"That was horrible timing," says Jon. "They didn't believe" that he wasn't having illicit fur-piles, he adds, "and they still don't."
Outside that room, a small crowd had gathered around Adam, a 19-year-old Art Institute of Seattle student whose "fursona," Blaze, memorializes a family dog that died of lymphoma. Adam was showing off his sketchbook of conceptual art, which included a centaur/saber-toothed tiger hybrid and a ferocious-looking warrior practicing the exotic fighting art of eskrima. "You use yourself as a deadly weapon—your own force to get someone to, you know, submit, leave you alone," Adam says.
<MattKat-> What's the point of second life? (www.secondlife.com)<karma> it's for people who can't handle their first one.