365 days of SL, day 221:
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"Dear Princess Celestia, last night I learned that some people are utter twats..."
Alas, it's true. As planned, I went back to the aicraft carrier seen yesterday; I poked around for a bit, and although it was mostly empty, I thought it was an interesting (and extensive) build, anyway. In the end, we found the commander's office, and proceeded to make ourselves at home.
The guy owning the parcel actually showed up after a while. Usually, this is an opportunity to make a bit of smalltalk, but he turned out to be to a five-star asshat, so after having to put up with some entirely unexpected (and undeserved) nastiness, I left, and he was added to my killfile. Plonk!
Unfortunately, by this time, it was already very late, and I didn't feel like using the screenshot I'd already taken earlier anymore; we went to a cave below a friend's parcel for a bit, and I took a quick one there, but I'd be lying if I said it didn't suck. Oh well; c'est la vie, and the one I had earlier wasn't stellar, either.
Fortunately, unpleasant people, by and large, are in the minority in SL, so maybe tonight will be nicer again, and yield a nicer screenshot.
Location: Jaguar Valley (34, 54, 21) (Mass Hysteria)