Grief

my sleepy little sim has recently been transformed by one socially retarded individual calling her avi Cooty Leroux. she used to populate her moderately sized parcel with some innocuous flying carpet devices within a parkland atmosphere. i paid her little or no mind, i had never even seen her. she certainly wasn't causing anyone any adverse concern. we can all live together, peace be upon her.

i normally do a fly about within the confines of the sim when i login just to check the recent activities of our dynamic world. it's also a nice way to determine the sim's lag too. i'm generally interested in what's happening on our sim's shared cpu and i've made some good friends here. if anyone's doing a new build my curiosity is piqued and i normally hover about bugging them so they can't get anything done. all pretty harmless and reciprocated.

now, i may be a chatty cathy, but i'm normally quite benign should you be capable of polite interaction. i've gotten to know most of the people who inhabit the sim. we all seem to be friendly towards one another. it's the kind of community spirit i had hoped to develop with cooty, if she ever showed up.

so, one day her parkland and carpets were gone and a new build seemed to be underway. i still never got to see just who it was behind the doing. her name as owner showed up on the various objects unfolding. nonetheless, she began to populate her land with clever little fun objects like a robo greeter, some particle emitters, and scripted objects. all in all, a more dynamic area than her previous build. i looked forward to seeing more of her neat little items she had for us to interact with.

and then she acquired another 512 parcel on the sim's corner where she threw all manner of resale items. i poked about, lord knows we need more freebie spots, trying out this and that, and i eventually purchased one of her emitters. i couldn't understand how it worked so i IMd her about how the particular object i had just got was supposed to work. she TPd me to her other mainland location where she seemed to have quite the little world. bit laggy but i never gave it much thought as to the technical reasoning. we resolved my incomprehension of my purchase, i welcomed her to our little sim (as a representative of all valued and concerned sim residents), and was on my way.

the next day or so i see an errant huge prim floating over a neighbour's parcel in the sim next to ours. i check to see the owner of it and it's cooty. i'm thinking, if she can put an object on a non-build land, she got oomph. i knew she could script, but i was curious as to how she could circumvent the land permissions. so i IMd her and she either was playing stupid or had no knowledge of anything i was saying. i eventually TP'd her to the very prim i was mentioning (i thought she was displeased by the neighbours porn and/or object spam. since he was in another sim altogether it had little effect on me per se. nonetheless, if she was mounting a campaign to harass, degrade, and humiliate him i was lining up.

it sure didn't look as if we were going to be sharing details as to her intent since she seemed to be playing as if she was totally innocent of any and all things. it got so i had to ask "golly, just how do these objects with your unique id as owner get up here, anyhow?" she didn't seem like she like knew kinda like, ya know? okay. i got your number, thanks a lot, let's move along.

the next day on my fly about, there's two more huge prims placed over no build land. one of them slicing through someone's house! okay, the little demon's got something up her sleeve, let's see what she has to say for herself now. i IM her. she doesn't respond. a few seconds later a stranger happens by (wink, wink) who solicits my attention as if to chat. i'm hovering over the huge prim hoping cooty's gonna have to acknowledge me and tp over. so this guy gets to chatting like he's just flew by all innocent like and i'm dealing with him giving him the what's up and cooty pops in gets all huffy that i've caught another one of her errant prims. the fact that this stranger was feeding her our chat while she was out of range gave her some tender bits she could use in argument. why she needed to come at me when it was her prim over someone else's land is beyond my comprehension. abnormal psychology is not my strong suit. i treat everyone as if they have a brain and can relate to what's going on around them. fooling me into believing specious lies and deceptions is another matter. yer a low life.

it appears later that this Simon4 Ewry, the innocent bystander (uhuh), is one of her business partners brought in to defend her inconsiderate behaviour. i knew their relation pretty swiftly. the coincidence of his being there and taking a "neutral" conciliatory position was just too lame to be believed. why she wasn't able to deal with the fact that she stuck a huge prim in someone's home didn't seem to matter. my ability to observe and act within our shared world was what was getting to her. as long as she could avoid social interaction she had the upper hand.

we live in a community. i watch what's going on. if this individual can abuse the rules on my neighbour's land, she can do it to my home and yours too. i get that. i still don't know what she's really up to. i wandered by her other parcel on the sim where i thought she was selling stuff that she had made. well it turns out, for the two items i found attractive, they are being resold at higher prices than the original creator is selling them for. there was an item she was selling for a hundred linden that was originally a freebie from one young gentleman. the other item, when i spoke with the creator, was totally unauthorized for resale. no money that she benefits from those ripoffs go to the original creator. terms like "pirate" and "thief" came up in our conversations.

now this is where it gets personal. she's banned me from her parcels. this makes my flyabouts nearly impossible. an entire segment of the sim is wrapped in banlines with my singular name shouted out across the wilds. how one goes about dealing with undesirables (not me sillies) from your own backyard is the lesson here. this is not a funny haha moment for me. up until the moment where she began messing with me everything was going peachy. the escalation of her microbial reactivity was not unpredicted. morons are pretty simple without a lot of options. on the other hand, measures must be enabled through which i am able to preserve my sanity. cautioning the community of her tactics should bring her into the light she fears the most.

i do feel inclined towards acting in an inconsiderate and anti-social manner though. i do not believe that this story is unique amongst us all. some of us have had similar experiences. i'm not happy that she's come to my sim to ply her trade. i'm certainly not enjoying her socially unresponsive self. of course, if this gets me thrown into the wrong side of the abuse report process so be it. let's hope i can overcome my animal urges.

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