Stand and Deliver!

Describe yourself. Who are YOU in SL? Why are you Neko? Or human? Or Furry? What is it about this fascinating place that has made you fascinating and helped you to shape that fascination? SL brings out the poet in all of us - do you agree? Is your avitar a poem for us all to read?

Well, Stormy is still seeking her story. At the moment she closely resembles her RL counterpart, but is seeking a way to define herself in a way that sets her apart from her counterpart, at least in a few ways.

No, but it's hot

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil

I just breeze about in Second Life making stuff, chatting, dancing and exploring. I am one of the ordinary people circulating in a world where anything is possible and all sorts of wierd things can be seen. In that respect I'm a bit like Alice in wonderland! I'm quite self-assured - I've known who I am in SL right from the start.

My avatar is an elf with pointy ears.

Because I like to point at things with them.

I'm here to be a more moral and upstanding citizen.

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There once was an AV named Ray
who found himself quite bored one day
He bought a full sim
Now he's looking quite grim
Because his tier fees are flipping today.

I'm the dandy highwayman who you're too scared to mention
I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention
The devil take your stereo and your record collection! (oh-oh)
The way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension!

Stand and deliver your money or your life!
Try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion
The clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots that people think so dashing
So what's the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking? (oh oh)
It's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making

Stand and deliver your money or your life!
Try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!

And even though you fool your soul
Your conscience will be mine
All mine

We're the dandy highwaymen so tired of excuses
Of deep meaning philosophies where only showbiz loses
We're the dandy highwaymen and here's our invitation (oh oh)
"Throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation"

Stand and deliver your money or your life!
Try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!

And even though you fool your soul
Your conscience will be mine
All mine

Qua qua da diddley qua qua da diddley
Qua qua da diddley qua qua da diddley

Stand and deliver your money or your life!
Stand and deliver your money or your life!

That pretty much sums it up. I'm a smartass who regularly makes use of obscure references for fun.

I've got a grouchy redhead and a bubbling blonde neko. One does the work, one plays with the catnip.

The redhead is more me, the public front that people tend to see when I'm fed up with things. The furbrain is my.. less used personality quirk. I'm still trying to eradicate it and am hoping that it might transfer itself to SL on a more permanent basis.

Well...currently my AV is a black and gray tiger wearing brass goggles and a backpack...

Quadraped tiger, BTW...not anthropomorphic...


Is that poetic?
Certainly not a haiku at present...

I am basically me. My AV does magnify my RL traits somewhat. But I really am the arrogant stubborn redneck that you see. I really do flirt with every woman I see. I am also the guy who will do anything to help a friend and will stand by them through what ever trials they face. (yes several of my friends have been on trial.)

Comfortably numb.

Outwardly ...Ima! lurker nobody who amuses herself in so many ways it annoys ppls,
but I'm having a hellava time!

Chris really is a loyal friend *hugs*

Sorry, The title made me think of that poem lol.
im part neko (i rarely wear my tail - it lags) but sometimes i forget my ears lol. Dunno what made them, I just saw them, tried them on and liked them. nothing really pushed me towards it. It makes me feel good.
I try to be red or pink haired when i can but i change all the time. i guess I am not anything in particular.
I wouldn't call me facinating, and i doubt I am a poem to read, but i do love to make up stories about other avvies when they walk past. Kinda like people watching.
My avvie's personality is very much my own. Tries to be funny, doesn't always manage it, laughs constantly, can be very hot tempered but is reluctant to do anything about it. She can be cheeky but is very compassionate and has empathy for others. Hidden depts and all that - hidden even from herself lol.

Anyway, I love poetry, so although it doesn't bring out te poet in me, quite often it will remind me of a poem i have read. Some people have just made me think of particular poems i now associate with them.

Not sure what to do with my alt yet. May make her a gothy type or something.

I am me.

and me.


=p

In ages long past,
a little girl lived, and dreamed,
and changed other's dreams.

"You must hide your gift",
"Use it for good, in secret."
counseled her parents.

But children did taunt,
dared her to make their dreams change.
Nightmares she sends them.

Almost killed by fear,
playmates blame her for bad dreams.
Rumors start spreading.

In land ruled by swords,
superstition beat reason.
Mob gathered in fear.

They hunted the child,
burned her home, killed her kinfolk,
afraid of her dreams.

"We must drive her out!",
and with pitchforks and torches,
they forged what they feared.

Alone in the woods,
her pain cried out for vengeance.
Dark power answered.

With all she loved lost,
no path was too dark to take.
Dark aid accepted

Gave herself freely,
gave up all feelings of love,
to master Nightmare.

Many years later,
with Nightmare as her weapon,
she had her vengence.

The searing dark wind,
laid low those who wronged the child,
drove them mad with fear.

Centuries later,
life prolonged by dark magick,
she was Deified.

Goddess of Vengence,
Queen of the dark nightmare realms,
other Gods saw her.

Kitsune's Goddess,
The Kami Inari saw,
someone worth saving.

Altered fate's pathway,
and sent a nine-tail to see,
if Ceera could love.

Curses were lifted.
The spark that was dead flared bright.
Transformation starts.

To be with her love,
she left her dark ways behind,
and remade herself.

Her power to make,
the nightmares and illusions,
took on a new form.

Once a destroyer,
talent now used to create
new Realities.

Goddess Inari,
transformed her to Kitsune
her past forgiven.

Thus now is Ceera
Kitsune and world maker
Creation Goddess.

Ceera, you might be all goddess like, but that still makes me want to cuddle a fox!

Claire, I just really *looked* at your user title.

What is this Drublic and where can I find it?

*smiles* Thank you. That pretty much sums up Ceera's roleplay backstory. She first appeared in a different roleplay forum, as a powerful magic user capable of causing dreams and nightmares, and aspiring to become a Dark Goddess. She used dark magicks, but was not inherently 'evil'. Just amoral. Over the course of several years, she did become the local deity of Nightmare and vengeance. But an aspect of her was still trying to redeem herself and make up for her past, and that aspect of her began to get a pretty positive reputation. She eventually met and fell in love with a nine-tailed Kitsune, much to the surprise of both of them! The Player of that Kitsune left those roleplay forums to come to Second Life, and Ceera followed, taking on a Kitsune form here herself, and becoming a Builder and texture artist here.

Other avas wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I'm an Avatar
Phenomenally
Phenomenal Avatar
That's me.

I'm jes yer average kid. I'd say I'm five, but I have to be careful "asserting an age" in SL. I'm human, about 3' 9" tall, caucasian, brown hair an eyes, glasses. I have a mommy, a daddy, a sister, a brother, a nana, an a bunche of aunts, uncles, an cousins.

My second life might be fascinating for not being fantastical, and yet being full of the fantastic. It is my childhood, the second time around.

Mari