Second Life Sketches: Mapping

May 26th, 2007 | Work

(Ignore the published byline, it’s me, the editor was in a mad rush due to his going on holiday and the internet not working properly all fucking day)

I walk around the corner to see a man tied up and locked into an ornate glass box bearing a golden plaque reading “Prisoner.” All of a sudden, pings start appearing on my minimap radar. People are jumping on to the island…and it’s starting to look a little like I’m surrounded. Yes, I think it’s time to go.


2 Responses to “Second Life Sketches: Mapping”

  1. The account of your experience on Matriarch gave me the same creepy feeling as “The Wicker Man.” Yikes.

  2. NOT THE BEES