- Dystipian Sims, Dystopia, Insilico, Midian City, Nara Malone, Post-Apocalyptic Fiction, Prey. Role Play, second life, Snatch Me, Survival, Virtual Reality, Wastelands
Distopian Prey
The Oh Get A Grip bloggers invited me to blog about Dystopias today. I talk about why I love Dystopian Role Play and taking the role of prey: I arrive in the city via computer, spit out by a server rack. It looks deserted. Dystopias always do. But I’m not alone here. I don’t need my scanner to tell me there are others. You know that feeling you get, fine hairs lifting on the back of your neck, a hyper-awareness–as if your skin has thousands of invisible antennae? I have that feeling and know I’m watched. Read More…
More Like Me
I’ve got another special treat this week. Ellora’s Cave author Missy Jane is guest blogging today. Give her a big welcome. I’m not a huge fan of “fiercely independent” heroines either when I read or when I write. I don’t like doormats either, but I like a touch of realism in my women. In short, I like them to think and react much like I would to the alpha males in their midst. A hot and hunky guy wants to put me on a pedestal and slay my dragons? Hell yeah! I don’t mind being wrapped in cotton and pampered a bit. I’m not saying it wouldn’t get old…eventually.…
- Harland and Wolff shipyard, Interactive Virtual Titanic Museum, Kitely., OS Grid, Titanic, Titanic Centennial, Virtual Belfast, Vritual Worlds
The Titanic Comes Home to Belfast
One hundred years after it carried 1,517 people to their deaths in the frigid waters of the North Atlantic, the Titanic has come home to Belfast. I’m not talking the rusting physical remains of the original, but her digital ghost, a virtual replica resting in the waters in the harbor at Virtual Belfast. I’ve seen the movies, read the books, listened to the history lessons, but nothing brought home the full tragedy and loss of that night like my first sight of the hull’s ghostly silhouette in the murky gloom. You feel the cold in this place. You strain to identify objects looming in the dark. The silent circling of…