Sunday night I hardly slept. I know it’s not very adult behaviour to stay up overnight in order to have some fun on the internet, but who could resist the temptation to be present at the great, final auction of the Fantasy Faire? The experience to be in a sim together with 100 other avatars was already worth perching in front of the monitor until 4 AM – no, I’m not kidding, I checked it twice, The Valley of Ish’nar hosted 101 avies at its most crowded state and no, the sim did not crash! Then, the bidding itself was another fantastic experience… a brilliant auctioneer, some unbelievably generous bidders, a huge crowd of people cheering and rooting for the heroes of the moment, and two chairladies of the event thanking and thanking everybody and sobbing their dear hearts out in open voice chat.
Then, after three hours sleep, I had to wake up and go to work, like many of my fellow debaucherers. At university a student of mine submitted her essay (I teach ethics and law to med students, by the way), and before leaving my office she unexpectedly said, “Professor, I want to specialise in something rather bumpy, child oncology, and your classes and discussions help me a lot. I often think about what you tell us, you know.” I was speechless for a moment, then I thanked her… then I was very happy for a long, long time, and the happiness still lasts… you know why?
I’m a teacher lecturing on issues of life and death IRL, I’m also a tiny dragon reporting about the Fantasy Faire in SL, and when one does her work well, the other rejoices, too. Luckily, I’m not alone. I think all of us are dragons in disguise in a manner or another. The artists who dedicated weeks and months to building, and created the breathtaking sims. The shop owners who treated us to lovely clothes, props, pets, poses and body parts. The tireless organisers who work all year round for the cause as volunteers. The bidders who were willing to pay huge amounts (and when I say ‘huge”, I talk about sums like 1500 USD!) for the artists’ builds. The DJs, the bloggers and visitors… you all are dragons at heart, fierce and ready to fight for a good cause in any life whatsoever. I wear my scales and wings regularly in the pixel world, and I’m profoundly happy to know that I don’t fly alone in real life, either.
See you at the next Faire, fellow critters. Until then, have a safe flight!