|Our Little Dwarfin Family|
I hold breedables in absolute contempt, but I have to say Dwarfins are oh, so cleverly and skillfully made!
Sweetie and I noticed them on display at one fair or another at Christmastime. I was impressed. She wasn't, but only because her ancient Macbook wouldn't rez them (she refuses to give it up because Agent 99 once owned it and scratcher her initials into the back. When I suggested that perhaps she was reading it upside down and it had actually belonged to Agent 66-- well, you wouldn't believe the look she gave me.
So anyway, we ran across them again at the Fantasy Fair and joined the group to get a free Dwarfin. We both drew females, so Sweetie bought a female and a rock for the dwarfins to worship. I bought food for them to eat-- for, you see, you're in perpetual hock to the creator for grub; the dwarfins turn into stone if not fed. The food lasts for a day or more, depending on how much you spend. Food is a ham, which dwindles away as it is consumed.
So yeah, it's a racket, but it's a nicely-crafted racket, and we've had fun playing with our dwarfins this week. Our little dwarven dwarfin family of three has now grown to four-- there's a newly-created rock on the sea decks on Whimsy Kaboom with a newly-minted dwarfin ready to be chiseled out so she (it's a girl!) can begin life. That'll (hopefully) give my male a mate.