There's Always A Beginning

When I first rezzed in Nova Albion Infohub - Miramare, I didn't have a single clue as to what I was doing or what I got myself into.  Previously, I had began to pour money into The Sims Online - and - when I learned it would soon be taken from me - forever - I felt bamboozled.  I had heard about Second Life, but knew nothing about it - still, I took the virtual bus across town and basically told TSO to suck it.  I landed... and it was the biggest thud an avatar could make.

At that time - there were loads of people standing, sitting, chatting - even driving cars, badly.  People were getting knocked over - and - the good majority of them were grey... from head to toe. Miramare instantly was so much more interesting than TSO and I began to learn faster than I gave my poor brain credit for; I began to edit my - well, everything... then hours after making myself seem - as I thought then - gorgeous... I dared to venture out and explore which eventually led me to Ahern.

Walking into the courtyard area of the four corners - Ahern, Bonifacio, Morris and Dore - I was given a HUGE wake up call. I had stumbled upon a packed place full of people like me... noobs constantly editing themselves, but there were also rude people, avatars in various forms from furries to robots.  I walked in not knowing anything about Ahern and it was brutal.  I kept getting pushed around, laughed at and taunted; I was intimidated - but - more intimidating than being griefed was stumbling upon an av who was so beautiful, my virtual self-esteem dropped faster than a drunken girl in cheap Louboutin knock-offs. Anxiously, I figured out how to search for a place to get me out of there - and - that's how I stumbled onto Gay World.