Jeremy Avalon
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8/25/2016
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and I figured this would probably be the first place I should repost it.
http://www.everjane.com
"Instead of raids, we will have grand balls. Instead of dungeons, we will have dinner parties."
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How we must glow; yes, I bet we look like snow.
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Sandi Gummy
Posts: 75
9/6/2016
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You are mistaken xDDDDD
edited by Sandi Gummy on 9/7/2016
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http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Julia~Jokes
Hello all I am new xD
You can play chess or do things with me ^^
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Parelle
Posts: 1084
9/6/2016
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"You sir, are a cad! "
*Cutting remark, +4 to damage
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Parelle, Lady Joseph Marlen. The Singular Librarian. A Midnighter, a Player of the Marvelous.
pages from a dusty bookshop: a badly updated FL changelog | Useful Guidance and Explanations
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Estelle Knoht
Posts: 1751
9/7/2016
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Jeremy Avalon wrote:
"Instead of raids, we will have grand balls. Instead of dungeons, we will have dinner parties."
When you quote it like this, the underlying implication of violence intensifies.
This sounds like a wonderful project, but I am extremely wary of the possibility that the game will contain loads of people looking to cyber.
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Estelle Knoht, a juvenile, unreliable and respectable lady.
I currently do not accept any catbox, cider, suppers, calling cards or proteges.
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Estelle Knoht
Posts: 1751
9/7/2016
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So, I just gave it a try. Took some screenshots. It is less open beta and more "alpha".
The server just went down for a patch (just the moment when more people from the IRC were joining in).
The one fun thing: I managed to push a lady out of the starting house into a guy's face with the RP pretense of setting them up. Turns out she is the tutorial NPC. The guy tried to roleplay and usher the lady back into the house, but she got stuck on the stairs. So I pushed her back into his face and let them stare at each other awkwardly.
Then after a few minutes a Town Crier showed up announcing the server closing for a patch. The guy was some sort of staff member, I presume, since he mentioned updating the forums for patch info OOC. Odd.
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Estelle Knoht, a juvenile, unreliable and respectable lady.
I currently do not accept any catbox, cider, suppers, calling cards or proteges.
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Sandi Gummy
Posts: 75
9/8/2016
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Can you post the screenshots, I want to show other people xDD
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http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Julia~Jokes
Hello all I am new xD
You can play chess or do things with me ^^
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Estelle Knoht
Posts: 1751
9/8/2016
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Well -
[spoiler]
It is kind of hard to read. The interface does not scale well, either.
Our heroine, into this brave new world of sensible love
The choice of difficulty is surprising, even if it is just "how much tutorial message" in the end. Which I can't tell the difference between on different characters.
Oh, Aunt Amelia.
A most ominous image. Am I being sold off?
(You can't actually learn anything yet)
THE FUNERAL HAS BEGUN. Jane Austen scoffs at the weaksauce melancholy of the Echo Bazaar!
A rundown of the stats -
Status: How much you are respected. Low means low life, high means high society.
Kindness: That most common quirk of Shepherds.
Duty: Steadfast.
Happiness: The lack of Melancholy.
Reputation: Renown. How well do people know you. Yes, in theory low Reputation and sky high Status mean no one know you but they should kiss the soil beneath your soles.
As befitting a scandalous, delirious, honey-mazed lady of the period, I disowned a stranger on the spot. That will teach him.
I also met a most curious woman, who offered to hire me without any sort of payment or duties.
I soon turned the tables on Bertha Sappho, firstly establishing my parental authority over her, then severing the non-existent marriage between us. Then I went away, victorious in some vaguely undefined way.
Being approached with another impudent, scandalous lady, I once again established my dominance of the village by disowning her on the spot.
Bored with merely disowning every strangers I meet, I set about exploring the most intricate gossip system of this society. First, you may choose to lie, or to ask about gossip, then pick out two people to spread gossip about what they did.
Alas, the ancient art of subtlety, intrigue and gossiping is lost to me. Alas! Alas! Woe is me!
Afterward, my opponent boasted of her latest achievement in autocannibalism. I slink away, defeated and dejected.
(I tried to move her around by ramming her with a carriage but because she is sitting and doesn't know how to stand she just get snap back to the spot like magnets. Then I logged out.)
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There is a gossiping system, but the lack of preposition means that more often than not you will just imply one player is engaging in slavery / cannibalism with another player as victim. Or toying with them like an object.
The game really isn't beta, at all - it is alpha, barebones with bones missing. Best to sit back and not judge it too harshly, I think.
(Or take a stab and spread all these autocannibalism gossip you wanted while simulateously marrying, adopting, hiring and proposing to the same person)
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Estelle Knoht, a juvenile, unreliable and respectable lady.
I currently do not accept any catbox, cider, suppers, calling cards or proteges.
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