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Shockwaves Water Fight

A shout out to my old mate Mister Wax, who's team is responsible for a cool new game in Second Life. Shockwaves Water Fight lets you form teams, pick up fully-loaded water balloons and bombard unsuspecting young hotties until they beg for mercy. No word on whether the water makes their clothes transparent in a Miller-Lite kind of way, unfortunately, but on the plus side, you and your team could walk away with a million dollars - Linden dollars that is - if you reign supreme. It's all to promote a hair styling product for Europe called - naturally - Shockwaves. And anyone who's seen a photo of me will know just how relevant this product is in my life.

If you want to play, head over to Sheep Island to get set up, or message the game host Jane Calvert inworld. And watch out for my friend and fellow player Tenshi, who's likely to get you pretty wet.

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We made a Dealership

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Just a note to say cheers to the boys at Pontiac for organizing a sexually-charged live event last night in Second Life. The pilot of my gameshow went off without a hitch, and several contestants offered to have my love child, which is always a good thing. Although I'm sure some corporate toes curled when I suggested to the crowd they design a Solstice with built in sex animations. But they should have expected no less.

Flickr set here, short report here. Audio and video was captured, I'll let you know when it's available.

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To whom it may concern


"This note should be pretty easy to understand.

All the warnings from the Second Life immersion courses over the months since my first introduction to the shall we say, ethics involved with online relationships in virtual worlds, it's proven to be very true....

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Gideon shines at The Aloft

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After the humiliation salvation of being kicked from Big Brother, I needed to get away. Some time far from the madding crowd, to get my head straight.

And where better than Second Life's premium hotel destination, The Aloft. What a nice surprise. Bring your alibis.

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 7


And so it ends, not with a whimper, but with a bang...

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Big Brother Second Life Diary Day 5 & 6

Two days building and all I have to show for it is one stupid music box. Clearly I am not cut out for a life as a Second Life construction worker. Video after the jump....

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 5

Big Brother finally sent down our challenge for the week.

All sarcasm aside, and despite the fact that 99% of you have neither heard nor could care less about Second Life, this is the first truly International Big Brother, open to all, and where peoples of all faiths can come together, set aside their differences, and respect one another's beliefs. When we try to escape the values of the mundane world, and stand side by side as one people - christian, jew, islam, hindu, buddha.

So naturally, our first task was to build a fucking Christmas Tree. Oh come all ye faithful.

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 4

The excitement of the opening event fades, the challenges are yet to begin. And so we settle into the day to day existence of life in captivity. It has all the downside of the state penitentiary, except that with 12 girls, a dude in a wheelchair, and a Gorean slavemaster, I'm less worried about bending down in the shower to pick up the soap. Although the wheelie dude does keep looking at me funny. Just in case, I carry my Death Duck wherever I go, but realize that whoever gave a steaming Starbucks to a man with absolutely no motor-control has sabotaged him more effectively that I ever could.

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 3

I awake on Day 3, the machines buzzing in my head. The brass bed I built has all the comfort of a sack of lactating scorpions. I stare at the ceiling fan and croak "Second Life. My God, still Second Life".

And then I hear the dulcet tones of my Lillani, the Martha Stewart of BSDM, and the day gets brighter. I'm clearly rooming with the hottest chick in Big Brother.

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 2

When I awoke the next day, it soon became clear that I'd missed some fireworks while I was out. More furniture had been installed, more floors had been built, one contestant had been sent to the emergency ward. But none of that compared to the dawning realization that there's was something different in the air. something.... electric.

Yes, I'm talking hot girl-on-girl "alliances".

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 1 (Continued)

Put twelve good women in an enclosed room together for a month, and there's a couple of things that you can be sure will happen. Firstly their cycles will synchronize, leading to a single week of hell every lunar period.

And, without fail, they'll begin to rearrange the furniture.

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Big Brother Second Life Diary: Day 1

And so it begins. 15 avatars, one house, one month. And this is my confessional.

Of course, there's every chance my fellow houseguests will read this, and I'll be strung from the ceiling like a festival pinata. But you know what they say, no pain, no gain. So here it is, the unvarnished thoughts of Gideon Television, Superstar™, as I make virtual history.

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My rod and my staff

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Forgive me, children, for I have sinned. It's been two weeks since my last confession, In that time I have taken hallucinogenics, I've had impure thoughts about my neighbor Lanna, I've fornicated many times (with both women and animals) and become an apprentice to the current fad of guerilla bukkake. And frankly, that's just the tip of the iceberg.

But now I have seen the error of my ways, I have found the light. And in doing so, have built a shrine to my revelation, high on a green and pleasant hill in Second Life.

Come join with me now, in The First Church of Gideon Television, (Superstar)™.

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Helping You to Lead the Way™

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I guess it was an innocent enough comment, right here on YesButNoButYes:

"Is there any sort of drug scene in Second Life for Gideon to explore?"

I'd been clean six months, but as soon as I read the words, the roof of my mouth went dry, and I got that weird itching between my knuckles, like cunnilingus from a thousand angry fire-ants. I knew I shouldn't, but I also knew it was too late.

I was going to have to go back. To score some Seclimine™.

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Happiness is a Warm Gun

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On Saturday, I finished my last piece, just before deadline. "The Best Little Whorehouses in Second Life". Catchy. With a title like that, no-one would miss the irony. At least, not unless they were OUT OF THEIR FUCKING MINDS.

By Sunday, the feces, as they say, had not so much hit the fan, as had ricocheted back into my face, adding a visceral edge to the shit-eating grin I was already wearing. Angry strippers, jealous husbands, enraged pimps - I was getting hit on all sides, even threatened with elimination from Second Life.

But this is a fair world, a civil and just world. A world where safety systems are enabled so that grievances can be resolved in a calm and resolute manner. And so I put that theory into practice.

I went shopping for the biggest badass gun money could buy. With pictures.

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