Guess Who's Back?

Back again?

Rhiannon's back.

Tell a friend.

But enough Slim Shady, let's get straight to it! I'm so happy to be back at PSG, shouting my opinions at you like a street preacher with Tourettes. My job here will be to fill the void inbetween MMC9 stealing accounts and Tylerisbold's newest project, with hilarious* little anecdotes and observations about Stardoll life. Much like I've been doing for the past five years, except this time people have a chance to shout abuse back. I'm looking forward to it.

When Perez asked me to write for the blog, she asked me to repost my article about Starcoins from my own blog onto here, so for those of you who don't read The Word, here it is!

StarCoins. It's the news that has everybody's virtual thongs in a twist, and you can count on me to stick my abnormally large nose in and generally shout my opinions at people. Because I'm a blogger, and this is what we do.

I could sit here and intricately explain the finer workings of the Starcoin and Stardollar system, if weren't for the fact that a) You probably already know b) I don't understand it myself c) You wouldn't read it anyway. So I'll skip straight to the juicy part. My OAP-style ramblings.

This seems a lot like Restless Leg Syndrome to me. Stardoll had near-perfected the everyday runnings of their site and were sat around the office eating Krispy Kreme and desperately leaving messages on Heidi Klum's answering machine asking why she hasn't kept up her Real Celeb account.**

So they decided to come up with an unnecessary and irritating feature that they can market the crap out of for the first few days, possibly earn a few real-life currencies whilst the novelty wears off, and when the peasants are really revolting, they come out with a second version of the system that we all love. And Stardoll are the heroes.

As a matter of fact, in my capacity as someone who has been studying psychology for nearly nine months, I have just diagnosed the collective Stardoll office with Hero syndrome. Purposely starting fires just so they can put them out and gain all the praise.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is knowledge that can help you sleep at night.

Hold tight, this will all fix itself eventually.

**I can totally imagine them turning up outside her house with a boombox playing 'Want You Back For Good' and throwing pebbles at her bedroom window*

*up for debate.

PS - And a huge congratulations to Dei aka To_Royal and everyone else who graduates today!