Turing Isle St. Patricks Day Party 2009 Machinima

This year was the third Annual St. Patricks Day Party at Turing Isle. (I’ve been the official machinimatographer at two of them.) We invited all out friends to come and dance and drink and party and bring their dogs and generally have a good time.

There were decorations and catering by Blu Heron (can we please have a few more roadkill grills next year Blu?) and green beer and a Coin Hunt organised by Blu and Blu and dancing and dogs and drinking and a raffle ball (some people won a dog!) and Cephus won a dress and did I say dancing and beer?

You can download a better quality version here: Turing_Isle_St_Patricks_Day_Party_2009

Castle

As often happens, Dad had to go to see a Lady about a dog, and

As often happens, Dad got into a bit of a muddle, and

As often happens, I had to go help him out.

So I rounded up Logan and we teleported to the Lady’s island to take a look.

Now, I don’t mind telling you that I was a bit worried when I saw this place, I mean, we heard the stories in school about the sort of people that live in castles and about how they distress their damsels and worse still how they then blame it on the dragons and give them a lot of grief about it. I’m glad that Logan doesn’t celebrate St. George’s Day, ‘cos I’ve read about that guy, and he was the worst of them all. To be honest, I find any celebration of that sort of behaviour, really rather disturbing.

So anyway, we walk up to the entrance and we wait for the drawbridge to come down. I was still wondering about how all this might turn out, but Dad needed my help. If he needed me to rescue him from the castle, then I had to be brave.

Eventually the drawbridge comes down and I take a deep breath, we start to walk across and I wonder if the Port Cullis will fall down on my head.

Finally we get inside and maaaan, this place is BIG. I could be lost in here for weeks! Or I could have been thrown into the dungeons and tortured and I no one would ever know. I bet there’s not very good cellphone coverage out here. And look at this…

I coulda been bombarded with rocks before I had even got to ring the door bell.

But, all my fears were unfounded, just listen to what the nice lady said:

Mar Shilova: hola

Mar Shilova: que dragon mas precioso!

Mar’s translator: that most beautiful dragon!

Mar Shilova: me encanta!

Miller: i am BEAUTIFUL!

Mar’s translator: I love it!

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I am BEAUTIFUL! See? Cazaluff, you see? “Most beautiful dragon!”

That is ME!

Aaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhaaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa !!

I am…

I am… ONE !!

Yayyyyy! I made it to my birthday without anyone killing me.

I am Miller

I am NOE

Dammit!

I am ONE!

Logan has gone to bed so I am going out on the town (-:

I was hoping that Pell’s band would be playing, but I couldn’t find out if there was a gig or not. So I’m gonna have a couple of beers, take in a show, and stop off at the frankenbabyburger van on the way home.

Bring on the Dancing Girls!

Dad’s Broke III

Let me just recap for a moment and remind you that this is not broke as in has no money. Dad is earning money from his multiple jobs as an Approved Virtual Kennel Club Dog Trainer (come and ask him questions) and as an Animator (come and buy his stuff) because he needs a lot of money for me to inherit later.

Anyway this is broke in the sense of broken his avatar. I think that should probably say “no sense” or “nonsense” because sometimes he appears to have no sense and sometimes he definitely talks nonsense. But, I want to write this in English and not Engritch, in which, incidentally, Dad is very fluent.

It’s a bit of a story and as usual Logan was to blame. Logan has been making this new thing for the dogs to do so that they can go around the different islands and show their owners all the stuff that Blu made. We were all out helping her to test it: Blu and Dad and Cazaluff we were all there. Testing involves a lot of running back and forth between Turing Isle and Isle of Dogs because there are a lot of 4371 Errors to be dealt with. (Error Code 4371 is the “Logan is a ReTaRD Error, as you can imagine, they are very frequent.)

So Dad’s dog Pepe was running from the Isle of Dogs to Turing Isle, or rather he was supposed to be. But he must have been getting fed up with all the 4371s. On about the 6th attempt to get it right, he spotted Hannah who was hanging out in the Agility Course looking, to all intents and purposes, well fit.

So Pepe did a runner.

He jumped off the bridge, swam across the River Turing, ran up the bank leapt over the tube and met up with Hannah. I was laughing like a drain, Logan was asking what the hell was going on and Dad was saying “hontros poly grande malakas”.

And then he fell in the river.

And got stuck.

Under the water.

There he is flailing around and trying not to look like an idiot.

 

Uncle Orutra

This is my Uncle, his name Orutra Inaka, he is dad’s brother. I guess that baldness runs in the family. I hope it doesn’t happen to me.

Of course, he is spanish like uncle Fred, so he goes, ola  gabba gabba gabba joder, cojones, gabba gabba, gillpollas gabba gabba… and I have no idea at all what he has told me.

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Thoms and Kylie

Meet Thoms Vansant, doesn’t he look cool?

He came to tell Logan off for encouraging his missus to buy another dog and costing them a fortune.

This is Kylie Cortes, Thoms’ missus.

As you can see she is quite a bit bigger than Thoms…

so she just bought the dog anyway. His name is Dutch.

Isle of Dogs

You know that place that I said I wasn’t allowed to talk about and take pictures of? (Not the one with the dancing girls and the poles, the other one, you know… the secret one?) Well, now it is not a secret.

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First came the announcement from Enrico…

…me and Logan then made another one for the people on Turing Isle in the Dog Park so they would know to come too. (Actually we made that one just because we can. Logan likes sending messages to the estate and she likes hollering. Simple pleasures, eh?)

So then you press OK and you go out through the Vavoom! store and get onto the bridge, and go slowly so that you don’t fall into the water between the sims.

and oh… who’s this? It’s Dad wandering around aimlessly. He looks like a bloody tourist.

Meanwhile up in the new Plaza…

Rico is waiting for the people to come and looking apprehensive…

…Blu is busy making a few last minute adjustments…

and on the little deck by the waterside, the gulls are waiting for someone to come and feed them. But, it won’t be me I can tell you, the last time I got near the gulls, one of them stole my chips. I’m not having that happen again, chips I can bear but I don’t wanna lose a Frankenbabyburger to them. They just gobble up anything in sight, so they wouldn’t appreciate good quality fare like that. Continue reading