Hunt Reporter Cinders Vale offers gifts from the Skull-n-Bones Hunt, the Fairy Tale Hunt and the Do the Dot Hunt with a new fashion show. You will see posters for the active grid wide hunts, those accepting applications and an announcement for the new home for Happy Hunting. You will find a link to our very own HQ in the sidebar on our website.
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The Raising of the Flags will celebrate the Opening of the Second Life 11th Birthday Community Celebration
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At 12 noon SLT today, the Second Life 11th Birthday Community Celebration will open – and the occasion will be formally marked – as it was last year, by the raising of the flags.
The flagpoles are bare now but, a little after noon, they will be raised to fly proudly over the Community Celebration and signify that the event is in progress.
This year it has been decided to raise the flags at 12.30 pm SLT, to give everyone the opportunity to attend the flag raising.
There are three sets of flags this year – and twelve different locations to watch them from.
The Eastern Flags
The North Western Flags
The South Western Flags
We’ll see you there!
Join us today, Monday 12th May at 2pm at the Designing Worlds studio in Garden of Dreams for a viewing party of our second and final episode from Fantasy Faire 2014!
In last week’s episode we looked at the various events that were happening during the Faire.
This week we look at the beautiful regions themselves … and talk to some of the designers: Marcus Inkpen (Blackwater Glen), Elicio Ember (The Faery Court), Jaimy Handcroft (Hope’s Horizon), Kayle Matzerath (Wiggenstead Mooring) and Beq Janus (Asperatus).
And we also see the magical Romance of the Faery Court ballet, devised by Amethyst Dovgal and Aisling Sinclair.
Join us at 2pm for an incredibly beautiful show!
Or – if you can’t attend in person – tune in to the web at 2pm SLT on Monday for a showing on Aview TV, on SLartist or on Treet – or catch it later in the week on our shows page on the Treet.tv web site at http://treet.tv/shows/designingworlds, on the Aview TV Designing Worlds channel – or on the Designing Worlds blog – our very own version of the iPlayer!
The Fairelands will be open for a couple more days – if you haven’t visited yet, now is the time to take in all the breathtaking builds. And there’s another whole week to complete the amazing Hunt – and also time to enter the special photo contest and the short story/poetry competition.
The bridge door swung open and a bedraggled woman stumbled in.
“Sir, we found this stowaway, poking around the nor’ west cloud storage. No sign of dust on her but I had ‘er drenched just in case.” A dark, thickset man with a rich black beard appeared in the doorway behind the scared looking woman. “And sir, she says Babbage sent her!” A sharp intake of breath passed audibly around the room and with two strides the captain covered the distance between them.
“Babbage!” The woman cowered as the captain growled, his face inches from her own. “So he lives, I guess anything is possible. What does he want with us?”
“I..I d..d..don’t understand?” The woman cowered. “Who lives? I..I..I’m just a reporter.”
“Yes. A spy, sent ot report on us, but not a very good one it seems.”
“No sir, j..just a r..r..reporter, I work for the Daily Prim in New Babbage.” The captain stood up to his full height to regard the woman.
“New Babbage?” His brow furrowed quizzically. “Stephenson, take her away. Take her to see Our Lady, help her dry off a bit.”
“Aye sir,” the woman’s captor stepped forward, grabbing her harshly by her clothing and dragging her stumbling out onto the decks. “you got lucky lass, the cap’n is feeling lenient it seems, I’d have seen you thrown o’erboard”.
“Stephenson!” The captin’s voice rang out clearly from the still open door. “I don’t want to hear of any accidents.”
“Aye sir”, the man growled shooting a dark look at the trembling woman.
“Something is not right here,” the captain turned to his first mate. “How’d she come to be on Asperatus and to have passed through the storms without us knowing and why would his name be the first thing she mentioned. I reckon it’d be about the last word I utter if I wanted to keep my feet on solid metal.”
“On your knees girl! You are about to meet Our Lady of Steam”, the captive found herself pushed to floor, in the centre of a large open platform. The throbbing and hissing of great steam engines enveloped her, the floor shaking with their strokes. Stephenson stepped forwards to pull a lever and slowly a shining brass sun turned, drawing back the bolt that held two giant doors closed. As the doors swung, the girl found herself shoved forward, pushed by a booted foot at her back. She turned her face to save her looks as she fell head-first to the deck. Rough hands unbound her arms. “Get up! And get shovelling”
“Our lady of steam…”, the young woman stared up at the towering arrangement of pipes and tanks, a boiler in human form, a many armed goddess. Behind her the clang of the doors resounded through the high ceilinged boiler-room, and as she heard the whirring, clicking sound of the lock mechanism sealing her inside she picked up the shovel and began to feed the furnace the burned between the goddess’ thighs.
Day 3 – The Faire is in full swing. Role play action from the Sanctuary group in Mourningvale Thicket, the Rickety Weasels in Wiggenstead Mooring and the Neo-Victorians in Asperatus and NeoLondon are drawing followers, follow the links to learn more and perhaps offer your help. Whilst the imminent launch of the first of the two hunts that the Faire will feature this year is on everybody’s lips.
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April showers have finally given us flowers and trees and the coming of spring in the northern hemisphere. Host and Hunt Reporter Cinders Vale brings forth gifts from the Catch the Blue Bunny Hunt and the Showers and Flowers Hunt.
In the Hunt Buzz Rosamoo Mendelsohn offers you the opportunity to sound off about your hunting pet peeves. Check out the Pet Peeve Submissions page at Happy Hunting and be heard.
Outside, an ear-splitting chorus of metal scraping across metal, the giant mechanisms of Asperatus strained, and twisted in their restraints, punctuated by the gunshot timpany of snapping cables sent writhing lethally through the storm as their tension was released. Inside, silence, not a soul daring to breath.
Without warning the howling winds ceased, the metallic screams diminished to rumbling moans as things settled back in to their new places. Outside the view transformed, a solid blanket of grey white cloud rolled placidly beneath them. The crew on the bridge stood mouths agape, outside people were emerging gingerly from their homes. gathering on the platforms and starting slowly, a ripple of elation swept through the population.
“Bring us to a halt, Pilot.” Commanded the captain, a note of relief evident in his voice.
“No need sir, we ain’t moving. Her engines are turning but it’s like she’s being held, sir.”
“Then bring them to idle, but leave them turning.” With this he turned his large frame to the brass speaking tubes and looking out to the crowds beyond the window with a smile, he addressed his people.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the legends tell us of the confluence, a coming together of disparate times and places, a conjoining, a uniting of wit and wisdom, against the scourge that plagues all our realms. None of us knew with any certainty whether this were a voyage of discovery or folly; the meticulous records of our learned ancestors told us where to come to, and when, but nobody knew whether we could make it through. As we stand here today, the journals will record us as we enter into history. Ladies and Gentlemen of Asperatus, I give you the Fairelands!” Outside, the crowds were growing as every man, woman and child emerged from the safety of their dwelling, blinking in the day light to see the new landscape. “Everyone of us now is a pioneer, there is no blueprint or plan for what comes next. But first things first, it seems we have happened upon a fine crop of cloud. Deploy the farm, let’s get harvesting!”
Within minutes the colony of Asperatus expanded, spinning out on mighty mechanical arms as teams of riggers linked walkways amongst the factories. Out on the very edges, giant “cloud eaters”, the many bladed harveters were already chewing their way into the mountains of cloudmass. Atop the warehouses, giant envelopes unfurled and began to expand filling with the cloud clippings. The precious harvest of raw cloud sucked up into the giant cloud storage balloons ready to be used. Before long the familiar piston sounds struck up as the giant cloud rendering factories pulled the raw cloud from the stores and through a process not dissimilar to distillation produced Asperatus gold, the essential element that keeps clouds afloat; luftgas to some, light air to others, whatever you wish to call it, it matters little, but for the population of Asperatus, it was all that kept them alive.
Day 2 has arrived and the Fairelands are in full swing, there are reports of disturbances across the realms and the Tiny keepers of the peace, the Faireland Marshalls have been patrolling visibly. No doubt some poor Faire-goer will contravene a law and find themselves at the mercy of Faireland justice, (an oxymoron of the first order). It seems that the reverberations of the unweaver’s attempts to disrupt the faire are still tangible but keep a tight hold to your hat and plunge into the Fairelands to see what short-lived wonders are there to behold.