Where to begin.
I was up until this morning selling my textures at Textures R Us, I have done so for months and have never had a problem, This morning I wake up to an offline email saying you have been removed from TRU's texture artist group, I was like WTF? I logged into secondlife to find a notecard, Quite a friggin rude one might I add, When I finally manage to figure it all out I realise its because I allow 3 other people to sell textures on a commission basis in my store.
She (Lillybeth) flat out accuses me of being a theif for stealing her idea? Excuse me your idea? since when did you own the copyright to a combined texture store? You don't.
I sent her a message back and very politely explained that I thought it was highly unfair, She had not made any contact prior to this (even tho the other artists have been their for a couple of weeks now) and that no where in her TOS does it mention that one cannot use their own store for such purposes.
I went out of my way to make sure I did the right thing, I even went so far as to stating that TRU artists need not apply so I didn't cause conflict. ( I also told her that)
Then I recieve a second notecard, Which was flat out rude, I tried to IM her but she has muted me. Yet my texture packs are still sitting at TRU and she has been earning commission from them all day.
This goes out to Lillybeth personally (because I know you read these forums), This could have been dealt with in a civil manner, You wanted to be a bitch about it. So heres a new flash for you, YOU DO NOT OWN SECONDLIFE, even though you like to think you do, You go on and on and on about how your the biggest texture store and blah blah blah but you want to know what your biggest problem is? You know that one of these days someone is going to come along and offer something that is way better then that which you do and they are going to completely kick your ass. I work bloody hard on my textures, some of them take me weeks so you can get your greedy little hands of them and return them to me and stop stealing (yes stealing) my lindens.
You also say that another artist does exactly the samething in their store but that its ok, yet you remove me and then be a complete bitch to me. You need help if you can't see how messed up that is...actually you need help full stop.
You terminated our contract therefore you have no right to be earning a single linden from my creations.
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Club Exotath Playlist 11/19/08
Posted 11/19/2008 10:22:08 PM by Sredni Eel - [Show All My Posts]
Exotath Playlist 11/19/08
Exotath Playlist 11/19/08:* * = Requested Song
* * The Medic Droid - Fer Sure
* Rammstein - Sehnsucht
* Velvet Acid Christ - Fun With Drugs
* Basshunter - Boca Anna
* Self - KidDies
* Rob Zombie - Dead Girl Superstar
* Inkubus Sukkubus - Vampyre Erotica
* Foo Fighters - Darling Nikki
* Lovage - Sex (I'm A)
* Lords of Acid - I Wanna See Your Pussy
* *Chuck Berry - My Dingaling
* Rob Zombie - Pussy Liquor
* My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult - Sex On Wheels
* Rammstein vs. Simple Minds
* Combichrist - Get Your Body Beat
* *Nickelback - Animals
* *Simple Minds - (Don't You) Forget About Me
* *The Birthday Massacre - Blue
* *Three Day's Grace - Pain
* *Rev Theory - Hell Yeah
* *Marilyn Manson - Mobscene
* Ministry - Jesus Built My Hotrod
* Captain Jack - I've Got a Jar Of Dirt (Techno)
* Angels and Airwaves - Everything's MagicDJ Alligator Project - Suck on My Lollipop
* The Ting Tings - That's Not My Name
* The Divinyls - Pleasure and Pain
* Weezer - Troublemaker
* *Collective Soul - The World I Know
* Linkin Park - Leave Out All the Rest
* The Cure - Plainsong
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Last Sunday's Gig a Success
Posted 11/19/2008 10:04:27 PM by The Jackass - [Show All My Posts] Oi!
I want to thank those of you who came out to hear me on Sunday. I saw a few new faces and names there. Several regulars told me it was the best show I've done so far. (think that's a complement)
I also heard myself on "SL Live Radio" for the first time. It was a little surreal. I thought maybe I'd accidentally clicked something on my computer and started Winamp or something by mistake but no, it was me coming from a jukebox in game, lol.
I'm going to have a little more time on my hands in December so, if any of you out there, after hearing my mp3 samples on my profile page, have events or venues you'd like me to play at, please feel free to drop me a message here or IM me in game (Glaisne Osterham).
I may have an event on the 29th of Novemeber but I havent heard the specifics or if its definite yet so, once again, I'll have to keep you in the dark until I hear something that sounds like a go.
Until next time.
Slainte Mhath (cheers)
The Jackass
Glaisne Osterham
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Fact
Posted 11/19/2008 8:51:35 PM by Nei - [Show All My Posts] Sorry...
I do not understand the languages other than Japanese at all.
The word that wants to be told is spelt by making good use of the translationmachine.
Still, there is a part not told well.
... My wish ...
I want to smile with all friends.
I want to have the spirit that gets over a painful thing strongly.
Please forgive me even if the conversation is unskilled.
English that is the common language is studied by a long stance.
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Hey Avatar! Video Tutorials for Your Beginner Friends
Posted 11/19/2008 7:55:16 PM by Mo Hax - [Show All My Posts] Made a page for the Hey Avatar! tutorial series I had blogged about earlier. Also now linked from Second Life wiki. Maybe you don't need it, but your new friends coming into SL might.
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How much lace can one dress hold?
Posted 11/19/2008 5:04:14 PM by Cajsa Lilliehook - [Show All My Posts] 
It’s a tough question and ably answered by Iota Ultsch of Tres Jolie in this marvelous dress of Guipure lace with the eponymous name Guipure. I love the beautifully balanced handdrawn lace textures in the bodice, glitch pants and skirt. This dress is all lace from top to toe.
Keep reading at It's Only Fashion
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You Are An ISTJ
Posted 11/19/2008 4:37:45 PM by CandaceFlossberg - [Show All My Posts] You Are An ISTJ
The Duty Fulfiller
You are responsible, reliable, and hardworking - you get the job done.
You prefer productive hobbies, like woodworking or knitting.
Quiet and serious, you are well prepared for whatever life hands you.
You are conservative and down-to-earth. You hardly ever do anything crazy.
In love, you are loyal and honest. If you commit yourself to someone, then you're fully committed.
For you, love is something that happens naturally. And you don't need romantic gestures to feel loved.
At work, you remember details well and are happy to take on any responsibility.
You would make a great business executive, accountant, or lawyer.
How you see yourself: Decisive, stable, and dependable
When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, conservative, and egotistical
What's Your Personality Type?
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The Meeting
Posted 11/19/2008 3:08:54 PM by Soft Kisses - [Show All My Posts] The Meeting
(a little Fiction, by Samantha Jennings)
She knew I’d be early for our first real life meeting, wanting a chance to get a little liquid courage in me before seeing her for the first time as a living, breathing three-dimensional human, and not her SecondLife Avatar, or a semi-grainy, strategically cropped two-dimensional photo. And she was right. I’d decided to go with Ketel One neat, with a twist of lemon. The VIP section of the club where we had decided to meet, had as it’s only light source, tables, the surfaces of which emitted soft white light upwards. The crystal tumbler of my libation with it’s clear contents, looked fabulous when lit from below.
I wore a knock-off of my favorite Dolce & Gabbana strappy t-strap sandals with 4” heels in silver, with a sleeveless black Jersey Dress from Diane von Furstenberg. Under it all, I was wearing my Scarlett No. 9 Lace Bra & Thong by Le’ Mystere. I accessorized with some sterling silver bangle bracelets, and half carrot diamond stud earrings.
Then I waited. I had gotten there more than an hour early, so I was on my third glass of vodka when she came through the door and started looking around for me. I had no trouble recognizing here immediately by the long curly red hair flowing around her face and bouncing off her shoulders. I pretended not to notice her come in though, making her search the dimly lit establishment. Finally she went to one of the finely dressed bartenders to inquire as to if they might have seen someone who looks like me come in. The bartender knew right away who she was talking about and motioned towards the stairs leading up to our private VIP salon. I saw her smile as she turned away from the brushed copper covered bar, that complimented her hair and the moss colored overcoat she was wearing.
When she came into the room, still brightly smiling, a waitress followed her in immediately to take her drink order. She ordered a glass of Macallan Fine Oak 15 Year Old Scotch, as she removed her overcoat. Revealed before me was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and as the waitress left to fill her order, she spun around to smile down at me. My legs were shaking. They do that.
She was wearing a beautiful tunic with black strappy sandals too, and I was pretty sure, she was wearing nothing else. I lifted my hands to take hers and help her to sit next to me, but she waited, and in taking them turned my wrists up to meet her lips. She kissed me there, and smelled my perfume, and the impossible happened. Her smile became even larger and more bright than before. I realized I was smiling like a crazy person, and suddenly got self conscious and turned my head away to compose myself. She reached down and placed a hand on my thigh, just above my knee in order to balance herself as she pivoted around the table in front of the deep leather couch and sit next to me there.
Still no words between us.
The waitress came back with her drink, and she never looked away from me. Our eyes had met, and we were locked in a gaze so penetrating, so intimate, so utterly devoid of any outside stimulus, that a car bomb could have gone off outside and we wouldn’t have blinked. The waitress asked us if anyone else would be joining us tonight. Neither of us answered, but I did manage to shake my head from left to right and back again once or twice. The waitress turned and as she left said, “I’ll just close the door then. Just push the service button if there is anything else I can do for you.”
I opened my mouth to try to say something to my Partner, and as I did so, she gently placed her index finger with closely trimmed nails and high clear-gloss finish to my lips as if to say, “Sssshhhhhhhhhhhh.” as delicately as she could. She leaned forward and in a timeless, exquisite, breath catching motion, placed both of her lips perfectly upon mine in a kiss meant for the ages. A kiss that lasted 5 second or 5 hours, I couldn’t tell which. A kiss so perfect, so completely wonderful that the tiniest remaining trepidation about meeting her was completely washed away. I rolled backwards, sinking into the plush leather and she followed me at the exact rate of decent, and while she did this, her outer hand found my waist and moved up to cradle my lower ribcage just below my left breast.
She broke away from the kiss to sit up a little bit and said, “Mmmm, I taste vodka”. I couldn’t move. My eyes were still closed and my lips were probably still making kissy movements. When I opened my eyes, She was sitting up straight, and was peering into her glass of deeply amber colored whisky. She raised the glass to her mouth and tilted it enough to pour a small measure in. Not swallowing right away, savoring the flavor, rolling it around to expose it to her entire pallet before swallowing. She then turned back to me, smiled again, then leaned back down to kiss me again and again and again.
After necking for a good hour, taking little breaks to have a sip of our drinks, she brought her clutch onto her lap, opened it up, and removed what looked like a white credit card. Turning it, I saw it had the word, “Marriott” printed in red along one side, and we both smiled at the same time.
“Yes, let’s go now.” Was all I could say.
(to be continued…)
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eh what the heck
Posted 11/19/2008 2:57:05 PM by Nikki Susanto - [Show All My Posts] You Are An ESFP
The Performer
You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.
A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.
You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.
You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.
In love, you are a smooth talker and incorrigible flirt.
While you get into relationships easily, you don't tend to stick around when times get tough.
At work, you do well in groups. You keep everyone laughing through difficult tasks.
You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.
How you see yourself: Capable, fair, and efficient
When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, stubborn, and silly
What's Your Personality Type?
interesting.
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