My Ponies Hate You Now.
I know everyone's thought of this at one point in their lives - what would happen if an author brought their novel's character into Second Life to roleplay and explore?

Or wait, what would happen if an author brought their novel's character into Second Life...to play a sexy bunnyfur looking for happiness? Wouldn't that be a great "RP Experiment"?

Let's ask otakuoftomobiki! He's conveniently provided us with all of the wank in a single illustrated smorgasbord of batshittery (recreated on my JF journal for posterity).

Looking at the female avatars it suddenly dawns on me I’m not playing my favorite character. I’m actually trying to play a character whose personality is nothing like mine.

So what better way to get more attention on Second Life than to...

There is really only one character in Spectral Shadows whose personality closely resembles how I naturally think and act. And that’s Kacey. So Kacey would naturally be the easiest character for me to play.

So he's playing himself...as a chick instead of the 46 year old guy. Harmless, right?

Then he buys a new avatar, a cute little bunnygirl, and faces a dilemma! Kacey is a squirrel, not a rabbit! And Kacey doesn't think she's attractive, and this bunny avatar is smokin' hot!

Then it hit me like a brick from my muse. A double role play. Kacey wouldn’t be the bunny. Kacey would be the player playing the bunny. This is actually the kind of thing the character does in my saga. So what better way to get inspiration for the next part of the story.

So now he's going to play a chick that's playing a bunnygirl. With me so far?

But of COURSE he's going to get mobbed by horny guys asking for personal information! And when his "character" panics, what is a fellow to do? Pretend to be a lonely disfigured/handicapped girl from Baltimore, of course!

He has very sound reasoning why he didn't reveal the truth. Very sound.

The thought did occur to me that I could just use that old Ranma line, “Hey, I’m a guy.” But I had various reasons for not wanting to do that, mainly my concern for maintaining the integrity of the RP experiment, which was stretched thin enough without putting a male aspect to the character into play. Besides, the player behind this character was supposed to be invisible, obscured by the secondary character. Kacey the squirrel playing Kacey the bunny.

All part of the "experiment"...right.

SL is also filled with a lot of overly nice people who read Kacey’s RP profile and instantly took pity on her. But these also insisted constantly on prying into the person behind the avatar. And they were so sincere that I eventually ended up losing most of the Spectral Shadows character and was just answering with my real world information.

"IT WASN'T MY FAULT! IT WAS THE FAULT OF ALL THOSE NICE PEOPLE!"

But wait! The plot thickens...romance blooms in the form of a black bunnyguy!

Eike gave all the indications of being a prince. A nice guy the like of which only exist in fairytales. And in his eyes, Kacey in her favorite purple dress, was his ideal princess.

Kacey instantly fell in love with him, and from that point on, Kacey was in control of everything. She redesigned her personality from the wise, advice giving muse, to a Lum/Video Girl Ai type character.

Again, the CHARACTER decided to change the bunnygirl's personality, not him. Not the 46 year old guy at the keyboard.

Did I mention that this guy has a girlfriend? Like a flesh and blood one.

Anyway, the new fella brings home some creepy kids that the two adopted. I won't go into them other than to say that the pictures will creep you out.

It's about this time, just before the two bunnies are about to get married, that the girlfriend, tired of being ignored, decides to come onto Second Life to maybe get some RP/quality time with him. However, when he ignores her for his bunnygirl/bunnyboy RP and she finds out, it's not long before the anvil drops on our "Hero".

The first time she clasped eyes on Kacey and her prince she went ballistic. In true pro-griefer style she started attacking Kacey out of character, forcing me out of character as well, while she gleefully made screenshots of the whole exchange. An exchange in which she attacked just about everything in my life, laid all kinds of anti-furry slander on Kacey and Eike, and eventually ended by dropping the bomb that she was breaking up with me.

And some eventually tells the poor bunny Prince that he's been romancing a 46 year old guy. Harmless, right?

Once confronted, our Hero vacillates as his character panics, and in the face of the truth, "Kacey" is utterly destroyed.

In this case, the one thing that would utterly destroy Kacey’s character was the revelation of her player distorting her fragile being.

I can't make this shit up, folks. But the true amazingness is that he's still insistent that this was all everyone else's fault for not understanding his "experiment"!

I must admit I was quite disappointed in Kacey’s black bunny prince. He had seemed to have great quality of character. Yet, as his video girl was taken away from him by the god, he didn’t dive into the computer screen after her. He didn’t cut himself to pieces climbing stairs of fragile glass to preserve her. He didn’t defy the gods themselves to keep her. And he certainly didn’t deny the griefers the opportunity to ruin his happy home.

Pity. It makes not for such a good story if the hero declines to be heroic.

Oh wait, it is his fault...for trusting a heartless bitch who stole his My Little Ponies and dumped him. And so he has his retribution in a separate post:

So, Enelar, if you’re reading this, as I know you will eventually. I just want you to know that my ponies are not happy anymore. That piece of my heart they carry resonates with my recriminations for all the pain you’ve caused me. There’s an accusing glow in their eyes, reminding you of how much I loathe you for what you and your friends have done. I swear by the innocent SL children you callously orphaned, neither I nor my ponies will ever forgive you.

In fact, my dear Enelar, my ponies hate you. The loathing I feel for you in my heart is transmitted to them, just as my love for you was in the past. Now they watch over you at night with glaring, accusing eyes - like something out of a Stephen King movie. You are surrounded on all sides by the ponies I invested my magic in. Open your eyes in the dark and feel them watching you, loathing you for the pain you’ve caused me. Haunting you with the ghost of the innocent love you’ve destroyed. Haunting you, watching you, wishing to be anywhere but in the possession of someone as undeserving of pony magic as you.

Seriously, read the whole lovely post, and some of the others...you won't be disappointed. I also have a screenshot in my hard drive in case this gets bahleeted.

ETA: The ex weighs in!

And Our Hero shows up to answer strap-on questions and, no lie, offer up his thoughts on yaoi!

And yuri.

And how terribly amused he is to be 'king for a day', and what is this mythical kingdom of fandom_wank?.

And is offered some very sage advice before he digs himself deeper.

Which he proceeds to ignore.

Dude, if being considered rude is your concern? You really, really need the special help.

ETA2: Electric Boogaloo - Journal bahleeted! Still googlecached here - can anyone get this on their site somehow?

And, after some more googling..

His attempts to save the furry fandom from being all about sex. - I love that he says he never made it through high school.

ETA3: The Revenge FLOUNCE - The wound is slowly spreading out to engulf my entire being.

I have been destroyed by my ex-girlfriend Enelar and her crew of trolls, hackers and drama whores. My heart and soul were invested in the Second Life character they murdered. The wound is slowly spreading out to engulf my entire being, leaving all that I was in a state of devastation.

I have been utterly stunned by the lack of appreciation I’ve received from various internet communities for my attempts to share my characters, my stories and my opinions on whatever the topic of the day was. And I no longer have the good nature to be a dog for them to kick around.

I have not the heart to go on giving all that I am to those who heartlessly disrespect me and trample the gifts I offer into the ground. I am gone, as are my characters, my stories and the art I had commissioned of them.

Well, actually, the art is still available from Tigers-Kitten Creations, but my stories will not be seen again until I release them in some hard copy format. The internet has destroyed my heart. I will no longer offer it my life’s work for free.

Archives of his magnum opus.

Web Archive of his bio.

Thanks to hooloovoo_too for finding these last juicy bits for us!

ETA 4:...yeah, I got nothin' This guy just doesn't know when to quit!

Revised DevArt farewell: I have decided that the sometimes emotionally rending nonsence that goes on on the net is not really good for my health or my productivity.

I've also realized the the net serial format isn't working for Spectral Shadows. I can't write the thing from end to end like this. I need to be able to write whatever parts I can see clearly at the moment and then sew the pieces together.

Thus I have decided to retire from the net and remove all my sites to get away from the things that are hindering my creativity.

Art from the series is still available from Tigers-Kitten Creations, but my stories will not be seen again until I release them in some hard copy format. Probably through Lulu or some other service.

God, this is delicious.

FINAL ETA: He now has a sanitized "POOR ME" version of the original post here: http://symphonic-rp.livejournal.com/56939.html

Thus I conceived this entry, not to justify anything, but just to give those on the internet who had seen the fabricated story a chance to get a glimpse of what the characters and players involved had really been like. And also to share what, to me at least, seemed like a beautifully, if somewhat tragic, story that deserved to be set down in words, rather than being allowed to just pass and be forgotten, as tends to happen with most stories that enfold on Second Life.

Oh yeah, and to completely portray himself as the poor victim of circumstance and paint Enelar as a psycho hose-beast. That's, of course, what REALLY happened.