RUIN TO OUR CITY, A Collaborative Effort.

Here’s the pitch.

State something within this thread. Anything. Anything relating to Fallen London, be it the story, browser / app, the people who made it, whatever meta-quality you could possible think of, or what-have-you.

What you say becomes canon.


Go.

“Fallen London” does not exist. Its story was never written. This forum does not exist either.

Checkmate, atheists!

What remains of Mr Eaten is gathered in many warm blankets and given lots of warm broth and water. Through a lot of Neathy magic it regains a physical body and grieves through a lot of its betrayed-feelingness and ends up feeling much better before going somewhere it can feel loved and appreciated in whatever way giant space-bats can feel loved and appreciated. Also I’m married to the Pirate-Poet in a pleasant house with thousands of weasels and the Last Constable is happy.
edited by Iona Dre’emt on 3/6/2018

The Manager of the Royal Beth is fed feetfirst into a woodchipper.

Every Snuffer is happy and safe.

Everyone is Mr. Eaten.

The Jovial Contrarian ran for Mayor again and beat Feducci.

Also, my Constable survived :(

The reinstatement of Knife-and-Candle (I’ve heard about it, but it’s before my time).

A long-term consequence (could be in the form of an infrequent card) based on what you do with the location of the Nadir.

Extremely powerful hydraulics are attached to every carriage in London. Each and every inhabitant of London also acquires their own carriage through the charity of an unknown benefactor.

Shroom hopping in carriages becomes the newest craze to sweep London, everyone and their inconvenient aunt participate. The flit becomes a warzone filled with crashed carriages. Whenever someone crashes their carriage, they find the next day that they have a brand new one waiting for them outside their door.

Vake hunters weaponize the carriages and crash them into the vake whenever they spot him, putting an end to his reign of terror. Nowhere is safe from the carriages. The Masters are forced to enact a Tragedy Procedure when the Revolutionaries lay seige to the Bazaar by loading carriages they steal from throughout London with explosives and bouncing them into its spires.
edited by Addis Rook on 3/6/2018

A constellation of unusually magnanimous Judgments adopts the Dawn Machine and, through care and love, they raise it to be their shining star.

The Honey Addled Detective was elected as London’s Mayor.

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This should be a mobile game, in the vein of Angry Birds :)

De Gustibus occurs every year.

Mr Eaten was elected London’s mayor. Chaos ensues.

Next years mayoral candidates are a seeker, an utterly livid bat, and Mt Nomad

All spirifers are arrested and fed to the Cantigaster.
Also a Misunderstood Genius invents a flamethrower and decides to try it out by roasting that d***ed spider council at the Docks. Ewwww, spiders.
edited by Phèdre Delaunay on 3/7/2018

Next years mayor election is a tie between The Topsy King and His Amused Lordship resulting in them both sharing the office. Many sitcom style hilarious misadventures ensue throughout the year because of this arrangement.

You can feed your Aunt, Devils, and the Struggling Artist to your plant.

The Masters take wing and go find a better employer.

Hedonistic characters successfully take over London and bring in a era of total debauchery.

Failbetter actualy releases a x rated side game in the FL style based on this called Fallen London After Dark.

It is a smash hit.
edited by Kylestien on 3/7/2018