I’m very curious as to how many players have had Fallen London mythos crop up in their (real life) dreams, or indeed, simply dreamt about playing the game. I know I once came across some discussion on this in a thread here or in the IRC, but it eludes me now.
Well, I’ll start: last night, I dreamt that I received a "Rare" frequency card promising me "a billionty echoes" if I chose a certain storylet. However, I was in a hurry and decided I would leave the card for closer examination later, at which point I accidentally discarded it. Even after I woke up, it took me quite some time to calm down.
I had a dream that the Stone Pigs came alive in a special Fallen London event, and afterwards all the area headers still reflected the destruction they caused.
I’ve had Fallen London dreams as well. No specific plot points I can recall - but the setting is the same. And I am always trying to unravel secrets, oscillating between feeling perplexed, bemused, and on the verge of some terrible, awesome discovery.
I had a dream about playing Sunless Sea. There was this island in the Savior’s Rocks area, but it didn’t have any spiders on it … yet. Somehow they got introduced and the game turned into some 3D tactical game with the officers on one side and a bunch of giant spiders on the other. It was very strange in retrospect.
I did once, a while back. I was walking around the streets of Fallen London; either Veilgarden or Ladybones Road, I can’t remember which. Oddly enough, I was dressed in my actual clothes, rather than something more befitting of the setting. Nothing particularly exciting happened, though I think I saw a Jack murder somebody in the background.
Also of note is that the entire street was bathed in a sickly green, for some reason. The rest of the city clearly wasn’t like that, as alleys faded into darkness naturally enough, and at one point I glimpsed a side street lit by white light, but Veilgarden/Ladybrook Road was a strange, pale green.
Never specifically. That said, I used to have nightmares when I was younger about this dark figure. I’d see it from the corner of my eye, outside the screen door. I could never get a good look at it, but I always felt this deep terror, the sort of fear that makes you wake up bolt upright and dash dazedly into your parents room. I’d run for what felt like a long time through a small house. Inevitably, I’d always dash away towards a bathroom, and lock the door behind me. In a child’s mind, this makes sense. I’d look at the mirror and the lights would go out, and all I’d hear is this deafening noise like the THX sound, but in this warped, minor key, and the sound of deep laughter.
I don’t have dreams like this very often. But every once in a while I do, and now, it incorporates parts of the FL universe I find creepy. Like, now I’m running through a familiar parking complex, but I can see creepy spider things with eyes. And I still end up seeing a mirror, but now it’s glowing green and my reflection doesn’t sync up. Also there was a well one time. It was not a fun time.
Just last night I had an epic dream. It was a crossover between Avatar the Last Airbender, The Lord of the Rings, and The Hobbit; so a long epic journey with benders. Fallen London didn’t come into play very much, but I do remember being very depressed that Bilbo couldnt complete his ambition, because he had sold his soul, thusly he couldn’t be fulfilled.
I remember a dream on the night I was reading one of these trashy Chinese court intrigue novel. I think I was listening to some kids scheming to discredit a bunch of noble families and get them executed, only to have a westerner constantly come in and ask for some green gems to advance his artistic career. He is constantly coming in so the plot can’t be continued (I was dreaming in some odd blend of reading novel and first person experience I think) and have plot invulnerability.