A Modern Day Hysterical Petrification?

[Cral Denimore]

A young lass has been standing, apparently transfixed, outside my new factory at #1 Wheatstone for days.

I have become concerned for her sanity and well being. Could one of our esteemed New Babbage Physicians please investigate and render an informed medical opinion? I would be much relieved to have a professional estimation.

[Penelope Strathearn]

*looks at dress style and color*

*looks at hair color*

Hm...I can't quite tell for sure from this angle, but...could that be Jed? *startled look*

[Jedburgh Dagger]

Nope.

I may be many things, but not petrified

[TriloByte Zanzibar]

Appears to be some kind of ghosted avatar. Perhaps an admin could come take a look, either eject the poor lost avatar or give Wheatstone a jump-start so that she might be freed. If I'm not mistaken, a similar situation happened with the clockwinder in Babbage Canals one afternoon. Mind you, he wasn't dressed as nicely...

[Edward Pearse, Duke of Argylle]

I've had the same thing happen to me on occasion I'm told.

[Ceejay Writer]

Her spirit has been freed, to travel to the great beyond, or Newark... which ever applies. :)

[Capt. Red Llewellyn]

is that one of Viv's lovely gowns?! i think i have that in the green patina!

[Ceejay Writer]

A woman's spirit is trapped in her frozen body, possibly screaming for release... and Red's talking wardrobe! cracks up laughing This is serious!

I'm thinking a sim restart in 3.... 2..... 1......

(Her name is Fairweather Sorbet, incidentally)

[Capt. Red Llewellyn]

some things are just that important! a soul's release from dire limbo and frocks!

[Softpaw]

I'll forgive you that one as I haven't been around much of late due to RL issues.

Plus the lady in the photo is clearly NOT me.

[Capt. Red Llewellyn]

well, umm...obviously...it's human! [grins] no wings...no fur...no pink....
am i missing something?

[Fairweather Sorbet]

*clears throat* Hello there! Just wanted to assure everyone that I am alive (virtually) and well and had no idea I had an..apparition..representing me in your fair community. I remember strolling around window shopping and then *poof*, I was elsewhere and since I appeared to be whole, I never gave it another thought. I was informed by the very kind Penelope Strathearn who encouraged me to come here and inform everyone concerned of my complete...recovery. Thank you, and mystery solved...sort of :)

(I'm just glad I was tastefully dressed and looked reasonably intelligent since you had to put up with my...loitering. My sincere apologies all around)

-Fairweather Sorbet

[Ceejay Writer]

I'm just so happy you are all right, Miss Sorbet! You've relieved many a mind with your report, I'm sure! Now, please don't let this little 'apparation problem' put you off of visiting and enjoying our fair city - truly we are used to strange phenomonen in town. Your apparition was at least a lovely and harmless one.