My first venture into the world of Second Life was brought about by a blog I stumbled across looking for more people into the cyberpunk lifestyle. Stacia Villota wrote a few interesting posts and from what I read and saw I was hooked. I spent a few days digging up resources, the typical geek stuff from tutorials to videos, to every wiki article that seemed of interest. A week later I found myself downloading the game, creating an account and as William Gibson so aptly put it in his book “Neuromancer” I was “jacking in”.
Second Life… I was skeptical at first. I thought it was just another annoying micro transaction money pit filled with 15 year old German kids and perverts running around as whatever avatar they could dream up. I had seen several snippets from tech shows bashing the game including the MMO Report on G4TV. I soon discovered this wasn’t the case. The depth of this game has moved beyond what I would even consider an MMO and become something more.
When I opened the program I about died when I noticed there was only about sixty thousand people online. Compared to games such as WoW..[-cringe-] it’s not even a blip on the radar. Even games like Everquest 2 [-gag-] dwarf this project. I could hardly believe this had been around for several years.
Anyways I put my goggles and helmet on and dived in head first, hoping there was water in the pool. I ended up on Avatar Island and was greeted by a fucking weird cell shaded penguin… thing… who asked if I needed any help. Horrified at the frightening curiosity of a bored animator’s nightmare. I plugged in “newbie” in the search bar and got the hell out of there.
I was soon aimlessly stumbling across several sims by means of teleporting, trying to find free shit so I could stop looking like a complete asshole who just fell out of an episode of “Dawson’s Creek”. The people I met were unusually nice… it was scary as hell. I never once heard “STFU N00B I 4M T3H L33735T H4X0R 4R0UND” or ..something along those lines which would of instantly made me throw my laptop across the room.
I had e-mailed the author of the blog that was at fault for putting the SL Bumble bee into my head and I was soon PM’ed by her in the game. I was already off to a great start and she gave some pretty good advice to get me up and running in the game. The entire system is pretty simple and easy to learn, having a good mentor is always helpful. Ended up at a live music event, which was actually good. I’m not a huge jazz fan, but I can’t bash it. I thoroughly enjoyed a short set played by someone from Spain or Mexico… I couldn’t tell from listening to him.
Anyways after a while I was left to my own devices and had already plugged about 14$ from my bank account into the game for their currency of Lindens and it was burning a hole in my pocket. I spent the next few hours digging around several sims and exploring the fully interactive environments until I came up with a look I could identify with.
Somehow, I ended up looking like I crawled right out of “Mad Max”, but then again my personality isn’t too far from the that.
Second Life is a cyberpunk’s wettest dream come true. You can literally get anything, do anything, see anything, get info on anything, it’s a virtual utopia.
Oh yea… and did I mention lots of cyberpunk stuff…. its fucking everywhere.