Here is the best group shot I could capture while secretly fearing for my life and the lives of my performance art colleagues in the combat zone... Do not worry though, we were extremely brave and courageous in our efforts to promote world-peace...
Here I am with Tea Chenille (with zebra stripes) and directly in front of my protest sign, Alise Iborg Zhaoying (wearing butterfly wings)...I am glad to see that she has also brought her sheep with her for good luck! In fact, I think just about all members of Second Front ensured that they had at least one sheep (is "sheep" singular or plural?) with them to guide them through our noble and righteous martyrdom operation. We are truly the shepherds of innocence in this psychopathic world! ;-)
Here I am with Great Escape. He was the one that found the giant psychedelic flowers for us... yaaaaaaaay! :-D
On the left we can see yet another Second Front member, Lizsolo Mathilde. She provided us with the sheep. She had a whole flock of them which would explain why she appeared like Lil Bo Peep ;-) Oh, and in the center yours truly... The dude with the machete and the "Jason" mask was named Galactus and he changed his form several times to engage us. He seemed friendly enough - he only wanted to "slaughter the hippies" and nothing more ;-) I am glad to see he agreed to at least one hit of some SLSD (LSD in SL) before revving up his chainsaw ;-)
...actually before he got to the point of breaking out his chainsaw, Galactus liked to turn into a DoomDemon and cackle in this very nerve-shattering yet silky smooth deep voice... As a last resort, he tried to send us fleeing with his "sonic boom" which sounded to us like soothing ambient muzak....OM! When I first met him in the combat zone, one of his buddies politely asked us if we were "griefers"...heh heh...Us? Griefers? O, the irony! ;-) Fortunately, Great Escape managed to get Galactus into a very errr.... compromising position oving and was able to pacify him for a few seconds before Galactus managed to completely de-rez GE into a pile of gray-goo slag! I am not sure who the other person is in this pic but they are obviously also turning grayer by the minute!
I think I was able to capture the exact moment in this snapshot when Galactus managed to wrestle himself free from Great Escape's loving embrace...
...here is a better pic of Galactus as his satanic self...I think we had him sufficiently surrounded by the eternally throbbing ripples of unconditional love and peace!
...and here is a pic from our rehearsal earlier that evening at Ian Ah's refurbished and relocated screening lounge on Odyssey Island...
I know that Columbia Island is going to be mine in the next couple weeks, and that there will be no less than three BitFactory locations, but I guess this is an avatar's trial by fire. Can the curator of a museum wait through homelessness until the new location is built? I guess I'll have to. 
