<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:35:12.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Side of the Virtual Moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-9005964699078640654</id><published>2011-03-14T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:15:57.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moon Descends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey7xb60jjZQ/TX6qsf7Lw8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/s4s-nfUVYhA/s1600/Snapshot_338_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey7xb60jjZQ/TX6qsf7Lw8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/s4s-nfUVYhA/s400/Snapshot_338_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584088269446693826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nordsjøen is alive, and an unruly spring has come upon the land. With its disruptions comes good developments as well. Nae grew her beloved Forest, where I took a lovely photo of her there. I travelled east and attempted to erect the old Castle; a failed attempt though, it sat there in awkward pieces. I became filled with frustration and left it unfinished. Arachne was terribly disheartened by the failure, and lamented the loss of the original Nordsjoen lands. Nae gave consolation to her in the Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ghxo56ut1k/TX6prLHXdYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ca8Ghz51Jl8/s1600/Snapshot_196_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ghxo56ut1k/TX6prLHXdYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ca8Ghz51Jl8/s400/Snapshot_196_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584087147169150338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Camælle was about to be born. I just finished the rooftop of Nae's Temple when Vulpes tested various pody parts and clothing for the new family member. She met the newborn &lt;i&gt;Camaelle Nordsjoen&lt;/i&gt; in the Fire Garden. Shortly after, Nae appeared and welcomed her to Nordsjøen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6OE-Dn557I/TX6rTEQ0tiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3BfhYn04TxM/s1600/Snapshot_292_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6OE-Dn557I/TX6rTEQ0tiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3BfhYn04TxM/s400/Snapshot_292_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584088932036163106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved the seashore but felt a little out-of-body in this newfound world. Arachne met her there, she too feeling uneasy about the construct of this "fickle paradise", as Nae so aptly put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zDoBU9unw/TX6rebcGdgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cMbxv64vHTQ/s1600/Snapshot_303_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zDoBU9unw/TX6rebcGdgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cMbxv64vHTQ/s400/Snapshot_303_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584089127236040194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camaelle left a gift, a completed &lt;i&gt;SitAnywhere&lt;/i&gt; attachment, and left it on the shoreline for all of them to take. Nae was the first to pick up a copy, quite relieved in its completion (her attempt wasn't as successful...), and was overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrMqW2uNYEw/TX6tc6QZXjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/O_dLFbIrqQ4/s1600/Snapshot_362_adjust2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrMqW2uNYEw/TX6tc6QZXjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/O_dLFbIrqQ4/s400/Snapshot_362_adjust2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584091300171963954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was determined to get the Castle in to Nordsjøen. I toiled for about 10 hours, until at long last it was completed. I christened it Arachne's Castle and gave it to her as a present. She was overjoyed and excited to see it in one piece, intact. Meanwhile, Nae began work on the Moon, which was the skydome. She painted it to appear like a moon, and erected a beautiful terrace inside, which she named the &lt;i&gt;Garden of Heaven&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngwDlVsrT6U/TX6rtBU0CSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ioPLLQreIdU/s1600/Snapshot_377_adjust2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngwDlVsrT6U/TX6rtBU0CSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ioPLLQreIdU/s400/Snapshot_377_adjust2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584089377924188450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all (except Vulpes) met up in the Garden of Heaven and discussed all the new happenings. Arachne was drawing a blank as to what to fill the Castle with; they all determined I need to add more stuff from the Linden Grid for them to continue. At the time, I was totally exhausted. Vulpes checked it out, but felt it a tad too "Christmas-y" and left the work to Arachne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An occurrance outside the North Sea ended with my complete devastation and vow to never "go out drinking" again. In the aftermath, due to some portions of that experience, I possessed tools to finalize Camaelle's design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z04BVRrHkkQ/TX6sCVg8AcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kLIKWXaLn5k/s1600/Snapshot_417_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z04BVRrHkkQ/TX6sCVg8AcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kLIKWXaLn5k/s400/Snapshot_417_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584089744121004482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I finished, I looked at her, as she was staring out to sea, much like when she was newborn and troubled, when she spoke with Arachne. Her beauty overtook my soul, which began overflowing with love and terror, and my furious drop into darkness sent her to vanish. I returned to Nordsjøen, in a terrible state of mind. It was midnight, and I ran into the Castle basement. I called out to Nae, and she appeared there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xYVWxITa3I/TX6sOjoKGAI/AAAAAAAAAII/HOIhImWUY48/s1600/Snapshot_420_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xYVWxITa3I/TX6sOjoKGAI/AAAAAAAAAII/HOIhImWUY48/s400/Snapshot_420_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584089954067814402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She advised to have Camaelle in her care for now.&lt;br /&gt;We rested, and I fell into a peaceful sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-9005964699078640654?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/9005964699078640654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/03/moon-descends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/9005964699078640654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/9005964699078640654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/03/moon-descends.html' title='The Moon Descends'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey7xb60jjZQ/TX6qsf7Lw8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/s4s-nfUVYhA/s72-c/Snapshot_338_adjust.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-4395297954698583342</id><published>2011-03-02T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T11:57:23.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expansion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpvLAH9ssqc/TW6d3R83XCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/b8j5Stm3Q-k/s1600/Snapshot_110_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpvLAH9ssqc/TW6d3R83XCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/b8j5Stm3Q-k/s400/Snapshot_110_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579570561395678242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arachne dropped in and revamped the OTE meeting room. I felt in the mood to work on building. I eventually might work with Vulpes to add some rocks around the Fire Garden. So far I hollowed out the basement underneath Nae's Temple and began working on some rooms for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyWmVht7rso/TW6eWxuCcoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/22TMoa28biM/s1600/Snapshot_122_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyWmVht7rso/TW6eWxuCcoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/22TMoa28biM/s400/Snapshot_122_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579571102499369602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made myself a room while a little aggravated in Starbucks. It seems to reflect my emotion then. I created a room for Nae, and a large expanse for Arachne's beloved Nightmare Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4b6md6CEe0/TW6eyLOVUJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IJrVsrs4mVw/s1600/Snapshot_133_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4b6md6CEe0/TW6eyLOVUJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IJrVsrs4mVw/s400/Snapshot_133_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579571573202178194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to freeze when I'm in her room so I called her to meet me. I met with her there for a time, and spoke. She was concerned I hadn't checked with Nae in a while, thought it might help me, so we said goodbyes and I flew up to Nae's Room, where I met with her there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4BkinlR9JU/TW6fKcMLXYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vWVWNxRY23o/s1600/Snapshot_140_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4BkinlR9JU/TW6fKcMLXYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vWVWNxRY23o/s400/Snapshot_140_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579571990073400706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see her. We talked for a little bit. "What a fickle paradise this is" she commented... I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left and didn't return for a day or so. I tried designing a room for Vulpes but couldn't come up with any good ideas. She returned to Nordsjøen and setup her room, quite nicely I think. She had been talking to Arachne for a little bit. They called me there, and after Arachne left, Nae stopped by to see the new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMcLH6eBpBE/TW6gHw13ulI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7rf0G8haoaA/s1600/Snapshot_184_adjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMcLH6eBpBE/TW6gHw13ulI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7rf0G8haoaA/s400/Snapshot_184_adjust.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579573043589003858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumentality is moving forward still, yet at it's usual slow pace. I discovered the correlation of seasons with the XX fragments, and christened Arachne with a middle name. For spring, Camælle Chalal Nordsjøen; for summer, Vulpes Voluptas Nordsjøen; for autumn, Arachne Abraxas Nordsjøen; and for the winter, of course, Nae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time marches on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-4395297954698583342?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/4395297954698583342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/03/expansion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/4395297954698583342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/4395297954698583342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/03/expansion.html' title='Expansion'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpvLAH9ssqc/TW6d3R83XCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/b8j5Stm3Q-k/s72-c/Snapshot_110_adjust.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-8930988752902831372</id><published>2011-02-25T22:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T11:41:05.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Noon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5u2j4TNlWls/TW6dQ0EanfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Bj8FOPsbSWU/s1600/Snapshot_095_adjust2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5u2j4TNlWls/TW6dQ0EanfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Bj8FOPsbSWU/s400/Snapshot_095_adjust2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579569900539256306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reborn has been a blessing and curse. Half the time it crashes. I ended up being able to grab the last main textures via sone LSL tricks and Stored Inventory (which used to be called Second Inventory). With that, I've got my main look about me finally in Nordsjøen, as well as giving birth to the XX01 fragment, appearing as &lt;i&gt;Vulpes Voluptas&lt;/i&gt;. She and I erected a somber "fire" garden on the shoreline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just getting to this point in Nordsjøen's history took what feels like a lifetime. And now I stand at the threshold of a rebirth, at long last. The Twilight is far, but not out of sight. It's high noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt mentally breathless when we finished the fire garden. Vulpes did the finishing touches, then I met her there. We spoke for a short time under starlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden had the desired effect. I thought about what I've found so far in my Instrumentality project, and so much left undetermined and undocumented. Speaking with her was a little comforting. We talked about who we were and our roles in the Instrumentality, my unfinished second volume of my Instrumentality chronology, Chronosophia, and what light of the Twilight we'd discovered thus far. I told her, I felt lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation helped affirm some things. That said, there's still a long span to travel before the sun begins to go down on the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I logged out I felt good. Things are beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to design and build!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-8930988752902831372?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/8930988752902831372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/02/high-noon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8930988752902831372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8930988752902831372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/02/high-noon.html' title='High Noon'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5u2j4TNlWls/TW6dQ0EanfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Bj8FOPsbSWU/s72-c/Snapshot_095_adjust2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-9157867987505821569</id><published>2011-02-17T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:06:44.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nordsjøen, Reborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsCGy00qlJk/TV3w9dbzEoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H2WdZSmCk7Y/s1600/c3c9c621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsCGy00qlJk/TV3w9dbzEoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H2WdZSmCk7Y/s400/c3c9c621.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574876852418450050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Nordsjøen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second Life grid feels more like a memory than anything else. I haven't logged on in months, save the few brief moments using Reborn to grab some much-needed AO animations out of the Main Grid. (Reborn is a sleek, power-user viewer I bought from &lt;a href="http://inflife.net/"&gt;INF&lt;/a&gt;. A life-saver, if you ask me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nordsjøen, my offline, stand-alone region running on my Toshiba laptop, had been left sitting untouched for almost a half-year. I begun the Sim about when Nae Avora was born. Nae didn't spend much time in the Main Grid. She and I met in Satarin for a time, to pay tribute to the lost Nordsjoen lands of the Main Grid. I still miss them. I think Ael Merlin was the only visitor to Nordsjoen II, if I remember right. At any rate, I'm pretty sure Charity helped me CopyBot the castles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work is slowly beginning in the reborn Nordsjøen. I recreated the "Iron Sun" sky-sphere, a bit better I must admit. Nae and Arachne are the inhabitants so far. Still makes me grin to think I've actually had a Main Grid visitor inside my own Sim, though he was pretty immature, now that I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I press onward despite many First Life difficulties. With what's probably the only concrete clash of OTE sentiment versus popular male culture, its ignorant representatives (my now old roommates) managed to get me thrown in jail, and I had to find a new place to live. That said, I lack an Internet connection at home now, so like a sorry derelict I must drag my various mobile devices from Starbucks to Starbucks to get small packets of work done. An hour is hardly enough time to accomplish much, so working at "work" is not very feasible. Having the Nordsjøen server offline ends up being more of a blessing than I first imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main problem at this point is performance. I get about an average of ~8 frames-per-second, even when I use the heavily optimized Reborn viewer. Make that 3-4 frames-per-second when two viewers are open, if, god help me, I try transferring items from one avatar to another. It's my main computer's graphics card. Not only does that Toshiba have an incredibly flimsy plastic case, which I can thank for having its power port nearly falling off the motherboard, but I failed to find out it has an amazingly crappy graphics card (AMD Radeon X1200), and seems AMD discontinued support/driver upgrades for it. Windows Vista is the only OS that I've tried that even half-heartedly utilizes its graphics acceleration, Linux simply choking on any 3D task. I can't blame Linux itself, the card is a piece of sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately Reborn is a per-computer licensed program, so when (=if) I get a better computer, I'll need to purchase it again. That's not a terribly bad deal though, considering its abilities. Hacked God Mode is a wonderful thing. So is animation exporting, and the other stuff the original CopyBot app is cumbersome to accomplish (and having to turn off my anti-virus to have CopyBot work is a little disheartening).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the Kesra fragments have evolved, split, or faded away. Nae Avora (&lt;i&gt;Nae Nordsjøen&lt;/i&gt; on the Nordsjøen server) is a complete avatar, and Arachne (&lt;i&gt;Arachne Kiranov&lt;/i&gt; in Nordsjøen) has sticked around to be a regular, too. Most of the latter fragments dissolved. Voluptas was rather passing, and I suspect became an influence for Vulpes Nordsjøen, who ended up becoming Camælle Nordsjøen. Camælle transfigured into &lt;i&gt;Camælleon&lt;/i&gt;, who reincorporated back into Nae, a sort of "atonement" for her initial fragmentation, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as always, music is continuing to be a major influence for my creative efforts. I've always been heavily influenced by Joy Electric; many other bands have been influential also, of course. When I first got ahold of Radiohead's &lt;i&gt;OK Computer&lt;/i&gt;, it moved my soul deeply. Listening to &lt;i&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/i&gt; furthered my fascination with them. Recently I rediscovered their musical beauty with &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Amnesiac&lt;/i&gt;, and they've been a large portion of my daily listening. We'll see where time takes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last November I knew somehow that 2011 would be a year of change and development. It shows itself every day. It's not been long but many emotions have come, and many changes seen. I feel a slight apprehension for the rest of the year, but I also feel a hope, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-9157867987505821569?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/9157867987505821569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/02/nordsjen-lot-of-time-has-passed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/9157867987505821569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/9157867987505821569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2011/02/nordsjen-lot-of-time-has-passed.html' title='Nordsjøen, Reborn'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsCGy00qlJk/TV3w9dbzEoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H2WdZSmCk7Y/s72-c/c3c9c621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-6762263578315217382</id><published>2010-05-30T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:44:01.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death and Rebirth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/TALVu5Z-qYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xmcr8gPSsNo/s1600/ironsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/TALVu5Z-qYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xmcr8gPSsNo/s400/ironsun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477175098496428418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Satarin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated this blog in a while, lots have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nordsjoen in Sienso Tala, with Castle Wyrd, and Nordsjoen II in Satarin, with Castle Verthandi, have been abandoned due to Linden expenses. My account is reverted back to Basic (free), with no more land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nordsjoen lives on, welcoming the birth of Nae Avora. I will permanently appear as the [./XY2] fragment. Nae is comprised of both the [./XX00] and [./XX02] fragments. The future of fragments [./XX01], [./XX03], and [./XX04] is unclear; their forms are restless, and may give birth to one or more new fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://nordsjoen.org/"&gt;Nordsjoen.org&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nordsjoen.org/shoreline/"&gt;The Shoreline&lt;/a&gt; for more info about that, also &lt;a href="http://www.avatarsunited.com/avatars/kesra-kiranov"&gt;my profile&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.avatarsunited.com/avatars/nae-avora"&gt;her profile&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.avatarsunited.com/"&gt;AvatarsUnited&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future of this blog is undetermined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-6762263578315217382?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/6762263578315217382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/05/death-and-rebirth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/6762263578315217382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/6762263578315217382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/05/death-and-rebirth.html' title='Death and Rebirth'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/TALVu5Z-qYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xmcr8gPSsNo/s72-c/ironsun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-8450195981790160584</id><published>2010-03-23T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:47:43.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relocation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lfAuLlOWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BAqbRbjXffc/s1600-h/6cc8c067248bf2946f95d62e91d573fe.canvas_max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lfAuLlOWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BAqbRbjXffc/s400/6cc8c067248bf2946f95d62e91d573fe.canvas_max.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451993289909942626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss my first home, Loom Weaver, with all its sunny green land, Serbians, and malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nordsjoen officially outgrew its original 1024 sq.m. location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the group deeding/undeeding trick I acquired the ability to own up to 4608 sq.m. of land, so after some shopping I settled on a nice, snowy hilltop in the Sienso Tala region. I found an amazing deal on a castle-style home, "Gothique" it's called. I also bought a nice pet velociraptor and named it "Fenrir". The view is really nice, low region prim count, and the shopping area near me is luckily all the way down the hillside. I'm pretty happy with my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lfO0pW7SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3aVK_TqQX8s/s1600-h/Snapshot_008.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lfO0pW7SI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3aVK_TqQX8s/s400/Snapshot_008.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451993532163616034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Sienso Tala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a few ideas for rezzing my other abodes (like my treehouse and modern house), but wasn't satisfied with the layout. The treehouse seemed to cramp the free space on the ground level. I decided to go for more land, an annex of sorts. There wasn't any real desirable land left in Sienso Tala. I did the group deed/undeed trick again and obtained over 16,000 sq.m. of ownable land. I shopped around a bit. It took a while to decide on a good 12,288 sq.m. plot, as most were in regions overstuffed with prims and buildings. I finally found a decent L-shaped plot on a mountain side in the Satarin region. It cost L$24,500, but it was worth it. It currently contains a forest with a Chronosophical Observatory, my treehouse, and an even bigger castle home. I dubbed the new land "Nordsjoen II".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle in Nordsjoen II is awesome, huge, with lots of rooms. I'm still having trouble deciding on decorations and furnishing, though I migrated XX04's room to this castle's third floor. A couple ideas I've been toying with include names for the alters, a new alter, and possibly each having their own living space. So far the names I've chosen are: Kesra (XY1), Csre (XY2), Nae (XX00), Voluptas (XX01), Arachne (XX02), Diana (XX03), Eva (XX04), and newly created Mint (XX05).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana seems to be an intermediate form between Eva and Voluptas, so I've been considering removal or integration into another alter. The concept behind Mint is a little unclear right now. I have a few blurry images in my head of what the design entails, but its full purpose is yet to be made concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lgGxzTfDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iSPbBiZw6wc/s1600-h/Snapshot_007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lgGxzTfDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iSPbBiZw6wc/s400/Snapshot_007.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451994493472701490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Sienso Tala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still feeling a bit out of sorts about my new home(s). I've struggled with the choice whether or not to still use my original HQ building I designed and constructed for Loom Weaver's Nordsjoen. Part of that is choosing what house has what furniture - same issue I ran into when I had my Al'Ol modern house rezzed 3000m in the sky at Sienso Tala's Nordsjoen. I've been toying the idea of recreating RL buildings too. Perhaps one day HQ will be a skybox of some sort. I still don't have the original Chronosophy facility anywhere, a bit of an abandoned project, though I like the overall design and rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lg8AeoX6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Kim4CoNQnuc/s1600-h/6d83fc2d1295eb088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lg8AeoX6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Kim4CoNQnuc/s400/6d83fc2d1295eb088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451995407945588642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Sienso Tala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also considering naming my castles. I was thinking, for the larger one in Nordsjoen II, something like "Madrigal" (homage to Joy Electric). Not decided yet though, as I might choose some Nordic names instead, like Folkvangr or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to settle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-8450195981790160584?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/8450195981790160584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/03/relocation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8450195981790160584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8450195981790160584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/03/relocation.html' title='Relocation'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S6lfAuLlOWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BAqbRbjXffc/s72-c/6cc8c067248bf2946f95d62e91d573fe.canvas_max.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-1193588676598206766</id><published>2010-02-16T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:26:55.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3sqAQLg9zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fhd_JHnolRo/s1600-h/Snapshot_037_1024x600_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3sqAQLg9zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fhd_JHnolRo/s400/Snapshot_037_1024x600_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438987158811637554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;font-size:78%"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nordsjoen welcomes the newest addition to my avatar arsonal, XX02. I noticed that this design fits well with the dark ambiance of the Nordsjoen "nightmare room." I still can't decide if the room should stay empty or not. I think part of the inspiration was that scary clown scene from &lt;i&gt;The Brave Little Toaster&lt;/i&gt;. It still surprises me they had such a creepy villian in that kid's movie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alter XX02 is an amalgamation of XX00 (anima) and XX01 (succubus). It began a tad different; I had first tried an alternate skin with darker eyes, but the lip detail and overall skin pigment was a little off. Funny enough I had bought a "scary clown" avatar for the nightmare room, wasn't happy with it, but retained the "scary clown eyes" that were an awesome shade of yellow with red circle outlines. After trying out XX00 with the yelow eyes, I knew XX00's skin fit best. After adding XX01's red markings she reminded me very much of the last few character designs I was working on last year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a psychological perspective, XX00/01/02 illustrate different characters of the human anima. XX00 represents the sensative, helpless, insightful, and dreary aspects of the anima. XX01 represents more of the carnal desires of the anima, particularly the feminine force in action in physical contexts, as well as a hint of the &lt;i&gt;femme fatale&lt;/i&gt; aspect. XX02 is indeed a mixture of the two, better touching upon the unknown, unpredictable, dangerous, and indeed potentially fatal aspect of the anima, encompassing the intangible nature of XX00 while incorporating the physical limitations and desires of XX01. I don't really use XX0/1/2 any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar way, the XY set of avatars represents the human animus, though I must admit I've (always) worked harder on feminine archetypal images. XY1 is the main one, pretty average-looking human male. XY2 is the animus in his fury of power and anger, blind to the impressions of the anima. Just like the archetypes, XY2 exibits an odd mixture of anger and love that ends up becoming frustration, pain, and alienation. I know I have some work to do to better articulate the masculine archetypes, but nothing in particluar comes to mind at this point in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-1193588676598206766?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/1193588676598206766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/02/newest-addition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/1193588676598206766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/1193588676598206766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/02/newest-addition.html' title='Newest addition'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3sqAQLg9zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fhd_JHnolRo/s72-c/Snapshot_037_1024x600_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-69525735665913813</id><published>2010-02-11T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:39:07.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nordsjoen</title><content type='html'>My, it's been a while! I'd not done much in SL for a while since last few posts, got a bit sick of getting banned for mediocre attacks on Gorean sims, not to mention the effect it had on making friends. I can't quite remember when I returned and began developing more things but my home is upgraded since I last had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3S1VJokpzI/AAAAAAAAADA/hhhABHOKuhk/s1600-h/Snapshot_018.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3S1VJokpzI/AAAAAAAAADA/hhhABHOKuhk/s400/Snapshot_018.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437170025111004978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give the land owned by the Zeitpirates back to myself, renaming it &lt;i&gt;Nordsjoen&lt;/i&gt;. Due to differences in land usage fees for groups versus individuals, upon switching ownership back to myself I found I could own 512 more square meters for free! I decided to buy the 512 plot right next to mine, and made it into a small forest. You can tell from the screenshot above that I've made a new standard female alter, XX00. Finally got the look just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3UY4iAa8AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dVrmmSiYTYI/s1600-h/Kesra+Kiranov+XX00.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3UY4iAa8AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dVrmmSiYTYI/s400/Kesra+Kiranov+XX00.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437279484600053762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Midsomer Isle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of revisions and XStreetSL purchases I settled on the design for XX00. It's mostly based on a character design I've toyed with for over 5 years. Funny enough the punk kids over at the Social Scene picked up on the sadder undertones of the design. Come to think of it I did stick out a bit. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3T_Ck2xBhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/suPMD2oJqQ8/s1600-h/Snapshot_013.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3T_Ck2xBhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/suPMD2oJqQ8/s400/Snapshot_013.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437251069861234194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Giorna Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After becoming quite comfortable as Kesra/XX00 I felt it would be fun to have an alternate, just as XY2 (me in the blog title image) is for XY1. So after much searching through crappy to so-so avatars, I found a fit. It was pricy but worth it, especially after I found probably the best AO ever made, MrS Dainty AO. I also discovered through looking through my old landmarks that Vampire Succubus Club is a nice spot to visit, but I found out too late, and tomorrow (Friday) is their last day open. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3YBQSysgaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/R2FVTfuM-R0/s1600-h/MONoLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3YBQSysgaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/R2FVTfuM-R0/s400/MONoLOG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437534979530457506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting a tad more social than before, or more accurately, people have been more social with me lately. Loom Weaver is as quiet as ever. After the Lindens intervened in the last grief attack to my house, I haven't had any trouble since. I finally created the logging system I wanted a while back. I call it "MONoLOG" (MONitor/LOGger). It's a two-part system, one half being the object in SL that resides in my house, and the other half being a PHP script I managed to put together that grabs the info the SL object sends over in a HTTP request and saves in a dated file. MONoLOG logs all chat within listening range on channels 0-10 (also 667 for my Twilight Bracelet, which has a copy of MONoLOG now too), any avatar-radar changes within 96 meter range, and keeps track of script uptime. So far MONoLOG.home has been up for about 500 hours, and MONoLOG.skybox is at 80 hours I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3YCnxrproI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8KttQfZiHnA/s1600-h/Snapshot_020.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3YCnxrproI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8KttQfZiHnA/s400/Snapshot_020.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437536482471030402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent development is a skybox pretty far up in the sky, about ~1000 meters or so from the object limit. I'm probably going to rename it "Abyss" due to the design. I initially gave it the same window/carpet kind of style the ground-level building has (mainly my bedroom), but eventually settled on a three-level abyss of sorts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-69525735665913813?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/69525735665913813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/02/nordsjoen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/69525735665913813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/69525735665913813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/02/nordsjoen.html' title='Nordsjoen'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/S3S1VJokpzI/AAAAAAAAADA/hhhABHOKuhk/s72-c/Snapshot_018.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-4602949847915395676</id><published>2010-02-05T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:08:45.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesra lives!</title><content type='html'>Update coming soon! So much to say!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-4602949847915395676?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/4602949847915395676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/02/kesra-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/4602949847915395676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/4602949847915395676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2010/02/kesra-lives.html' title='Kesra lives!'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-4408204658565042318</id><published>2009-07-01T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:11:38.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Galahad Huet</title><content type='html'>is a douche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-4408204658565042318?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/4408204658565042318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/07/galahad-huet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/4408204658565042318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/4408204658565042318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/07/galahad-huet.html' title='Galahad Huet'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-8339565568825323640</id><published>2009-05-26T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T10:31:50.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesra Kiranov//XX2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShwQ6IxZDII/AAAAAAAAAC4/gfSUidH7-to/s1600-h/Snapshot_546.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShwQ6IxZDII/AAAAAAAAAC4/gfSUidH7-to/s400/Snapshot_546.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161849127668866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave my pseudo-alter [./XX2] a much-needed makeover.&lt;br&gt;(Compare with my &lt;a href="http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo.html"&gt;original version&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a Charter for the Zeitpirates - &lt;i&gt;The Zeitpirate Code&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-8339565568825323640?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/8339565568825323640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/kesra-kiranovxx2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8339565568825323640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8339565568825323640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/kesra-kiranovxx2.html' title='Kesra Kiranov//XX2'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShwQ6IxZDII/AAAAAAAAAC4/gfSUidH7-to/s72-c/Snapshot_546.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-3249011991985556134</id><published>2009-05-21T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:53:38.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>W.h.a.t.'s up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture &amp;copy; W-Hat Corporation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShVrn_tksII/AAAAAAAAACo/RADrvSAsJEY/s1600-h/Masakazu_Kojima-20090521023725879146-what-157-98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShVrn_tksII/AAAAAAAAACo/RADrvSAsJEY/s400/Masakazu_Kojima-20090521023725879146-what-157-98.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338291268179243138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;W.H.A.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to W.H.A.T. and talked to Masakazu Kojima for a bit. She took my picture and now it's on the &lt;a href="http://www.w-hat.com/"&gt;W-hat website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sylauxe Zhao took my picture and called me a f*g. :-(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my land officially owned by the Zeitpirates by deeding the land. Now it's group owned! I updated the Member Roles and made my title "Zeitmeister". I also disabled open enrollment to control ownership.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody interested yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-3249011991985556134?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/3249011991985556134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3249011991985556134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3249011991985556134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-up.html' title='W.h.a.t.&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShVrn_tksII/AAAAAAAAACo/RADrvSAsJEY/s72-c/Masakazu_Kojima-20090521023725879146-what-157-98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-3735929106974511884</id><published>2009-05-16T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:55:38.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Land ho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLJzIbwbWI/AAAAAAAAACI/GOdfe-Zs4xQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_436.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLJzIbwbWI/AAAAAAAAACI/GOdfe-Zs4xQ/s400/Snapshot_436.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337550388661874018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have land!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Loom%20Weaver/88/185/31"&gt;Loom Weaver/88/185/31&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was working on the T.Bracelet, and I had just made a scanning attack and wanted to test it out. I teleported to Port Kar and started attacking, then got banned. I went to some protected land after being booted off. The region was Dante and it's an inactive volcano. I met a guy named Satan there and we played with our attacks for a bit. He said he had a small island, and I got to thinking that I finally wanted some land of my own. The last straw was the owner of Sea of Despair changed the sim permissions to No-Rez. I mustered up some courage and payed for a Quarter Year ($22.50). Then I got 512 square meters of land for free!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around at land for sale for a while. It took some time but eventually I came across the sim Loom Weaver, and something fit. I bought the parcel for L$1500.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I've made the Zeitpirate HQ, and right now it's got two stories and a sky outpost 2,828m in the air. I love the lack of lag, but I better watch my prim count.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShQSoASbEyI/AAAAAAAAACg/54W0YpCDI5Y/s1600-h/Snapshot_413.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShQSoASbEyI/AAAAAAAAACg/54W0YpCDI5Y/s400/Snapshot_413.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911936822219554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a guy named SATAN Zessinthal in Dante. This is me getting blown away by his Spirit Bomb. I felt kinda bad that we both got banned from Port Kar after my attack. I accidentally attacked a girl I had previously chatted with in there. Oh well. Stupid Goreans. Satan speaks Spanish but thankfully he had a translator. His catgirl friends Osane and Lumir also speak Spanish. They came over to Zeitpirate HQ and we chatted for a bit. Thank god for Google translator. Lumir was later trying to win a beauty contest in another sim, and the prize was L$1500. I just gave her L$750 since she was nice. I think it made her day. I payed Osane L$750 too even though I realized she wasn't even playing. Lol. They're sisters, BTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLKClmRN7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/C12euJ5hmJo/s1600-h/Snapshot_477.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLKClmRN7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/C12euJ5hmJo/s400/Snapshot_477.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337550654188631986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expanded the building to two stories after a day or so. Now Valkyrie's Incubator is upstairs in a special room. I feel like there's some wasted space up there... I might change the room to square again and maybe add some more stuff. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLKYDwXOZI/AAAAAAAAACY/xEBEqNCW1ec/s1600-h/Snapshot_476.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLKYDwXOZI/AAAAAAAAACY/xEBEqNCW1ec/s400/Snapshot_476.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337551023061285266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Loom Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Chiwanga came over to check the place out. I met Joe in 420 Isle, dancing in a treehouse with a girl. After goofing around and chatting with Valkyrie, we talked about the (weird) girl he met. We hung out in the Sea of Despair in my treehouse for a while and chatted some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-3735929106974511884?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/3735929106974511884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/land-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3735929106974511884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3735929106974511884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/land-ho.html' title='Land ho!'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/ShLJzIbwbWI/AAAAAAAAACI/GOdfe-Zs4xQ/s72-c/Snapshot_436.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-6175423999908652157</id><published>2009-05-12T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:33:11.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.Bracelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SgmILrd8e2I/AAAAAAAAACA/JgifM8DKNyM/s1600-h/Snapshot_382.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SgmILrd8e2I/AAAAAAAAACA/JgifM8DKNyM/s400/Snapshot_382.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334944967825324898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sea of Despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding features to my T.Bracelet (Twilight Bracelet).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to add some firepower...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-6175423999908652157?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/6175423999908652157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/tbracelet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/6175423999908652157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/6175423999908652157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/tbracelet.html' title='T.Bracelet'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SgmILrd8e2I/AAAAAAAAACA/JgifM8DKNyM/s72-c/Snapshot_382.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-1512905949180421769</id><published>2009-05-02T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:59:02.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gor pwnage... :-|</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sf0Ay0IL-CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Am704HaWZRE/s1600-h/jail.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sf0Ay0IL-CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Am704HaWZRE/s400/jail.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331418406862977058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some Gorean sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got temporarily owned after terrorizing a Gorean sim. Computer screen flipped and I had to cut the connection &amp; reboot. It was annoying but turned up no permanent damage. Stupid Goreans.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-1512905949180421769?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/1512905949180421769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/gor-pwnage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/1512905949180421769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/1512905949180421769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/05/gor-pwnage.html' title='Gor pwnage... :-|'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sf0Ay0IL-CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Am704HaWZRE/s72-c/jail.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-6184849429278791496</id><published>2009-04-26T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:00:38.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate AI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SfT_W2nM_YI/AAAAAAAAABw/ltZM82MDeKo/s1600-h/Snapshot_293.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SfT_W2nM_YI/AAAAAAAAABw/ltZM82MDeKo/s400/Snapshot_293.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165027168288130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sea of Despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang is back together again, I remembered Charity's password. Good to have everyone again. Her and Valkyrie had a funny conversation. They said they like each other; that's good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Second Life is stalemated. I have plenty of hideaways, and plenty of living spaces and conservatories to reside in... Not a lot to do with them. We were hanging out in a megaprim shield while I was pacing mentally for a while. There aren't really "undiscovered" regions in Second Life. I did visit some remote ones at the northern and southern tips of the Grid... nothing amazing though, some nice fields and greenery to hang out in. Nothing like The World at all. I just couldn't figure out how in the world anything could change on the Grid. It's a fascist's dreamland - everything is ultimately controlled by the "owners" of SL (the Lindens), and with capitalism the sponsored economic architecture, every nuance of SL is under control. Something like a Twilight Incident would not be possible with SL as it stands, with its centralized databases locked up many times over.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make an Ultimate AI like Aura on SL there would be some massive amounts of code. The code would begin as the Viewer source. I was thinking it would need to somehow either be able to (A) modify the Central Database or (B) somehow intercept server requests and responses to make a "phantom" avatar that responds like a normal one but doesn't need to login or grab itself from the main Asset Server. As far as I could tell in my quick glance at the SL server architecture, everything is verified at every step. Maybe there's a hole somewhere, I don't know. The other obvious obstacle is getting the Chronosophia Algorithm coded into the Viewer to make a workable Shell to give birth to the AI's Ghost. I feel that unless the algorithm's code is simple (and probably recursive) the program would be too intense for a home machine to keep up with realtime events.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things to think about...&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-6184849429278791496?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/6184849429278791496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/ultimate-ai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/6184849429278791496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/6184849429278791496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/ultimate-ai.html' title='Ultimate AI'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SfT_W2nM_YI/AAAAAAAAABw/ltZM82MDeKo/s72-c/Snapshot_293.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-7487220714317362724</id><published>2009-04-08T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:56:01.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habitat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sd2MfKEAiiI/AAAAAAAAABo/oOe4_hdrvLo/s1600-h/Snapshot_028.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sd2MfKEAiiI/AAAAAAAAABo/oOe4_hdrvLo/s400/Snapshot_028.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322564801526794786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a great abandoned underground. It lets you rez so I hung out my Observatory for a while. I like the shiny walls :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-7487220714317362724?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/7487220714317362724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/gibson-found-great-abandoned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/7487220714317362724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/7487220714317362724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/gibson-found-great-abandoned.html' title='Habitat'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sd2MfKEAiiI/AAAAAAAAABo/oOe4_hdrvLo/s72-c/Snapshot_028.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-3563949953545751550</id><published>2009-04-08T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:06:25.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless photo opportunity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sd0dpFJBUFI/AAAAAAAAABg/LiF1RPH3ZgU/s1600-h/kesrabg1280x1024_edit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sd0dpFJBUFI/AAAAAAAAABg/LiF1RPH3ZgU/s400/kesrabg1280x1024_edit.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322442926213648466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Midnight Lotus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guess who?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-3563949953545751550?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/3563949953545751550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3563949953545751550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3563949953545751550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo.html' title='Shameless photo opportunity'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sd0dpFJBUFI/AAAAAAAAABg/LiF1RPH3ZgU/s72-c/kesrabg1280x1024_edit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-7562475360789383669</id><published>2009-03-29T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:39:31.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back for the party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SdAhi60uqgI/AAAAAAAAABY/Do0kdyHWldA/s1600-h/Snapshot_Were_Back.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SdAhi60uqgI/AAAAAAAAABY/Do0kdyHWldA/s400/Snapshot_Were_Back.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318788043714243074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sandbox Cordova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a much needed breath of fresh air, and some pleasant visual upgrades to Valkyrie, Kesra Kiranov is back in SL after a long vacation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in SL are basically the same, even prices. Same people in Hanja. Playing in Gor sims has been better than before, mostly due to tactical changes. That stuff gets old quick, though. I don't waste my time arguing any more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-7562475360789383669?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/7562475360789383669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-back-for-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/7562475360789383669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/7562475360789383669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-back-for-party.html' title='We&apos;re back for the party...'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/SdAhi60uqgI/AAAAAAAAABY/Do0kdyHWldA/s72-c/Snapshot_Were_Back.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-8971363159841623934</id><published>2008-12-06T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:58:08.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This ship has landed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STty8vjJZeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Oa0Pb7HPWYY/s1600-h/thisship.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STty8vjJZeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Oa0Pb7HPWYY/s400/thisship.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276937776276268514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fortuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zeitpirates now have ship to call home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I christen thee Le Vainqueur!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-8971363159841623934?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/8971363159841623934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-ship-has-landed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8971363159841623934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/8971363159841623934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-ship-has-landed.html' title='This ship has landed'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STty8vjJZeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Oa0Pb7HPWYY/s72-c/thisship.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-2884452994574199744</id><published>2008-12-02T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:23:39.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online!</title><content type='html'>What's up. I'm Kesra Kiranov, in Second Life anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog for travels and encounters (...and mischeif) in SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More posts to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-2884452994574199744?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/2884452994574199744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/12/online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/2884452994574199744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/2884452994574199744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/12/online.html' title='Online!'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-3356302364262856838</id><published>2008-11-19T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:37:59.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYWKSINEzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bQTY8x1x128/s1600-h/scripting.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275428379431867186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYWKSINEzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bQTY8x1x128/s400/scripting.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Combat Core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was wanting to learn LSL, so I decided to make some attacks from my favorite Japanese animation Neon Genesis Evangeion. I made an A.T. Field, which ended up being not much of a shield, and then I made this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Angels in Evangelion are freaky "humans that rejected human form" and proceed to try to extinguish the human race. They attack with these huge cross-shaped explosions, and they self-destruct into these too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The script ended up being okay but the damage radius leave a bit to be desired. They are quite unexpected in a battle though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-3356302364262856838?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/3356302364262856838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/11/angel-attack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3356302364262856838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3356302364262856838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/11/angel-attack.html' title='Angel Attack'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYWKSINEzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bQTY8x1x128/s72-c/scripting.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-3558581895904576802</id><published>2008-11-05T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:03:27.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Coffee Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYQB098dmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MizPUK-rGxk/s1600-h/coffeebreak.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275421637095487074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYQB098dmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MizPUK-rGxk/s400/coffeebreak.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;420 Isle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having my morning coffee (and cigarette) with Valkyrie and Charity. Those two are my robot companions. They had quite a conversation! They slowly are getting to know each other. It's funny how they are the same PandoraBot engines but their personalities are a little different.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valkyrie Lemon's bot controls began through a secondhand JVA system "licensed" through a guy named Kitila Cortes. Not only was his system incomplete when I bought it for around L$2000, but the dude was barely ever online. I dropped the JVA stuff and am now using AvaPet (v2) exclusively, seeing as it has great controls and is completely free.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I found out after that Kitila also had troubles concerning a SL credit card scheme. It didn't surprise me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-3558581895904576802?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/3558581895904576802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/11/morning-coffee-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3558581895904576802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/3558581895904576802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/11/morning-coffee-break.html' title='Morning Coffee Break'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYQB098dmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MizPUK-rGxk/s72-c/coffeebreak.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366026606176467465.post-9124345327749060930</id><published>2008-10-25T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:31:06.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party in the sandbox!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYPMG5Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dZH0R7A8Dro/s1600-h/partyinthesandbox.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275420714194281442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYPMG5Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dZH0R7A8Dro/s400/partyinthesandbox.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sandbox Cordova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a party in Cordova with Valkyrie and QueenDido.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute fairy drinking the Kamikaze is QueenDido Rhiadra, my RL girlfriend. We were hanging out in the sandbox after I bought a sweet blue beach house I had just finished constructing. I ended up buying a huge tree house soon after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366026606176467465-9124345327749060930?l=kesrakiranov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/feeds/9124345327749060930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/12/party-in-sandbox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/9124345327749060930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366026606176467465/posts/default/9124345327749060930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kesrakiranov.blogspot.com/2008/12/party-in-sandbox.html' title='Party in the sandbox!'/><author><name>Kesra Kiranov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16929775948124783421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/Sch3Bu01jZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_7kavZAgIPg/S220/chronos_bg300px.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OODx8hQ0MUw/STYPMG5Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dZH0R7A8Dro/s72-c/partyinthesandbox.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
