Social media platforms are big particularly due to the factor of interactivity. Advertisers have seized this opportunity and already began working their magic in these areas.
Like in Habbo, where users make friends and do things together, advertisers have set up zones in the online game. You have American Idol – people get to roleplay as aspiring idols or realise the ferocious threat of elimination due to the lack of votes. Scandals with Idol judges are another story.
There are real celebrities as well all for the publicity. Wouldn’t you love to know how aesthetically-pleasing or quirky it would be to have Lady Gaga perform to ‘Bad Romance’ and try to have a virtual smooch with Gossip Girl Chace Crawford’s habbo character – like they did in ‘Poker Face’?
Hmm.. Titillating?
Perhaps not so much when there’s Second Life. Characters are 3D with options to customise intricate details of the body structure. It was a promising platform, other than fulfiling the primary purpose of expanding one’s social circle, for businesses to break geological differences and have conferences online; brands to set up virtual stores and garner product awareness on top of brand reinforcement. However, users who are charged with testoterone and progesterone, whichever applies, choose to solicit online – most likely due to how real the hot actions can get with user-created scripts.
Characters however are not ‘born’ with their own private parts. Looking at how unsightly my character was without one, I set out to figure out how to get my hands on the crotch – yelling,” Where’s my crotch?”, “Oh, what’s that on the ground, is it a usable tool?”.
Eventually, there was a gay male who enlightened me: Second Life characters have to BUY their own. And he was kind enough to fix my undesirable features and flab around the belly into a dashing male:
The briefs were from him too, of course. Sweet.
