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Mistress-n-friends are gonna get me for this one… but hah, it was too much fun to pass up. Yup, you heard it rightly implied: Torley Torgeson goes griefer. ?(NO, not seriously, hence the emoticon — Lindens have enough problems to sort out already and I wish them well in those matters!)

What went down in Midnight City — home to some of best retailers in SL, I might add — was that I was visiting with some friends: Lady, January, Kenichi. We first took at stop at Aimee's kitchen. You know, the YUGE one that makes you feel all Honey I Shrunk The Avatars-go-lucky. Lady decided to be her enthused, crazy self and start rezzing some YIPMEN FROM MARS. See, this is why I like her sense of humor. They started appearing in the fridge, where I am assuming their pelts kept 'em warm next to the frozen fishsticks. Laaady went on to blow one up to almost life-size proportions, scaled properly so that the yipman looked alright next to the fuzzy kitty on the floor. (By the way, if you've seen the original Sesame Street skits, you know the yips believe Earth is under domination of microwaves and such. There just happened to be a giant microwave in this kitchen.)

What happened next was that I went outside the enclosed confines of the kitchen, and saw all of Midnight City. I was thinking, you know: great 50s?sci-fi apocalyptic shebang, the whole alien invasion thing! Add to this that the yipmen really are martian, and you can see where I'm going with this. Some notable residents like Lost Thereian of hair extension fame and supermodel Jillian Coral were going about their business, and I didn't want to interfere and really grieve them, so I tried to rez my own batch of GIANT YIPMEN in the middle the town square. A few failed attempts made them plop underneath the road into what appeared to be water. I'd never noticed this before now, as the camera panned down.?Since they're physics-enabled, the giant yipmen must have been really heavy. Go figure.

I spawned like a half-dozen of them, and sent one over to pose at Francis Chung's store. You know, the whole wonder about the wonder wonder. Which makes me wonder about what happened next. A concerned furry was getting annoyed by the yipman, creeped out that this behemoth was making all manner of "yip yip yip uh uh" noises and following around. I assured the furry this was for a photo shoot, and that if it ever got too annoying, I'd del the things immediately. Problems would arise with that, as I'll soon describe.

What happened next was frellin' hee-hilarious! I managed to rez a yip of yipyips and get them to yip around the buildings, yipping (but not yapping) as they stormed and performed their conquest of Midnight City. Towered above the city the way chopsticks are taller than sushi, they snaked their way slowly but clumsily across the roads. And then, all virtual hell broke loose –

GUNFIRE! Rounds of it, multiple, automatic weaponry… rattling off more furiously than a garden hose of rattlesnakes! I looked around, scanned and panned the area — and saw that more furries had arrived in the center of the city, battling valiantly against the force of these alien invaders! They had their weapons fully drawn out, and blasted away as the yipmen sluggishly jittered and bounced.

I was concerned that this had continued for too long. I didn't want to cause any real problems, lest anyone be watching from the skybar above, so I quickly activated the killswitch command. ARGH! It didn't work. I tried again. Again, no results. WTF was happening here? Something was seriously screwed in the system, and I had lost control of my big, beautiful beasts!

But the furries battled on, not yiffing but yipfighting, and as these pictures attest to, it just may be that they saved the day!

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And THAT, my fellow avatars,?is the story of when the Yipmen from Mars invaded Midnight City.