Sin Under Florida Sun! Sheep Meet Stroker: Sex-Toy Services for Second Life?
Herald Correspondent Pat the Rat infiltrated the recent corporate retreat of metaverse services providers

Electric Sheep resident futurist Jerry Paffendorf turns his mind to the future of sex

Jade Lily, not quite able to replicate his Second Life avatar, even with the help of Stroker's accoutrements

ILL Clan / ILLectric Sheep machinimist Frank Dellario contemplates filmmaking in the Stroker era

Before closing the deal, the Sheep took time to put Stroker's products through their paces

Stroker (on right) with Sheep and SecondCast producer Johnny Ming, who's looking a bit too happy

New Sheep uniforms

In return for his investment, Stroker insisted the Sheep take one of his employees on board; she can be identified by her blond hair and willingness to cozy up to current Sheep employees

All I can say is that I am shocked by this.
Shocked!
Shocked, I tell you.
Did I say I was shocked?
Posted by: urizenus | April 30, 2007 at 12:27 PM
Ahhh the depravity. So refreshing. So original. No sheep!!?? Victor Shakapopulis is outraged, I tell you, outraged! Deep in the hill country of Greece, an elderly man weeps.
Posted by: Shraud Deadlight | April 30, 2007 at 01:15 PM
So...after they burn through the CBS grant money on stuff like this, what next?
Posted by: Prokofy Neva | April 30, 2007 at 01:22 PM
Where was this anyways? The "Holy shit I got paid 50,000 dollars for Amsterdam" party?
Posted by: Artemis Fate | April 30, 2007 at 01:29 PM
"what next?"
They buy the Herald?
I know, wishful thinking... :p
Posted by: Gaius Goodliffe | April 30, 2007 at 01:32 PM
Next?
Coming soon! "The Sheep Do Vegas!" Co-directed by Dellario and Serpentine!
Posted by: | April 30, 2007 at 01:37 PM
Awww... The herald wasn't invited to their party? Had to steal all the photos from their site I bet?
Posted by: Nacon | April 30, 2007 at 01:57 PM
You know, the phrase "Sex and Sheep" used to mean something nasty. It didn't even involve computers. :)
Posted by: shockwave yareach | April 30, 2007 at 02:05 PM
I'm sorry but this is just gross. It's adolescent boys whacking off at prim cubes.
I guess I'm with the griefers on this one. Speaking of which, how come the Herald never covered the paperboy & co affair?
Posted by: John Endwahl | April 30, 2007 at 02:19 PM
lmao, awww, Jerry's got a winkie on his head.
I heard you could pop into this party if you wanted... it's just the getting from point a to point b that deterred most people at this time of year: FINALS WEEK zomg
Posted by: Tenshi Vielle | April 30, 2007 at 02:39 PM
oh the Herald was there, Nacon. Pat the Rat is still recovering.
Posted by: Mark Wallace | April 30, 2007 at 03:29 PM
> Electric Sheep resident futurist Jerry Paffendorf turns his mind to the future of sex
Hahaha, yes, as you can see I was dutifully testing out some of Stroker's top secret brain-implant technology. :p
Long story short, Stroker threw a shindig at a place called [drum roll] Shepherd's. We went, we saw, we drank, we danced (or in my case approximated dancing), we posed with shwag, and good times were had by all. Stroker, that was a fun night, and as it's been said before, thanks for the mammaries! :p
OK OK back to work, gawkers.
Posted by: Jerry Paffendorf | April 30, 2007 at 04:17 PM
While you were busy having a good time, there were - and still are - a lot of people with a lot of unanswered questions about your searchbot on the LL forums in a thread caled, "Automated Burglary."
Perhaps you could address some of those, particularly how the aggregated information is going to be used.
coco
Posted by: Cocoanut Koala | April 30, 2007 at 04:46 PM
Yes, Coco, thanks for the non-mammary memory there, we'd like to get some answers to not only Herald articles about the Sheep Scrape, but if you think it's just me, then go to the thread called "Automated Burglary" and answer that!
I'm all for societies having elites, especially elites that live to excess, live large, think big, are creative, do interesting stuff, to give fodder for the tabs that we working stiffs can read during those brief respites from our prim-pushing labour on the grid. But...we just want you to be *quality* swells, not just plain swells. And, not rip off the people with stuff like that search thing.
Posted by: Prokofy Neva | April 30, 2007 at 05:03 PM
I think that ESC should go and find something else to mess about with, and leave Second Life alone. After all, it's not like they actually do anything that benefits anyone except themselves, is it?
Lewis
Posted by: Lewis Nerd | May 01, 2007 at 01:51 AM
Heaven forfend anyone EVER has a good time, with a little immature fun! And thank gawd Pat the Rat wasn't at my place this past weekend!
Posted by: FlipperPA Peregrine | May 01, 2007 at 09:27 AM
I was pleased to facilitate some wanton depravity in my backyard. I can assure all interested parties that the Sheep are working hard to provide some innovative technologies to enhance EVERYONE'S SL. Even Lewis'. (P.S. There are already X-Rated Sim's on the grid...they are just invis to most) ;P
Posted by: Stroker Serpentine | May 01, 2007 at 10:50 AM
Funny, I was in Clearwater over the weekend visiting my family and something smelled off. It stunk like sweat socks, fun, and digerati. I called Jerry this morning and confirmed that he was indeed in Clearwater. We mourned that we were but two ships passing in the night. Or in this case and ship and a manure taker whose Captain had one to many the night before and woke up with a new cranial implant...
Posted by: Randy | May 01, 2007 at 11:41 AM
I go to Shepards all the time. Looks like i missed a fun party, next time i want an invite *pout*
P.S. the Rumrunners ther are excellent
Posted by: Wendy Bouchard | May 01, 2007 at 03:19 PM
I have no recollection of the events in question at Flip's, but it did involve some of the usual suspects.
Posted by: Lynette Radio | May 01, 2007 at 03:31 PM
Damn and I was in Sarasota...on vacation...not caring about anything but white sand and warm water and relaxation and food and drink.
By the way, where was the scandal? No strippers from the DC Madame? No donkey show? No Les Moonves and Pacman Jones throwing 10 grand and the air and demanding you guys do a rain dance? No illegal cock fighting? Put some more effort into next time boys. ;-)
Marc
Posted by: MSGiro Grosso | May 10, 2007 at 02:09 PM
The early 1990s called. They want their shirt back Stroker.
Posted by: | May 10, 2007 at 04:14 PM
WooT!
Love that smile Stroker :)
and i want that shirt!!!!!!
MINE!!!!!
Give it up mister man!
<3 hugs!
Posted by: Kitty Tandino | May 30, 2009 at 05:33 PM