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Showing posts with label drd. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 12, 2026

Fantasy Faire: Reservoir Zero

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STORYLINE: A messy haired child hopped across the hot metal plates of the floating city, Reservoir Zero, past the graffiti reading "water is worth more than blood," and "count every drop."

He danced on his feet, "Hot! Hot!" and quickly tied two used feedbags to his bare feet.

In the distance, a dark clad towering man walked across the metal catwalk to the center pumping engine of the city's cistern. Fisher. A warrior from the War for Life.

Scraper smiled. He vaulted off to the balcony railing, swung on a thick trailing vine, and parkoured his way down with all the caution of a celebrity crazed fan.

Fisher was the eldest in the city with white hair, war scars, and black machine eyes that were impossible to read. He was the city's handyman, a jack of all trades. Someone who knew the old technology, and how to fix things.

Scrapper peeked out from behind the pump's flywheel. He pointed to Fisher’s strange oxidized hands. “Does it hurt?”

Fisher chuckled, he seemed to know the child was following him.

“When it does, it’s only a reminder I am alive.” He offered the child a bit of freshly cut sushi.

Scraper squealed excitedly and plopped down on top of a pile of cords, happily devouring the gift.

“What was it like?” He spoke with a mouth full of food. “When there was land?”

Fisher was quiet for a moment, looking out at the vast watery horizon.

“There were vines like we have here," he gestured to the towering shacks stacked upwards. "And so much more."

"Really?"

"Green plants as far as the eye could see. They grew on their own too,” he winked. “Without any effort by humans to keep them alive.”

Scraper gasped. “Wow. That sounds amazing. Do you miss it?”

“I do, and who I was before the War for Life, but that’s the past. What matters now, is the joy of survival. Every day is a blessing, no matter how different things are. Do you understand?”

“Uh...,” Scraper blushed. “Not really. But I think I know what you mean. Do you want some help?”

Fisher picked up his fishing net, “I would love the company. I can show you how to do it. Would you like to catch your own fish next time?”

Scraper nodded eagerly, and together they climbed to the lower level.



Congratulations to everyone who helped make this year's Fantasy Faire another wonderful, inspired event and raised funds for a good cause. I felt so inspired by the Reservoir Zero sim, I squeezed none more post to highlight it before the Faire ends tomorrow. ... You can read more detail on the sim here: Reservoir-zero.

The theme for this story is what happens after you survive cancer. This post's inspirations are my mom who is a cancer survivor, the movie Waterworld, and the Reservoir Zero sim. ...Fisher is a blend of items from the Faire. I used the OneDay's Hajime outfit and paired it with the fun Grasshopper Street Tiger Shimp Hat, and ERG tool belt. To show his battle scars are, Hexed's Broken blood vessels, Misteria Infected gloves with materials effects, and Curious Kitties dark eyes. His pose and swords (for cutting sushi), are part of UZME's Dual Blade pose set. From Wicked Made is the copper Sterling Gas Lamp (check out the fun hover lamp in the store too), and ERG's Verdant Ceiling Pipe Light with hanging vines for a perfect tone with Reservoir Zero's theme. ... From Starlit-Endeavor are the Venusion Sci Fi Props available at the current round of the Warehouse. They are PBR and full mod, so you can scale them up or down, however you wish.


On him, Fisher:
Outfit: ONEDAYs - HAJIME - LEGACY [mesh](Fantasy Faire: Heian)
Hat: Grasshopper Street - GHS Tiger Shrimp Hat [mesh](Fantasy Faire: Bến Tôm Rơi)
Belt: ERG - Legacy (m) Mechanic Tool Belt / Blogger Pack [mesh](Fantasy Faire: Reservoir Zero)
Tattoo: Hexed - Broken blood vessels Face  EvoX [BOM](Fantasy Faire: Reservoir Zero)
Tattoo: Misteria - Infected gloves - Rust  [BOM, materials](Fantasy Faire: Requiem)
Eyes, makeup: Curious Kitties - Dark Eyes - Face [BOM](Fantasy Faire: Amon Galadrann)
Sandles: Gabriel GB::Geta (male) White [mesh](gift)(Fantasy Faire: Heian)
Hair: Dura U109-HAIR-FAT PACK FA/ Male [mesh](380L)
Head, Lips, piercings: LeLUTKA Kane Evolution [mesh](3990L)
Body: TheShops [BODY] Athletic Meshbody (Legacy)(m) [mesh](5000L)
Pose, Swords: UZME - DualBlade Set#1(Fantasy Faire: Stoneveil Crossing)

Setting:
Street Lamp: Wicked Made - WM Sterling Gas Streetlamp(Fantasy Faire: Reservoir Zero)
Hanging light, vines: ERG - Verdant Ceiling Pipe Light [mesh](Fantasy Faire: Reservoir Zero)
Scifi props: Starlit-Endeavor - Venusion Sci Fi Props [mesh](The Warehouse)(1932L)

Location:
Reservoir Zero - Sponsored by Oyasumi, Fantasy Faire 2026


BONUS IMAGES: inworld raw shots, hi-res, midday sky :




 

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

The Strange Case of Dr Oliver Paynesworth

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Death Row Designs will be delivering another fun gacha and hunt for Halloween this year. The theme this time is Asylum. This is my entry to DRD's the "Join the Family" contest. I brought out one of my favorite asylum dwelling characters. Enjoy. Style Credits below the story.


The Strange Case of Dr Oliver Paynesworth 
(as told by the Admitting Nurse at the Rosewood Asylum)

It had been an ordinary day at the Rosewood Asylum when the town’s respected general practice doctor, Dr Oliver Paynesworth, strolled past me without a word, not even a Hello, and disappeared down the long of hall of Rosewood’s worst behaved residents, otherwise known as the "inmates." Of course I went to fetch him, since we don’t allow visitors to that wing of the asylum. 

I discovered him in the oddest place. He had taken the last room to the right and barricaded the door with the back of a chair so that I could not open it. I looked through the glass peephole and saw him, just sitting in the middle of the room on the floor with a vacant look in his eyes.

“Excuse me Dr Oliver, What are you doing? Is there something wrong?”

He didn’t look at me as he said in a hallow voice, “I am admitting myself. I am a danger to society. Please leave me alone.”

Alarmed, I fetched the director of the Institution. He spoke to the Doctor for some time before he came back out shaking his head. “Nurse, can you please check into this?” He had filled out a form to accept Dr Oliver and wrote that the Dr believed he could kill with a mere thought. He blamed himself for his fiancé’s death after she broke up their engagement. He wanted me to call her doctor to check if the story was true. 

Dr Oliver’s case turned out to be a sad example of the ravages of grief, most likely driven by intense regret that his last words to his fiancé were, "I hope you die." Turns out she had just discovered her diagnosis of terminal cancer and couldn’t bring herself to tell him, so she abruptly broke off their engagement without explanation. We figured after some grief counseling, and revealing the truth of why she ended their relationship, he would return to normal. But sadly, that’s not what happened.

One day we found him in a pool of blood. He had cut off his own legs with exceptional surgical skill. What he used, we have no clue, but it must have been a very large sharp blade. We searched high and low for this dangerous weapon but could never discover where he had hidden it. He was ranting on and on about offering his legs to Death in exchange for bringing his beloved back to life.

He had clearly taken a turn for the worse. 

We were able to stop the bleeding. Once he had recovered, we gave him a wheelchair and fitted him with new prosthetic legs. I think Dr Rosewood held hope he could save his old friend.

As the months passed, Dr Oliver would sit on the floor, not eating, or speaking…. Other "inmates" requested to be transferred away from his unsettling dark aura. Except one. She requested to be moved directly across from him. In truth, she was here because she was in so much pain her family couldn't care for her. She was often yelling across the hall, begging Dr Oliver to kill her. If he heard her, I don’t know. He was covered in dust by then. Cobwebs hung from his eyelashes too. I thought he was long dead and everyone was too scared to go in and check.

But he was not dead.

The morning on the 19th, I discovered front door of the Rosewood Asylum was open. No "inmates" escaped. No, instead they were all yelling, crying, and cowering their rooms. When I reached the last door on the right, it was open. Dr Oliver was gone. There was no sign of him. I checked across the hall and the lady was still locked inside her room. No one entered, but she was clearly dead. White as a sheet. And smiling.

It was creepy. We closed off that cursed wing of Rosewood. No one ever did see Dr Oliver Paynesworth again. The only clue we had as to what became of him was a note left on the floor.


Thank you for caring for me. 
It is time for me to go now. 
Please take good care of your health. 
Your time precious. Don’t waste it.

signed,
Dr Oliver Paynesworth, 
Reaper

 

On him, Dr Oliver:
Hair: A&Y CyberBunker Electric-rain hair - Male - pink [mesh](290L)
Top: Contraption Engineer's Top, male [mesh](500L)
Weapon: Val'More Prototype Project - Takizawa Sickle [mesh](380L)
Claws: Naberius Iron Eater Claws (Aether) Bento Jake, gacha [mesh](75L)
Legs: Contraption Classic Leg Prosthesis *gunmetal* [mesh](150L)
Coat: Curio Obscura Luxurious Fur Coat Black, gacha [mesh] (100L)
Glasses: ContraptioN The Tinkerer's Glasses, gacha [mesh]
Hat: Harm's Way Top Hat texture change [mesh] (99L)
Eyes: IKON Deadshine Eyes - Quicksilver [mesh](150L)
Skin, TMP Appliers: Fallen Gods Pure [xy] + Ivory(660L)
Head: TheMeshProject (BETA) Head(m) - Anime (Deluxe) [mesh](5000L)
Wheelchair, pose: Luna Rosarie L+R Bloody Rosarie wheelchair, gacha [mesh]

Setting:
Building: Madpeas Run Down Asylum, 159m x 80m footprint, 1100 li [mesh](975L)


Sunday, August 12, 2012

News Event: Transylvania's 8th Birthday Bash

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There was no way this mad scientist and his lovely assistant would miss Transylvania's 8th Birthday Bash "Blood Donor Appreciation Day." A good time was had by all, even those that slipped on the blood covered dance floor. lol. The Birthday Bash continues Sunday, August 12th, for the 6th Annual NOSCARS 6pm - 9pm SL. This red carpet formal award ceremony is the most popular event of the year with statues awarded in such categories as "Best DJ" and "Shark Bait." Monday, August 13th, is Transylvania's all day Birthday Bash with all of Bloody's DJs spinning tunes throughout the day. Join the fun: Transylvania Turns Eight. More information at vampyrempire.com. Happy Birthday Transylvania!

To help support the sim and keep it going strong another year, the following generous gothic content makers left under the giant black birthday cake Blood Donor Appreciation Day Gifts for financial (aka "blood") donors to the sim and party goers. Awesome!

Mia's Gems Store Claw jewelry set, Cord & Fang bracelets, Skull chain, plain earring & piercing
Sangre Noir (Noirran Marx) Gothic Fetish Clown, Checkered Pants, Baby Did A Bad Thing, #37
CoLLisions Silver Bullet Necklace ~ Trans 8th Gift
Sabbian Paine Carved Coffin, Gothic Fireplace, Red Rug, Gothic Grunge and Red & Noir skyboxes
Immortalis Leather Spikes Armring, Chocker Leather & Spikes
Infernal Alchemy Devil Bear (available in-store)
Silent Sanctuary _ss_ Deco Lounger - Scarlet
Weekend Salvage [WS] The Stacks Loft Skybox
Tinkers :t:. Petite Gothika Pavillion
House of Usher Torchwood Desk *Set (Full)

On the Mad Scientist:
Oufit: Contraption Attendant Echo (edited for male)(lucky board)(free)
Skin: Dimbula Rose :::DR::: Onryon skin (male) (Horror Night 2011) (77L)
Eyes:  Dimbula Rose :::DR::: YU-REI (male) (Horror Night 2012) (111L)
Tattoo: Death Row Designs DRD Brusied (Midnight Mania) (80L)
Hair: ::KU:: _Hair03_Shadow_A(SI&BI)_CM_m (Horror Night 2011)(free)

On his Lovely Assistant:
Boots: Vlad Blackburn Stella Thigh Boot White (29L)
Garter: Nekologic Morphine Leg Set (199L)
Outfit: Passion4Fashion Sexy Nurse Outfit White (10L)
Shirt and Choker: Envious Blood Nurse (110L)
Hair: Ayashi Sephiroth Fat pack (2,200L)

Location:
Thanks for your help, Fulli!