LaskyaClaren

Dresden wrote: JT Castanea wrote: How many times must I report a clear harassment account generated ONLY to harass me, give rl information and disparage my children online? If someone is truly harassing you, then you need to report them to your local police. If all they're really doing is bothering you online, then you need to make use of the tools already given you to protect yourself or get over it. ...Dres Maybe I'm missing something here, Dres, but it seems to me that -- assuming that the OP is accurately reporting what is happening -- this is a pretty legitimate complaint. He is describing violations of the Community Standards which, in some contexts might, I suppose, come under the heading of "being bothered online," but that in SL are, in fact, violations of the platform's own rules of conduct. The point that he is, I think, making is precisely that he's tried using "the tools already given" to him to deal with it, and that they aren't working. To the OP: I don't know how "many times" you need to make a report, but LL does seem, from all that I've heard, to work pretty slowly on these things, and not always to the satisfaction of those making the complaint. Make sure, if you are filing an abuse report, that you include a screenshot and as much useful detail as possible: that may help. Or it may not.

Taeem wrote: I´d be careful with that club, those cubes sound like the perfect hiding place for botted Redzone scripts that are said to still being used by land owners. Someone should confront the club owner about it. Not me, I´m on his mute-list already because he didn´t understand that he undermined my right of free expression when I was shifting into my dire wolf form on the dance floor, so I had to call him names in his IMs, after he banned me from his club and I couldn´t use localchat for that anymore to make his guests aware of the discrimination and racism in his club. By the way, did anyone notice the land forums seem more quiet than usual? My sister thinks the land trading folk got a headstart for Sansar alongside the handpicked creators already and that they are busy forming cartels over there already, because they are worried about the rumours of cheap land. I heard they were all alts of the "inner circle" of Lindens, collecting information for Ebbe, while testing out a new tool that would effectively ensure that no one's inventory would be transferrable to Sansara. It's all been orchestrated, or so a blog I read says, by the biggest land barons in league with the half dozen merchants who hold the throttle on the Marketplace who have been preventing me from selling my new mesh toenails there. It's all on the creators forum if you read between the lines, but I can't say more because the last time I spoke about this here the sim I was in went down for maintenance for a whole hour, which was NOT a coincidence I think, but then I KNOW that there are sim owners who are passing around names of "troublemakers" like me who try to tell people about the way that this place really runs. [You're good, btw. Very good.]

Taeem wrote: Too late. A SL friend of the RL husband of the SL cousin of a SL friend of a RL friend heard they're already selling your IP-adress and creditcard info, but on some social media site that doesn´t belong to the LL group, so it´s fine. But if you don´t click on weird looking links in your group notices and lock the doors, you can save at least your rezzed out furniture. OMG. I know EXACTLY who you're talking about! He was rezzing self-replicating Donald Trump cubes at a club I was at last night!

Conifer Dada wrote: OK, the drama starts here:..... I was up on the partially flat roof of my club building attending to one of the six flags, which had got snagged around its brass flagpole. The weather was fine and sunny and the wind had died down since the storm. Over and above the sound of the psy-trance music stream I heard a sudden metallic crash and immediately realised that the ladder had fallen down. I'm always careful to make sure a ladder is stable, so something must have made it fall. Then I saw a figure running away up the road. It was a very well-stuffed light green teddy bear dressed in a black top hat and a white towelling baby's nappy**. That might be perfectly normal here, but then I moused over the teddy and managed to read its name, which I recognised as one of the most notorious griefers and extortionists on the Grid. I clicked on its profile and there was a portrait snapshot of the same green teddy bear in a top hat, grinning maliciously and with no fewer than three big fat cigars in its mouth. Its profile bio read: "U makes me some troubles then U byebye of SL forever"........ continue this drama, someone.....please...... ** American translation: diaper. I could see what kind of a day it was going to be. A dirty, stinking, low-down day. Like most of my days. The kind of day that was only good for flinging back shooters and slapping the ugly mugs of the kinds of griefers who hung out at Lou's. So, yeah, that's where I went. As I opened the stained and cracked frosted glass door, a lashing of heavy cigar smoke rolled out onto the street like the obscene, coated tongue of a rube who'd had 5 or 6 too many, and thought that blood thinned with rubbing alcohol qualified him as a "man." The kind of rube who inevitably hit on me, in places like Lou's. Kicking aside the smoke, and a half dozen drunken newbs on the floor with my studded leather thigh highs, I picked my way through the tables, chairs, and boozy wolf whistles to the bar. Lou himself was there, pretending to wipe down shot glasses that were yellowed and cracked with age. "Hey, doll," he said, with a leer. "Ain't seen your prim hiney in here since that day Rod and you got so drunk you spiked Prok's prune juice with gin. Whatcha been doin' to keep busy? Why dontcha visit no more?" "Yeah, I've had better things to do. Like counting sewer grates. Give me a tequila." Lou scowled, his scruffy unshaven face looking momentarily like the business end of a toilet brush, spat on the floor, and poured me a short one. "There was some guy in here lookin' for ya earlier," he growled. "A bear. A green bear. I didn't like his look, so I told him to scram. If I'd have known you'd be here, I'd have let him stay. He looked like trouble. Mighta been fun." Lou leaned over me, his gin-soaked breath fogging my eyeballs. "Yeah? I live to amuse you, Lou," I replied, disdainfully removing his hand from my cleavage. Lou scowled again, and swung around, back to the shot glasses and bottles of cheap bourbon that were nearly his only friends. I slugged back the tequila, and was about to ask for a second, when a hand suddenly descended on my shoulder. "Lasky! How lovely to see you here! It's been a while!" I knew that voice, and its oily tone again left me feeling like I needed a bath. I turned, already knowing who I'd find, and was unsurprised to see **** ***, a well-known forum poster, standing behind me. "Not long enough, ***," I replied. "Can you take your hand off my shoulder? I had this mesh cleaned yesterday, and grease is so hard to get out." "To HELL with you, Lasky!" he shouted. "You always were an unfriendly b*tch. And here I was going to warn you about a griefer who's on the look out for you. A furry . . . and he wants to burn ya. You and some others. Says he's getting together a new gang, and they're gonna rule this place. Once they've cleaned out the trash. Like you." *** turned and strode away angrily into the smoke of the bar. "Well, sh*t," I muttered to myself, "Just when things seemed set to be getting boring." (TBC . . .)

Canoro wrote: damn it! what the hell happened to my account? where are my posts? OMG! Poor you! Well, at least she hasn't messed with MY account! I can still see my face on my badge!

DejaHo wrote: I heard that the last time Pep was in-world he was captured (with much resistance, of course) by six feminazi who then brought him to the billionfalling sim on Sansara and proceeded to . . . well, you can probably figure out the rest. It could just be hearsay. Lies! LIES! I was NOWHERE NEAR THERE!!! And besides, I was provoked.

Canoro Philipp wrote: well, the prizes entice me to not participate in contributing ideas.. because if I do, a well known employee of Linden Lab, who actually have an alt here, will make sure to make some of my inventory things dissapear, and delete the last name of my account. Oooh! That's pretty good. It's probably the same employee who turned my avatar upside down!!!!

Perrie Juran wrote: Which will scare off 97.328571% of the posters here. Can you at least hint in an unmistakeable kind of way at who you specifically mean by slightly disguising their names or referencing their badge pictures? Pleeeeeeasssee?

KarenMichelle Lane wrote: Rhonda Huntress wrote: ..."I met a guy last night that said he was part owner of Libden Labs and he said he could give me a rim job. What kind of work is that and what should I wear? I'm really excited to get started." Why that two timing, horses arse... He promised me a rim job and a car wash as well! See if I ever give anyone from Libden Labs the time of day again.! [storms off in a huff giving dagger looks towards Club Naive where we met.] Rhonda, lets go over to Club Pink Kitty and drown our sorrows... Not a bad start. But you really need to make veiled references to nasty or obscene IMs inworld. Come on people! We can do this!!!

Rhonda Huntress wrote: I thought Friday threads were about risque topics asked honestly by someone who was ... I don't want to say clueless but that's about the Nieve is a better term. "I met a guy last night that said he was part owner of Libden Labs and he said he could give me a rim job. What kind of work is that and what should I wear? I'm really excited to get started." Well, yeah, Strictly speaking, I think, a Friday thread should feature 1) a mind-numbingly stupid subject articulated by 2) someone who is clearly out of their depth with 3) unintentionally hilarious results. But I figure my OP qualifies on at least two out of three counts. I'm not sure how well your example would work, really. The reference to rim jobs would likely go over the heads of those of us here who, like me, know almost nothing about cars.

So, looking over the threads here, I see a reiteration of the now-customary complaints that the Forums are BORING, that they are just about HELPING PEOPLE now, and have nothing to hold our attention or make us want to post here. I propose to do something about this. A brief and admittedly unscientific analysis of the "good old days" of the old GD forum, and later versions of the same, suggests to me that what kept us alive, excited, and on the edge of our seats was controversy, contention, and drama. And by "controversy" and "contention," I mean drama. So, in the spirit of a Friday on the Forumz, I invite you all to contribute your ideaz for really good dramaz. To qualify, your conception must adhere to the following: It should be based almost entirely on unsubstantiated hearsay and gossip It must be entirely pointless in any real, lasting, or practical sense It should employ a full range of nonsensical fantastic paranoia and/or conspiracy theory It should have absolutely nothing to do with "helping"' anyone, community-building, or relationship-strengthening. Finally, it should NOT include names, because I love my trolls and wouldn't want to see them banned from what is SURE to be an exciting and dynamic new place to participate!Prizes for the best ideas for new dramaz are as follows: First Place: A week in the Cornfield with Pep's latest alt Second Place: A week in the Cornfield without Pep's latest alt Third Place: Pep. I look forward to hearing your exciting ideas!

Snugs McMasters wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: Snugs McMasters wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: I, on the other hand, blameless ingénue that I am . . . I've tried that. It doesn't work. YOU, Snugs, are a Saint. And anyone who says differently has never clicked "Yes" to the "Madelaine McMasters Experience." That might just be the best damning with faint praise I've ever received. Rats. I was trying to praise with a faint damn.

Dillon Levenque wrote: Madelaine McMasters wrote: Dillon Levenque wrote: That is so in line with what I've experienced in the times I've been one of the (possibly intoxicated) dancers in RL. Or a blissful dancer in SL? ;-). Aye, that too. That's the thing about experiences. Once you've had them, they're part of you. They are an element in your narrative. In that particular instance, a very positive and treasured element of mine. . Yeah, This. That's essentially the point I'm trying to make about "genuinely" acting "younger." It isn't really "acting" at all -- and the corollary is that it's also not really "younger." It's who one is now.

Madelaine McMasters wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: And part of it is, too, that the fact that 90% (or more) of us represent as 20-somethings says a whole lot about RL attitudes towards age that we are, apparently, unwilling to question in SL. So, are we really employing SL in this regard as a "potential miracle" . . . or are we just using it to mindlessly reflect an ageist agenda pushed in RL by advertisers, the fashion industry, the entertainment industry, etc.? . . . Even given the skins of five years ago, I don't think my avatar looks 20 something. No, actually. Yours doesn't, I think. At one time I thought "Laskya" didn't either, but I now think I was wrong. . . . My RL wardrobe hasn't changed in the last five years, there's no reason my SL wardrobe should. Your reasoning is flawless, but . . . It's always interesting, and frustrating, when being genuine looks like a falsehood. Were I here more, I'd probably go looking for a skin that's more reflective of the 45 years of wisdom that continues to elude me. AHA!!!!!! That said, irihapeti's got it. If you carefully watch my Mom playing with children, you might only see children. I think we can all do this (and appreciate it in others) to varying degrees, depending on the circumstances. If we're seeking affirmation, or feel more comfortable conforming, the circumstances will dictate where we go, but we will go. If we don't give a damn, the circumstances don't matter,. That's when the eye-rolling (and real fun) starts. I do love to be around people who can age surf with me, but it's not necessary. I don't think I've met anyone who's pretending to be younger at heart than they are. Have you? Well, see my answer to irihapeti, above. I don't know that I know what "young at heart" really means, except in somewhat schlocky Hollywood terms. We are all enormously complicated figures, and someone of an older age who is genuinely engaging in behaviour that society normally classifies as "young" is still being genuine for all that society might think otherwise. But that's behaviour. Would we, most of us anyway, say the same thing about someone who consciously and deliberately tries to LOOK younger than they are? Which is really what we are doing when we put on our avatars. (The counter to that is the point that Kelli made above: that young is the "default" here. It actually requires effort NOT to look young.)

Snugs McMasters wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: I, on the other hand, blameless ingénue that I am . . . I've tried that. It doesn't work. YOU, Snugs, are a Saint. And anyone who says differently has never clicked "Yes" to the "Madelaine McMasters Experience."

irihapeti wrote: when a 30s-40s-50s+ is dancing (a little bit intoxicated sometimes) to a song from their youth then they arent dancing as a 30-40s-50s+. They are dancing as a teenager. They are transported back in time. In their minds and memories. They are young again, for those moments. We see this every weekend, in 1000s of faces, on 1000s of nights for over the 10 years now that we have been playing the pubs + SL is a bit like this as well I think. Sometimes we connect with others of our own age as ourselves, and other times we dont when we dont then we are dancing (a little bit intoxicated) as our younger selfs once more. In our minds and memories, for those moments That's an interesting insight, and one that I can relate to, somewhat. When I first started in SL, I hung out for a long while at a popular coffee house. Not infrequently, because I didn't always feel like I was "fitting in," I'd dance on the roof of the place while everyone else was chatting below me. (In hindsight, I was being a bit sulky and showboaty, I guess . . . a difficult time in my life in RL, etc. But that's neither here nor there.) Sometimes, some of the others who had been chatting would come and join me dancing on the roof, and it would evolve into a sort of big, wild, noisy impromptu dance party . . . on a roof. And on those occasions, I did find myself "feeling" a bit like I had when I was 10 years younger (not that I did a whole lot of dancing on roofs in my 20s, but you get the idea . . .) But I don't think I was "regressing," or becoming my younger self -- it was just that the experience resonated with past experiences I'd had when I was younger. The experience you describe (and I'd apply this to what Dillon describes below too) is completely genuine, precisely because it is in us, an expression of who we still actually are. I wouldn't have enjoyed the wild rooftop dance parties if that part of me was not still very much alive, I think. And that's a bit different than what we do when we assume an avatar, because that IS an external shell: it's a "sign" that we wear, maybe partly in response to our own desires or insecurities, but also surely very much because it represents how we want to be read by others. And it is read, mostly, by the lights of social conventions about age. "Acting young," when it is genuine, isn't really "acting" at all, because all of our past selves are still part of who we are now. And on such occasions, I suppose there can be a sort of a sort of correspondence between virtual and "real" selves. But so much of the rest of the time, maybe, we are constructing papier-mâché selves that say more about who we are precisely because of the dissonance, rather than the truth in representation.

Madelaine McMasters wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: I am not now, nor have I ever been, a member of . . . I've tried that. It doesn't work. Well, I don't think that Super Villains are ever very credible when they try to make such claims. I, on the other hand, blameless ingénue that I am . . .

Sy Beck wrote: . . . I couldn't let you be exposed ever again to nasty words . . . Oh wow. Waaaaaaay too little and too late, Sy. The thought is appreciated, but maybe it's best that you limit yourself to opening doors for me instead. :-)

Snugs McMasters wrote: Goodness, you're taking risks today, aren't you? (SHE is.) Wait. Who are YOU???? (But I'm not.) .

Perrie Juran wrote: Long time, no see! I hope all is well by you. And a good topic, something that may actually cause some people to think. We will pray that they don't hurt themselves. I am currently reading on a bit of a whim a curious book entitled, 'Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Slayer.' In it one of the key charachters, a vampire named Henry talks about aging. I'm summarizing a bit here. He states that the first hundred years as a vampire "are exciting ones learning how to ensare victims and amass wealth, fulfilling evert imaginable desire of the flesh......" And then he adds, "it's all great fun." By the time the second hundred years arrive they find that their minds are starving, so they pour through libraries and books, take up music and painting...." All great intelectual endeavors. But by the third century he states, "The intoxication of etenity has worn rather thin." Perhaps there is an analogy to SL in this. /me waves happily Well, I sort of wonder that too. But while our virtual bodies might change in only unsubstantial ways, our habits, interests, and predilections surely continue to evolve, sometimes perhaps in age-contingent ways, so perhaps we can get at least a century of so of enjoyment out of SL before it gets stale. It might, after all, take that long before Project Sansar or High Fidelity get off the ground, and we are all transfigured into gloriously angelic new avatars.

Dillon Levenque wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: Sy Beck wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: It's obviously "Let's Bait Laskya Week" on the SL Forums. ;-) Pep has taught you all too well. "SAFE SPACES SIMS FOR LASKYA!" Thank you, Sy. At LAST. The respect and consideration that I deserve! *sniff* Laskya, there will never be a safe place for you as long as you're on Maddy's Victims Friends list. Maddy who???? I am not now, nor have I ever been, a member of . . .

Perrie Juran wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: Perrie Juran wrote: You could simply enable RLV and exchange collars. It's obviously "Let's Bait Laskya Week" on the SL Forums. ;-) Pep has taught you all too well. The last thing I would consider myself is a 'student of Pep.' Unless you were talking about examples of what I don't want to be. You cut me to the center of my Martian heart. But I still love you. I might even be able to offer you a safe place. Besides, Martians are suckers for foot rubs. Awww. I'm sorry: it's too easy to forget that Martians have feelings too. If you don't like the comparison to Pep, of course, there seem to be a great many people here just like him that I can use instead . . . ;-)

Sy Beck wrote: LaskyaClaren wrote: It's obviously "Let's Bait Laskya Week" on the SL Forums. ;-) Pep has taught you all too well. "SAFE SPACES SIMS FOR LASKYA!" Thank you, Sy. At LAST. The respect and consideration that I deserve! *sniff*

Perrie Juran wrote: You could simply enable RLV and exchange collars. It's obviously "Let's Bait Laskya Week" on the SL Forums. ;-) Pep has taught you all too well.

Dresden wrote: *clicks Block Experience* :matte-motes-silly: ...Dres Damnit. I knew leaving that button in place was a mistake. :-( If it's any consolation, the only reason it doesn't say "Give Laskya and Dres a footrub," etc., is that there wasn't enough room. No, seriously.