Repost from 1/22/2009
There are a couple of things in Second Life that just get under my skin. Not being able to log in, free accounts, Brazilians……the list could go on and on. The one particular thing that really puts a frown on my face…….child avatars.
We all know that SL is a place where you can be anything you want to be. A stripper, an escort, a skydiver…..etc. So why is this the place that people, grown women to be exact…..come to act like children? Did they not play house enough when they were younger? Do the secretly want to buy barbie’s and rekindle some romance with Ken that ended abruptly when they were 10? Who knows? I have heard some people mention that people portray child avatars in SL to help them deal with some memories of a stolen childhood that they lost. Two words for you: Michael Jackson. Also if someone is having issues with their past, shouldn’t they be seeking the help of a trained therapist? I don’t think having a “Mommy” in SL is going to help anything, if that is the case.
My few brief encounters with child avatars have usually been from afar in SL. Seeing them at a store….having one pop up at a club. I did have one tell me about a year ago “I fwee years old”. I immediately teleported away in disgust. I always thought I would never have to be subjected to spending more than a few minutes in their presence. That was until yesterday….
Picture it: Second Life…..Jan….2009. I am three hours ahead of SL time and I had been invited to a surprise rez day party for a very good friend. The party started at 9pm SLT, which made it midnight….my time. I was tired, but not to disappoint the friend….I attended, with the intention of only staying a “few”. This party was at some married friends who knew the rez day boy and they decided to have the party at their house in SL. I teleported there….introductions were made…..seemed cool. All we were doing was waiting for the rez day boy to show up, which was taking longer than expected.
During the chit chat….some conversation lines started to appear in the form of a shout “Mommy….I’s be getting dwessed”. What? Did I miss something? I am only seeing adult avatars…..where did that come from? Then it happened again….. “Mommi…..I luvs you”. Shit, Shit, Shit!! I immediately hit the zoom and panned thru the house….and that is when I saw it.The Fucking Tinkerbell bedroom.
It had toys…and a fucking canopy bed. I just sat in front of my computer shaking my head. I sat there in disgust still waiting to see “it” pop up, and she did. 2ft tall…..neko, flexi-dress….and the typical John Benet Ramsey makeup that all the young child whore avatars are wearing now and days. Just a FYI: Children should not wear makeup in SL or in RL.
So ten minutes passed….then 20…..then 30…..then fucking 1 hour, and still no birthday boy. Did he understand the pain I was going thru waiting for him to show up to this party? Did he understand that I had to look at repeating lines of toddler talk? No. Finally after an hour had passed, he showed up. I said my “Happy Rez day” and I left.
I am going to say it, I hate child avatars. I find it disgusting that women who have periods and buy tampons in RL have to pretend they are 3years old again. They should have their uterus’ ripped from their bodies and stomped on. They should be punched in the boobs.
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