#fl ocs

[the-masterless-press]

revising oc backstory feels like this:

"its okay... it wont take long, c'mere"

[the-insouciant-scientist]

This killed my wrist but I think it was worth it

[vonlipvig]

you two are dancing in a snow globe, 'round and 'round...

a little something for my fallen london pc jack and his boyfriend jerry the rubbery man, because they love each other very much and they deserve that love. and you know, sometimes a perfect couple can be a moderately successful author and his number one fan. who's a squid man. of course.

[im-ej-arts]

first three of my bag a legend lineup! this i would like to affectionately call "doesn't matter if they're out of their prime they will kick a millennia old bat's ass"

more to come soon!

individuals:

rowan asher, the frigid-hearted professor, owned by @the-avaricious-meddler

samuel weatherbee, the laconic captain, owned by @house-of-mirrors

and finally; betty horvat, the bumbling pugilist, owned by me!

[calamity-calliope]

Tried my hand at an original npc/lore character, so here is the Zailor-Martyr, first to suffer complete death for the glory of the Dawn Machine.

The Martyr goes back to the early days of the New Sequence, and the conflicts with the Revolutionaries. How exactly he died, however, is still debated.

Some say he sacrificed himself to foil a Revolutionary bomb plot, when he prematurely detonated an explosives-laden ship before it could reach its destination. Others still believe that he perished in a 1-v-all hand-to-hand combat against an unknown number of enemies, slaying many before falling.

In any case, his final actions earned him martyrdom. Nowadays, zailors and marines with the New Sequence carry an icon of him for safety and protection at zee.

[zeebreezin]

To Fill a Missing Piece

The Phosphorescent Engineer finds something that should have been destroyed, and falls out of tune with the rhythm of the Grand Geode for a moment.

Or, the young Officer Beverley is reminded of an old friend who chose freedom over what they’d built together.

Welcome to Sad Sequencer Sundayyyyy! Spent a good chunk of yesterday writing some Beverley Angst, please do enjoy (mind the tags though). I’m gonna include the full fic in a reblog for the folks that prefer to read on here. Let me know what you think!

[uniquezombiedestiny]

mae is very good at dueling

[nyctodromist]

making aus with your ocs is fun because you get to learn more about them in ways you might not have expected but one time i tried to make an scp au with my fallen london ocs and i took so much psychic damage from realizing what a good member of the foundation elias would be that i had to stop thinking about it

[ashleyrowan]

Annie's dreams are getting stranger and her amnesiac guest is still disturbingly pregnant. She'll be fiiiine.

[moonstruck-stormy]

Art trade with @the-dye-stained-socialite !!!!

Thank you I had fun! I should do this more often!

[the-masterless-press]

we interrupt our april fools' activity with mabel activities

[the-insouciant-scientist]

I just find it kind of hilarious that the Semi-Automated Mary Lloyd (Mari Lwyd) is found at the Fruits of the Zee and not. Christmas?? Anyways here's Harper having a rollicking good time running around. They're probably rap battling people for honey and black wings absinthe instead of the usual fare though lmao.

Conversation on the right reads:

Harper: Tis the season for Mari Lwyd!

Offscreen person: Don't you mean Mary Lloyd? (And isn't that a summer thing?)

Harper: Yeah Mari Lwyd that's what I said :-) (Well, Yes and No. Hope that helps!)

[vonlipvig]

henry and jack, the type of best friends that can't help but get the couple rumors started

[im-ej-arts]

revised betty's colours and gave her a more up-to-date ref

i also fixed her cape.

[calamity-calliope]

Thinking about Enoch and what will happen to him between the events of Sunless Seas and Sunless Skies, because my man is definitely not ending up in the High Wilderness, no sirree.

I have elected that the most likely thing to happen to him is that the British government ships him back to Kentucky. They don't care about travel costs, the man is a liability and he is bound to create issues.

Which raises questions about what happens when he returns to Kentucky. He's returning there a fundamentally changed man. His neighbors learn that this is not the same Enoch they knew. Maybe he's someone else entirely. This Enoch has sunlight in his eyes.

This Enoch sings hymns to himself while he works iron. The old Enoch was never a religious man, and these hymns of his aren't to the Good Lord in Heaven. This Enoch looks directly into the sun, as though trying to stare it down. This Enoch walks coatless out into the snow during the cold winters, always as warm returning as he was leaving.

And the people swear up and down that his eyes were a gentle blue once upon a time. Now they are a fierce gold, a color many a prospector has wept over. Nobody asks him about them though. Nobody wants to know.

Especially not after hearing all the stories he's told, about a sun beneath the surface of the earth, a sun made out of steel and iron. A sun that lived. A sun that commanded a fleet of glittering ships and a host of sailors to go along with them. A sun, he says, called the Dawn Machine.

Things are almost the way they once were. The farmers tend to their crops, the carpenter works his timber, and the blacksmith forges. But the blacksmith sings. Almost the way he once was.

[zeebreezin]

Trying to get the hang of drawing the Three Terrible Housemates! Hopefully I’ll have some bigger reference images soon, but here’s my FL ocs! I have a bit more about each of em’ in my pinned post & will be doing a full write up after I do some uni work