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#2023 estival
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Question: why are there university students with the artillery
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theramblingvoid · 1 year
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Fallen London citizen memes to cope
(Bonus shoutout to Failbetter for not giving us even one normal summer vacation:)
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My FL character Muru and his traumatized orchid, after a week of less gardening but more encounters with the boatman.
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cogitrot · 1 year
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neathyingenue · 1 year
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As a low-level character, this event is so funny because I couldn't go anywhere for clues or diplomacy, yet the powers-that-be have *still* decided that a person with only 1 stat above 100 is competent enough to be named captain of her own airship
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Have a collection of dumb memes I made about my ocs reacting to estival
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irrigos · 1 year
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my theory is that the starved men are just sick of having to look at london. they live up on the roof and have to look down at it all the time. shits nasty. they had to come down and redecorate because it was HEINOUS
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arsonists-oatmeal · 1 year
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Some of its crew may have closed their eyes or shielded away, but the Restless Collector stands tall towards the bow, facing sunlight and inevitable death for what may be the final time. FULL SPEED AHEAD, CHARGE!!
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Honestly I think annoying the Boatman so much that you get kicked out of death, should be some sort of achievement. Also I'm totally believing that the final straw was the Restless Collector getting out a handkerchief and attempting to actually polish the Boatman. ROW ROW ROW YOUR BOAT, LONDON ISN'T DEAD
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augh...
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OUUUGHHHHHHHH *wails* she has earned it...
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Betty's artillery squad: where did our leader go?
betty with Gebrandt and April in her lab:
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more guns.
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If failbetter games can see this they should make the dawn machine fight the sun and call it Star Wars in order to make the playerbase implode
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One thing I've found interesting is.... It seems both the combat actions and the cleanup actions are necessary. Whereas you'd think there'd be one 'correct' answer (and a lot of people have been looking at it that way, understandably so), the game's directly stated 'yeah you need defense to go up'.
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theramblingvoid · 1 year
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Ok but the real question about the flight of the Masters (I say, as if there's not a dozen of them) is: why didn't we get more of them joining the fight? And why did we get those ones? Fires is pretty obvious, it doesn't want the Sixth City and that seems to have been the alternative to beating the Starved. I don't know enough about Pages or Iron to know their possible motivations, but also what was keeping the others from joining in? Did they disagree on the plan of action? Did they just not care about the city enough to fight for it? Alternatively, it's hardly like any of the three seemed to be struggling in that fight - did they just not think the situation was bad enough to need more of them? I'm so interested to know
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thedragonrideri · 1 year
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Putting on the Radiance theme from Hollow Knight while charging headfirst into battle during this estival ending was absolutely the correct choice. I do not regret the decisions I made in the heat of passion.
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blacknovelist · 9 months
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a first moment
You came to the Neath knowing you would never truly stay.
At every step, every moment, every dripping red heartbeat. Vengeance clutched in one hand, a finger of the other to the thrumming pulseline of letters meant for the Surface. The Neath liked to change those who descended into her depths— but the least you could do was survive.
Hold together until the last, and resist them, the careless temptations that made this world so dangerous to the world up above. So one day, you could return and know the warmth of the sun, one more time.
But you are not the only one who picks where the story ends. Oh, no, that is not your power, little bookbinder. You find the edges, crowding in perception. It is not your job to change the story, but to know what happens and follow it to the end.
You cannot change who you will be. You cannot change what you are. You knew the moment you slipped down into the dark that you might need to do things you couldn't even imagine. That you might choose to do things you couldn't even imagine.
Don't you think, little bookbinder? Do you? Because for all your quick words and heavy swings...
One day, as the deck quavers and bends. One day you'll find your way back again, a way that isn't on the other side of the Starved Eye your vessel reaches for. Your body tied hastily to the wheel like cover and backplate to keep from falling off and skewing the course, what little space left between you and your target the final pages on a memoir you didn't know you were writing. Princess of the Skies will bear you the final way— and you've not amulets enough to avoid the blood debt that follows the splintering of the deck.
In all things, look to love.
London is a beautiful city from above, isn't it, Bookbinder? Messy. Ugly. Yours.
Open your eyes to a home you never thought you'd see again, the tearful, bloody gaze of your companion— your thief, your best friend, a kindred soul like no other you ever knew you could grasp— cavernous dust yet caked across her cheeks. Under your fingernails. Among thick strands of hair. There is still screaming outside, and you fancy some of it might not even be from fear.
It wouldn't be so bad to let the Surface wait a little longer.
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cogitrot · 1 year
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I've never been part of a Fallen London event before and I know this one just started but I am having SO much fun. My stats are in a really awkward place for this event (less than 70, WAY higher than 20) and I have no idea what any of these things are for and only the vague guarantee that some major catastrophe looms on the horizon, but that does not matter. I'm hiding under tablecloths with my little mushroom, and all is well.
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saturniidaeempire · 1 year
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wait ohmy god i just realized the entireplot ofthe horticultural show is essentially just that one fucking quote by bill wurtz. the sun is a deadly laser. fuck
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