Several months ago, I thought that I would test some painting techniques by painting a picture of sayaka from pmmm
it turned out better than I expected.
Chandra, my Fallen London main, back in the day when the worst they had to worry about was the Benthic cricketing team and how their newest novel would be received.
Not that they miss it, mind you…
(old art, but I’m still pretty proud of it)
you’re trapped in a room and the only escape is through a door that leads to the dangan ronpa fandom and the other leads to the snk fandom which do u choose
stay in that trapped room forever
so i guess you’d be stuck, then. perhaps in some kind of home.
tbh if that good omens radio adaptation turns out to be the best of queen on repeat for an hour over bbc radio 4 i won’t even be mad
Just Mutton Island. Though Venderbight does have a Carmine Chapel with Eatenesque overtones.Anonymous said:Follow up: Would a certain rat posting location be such an enclave?No, probably not. Just postmen.
I’m pretty sure that the Chapel of Lights is another
The audio drama, which begins recording today in a secret London location, has a cast including Colin Morgan (Merlin, The Fall) as Newton Pulsifer, Josie Lawrence (Skins, EastEnders) as Agnes Nutter and Paterson Joseph (Peep Show, Green Wing) as Famine, as well as a host of delightful cameos, from the Gardeners’ Question Time team to Neil and Terry themselves. Other cameos are set to delight listeners, but they are under wraps for now. Probably in a dusty occult bookshop in Covent Garden, but no one is quite sure. (x)
yoooo but like think about daemons in fallen london
would clay men and rubbery men have daemons??? would masters?
or maybe they find having your soul visible and bound to you some trite, vulnerable oddity humans have, unsuited for beings that know the chill of the void and the thrumming space between stars
the soul trade would be all kinds of terrifying though I mean it probably is terrifying already (I am not super familiar with spirifer lore admittedly) and devils would cherish daemons in a v unnerving way probably
urchin gangs would use settling as one of the easy ways to tell when someone’s soon to grow too old to stay with the gang
maybe beings lower on the chain would attempt to get daemons themselves (after all, the bazaar might sell even that for the right price)
how would death in the neath work for daemons??? do tomb colonists have daemons still, perhaps as bandaged as they are, or old and creaking and moldering away slowly?
what would the daemons of seekers look like
(the people on mutton island have no daemons because they all threw them down a fucking well)
Rubbery Men have daemons hard for humans to recognize, and when they undergo certain fatelocked changes in Flute Street, their daemons change with them (the machines go soul-deep).
Devils keep daemons in cages of brass, and the basements of the Embassy are full of them. Surfacers are unnerved by the sight of so many Londoners walking around daemonless, but devils insist they take quite good care of them, far better care than their humans ever did. Daemons and humans cause each other nothing but pain, according to a devil, and the link between them is so very unnecessary.
Seekers have Starveling Daemons. It’s a slow, unsettling transformation, and you don’t want to see it.
Cats don’t have daemons, but no one particularly thinks they should.
(P.S. Ask rukafais for masters’ daemons headcanons.)
I don’t think the Clay Men would have daemons, but the King with a Hundred Hearts would, and visitors to polythreme would occasionally catch a glimpse of it in the streets…
Masters should be more like panserbjorne, not having them and not really understanding why anyone would want them.
Flukes don’t, but rubberies do - all that human vital essence had some unexpected effects.
But all of that ignores the big question - Would the Bazaar have a daemon?
i rip open my jacket to reveal my tshirt emblazoned with a color coded shipping chart. when did these horns appear on my head? you will never know. somewhere in the background, black hole/green sun begins to play. hello and welcome to my three hour presentation on text paratext and authorial intent in homestuck acts 5.2 and 6. all the doors have disappeared. let’s start on slide 1 of 240 ,