It started on Mars. To be specific, the Mars server in Active Worlds. At ground zero, to the soundtrack of a midi-file by some Danish dude who was inspired by Arthur C. Clarke's "Rama", I encountered a fellow tourist by the name of SSE. We instantly felt a certain kinship... being less privileged users, stuck using the drab tourist avatar, and unable to build permanent structures. He was looking for someone to help him build an elevator. It happened that I knew how to do just that, so I traveled to the location where he was attempting to build an elevator in order to travel between the two floors of an enormous, wide building he had constructed, consisting of nothing but two enormous empty floors. As I recall, it never developed beyond that.
It soon became apparent that we were both fans of the game Jedi Knight, and began having games of that together. He directed me to Massassi in order to acquire levels and mods. Time passed, and we fell out of touch.
Some time later, I curiously checked out the forums on Massassi for whatever reason, and recognised his nickname (at this point it was Correction), seeing that he was still a regular poster. I lurked the forums for some time, acquainting myself with the populace and plotting how to gain Dormouse's favour.
After a few strategic posts, I arranged in secret to happen upon Dormouse just outside Shallam's gate in order to introduce myself. Side by side, we took pleasure in slaughter at Minia, then enjoyed the spoils of our plunder within a hollowed-out tree in the forests of Aalen. We talked of many things, philosophical and cultural, and eventually came to understand the great works we were destined to bring forth.
We formed the Teapot. At first a little more than a secretive fraternity consisting of Dormouse, me, and Ford, it grew in membership and in influence. Members of Massassi's administration counted among the Teapot society, and we began to take on the role of a shadow government. We were less a secret order than a secret chaos, however--our influence was not in enforcing our whims, but allowing them to flourish under turned cheeks. We sought ways to spread our gay liberal feminist agenda, such as by employing the rhetoric skills of Mort-Hog, whom we brought over from the neighbouring Monkey Island community.
At its peak, the Teapot was more active and populous even than #massassi. People were attracted to its bohemian lifestyle and lack of strict moderation. It was a place where people could speak their mind freely. The spirit of the Teapot had gained an inexorable momentum and was destined to change Massassi forever.
Then, Dormouse retired from the Teapot, never to return, in an act of zenlike wisdom: The Teapot was no longer necessary. On the surface, it seemed to disperse and fade into obscurity. But the truth is much less banal, and more Borgesian. Massassi has become the Teapot.
Long live Teapot! Long live gay liberal feminist Massassi!
It soon became apparent that we were both fans of the game Jedi Knight, and began having games of that together. He directed me to Massassi in order to acquire levels and mods. Time passed, and we fell out of touch.
Some time later, I curiously checked out the forums on Massassi for whatever reason, and recognised his nickname (at this point it was Correction), seeing that he was still a regular poster. I lurked the forums for some time, acquainting myself with the populace and plotting how to gain Dormouse's favour.
After a few strategic posts, I arranged in secret to happen upon Dormouse just outside Shallam's gate in order to introduce myself. Side by side, we took pleasure in slaughter at Minia, then enjoyed the spoils of our plunder within a hollowed-out tree in the forests of Aalen. We talked of many things, philosophical and cultural, and eventually came to understand the great works we were destined to bring forth.
We formed the Teapot. At first a little more than a secretive fraternity consisting of Dormouse, me, and Ford, it grew in membership and in influence. Members of Massassi's administration counted among the Teapot society, and we began to take on the role of a shadow government. We were less a secret order than a secret chaos, however--our influence was not in enforcing our whims, but allowing them to flourish under turned cheeks. We sought ways to spread our gay liberal feminist agenda, such as by employing the rhetoric skills of Mort-Hog, whom we brought over from the neighbouring Monkey Island community.
At its peak, the Teapot was more active and populous even than #massassi. People were attracted to its bohemian lifestyle and lack of strict moderation. It was a place where people could speak their mind freely. The spirit of the Teapot had gained an inexorable momentum and was destined to change Massassi forever.
Then, Dormouse retired from the Teapot, never to return, in an act of zenlike wisdom: The Teapot was no longer necessary. On the surface, it seemed to disperse and fade into obscurity. But the truth is much less banal, and more Borgesian. Massassi has become the Teapot.
Long live Teapot! Long live gay liberal feminist Massassi!
I'm just a little boy.