Test Shot with Gun Pose

While working on ideas for a spy machinima, I did this test shot with a gun pose.

Target Practice with Ordinal Malaprop's .45 Shansi

Target Practice using the .45 Shansi at Connolly Aerodrome in Caledon Penzance....

Blast From The Past - Part 2: Reflections on One Year in SL

Here are a few very early "Girls with Guns" photographs from the past year in Second Life. These 3 are from March 2007, if I recall correctly...

Target Practice at Connolly Aerodrome

A "Girls with Guns" - Royal Caledon Air Force combo!



Avatara has a few minutes of target practice with Ordinal Malaprop's Shansi .45

Aviatrix Zoe Connolly :: Girls with Guns on Planes

Girls with Guns :: The Steampunk Version Part 3

Girls with Guns :: The Battlestar Galactica version

In my BSG Colonial officer uniform posing on the second floor gun range at my lighthouse in Caledon Regency.

Girls with Guns :: The Steampunk Version Part 2

I have lived in the Victorian Steampunk world for some time now. First in New Babbage, and most recently in Antiquity and Caledon. I've grown a deep affection for my homelands and the citizenry.

So it was with deep sadness I read of the recent trouble Caledon was experiencing with Vulgaria.

Vulgaria...the very name tastes sour as I say it aloud in my study.

Previously, I had been in contact with Eladrienne Laval on the subject of creating a League of like-minded Victorian Ladies who would be ready at a moments notice to protect our lands using various covert surveillance and actions.

After hearing the news out of Loch Avie, I went forward with founding this unique group ahead of projected timetables and as yet I am short staffed. I shall require several undaunted ladies who do not shy from the use of weapons or in service to Caledon, Antiquity, and New Babbage.

I present....The Steampunk Ladies Spy League (SLSL) in service to the Victorian Steampunk regions. As Spy Mistress of this organization I offer the services of The SLSL to Caledon in this hour of need.

Ladies....I implore you....there can be no substitute for a Caledon victory over Vulgaria.

Romantic Dinners and Gun Targets

I've been making slight adjustments to poses on two tables at the Lighthouse. One is a romantic table for two, the other may be used by 6 avatars. (Thinks of dinner date with Tiana)

I'm hearing good feedback regarding my temporary gun target range on the second floor and have added a few more targets including 2 dummies (Thanks to Wrath's return from vacation)

SLimerick 4 :: In two-parts

Whilst walking in Caledon Eyre,
A scoundrel approached with a dare,
He said, "lift up your blouse,
Or I'll throw you this mouse!"
In response I shot back with a stare,

I said, "Why do you treat me like that?
We've nary had time for a chat."
As a good girlwithguns,
I rezzed several fine ones,
And he scurried forgetting his hat.

Looking for Mr. Good Cylon

I was on long distance patrol, looking for the next possible place where Galactica and the Colonial Fleet could jump-to in case of a Cylon attack. Unfortunate for the Cylon Raiders I found.

Heh! They started at my "six" but not for long...

I took out three before my Vipor frakked-up from all the frakking Toaster hits.

I managed a less-than-stellar crash-landing in Babbage Canals. The locals seem peaceful enough and quite enterprising. I may be able to swing a deal with a few residents for badly-needed Galactica supplies.

Here's the frakked-up part. I'm sure I saw one of the Raiders I caused to go "tits-up" crash around here somewhere. As soon as I mop-up I'm getting a tall drink.

Dispatches from Tombstone

Neko Girls with Guns - Part 3

More policy-violating images from yours truly

Neko Girls with Guns - Part 2

Coming Soon....

The Perilous Adventures of Alotta Firepower, Inworld Spy Mistress

Neko Girls with Guns - Part 1

After I had everything set up for my blogger party Sunday night, I had some time to kill before my first guests arrived, so I rezzed my gun pose stand and went to work. Here are the first results of my photo set.

SL Mission Impossible....Part 1

I knew I was pressing my luck. I haven't been an active field operative in quite some time now. I was wandering, exploring as I usually do while most decent avatars in my North American time zones are fast asleep. In the quiet stillness my "company" phone began to ring. It hadn't rung in so long I forgot the special ringtone.

It quickly dawned on me - a flood of past images, missions, assassinations, close friends lost in battle or undocumented covert ops, other "friends" exposed as moles.

*sighs* I knew my carefree days were over. "Frak."



"Reactivation," I cursed loudly though no one could hear me within 96 meters.



I reported to divisional headquarters, though I knew the chief wasn't in. My incoming call was an automated message and they know my habits and schedules far too well. Were they watching me now?

The Chief was another "decent" avatar who was fast asleep while I looked for something, anything, aimless trouble, to keep me amused. Perhaps I needed a little focus? No not *this* way. I had to find a way out of this.

But as I sat in the conference chair, back in familiar territory, my curiosity got the better of me. I had to know what was going on and why the Chief felt he needed me again. Frankly, I was itching for action and a good fight.

I shook off my thoughts, took a deep breath, and triggered the identification scan.

After the laptop booted, a video file from the desktop opened and began to load. In a minute I would see my boss again. I had butterflies in my stomach. We had a long and sordid past, but mostly a professional one. We kept each others secrets, from our families and the citizens we protect.

I'll admit it was good seeing his face again and I caught myself grinning.

The audio file was slightly out of sync with the video due to the SL lag, but a few seconds later, his familiar voice filled my eager ears.

"Good Morning, Ms. Connolly..."

My eyes welled with tears.

>>>>To be continued<<<<