|I piloted The Nightingale over dangerous air currents, note lava heading to the Sea, Cavorite in green|
"This is Guvnah Desmond Shang- Wellsian is on fire, a volcano has appeared in Wellsian, take precautions!"
How often I have wished to hear his voice call me , dreaming of opulent dances at the Great Court House in Victoria City, floating to the floor on his arm,,,
...But I am just a doll. He is the Guvnah of the largest, most successful, inspired and intellectual , and wealthy land in this Second Life, He is Victorian culture personified, all rigor and vigor and refined, and my shoppe, well, I digress.
I alerted the Royal Caledon Air Force and pressed the steam skyroof button, rolling back the dancefloor / roof and raising the landing pad. Wiping off cobwebs took a few moments, for I am rather terrified of spiders, but by the time I had my uniform on, the Nightingale was ready for flight.
|Solace, Erewhon, Callidus and Glorf, as I land on mountains nearby|
|Erewhon, Glorf, me and Solace watch the horror|
|Glorf's complexion, and smell, quite different than normal- Cavorite Poisoning? Or something diabolical?|
|The Nightingale, RCAF's mobile hospital platform|
|Solace, Erewhon, and myself, versus the mystery illness of Glorf Bulmer!|
Once in place, I realized the gas given was actually Truth Gas!
"Glorf, What is the secret reason behind the volcano and Cavorite rising from the ground?" I asked and we were all shocked as
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Once they left, and we signed the sworn affidavits, I cleaned up the mess in the hospital, put away the Nightingale, and managed to make it in time for Britney's hypno trance. Poor girl thinks she is a vampire, and I am hopeful through hypnosis and dental work we can cure her delusions.