Dark of figure, bright of hair,
Quick with chatter, compelling stare,
Mild and mannered, but wild of Dance,
Loves the skies, & airship Chance.
I was having a delightful chat with a friend in the Steamgrid over the weekend, and they asked me about several communities.
Was Steelhead fun to live in? Was Babbage RP intense? What sort of events are fun in the Steamgrids? What sort of neighborhoods have the best builds?
And suddenly I realized— as I had a Steelhead tag over my head—my friend was asking me about my home in Steelhead.
Ahem. I don’t have a home in Steelhead. I love Steelhead but I do not live there. You’ll sometimes see me with a Babbage tag. Nope. I don’t have a home there either.
Just one of my quirks: I like to know more about the various Steamgrid nations. I like to travel. I like to get the flavor of their day to day SL culture, so I belong to all those groups. Caledon, Steelhead, New Babbage, and some others that are extinct now. I tune into their chat channels. I am the attentive audience. I cheer the accomplishments and wonder.
It is six years this week, I am still on the same parcel that I first found in Port Caledon, graciously sold to me by Lady Twilight. There is no particular stamina to this fact, but there is tenacity and luck. Port Caledon is variously a bit worn, a bit aged, there is some dirt, but it tends to collect the very quiet eccentric folks of Caledon. Mine is the house with the green copper roof. It’s the same house for six years— though I have remodeled it and added things. There are few green copper roofs in Caledon. There is an airship landing pad on the roof if you doubt which one is mine. Drop by sometime.
We are not the big city. We are not the folks with Death Ray platforms pointed at our neighbors. We do not enslave clockwork people in Port Caledon or manufacture zombies. I guess we are a bit… quiet.
But I cannot tell you what we are doing there—That would be too easy.
I can tell you it is fun.