a call to Fun

Drama seems to be part of Second Life. As much as we hope to keep it from our doors, sooner or later it will come and pay its respects and refuse to take polite hints that it overstayed its welcome.

The matured lady or gentleman will recognize the oaf for what it is and accept with stoicism that little can be done except endure. There is always the hope that it suffocates in a cookie, so that it can be rushed off to hospital before it has the chance to recover.
The worst part is the aftermath. Either the cookie did it's patriotic duty, or a frustrated member of the household did something unspeakable and creative, or the unwanted guest got bored and left, but for a while one tends to crawl under the table when footsteps approach the door.

This , of course, will not do.
The guest is gone now, the blood cleaned away and the dog has stopped chasing its own tail and regained its old habit of chewing your leg. It is past.

All Drama is man made. All fun too.

Let's not forget that, besides the worries whether or not your curtsy isn't too shallow for an earl, we are supposed to have fun at it. So, after diligently discussing the finer points of etiquette, or roleplaying a courtesan's hapless suitor, it is good to have a moment and step away from it all. We wouldn't want you to start throwing the cutlery (in the correct order, granted) or chasing shops to find that eery suicide animation.

Ladies, gentlemen, we need to lighten up a bit, so the Pearl has decided to formally organize "Out Of Character" (OOC) events, where the roleplay is suspended for a while and you can mingle with the rest of the community without having to wonder whether the lengthy exhortations on the speeches of Ulysses Grant are roleplay or the clear sign of a deranged mind. You will know .

The first official OOC event wil be the beachparty, next wednesday. the ladies will flock to the group beach of the water sims we inhabit and for a few hours cease to be Victorian ladies. We will be waiting at the Pearl to sail you at its location (but you can always take the ortnithopter, of course ; course to Nags Head Surf Beach, Nags Head (210, 115, 25))
Take note that on Friday, I will hold a party to celebrate my rezzing day. That will be a roleplaying event and its location is a surprise. More on that will follow later

Love and the Pearl

While courtesans have similarities to the working girl when it comes to negotiable affections, there are differences as well. As I am the philosophical one amongst the Ladies of Club Pearl dear Reader, I will take the time to list some of them for you.

A courtesan that has accepted your money will do everything in her power to suit your needs. Where you want and in whatever way you want. While she may set a higher price for some activities and may require you to purchase some of the necessary "tools", basically it is “no holds barred”. Your pleasure comes first. The courtesan sets pride in her ability to please, and will be upset with her apparent failure to do so.

On the other hand, the rules of conduct in the case you wish to try to SEDUCE a courtesan are a veritable minefield. The basic rule here is that the courtesan is the Merciless Goddess of Love. She determines what you can and cannot do, and it is up to the aspiring suitor to discover what the do's and don'ts are with his capricious Lady of choice. Generally, however, it will be considered correct and polite to obey the following guidelines:
- Most ladies are eager to chat. On the other hand, keeping a Lady locked in conversation and thereby effectively blocking her chances to get a paid encounter is a surefire way to displease her.
- Any tactic to waive a requested payment, either by haggling, luring the Lady away from the reception lounge of Club Pearl, referring to an earlier geste or largesse of the lady as if it were a precedent, or any other way for that matter, will call down the wrath of the goddess. It is terribly bad form to lead a Lady up to the point where she sets aside her modesty to propose her price, and then to treat her like a cheap whore.
- If the Lady accepts you, directly or indirectly, as a suitor, she is merely granting you the chance to woo her. She did not give you a reservation or a guarantee for her affections. If she mentions money after a while, you either misunderstood her intentions, or you have yet to succeed as a suitor. Either way, accept your fate gracefully and redouble your efforts. Do not, under any circumstance, start to argue.
- Keep in mind that the Lady will expect her suitors to please her. You are trying to make her give away some of her free time to you, time she associates with fun. Make sure your time with her is Fun. If she sees you as an impediment to that fun ...
- Remember that many paying customers at Club Pearl act like suitors. The Lady is used to being treated well and with respect. She is also used to getting gifts or other tokens of their esteem. If you are basically a penniless suitor, keep in mind what the competition does and be creative in offering her interesting and alluring alternatives.
- Wooing one Lady into an unpaid encounter and then hiring another at full price will be considered extremely rude. Suitors do not cheat on their Ladies. If you are appealing to her feelings, you should respect those feelings.
- If you are trying to woo your Lady into a long term relationship, formally or not, you are truly in dangerous waters. No guidelines can be set, no advice given. You are on your own. In the worst case scenario, your attempts will be perceived as harassment.

All this can be summarized thusly: a courtesan is a capricious and jealous creature. She toys with her paying customers, and will most certainly do it with you. If you safely navigate her through the stormy seas of Seduction into the harbour of Gratification, you will not regret the efforts you made. If you are not prone to this game, however, a courtesan is not for you.

.... and a new Lady

give a hearty welcome to our newest, Lady Mirjam Bekkers. May her beauty, cloths and her... assets wash away the somewhat doubtful odour (of tabacco)

Ohh, I can feel my cheeks are blushing at the thought of you reading this letter of introduction*
Let me introduce myself. I am Mirjam (mirjamm Bekkers), a young widow of a unfortunate Lord who passed away after a business misfortune. Until recently I enjoyed luxurious circumstances, living with my husband in a large house with wealth and possessions, and lacking nothing that my heart might desire. After his funeral i had to sell everything to pay his debts and had to find a job. I'm happy to find a place like the Pearl where the high standards still exists
I hope to meet nice gentleman and ladies here to forget my sadness and bring happiness in our lives. I thank you for your time in reading my letter of introduction and look forward to seeing you soon. For now Godspeed and farewell, please go with my warmest and heartfelt wish for your safe return.

another...maid .. hm.

Well, Kington did turn out alright. I admit I was sceptical, but I was wrong. But my thumbs are pricking violently on this one. Disa Korobase. Several pieces of prercious porcelain went missing, the whisky and sherry bottles seemed remarkedly more vacant this morning and the cook went into hiding. No, don't tell me that is a coincidence.


Dear Sir and or Lady,
my name is Disa and I'm a maid here at the club. Now I didn't want to be no maid when I come 'ere, but Miss Hagar don't think I'm near posh enough to be a "lady" or what she calls a "courtesan" so I's got to be a maid for a bit. No matter, I've been a maid before so I suppose I can do it again.
Now, I'm supposed to tell a bit about me and how I come here so here goes. I guess I ain't nearly so fancy as some of the ladies here. Ain't been brought up as hoitty toitty as some what's here but then I ain't come down like some have neither. Me mum was dead by the time I was 3 and I never knew my pa. I was raised by my "auntie", damn her soul, and enough ink wasted on her. I was placed in service when I was 7 year old, peeling spuds and general kitchen work for Mrs O'Casey, the only woman what done me a good turn. She was a kindly woman, cepting when she was drunk, and she made sure I learned to read, write and cipher some. At 13 I became a House Maid with Lord and Lady Ipswich and had hope of continuing in service and becoming a ladies maid or head housekeeper. Faint hope that! Christmas last, Boxing day to be exacte, young Lord Ipswich cornered me in the library, randy bugger! Well I can't say I was too unwilling and it was fun, but after a few months of the two of us dipping the wick as it were, ole Lady Ipswich caught wind of what her darling boy was about and that put paid to that. He was sent off packing to the colonies and I was sent packing.
Well, finding myself out on the street, and rather having enjoyed playing patty-cake with the young Lord, I thought the sportin life might provide a bit of fun and a way to make a living in this world, which is how I ended up here. Now, I may be a maid here for now but that don't mean I don't like a bit of fun now and then. Just remember Ladies and Gents;

When this girl kisses

She kisses so sweet,

She makes things stand

That have no feet.

Now don't be forgettin, even a maid needs to eat, so, making things stand will cost the standard fee and I won't be imitating no children so get that out of your horrid dirty mind.

Midsummer Eve at the Pearl

Hello Everyone,

This is my first post to this publication, wish me luck. I wonder what my good friend H. G. Wells would say about this modern marvel? Undoubtely he would claim he invented it.

On Friday June 20th, Pearl will celebrate the Summer Solstice. As befits that day we will open the gates to Faerie, and invite all the magical creatures from that realm to visit us. Elves, Fairies, Pixies, Nymphs and Satyrs will all be welcome. Especially the Satyrs. :-)

In order to make them feel at home, we are suspending our normal dress regulations. I encourage everyone to put one their most magical costumes for this special day.

While the entire day will be Faerie Friendly, we will be having a Solstice Ball from 2:00 pm SLT until 4:00 pm SLT. Please come and dance with your favorite Nymph, Devil or Pixie. Perhaps even let her lure you away to some special realm. But remember, Mortal who visit the Realm of Faerie often come back quite changed and unrecognizable to their friends.

Reviews Of The Restless Lady (2)

Chapter #2 : Pearl Activities

Most of our visitors have completely wrong Ideas about "The Pearl". Somehow they think that our lovely Club is just about one thing, THAT and nothing else.

Dear Reader, can you imagine what it means to us that from early in the morning until late in the night, many Gents come to see us, with only one obsession? You know what I mean?
Yes, Tea! White Tea, Green Tea, Oolong Tea, Black and Herbal teas and Tea Spas. All day long.
It is Exhausting!

But now, time has come to clarify things. Here in Pearl, you will find much more than just some Tea and lovely Ladies to enjoy it with. The Pearl has a lot to offer. We have indeed a large spectrum of terrific activities; let me introduce you to the most popular ones.

1. "Pearl's Poetic People Squad"

Comedy, History, Tragedy, Poetry. Everything goes, as long as it can be used against the author.


Requirements:
Eloquence, Sense of Sarcasm, Basics "Double entendre"
Meeting Point: Garden
Contact: Lord P

2. "Adepts of Apple Assault"
(Sub-organization of Newton's Knights)

They brave the laws of gravity, Dryads of the Future reunited!

Requirements:
Climbing Skills, Accuracy: Apples provided
Meeting Point: Oaktree
Contact: Lord S


3. "Kings of Canes"

A male Ballet preparing to prepare their new Musical "Canatopia".
The Premiere is announced for ... well, before WW-I we hope. After the Repetition they offer also an anonymous Support Group for any kind of Cane issues, whether technical or esthetical.

Requirements:
Own a Cane of "Gaslights Emporium", some Attitude, have the Rhythm in your Blood and the Devil in your hips.
Meeting Point: Gent's Room
Contact: Sir P (he knows best which cane NOT to buy)

4. "Notorious Nautics"

It might snow, it may rain, nothing can withhold them to jump in and get the feet off the ground (...)

Requirements:
Bring a Towel, Boats are provided
Meeting Point: On the Docks
Contact: Lady A






5. "Veni Vedi Visa"
(aka Pearl's "Fashion-police" or "Inventory Invaders")

You have a question, you need advice or even a complete makeover? Consult us!

Requirements:
Constructive Criticism, Provide a prove that you own at least 65 pairs of shoes, 38 wigs, 327 Gowns/Tuxedos & 15 Hats. Also you will have to be able to name the Mainstore-Location for 5 random Brands.
Meeting Point:
Lady's Room
Contact: Lady B



6. "Passive Progressives"

The brightest under the most gifted in Pearl, but they will never tell you. Brave the laws of nature and technic, there are no problems, only solutions!

Requirements:
High-Speed Connections, Provide EEG
Meeting Point: Parlour (upst.)
Contact: Lady H



7. "Fellows of the Filthy Fountain"
Anonymous fellowship of men and women who share their experience, strength and hope with each other that they may solve their common problem and help others to recover. FFF is not allied with any sect, denomination, politics, organization or institution; does not wish to engage in any controversy, neither endorses nor opposes any causes. Their primary purpose is to help themselves and help others to achieve healing.

Requirements: Be obsessed
Meeting Point: *Top Secret* - See Contact: Sir *coughs*

8. "Frenetic Framers"
Everyone knows them, those people who spend hours with their frames, always complaining & permanently updating the content but as soon as they "reload", they consider it already outdated.

Requirements:
Own a Frame, Be Nimble, Advanced Drag'n Drop Level
Meeting Point: Hallway
Contact: Lord A

9. "Pandora's FanClub"

Flapping Feathers, hidden smiles, whispered secrets ... nothing remains unspoken behind this exquisite asseccory

Requirements: Own a Fan made out of digestable material, no speed limitation (less than 70bpm will not be accepted)
Meeting Point: Bench
Contact: Ladly L


Dear Reader, now THIS is the true spirit of Pearl ... people that enjoy themselves, each in his very own way. Your Group is missing? Please contact me asap to be registered and added to the Listing.

And of course, if none of these activities seems of any interest to you, you are always welcome to get some Tea for two or three or even four. Milk and Sugar provided.


Be shiny, be bright, be PEARL!

To be continued ... says Lady Luna and curtsies awkwardly

the Pearl Regata : the Dunking Ladies

We didn't reach the preset goal of 8 sails, I'm afraid. Only 3 ships in the running, but that still makes a contest, so we mustn't complain. It is only the first edition of the Regatta, after all.
By sheer good fortune the 3 captains managed to coax the Lady of their hearts into their boats, ensuring themselves of furious and determined support.

The start was a bit chaotic. I attempted to explain the use of beeper and beackon, but gave up when gents and ladies alike packed at the docks and ships were zipping back and forth, crashing into each other and the big sailer at the other side of the harbour. Lady S even took seat in Lord S's boat, earning her a stern reproval of me (I must admit I might have used less profane expressions) .
Lady Bella, by rearranging parts of her wonderful bathing suit, managed to attract the attention of the gents and subsequently got them arrayed at the starting line. Spirits were high, even to the edge of propriety, as the green balls that served as beepers were thrown to the passengers of the other boats.
At the start signal, the boats jumped forward. Lord S immediately made good way, followed closely by Lord J. Both passed checkpoints 2 and 3 without trouble, but after that Lord J's boat capsized, losing first his Lady and then the vessel in the process. Both him and his lady were fished up and brought to the Pearl to recover with a few gallons of tea. Lord E's barge at that point was nowhere to be seen, causing much reflection on the doings of its crew.
No longer pursued by Lord J, Lord S's vessel proceeded to checkpoint 4, losing a few minutes in the labyrinthine sea passages of Emerald Isle, but making good headway to the Pearl docks. Starting its second lap still uncontested (as no other barge had made it to checkpoint 4) , Lord S met up with Lord E near checkpoint 2, at which point it's female crew member decided to get back her own for words spoken earlier. She yelled fiery encouragements at her gentleman , who blasted the vessel forward and lo and behold, the two sails were contesting each others right to move first. The ladies cheerfully pelted beepers at each other, causing grunts and outcries of pain to accompany the hiss of the keels cutting surf.
Finally, a well aimed beeper hit me on the head and I tumbled backwards into the water near checkpoint 3. After circling around a few times to see whether I was doing well , my loud exclamations after I surfaced (involving some descriptives about the gender of Lady Fortuna) reassured them and they jumped forward on their course.

Lord S recovered me, and after drying up a bit with towels we found in the vessel, we decided to continue. Lord E was still a lap behind when he took off, so even while we had lost some of the advantage, we felt we owed it to ourselves to finish. Racing ahead, we reached checkpoint 4 and finally made it back to the docks, where we were hailed as the winners.
It appeared that Lord E's vessel had sunk and that its crew was swimming the rest of the course.
They took quite a while in doing so, but I guess , knowing Lady S's determination, they both swam the first and the second lap.






















text by Lady Hagar , pictures by Lady Luna