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The Bunny Painter

“When will the Bunny Painter arrive, Uncle?” “Nobunny knows, young Splatter. She comes on a whim and a wish, when the spring sounds grow to a melody, when the scents of newgrowth tickle your nose, when the sun warms your ears. You close your eyes for a moment and there she is! “She paints everybunny colourful to celebrate the soon-summer, all the colours of the flowers and grass and sky and rainbows and birds and plants and stars and-“ “Stars aren’t colourful, Uncle. They’re just sparkly.” “That’s only because you’re so young you haven’t been painted yet. Just you wait, young Splatter. Just you wait. When the Bunny Painter colours your life, even the stars will sparkle in brilliant glowing tones, alive and laughing!” “I’ll stay up all night to see the colourful stars! All night! ‘n then I’ll wink at them and we’ll laugh together, the stars and I and the Bunny Painter.” Magic of Oz Holi 2015 Hunt has started and lasts until April 16th.… Read the restbunnypainter1bs


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The Glass Prison

What brought the curious fauna to the library window of the Nautilus? There was always some sealife in sight, possibly just passing by, possibly trying to figure out what the great metal beast really was. Did they find the bizarre instruments and objects rare treasures, like the items humans hunt from the bottom of the sea, things that to the sealife are perfectly common and unimportant? Or were they there to gaze at their captured kin, forever taken from them in their tiny display cells, locked away from the world, all for science? Or perhaps they were there to say hello, to greet the prisoners and to try and communicate with the strange metal beast, to see if it’d release what it took. Sadly, no matter how well they fluttered and shifted, Nautilus never replied. A Tattered Page is still diving deep in the oceans with Captain Nemo, this round is focused on 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne. You can find all the items in the post from A Tattered Page Library.… Read the restglassbetween1bs

Spring Sparkles

Spring arrives with a flourish, with a sweep of her blossoming hems, with a dance in her step and a promise in her tone. She emerges overnight to seemingly barren spots, celebrating with every little peeking bud and shy leaf. She sees the truth behind the tiny marks of growth: the sparks flying, the magic happening, the nature’s energies courting each other. Each flower grows toward the light, toward the sparkles dancing in the complicated web that is nature. It all breathes together, connected, like neurons flashing in response to the change. The trees speak in leaves, in blossoms, whispering their wisdom to the younger plantlife, finding their voice again after the silence of the winter. They speak of growth, of shared life, of sensations so full there’s no separation between where a small flower begins and a grand tree ends. The nature celebrates: it sparkles in lights and flashes, in blooms and grass, in the sweet scent of life. Human eyes might not grasp all the details, all the colours and sparkling scents, but the nature does.Read the restspringsparkles2bs

We Dance Together

We dance together, light and dark. We court each other: reach, shy away, approach, embrace. We define ourselves through each other, through our existence as opposites, as complementing elements. Different. Opposite. Contrasting. Puzzle pieces fitting together, forming a complete picture. In the weave of our movements the magic of colours is born, in those spaces and energies between us they flicker and glow. We dance together, light and dark. The eternal balance of creation, the balance of life. The light and dark nymphs have been conjured up by Fallen Gods Inc. You can still find Lumina’s two versions, Eclipse and Firefly, in a gacha at Fantasy Gacha Carnival. Go try your luck! Avatars: Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Lumina Eclipse & Firefly PG* | Hair: Exile – Windsong | Eyes: Fallen Gods Inc. – Glowing Eyes* | Body, Hands, Feet: Slink Poses: Astalianda – Sun Sparkle 2, 2, 4 | Musa – Fantasy Pose 056


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The Piccoli and the Princess

They find their ways into the forest sometimes, the giants. They’re usually lost and confused and need guidance to get out. They don’t understand the normal language at all, and have pitifully small ears for signals anyway. Instead they make sounds, a lot of sounds. Sometimes the animals feel bad for them and join them, sometimes they even use the forest energies to make sounds back at the giants. This always first shocks, then delights them. We know better than that. Every time you acknowledge their presence and feel sorry for them and use a bit of magic to understand which kingdom is now in peril and what they need to save it, off you go on some quest and end up living in a castle full of giants. No, thank you. We piccoli are better off in the forest. Who would train the birds and make the flowers grow if we left with every pretty giant that seemed to be in trouble and in need of help? Nono, not even if you ask nicely. Not even with those giant puppy eyes. Talk to the otter, he’d love to go into a castle.Read the restpiccoli2bs

The Things That Belong to the Sea

It is unknown whether dugongs possess the ability to be curious. In fact, one might think that the slowly grazing marine mammals are unfazed by anything short of all the food vanishing or seas drying up. However, sometimes there are things in the sea that might intrigue even a steadily swimming creature such as dugong. Perhaps it can remember these strange bits and pieces belonging to the two-legged creatures traversing the seas in metal shells. Perhaps it can remember that they do not journey peacefully, but harass its kin often enough to be dangerous. Does it understand that the strange metal pieces littering the bottom of the ocean are a sign of their defeat? Does it realize that the metal shell has broken and the two-legged creatures either swallowed by the sea or fled from its rage back to the land? Perhaps the most important question of all is: does it feel relief at the sight? Maybe even satisfaction? Or is it simply nosing for hidden food between the strange objects?Read the restdugong1bs

The Truth About Fluffzoid 8

“This whole nonsense about sending defenseless tourists into Fluffzoid 8 is insanity. These are no ordinary rabbits, these lagomorphs. They have a vicious streak a standard distance unit wide.” “They require an expert training hand and unquestioned authority to tame properly and even then they might occasionally… leap and… nibble.” “The point is that as much as this travel arrangement brings in credits home to Gothulon, it must be organized with extreme care. Obligatory life insurance is not enough, there’s reputation at stake as well.” “Every expedition must have a trip leader from Gothulon with sufficient authority to keep the cuddle of bunnies at bay and every tourist must be equipped with appeasement carrots. In case of an emergency, remember the distraction power of the light and sound display throwables of Antioch.” Futurewave has its travel teleports still open until midnight March 1st.… Read the restgothulonofficer1bs

Gothulon Travel

“Explore the dark reaches of the universe! Come see the space bunnies of Fluffzoid 8!” That’s what the ad said. Absolutely irresistible. There was an adventure to be had! Space bunnies to see! No one said a thing about waiting in line. At least there were comfy gear chairs. “Excuse me, sir, I would like to book an adventure trip to Fluffzoid 8. Yes, I’ll pay extra for guaranteed space bunny observation. Yes, I’ll pay extra for the camouflage cloak to get really close to them. Yes, I’ll pay extra for… what life insurance? They’re fluffy bunnies! Lepus galaxicus pythonae! Why would I… oh alright, if it’s mandatory.” “Holotickets securely marked on the genetic display, it’s time for an adventure! The trip seems to take place in adorably archaic saucers of beam transport, guess it involves close experiences of the star systems on the way.” “Now to prepare these elderberries as bait and all will be absolutely perfect!” Gothulon Travel at Futurewave might or might not be able to send you to interesting locations, it all depends on the amount of imagination in your genetic compilation.… Read the resttravelagency1bs

Unit S-266

Initial diagnosis correct. Aerial improvement within the parameters of acceptable success ratio. Enhanced sight implants adjustable to sonar radar for easier location awareness within new dimensions. The limb attachments ideal for gravity reversal and air stream navigation. Lower implants enhanced with elasticity enough to provide launch force upwards. The aerial attachments offer better unit directional guidance system in the air. Main sensory input part protected and enhanced with a holohelm for easier information access and sharpened sensory investigation. Unit can observe, research, compare and record simultaneously. Unit S-266 declared ready for lift off. The skin and tattoo by Fallen Gods Inc., bionique implants, orbital space boots and Raumzeit helmet by Bliensen + MaiTai, chest implant and eyepiece by Chaos, Panic, and Disorder!, cog cuffs and cyber sails by ::Static:: and the props and poses by {Rook} are all available in Futurewave.… Read the reststeel1bs

Vanda de Galaxiae

The Blue Orchid of Ganymede, the Andromedean Nova, the radiant Vanda de Galaxiae is the indisputable governess of the kinetic arts. Her performances hail back to the ancient movements of what was once referred to as ‘dance’, but elevates it to the current standard with the aid of precision programming of her custom-designed body. The marvels of Vanda’s body provide it motions not usually available to humanoid life, showing that the only limit she has is her boundless imagination. The lighting is especially constructed blue spectrum from Betelgeuse, a colour palette so loud that de Galaxiae never uses audio-additions in her shows, relying on the shivering humming sensations the blue spectrum causes within bio-organisms. Vanda de Galaxiae performs at the Orchestration Nebula on the eleventh unit of the local day cycle. Permission codes still available, check your personal holo service. The outfit by Zibska (actually parts of two outfits), chest implant by Chaos, Panic and Disorder, android arms by Star Quality, strange alien artifact with poses by {NanTra} and the HoloBox and the other furniture by Stuck Products are all available in Futurewave.… Read the restorkidea1bs

QP Agency

Greetings, humanoid of hormonal functions. It is the registered period of time to use various forms of currency and monetary compensations to purchase and acquire items to be delivered to another humanoid of hormonal functions. Our databanks suggest that the spectrum of purchases varies from indestructible materials such as coal-based condensations to consumables of mostly sucrose content. Perishables, such as various bio-organisms with photosynthetic abilities are also recommended. We have been given the undestanding that choosing within such a wide spectrum, or even remembering the brief timespan, can be challenging to humanoids. This is why our agency was created. We keep track of your target humanoid’s purchase preferences and then at the agreed time deliver them something we guarantee they will like.  We will send a forward notification to you with the bill, so the only surprised humanoid is the target, not the one agreeing to our incredibly reliable and affordable contracts. Read the resthumanoidheart2bs

The Beginning Wave

So many matters to check, so few units of time. The holographic water is rippling within acceptable parameters. The artificial gravity is within comfortable levels of most known humanoid life. The lighting has been adjusted for precision observance inputs. The sound transmitters have been correctly calibrated, the temperatures adjusted to support the majority of bioforms, the AI set to correspond and respond to the lifeforms moving on the various surfaces. The purchase possibilities have been arranged within the structure, the selection carefully curated and procured from the finest production lines available for the occasion. The stage is set. The teleports are active. It is time. Time to dance with the Wave. Futurewave has just begun and it provides a fantastic selection of original scifi, space and futuristic content within its event area right here. The outfit by GALLACTIC, the data pad by BluPrintz and the makeup by Beautiful Freak are all available in Futurewave.… Read the resthostess3bs

Azure’s Search for Normal People

Never content with just one world, Azure had long ago mastered the skill of landwalking. The first shifting had been awkward, her new-shaped limbs as useless as a baby fish tail, shuddering on reflex instead of control. But she had learned since. She had learned well. She taught the craft now to the other curious mermaids, how to control two narrower, more angular tails, how to balance upright on them, how to survive in thin non-supporting air instead of the stronger embrace of water. How to transmute sea shells and coral into human body ornaments and wrappings. It was perhaps the biggest challenge of them all, to learn which parts of the body should be wrapped in decor and which not, but after the initial mistakes and a lot of landwalker observation, Azure was now confident she had it right. If she could just find landwalkers with a normal skin colour instead of this one endless tribe of sand tones, she’d be happy.  But no matter how far she had searched she could find no blues and the sand-skins kept raising strange structures wherever she had visited and burning small fires in them.Read the restmermaidtransformation1bs

The Other Side

Mirrors are doorways. We all know this, deep down. We know there’s something on the other side, watching back at us.  Is it a duplicate universe, an alternate, or completely different? Do its residents mirror us truly, or is it the separating surface that causes the reflection? If they could cross over — if we could cross over — would we meet in peace? Learn from each other, perhaps visit, explore, enjoy? Or are they just the flicker in the corner of our eye, the fear of looking in the mirror at night, the unnerving certainty that the image would move when we don’t, the sight of the first crack on the surface forming…  Mirrors are doorways. We all know this, deep down, and so do they. The gown by lassitude & ennui and the accessories by aisling are available in the current round of The Secret Affair. I have to add a little yey-note on there now being ‘xs busty’ sizes in lassitude & ennui’s mesh. The sizes that differ from the five standards is always a squee moment for me and worth a celebration.… Read the restsnowqueen1bs

Within and Waiting

Did you really think we were gone? The phantasms of the night, the grim terrors from under your bed, the dancers in the dark, the seduction of the shadows? Did you think your rules and laws and denial of your own imagination locked us out? That all your burning mountains of books and censoring of the stories old as time removed us from existence? You cannot destroy us for there are always those flying on the wings of fantasy, delighting in visions and what-ifs, those who are mortal enemies of the Moral Climates of Realism. You cannot destroy us for we are within you. Silly human. We are within you and waiting. I was delighted to find Usher II in Ray Bradbury’s The Martian Chronicles. Not only because of the goth opportunities it provided, although I admit enjoying classic Poe-induced drama within a scifi mindset, but mostly because of its message. Of humankind becoming an enemy of its own imagination and banning all the flights of fancy, all stories that are not strictly based on reality.… Read the restusher2cs

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Dropping the Masks

If we let our masks drop, Mr. K, and walk into the desert to watch the moons, to swim in the wine-filled canals, to speak to each other in soft melodies, would the fire flowers bloom for us again? If we abandoned the routines, the rituals, the appropriate behaviour, if all the masks of joviality, stern moments of disapproval, gold and silver and paint, if all of them dropped on the red Martian sand, would we be able to connect again? If we forgot assumptions and covers, if we opened our minds and bodies to touch once more, reached out toward each other and found ourselves in the telepathic sharing, would you hold me as tenderly as you do the ancient books that sing to you? If you did, I would not dream of strange metal crafts and white skinned men of Earth. If you did, the calling would be answered by someone else. If you did, our days would be a flight of flame birds across the sky: sparkling fireworks in the heavens. The second round of A Tattered Page has just started, and it’s focusing on The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury.… Read the restmrandmrsk1bs

The Golden Dawn

It has arrived again, the change of number, the resolutions and promises, decisions and devotions. For a moment everything seems new and fresh, full of possibilities. The new golden dawn of unknown. There’s no knowing what it’ll be filled with, what it’ll entail, what joys or sorrows. No knowing, just plenty of wishes, hopes and plans. For this one moment everything seems possible. This year we’ll climb over all the obstacles to plant our flags on that One Achievement we all dream of: happiness. The decision makes us feel good, makes us stronger, the realization everything is possible, always, still possible. The one thing we miss in this grand scene is the simple truth that every dawn is a new one. Every day ready to be a font of happiness, rich of joy and fulfillment. Once we manage that, once the delight of decisions fills us every day, then our dawns will truly be golden and covered with genuine riches of the heart. Happy New Year, may it be full of fun, delight and happiness!… Read the restgoldendawn1cs

Joulunlaitto

It all started on December 3rd. Addler the Butler Otter promoted the Brothers Squirrel as his Majorly Mostly Assistant Decoration Wranglers. Mostly because they had paws that could reach and grab and twist and twine, and poor Addler himself had always been somewhat paw-challenged due to his round tummy that he was extremely proud of.
After the decorations came Addler’s favourite part: baking! Not that he could bake anything himself (see: paw-challenged), but the Hamster Baking Brigade was extremely professional and a joy to watch and sniff. One of the bunlings had taken the art of Learning Letters very seriously and could now read almost every other word from the Big Book of Noms. He told Addler every other word was ‘nom’, and who was Addler to question his learned ways. While the critters on the table plateau were focused on baking, a disaster struck on the lower level: suddenly everything except the rugs was lava! The Bunling learning the Art of Scribbling immediately made an alarm flag.Read the restjoulunlaitto1bs

Under the Tree

I shouldn’t really look yet. There’s still many days until 24th. Should be good and keep it all a mystery until then. No point in spoiling your own surprises, now is there? But I can smell the tree, I can see the shadows the lights cast on the wall, I can almost feel the candles as warmth, there’s so many of them… what was that? There’s sounds! Small shuffling sounds… a small woof! Shh, this never happened! I’ll re-pack the boxes and pretend to be surprised, yesyes. Or say it was just to save the presents from the rambunctious pup. Yes, perfect excuse! Shinies and small critters. The very best things under the tree. The dress by Senzafine, the jewelry by Eclectica, nails by Beautiful Freak and the Pandora gift boxes by Libertine are all available in Gothmas by Gaslight, you can find them in Cursed: straight booth slurls in the credits. The shoes are an upcoming release by House of Rain: this particular pair will be a part of the 21 Shoe’s exclusive deals on 21st of December.… Read the restunderthetree1cs