Relay For Life

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Debauche is proud to support the efforts of Relay For Life in Second Life.

Get ready to be swept away by the passion, energy, and artistry of Debauche as they take center stage on Saturday May 10, 2025 at 1PM SLT at the Erin Gobraghless Theatre. This year, we’re bringing our most captivating performances yet, blending elegance, grace, and powerful storytelling to raise awareness and funds for a cause that touches us all.

As part of this incredible event, the Debauche is proud to support the fight against cancer. Each movement, each performance is dedicated to those who have battled cancer, as well as those still fighting.

  • Mesmerizing performances from our talented dancers!
  • A unique fusion of creativity, emotion, and artistry!
  • Opportunities to support Relay for Life and contribute to a world without cancer!

We raised around 228,900L last year with Whiskey Girl Magazine, and we’re ready to raise more!

Every donation made helps fund groundbreaking research and bring us closer to a cure. Don’t miss out on this chance to experience the magic of Debauche while supporting an incredibly important cause.

Save the date: May 10, 2025 at 1PM SLT! Come and be part of something bigger. Let’s dance for life, together.

We can’t wait to see you there!

Team Captains
Sasha
R.

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A note from Severina:

My personal experiences with cancer. I’ll like to share a few things.

My first real experience with cancer was losing my favourite aunt to leukaemia. I remember how up and down she was. Some days she was running around, and others was bed ridden with the illness. But she never allowed the pain or sickness to show; she always smiled.

My father donated stem cells and it looked like she was recovering, or at the very least given her few years longer, but she passed away from relapse. All the family listened to “You raise me up” which was her favourite song.

Few years afterwards, I remember feeling constantly sick, my skin turning real pale and I had no energy. This was early 2008. Results were they found a cancer small tumor close to the skin wall of my liver. May 2008, I had an operation to remove the tumor, and a course of chemotherapy, then luckily full recovery.

Leading up to the operation, my mother in law talked to me. There was fire in her belly like commanding me I’ll be fine and get over this. Something was strange, and it was July of the same year she passed away from bowel cancer.

Another member of the family passed away with a brain tumor, then I again fell Ill. This time we all knew it was leukaemia, Totally different strain to my aunt’s, but nevertheless leukaemia.

March 2010, I was in hospital for some time and placed on chemotherapy tablets. A large tablet once a day orally taken along with other tablets to hep protect my organs from chemo, other anti-sickness tablets, organ failure, several pills in total.

My husband one night on way back from visiting me in hospital had to pull over because on the radio played a version of “Everybody Hurts” by The Corrs. Song still makes us both very emotional to this day.

I’m lucky. I was told originally i could expect 10 years of healthy living. Through the years and the improvement of drugs, I’m now not given time period. The clock is still ticking, but truth is, nobody knows when my clock stops.

My father passed away February 14th 2017 with Mesothelioma, a type of asbestos lung cancer. Valentines Day is one day I never celebrate.

Cancer one day will be a thing of the past, please let’s unite to make that day become sooner.

Sєνєяíηα

A note from Heather:

I usually don’t share much real-life personal information, but here goes. I have cancer. Less than two weeks ago, I was diagnosed with stage 1, non-small cell lung cancer. A scan for another matter caught the tumor by a serendipitous miracle. A biopsy, more scans, and tests determined this appears to be an isolated tumor. In the last two weeks, my life has come into complete focus. I am very privileged to have direct access to some of the best healthcare in the world. But even with that said, I am still scared to my core.

My father died of kidney cancer after fighting it for 19 years, which is in itself a miracle. Toward the end of his life, he knew he was terminal, and enlisted in several experimental drug trials so he could “help those that followed behind him”, as he put it. My mother had this same lung cancer six years ago and went through the same treatments I am about to start. She was just this month determined to be “cancer-free” by her oncologist.

Cancer impacts everyone. Organizations like Relay for Life, raising money for cancer research, are essential for everyone. At the Mayo Clinic, where I will be undergoing treatment, they have their own Relay for Life walk. The Cancer Center has placards and brochures describing how these American Cancer Society contributions have been used to further their research and work in the field. My volunteer work in healthcare has enabled me to see first-hand the benefits of this research.

When I step on the stage Sunday, as the Whiskey Girl of the Year and a Debauche Dancer, I will also be dancing as a benefactor of Relay for Life. I’m lucky to have been chosen as the lead in the first routine. Thank you, Sev, for this honor. I am so grateful to have you all around me. The support of my second-life family, just like my real-life family, gives me the strength to push forward. Having my sisters around me on stage and in the audience is a massive source of strength.

I also want to say how much Koo means to me. Her constant love and support through this and the other trials in my life are a gift. She makes my life so much better. We come to SecondLife to have fun but also to add more meaning to our First Lives. I love you, Koo.

I ask you to volunteer, contribute, and do what you can, either here with Whiskey Girls and Debauche or in real life. You do make a difference. You have in mine.

Love you all,
Heather

A note from Savy:

Cancer runs in my family. It has been forever as far as I can remember. I’ve lost so far 10 family members (including my dear beloved parents) over cancer (most gastric, 1 young aunt from leukemia, 1 uncle from lungs cancer). I watched them all going through chemo and radiation treatment, losing their fight, one after another. The most painful was the loss of my parents back in 2020. I was alone in Florida. Living with my French cat Figaro, he was 6 years old. One day I get this painful phone call that my dear mom is at the hospital, diagnosed with colon cancer, stage 4 (like her mom, at the same age). Her fight of 3 silent years has been long and hard. I was shocked that she kept it silent, for the sake of us. So I went back home immediately (France), to spend that last month with her, until her last breathe. She lost her battle, her fight against colon cancer 13 days before my birthday. I was very close to my dear mom. As she left this world, a part of me was gone as well. I came back to the USA to find out my French cat Figaro was dying as well from kidney failure..i had to make the painful decision to put him down…that was my 2nd loss in a short amount of time, after we buried mom. I was coping all alone I Florida, devastated…9 Months later, in December 2000, as life was not cruel enough, I get a phone call from France that my dad has pancreas cancer, and had 3 months to live, and was in his final stage. I then hurry back home again to spend the final month with my daddy who was my role model. We spend Christmas with him, and stayed with my middle sister that night with him, in his room. My dad’s fight was even shorter and rough. So that year 2000 I went through 3 major painful losses. Sadly, life goes on. Until one day…after I did a very painful and long biopsy of my right breast on 10/23/2020, it came back positive for cancer. It was my turn to hear the terrible news…that terrible “C” word, so scary! I was at the office that day and start crying when she told me “you have breast cancer, stage 1, 50% aggressive, ER+Invasive. You need to have a single mastectomy”…My first question was “will I have to go through chemo and radiation? Thankfully she said no. I was so released! So after meeting with my breast specialist, I decided to be safe and go for a double mastectomy and immediate reconstructive. The markup for a breast cancer is 5 years (the most vital 5 years where cancer can come back anytime, anywhere during this time). So from 2/24/2021, that year, I had 3 surgeries back to back to get the full reconstructive surgeries. 1) Cancer removal, putting tissue expanders (very painful) with 2 drains). Then 2nd surgery (which is called “exchange surgery” to remove tissue expander and replace them with gummy bear implants. 3rd surgery was a revision on my implants. After getting prepped for 4th surgery (areola implants), surgery got cancelled. It was not meant to be as my body was reacitng to too many surgeries back to back. So 2/24/2021 mark my 3 and a half years of remission, but I still have less than 2 years treatment to go through. That’s why RFL has a special place in my heart, and why I was the RFL Captain for Playdolls and got us the highest level (platinum I think?) (as Playdolls is one of the major sponsor for RFL). We got this! I’ll never be defeated!

A note from R.:

This year’s campaign focuses on melanoma and other skin cancers. I have a family history of melanomas among other -omas, my parents and grandparents all died from cancer, my mother in particular who had thyroid issues and radiation treatment early into her pregnancy with me. I’ve been aware for needing to sunscreen and keep covered up more than most.

This year, a spot on my right arm that had been a rough discoloration for years changed color immediately after a trip down to the beach, and I got the spot checked out. The dermatologist took a biopsy and logged a few spots on my skin for further monitoring. By the time I got to the UPS Store to ship the license plate to Geordie, the bandage on my arm had soaked through and the clerk asked “Are you aware you’re bleeding.” and I looked and was like “Oh. Hrm.” And patched it over with a bigger bandage and iced it when I got home.

Four days of waiting for results (or five. or a million. my math on Xanax kinda sucks). The spot turned out to be a precancerous keratosis and pigmentation change likely from a burst blood vessel under that rough spot, but they agreed it was worth burning off with liquid nitrogen and said it was good to catch this early. I don’t remember what I said because I was bombed on Xanax, but I assume it was ok because I have a cream and bandages for the spot.

I now wear longer sleeves and keep more mindful of my time outdoors, the spot on my arm is now a shiny fading scar, the damn cat keeps laying on it and digging him her claws for attention, and will go back in a few months for a followup.

I keep asking myself what if, and that’s what the Xanax is for.