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Slightly disturbed, pretty friggin morbid and generally grouchy person. I have my good days and my bad... I run two blogs. My travelers blog covers life in SL and my generally cheery side of life. My ranters blog is generally me being pissed off or upset or just plain odd. So you can sample both sides of the pie or pick one.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Little people..BIG egos... and tolerance rant

ook so it's no secret, I have an SL kid. I really don't like kids... but for some reason she grew on me from the day I met her and she agreed to be my roleplay daughter. Even since I have stopped roleplaying she still shows up and makes me smile, and manages to drag me into some sort of adventure, even if it's watching her and my niece take shots at my brother who goes AFK an aweful lot.

But wait this post should be all about Chibi-Nellas! The light of my life, the apple of my eyes, the beat of my heart, the fear in my enemies, the large credit card bill from paying for damages....

*laughs* joking. She is one of the few reason I log into Sl everyday. I mean for the fact she's a friend and someone I can talk to and relate to. her tastes in music and television are... odd at best. But somehow we still have fun. just keep her off of youtube. She is terrible at shopping... but if I drag her out for weapons, new magic hud or something that reminds her of home, she's usually for it. that and hot cakes.

Her ego is rivalled only by her size...... and imagination and whoever she can con into following her around as the god king Nellas! Who comes for all your candies! And is the bestest in the worlds! And is super special with her leutentant Mister Fwuzzeh! And is to be feared ..Rar! So Surrender now everyone and ow to your god king!

The funny thing is.... when we roleplayed alot more... she had an entire sim of Roleplayers go along with this... and had we not known better, and had it been real and not play..she would have thought she really had an army of medieval idiots at her disposal, everyone from nights, to demons, to outlaws bowing at her feet when she walked by. From fear or from respect...

So you know... she gets her awesomeness from me!
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RANT BELOW!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

Now let me touch base on this topic... kids in second life. As I was directed to a LOOONG thread in the SL forums about idiots who hate kid avis and why they will be the end of life as we know it because they breed pedophiles or some such bullshit... blah blah blah mindless drivel and twisted facts and shit that was over years ago.


This is my opinion. I LIKE kids in second life. They are a fun way to break the monotony of things and in roleplay they can even enhance things. make it a little more fun and realistic. And less serious. BUT If you are gonna play a kid... really, play a kid. Don't act like some unintelligent moron who talks in drivel nonsense changing letters to Ws and shouting everything and wearing BLING and short trampy dresses with no underwear or a thong, you don't wear make up and males.. no facial hair! That's fucking creepy ok. Quit the damned gesturebating! Gestures are not how you talk in RL! Course if you are a gesturebater then odds are your parents are idiots who can't type out the word 'you' so there we have it. kids ALSO do not go to clubs. Who the fuck..in real life do you let your real kids go to a club? No... then why is an SL kid different? I throw that in with the trash who runs around pregnant and smoking and doing drugs in RL. Overall I am HUGELY tolerant of alot in second life and in my real life. I don't tell other people how to act or behave... in SL I am fortunate enough to have a mute button.

Ignorance and stupidity only breeds more of it. That's kind of on both sides.

And sadly.. people complain about the bad examples because that's all they see... BAD!! My kid is one of the good ones...well.. good as far as how she carries herself...

I live my second life like I live my real life..how I want.

End of rant. ^.^;;

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