I've long been a fan of the creations from Jenne Dibou's (?) Mechanical Toy Factory. I once had a conversation there with an automaton that damn near passed the Turing test.
Yesterday Sweetie and I discovered a build high above the Toy Factory's Forgotten City sim. It was a beautiful winter scene with gorgeous off-sim mountains.
We found ourselves high up on a platform.
It was the launch place for a wonderful ski jump.
Hmmm.. Maybe we should try it.
We managed to convince the robot attendant to give us skis and poles.
We weren't dressed for the weather, but what the hell, you only live Second Life once.
Damn, that looks steep!
Maybe we better not-- Sweetie! Wait!
My caution had come too late! Sweetie was racing down the slope.
And she jumps!
105 meters! Unbelievable!
Sweetie's photos of me were much better-- but then she doesn't have to be concerned about protecting my secret identity. I don't have one-- or at last not more than any other avatar in Second Life. Sweetie? That's another story.
Here I go!
I have a bad feeling about this...
I'm flying! I'm flying!
Lean forward, Chey! Keep your skis together!
Hey, I'm pretty good at this!
I'm going for the gold!
Must... stay... upright...
Here I am, waiting for the judges' decision.
I'm still waiting.