My furry adventure has come to a close. I spent a month living virtually as an anthropomorphic cat and you know what happened? Nothing. And a lot.
Last month, after reading about another incident of furry-harrassment, I decided to see for myself what all the fuss was about. It had not occurred to me that furries might not be well-liked in Second Life. After much deliberation I settled on this black feline, the Egyptian cat goddess Bastet from Tokushi. Here she is in all her divine Egyptian glory.
I got harrassed my very first day, which may just have been an unrelated griefing, and that was the only unpleasant incident that occurred. I went about my normal bussiness throughout the month, shopping and exploring the grid, and I even took some time out to hang out at clubs and info hubs, which are not things I usually do. Nobody insulted me or asked me to leave. One person asked me what I was and another said I was cute. That was the extent of comments regarding my feline. Around the internet, my blog and photos were still visited, still posted in other feeds and Flickr groups, and the general reception has been as positive as usual.
One unexpected and positive result of this experiment was that it shook me out of myself. That is, the virtual representantion of myself. I was very attached to my avatar and seeing her as an extension of myself meant she didn’t wear certain things or engage in certain behaviors. I feel less attached to her now and am excited about experimenting with her further. I’m not going back to my regular human avi tomorrow. I’ve got something else in store.