SL/Encounters in Welcome Area pt. 21/Gifts from Above

Soy didn't have a cock in his Inventory, so he accepted one from Cirillo. But it was a missile!

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Soy: You gave me an object called 'nice cock' which i gladly accepted, and when i activated it, it's really a rocket about to blast me into space!

Cirillo Antwerp: :)

Cirillo Antwerp: never trust a swissy
moog Petrova: hahaha cirillo

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Cirillo Antwerp: or else strangers
Soy: countdown

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Cirillo Antwerp: 3
Cirillo Antwerp: 2
Cirillo Antwerp: 1

Soy: don't get me excited/
Soy: ever see that movie Speed?

Soy: don't get me too excited or i will blast off

Cirillo Antwerp: :)

Cirillo Antwerp: ready to take off?

Soy: don't tempt me

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Soy: point me towards a neutral country

With that, Cirillo bumped into Soy, causing his rocket to VOOOOOOM! into space!
Soy shouted (upon return): HOLY CRAP THAT WAS GREAT. WHAT A RIDE.
Soy didn't get any good pictures, since it was a complete surprise. He asked Cirillo to do it again.
"So's I can get some pictures."
Then a newbie bumped into Soy, launching him accidentally.
Down he came again.
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He wanted to launch again, but this time the conditions had to be right.
Soy: let me launch, but under the roof
Wags Dawg: tight
Soy: brookie, i'm about to launch

Soy: can you run into me?

Soy: hunter, how about you?

Soy: please bump into me so i launch

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hunter Eales: what?

Soy: bump into my rocket please

Soy: it triggers a launch

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Soy:

Soy: HELP!!!

Cirillo Antwerp: you try to impress the womans with your new rocket soy?

Soy: i think they are properly impressed--they're scared to death

SL/Hunt

I'm on a mission to become a furry. I don't think I've had real fur yet, having been a human (skin), a turkey (feathers) and an elephant (scales?). Real fur has eluded me.

I don't want to be a dog, as I'm already one in real life.
I don't want to be a wolf, as they are better left unseen and overheard.
I don't want to be a cat, as they (sometimes) have a wagging tail that confounds me.
I don't want to be a skunk, even tho that stripe down their middle is far out.
I don't want to be a mouse, because I'm not sure what they have qualifies as "fur."
This picture that I found in Search under "fur" is not what I'm after, either:

Other choices...

I don't care to be a Care Bear.

This is more like fuzz.

Rind, ectoplasm, and some 'borrowed' skin...

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Where is all the decent fur??

A possibility.

SL/Dot Matrix

I am a follower of the green dots. Green dots represent people in Second Life when you use the map. I use the map to find nearby green dots a lot. I can never remember where the gay club is in my neighborhood, but there is one, and occasionally I click on green dots and teleport there, accidentally. Not intentionally, mind you: accidentally. I've also learned not to panic as I've done in the past and cause a disturbance. I just get out of the club as quickly as possible, green dots or not. All green dots look alike in Second Life. There are no shiny ones.
There are no dull ones either.
So, if you see a green dot on a map, it could mean a gay guy, a straight girl, a furry, a straight guy, or a gay furry. Or any combination. All green dots are considered equal.

With that in mind...

This is me (accidentally) in the gay club last night, as an elephant, trying to leave without causing a ruckus. Before leaving, I thought I'd make a quick splash in the hot tub, to show my solidarity. Which turned out to be a mistake, because I was joined by two fellows, who asked me all kinds of questions, and I was basically all wrinkly by the time I left, including my trunk.

SL/Encounters in Welcome Area pt. 20/names

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Conversation with greedy Oh

greedy Oh: sup, soy

Soy Burger: sup, greedy
greedy Oh: hey, i like the name
Soy Burger: Oh?
greedy Oh: lose the burger, just be soy
greedy Oh: way cooler
Soy Burger: greedy, oh?
Soy Burger: i am going to make Soy my middle name

Soy Burger: my first name will be 100%
greedy Oh: anyway soy we need to talk
greedy Oh: cause i'm not sure but your friends told me you talk a lot
Soy Burger: i type a lot
Soy Burger: too
greedy Oh: that's good cause soy if you can type a lot tell me a lot about yourself
greedy Oh: inquirin minds wanna know
Soy Burger: my other name is patty

SL/Turkey burnout

I've had so much turkey this week (and last week) that I may have reached burnout. The last straw was when I went to a neighbor's house today and waited atop her dinner table for her to wake up (she had her eyes shut). I was there more than an hour! (It seemed like an eternity.) When she finally awoke, she took a look at me, excused herself, and left the room.
Talk about a lack of thanks!

If you have a neighbor fall asleep on you, I suggest don't be a turkey. They are too passive, and only get thanked (maybe) once a year. Be a wolf. Be a tiger. Be an elephant!
An elephant is a better watch dog than a turkey anyday.

At YadNi's store...

I thought I'd have a little fun with my new avatar.

Patric shouts: something happened and now i'm an elephant

Patric shouts: i wish to speak to the owner

Yay!

It's back! I haven't seen a "Turkey Ringtone" ad since the last time I talked about turkeys on this blog, about three months ago.
Now it's back :)
I consider the "Turkey Ringtone" ad a sign of good fortune.

SL/At jazz club/Turkey Talk

I sat at a table to see how people would react to me.

Flirting continued unabated. My presence did nothing to alter the conversation.
Until...

SweetHoney: Where are you Patric?

Patric: look for the table

Patric: look for the platter on the table

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Patric: now look for the turkey on the platter

Patric: if you are starving, don't talk to me

Sweethoney: Who are you?

Patric: i'm dressed as a halloween turkey

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Patric: if you sit down and admire me, fine, but the minute you start to drool, i'm
gone

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Patric: if i see one plate or one fork, i'm gone
Patric: A spoon don't matter

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Patric: the only way I survive groups is if everyone is full

Patric: please sit down

Patric: as a turkey i'm associated with people sitting

SL/Encounters in Welcome Area pt. 19/'I see playing dead people'

Soy used his 'sleep' animation in the middle of the Welcome Area, which led to all kinds of nonsense.

Including speculation that he was dead.

Nightscroft Whiteberry: who killed burger?
Soy Burger: flip me over
Yessenia Tomorrow: lol

Yessenia joined Soy on the ground after using a 'gunshot' animation on herself. Soy said they would make a great bonfire team, so nice was her collapse onto him. "We can get others to collapse on us too."

"Right."
"To build a bonfire," said Soy.
"Right."
"Ten feet tall."
"Right."
"Made of human beings."
"Right."
"Right!"
"Right."
"Yes, right."
"Right."
"Left."
"Right."
"No, left."
"Right."
"We need some people to fall on the left."
"Right."
"So it builds evenly."
"Right."
"So you understand?"
"Right."
"We are going to sprout angel wings any second."
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Little by little, more people joined them. Talk turned to how to make the pile more comfortable.

Soy Burger: what a mess
Marcuss Cortes: we need blood
West Darkstone: and more bodies
Soy Burger: we need pillows
West Darkstone: lol

Yessenia Tomorrow: look at my ass in the air
Soy Burger: next lucky person gets to lie on your ass
Marcuss Cortes: lol
Yessenia Tomorrow: yaaaay
Soy Burger: can we get a furry?
Soy Burger: a furry on top of us would be more comfortable
Soy Burger: we may need one on bottom too
Yessenia Tomorrow: yeah im cold
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Nightscroft was standing nearby.

Soy Burger: we need someone else to fall over dead on us
Soy Burger: Nightscroft, do us a favor and die
Nightscroft Whiteberry: wish i could mate ain't got the script
Soy Burger: someone shoot him please
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More ways were devised to get the pile bigger.

Soy Burger: see if you can trip someone to join us
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Marky played a mean guitar.










Soy Burger: Marky, please collapse on top
Soy Burger: you are a rock star, you can do it


Patzun beamed in on top of all the bodies.

Marky Express: we are dead
Patzun Flute: hehe, sorry
Soy Burger: he might think he's responsible
Patzun Flute: no no
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West Darkstone: Total lack of respect, people barging into us
john22 Dawg: whats with the dead people?
Marky Express: lol
Soy Burger: navigate around us

SL/Decoding a picture

Sometimes pictures or photos can appear differently at different times. For instance, the below picture may (or may not) reveal that I'm about to be carved up for a pre-Thanksgiving dinner.

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First Impressions:

Elle holds in her hand a knife, and there is a candle on the table. I'm staring straight ahead, scared. Elle has just gotten out of bed, because her boobs are showing. Elle is looking around to make sure no one is watching. This must be the middle of the night, because the stars are out. I am wide awake.

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I am a regular at a club called Hooters N Shooters which is co-owned by a vivacious hottie named Elle Kirschner, who is actually holding a cigarette in the above picture. She is gyrating to some sexy music while simultaneously DJing at her club...and me<--- I'm stoned.

SL/Turkey Journey

At Freebie Planet

Before entering the store, per usual, I asked if they allowed turkeys in the place. I promised not to leave anything behind--not even a feather. In fact, I swore to only leave my money behind.

"It's Freebie Planet, birdbrain" someone shouted. "Come in anyway."

They had no compelling reason to let me in, but they did. I shall never forget their generosity, nor the noise their shoes made on the tiled floor. The first thing I did was walk around. I saw people of all ages, all nationalities.

Then I saw someone you definitely wouldn't want to see as a turkey, a Mohican.

But he was a vegetarian Mohican, as it turns out, so I didn't have to wet the floor.

Then I saw another thing you wouldn't want to see as a turkey: a cat. But this cat was inside an orb, so I felt somewhat safe. "A Pokemon," the cat explained. "Does that mean you abstain from eating meat?" I asked.

"Only red meat," she said.

Gulp.

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Oh, the gulps turkeys can get away with having those ridiculous necks. My gulp must have lasted 30 seconds.

More bad news: I saw a vehicle on the loose. Vehicles were very upsetting to me and the cat.

We had that in common.

"HIGH TAIL IT" I screamed.