The last couple of days we've had to care for an egg. Miss Jill gave us each an egg, told us it's gender for us to decorate it and then told us that we had to keep him/her in a 10m range of us.
My egg was a boy, which I called Eggbert. I decorated him with a space-like texture and gave him a few facial expressions that I can switch around.
Miss Jill said she'd be able to tell how we treat our eggs, but I thought that was just scare tactics and I was gonna just leave him in my inventory, but I decided to give it a real go and see how I would manage... turns out I kinda love my little Eggbert. I even stayed in the same clothes just because I didn't want to accidently detatch him and send him to my inventory. I only ever detatched him to take photographs. I logged in and out of Secondlife with Eggbert attached to my hand.
I do think I learned something valuable about commitment, responsibility and dedication... even towards an egg.
Super Talon... and Eggbert... out!
Movie time with Eggbert.
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