A hilarious slip of the mouse click

by Phoenixa Sol
(Secondlife.com)

This happened when I was only a couple of months into secondlife. I'd evolved from ripping out the money tree and I'd learned quite a bit at this point. But, a little knowledge can still be a dangerous thing.

A friend I knew from bingo games came to help me check out dances at Abranimations. While we were dancing around testing out all the dances, he got a "911 help me please" IM from a gal he knows. He sent her a TP, and this poor gal was very shook up by the time she arrived.

It seems she had been being stalked, and couldn't figure out how this guy could find her no matter where she hid in secondlife. We did our best to help her calm down, then had a long discussion about going to a very private place, stripping everything off her avatar, deleting everything he'd ever given her, then put on all new clothes and attachments. We also taught her how to alter her prefs in her friend list, and even how to delete his calling card and mute him.

I suggested a few ways she might take the fun away from his little immature game should he show up at places he knew she hung out, such as changing her gender, perhaps dressing exactly like him, then following him around professing her undying love. She said she didn't have anything male.

I went rummaging through my inventory, remembering that I had a Captain Kangaroo avatar I'd picked up for free. I tried to hand it to her, neglecting to notice that it said "no transfer". She didn't receive it, and what happened was as though I'd dragged the folder onto my own avatar. To my utter shock and surprise, I morphed into Captain Kangaroo right before their eyes.

Both my friend and this gal freaked out as I frantically dug in my inventory for something, ANYTHING in my inventory that would morph me away from this very creepy looking vision. I found a folder that said "Water Nymph" and figured that would be a welcome departure from this, but noooooooooo. I was now Captain Kangaroo in a DRESS.

I'm sure it was such a hideous nightmare, the girl probably forgot all about her stalker.

Naturally, my partner seeing me type this story up and recreate this hideous sight, just dared me to go out in public like that.

Naw, I'd rather something like Emeril Lagasse in Madonna's rocket cones outfit.

>>>>>Marco responds...

HAHA... what a crackup! I hope you send in some more of your stories Phoenixa... good stuff!