Part II: The Beginning

OK, I'm jacked in....now what to do? Where the hell am I? They seem to have transported me to some sort of shrine on the shoreline as my beginning point into 2nd Life. Let's explore a little.

I noticed some ye olden looking ships docked along the pier next to the shrine. I floated my ass on over to one for some cargo inspection. No cargo was to be found, but I did meet an interesting lady in the captain's cabin. She ignored me for a bit and seemed more intent on altering the room. I asked if this was her ship. She proceeded to turn my pelvis into a large bar of soap which made me say "I feel so dirty, I need a washing!" several times without any control over myself.

After that subsided she confided that she may or may not own the ship, but she was definitely involved in rearranging the room. She told me to drop the torch. I said no. She asked again more intently. I said no. The torch was my friend and it went with my clothes I said. She relented and said it was my choice. I wished her well and left her to her room rearranging.

Man. What did that chick have against torches?

Speaking of sounds. If you choose the "stream music" option, whatever music a land owner has cued up will play as you walk, or fly, by their turf. I was passing so many properties while flying that it ended up sounding like a bad FM shuffle. I turned the speakers down.

Madonna house music was blasting from this person's private property with the weird dancing rainbow thing in the front room.

Looks like someone was trying to build a stargate.

Let's see if we can swipe anything. I spied my first unattended helicopter.
No such luck. It let me sit in it, but that's all. Stupid theft protection. I thought the internet was supposed to be free and stuff.

Wait a minute. Looks like someone left their all-terrain vehicle submerged and forgotten. Let's see if we can help that poor vehicle out.
I'm learning a lot about theft protection. This truck liked me less than the helicopter. When I got in to take a spin, it shot me a mile into the air. I had to wait about thirty seconds before I finally hit ground again. Alright, dumb car, I'll leave you alone. Stay in the ocean then.

I was attempting to jack someone else's copter (don't worry, they weren't home) unsuccessfully, when I noticed they had a political sign in their yard. Neat!

It turns out Huygens is lousy at thievery until he gets some good hacker codes or something. I think I might have him attend a live music show for his next adventure. Until next time....

Or maybe I'll find out what the hell Lump is all about...