These are my new friends. I didn’t have any, so I made some.

“Go forth and multiply!”, she say. “Can I borrow your calculator?”, I say.

Just over a month ago I began the daunting task of creating a small tribe of avatars for an education project in Second Life. Having spent three years focusing on the subtleties of ‘synthetic individualism’ – tweaking shapes and skins and other things into distinct and credible virtual beings, I thought to myself – hell yeah, this can’t be that difficult, right? Well, I was cruising along at a pretty good clip until I hit the magic number ten and began to realize that creating fake people by the dozen was not for the faint of heart.

To make things more difficult, they all had to be ‘professionals’; that is, their appearance had to comply with the standards of the business world. Needless to say, having spent most of my real life (not to mention my virtual one) avoiding those standards by invoking my artistic license, I suddenly found myself staring into a yawning chasm, an occasional white shirt and tie drifting by. I not only had to quickly get a handle on an unfamiliar style of dress, but I had to find places to buy the damn stuff. I soon learned that there are a lot more mini skirts than pencil skirts in this little paradise of ours.

Now that it’s all over, though, I must admit it was satisfying in an odd sort of way. Not to sound megalomaniacal or anything, but it did make me feel a bit godlike, even though it was probably a bit more like being one of the elves in God’s workshop. But don’t tell that to the 21 new creatures who now believe in me. I wouldn’t want to disappoint them.

That little fox up there, btw, is Quin, my femme finale. She had just acquired that glorious crown of cascading locks and I had just enough strength left to snap a photo. A fitting image to end one of the bigger population explosions in the history of sl; 21 avatars birthed in 36 days. Would that qualify them as noobie boomers?

Anyway, I think I’llĀ  try to grab me a bit of sabbath. Procreating can be a lot of work, ya know.

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2 Responses to These are my new friends. I didn’t have any, so I made some.

  1. Nightflower says:

    Wow..did all that procreating leave you, erm, sore? And as importantly, did it leave you broke? That’s a lot of hair and fashion to consume! But congrats on your achievement. Your model above is smashing :)

  2. Chrome says:

    Thanks, Night. Fortunately for me, procreating in Second Life requires more mind than matter and actually, the shopping was more of a ‘grind’ than the begetting. Best of all, money was no object – which seemed about right for shopping in a virtual world – so I spoiled my offspring somethin’ awful. Glad you like the latest model. :)

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