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| Date of page creation | 21:27, 1 November 2013 |
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This attribute controls the content of the description and og:description elements. | Second Life is a sandbox MMORPG heavy on user customization, or a world sim-meets-3D-chat-program, or the Internet's largest alternative-digi-porn-emporium. No matter which of the three definitions you prefer, it's generally agreed upon that Second Life is not a game or even a work of fiction so much as it is a simulation of Real Life made much more interesting. There is no story line and no goals, instead putting an emphasis on chatroom-like conversations with friends and buying virtual property. It's the sort of environment where a hacker attack involves self-replicating spheres penises spreading across the biosphere, and banned users find themselves in an endless corn-field with only a TV showing a promo for Linden Lab, the company behind Second Life. And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack. You may find yourself standing beneath a tree on which money grows. You may find yourself pole-dancing while what can only be described as a sentient light-show stuffs cash into your G-string. You may say to yourself, "Why am I wearing this beautiful house?". You may say to yourself, "Why am I running through the junkyard in a swimsuit?". |