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Chatting, V December 2, 2008

Filed under: Carrcass-1 — baker Blinker @ 7:58 am

“It has begun again Hucka D. I’ll need your help.”

Hucka D.:

I’m here.

bb:

I want to pay very close to what’s happening in this one. I don’t want to overanalyze at any step along the way, but…

Hucka D.:

Angel… Angle. Alabama. WI-erd.

bb:

Yes, and with a variant name of Tampa. This has to do with Lea. Lee, Lea, Leigh. Janet Leigh as well, it seems. Canada/North and Mexico/South. Land of the Living (Earth) and Land of the Dead (Heaven). *Or*, land of the characters (SL) and land of the users or actors (Earth). WI-erd. Angel is to the north in Marion County.

Hucka D.:

Marion being a character, but not Marion Ross of that show.

bb:

No, not Drew Carey’s mother. But… still connected in some WI-erd way.

Hucka D.:

To Carcass-1, though. The main action is already set in Osmos. Ozmo, brother of Ozma, in Osmos, the desert land. Ozmo is the same as Don here, perhaps, the one who steps outside. It felt good to be alone, and then Ozmo is alone, with Skillet. This is the Confederation within Osmos, or visa versa. The Confederation is implied because it is limited by Skillet, the Squirrel. Spring Squirrel, which use to be called Swamp Squirrel, the 2nd city of the Confederation as Britonia is the 1st. 1-2, like the wall Ozmo disappears behind at the party. part-I. “What’s behind there [the wall]?” asks the Liquorice Man. 1-2. Skillet raps on the wall but can’t get in. He and Ozmo are separated here. 1 from 2. So “alone” here means alone with Skillet, who is the same as Oklahoma. Olive. And also the handle added in at territory-hood [to make the complete “Skillet”]. Green “piss” is a way to recue the song. But the synchronicity begins to break down at the meeting of Lea. Leigh. Whatever. Leigh is from the outside. Or on the outside. And that’s where it starts to break. Down.

bb:

Green piss, not yellow piss. Greenup, yellow down?

Hucka D.:

Interesting, eh? *Yes.*

bb:

So it is recued at “Greenup”, or perhaps “Greentop”.

Hucka D.:

It is an odd bug that wants to piss [golden] and then buries into the ground only to piss green upwards from the ground. And [in] a much, much larger amount than physically possible at all. Tiny… huge. Mammoth. But what’s inside? Inside the hut built from his own spit. And you must not forget that Cline is Ozmo here as well. The religious leader of Mythos. Ozmo pisses away huge amounts of green [money], but doesn’t call it money but instead Rubles. Barney.

bb:

The city Ozmo came from, which is also the same as the Conferation, um, in reverse {?}, is one giant Dead End Street. Williams Street? Maybe.

Hucka D.:

Maybe the “dead end” is also the end of Baker Blinker’s curse, then.

*****

bb:

Wow, Hucka D. “Don” and “a Man” are next to each other here. Rita as well. I know who one Don is, then.

Hucka D.:

Powerful. Psychic.

bb:

And directly connected to Osmos at least through Eoc.

*****

“Hucka D., we know that the beer being “pissed away” is Golden. Molson Golden. That will be part of the official mythology now. Gold and rubles are thus involved. Gold standard… Russia… Rubles. Lots of mon-I.

Hucka D.:

Ruble chopped off from Silver. Like the front of the temple now. Rubie equals Ruble. WI… (Hucka D. stops).

bb:

Why?

Hucka D.:

Golden is the gold standard, I feel. Pissed it away. Mon-I.

*****

“This whole Carcass-1/map thing is very spidery and weby Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

Yes.

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2 Responses to “Chatting, V”

  1. […] should also discuss, quickly, that Greentop itself has been mentioned a couple of times already in this large, spacious blog, most interestingly as the possible birthplace of NM artist Charles Nelson Blinkerton (Greentop, […]


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