"Busty Belles" Club Wrecked, But Rebuilding

 

A few months ago, the Newser wrote about the owner of the "Busty Belles" club, Jodi Eyre passing away. Despite her loss, the handover and continued operation of the venue went smoothly. 

 

Talking to Frost Beam (JD013 Resident), someone on the staff with build permissions leveled the place when they weren't getting their way, "the co-founder ... nuked it, when we were waiting for them to make up there mind on a few issues." A couple days later, the situation was better, "Mostly needing the help getting stuff, like the beach back up and we have our GM working on building new rental homes. On top of the co-founder taking the building the club was using, he also took the clubs beach and all the rental houses which had some people living in them. ...  I wasn't expecting himm to take all the rentals (frown) That made me feel really bad for making people homeless.

"My GM Tiffany had to rush build the new building for the sets.  But I think we still need some for other parts on the club, like the beach and the homes." Frost was optimistic, "When a founder or co-founder up takes the building a club is in, that normally spells out the end of it. We are still here, still rockin, and always welcoming in people. I kinda of treat this place like my home, and my staff and patrons are like my family." One nearby dancer, Domino Sorbet Presley (DominoPresleyTS Resident), commented, "Yah good thing we had hurricane relief. Whether we are here or somewhere else we won't quit."

 

So Busty Belles won't go bust any time soon.

 

On a final note, later this month on the 18th, Busty Belles will host a Making Strides fundraiser, a "Pink Ribbon" event, starting at 6PM SL time.  

 

Bixyl Shuftan 

Plane Wreck in Bellisseria

 

 

 Picture from Larree Quixote. Not long after the "Chicken incident," Larree announced in Bellisseria chat, "Uh oh. There has been a terrible accident!" Then he posted this picture, that of a still-smoking plane that had smashed into a house-turned-club. There were soon other comments, "I didn't do it." "Not me either *sips her coffee casually*" "Just get out of the Larree! Ya saw nothing!!" "Looks like my flying, but it wasn't me, today." "Flying into a house like yours. Just not today!" "Think of it as.. an attic conversion (grin)." "I mean ... ya drive a plane into a house and it's for sure going to be an open floor plan hey? (grin)" "Belli Homes .. now featuring unique skylights!" "I take requests if anyone wants that new skylight, but best warn your neighbours in case I get the wrong street."

I never did get the location of the "Launch Pad" pilot.

Bixyl Shuftan

 

Reader Submitted: Trailer Trashed

While at one of Montecito Bay's parties, Lem Aiko (LemonPledge Resident) handed this picture to me, "Bajo wrecked my car into the roof of my trailer and it caught fire!"

DrRedRedWine Resident, who was nearby and knew what was going on, remarked, "He's remodeling Lem's trailer!"

Hopefully Montecito Bay's insurance company pulled through on the replacement.

Bay City's Demo Derby and The Last Summer Fireworls

Last week on Thursday August 31, Bay City had their Demolition Derby Event. Bay City had only recently concluded it's "Hot Bay City Nights" car show a few days earlier. But none of the cars involved here had been in it. Instead, these were specially-designed cars made so outer parts such as doors and fenders would take damage when hit and eventually fall off, leaving the central frame and engine vulnerable to hits and eventual destruction when banged enough. The arena was set up in the North Channel sim.

Eight people took part in each race. Besides Marianne McCann, among those taking part were Pygar Bu, GoSpeed Racer (no, she didn't use a Mark-Five), and Anthony (Adudenamed Anthony). Almostthere Inventor had made demolition derby arenas before for the Relay for Life and Creations for Parkinsons. But I never did ask who made the cars for this rumble of smashing virtual metal. Not everyone at the event took part. Many were content to watch the derby from the sidelines, including my alt Rezzdammit.

Frankie Lindman and Chrys (chrysanthemum.zuta) won the two races I was around to see, Chrys calling her victory "beginners luck ... I want a my own plate now." Indeed, she bumped her car into some wreckage a couple times after she was declared the winner of her race, and her vehicle came apart. People hung around for some joking around for a few minutes before going their separate ways.

But a couple days later, many of them and others would meet up again at 8PM SL time on Saturday September 2. Every Saturday night this summer, Marianne had been setting off a fireworks show at the school in the Livingtree sim. And with Labor Day weekend being the end of summer, it was time for the last show.

GoSpeed Racer was playing the music for the event. But this time she was doing so with a tiara. She had been the winner of the Miss Bay City Beauty Pageant at the tail end of the car show days earlier.

Eventually, it was time for the show to end, and the last of the fireworks formed a rainbow as "Man Or Astroma," the Mystery Science Theater 3000 ending theme music played as the night sky was turning to the pink clouds of dawn. "Thank again to GoSpeed Racer of KONA Stream for all the great tunes tonight," Marianne told everyone, "And Robin Sojourner for letting me blow up Livingtree all Summertime, each

Saturday at 8:00 p.m. SLT. And a special thank you to each of you for coming out for tonight's show. I hope you had fun!"

And so, the weekend fireworks shows at Bay City had come to an end, at least until summer comes again next year. But Bay City is an active place with things going on often, and will certainly be having some Halloween hijinks in October next month. Things don't stay too quiet for too long here.

Bixyl Shuftan

Cartoon of the Day: Not the "Kool-Aid" Man

This was from the "Flaying Saucer" exhibit at the SL10B, with a robot smashing through the laundromat. For whatever reason, I kept thinking of those fruit drink commercials with the giant pitcher smashing through the wall.

By Bixyl Shuftan