SL/Encounters in Welcome Area pt. 35/Sightings

Soy: a winged creature came to my campfire
Soy: i love it when winged creatures come to my campfire
Soy: By the way, there was a UFO here last night, and when I went to take snapshots of it I discovered my harddrive was full.
Sianne: lol
Sianne: Was it a green alien?
Sianne: or one of them grey ones?
Soy: couldn't see thru the tiny windows
Sianne: it didn't land?
Sianne: you shoulda shot it down!
Sianne: you coulda made the news!
Soy: yeah i was too afraid
Soy: didn't want it to be Santa
Soy: i remember reading a few stories about that last year
Soy: Santa getting shot down here and there
Sianne: really who would shot Santa down?
Soy: it may have been a former reindeer
Sianne: a reindeer?
Soy: Santa is known to use a whip
Soy: there are lots of santa decoys, tho
Soy: i don't think he was hit
Sianne: That is good I don't wanna miss out on pressies next year
Soy: yeah, all you need is santa and china to stay alive
Sianne: lol
pixiedust: Hi Sianne
Sianne: How are you?
pixiedust: just looking around, what trouble are you up too
pixiedust: be careful people in here are troublemakers
pixiedust: soy is friends with all of them
Sianne: Nothing much just chatting to soy here about the ufo he saw!
pixiedust: Don't believe him
pixiedust: it is a side effect of the marijuanna
Sianne: He didn't shoot it cause he thought it might be santa
Soy: i think the UFO was here because he needs to get from one place to another and hasn't discovered teleporting yet

SL/Temporary Avatar

I decided to be a bee, since there is nothing as incongrous as a bee buzzing around winter-themed sims.

I resisted the urge to be a reindeer, mainly because I remember the abuse one took in a niteclub I was at last year. People were riding it like it was the bar bull. (It was all fun and games until a burly Santa showed up.)

So, I decided to be nothing "Christmassy" this year. Nothing invoking saliva. Nothing to ride on. But something that would invoke fear if I got too close.

SL/Sighting

I saw Milo making out with Marycat on the beach near the house. There was lots of surf.

This is me standing on their hammock, attempting to surf.
Ulises was there too and I noticed he was not the same as when I saw him last.
"You changed your hair," I said. "And your heels. ...And your breasts."
"I'm bored," he stated.
Ulises had bigger boobs now to play with (if he wanted to...). Every avatar can, with a few minor clicks, undergo a major alteration. He could easily have transformed into a 350lb male motorcycle psychopath if he wanted to. But he chose a more delicate specimen.
As I was standing there, trying to figure him out, a blur caught my attention, and I looked up and darned if it wasn't Santa Claus! He was riding a reindeer about 75 mph. The reindeer was beaming a red light straight ahead.
"It's Santa!" I yelled, snapping pics.
"I don't believe in Santa," replied Ulises.
"I've got pics. Digital pics!"
I don't think Ulises cared. Anyway, I've got the first shot of Santa (possibly) in Second Life so far this year...and remember, this was the tropics.