The Bot Zone

Technorati: Hamlet, SecondLife, Second Life, refuge, Second Life News, Planet Michael, SL, Hamlet Au

The other night I was feeling a little gloomy whilst pondering over the new Second Life customer support options I’m going to be faced with very soon and so I just sat down at the table and placed my order. I was starving and sometimes a night out on the town with a delicious snack in my belly usually calms my nerves.

Thirty minutes or so had passed and I was just enjoying my usual meal of steak, waffles, french fries, and of course, scotch. Black#1 Extended Cut by Type O Negative was playing on the jukebox and I was humming it out loud to myself when I look up and notice to my surprise, just 15 feet away, the notorious and world-renowned Blue Mars embedded reporter, Hamlet Au, walks in as if he owns the place.

What the hell is he doing here on Planet Michael I think to myself. Then I remember the headlines from a few months back. Seems Hamlet went crazy and was needing a place to stay low while all the excitement died down. He was still sought for questioning due to an episode that transpired in a seedy nightclub in Second Life. He had since escaped to Blue Mars, and now he was here, on Planet Michael.

I couldn’t remember all the details of what Hamlet had done, but if one wanted to get away from the mainstream media, law enforcement, etc., what better place to hold up than at the Steakhouse on Planet Michael. It’s very secluded and extradition is out of the question, mainly because it’s so difficult to enforce between virtual worlds. Also, Planet Michael is out of the way, not on the beaten path, making extradition that much more difficult. I really wanted to find out exactly what Hamlet was up to but just then my cell phone rings and it’s a client. Some bots were seen back in Second Life and I have to get back there to check it out. Could be the mother load. Only time will tell. Time that only Bill Paxton can predict.