*looks up from serious moody contemplation* Oh its you. Haven't seen you around here in a while. So. The question today is the Greta Bare or the Ingrid Bare? *turns to you holding up one of each* which do you think? What do you mean you don't know the difference? How could you possibly not understand the difference? I mean this is Stiletto Moody. The Shoe of ALLLL Shoe. You live. You breathe. You worship. You do not say you do not know the moody. You always know the moody. *takes a deep breath and practices virtual breathing excersises. Turns to you with a virtual smile pasted upon virtual girl's face.* Anywho, I really can't blame you I guess for not understanding the importance of moodyness. I mean you obviously havent reached the level of fashion sense in order to appreciate this. It's ok. Someday you may be able to attain this. So what exactly can I do for you today? I mean last time you came you wanted to know what Second Life was. *Pauses to listen* Oh, you want to know how one begins a life here? Well that is completly dependent upon the Avatar. Each person takes a different path. Most who come into our Virtual World are clueless. They think woot free sex and clubbing. Then they discover the moodys. Oops sorry distracted. Tell you what. I need a little bit to think on this and to finish my shoe shopping. Can we get together in a bit? Thanks! Huggles!!!
Exit Virtual Girl and her Moodys
Enter Reality Girl shaking eyes darting
*muttering to herself* They all have detachable parts. Sex sex sex. It's always about sex. They even turn into horse people and have sex with each other. Freaky. It must be stopped. Consperacies all around us. Garden gnomes. Rabbits. Why do they have virtual rabbits and garden gnomes if they werent planning something. Prim babies!! They are procrating!! It must be stopped! I must discover a solution to this. Research. First I need coffee. I need more Coffee. I told them I knew things they didnt listen though. It's just getting worse. The numbers are growing. I need more coffee.
Exit Reality Girl shaking looking for coffee
Enters Moody Mad Virtual Girl
*sits twirling her Damselfly Irelynn Hair right leg extended as she twists it this way and that.* Ugh shadows. Oh you again. Sheesh you do have timing. Could you possibly get out of the lighting. I mean I am working here on my Moodys. This takes technique and talent. I mean you dont think I just walk in there and go oooh I want this pair cause they are sooooo cute. Buy them and off i go. Gawd when will people learn. *Gestures to the seat next to her impatiently as she clicks her toes again.* Moodyness is all about having the right attitude. The ability to stand amoungst any crowd and know that they will look at you and say wow now there is a woman. A woman I can admire. She wears Moodys. *turns and looks at you in horror.* How dare you suggest that they are only shoes no different then any other out there! That is like saying.. like saying that that white bread is no different then wheat bread because it is all bread. I mean these are no ordinary shoes. These shoes make you someone. They elevate you in status. They compose your personality. When you wear the Moodys you become a part of the phenomenom that can only be described as the Moody Family. *looks offended* You know what I don't think I want to talk to you anymore today. Especially not about your silly topic of jobs. You insulted Moodys, therefore obviously are low in fashion sense and intelligence. Why don't you go talk to that nutcase Reality Girl. She has no clue about Moodyness.
Exit Moody Wearing Hissy Fit Hair Twirling Virtual Girl
*Reality girl stumbles past holding a mocha latte with a double shot of espresso. Head twitching as she mutters*
I saw them. I saw them do things. Do bad bad bad things. They have monsters. I need to becareful. Have to protect myself. They will find me and try to get me in there. Can't let it happen to me. I won't let them take me to the rabbits or gnomes. They arent gonna have sex with me with their detachable parts. Perverted expieraments. Its part of a grand plan to see if they can control us. People are getting out of control out here so bring them into a virtual world. Make them think they can do what ever they want. When in fact they are being watched. They are being gathered like sheep and jacked in. Eventually they won't be able to tell Reality from Virtual. I won't let them take me. *takes a sip with shaking hands and stumbles off muttering more about the consiperacies of the government to take her and use her as a sex sheep*
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