra Shilova looks at him
[18:50] Casandra Shilova: this is a fae circle. it is enchanted
[18:50] Hawk Repine looks at the circle
[18:50] Emyly Beaumont wonders if Hawk dares cross into the faery ring
[18:50] Casandra Shilova: you can not cross over it with harmful intent and have it work to your advantage
[18:51] Hawk Repine looks at the Fae and then the circle.. "I best not cross this line.. no tellin' what you two have set up here"
[18:52] Emyly Beaumont says: it is just a faery circle, and smiles
[18:52] Hawk Repine: turns and walks away.. "there will be another day" *his eyes narrow as he walks away*
[18:52] Casandra Shilova: ...because she really does not want harm to come to Hawk, nods to him

Even though Casandra is Seelie, I think she is too nice to Hawk who always wants to cut off fae wings. I much prefer throwing berries at him....

Twelfth Night Feast

2010-01-24T11:50:00.006-05:00

FIRST REMOVE
Collar of Brawn (pork medallions)
Assorted Cooked Sausages
Mustard Sauce
Garlic Sauce
Soft Cheese

SECOND REMOVE
Chicken Almond
Saffron Rice
Asparagus in Orange Sauce

THIRD REMOVE
Fried Pork
Tarte of Beans (similar to refried beans)
Buttered Cauliflower

FOURTH REMOVE
Spit Roasted Steak
Pepper Sauce
Mushrooms with Leeks
Cheese Lasagna

FIFTH REMOVE
Apple Tarte
Pear Tarte
Mince Tarte (nut & fruit)
Elderberry Cheescake
Jellied Quince
Honey Pralines

Emy patted her stomach again and groaned. Over the two hour duration of the meal she had tried everything on the menu except the meats and the beans and had eaten a piece of each of the desserts. She had filled up the cracks with pomegranate flavored water and had fallen asleep as soon as she arrived home. Now, nearly 8 hours later, she was still feeling replete and vowed not to touch another piece of food for another couple of hours. But she wished she had the recipe for pomegranate water...

Twelfth Night Celebration

2010-01-24T06:12:00.014-05:00

Emy patted her belly and groaned. The winter had been hard and cold. Snow covered the land for much of the early winter and the berries she could find to eat had been withered on the vine. Her stomach grumbled and growled for much of the time and it seemed as if she would never get enough to eat. But yesterday she and the Queen of the Fae had attended Twelfth Night in a distant realm. Upon arrival, Emy was delighted to learn that a feast would be prepared and made arrangements with the keeper of the gate to attend the feast, hours away, but welcome nonetheless. Emy had taken the precaution of packing some of her paints and gilding supplies in her pouch and was pleased to see that a table had been set aside for the use of those who wished to pursue the scribal arts. She claimed a spot by simply setting her paintbox on the table and flew off to say hello to old friends and new. The Queen of the Fae, although not honored with that title in this realm, had already located friends and was chatting away, renewing old friendships and making new ones. Emy visited the vendors who had set up gaily colored wares for sale. She peered into every available bin, looking for shiny things, but finding only natural dyed linen threads, books, lengths of brilliant cloth and the odd bit of clothing she sighed and headed for the table where she pulled out her paints to prepare a picture for the addition of her favorite shiny gold leaf.

A gracious lady in waiting to the Baroness who was hosting the event (with her husband the Baron) offered Emy an invitation to the Reception being held in her honor, so she wandered over and partook of many sweet and lighted spiced delicacies , many of which were new to her. She chatted with some new arrivals and then retreated to the table where she once again became absorbed in her painting while she listened to the Bardic Competition and marveled at the songs that were sung and the stories that were told.

While Emy was listening to these marvelous fabrications, she received a visit from a woman who asked her many questions about the type of gold that had been used in a particular scroll on display on the Arts table. Emy chatted amiably with her, not realizing she was a Laurel of the Queens Arms (and a far more experienced gilder than herself) until the woman beside her revealed this in a whisper. Although awed by the presence of so learned a person, Emy managed to maintain intelligent conversation and offered the woman a couple of sheets of her highly prized shiny gold leaf for her to play with.

A trio of musicians set up in a corner of the hall and Emy's heart began to leap. Now was the time for the dancing to begin! Alas, she could not secure a partner and was forced to watch as all the men in the hall began to dance with their ladies. But Emy watched carefully, noticing many new steps and enjoying the music and laughter. Eventually the musicians and dancers retired to the edge of the hall in preparation for Court of the Baron and Baroness. Becoming a bit hungry by now, Emy squirmed in her seat as she watched the peerage recognize those who had worked on behalf of the event and the Barony. Scrolls and prizes were awarded and Court was mercifully brief. Emy awaited Feast with great anticipation...

A Dream Coming True

2009-12-21T19:28:00.003-05:00

Last night Tori invited me to see the remainder of a choreographed dance production by La Performance and I fell in love with it! So I screwed up my courage and asked about how to join. I interviewed with the leader, Jie Loon, tonight and she accepted me. So she will be teaching a class in the basics and I will be learning, and if I can master the movement, she will use me for 2-3 dances in the next performance! I am so excited I can hardly contain myself. I am listed with the staff on the website and I guess I will need to get a good head shot done so Jie can post it on the site:-) WOO HOO!!!

RIP Gucissa Crimson

2009-12-04T06:30:00.003-05:00

I usually love checking email in the morning. It is a morning chore that I can do while I sip my tea and wake up gently. But this morning I received news that a friend had lost her battle with cancer. I never met this friend in any place other than a virtual world, but the spirit and courage that she exhibited will always inspire me. Sleep well Guci. You will not be forgotten by those who knew you in this world.

Regrets

2009-11-29T10:07:00.003-05:00

I did a foolish thing the other day when I was angry and hurt. I hurt someone I dearly love. There are times when my temper gets the better of me and I lash out blindly without thinking the consequences through. It all comes down to a lack of communication. I have always been afraid to speak up to someone when I think they have hurt me, and I guess I still refrain from confrontation. But I need to stop viewing it as confrontation; it is merely communication, discussion, not argument. I have begged forgiveness, but only time will tell if the hurt is so strong that it will outweigh every other emotion. I pray that it isn't.

Role Play: In search of food

2009-11-22T11:12:00.005-05:00

Fae Emy was starving when she met Jordon, who was also in need of food, and Deodar in the village, where she had gone to search for food. The village wives had gotten wary and there were no pies in sight on any of the windowsills so they headed up to the tavern. Deodar pointed out some pie makings on a table alongside the bar, but Emy didn't know how to make pies, She became angry and vowed to curdle the milk supply if she wasn't fed soon. Deodar suggested that they try a drow's cave where he thought there might be some food. Emy was against this idea until Jordon and Deodar both reminded her that they would be there to protect her. Deodar, who had ranged all over the realm, led them directly to a dark, underground cave where they noticed a fire, but after listening, decided that no one was around. Deodar wrestled the hidden door open and they entered the room silently. Jordon and Deodar both partook of the meat on the platter that the drow had carelessly left out, but Emy shook her head. Her beliefs precluded her from eating anything that had once been living. Fortunately Jordon managed to drag out a basket of apples from his purse just before Emy perished from starvation. While they were eating the three fae curiously looked around the room. They decided it was cold and not very nice. Being careful to remove all traces of their having been there, they silently slipped out and made their way back to the village square.

Breakfast with Chester

2009-11-10T15:51:00.003-05:00

What a pleasant surprise when an old friend I rarely see was in world when I logged on this morning. We danced and chatted and shopped for freebies and chatted some more. I ate my oatmeal mostly cold because I was so caught up in talking with him. I was waiting for some important RL news and he kept me company and encouraged me at the same time. And we finally shared a few details of our very different Real Lives. We have known each other over a year and a half and had never shared specifics, just generalities. And our guesses about each other were correct. It pays to take time to get to know each other. Friends in SL are so supportive.

[7:53] Chester Tarber: If someone told you that you had 3 years left to live, what would you do with that time?
[7:54] Emyly Beaumont: I would walk more
[7:54] Chester Tarber: (and you can't let anyone else you know be aware of your expiration date)
[7:56] Chester Tarber: go on though...
[7:56] Emyly Beaumont: lessee
[7:56] Emyly Beaumont: I would grow flowers
[7:56] Emyly Beaumont: and learn to sing
[7:56] Emyly Beaumont: how is that?
[7:56] Emyly Beaumont: oh - and spend every available dime traveling
[7:57] Chester Tarber: c'est ca? Walk, coven, flowers, sing, and travel?
[7:57] Emyly Beaumont: yep
[7:57] Chester Tarber: can i share with you what i'd do?
[7:57] Emyly Beaumont: yes, please
[7:57] Chester Tarber: exactly what i'm doing now :)
[7:57] Emyly Beaumont: which is?
[7:57] Chester Tarber: trying to be a veterinarian
[7:58] Emyly Beaumont: hmmmm
[7:58] Emyly Beaumont: You make me sound like I should be doing something different right this minute
[7:58] Chester Tarber: ;-)
[7:59] Chester Tarber: walk, travel, plant some flowers, find a group, learn to sing... you can all do these in some form of small doses... why not do them?
[7:59] Emyly Beaumont: How are you so wise at your age?
[8:00] Chester Tarber: It's what you do with your years... a 75 year old may sit around and watch TV all day whilst a 12 year old may encounter and deal with different situations each day... so you tell me who is more wise?
[8:00] Chester Tarber: I've just been through a lot over my years
[8:01] Emyly Beaumont: when I log off a little later I think I SHALL walk
[8:01] Emyly Beaumont: and I will buy flowers for my flower boxes with my first paycheck
[8:02] Chester Tarber: Doesn't that even feel good just saying that?
[8:02] Emyly Beaumont smiles: yes it does, oh wise one
[8:02] Chester Tarber: You've always got to be working towards something... that's life

ARC & Animations Stores

2009-10-30T17:56:00.004-04:00

Immediately following Samhain Fae Fest this Sunday will be a pagan rite which involves much drumming, a fertility dance between the Virgin Huntress and the King Stag and all ritual sacrifice. I have finally selected 12 dances for them. My intent is to put them into a singles dance machine and let them select the dances in the appropriate order as they feel "ready" for them. However, only 5 of the dances I selected are copy, which means I will deprive my Huddles if I transfer them to the other machine. Soooo, I will have to buy duplicates of the 7 I need and, unfortunately, 6 of them are from Sine Wave, the laggiest dance animations store in all of SL. How do I get myself into these situations? I guess I will just strip down to pants and shirt, my lowest prim hair and no AO. Wonder how low I can go?

Halloween Fun

2009-10-29T17:32:00.004-04:00

So what did I do today? Well, I spent 4 hours adapting a medieval "ghost" story for presentation at the weekly Fireside Storytelling in Erebos. This tale was first written down by Gervase of Tilbury in the early 13th century. Gervase was one of the first to travel and "collect" local folklore and this particular tale was from a country called Arles. I have adapted the story a bit to fit the occasion, but it IS folklore and so probably had many forms. I added some emotes for my character, as well as memories she has of her granny telling the tale. And of course, the wording was changed a bit to fit the "chat" method of presentation. But if you want to hear it, you will have to come and sit by the fireside...

I did a bit of freebie shopping as well. I think this year's Halloween freebies are of much better quality than last year's. I need a different costume for each show I do this week and tonight's "Ghoul 2 Ghoul" theme had me baffled until I snagged 3 great freebies that, combined with a couple of things in my inventory, will yield a perfectly ghoulish outfit that fits MY style and the Funk theme. Look for me tonight at Linri's with my little brother Tulsa Sheridan, who is back from his 6 week vacation. I hope he hasn't had a chance to buy bubblegum yet...

OOC: Family

2009-10-25T08:31:00.004-04:00

Sometimes a loss can make you realize exactly what strengths you have. I "lost" my father this week and just came back from the funeral. In actuality I deliberately chose to lose him many many years ago when I moved 600 miles away. Along the way, I lost the greater part of my family. We are spread out over 15 years, so by the time I left the house at 18, I never had the chance to get to know my baby brother at all. There are 5 of us now because we lost a brother about 10 years ago. We only seem to have family reunions for weddings & funerals, but this get together was the best I have ever had.

We are united in our desire to protect Mom and keep her happy & safe. Mom had a stroke a few years back and sustained a bit of brain damage. She cannot cook or remember certain things, but the bright light that made her such a wonderful woman and beloved by all who know her still shone through. And the sparkle that I was afraid Dad had managed to obliterate returned when she realized that all her children were surrounding her. My oldest brother (who is actually a year younger) and I sparred like we always do. He rested his elbow on my head and I punched him (not hard) in the stomach. He sang "short people" and I tugged on his scraggly, red beard and Mom said "Will you two stop it?" We just grinned and hugged each other. I sat on the couch, sipped my tea and realized what a deep well Mom had to draw from: I know enough about trusts and estates so that the brother and sister who are executors will be able to ask me how to proceed and I can offer advice. Al is a farmer and crew chief for Habitat for Humanity and my other brother has his own very successful painting business. My son was able to assist him by accessing my Dad's internet accounts (Steve is quickly learning about computer technology). One of my sisters is head dietitian/nutritionist with a large regional hospital, so she will be able to keep an eye on Mom at the assisted living place she helped locate for her. And the remaining sister has lots of love in her heart and will be able to support where it is needed.

But best of all, I realized that now there is nothing keeping me from returning to live close to family (except the weather, haha). At any rate, I will now make up a family email list and send weekly updates. With Mom moving out of the place where we all used to catch up with other, we will need a "center" to keep us all informed about each other even if it is virtual. And I think I can convince the rest of my brothers and sisters to keep in touch by email now that they see how fast and easy it is (and cheaper than phone calls). Most of us have Dad's penury...

OOC: Be Careful

2009-10-19T11:16:00.006-04:00

I am a member of a group that meets about twice a month to draw pictures, eat snacks & chat up a storm. We envision ourselves as Medieval Illuminators and Calligraphers and call our group a "Scriptorium." (And before you get the wrong idea, I will tell you right away that I am NOT an artist. I can fake it with the best of intent by using a light table, a french curve and a straight edge.) Most of what we do involves going through gorgeous period art books and internet museum sites and saying "oooooh I want to do that!" After we find an exemplar, we decide whether to reproduce it or just let it serve as inspiration. Because we mostly do borders for award scrolls, we usually choose to let the artwork serve as inspiration. I am NOT good at sketching so I always need a lot of encouragement from the others before I even attempt to think about drawing figures or cute little beasties and I usually get it! Yesterday, I had begun to gild a mid 15th century border I had prepared at an earlier session when I upset the gilding glue onto the card stock! This is not the first time I have spilled something on my scrolls: I am an impatient person and rarely take the time to carefully set up my work area. Needless to say, the paper was ruined and very very sticky. The glue dries a bit slowly and sometimes it never completely dries out. Fortunately, the border was a simple geometric that I had planned to gild, paint and then apply white work onto so I have spent a few hours this morning recreating my work onto another piece of card stock.

I started by measuring out the "frame" that will surround the calligraphy. The border is very simple geometric design with 1/4" edges surrounding a 3/4" center. I left white space of 1" surrounding the sides and top of this design and a 1 1/2" white space at the bottom edge so that the scroll can be matted by the recipient if he/she so desires. In the center of the bottom design is a 1 5/8" circle which I will leave unpainted so I can fill in the appropriate badge at a later date. In the center of the top and sides is an "X" made by the crossing of the two 1/4" edges. This gives a little interest to the design and is actually the way the exemplar looks. The small edges of the border will be gilded and the space enclosed by the gold edges will be painted bold colors of ultramarine, crimson and green. These larger rectangles will then be painted on top with what is called "white work."

After I measured out and sketched the design in pencil, I "inked in" the outline so I can see it better when I paint. And no matter how carefully I draw with the pen, I always make a mistake. Then the trick is to hide the error! So now I have a 9 x 12 sheet of bristol board with the outlines drawn in pen and a big mistake where I forgot to draw in the top "X." Now I must make a decision whether to draw up the design again or just work the error into the design. /me gets up to blog about being careful...

A new home for Tori & Emy

2009-10-06T13:06:00.005-04:00

Tori is building us a new home; it is a Greek Villa and will include a kitchen & bathroom. The house is white stucco of course, with two patios on the first floor and a balcony on the second that overlooks the island. The floors are tiled with a rich brown ceramic that looks very much like the tiles that surrounded the hearth in one of the houses I owned in my Real Life. I have already set out an arbor for us to sit in and the wooden table & chairs from the old house. I can't wait til Tori locks the whole thing down and I can begin to furnish it.

I am in charge of the meadow he wants around it. I have been shopping around all morning and have located some really terrific 1 and 2 prim landscaping items, but they are not cheap! I have noticed that the best meadows are built with grasses & plants, so I purchased a plot of wild daisies that change color on touch and some meadow grass. I already have a butterfly emitter, so that will make a total of 3 prim for a great piece of meadow... But now I have all these other ideas, such as, how can you have a meadow that isn't surrounded by trees? and we need a path down to the dance floor so I can find it, and Tori you need to flatten the land and remove the pond and your pillows so you can flatten the land and I can set up a really great meadow!

Anyone still reading me?

2009-09-08T18:56:00.007-04:00

I know it's been a while since my last blog. I can make lots of excuses: new computer and haven't figured out how to crop pics yet; busy RL for a change; nothing noteworthy to blog about. The truth is I sort of fell into a sadness and got lazy.

So what's new? Well, Tori has a fabulous new skin that has turned him into a heartthrob. He always had terrific cheekbones and a great craggy face but now I am carrying around a big stick to fight off the women who will want to make a play for him when they see him. Hands off, ladies! He's Mine!!!

I have gradually been getting more bold with my role play and actually talk to others within a role play when Cas isn't present. Nothing drastic - simple subjects, but I am working on my reactions to keep them within my faery character.

I filled my circle this Sunday during Party Funk for the first time in months. I have gotten close several times, but this week I made it. I love Linri's Palace; it is my second home. The people are all so friendly and caring. I always feel welcome and loved. And I especially like being able to dance there with Tulsa Sheridan. His music is upbeat and feel good. Until Tulsa proposed our getting together and doing a show, I had never heard of funk music - but I have to say I love it.

I am still doing Blues on the Beach with Winston Zaius at Linri's Palace. I choreograph couples and he plays fun blues. Sometimes he really challenges me. Choreography for couples is so different than choreo for singles. For one thing, I change dances for singles much more often, about every 15-30 seconds and use about 12-18 animations per song. In couples, I often let the dances cycle more than once; the nature of couples dance is (usually) relaxed. Even so, I only have 50 couples anims as opposed to about 125 active anims for singles. And this can make choice challenging. I am very fussy about the animations I use. I refuse to use awkward, jerky anims; I much prefer motion capture dances. While some of these are very dramatic and a bit overdone, they are far smoother and much more realistic. And, like I said, I am very fussy.

Tulsa is taking a 6 week vacation in RL half way around the world and he might not be able to stream while he is away. I will miss our shows very much, so if you are someplace and want to share a great DJ with me, please call me. And I will keep my calendar as up to date as I can. I have posted a link to it on the left side of my blog. Please note that it is in EST rather than SLT, so be careful to translate the show times to your own schedule.

Take care all, let me know if you are still reading me and keep on dancing. I love you!!!

Faery Things

2009-08-02T09:43:00.000-04:00

Cas gave me a line on some really cute faery outfits yesterday so I indulged myself and bought a couple. They are really adorable with the prim roses all over them!

I wanted to show you my sail boat, too. It is only 3 prim and very easy to handle. The blue poseball is a swimming animation. I used it to swim all over Erebos yesterday.

The Garden of Da Vinci (part 3)

2009-07-29T13:22:00.001-04:00

Remember the curious structure in the picture of us hugging on the island? Well, it was a rocket ship. Yes, you heard me: a rocket ship. This IS the Garden of Da Vinci after all. It was a rocket ship to Mars, so we took it. Saying goodbye to earth, we set off for the skies once again to explore the red planet.

We tooled around the planet in the cutest little land rover, and then after making sure we had a landmark so we could return to this remarkable place, we took the ship back home.

I remember seeing a Jules Verne like submarine on the ocean floor, so I am sure we will be back very soon to visit this amazing place.

The Garden of Da Vinci (part 2)

2009-07-29T12:43:00.000-04:00

After a very peaceful ride (I didn't end up in the water once, thanks to Tori's unusually careful handling of the boat) we arrived safely at a tropical island where we hugged for a few minutes and watched a whale cavort in the waves. Look over our heads for a glimpse of the whale. Note the curious structure in the left background. I will talk about that a little later.

Then we took a magic carpet ride way up into the clouds where we discovered a fabulous desert oasis with a huge tent that contained four smaller pavilions with curtains that could be drawn closed for privacy. You could change the radio to any one of several Middle Eastern stations and refreshments consisting of beer and green tea were available. Outside the tent was a snake that you could charm and another magic carpet which I tried to pilot. What fun that was!

The Garden of Da Vinci (part 1)

2009-07-29T10:29:00.000-04:00

I knew I was in for either trouble or a great time when Tori started changing clothes. I mean, he donned a purple tee shirt and green sweat pants with black & orange engineer boots AND a checkered hat with a teapot pouring tea! I immediately insisted he changed the boots. Then he challenged me to dress wacky! So I put on a fluffy green mini skirt, an orange blouse, purple tights and red engineer boots. I had a matching hat, so I wore that too. Then he said: To the Zoo! Imagine our disappointment to find the zoo closed. We were all dressed up with no place to go. Not to worry, he had Plan B ready. "Dress Renaissance" he said. But then he put on a lovely 17th century baroque outfit complete with powdered wig. Not to be outdone, I matched him (I just love picking up random bargains) and donned my own curled and powdered wig. The carriage he sent for me arrived at a fantastic castle in the Garden of Da Vinci. What an amazing build. Be careful when you traverse the drawbridge! It can land you in the moat or the dungeon! The castle itself has three stories and lots of famous tapestries including parts of the Bayeux tapestry and several with the lion and unicorn on them which pleased Tori, of course.

After a few unsuccessful attempts to rez a working barge, Tori found a gondola in the lower depths of the castle and took me a boat ride. Along the way we saw primitive cave drawings and lovely scenery.

Busy Sunday (part 2)

2009-07-27T14:51:00.000-04:00

Before the wedding festivities were over, I hurried home to Eirini and shape-shifted back to human. A friend of Tori had asked us to produce a video of her and her boy friend dancing to "The Way You Look Tonight." I spent about an hour on Saturday picking just the right dances to match the soft quiet mood of the song and was pleased with what I had chosen. Tori spent some time with her On Sunday morning choosing the right atmosphere, changing the texture on my dance floor (which was wood so I could practice on it) and generally cleaning up the area. He even made the flower pot into a "dance anywhere" remote so nothing ugly would intrude on the mood. Then the big problem was where would I put my dance ball (he said in the ground and I said NO WAY) and where I would stand so I would be out of the way as I drove the dances. I finally placed the dance ball on the patio where it would be safe and stood down on the beach which ws close enough for me to cam on the couple as they danced. Two and a half hours later (yeah, I was tired, but Tori was probably exhausted) he had enough footage to make a video. I am looking forward to seeing the finished product. I had a peek at the first 42 seconds he made - and it is so romantic I had tears streaming down my face. And I know his friend was happy because she told me about it! This is a cropped screen shot from raw video footage.

After the filming was over, Tori and I went to our favorite dance place to be alone and talk for about 30 minutes before he logged off and then I logged off to nap until my evening performance.

Busy Sunday (part 1)

2009-07-27T10:47:00.001-04:00

I can remember when my Sundays were days to laze around, reading books and waiting for Tori to meet me and for my evening show. Well, yesterday was one of the busiest, but most rewarding, days of my life. It began with a wedding at 10 AM SLT. Another small fae and I were flower girls. Our job was to scatter white petals from our flower baskets and try to stay out of trouble. Which we mostly managed to do, but we were pretty bored at rehearsal on Saturday and I almost fell asleep. The bride was a beautiful fairy in white and her groom was a very handsome elf. It was an inter-racial marriage, but the only person who seemed to be unhappy about it was Linwe, the elf race leader. I personally have a preference for a male elf, so I am hoping Linwe doesn't find out and get upset with me. (I just love the shiny thing my elf gave me to wear. He says it is a human custom.) Anyway, the fae and elf race leaders both spoke at the wedding and addressed the couple. Linwe wrote the most beautiful poem for them. (She is a bard.) And the minstrel Swith (who had found a dress to wear instead of the rags she usually has on) played on her lute. Of course, I just had to dance 'cause Swith plays such beautiful music, so I invited everyone to join me. The cake was beautiful too, my piece was full of blue butterflies. Here is a picture of me in my flower girl dress. Xavia and I were so cute!

A day in the life of a fae

2009-07-23T14:48:00.001-04:00

Ever wonder what faeries do in the morning? I usually start out by thinking. Sometimes I sit on the top of a well.

Sometimes I sit on a mushroom.

And sometimes I sit in the eagles nest.

But those nests are pretty dirty, so then I have to take a bath.

After that, I like to fly around in the forest. But you have to be careful of the wild animals such as this boar.

You need to be quick because the deer like to chase you and knock into you.

But I sometimes meet up with friends, such as Etoile Soulstar. She is the cutest faun I know and likes to giggle and be silly as much as I do.

All that thinking and flitting and playing makes me very hungry so I look for something sweet to eat. The tavern always has fresh fruit and respberry pie. Doesn't it look yummy?

Of course, eating so much food makes me very sleepy so I look for my favorite flower and take a nap til lunchtime!

Mellow Blues

2009-07-16T07:06:00.000-04:00

Tulsa's girl Feenix was online last night, so I gave him the night off. He brought her out to Blues on the Beach anyway, and it was great to see and hear him enjoying himself with her. I have spoken with her a couple of times and her humour is a perfect foil for his. I like her a lot. I sent out my usual "I need a date" notice, with the result that I have a partner for Thursday night dances (and I think he will be a regular, I will have to check.) But last night I danced with the DJ! I got lost in the music a few times and kept forgetting to switch dances (/me makes sad face here) but I had a lovely time. Winston's mix seemed to be a little more evenly balanced between slow and mid tempo this week and that suited me just fine. I love his selection of blues - in fact I have been "following" him for a long time, even trying to go out and dance/listen to him when he did sets at The Pink Rose. He is West Coast, so his sets tend to be late for me. Last night was no exception. With a little encouragement he can be induced to run over and it was 12.30 AM EST before I logged off with the result that I am very tired but happy. I apologize for the lack of pictures, but I rarely remember to take photos when I am working. If you have never been to one of Winston's blues sets, I advise you to try. They are perfect for mellowing out....

SL Woes

2009-07-10T17:36:00.000-04:00

I have been struggling with serious SL troubles over the last couple of weeks. In most sims, everything I type in OC or IM is doubled. Whenever I pay for anything, the transaction occurs twice. Group notices are sent out double, too. When I try to rez anything that is copy, it rezzes twice. Dressing is nearly impossible. System clothes (shirt, pants, skirt, undergarment layers) usually do not load until I relog. Prim clothes either try to load twice - or not at all, in which case I have to choose each piece individually. To make things worse, my home sim is one of the sims that is affected. Fortunately, Linri has been allowing me to dress in her bridal house. And let's not talk about duplicate menus dropping down when I choose dances. SL is quickly becoming NO FUN at all. I really will be glad when LL has discovered what the problem is. As of this blog they are monitoring my av again. We have tried numerous things at my end of the connection and nothing seems to help. I even called the ISP and had them reset the connection at their end, with no improvement. And of course, they are clueless. OK Rant over....

Fireworks on Capital Hill

2009-07-05T11:05:00.000-04:00

Yesterday was Independence Day and Tori and I went in search of fireworks. I searched and found an entry in Showcase: Celebrate the 4th of July, Canada Day or any special occasion with friends and a firework show in Second Life. What a disappointment to find this was a shop and there were no samples or demonstrations to be had. We then tp'd to another club advertising the existence of fireworks, but the fireworks machine appeared to be broken. Finally, Tori located a place called the Capitol Hill South with a promise of continual fireworks. We arrived on a vast green lawn that reminded me of the park my parents always took us to so we could watch the fireworks show on the Fourth of July. We located some folding chairs, settled in and proceeded to see some amazing particles. And the timing was perfect; just as we settled in I began to hear the boom from my RL city's celebration! I remembered to take some pictures. I hope you enjoy them.

/>

Party Funk at Linri's Palace

2009-06-29T12:16:00.000-04:00

The set last night with Tulsa was an unqualified success. He is a very professional announcer and I love his voice - upbeat and happy. His jingle tells a little bit about him: it tantalizes and teases about where he lives. His choices of music ranged from lively to ballads, but he didn't take requests, so it stayed strictly within theme which was great for me! True, I like variety, but usually i can handle the DJ's choices. It is patrons who want Metallica in the middle of a Broadway themed set who drive me nuts! Or ask for a rap in the middle of a romance set. /me shakes her head.

Attendance was not bad for a DJ with no true following yet. And I think Linri would like us back, so I will have to do PR like crazy to announce the show. Most of my followers are EU or EST and 6-8 is a bit late for them. Wish we could do a 4-6 on Sunday at Linri's, but I think that slot is taken. So, plan on joining us next Sunday at 6-8 for another great show. Tulsa can present the music and I can make you dance, but it is your chatter and laughter that complete the circle.

OOC: Don't read if you want sugar coated Emy

2009-06-29T07:53:00.000-04:00

I am Jonesing for my Tori fix. Between my busy RL weekend and his RL schedule, not to mention living 5 time zones apart, we haven't met up in the last few days and the IM we shared was not very satisfactory. It seemed to me that the friends I spoke with the last few days were cranky, but now that I think about it, I am sure that was just my reaction.

crank⋅y /{krang-kee] : ill-tempered; grouchy; cross: I'm always cranky when I don't get enough sleep.

I haven't been getting enough sleep at night because I wake up at 2.30 AM with a brain that worries about my lack of income. And I wake up cold at 4.00 AM. And I had some upsetting news two days ago when my son announced that he was seriously considering entering the military!

I don't think wars are merited. I know friends who never returned from Vietnam, and I was married briefly to a Vietnam vet. Later, I was married for a long time to a Navy man. I have a few Vietnam vets numbered amongst my friends today as well as peacetime military retirees, too. So I understand the need for enforcement. But there has to be a better way to settle differences than people killing each other. And I thought my son believed the same thing. I feel as if I am being betrayed, but perhaps I should be grateful that he can make his own decisions in an intelligent matter. He is a very smart young man and I am inordinately proud of him. He tested with the highest mark on the aptitude tests and has recruiters calling him so he will be able to pick and choose. But I still hope he choose a different course.

And now, back to Emy.

Hot Water!

2009-06-23T15:13:00.000-04:00

I woke up in Eirini this morning to discover that Tori had installed Solar panels on the roof of the villa. They will heat the water so it will be hot and we can finally have running hot water! I won't have to heat the bath water in buckets over the campfire. What a luxury! Now all we need is a shower...

I spent the better part of two hours looking for an acceptable Macarena dance. I had put off getting this dance because it is like "thriller" and the "time warp"; everyone wants the whole song to be nothing but that dance, and I am too stubborn to dance that way. I went to at least 6 shops before I ended up at Abranimations. The prices ranged from L$50 to L$200 and the quality ranged from -1 to 8.5 (on a scale of 0 to 10.) It is amazing how different the animations were. A couple of them were based on the original jerky freebie (which I could not locate), some of them were too slow and one was a copy of one of the others, although it put me slightly canted forward instead of straight up. And that was the one selling for L$200! /me shakes her head in disgust. Abranimations animations are not my favorite dances. I am not exactly sure why 'cause I can't seem to put my finger on it, but the dances seem slightly off to my eye. So I am very careful when I buy a dance there. But I think I found the best of them....

Hot and Cold (and Hot Again)

2009-06-23T06:19:00.000-04:00

Last night Tori and I traveled. We started out in Africa, looking at the fauna: giraffe, elephants, pelican, zebras, hippos and even a fly-eating frog! Then we found some inner tubes floating in the river and jumped in.

We said hello to the zebras but avoided the hippos. We stopped to take a shower under a waterfall and then continued on down the river. We found a cave under another waterfall, but oddly enough, we had to stand around while inside it. There were no sits that we could see. We ended our visit with a dance in a red tent. Much to our surprise, that tent proved to be a very busy location! People popped in and out every two minutes. We had been discussing the weather, so Tori found an ice hotel and he tp'd me over.

I had never heard of an ice hotel, but apparently they DO exist outside of SL. The entire structure is made of ice, with ice chandeliers and ice beds, which are covered in furs. It sounds truly unique and a fun mini-vacation. And the Ice Hotel in SL is unique too. There is even an animation for slipping on the ice as you enter. It makes one wonder if this is a common occurrence in the RL hotel. We saw deer out side and lovely, lovely scenery. Then we spotted a kick sled and I just had to take a ride!.

Tori obliged and we had a lovely time moving about the sim until Tori ended us up in the water as usual (did I ever tell you about his boat rides?) We quickly abandoned sled and then headed for the beach at home where we donned bikinis and warmed up in the sun.

Mars Exists

2009-06-22T10:26:00.001-04:00

Can you believe that I have been in SL over two years and have never been to visit the greenies? Well, Tori took me there Saturday! And what fun I had. I had so much fun I forgot to take pictures! I kissed a frog, but he must have been the wrong kind 'cause he sure didn't turn into a prince. And I got into a snowball fight with Tori in the freezer. Oh!! Didn't I tell you that Greenies are very very tiny aliens who like to make trouble? They will cook green eggs and ham on your stove and spill the soda and sugar all over the counter top! They let mice out of mouse traps too. And then we found the greenie outfits and joined the greenies in their mayhem. We tp'd over to Linri's in all our green splendor and danced. And the DJ said something about asparagus (or was that broccoli, I really wasn't paying attention,) but he obviously didn't understand aliens at all. Then we went to Mars. And yes, it is very, very red, but has been developed by man, which is a pity. It's carmine red color is absolutely lovely and should have been left alone by mankind.

Exciting new show!

2009-06-22T09:59:00.000-04:00

Party Funk is the name, and it will be presented by Tulsa Sheridan (my little brother) and me next Sunday night from 6-8 at Linri's Palace. I have heard much of his mix and love, love, love it! I am very excited about Tulsa doing his own thing (it's about time in my estimation) and am overjoyed to be dancing to his funky music selections. If you know Tulsa at all, you will have to agree that he would never play an ordinary set of music. Some of it is that funky jazz which I love so much! Wonderful Linri, who loves to help out new DJs, agreed to let us give it a try. I don't know whether this will be a single shot deal or if it will work into something bigger. (he may not like being a DJ.) Tulsa insisted that we be marketed as the team that we are. So last night after I left Linri's, we caught up with each other and discussed things like tip jars and what to wear. Hehe - a brother and sister act - what fun! And will I give him a hard time? Come and find out!

BBBC #6 - FINAL

2009-06-19T11:19:00.000-04:00

What did you get out of your experience? Do you think it will change the way you blog in the future?

/me muses. I think this experience has made me realize that I am NOT a dedicated blogger. Yes, I like to share my experiences with others, but only when I truly have something to share. I don't think this experience will change how I blog. I work best at my own pace and my current frequency and manner of blogging is best for me. But I have found several new blogs to follow, if only because they they write from the heart, about things that matter to them. And, in that respect, this challenge has been rewarding.

Keep on blogging, all of you, as often or as infrequently as you desire. Just be sure you actually have something to say!

BBBC #4 - Trading Places

2009-06-17T16:20:00.000-04:00

If there was someone you could trade places with for one day in Second Life, who would it be and why? Bonus points if you find this person and snap a picture with them!

Hmmmm, there are so many people I admire in SL that that I am not able to pick one to trade places with. Instead I will list attributes of each one and build my own persona. This is by no means a complete list, but merely the ones that came quickly to mind...

Rebbecca Riggles = Derring-do
Casandra Shilova = Style
Tori Liebling = Gentle, easy going manner
Adrianna Biziou = Grace and beauty
Bridget Menczel = Ability to build
Gucissa Crimson = Unflappable spirits
Chester Tarber = Charm
Tulsa Sheridan = Steadfastness
Linri Jewell = Determination

Phew! I hope tomorrow's assignment is easier

BBBC #3 - A Sim of My Own

2009-06-16T11:39:00.000-04:00

You've been given a sim of your very own to use for free for one year. However, there are 3 rules. It cannot be residential, it cannot be commercial, and it has to be open to the public. What do you do with it?

I loved the first Chania build that Tori did, so I would have him rebuild it, but I would incorporate a few changes. I would leave the harbor and the buildings as they were with the Blue Cafe opening onto the market square. One of the buildings would house paintings and photographs of Crete for everyone to see. The harbor would not only have boats at anchor, but also boats that could be sailed around the island. The music would be themed throughout the day and gradually change from fast and lively during the day to slow and romantic at night.

I would invite street performers to entertain in the square and story tellers to tell tales. The Blue Cafe would offer wines (from the island vineyard) and coffee to everyone who came to listen to the stories and to dance. There would be dancing 24/7. Anyone who wanted could go to the Blue Cafe and learn to choreo. And there would also be space available for choreographers to practice alone if they so desired.

An area would be set aside for musicians to practice using the stream. This would be by reservation only and they could invite friends to listen to them and provide feedback.

Another area behind hills would be left natural, with no music except the sounds of crickets, birds and the distant howl of an animal. Deer would roam the forest, birds would fly in the trees, butterflies and sprites would flit through the forest. It would rain: random rains of differing strengths. and this rain would randomly traverse the entire sim, not just the woods. Plenty of cuddle spots, trees to climb, waterfalls and ponds to swim in, and lots of childish pleasures would lie hidden in woodsy places.

Chania would be a haven for everyone - a bit of peace and a welcome for all.

BBBC #2 - The Perfect SL Day

2009-06-16T11:00:00.000-04:00

Describe what your perfect Second Life day would be like.

I am not sure I could describe the perfect SL day. I like them all, imperfect and different as each of them are. I catch up with different friends every day and that gives me a variety of interests. Sometimes I freebie shop and sometimes I shop for new dances. Sometimes I look for a new place to explore with Tori on those special nights when we have more than an hour to spend to gether. And I am always planning for the next special event.

I CAN tell you the perfect ending for my SL day however: a dancing gig of two hours duration with $1000 in tips so I can buy at least 1 new dance and still have enough left over to save towards tier. I don't want to get rich, but I would like to meet my SL expenses comfortably. Sometimes it would be fun to actually be able to CHOOSE and BUY a new dress instead of taking freebie offerings. This set would be followed by time with Tori. We would dance and talk and share our days, just the two of us, holding and loving each other.

I no longer do as many singles dances as I once did. Clubs much prefer their hostesses to dance the patrons, and of course, the hostesses love the tips. I do not like to hostess and choreo at the same time because I make so many changes in the animations that I have to pay attention to the music and the dance. And I tip the hostesses in accordance with how helpful they are by announcing how to use the dance system and asking for tips for me. Couples choreo is a bit more relaxing for me because I tend to let the dances cycle more than once, but usually no more than twice. In singles, I try to never repeat an animation in any one song. But I have trouble answering IMs and Open Chat because I am so busy. I love it when Tori is beside me for the dance: singles or couples, it does not matter. I just look at him and feel calmed by his presence. We do not chat in IM as much as most people assume we do. Instead I am busy with the dance and I am fortunate that he is so understanding of this and doesn't mind.

Big Bad Blogger Challenge Post #1

2009-06-14T08:36:00.000-04:00

The Big Bad Blogger Challenge for June: Update your blog every day for one week starting June 14th, and the last challenge post will be June 19th.

How long have you been a blogger?

I have been blogging here since August 2008, just after the first Fae Fest that I choreographed. In the beginning it was not hard for me to blog daily because I had so much to say and plenty of time in which to compose it. It was fun to put my thoughts and feelings out for anyone to see, even though I have so few readers. And then the blog developed into a way for me to explain how dancing fills a hole in my heart. And to explain the process to everyone else who asks me how to do it. It is no secret, but I get so lost in the movement and the music that I have little time to chat or talk in IM. So I can use this place to communicate.

How has it enriched your life?

This is my Second Life blog - they are Emy's feelings and hopes and failings. But a blog, by its nature, is not a diary with a lock to which you only have the key. It is public and I should expect a readership. I made mistakes and let my feelings hang out on occasion and the feedback was not always pretty. So I have learned (I hope) to keep my stronger feelings in check and now I only blog when life is good.

Rez Day Party

2009-06-14T06:48:00.000-04:00

I finally have a few pictures from the rez day party that Tori and I shared last Saturday. I was having so much fun that I never got around to taking pictures. The food table was full of food, the dance floor was full of dancers and my heart was full of love. My friends gave me some superb pictures, but they aren't full perm, so I can't take them out world and show them here. I went back this morning to take a few pictures of the Pavilion in Vanity Fayre where we held the party. It is so romantic and belongs to a friend of mine who was gracious enough to allow us to use it.

Last night Cas sent me some pictures via email and I will show my two faves here. This is her dancing with my brother. The theme colour was lilac and Cas' dress was perfect with it's pretty lace petticoat.

And this is the picture I like best. I have so few that show Tori's craggy good looks. And those pants are fabulous on him! I think that is Gucissa in the corner, but I only have eyes for Tori.

Celtic Gods & Goddesses

2009-06-13T21:47:00.000-04:00

I love doing themed events, but they always leave me so exhausted. The prep starts with being sure I have appropriate dances. Since the gig was Celtic, and I have danced with Ot before, this was a simple matter. Then, I need to be sure I am dressed in character. I googled "Celtic goddess" to search for one that would suit me and stumbled upon Airmid, one of the lesser known goddesses of healing. But Airmid was an interesting woman on her own: a druid, a healer and a strong woman. Learn her story here.
Not having any idea what a Celtic goddess would wear, I decided it should be green because that is color for healing. I remembered a dress I have that is close to 14th century and found a druid's staff in my inventory. I found the "Greek goddess" hair I wore over a year ago to another theme party at the original Blue Cafe and tinted a veil green. I thought I looked stunning, but I think Tori would prefer me as I normally am.

Gucissa took this picture of my Celtic god tonight and I wanted to share it with you. I wait all day to see him and the time we spend together is never enough. He left early tonight and I was hoping to spend time with him. When I choreo, I have little time to IM and speak with anyone, and tonight was no exception, dealing with a delay in dances of up to 6 seconds and an unresponsive HUD. I will be away in RL tomorrow and won't be on until well after he has logged off. I miss him already and my heart is aching...

Stalking the lucky chair

2009-06-11T15:02:00.001-04:00

I must be crazy. Yesterday I spent about two hours standing in front of a 20 minute lucky chair waiting for "E" to come up. I went back today and spent three and a half hours more in front of that chair. While I was there I bought a beautiful skin but I was beginning to think I would never get the crimson dress. It was worth it though. I can't wear the dress for singles dancing, but it should be okay for couples. I think I will wear it tonight!

Mer Dances

2009-06-10T19:07:00.000-04:00

I promised I would list all the mer dances I had in my HUD in case any of you had others. I am looking for as many as I can find, so if you have others, please let me know the name and the creator so I can find them. Any help you can give me would be awesome!

dancing with the fishies
MerAffectionDance
MerArabesque
MerBackflip1
MerBackflip2
MerBackFlip3
Merbasictwirl
MerDanceDoubleSpin
MerDanceF
MerDanceG
MerDanceTurn
MerFlip
MerHula1
MerHula2
MerJumpforJoy
MerlDanceRondo
MerlDanceSpin1
MerlDanceSpin2
MermaidDance
MerTwirl
Sea Angel
Somersault1
somersault2
Sway Dance
Flowy Mermaid Dance
Gj-Merdance-3
MerDance1Chim
MerDance2Chim
MerDanceBall8B-32708
MerdanceBall9A2-32808
MerClubClap
MerClubHop
MerClubSideBySide
MerClubWaggle
MerClubWiggle
Tail Whip
MerWiggleSpinDanc

Cuddles with Tori

2009-06-09T10:54:00.000-04:00

Tori and I found this really charming place to dance the other day. It is called The Love Bugg Club and while it didn't have any Volkswagens there, it did have a dance ball full of very fun standing cuddles and dances. Here are a few samples.

And before you ask, no, Tori did not propose. He invited me to a romantic dinner for two. :-)

Refreshments

2009-06-04T15:55:00.000-04:00

I am so proud of myself! Yesterday I took the food items that Tori had created, placed them on the plates (which he also made) and made food givers out of them! And not only that, but I also put scripts & animations in the food! I was fortunate enough to find an excellent free set of "sip scripts" that let me animate once I "wore" the food. But of course, I also had to position the individual food items in my hand so that it would reach my mouth! Hehe. What fun! And I found a script that gave a choice of sandwiches for the sandwich platter. So I modded Tori's salmon sandwiches and made cucumber and watercress sandwiches too. I really learned a lot while I built these items: primarily that I don't want to spend my life building items. I will never compete with the pros, but the food looks yummy and I had fun. Please excuse my foot in the picture.

Pictures

2009-06-04T08:09:00.001-04:00

This is from last night's Formal Blues on the Beach at Linri's Palace. Winston Zaius does a great blues set and I was so happy to be dancing with him again, but we must get the word out! He is an SL treasure. There were about 5 couples here at one point, but his following is small and the time slot is late for most of my dancers. I have missed him and the old gang...

This my shopping/gosssip/gotowhenIneedbuildinghelp buddy Bridget Menczel. Isn't she gorgeous? She is beautiful inside too

And this is one of my favorite hats...

Mer-Folk Dancing

2009-06-02T15:02:00.000-04:00

I think I am set - finally. I have about 35 usable mer-dances. Not a lot, but I started dancing with fewer way back a year ago in January. I finally found the mermaid outfit I wanted to wear. I love the pink one I found as a freebie, but it has no shoulder fins and the pants are cut so as to show a LOT of my legs! I checked to see who the designer was and located her store - not an easy feat because she never removed the incorrect location from her picks! Anyway, I made a bid on one of her other outfits and bought it for L$151: a gorgeous blue/pink/purple "Las Vegas" mermaid tail & fins. Suitable for dancing, of course. It still shows leg (not as much) but the design goes with the style. I have laid out a dance formation in Aglarond Bay. It sort of glows in the dark and changes color when the mermaids dance on it. I haven't figured out why - but I love the effect! TinaMarie sent me her playlist and I have been locating music and practicing! WOW! Is everyone in for a real treat! The music is eerie, soft, bouncy and beautiful and every single piece is related to the sea or flowing water in some fashion. This music will lure many a mortal to the sea. I say to you sailors and pirates: BEWARE!

A Night With Tori

2009-05-31T13:27:00.000-04:00

We began last night by planning for our party. We were born about a year apart in the beginning of May so a joint rezday party created a perfect excuse to get our friends together. I had previously arranged for a choreographer so I would not have to work at my party and this week I located the perfect place to hold the party - a beautiful pavilion deep in the woods at Vanity Fayre, one of the most beautiful sims in SL. So all that was left was invitations, delivery, refreshments, and all that other fun stuff! Tori created so many wonderful things last night: invitations, donuts, platters and salmon sandwiches (must be a Brit thing). In the meantime, I was having a terrible problem with SL, so I cleared cache and rebooted my PC. Naturally, I then had to "warm up" all the dances in my HUD. Tori managed to not only make the donuts and sandwiches for the party but also to deliver all his invitations in the time it took me to finish dancing!

Then we dressed and went dancing at Avilion Grove Ballroom. Tori was wearing a very elegant silver and black brocade vest with his tux and I wore the cream colored gown and a gold tiara. This dress is one of my least favorites; a freebie that has been lurking in my inventory for at least a year if not longer. It is very old fashioned, with a lace jacket over a modest top and a lace overskirt. Tori calls it a wedding dress, but it isn't. He loves it and I will wear it for him.

This morning I sent out the invitations to my friends and my dancing group. I was surprised that it took me nearly an hour! Right now I am listening to Tori test songs for the party playlist and chuckling at some of the music he has in his library. I know the short list I sent him was pretty eclectic and included Mozart, Joe Cocker, Simon & Garfunkel, and Jethro Tull. (I am feeling sorry for the choreographer already.)

Tonight I will try to turn Tori's creations into "givers." He is an excellent cook and I want everyone to try the donuts and sandwiches - they look delicious! I will post pictures of them when I get them finished.

Latin Couples Dance

2009-05-25T22:17:00.000-04:00

I just got through the Latin Couples Dance at the SS Galaxy Zodiac Ballroom. The hot Latin style music was provided by Marian Nykvist who kept the heat and the rhythm going strong. It was a great set. The crowd was small - about 6 couples total, but then that is more than when i started couples sync at ~Swoon~ so I guess I should not be complaning. I approached this dance with some apprehension because I did not know who would be partnering me. My little brother Tulsa was supposed to partner me, but he was banned from the Galaxy in a backlash called "Banlink" when he was banned from Dublin, so I was very worried about whether I would even have a partner. I should not have worried. I was partnered with a very charming man named Matthew23 Mortenwold. He presented me with a red rose when I met him :-) But he also gave me some full perm maracas when I mentioned that I could not find any to put in my "Latin Rhythms Dance Toys" box that I give away at the Latin Dances. And he had a Latin drum, too. So I added them to my collection. We found a spt to dance where my red dress would show up against the floor and then he left me alone to do my choreography! But I was ever so grateful that DBDigital Epsilon arranged a date for me. My love frequently has to leave before my shows, so when I have a couples dance, it can be hard to find a partner. I will tell you a secret. The Dancing Queen has to beg for partners, too, ladies and I think the men are more afraid to partner me than partner you.

Mermaids, mermaid hair, merdances and mermen

2009-05-18T12:57:00.000-04:00

Pictures of Tori and me testing some of the dances I found. I am wearing a demo hair style from FNKY Cake and he is is trying an underwater breathing apparatus. This is one of the freebie mermaid tail & fins I found. It is luscious, but doesn't cover my legs very well. I wish it did! It is the prettiest thing I have found yet. And it doesn't show in the pictures, but Tori has the sexiest spine fin! I just want to run my hands up and down it...

Bachelorette II

2009-05-12T14:34:00.000-04:00

I have been spending time catching up with old friends. Or rather, I should say, they are making sure I don;t get lonely. My Sunday show was canceled because the entire Linri's staff was going to to Ariel's wedding, so that gave me the chance to attend, too. My little brother Tulsa was at Ot's SL Opera post show musical stylings and asked me to keep him company, so when time for the wedding came, I just invited him along. We sat on Gray's side of the church even though I had met Ariel first because so few guests were there. And I knew Ariel wouldn't mind. I believe that hats are a MUST at weddings, so I wore one of my best and when I mentioned to Tulsa that I was the only person there with a hat, he promptly donned one so I would not feel so alone!

And Monday was full of "firsts." The other day Tori asked me if I had ever been invited by someone I did not know to try couple dances while I was shopping at Bits & Bobs and I had to say no. But now, I can honestly say YES! Not only did a complete stranger ask me to try dances with him while I was at B&B, but I was also asked to try couples dance while I was shopping at 3FX! How strange...

Many many months ago a very dear friend had promised to take me on a dinner date and last night we finally managed to have time together. We went to a diner for some old fashioned hamburgers and ice cream and then danced to the great 50's music playing on the radio. Then we went back to his place to watch a movie. And that was another first for me. What fun to watch a movie and chat a bit about it. SL never ceases to amaze me with its techonology. And it was good to catch up with the oh so charming Chester and spend some quality time together.

I cannot find the picture I took of Chester watching the movie, but when I do, I will add it here.

Bachelorette

2009-05-09T19:17:00.000-04:00

Tori will be gone from SL until next some time next weekend and I already miss him. Just before he left, we had one of our silly discussions about me being as delicate as a flower (a lily, to be precise). And this morning when I went into the house, I found he had left a lily plant beside the little daybed we have. He left Thursday night, so he must have done it then. And today was Saturday morning! Had it really been that long since I went indoors? I feel guilty that I had not noticed them until then.

It is amazing how well our bits & pieces of furniture went together. Our likes (and dislikes) are very similar. Here is a picture of the working cuckoo clock that is his - I just love it!

This afternoon I worked the sock hop wedding reception I blogged about earlier. The build that this woman did was amazing. The "Chapel" was set up like a drive-in movie with cars to sit in and a diner - very cute and the club was totally 50's style. There were records spinning on the floor and I set up the dance dots on them. The DJ was JustMe Trancon and he was excellent - did a good job with ALL the wedding music. But I am exhausted.

Special Parties

2009-05-05T08:40:00.000-04:00

The Fae Fest was fantastic! And Tori's 2 directional revolving dance floor worked perfectly under the maypole. We were all very festive. Ot was her usual fabulous self; she recited Beltane poetry and the music was perfect. I heard later from others who were overjoyed to hear music that stayed In Character for a role play sim. (So many times the music is jarringly modern!) As the day grew warmer I doffed my veils one by one. Tori kept pulling me out of the circle and we would head to the bushes to...well, you get the picture. Good thing I had taken my birth control potion! I was exhausted by the time Hispa's ghost arrived and told everyone to put on their Ag meters. It seems we had ignored a group of attacking drows and they were most put out with us! Ah role play is so much fun!

I sometimes get requests to appear at private parties and this weekend I am doing a wedding reception that is classic rock! And this is MY classic rock period: 50s & 60s! The lucky couple originally wanted me to present couples dances, but I suggested we just set up pair spots and dance the pairs as couples on my singles HUD. This period is mostly fast dances anyway, so I can perform a variety of dances for them. I am really looking forward to this set - it should be a lot of fun.

I received a request yesterday from one of the merfolk asking me to lead a mermaid dance for them. At first I told her I would be very happy to do that, but when I reflected, it seems that I will not be able to do that. My character is a fairy and will drown in water. And I thought about setting up a mermaid alt just for the dance, but my mer dances don't transfer and I don't have the money to buy new ones. (Tips have been a bit slow the last couple of months.) So I had to turn her down. Drat! That would have been tons of fun. I love new challenges!

Two hours later: Klara and Essie sorted out the drowning problem. Everyone who wants to attend and is not a merman or a mermaid will be given a potion that will transform them into merfolk snd allow them to safely dance beneath the sea (just like the Harry Potter book)! I can dance as a mermaid now. /me looks for very tiny clam shells.

Baltane/Fae Fest

2009-05-03T09:01:00.000-04:00

I am sitting here at Eirini in my apple tree, just relaxing and thinking of the day to come. I have tweaked Emy's fairy appearance so she is a bit more petite and graceful, in keeping with her role of choreographer. I have chosen my dress for the event: a wonderful creation from one of my favorite designers, pixivor Allen. It is perfect for Beltane, sheer and with strategically placed flowers. When I wore it with the skirt last night, Tori really loved it. But I am not wearing it with a skirt; there are veils that are meant to be worn over the long skirt and that is what will encase my legs (which is why I made them a little less muscular.) I have put the final touches on the maypole and the mushroom ring and have created a new tip poster for use in Aglarond. Oh I hope I haven't forgotten anything!

Tori has streamed the most wonderful music into SL and I am enjoying it so much. He is very good to me. He understands how important the dance is to me and when I drag him out to test new dances he never complains. We shopped last night for elven clothing for him so he would look elegant while still retaining a simple natural look. I tried to explain how licentious Beltane could be, and how I wanted to be so beautiful and alluring that every man would want to celebrate Beltane with me, and he replied that that would never happen because he was staking his own claim!

Did I tell you how we finally got together? We were introduced some time last year by a friend who pointed him out and mentioned that he was a shy but very easy going friend of hers. She moved her cafe to Chania and Tori hired Allan and me to play there. And while I was dancing at The Blue Cafe, a lovely place in the first Chania build, I fell in love with it and kept returning, time after time. There was so much light and space (I am a fairy, after all.) Of course, Chania was his and reflected his tastes. We spoke to each other a bit, but of nothing in particular and never spoke when I no longer danced at Chania. He would periodically show up at my other dances with a woman who became a good friend of mine. They separated about about this time last year, but for some reason I periodically pulled up Tori's profile, wondering what he was doing. He partnered with another woman, tore down Chania, they built a museum and subsequently went their separate ways. The museum was a truly amazing place, lots of rooms and a dance patio and a magic garden, and a cathedral - magnificent. I loved it, but it was not the same Chania that stole my heart. Anyway, about the end of November, after my cathartic attempt to purge myself of bad habits, I ended up at Frank's. No one ever asks me to dance when I am there, so I amuse myself by reading profiles. They can be quite amusing. And I was so surprised to click on an av and pull up Tori's profile. I didn't know whether to leave before he discovered I was there (my image, you know) or to say hi. Before I could run away, he spoke first and asked me to dance. We have been constant companions ever since. I am so glad we met again.

On a Pedestal?

2009-05-01T09:37:00.000-04:00

Not that Tori puts me up on a pedestal, but I always seem to need a box to stand on.

Eirini: a bit of peace in my hectic world

2009-04-30T12:47:00.000-04:00

So here I am, standing in the middle of my totally awesome dance floor. Tori has put glass inserts in the huge wooden floor so you can look down at the sea beneath it and I put a wrought iron fence around it so that I wouldn't dance off into the the sea. Tori built ramps from the dance floor that lead up to the house and down to the beach, so access is easier now: no more climbing up those steep rocky hillsides. We have two apple trees now and both are magical. My favorite, of course, is the one I can climb, but the other tree gives hugs! Tori has planted grapevines and they have climbed all over the beams across the open patio. We have a sea gull that cries and flies all over the place and I have planted butterfly bushes in the hopes of attracting butterflies! I gave Tori a grill, but I had to extract a promise from him that he would not bbq the chickens! They have become like pets to me and I just love to hear their cute little cackles when I sit in the corner of the patio at my beautiful, little, blue table.

Eirini has become ours and I love the sharing that has made it that way. We have both worked on this very simple piece of SL to make it peaceful and relaxing. I am really very very happy here. I love waking up in the morning and being in this beautiful place. And a lot of the feeling comes from knowing that I live here with my wonderful sweetheart Tori.

Now if I could only figure out where this boat came from...

I love couples dancing

2009-04-03T06:37:00.000-04:00

I was so tired last night after the dance that I went to bed directly afterward. I choreographed the formal couples dance at Swoon and we had a steady 7-8 couples useing my Intan. The people who come to Swoon for this event seem to be among the most gracious in SL: no immature use of gestures or poofers and everyone is so polite and friendly. It is one of my most favorite places to dance! And the requests from the couples kept Tina very busy - not an easy gig for her. A very eclectic mix of music (just like I like it!)

The couples dance is very late for Tori, so he is usually asleep when I dance. But tonight he stayed up to dance with me. And this makes two weeks in a row! He is certainly getting bad habits...

Allan Jeffries rant

2009-03-09T00:03:00.000-04:00

Why oh why do I let Allan Jeffries get me so rattled? Ot and I had another fantastic set going but I started to shake the minute I saw him and Salena walk into the club. And I was fine until he tipped me 200L. So I told him I didn't want his tip and decided to return it double. But I was shaking so hard I typed the sentence in chat window instead of his IM window and typed 5400 in the pay box instead of 400! And of course he then asked if I had added up everything he had ever given ME. I just told him it was all I had (and it was, except for any incoming tips) and then muted him because I didn't want any more grief from him. And proceeded to dump him off my HUD! A little later Linri sent me 4400L from Allan, which I returned to her explaining that I had paid him 5400L and that I was sorry he had gotten her involved in our disagreement. And I AM sorry he involved her. Linri used to be a friend, in fact, I would like to think she is still a friend, but she and her co-owner dropped me a couple of months back.

So now I am kicking myself for my foolish pride that has caused me to be totally broke again. I work hard for my tips - I usually don't earn much for 2 hours dancing, but over a week I enough to pay for rent and for one or two new dances each week.

Oh, and in case you think I am a totally bad person, I unmuted Allan before I logged off for the night. I don't like to drop friends and I don't like to mute people. (Except for my period of total insanity once again caused by Allan.)

Now maybe I can sleep....

Where have all the the treehouses gone?

2009-03-08T10:19:00.000-04:00

I don't spend a whole lot of time at my treehouse anymore: I build at Chania when I have some serious building to do, I dance at different clubs. I use the house primarily to change in, so I didn't notice until this morning that half the island is vacant! All the treehouses are gone, except mine. The owner recently erected a 4 story apartment building where a villa used to be. I feel like an endangered species. It reminds me of the Carly Simon song in which they paved Paradise and put up a parking lot. My friend Bridget helped me to find this place. She is a rental agent and we spent some time looking for a fantasy sim where my tree house would be welcome. I dread the thought of having to find another place to live.

This morning I went on a hunt for a St Patrick outfit that looked very cute in the pictures. The shop owner would have been pleased: it took me 90 minutes to find all 10 teeny-tiny shamrocks! The little shoulder rabbit and the scarf were in the subscribomatic, but the dress, hat, bangles, leggings and shoes were all in the little shamrocks. And I am wondering if I wasted my time - the only part I really like is the skirt: it has just the hint of a lacy black petticoat beneath (Tori are you listening)

Yesterday afternoon I went to Frank's (to read profiles, of course) and came across what I thought was the worst dressy outfit I had ever seen. I am sure the lady in question thought it the height of SL fashion - but I knew I had to share it with you all.

Romantic Couples Dance a Success with Swoon

2009-02-26T21:29:00.000-05:00

And tonight my dream came true - I danced couples in sync. Five couples, to be sure, but it is a start. Everyone was dressed to the teeth and the music was awesome, of course, because Tina did it! I am tired and wishing I had access to more dances of the quality I like. There are tons more couple dances in SL but they make the dancers look awkward because they are so fast and jerky. Doing an hour with only 23 dances (that was all that I could find acceptable) was a bit daunting, but I had a lot of fun. It is very different to choreo couples dances than singles dances. The intan "list" is a blue box menu with pages that need to be recalled after every choice - but it is still more relaxing for me because i could let the dances cycle a bit longer and didn't need to change them out every 15-30 seconds. I could hear chuckles when a few dancers recognized the cuddles I threw in toward the end (a kiss and the beginning of Moments.) But if everyone had fun, I am pleased. And Lil wants it to be a regular event every week, so I guess she liked it too!

Of choreography ( what else did you expect?)

2009-02-23T20:12:00.000-05:00

When I first started to choreograph dance back in January 2008, I had no idea how much fun I would have with it. I can remember back in July 2007 when I first met the Funky Feats and fell in love with Nan's leading. I decided that I had to learn how to do it too. After all, how hard could it be? It wasn't until 5 months later that I finally figured out how to use a HUD to choreograph dances. And I cringe now when I think of how I danced my friends with only a handful of dances available. They didn't seem to mind - and I didn't know better. Now I have nearly 200 dances in the HUD. I have cards that list dances appropriate for different genres or different races (fae/mer/bipeds/tinies). And I think that is the best part of choreographing: dancing differently for each genre or race. I have done broadway, celtic, swing, blues, disco, jazz and fae! And what a blast I have had finding dances to fit each genre.

As difficult as splitting from Allan was for me, it has been good. I am not as busy with gigs as I was before, but with a RL job now I could never handle more than one booking a night anyway. I have met so many great DJs and done so many different sets that I have expanded and grown. Ot challenges me all the time; her music is eclectic and allows me to use nearly all my dances on swing/rock/whatever else nights. I am not so bored as I was (with Allan) because her music is always changing - different genres and styles. His sets were fairly easy, good for relaxing and only used about 65% of the dances. But he DID spoil me - I knew which songs were coming up so I could be prepared for them. Now I never know what will be next so choreographing is a real challenge. But fun! I love a challenge.

Thursday night I will be doing something very different: choreographing couples dance. Practice has been particularly hard for me. It takes two to properly activate the dances and I am only one av. Tori has been wonderful by allowing me to whirl him around the dance floor and make him look as silly as I feel when I miss a cue. (I have had help from my friends Chester and Moon too.) But Thursday is looming and I do not have a date! I will ask my group again, but I think all the men are either already partnered or from Europe (which has a 6 hour time difference.) Tulsa, faithful friend that he is, said if I was really stuck he would agree to help me out, but as much as I love him, I really don't want to dance with my brother. How ironic that the choreographer can't find a dancing partner!

Relationships

2009-02-22T09:03:00.000-05:00

I went to a wedding yesterday with Tori. He didn't log on until the ceremony was over, but we arrived at the reception in time for the traditional newlyweds' first dance and all the subsequent activities. It was Rollem's wedding and all of the old gang was there. We didn't stay long; we left to explore a wine cellar and ended up talking about everything and nothing like we always do while we enjoyed a glass of very common red. Then we went to Zoundz to look for a whistle gesture and discovered it was really a wolf whistle! There were many, many natural and bird sounds so I will probably go back and pick up a few for my garden. And we had fun trying all the silly female gestures.

I was feeling pretty confident about how I had handled seeing all the friends who no longer come to my dances, so we decided to go to Allan's gig. I miss his music (it was always pretty good) and he is definitely entertaining. When we got there, Tori didn't want to dance on Salena's hud (probably being loyal to me) so we pair danced on the intan, changing dances as best I could with the limited variety. I was really feeling good about the fact that I could actually exist in the same area as Allan and not get upset. Then Allan did what Allan does - he dedicated a song to Tori and me! I am not sure what prompted it, but it really upset me that he would do something like that without even asking the "couple" involved! He just made the wrong assumption! And Allan made me uncomfortable so I told Tori I had to leave - that things had been fine up to that point, but I couldn't stay any longer. I thought I had forgiven Allan, but apparently I haven't, even though it has been nearly 4 months. Poor Tori had to deal with my upset and calm me down (which he did by making me laugh.) But I don't think I will be going to any of Allan's sets for a long time. He embarrassed me and I felt like a laughing stock!

Tori and I are friends; very, very good friends. There is no one I would rather spend time with or dance with, but we have spent so much time together over the last few months that everyone thinks we are a couple. And I guess we are, just not in the traditional bf/gf sense. I am not sure if this bothers me. Perhaps I just have a few regrets. There are twists and turns in any relationships and I didn't want to follow the usual progression. I have too much respect for Tori.

So what will today bring? I don't know and I don't care. I will just let (second) life happen...

Week of February 15

2009-02-21T07:19:00.000-05:00

Sunday was a red letter day. Two weeks of planning, a week of dance shopping and three days of landscaping finally ended in the long awaited fae/angel dance. I am not sure how many in total came out to the event, but my circle was full most of the two hours. TinaMarie Beck had meticulously picked out each piece of music for the dance and I can honestly say that not one song was out of place. Tina is a fabulous DJ who takes pride in her work and is a joy to work with. She hand picks the music to match themed events and always knows exactly what will work. I had a ball choreographing with my newly acquired "air" and "fly" dances. We all soared over the meadow whenever the music called for it. And I was disappointed when the two hours were over. :-(

Monday I had the opportunity to do a private party with another new DJ (for me). He loves disco and is building a club. I will certanly go back and visit when it is open. I really enjoyed the music.

Tuesday it was TinaMarie again, but this time at Swoon. I just love the Swoon people: pleasant and happy all the time! The theme was 20'3 - 30's, so I got to buy a new flapper dress. This coming week the theme is 70's so I guess that means disco. Uggh - another trip to sine wave, the place I love to hate when I shop there.

Wednesday Ot sent me 11 new celtic songs, all of which had drums and varying rhythms. So that meant shopping for dances again! (And people wonder what I do with my tips: I never have money left over for clothes!) But the dances were a success. I went to 3FX again and wished I had an unlimited budget. I bought 8 dances before I realized I needed to save enough for rent. Oh! their dances are so much fun!

And last night, Friday, I got to use the dances with Ot's new music. The dances work very very well. If I had more of the same, I could stage Riverfest! Once again the time flew so fast that I forgot to remind my group to come dance. (I usually send a reminder half way through the show).

Today the only pending item is the 007 hour at La Scala: the music from Bond movies and lots of beautiful dresses and handsome government agents! Always a lot of fun. The dance with DJ Andromeda has been canceled because he has a RL commitment (darn that old RL). So I am free to play nearly all day.

Fae/Angel/Mer Dance

2009-02-13T20:16:00.000-05:00

This has been a project to pull together! This event was planned by a Mermaid who used to be Fae. She had a vision of fae & angel swooping over trees in Aglarond. She also had a vision of Merfolk "dancing" in the same fashion (but under water). After explaining that mer dances are very different from those for bipeds, AND that I could not work two dance huds at once, we came to a compromise. I will choreograph dances for the bipeds and include as many "air" dances as I can. I will also provide a "chim" full of mer dances. So tonight I bought the cutest little seahorse for a chim and added 25 mer dances to it, for a total of 27 dances. While the mer chim will not be as much fun as a choreographed dance, there is still plenty of variety so the mer won't be bored (I hope).

We are holding this event in Elvendale on a piece of land owned by Klara, the mer I was speaking of. She has built a pond to accommodate the merfolk. And I have begun to landscape the "meadow" with trees and mushrooms. I am pleased with the result so far, but I am nowhere near finished; I want to add lots of flowers and bushes and more trees so it looks like a clearing in a forest, but still maintain the ability to cam around.

I will be working with DJ TinaMarie Beck, one of only two I know who could handle the music assignment. And she has decided to dress as a drow. I only hope she doesn't scare off most of the fae!

Weekend Plans

2009-02-06T14:08:00.001-05:00

There is just not enough time to do all I want to do anymore. First of all, I have 3 bookings for dance: 6-8 tonight at Ot's Celtic set, 1-2 tomorrow at La Scala for 007 Hour and 2.30 - 4.30 at Rick's (not sure of theme yet). On Saturdays I usually go to Celtic Sunrise (9-11) at the Drunken Drow. Then I go to story hour at the SS Galaxy; Shandon Loring is an expert story teller and I love his Irish accent! And of course from 7-9, I need to visit the Pink Rose to listen to DJ Winston who does awesome blues. I always feel so mellow after listening to him.

Treasure Quest has it's monthly Challenge Hunt this weekend and I know it will take me forever, so I will probably TP all over SL in search of goodies both Saturday and Sunday mornings. I need to search for some "air" dances suitable for fae, angels and merfolk. Hehe - I hope tips are good this weekend. And I need to catch up on freebie shopping. I have a butterfly av I want to play with (where do butterflies go anyway?) and I want to fly my dragon again. It has been a couple of months since she was out and about. Whew! what a great weekend it will be if I can do it all.

Grandparents

2009-02-04T06:52:00.000-05:00

I just had to share this charming picture! Grandfather Tori is very dour (does he know how to smile?) but Grandmother Emy loves him anyway.
I am wearing Tea Time from M'Lady. Don't ask where the kilt is from - I really don't know. The Picture was taken on the grounds of La Scala which is truly worth visiting. Walk hand in hand along the sea and find many lovely places to hide from the world!

Fairy nonsense

2009-01-26T20:43:00.000-05:00

I have been working on a back story for my character in Aglarond. I have received advice from several people and I am going to choose what I think will work for me. First of all, I HAVE to be a dancer. I seem to remember reading many stories of mortals who were enticed to fairy circles and either never left or were danced to their deaths. I think I can do that part very well :-) And of course, I can be silly, heedless, cruel or teasing. Or, as was suggested to me by someone with high hopes, amoral. I have decided against amoral, but I will definitely flirt as well and as much as I can. Silly? yes. Heedless? probably. Cruel? not intentionally. Teasing? oh yes - I will tease all the drow and warriors who dare to dance with me. Will I be able to do this? I don't know - only time will tell. But I do know I am going to try. I started on Sunday at the Queen's Meet and Greet. I teased a drow and made friends with a pirate - what an adventure!

Dancing & Games & Tori

2009-01-25T09:10:00.000-05:00

The new booking at Grafton Mall yesterday was a lot of fun. DJ Andromeda Slade played blues in the same fashion that Winston plays. I have been told that Andro is a true music lover with a passion for music that equals mine for dance. He can do any genre I want to dance to - even Broadway! Unfortunately his English is rudimentary and my Italian is non-existent so complicated communications are done through his agent who translates. DeanGrant Caproni, the sim owner, saw me dancing at La Scala one night and decided he wanted me to help him with his events at Grafton Mall. But of course, I need a DJ to dance to,so Dean found DJ Andro for me. I was so worried about dancing to an unknown DJ, but last night everything finally clicked. Andro played nothing that I did not absolutely love! So I now have a regular booking at Grafton Mall every Saturday from 2.30 - 4.30 (SLT). We will be doing different genres each week. And there is the promise of a second booking at Grafton during a week night. :-)

I have been continuing with Tiny Empires and am now a Dame (female equivalent of a Sir). I still have only two subjects and I need to stay at this level if I want to recruit any more, so I guess I will just gather gold for a while and find a peasant to work for me.

And Thursday night I joined the Aglarond Fae. The new Queen of the Fae, Queen Casandra Shilova, has commanded my dance at her Meet and Greet this Sunday afternoon. It is a service I am more than willing to perform for Her, I owe her so much.

I have discovered FaceBook and you can find me there: look for Emyly Beaumont and friend me. I will continue to blog here, but pictures are up at Emyly Beaumont.

Tori Liebling is a very special friend: witty, intelligent, patient and kind. I have known him forever, yet I am just getting to know him. He likes to play and I am taking my cues from him. I love being with him and cannot imagine dancing with anyone else. He took this picture of us and I just love it!

Grumble, grumble SL

2009-01-21T07:08:00.000-05:00

Emyly Beaumont sighs. And I had so many things I wanted to do this morning in the 30 minutes I allot to SL before I go in to the office. I was going to try placeing a dance in the Intan ball. I have delayed this experiment because SL has been so unstable lately. And I need to clear cache and warm up all the dances in my HUD. Guess it will have to wait for tonight.

Agent 001

2009-01-18T07:48:00.000-05:00

Did you ever have such a wonderful time enjoying someone's company that you lost all track of time? That is what seems to be happening to me lately. I don't want to gush, 'cause he reads my blog, but he is fun to hang out with and teases me often. Last night he tried to get me going with the Scottish Haggis Myth... (Yeah and I believe in Nessie too!) Anyway, he doesn't know it, but he is showing me how to relax and play. It is making Emy a better person and trickling down into RL as well.

He wore a kilt to the 007 hour yesterday: he said he had just returned from a mission to Glasgow. And ladies, he has great legs. Emyly Beaumont sighs. I just looove men in skirts. It takes a confident man to wear a tunic or a kilt and confidence is very sexy. Q and M promoted him to Agent 001. (001 has been missing in action for over 7 years.) So we sent him off to China to track down a rumor of microfilm being hidden in diamonds...

Today I will try to load my Intan Couples Dance ball. It scares me a little, so I think I will do one set first and then see if it works.

Broadway

2009-01-14T07:25:00.000-05:00

I love show tunes and my dance HUD is filled with dramatic lively dances that are perfect for dancing Broadway style. And last night I did a two hour Broadway show tunes set at Swoon. OMG! I had so much fun I lost myself in the dance again ... I hope no one noticed! And I was stumped by DJ Lilith Canning; she pulled out a song I had never heard before and I was lost. Many of the B'way songs have speech interspersed by changes in tempo from slow to fast and are very challenging for me - particularly since I have to flip through 15 pages of dances to find the routines. But I had a blast and went to sleep happy and with a smile on my face. And I dreamed of a very charming AV I have been hanging out with so I woke with a smile on my face too.

Tiny Empires

2009-01-03T10:14:00.000-05:00

I confess. I started playing yesterday. It is sort of fun. Unfortunately, the game HUD replaces my dance HUD when it attaches, so I can't do both at the same time. But with any luck, I won't get a call when I am dancing... Now I need to figure out the game. I currently have 4 acres of land and am still a peasant, but if I acquire another acre, I will become a squire and my homage to my liege lord will go down to 8. As a peasant I pay 9 gold per acre per month to my liege Sir Johnie Sosa (who hasn't been online much but is a very cute neko). So my first personal goal is to buy one more acre at advantageous prices. My second goal is to recruit a subject so I can be paid homage! I am not a great game player - but I can go at my own speed in this one.

Hehe - goal met. I have one subject and I am a squiress! woot!

New Year - New Prospects

2009-01-03T07:54:00.000-05:00

I spent most of New Year's Day looking for new clubs to dance at. I set myself a goal of contacting 10 club owners/managers and offering my choreography services. Search is an awesome tool to find clubs, but to really check them out, you need to see them. Some of them had good traffic but lag when completely empty. And many of the land owners had increased the Agent Limit on the land to accommodate more than the recommended 40 AVs. I can understand that clubs want lots of traffic, but at the same time the patrons want to be able to rez and move within a reasonable amount of time after landing. And I, of course, need to load at no less than 10.0 fps. I change scripts 2-3 times a minute when I choreo so even a 2 second lag time blows my timing! Anyway, I tp'd in to about 35 blues/jazz clubs before I met my goal. There was some interest in my services, but when I mentioned my fee (which is very reasonable) I was met with the standard: "Oh, my DJs work for tips alone. We don't pay salary." And I look at the events board and see the names of Live Entertainment (which seems to include only singers, not DJs or choreographers) and I know that these Live Acts get paid several thousands of linden for an hour! I wonder why DJs work for tips alone if they are any good. Is it because there are so many wannabes out there?

Any way, I managed to get a trial run at Swoon. A great DJ: TinaMarie (can't remember her last name) who did a really fun 70's set. Lots of new people to meet and a few names out of the past again: Gray, Ariel, Rollem, just to name a few. And of course my faithful duo - Bilbo and Starr, two lovely people who like to dance. I will be doing an 80's show (on trial again) at Swoon this coming Wednesday at 6 SLT with TinaMarie so be sure to look me up.

But while I was there last night, I connected with a club owner who DJs and who is interested in using me while he gigs and didn't bat at eye at my mention of my very reasonable fee. He is a name out of the long ago and I will have to be sure to catch his shows. He says he plays my type of music so we will see.

I caught up with Ariel yesterday and it was good. Like me, she has been rethinking her role in SL, but I am hoping that the dance will keep her. She knows songs much better than I do because she was exposed to so much music in RL. So the combination of dance and music should make her a good choreographer. SL can certainly use more of us - as long as we can get fairly paid for our unique talents! Dances are not free and neither is rent. I can get along without new dresses, but I still need to have a place to change in privacy, to build/repair my equipment and to chat with friends.

007 hour

2008-12-28T07:33:00.000-05:00

What a marvelous time we had last night at La Scala during the 007 hour. Earlier yesterday morning I had received a communique that SMERSH might attempt to infiltrate the dance hour with designs on the ball. So I IM'd Q who assured me she would secure the ballroom. Hehe - what fun it was to play with that theme! 007 arrived a little late, but explained that he had thrown the agent who had been pursuing him into Lake Geneva. Unfortunately 007's Aston went into the water too! But we danced our fool heads off to the romantic music from the movies and promised to get together again next week. As M, I sent Agent Bond into space to attempt to foil yet another plot against Her Royal Majesty (did I say that right)? We can only hope he will be successful. Perhaps we need some more Agents as backups in case he fails...

Everyone who came out to this lovely ballroom was dressed to the teeth: lovely gowns and beautiful tuxedos and suits! Sometimes I think this is why I like this particular hour so much and sometimes I think I like it because I get to use all my very slow dances (of which I have a limited number) and dance to very romantic music. Last night I loved it because I actually got to play a little. I know SL is all about playing but I am not very clever or quick so playing and being witty is hard for me. But last night I really had fun thanks to Agent 007. Hehe - I am going to have to watch some Bond movies to keep up the play.

The set I started to dance with JamesLarkin a few hours later was interrupted when I lost electricity and did not regain it until some time after I went to bed. I hate when that happens! I missed Ot's set at Smooth too and she will be away for a week now. It is going to be a very quiet week for me.