It is probably worth mentioning I did a gender swap. My name is Gregory Catronis, and I look exactly as the template spit me out as. I didn't change, but I've somehow acquired a house, a car, and a lot of people avatar things as friends. I'm not good at this whole social thing, so I just rolled with it.
Sure I like basketball.
I'll go to Paris with you.
Of course I'm gay.
I'd love to dance.
I'm a student
I'd love nothing more than to hear about your cats.
I wonder if everyone, if anyone knows just how much I'm lying. Hell, I have no idea if they're lying either. That girl could be some guy from Nebraska, the vampire from Florida, that dwarf a giant, the skinny rail creature an offie worker who hates his job. I'd never know. Second life provides you with limited oprounities to shape whatever or whoever you are into what you want to be. Hence the name, I suppose. Second life. Redoing the one you have online, making it better or worse or just more interesting.
Kind of wild to think about.
