The great American Mascot Roundtable: An Exclusive Fourth of July Intervention- Lanai Jarrico reporting

Every year, humans drag out the same red, white, and blue clichés like they’re on a lifetime contract. So for this Fourth of July, I decided to go straight to the source in Second Life and host a roundtable with the holiday’s most awkward and overworked mascots: Uncle Sam (burned out patriot), the Liberty Bell named Karen (crackpot drama queen, literally), Steve; a Revolutionary War reenactor turned influencer, a sentient hot dog named Frank with strong feelings about condiments, and “Sparky,” a professional firework who is, unfortunately, afraid of heights. I expected inspiration and heartfelt patriotism. What I got instead was group therapy with snacks.

Lanai: Thank you all for being here today. Let’s start simple: how are you feeling about this year’s Fourth of July?

Uncle Sam: Tired. I have been pointing at people in that same recruiting pose since 1917, and all anyone does now is turn me into a meme. At this point, I don’t want YOU—I want a chair and a nap.

Lanai: Fair enough.  Liberty Bell, how about you?

Liberty Bell Karen: I was literally cracked by overwork and bad planning, so I am basically the original American infrastructure story. People come to see me, take a selfie, and then ask, “So… why don’t you ring?” Like I am not in my 200s with chronic metal fatigue and boundary issues. I want to speak to a Manager!

Lanai: Sorry to hear that. And you, sir, our Revolutionary War reenactor influencer?

Reenactor: My name is Steve: Please, it’s “Historically Accurate Content Creator.” I used to reload a musket three times a day in a field for ten people and a bored golden retriever. Now I do it on stream and argue with teenagers about the correct sock length in 1776. Progress, I guess.

Lanai: Sock length? Anyway… Frank the Hot Dog, you look… stressed. Ketchup problem again?

Frank the Hot Dog: It is always a ketchup problem. I am a proud grilled icon, and every year, some uncle in cargo shorts drowns me like I’m a crime scene. Mustard, onions, maybe relish. Don’t get me started on the Secret sauce….Let me just say, ketchup is for fries, and I will die on this bun if I get loaded with anything else.

Lanai: I feel your pain, Frank. So,  Sparky, be honest: are you excited for the big finale?

Sparky (Firework): Define “excited.” In a few days, a stranger in a tank top is going to light my butt on fire, launch me into the sky, and hope I don’t land on a 2003 Honda Civic. I was not consulted on this career path. I wanted to be a sparkler. Sparklers just vibe.

Lanai: Thank you all for the soft introduction. I have a few questions and would like your insight on the 4th of July and what you'd like to tell our readers. Let's start with you Uncle Sam.

Uncle Sam:  You see a parade; I see a nationwide group project with no coordinator and six different playlists blaring at once. By the time I hit Main Street, I’ve already survived three budget meetings, fifteen arguments about whether sparklers are “real fireworks” and at least one guy yelling that freedom means he can double park in a fire lane.  The holiday feels like being an exhausted dad at a birthday party who still makes sure every kid gets a balloon. I’m proud, I’m loud, and secretly counting the minutes until I can take this stupid hat off and eat a burger in peace.

Sparky (Firework): *side eyes Uncle Sam and ,mumbles*; you are the fake one around here… Anyway.  Honestly, the 4th of July feels like my performance review and my funeral scheduled for the same night.  I spend eleven months in a cardboard box next to a faded “Buy one get one free” sign, listening to kids mispronounce the stupid names given to all the various fireworks that do the same shit. And then suddenly everyone’s chanting for me to light up the sky on command. Half of you are thrilled. The other half are plugging their ears and tending to their animals with loud noise anxiety. I’m just hoping I don’t fizzle out in front of the many flashing cameras. It’s a lot of pressure for a firework. One bad launch and I end up being a YouTube cautionary tale. Gosh, I can stand wannabe influencers and Youtube shorts directors…

Reenactor: My name is Steve: This day is like content Christmas for me! I wake up at 4 am, lace myself into seventeen inaccurate historical layers, and spend the whole day running around on iced coffee and a selfie stick.  Half the crowd thinks I actually knew Washington, and the other half saw my “Did founders have Riz” series on Reels. By the time the fireworks start, my wig glue is coming undone, and the soles of my boots have worn down to my bare feet. Some peeps like to hate on us influencers but most of you wouldn’t be famous if it wasn’t for documentors like me! *side eyes Sparky*

Frank the Hot Dog: *shakes his head* Fame chasers are all alike… For me, the 4th of July is the one day a year when peeps admit I’m the main character.  All winter, I’m just mystery meat in aisle 7, and then suddenly I’m the star of every cookout, pressed onto a grill by a guy who swears he is a grill master because he owns tongs and a cheesy apron with abs.  It’s loud, it’s smoky, and I’m just trying not to roll off a paper plate into the grass and be carried off by an annoying chihuahua. Is that glamorous? No. But when the buns are toasted, and mustard hits just right, it’s the closest this country gets to a love letter to the mouth. Bananas got nothing on me!

Liberty Bell Karen: *stares awkwardly but interested at Frank* From where I sit, this holiday feels like an annual performance of nobody’s greatest hits with spectators staring at me wanting to hit me with a hammer to see if I still ring. The last time that happened, I was left bruised and wanting to just crumble to the ground. *busts out ugly crying*

Lanai: Aww, Karen,  I’m sure you’ll find somebody who really rings your bell, and your outlook will be much better. As for the rest of you, I hope you all get to enjoy the holiday in your own special way, just please, no fighting with each other. This day is for you all to come together to recreate the spirit of Independence Day.

 So, there you have it readers, a bell that wants to be loved not heard, a sparkler having an emotional crisis and major height anxiety, a hot dog pretending to be the big dog of all BBQs, a failing reenactor influencer in a dollar store soldier costume and finally good ol’ Uncle Sam, who wants peeps to stop confusing freedom with leaving firework aftermath scattered everywhere and lawn chairs in the street for days.

To all, may your grills be hot, hamburgers cooked through, your fireworks stay in the sky, you have all your fingers by the end of the night, and your relatives and friends only argue about whose potato salad was a hate crime.

Happy 4th of July, everyone. 

Xoxo Lanai

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DISCLOSURE DAY- INTERVIEW WITH AN ALIEN- Lanai Jarrico reporting…

I’ve come across many Avatars in my day as a reporter here in Second Life, but I have to say, this particular being set the bar high for special guests like Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and even that flirtatious Cupid, whom I've had the opportunity to interview on a few occasions. It happened very unexpectedly and caught me a bit off guard as I was making my rounds at the SL Enquirer Media Center. I noticed the air was thick with the scent of ozone and something ancient, a metallic tang that clung to the back of my throat. I stood across from a being that defied every law of virtual biology I knew. They called him Enox. He didn't breathe, yet the center vibrated with a low-frequency hum that seemed to emanate from his translucent grey skin. As I secretly clicked my recorder on, the flickering lights near the stage area dimmed and turned off, leaving us in an awkward silence stare. This was the moment humanity had been both craving and dreading: the first recorded words from beyond our stars. I slowly walked closer and introduced myself.

Interview with Enox

Lanai: Hi…. Welcome to SLE. How can I help you?

Enox: Lanai, just the Avatar I was looking for. I was sent here on a mission from the Zeta Reticuli star system.

Lanai: Where’s that?  You came here specifically to speak to me? OMG, what did I do? Are you here to abduct me??

Enox: This star system is located in the southern constellation of Reticulum, and no, I’m not here to abduct you again. Last time we tried that, you woke up in the middle of the experiments and caused a whole scene, destroying our equipment and using language that offended us. We had to knock you back out and put you back in your bed. You are flagged as a feisty, foul-mouthed abductee not suitable for our breeding program. We cannot have another one of you cloned for the safety of mankind, but you are still very much a person of interest to us.  

Lanai: o.O… I should be offended! You snatched me out of my bed, and I can’t even remember what happened! I’ll have you know I make beautiful children. Pfft.

Enox: You humans are still strange and feral. We are trying to figure out if you humans are ready before we fully disclose the truth about the Universe and all the life forms in it.  We tried that thousands of years ago when we came here to mine for gold and constructed the Pyramids. At that time, humans were at least willing to work with us until they began carving graffiti all over the place, depicting images of us and our spacecraft. We are a shy culture and wish to stay out of the way and let you all thrive on your own. Sadly, you all are causing so much commotion on this planet that it might be time to intervene. In particular the use of social media. The type of TikTok videos you species make is utterly ridiculous. Whoever invented twerking should be ashamed of themselves. Anyway, You are the CEO of The SL Enquirer. Who better than you to deliver our message to the masses?

Lanai: “blinks” OK. Well, you caught me off guard. If I had known you were coming, I would have prepared a proper interview. I have so many questions, but I don’t even know where to start. Do you have a name?

Enox: My name is Enox.

Lanai: That’s a start. Nice to meet you… again apparently. Why did you pick today to come?

Enox: Well, the World Cup is happening, and apparently, an abductee went and told someone we were preparing to do a mass abduction in Miami.

Lanai: Yeah, I heard about that on TikTok, but you can’t believe everything you read on the internet. So, is it true?

Enox: If I disclosed that information, it would ruin the element of surprise. You will just have to wait and see. Right now, I can only tell you that we are real and have been watching from afar. We are still trying to understand why the Kardashians are famous, what Elon is planning to do with his Trillions, and what animal Spam is actually made of. There are so many things we are still trying to figure out. 

Lanai: There are things I’m trying to figure out, too. Like, what's up with random cow mutilations, crop circles, and those Nasca lines? Can you at least tell me if Bigfoot is real or why it is illegal to speak to dolphins?

Enox: Sighs…The crop circles and Nasca Lines are just art and road maps for us. They only got discovered when airplanes were invented and became visible from the sky.  I hate to break it to you about Bigfoot. Yes, they are real, but smart enough to stay away from populated areas. They don’t want to catch all the diseases and drama your species is riddled with. Also, don’t try speaking to dolphins; they know way too much, and they like to kidnap people to help build their underwater cities in the Gulf of Mexico.

Lanai: I get it.  That’s some weird shit. So, what exactly do you want me to share with the masses since you seem to be very vague with your information?

Enox: Honestly, I just wanted to meet you. Are you seeing someone?

Lanai: What!?! Are you kidding me?

Enox: Of course, I’m kidding. I will disclose that this planet is actually a simulator. Second Life is the closest replica of what all of you are experiencing in the “real world”. AI is actually disclosure, and the more tech intervenes, the more desensitized you will become to the world around you. Once everyone is acclimated to the new normal, we will be back to reclaim this planet and reset it again. Are you ready?

Lanai: That kinda sounds freakishly believable…Should I pack a bag and come with you now?

Enox let out a sound like static, a dry laugh that vibrated in my chest. "Keep your bags packed, Lanai. But don’t worry about coming with me—not yet. For now, just keep reporting on the madness. We’ll be watching to see if you can tell the difference between the code and the truth." 

With that, the metallic scent of ozone spiked, the lights flickered violently, and in a blink, he was gone. I was left standing alone in the silent Media Center, staring at the empty spot where an alien had just casually explained the end of the world, wondering if I should write this up or if my system was just glitching again.

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TIME. WHAT DOES IT REALLY MEAN?- Lanai Jarrico

 

                                                       

                                                           

As a child, time has no real meaning. There are no deadlines or worries. You are supposed to be a kid. Explore and learn is what you are meant to do. As a teenager, time still has little value as days are spent without the boundaries of your immediate space and living for the moment without thinking of consequences. In early adulthood, you begin to realize that time has value and start thinking about your past experiences that have shaped you to this point. In your mid-20s, you think you may have life figured out, but you still have much to learn. 30’s you see yourself thinking about the future. Maybe by this time you are a parent, married… watching your parents get older and reminiscing about easier days when life didn’t have as much responsibility. 40’s you begin to look back at your youth and realize you’ve made choices that put you on a harsher path than if you had taken a different route. If by this age, you are content and happy, that is a good thing, but it doesn’t mean you have dodged curveballs that could throw your life into a spiral and leave you to rebuild, choose a different path, or remain stagnant and stuck in a life you really didn’t see yourself in.

Time. It is the only thing in this world you cannot get back, nor can you buy it back with any amount of money.  Foolish people seek the mythical fountain of youth by way of vanity, but forget that inside you are moving closer to death. That is the only certainty in life.  It may seem morbid or dark to spill the words on a page as time passes by, but it’s truth at it’s finest. We may want to wait for the right time for tough discussions, changes, doing better for ourselves, but it all comes right back to the same thing…. Time.

How much of it do we really have? Have we made peace with ourselves yet? Apologized to those we have wronged. Made amends with our past. Is are heart in the right place? Lots to consider as the clock continues the pass like sand slowly pouring in an hourglass.

Tick tock… tick tock… shall we watch and wait until the last grain of sand drops?

Now is the time to reassess our lives. Don't wait until the last minute to find that new job, set goals for yourself, or even open your heart and let love in once again.

We all carry our emotions differently, but we are all on the same path of the unknown. Let's not wait until it is too late to live. Find true love or just be happy deep within our souls.

That is the true meaning of life. Our journey is a test with no grade. Who is the judge of our greatest self?  Is it our religion? Lack of belief? The opinions of others or the silence of those who watch from a distance to see if we fail.  It’s funny how many are quick to judge, look down upon others, and pick and choose who to help.. Or even hurt.  

Each one of us has a story to tell that spans back to the beginning of time. Through our family histories, as far back as the stories have been passed down through generations. Do we really know the whole story or just the bits and pieces that favored the storyteller? We shall never know.

Tick tock… tick tock, the clock keeps ticking until it stops, and we return to the beginning, where it all began. Time.

Creative writing is a talent. Writing from the soul is a gift.-L.J

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INTERVIEW WITH MOTHER GOOSE- Be careful what you ask for… - Lanai Jarrico reporting…

Mother’s Day is a time of year when we pay our respects to our beloved mother or the woman who stood in our egg donor's place and taught us about the world. Either you show up with a fist full of flowers and a card, take Momma out to Denny’s for the all-day breakfast value menu deal, or you sit back and think of the fond memories you had with her, longing for a hug.  

If you are a mother yourself, the day should be all about you. If you want to lie in bed and have someone tend to you for a change. Do you.

If you want to get your hair and nails done only for it to last a couple of days before you are back to lookin all disheveled and worn down from motherhood. Do what you gotta do.

If you want to hop in your car and disappear for a couple of hours to get your well deserved me time. I say, have at it. It’s your day and noone should be telling you what to do!

I’m a proud mother of two, to some others I’m just a rude ass motherf*cker. Either way, I paid my dues. My kids are all grown up, educated with degrees and up outta my house, cooking for themselves, washing their clothes, and handling their own dang business. They know they are loved but they also know when to let momma do her own thing without meddling all up in her business and being a pain in the ass. Those days are over.

So, back to Mother’s Day, I thought long and hard about the famous moms I wanted to interview this year. After asking several different ones who didn’t have time, for one sad reason or another, I settled with Mother Goose. This mother has been around for ages and is responsible for many of the nursery rhymes we learned as kids that don’t make any sense today.

Interview with Mother Goose

Lanai: Hi Mother Goose, thank you for taking the time to chat with me here at the Mad Hatters Tea room about this very special holiday.  You haven’t aged one bit! Can you share with our readers what Mother’s Day means to you and how it has changed over the years?

Mother Goose: Hey Lanai, thank you you dear sweet child.  Life Second keeps me forever young.  It is an honor to be interviewed by you. You are one of the few mothers I can say did a good job raising your offspring. I hear one of them is a Therapist and the other is a professional video game creator!

Lanai: Thank you, Mother Goose. Yes, that is true. Both are a reflection of me. A mental case that loves virtual reality and gaming. Lol back to the previous questions.

Mother Goose: I never said you were Mother of the year, but you managed to pull it off, raising some amazing kids that actually know my nursery rhymes! Anyway, These new age tech moms are pathetic. They don’t even bother to pass long nursery rhymes to their kids. They hand them an iPad and let them play games as a free babysitting service so these baby makers have more time to post filtered selfies, glue on those ridiculous eyelashes, and fight with other moms on Facebook. I don’t even want to go on about all the dating sites they go on, looking for their next baby daddies.

 We are living in a time where someone has to say it how they see it instead of ignoring what’s going on. Sorry not sorry. Their asses should be in parenting classes for Mother’s day.

Lanai: You sure keep it real. I have to agree with all of that but one thing really sticks out to me that I need to comment on. What the hell is going on with those thick ass lashes that seem to be a part of a beauty routine from some other planet.

 Anyway, 

Mother Goose: I can tell you are an empty nester. Eyelashes were the only thing you had a comment about from my previous statement. That reminds me of a nursery rhyme! 

“Tweedledum and Tweedledee Agreed to have a battle; For Tweedledum said Tweedledee Had spoiled his nice new rattle. Just then flew down a monstrous crow,  As black as a tar-barrel;

Which frightened both the heroes so, They quite forgot their quarrel”

Lanai: Sorry? *confused stare*  Ummm ok then. Not sure what that's got to do with the price of tea in China….  Anyway. You are right about the absentee moms who wonder where the years have gone and get all mad when their kids grow up to resent them and show zero respect.

Mother Goose: MMhmmm. So, How do you plan on spending Mother’s Day?

Lanai: I'd love for my kids to travel to see me, but in reality, they are adulting and have responsibilities. One lives in Florida, and the other is about an hour and a half from me.  I’ll be happy with phone calls If I don’t get surprised, I may catch up on some sleep and snuggle with my cat. Even empty nesters have me time.

Mother Goose: Well, if it makes you feel better, you are a cat mom, and I’m sure he is needy. That reminds me of a nursery rhyme!  “ And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon

Little boy blue and the man in the moon "When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when

We'll get together then, you know we'll have a good time then"

Lanai: Ummmm… What the hell? That's not a nursery rhyme. It's lyrics to a song by Harry Chapin…

Mother Goose: Oh, right.  Well, here’s a good one I think you will like. “Hey diddle diddle, The cat and the fiddle,The cow jumped over the moon;The little dog laughedTo see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon”.

Lanai: Ok , can you stop with the nursery rhymes? It’s making me feel very uncomfortable.

Mother Goose: I’m sorry, hunny, I just thought they would make you happy. All my kids loved them. The kid songs out today, like Baby Shark, not to mention that awful Barney. These characters are really frightening and upsetting to me. 

Lanai: I’m a grown up remember? I’m not into that stuff either…  So, what are your plans for Mother’s Day?

Mother Goose: My apologies. For Mother’s Day, I plan on publishing a new series of Nursery rhymes that make more sense in this day and age. Would you like to hear one?

Lanai: FFS. Dear goodness. I’ll wait for a published copy like everyone else.

Mother Goose: Are you sure?

Lanai: Yes, thank you. I think we are done with this interview. Thanks again…

Mother Goose: Oh! Before we part ways I must share one last special rhyme with you. Everybody have you heard? “Mock (yeah) Ing (yeah) Bird (yeah) Yeah (Oh yeah) He's gonna buy me a mockingbird And if that mockingbird don't sing He's gonna but me a diamond ring And if that diamond ring won't shine Surely break this heart of mine And that's why I keep on tellin' everybody. Say yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, uh, oh He's gonna buy me some peace of mind And if that peace of mind don't stay I'm gonna find myself a better way And if that better way ain't so I'll ride with the tide and go with the flow And that's why I keep on shoutin' in your ear Say yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, uh, oh”

Lanai: WTF lady?

Mother Goose: Bye, bye, goodbye

Bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye. I can clap my hands. I can stamp my feet. I can clap my hands. I can stamp my feet. Bye, bye, goodbye Bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye Bye, bye, goodbye Bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye Goodbye!

Lanai: What kinda shit?  Ok… I don’t know what’s in your tea, but I gotta go. *speed walks away and doesn’t look back*

Happy Mother’s Day, ya’ll!

Special thanks to aquarius denimore

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Spotlight on Imperium Gentleman's Club- A Romanesque’ Adult Experience- Lanai Jarrico Reporting…

In Latin, the word Imperium means control. In Second Life Imperium means you have control over where you go and your choice of entertainment.  Imperium Gentleman’s Club is a new private D/s venue on Coral Breeze.  It’s not open to the public, You have to apply for membership, subject to approval.  The decor is opulent Imperial Romanesque and gives off a sophisticated, grown, and sexy vibe.

 

Lanai: Hi Spirit, it’s a pleasure to interview you. Before we begin. Can you share with our readers what brought you to Second Life and what inspired you to create this beautifully designed Gentleman’s Club?

Spirit: I was a member of IMVU, and a friend discovered SL, and that was in March 2009. I wasn't anxious to come over, from her description, as it seemed more complicated than IMVU, which I was very used to. Gritting my teeth though I made the leap, and so began the journey. What a journey it has been! Immediately I started running a club, having bought land. Almost from the start, my clubs focused on live music and hosting some of the great singers we have in SL. As to IMPERIUM, it actually started life as a venue for Alric and me to host a party to celebrate our partnering. Alric had suggested the theme, Imperial Rome, I chose the building and the colors were, for me, perfect. As it grew, and Alric has a habit of adding and adding <lol>, we had a discussion and both agreed to keep the build and open it as a Gentleman's club. We had a pretty good idea of what we wanted it to be, drawing on the comments of long-standing members of the D/s community, as to where they perceived needs.

Lanai: Inspired by love.  That's the best inspiration. Can you tell me about this venue and what services you provide?

Spirit: Well, class, sophistication. This is not yet another "skin joint", nor is it just a bunch of chairs and poles. Each area of the club has been given a purpose. There is a large lobby, where people can also meet. A Reception Desk, that can be staffed with a hostess if needed on special event days to welcome guests, a grand piano that can have the ivories tinkling to a mixed repertoire as you land. Passing through into the main area, there are no dance poles, instead dance pads, with chairs around. We wanted to offer something a little different to all those girls mountaineering up and down a pole ;) There are two awesome, and fully stocked bars. I think Alric purchased almost everything that can be dispensed and fitted on there :) There is a large clear area that acts as our dance floor, for couples and singles. A stage for our awesome performers, the DJs and live singers. We have installed INM showers outside at the back, and towelette dispensers, Also outside you can find flower stalls, for guests romantically minded to present their lady a bunch of roses :) A VIP area exists for select and selected guests, There are also two private rooms available for guests to entertain a female companion in relative privacy. These rooms each have fully interactive adult furniture and their own shower.

Lanai: When creating a successful venue, you need a strong team. Can you tell me about your team and their roles at Imperium Gentleman’s Club?

Spirit: Alric and I have many years RL management experience, and people are people in SL or RL, with the same issues, problems, and emotions. being able to manage situations in written, or verbal, ways is very important in SL, as there is no visual body language to rely on reading. I have my SL experience of running clubs and managing various issues and problems that inevitably crop up. We also have a strong team of hostesses we are building, who are very experienced and capable. We are taking our time finding managers as we want to be present ourselves as much as we can initially.

Lanai: This venue is members only. How can one apply for membership?

Spirit: Apart from IM'ing either Alric or myself, go to the club and in the lobby, at the Reception Desk, is a board to just click on to register an interest in joining.

Lanai: Simple enough.  What type of rules do you have in place to keep it a peaceful and enjoyable experience? Do you have a dress code?

Spirit: We have a comprehensive, yet compact, set of rules. Once you land you get offered the latest version. They are based on common sense, and they certainly aren't onerous. If you possess common sense, and common decency to others, you will find them all perfectly reasonable and understandable. Yes, we have a dress code; Males: smart casual, or suit, or tux.  Females: chic, sexy, and wearing as little, or as much, as desired.

Lanai: Men in suits is a great appeal for upscale venues… I love it.  So, what type of events do you host? 

 

Spirit: We will be looking to have regular DJs, offer evenings and nights of live singers, run competitions, and have event-themed days.

Lanai: Are you currently hiring? If so, what positions do you have available and how can one apply?

Spirit: We are always interested in hostesses. These are not paid, unless by prior agreement of the club for specific events. They earn 100% of their tips. The club takes zero. It has its own donation urn :) DJ's of course are always welcome to contact us.

Lanai: Do you have a group that members can join to get updates on special events?

Spirit: Yes, the group is IMPERIVM. Imperium with a U was taken, and in any case, there was no U in Latin, just a V. The easiest way to apply as I have said is to click the board at the reception desk, so we can review your application. Currently, membership is free, though we shall after the initial "honeymoon" period before, during, and a short while after the opening, institute a fee. So join now!

Lanai: Is there anything else you would like to share with our readers about Imperial Gentleman’s Club?

Spirit: Other than we aim to make this a wonderful place to spend time, a special place, but that also depends on members to help build and maintain that experience and atmosphere. We can build it, but members have to come and stay!

Additional Information

SLURL: http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Coral%20Breeze/142/75/3501

Preferred contact:  Spirit McAlister-Darkheart (spiritfire.sapphire)

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NOTES: PAID FOR A FEATURE 4-2-25

 

imperiumgentlemansclub@gmail.com

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