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Talk to the hand
I don't think friends should push each other away. I don't judge her for what happened. I think she was dumb for some stuff she did back then but I never said that her and besides I know she was in love. I wish Tiara would let me be her friend again. I might not understand exactly all the stuff she is going through but I can still help if she would let me. Forward to Friend | Comments (0) By the Priest Kings!
I fell down and stammered my apologies, to the glowing lines, to the Priest Kings .... to whoever or whatever would listen. The red lines continued to mock me, unmoved and unchanged by my efforts. I waited for death to find me, shivering and crying in the encroaching darkness. When nothing happened I gathered my courage and slowly backed away. I no longer dared to look at the horrifying lines. Face down I crawled away, covering perhaps half a Pasang before I turned and fled. I ran all the way back to my cage, crying helplessly, never daring to glance behind me. Should I relate my tale to Mistress En? Would She believe such a story? Should I tell my chain sisters? Surely they would laugh. No, I will keep the knowlege of the red lines to myself .... but I will remember. Forward to Friend | Comments (0) The Brand
In first life ranchers brand their animals to proove ownership. In Gorean society a brand is applied to signify a person's status as a slave. I used to think the collar did that but it doesn't. A collar is used to signify the owner of a slave and that collar may be changed many times but her brand never changes, no matter what. Once she is a branded slave it is forever. Mistress En has explained all this to me. My chain sister has also talked to me about all of it. I understand the brand's purpose and place in Gorean role-play. I also understand that I will probably be branded one day. I come back to the tree every now and then and I think about that fact. One day in the future I will be tied to the tree stump and branded with a white hot iron. I will feel the pain. I will try to scream but I probably won't be able to. I know what it will sound like. I know what it will smell like. The only thing I'm still trying to understand is what it will feel like - both when it happens and then afterwards, you know, like first time I look down and see it. In our tribe a slave is expected to earn her brand. I have to learn dozens and dozens of things - big and small. I have to proove that I really want to be a kajira. Mistress En has told me that She and She alone will decide when, or even if, I am ever to be branded. For now I'm trying to forget about everything but my desire to be the best kajira I can be. I'll worry about the branding later I guess. Forward to Friend | Comments (1) Jungles of Ushindi
Our jungle is a magical place. It has healing properties that I don't completely understand yet. The canopy is rich with all shades of greens, browns, yellow and reds. There are tons of wildflowers in every imaginable hue and color. Lake Ushindi comes right up, almost to the edge of our camp fire. It's waters are dark and mysterious, calm and inviting. The thrum of countless insects and creatures glide through the jungle, seeming to come from every direction at once. Then there are the smells ... OMG the smells! Bosk meat over the campfire, Bazi Tea brewing, Dina flowers in my sister's hair, Flaminium growing everywhere, Lotus, Talendar, on and on it goes ... In our tribe, the Sana-Askari, we do not usually role play with each other. We are 'ourselves' in a Gorean setting, if that makes sense. We come to know each other over time. Maybe not exactly who we are in first life cuz all the little details don't really matter anyways, but who we are inside. It's part of a Gorean philosphy that I am learning and living and loving and embracing here in this jungle paradise. We are a no force-collar, no force-death, no combat/capture Gorean SIM. We have a rule that visitors are welcome as long as they are well behaved and respectful of our ways. All actions must be justifiably Gorean and between consenting parties. We are a family and we live as any family would live if they were lucky enough to have a home in the heart of the Ushindi rainforest. If you ever come to our jungle chances are I will greet you, either in the market, or at the landing zone, or somewhere in the jungle itself. You can expect that I will be friendly and respectful. I will probably offer you a spot by our campfire. I will also offer to serve you. I'll be friendly and hospitable but I won't offer you sex because I am white-silk and because our home isn't a brothel. Oh, and if I spot you taking a moment to savor the experience I'll understand. Really, I will. Our jungle is just kinda like that. Forward to Friend | Comments (2) Nakie Punishment Day 3
I went to the Gor hub again and stood around. That's kinda boring sometimes. I went shopping in 'mature' stores (ahem) and got some really funny IM's from people. I visited a nudist place that one of the Mistresses in my tribe took me to once. The best part of the day was later when Mistress En logged in. She showed me some stuff I needed to know about emoting and we fixed me up with the SIM visitor announcer so now I'll always know when I need to greet a visitor. I won't have to rely on my radar anymore to know someone is in the jungle. Mistress En spent some teaching me and she friended me on my facebook. She told me I can wear clothes now so my punishment is over. I'm so excited, I can wear clothes again! She also told me I can wear different ankle cuffs if I want to. So now I have to find some nice Gorean ankle cuffs to wear. I hope one of my chain sisters will have some idea where to go to buy something like that because I don't. Funnyest part of the day was when my Mom comes into my room at like, 1:30 am and says "what on Earth are you still doing up?" and I was all like trying to hide my screen and not appear like I was hiding my screen. Trying to say goodnight to Mistress En and talk to my Mom at that same time. LOLOL. I need to find another roomate and move out of my parent's house. Forward to Friend | Comments (1) Nakie Punishment Day 2
I took a tribe kajira to the Gor hub and showed her the big map. I explained about some of the dots on the map and let her get an idea for how many Gorean cities there are in second life. I think I blew her mind LOLZ. The Gor hub is an interesting place. We were there awhile with me totally naked and nobody ever said a word to me about it. Then again, what's another naked slave in Gor though, right? I enjoy the hub because I don't have to stop and explain Gor to every person I meet there and also cuz I meet some very interesting people there. The costumes are incredible too. A tribe Mistress came to camp so I saw to her needs. I showed her to a soft fur and played my Kalika for her while she recovered from an icky day in her first life. We talked for quite some time back and forth. She told me what she was comfortable revealing about herself and I listened and tried to be encouraging. By the time my chain sister walked into camp the Mistress was up and dancing ad feeling much better about herself. I talked to Mistress En on skype later and She said I had provided good service to that Mistress and that made me feel good. Someone commented in my other blog that I should sort my inventory and that's funny becuase that's exactly what I did with the rest of my night. It wasn't very exciting but it needed to be done. The only other thing I did was walk the jungle looking for stray prims and check on the market. Mistress En said She was glad to see that I was picking up the challenge of my punishment. Mostly I try to think of how I would react to the situation if it was real. In first life not being able to wear clothes would wig me out but I think a kajira would accept it as part of her normal life so that's how I'm looking at it. I personally see being naked as a restriction of the places I can go in second life and a challenge to find things to do that don't require me to have clothes and also won't get me spanked for anything else. For day 3 I'm going to have to think of something fun. Forward to Friend | Comments (0) Nakie Punishment. Day 1
Day 1 of my punishment: I was helping a new tribe kajira. She needed an AO so I gave her a LM to the place where I got mine and she TP'ed off and bought one. It turns out she bought a single pose instead of an AO so I tried to explain how to buy an AO and she went back. She IM'ed me and was confused so I had to TP to the store with no clothes on to help her. Luckily the store is SUPER laggy so whenever anyone asked me I was all like "what?? I'm not naked! It must be the lag". LOLZ So I spent the rest of my time on Day 1 in the jungle. It's no biggie to be naked there. I was going to hit the Gor hub but I spent all my time writing a script for a friend and greeting and serving visitors to our jungle. The jungle was busy yesterday. So tomorrow is Day 2. The challenge is to find things to do with no clothes on (no cybersex. c'mon, creative things). Forward to Friend | Comments (2) I did it!
The script is for a flower. When someone touches it now the flower's petals all change color at the same time. The script in the root prim sends a message to all the linked petals each time the flower is touched. The petals respond to the message by changing themselves. I'll log in tonight and put up a better snapshot of the flower. I'm so happy. It worked!! [OK here is a better pic of the flower. I didn't make the flower itself I only wrote the script for it.] Forward to Friend | Comments (1) Hunted!!!!
They gave me a little time to get hidden before they came after me. I figured I was toast but I wanted to give them the best hunt I could so I decided to get creative and I started jumping like over and over and over as I ran. If I went up hill I jumped. If I went downhill I jumped. In the water was a jump. Jump jump jump. LOLZ. It must have worked becuase they couldn't get me down and I must have run circles around the SIM I don't know many times. I knew that plants & stuff were no cover so I used prims, like buildings and stuff, I also ducked around huts and I used this one part by a waterfall over and over. Jump jump jump, I was going like crazy!! It was so funny. They had me down to 21% on my meter at one point. I stopped on top of a mountain to yell something very un-slave like at them before I jumped away again. I jumped so much my fingers hurt on the keyboard LOLZ. I did hear one of the Mistresses call me a 'bloody kangaroo' at one point as I was jumping past her. LOLOLOLOL. We eventually ran out of time and they TP'ed me back to camp. They kinda scolded me for jumping too much. Mistress En reminded me that She can leash me from anywhere in the SIM. She said next time She'll just leash me and shoot me at Her leisure. LOL. I admit that I cheated a little by jumping but I was trying to keep from going down too fast. I thought with two Huntresses after me they would quickly corner me and finish it. Anyways it was fun. I know next time they'll think of some fun way to trap me I just know they will. I told Mistress En that I have four older brothers in first-life and I've been hunted before. Many times they've gotten me with water balloons or worse. I've learned to run fast and hide well LOLOLOL. Forward to Friend | Comments (0) Mistress En
She teaches me quietly, gently. She never never yells at me. It makes me wanna try as hard as I can for Her in whatever I'm doing. I've screwed up so many times since I got to the jungle and She's always all like "ok, well, don't do that again." She answers all my questions no matter how dumb they probably seem to Her. She even talks to me about relationships and first-life stuff that I'm trying to figure out for myself right now. Embarrasing stuff that I don't know who else to talk to about. I feel like I could say anything to Her or ask Her anything. I would LOVE to have someone like Her around when I'm not in second-life. I mean, I could never talk to my Mom about the stuff She & I talk about. Even my cousin would wig-out on me and we talk about almost anything. Last night She had me sit with Her in this pose where I'm on the ground between Her legs and She is bent over and it looks like She is telling me something. She was really talking to Her friend in second-life but I didn't understand what they were saying so I was pretending that She was talking to me about loosing my collar, which still bugs the poo outta me that I did that. I was thinking about what it would be like. My avatar still had a bright red rear-end, from getting whipped over the collar. I was imagining what the sound of her voice would be like. Quiet like, but still going right into me, you know? I imagined the pain of my sore butt, with me kinda sitting to one side to ease the sting. I imagined Her scent, that close to me and all, the soft touch of Her hand on my shoulder, the brush of Her hair against my face, so many little things. I thought about focusing on Her boot as Her words poured over me, the sounds of the jungle behind us, the crackle of the fire, everything getting darker and darker as night time filled the jungle. I have such a crush on Her. I wish I could live in the jungle for real and be a kajira. Forward to Friend | Comments (0) Loosing My Collar
Anyways, I mentioned to Mistress En in IM that my collar wasn't working and She told me to come to Her hut and we would fix it so I did. As soon as I walked in She started laughing. I found out She already knew because I guess my collar IM'ed Her or something when it came off. So I learned a lesson today about not letting my collar come off. I got a good old fashioned whoopin' and She made me take everything off but my collar and my ankle cuff so I would remember what I'm supposed to always have on. So now I have to be a nakie butt girl in the jungle until She tells me I can wear clothes again. Mistress En wanted to make a point. She wasn't like mean or anything but she wanted me to understand. I was super PO'd at myself for letting that happen! I think collars ought to warn or something if they are about to be removed. Something like give me a message that says "You are about to get a whoopin' little missy are you SURE you want to wear that bow sheath in place of your collar?" We all went to a slave auction later and one of the girls at the auction place showed me how to turn on something called RLV that keeps my collar from coming off. I'm so happy now. No more spankin's, for that at least. Woot! Forward to Friend | Comments (1) 'Serious' Gor
As we were talking another woman came over and asked me how to get a job. I said I have no idea how to get a job since I never tried and she should become a slave like me since my tribe takes really good care of me and I hardly spend any money at all now that I'm a kajira. So she asked me how do I join so I found our tribe application and gave it to her. As this was going on others were warning her away from me and telling me things like 'she's only a day old how dare you' and on and on. I thought that was dumb since she had on new skin,hair, eyes & clothes so she must have been an ALT. But anyways. As she was filling out the application and asking me questions the woman who first greeted me Gorean style warned this other girl that she would be raped if she joined my tribe. That's not true and I said so to her. I told her that we have a consent rule in our SIM and rape only happens if everyone agrees to that sort of RP. She didn't get what I was saying and launched into a big long deal about rape is part of Gor and any Free who wants to take a slave can and will, blah, blah, whatever. I thought the lecture was dumb but I kept trying to explain. I said every Gorean SIM has rules. Things like 3 lines of RP to bind, or no Primus wheapons allowed, or whatever. Our SIM has a rule that all actions must be justifiably Gorean and consensual between all parties. She asks me how many warriors we have to enforce that and says how a stronger army can raid us and make their own rules. So she still didn't get the difference between Gor and SL SIM rules. I kept trying to eplain. Meanwhile the other girl gave me her application and wandered off and I forgot why I even bothered to visit the danged infohub to begin with. I soon figured out that the other woman was a zealot with an ax to grind about non by-the-book Gorean role play. That's fine by me. I'm still learning Gor myself so I don't care. I just wanted to make my point about our SIM rules since I think that's part of why our SIM is so special and why everyone in the SIM is so close with each other. I kept trying to reach her. She told me I wasn't a kajira. She told me our jungle wasn't Gor. She told me lots of junk. On and on and on about how girls get raped in Gor and I could be and would be raped and blah, blah. I had a headache at that point. I finally TP'ed to our marketplace and offered this other woman a TP. I thought if she was handed the SIM rules she would understand. If she was Gorean she would be used to reading and abiding by SIM rules. I waited for her to TP and nothing happened. I IM'ed her and got nothing. I sent another TP offer, nothing. I IM'ed her again and she came back with something like 'confounded voice in my head, leave me alone. Jungle? what jungle? I have no money to charter a boat to the jungle' I was all like, huh?? U know, I love Gor so far. It's fun and scary and boring and exciting and simple and complicated and I just love it. But I think some people take it too seriously. Just because we have a rule that says I can decide I don't want to RP rape with every 13 year old who lands in our jungle sporting a sword and a penis doesn't mean we aren't Gorean. We are a BTB Gorean SIM. I am learning to be a BTB Gorean kajira. I am taught by people wo have been Gorean for a long long time. We are Gorean no matter what crazy people think. I decided last night to have fun in Gor and not get into any more religious arguments about stuff I don't really care about anyways. Learning to serve is hard enough without all this other junk going on. Forward to Friend | Comments (1) Too Hawt For Flickr
Oooooookaaaaaaaayyyyyy .... First of all, my stuff is all second life snapshots. I don't have a single real photograph on their website. Secondly, my raciest snapshot (which I've included above) shows more frogs than it shows of my avatar. I mean, c'mon, flickr is upset cuz my avatar shows butt cheek? They should go to the lake or a swimming pool there is far worse there, in real life. So annnnnnyyyyway ... I responded to flickr's email and told them I thought they were dumb and why. About a day after that they emailed me back and said they had reviewed my account and marked it as 'safe'. Thank God everyone, society is no longer in danger from that crazed kajira and her ruthlesss band of porno frogs. Forward to Friend | Comments (6) |
