I have been a lil delinquent on recording SL exploration so I’m gonna cover two adventures in one shot here. As I said in the beginning, I am taking this ethnography as an opportunity to explore what I believe to be the majority drivers of SL- sexual fantasy and money. I stuck love in the title as either (1) the illusion of camaraderie that allows these two to operate in the open without much questioning or (2) maybe flip that: money/sex are affected tools of participants to connect in a new space. Not sure I will be able to answer these concerns but let’s give concerted effort.
First time out was more observational- I went to a number of the “XXX” clubs. There are plenty of these- they seem to have divisions between “types” of sex and language. The common strain between them all is that they are all very popular. Packed. The first thing one notices- as the surroundings are loading- is that you bombarded with requests to join the site’s group as well as a ton of advertisements for XXX related activity. As the space becomes clear, there are ads all over the walls. And most likely when it fully loads, you are standing in front of, behind, or on top of avatars that are sexual engaged. My computer is slow so it usually looks like the avatar is thrusting into empty space for 5 seconds- reflective.
As you walk around there are people “fucking” everywhere. Also, others are just walking around with attached genitalia protruding over pants and skirts- or clothes-less. It’s all pretty hilarious. What is particularly striking though is that a number of people watch others. A virtual exhibition/voyeur fest. After speaking to a couple people who were very short with me, I decided to limit this trip to observation. Talking seemed not to be a priority.
So for my next sojourn, I decided to go to a “regular” dance club. I’m a lil suspect of people going to dance virtually- honestly, what’s the draw? Unless… Something else is up. Well in my experience, yes. Almost immediately as I entered the space I was approached by an Asian looking avatar in hot pants and a tube top. She made fun of me for only using standard issue SL clothes. (Before we go on- I say “she” as the avatar was female but being the skeptic that I am about virtual worlds I tend to believe that behind every avatar must be a fat, sweaty Texan sitting in the darkness of his basement.) I asked her to show something cool cause I am a novice. She said I should come her house and she would set me up with some clothes. We teleported there. It was a really nice modern styled apartment. She claimed to be sitting in Bangkok and working on her English through SL. All of our conversations took place via text.
(to be continued)