 crazyroosterman Posts: 187
3/17/2017
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I love all these answers. For me, it'd probably have to be the Faded Morning Suit, which currently serves as my profile picture. It was one of the first items I purchased after arriving in Fallen London. It's a reminder of simpler times and humbler means. i have similar feelings towards my squeak less boots for very similar reasons.
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 An Individual Posts: 589
3/17/2017
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Moderatly Co-operative Clothes Colony
Honorable Mention: 'For Your Own Good' Compass
-- An Individual's Profile The RNG giveth and the RNG taketh away. Goat Farming or Cider Brewing? This browser extension may help. Want a Cider sip? Please refer to this guide before requesting. Scholaring the Correspondence? A Brief Guide to Courier's Footprint. Contemplating Oblivion? First Steps on the Seeking Road. Gone NORTH? Opened the gate? Throw your character in a well.
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 Loulou Posts: 51
3/19/2017
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For Ellia, it's probably A Boutonnière of Fresh Carnations. It's a beautiful reminder of one of my favorite Fallen London storylines, it's representative of my character's deepest desire (which is to someday return to the surface, hence my second, rather more cliché choice, which would have been a Vision of the Surface), and on top of that carnations are actually my favorite flower irl.
-- Dr. Emmaline Anders, Open to most social actions, and accepting all calling cards.
Lieutenant Balzac Thibault, seldom seen in public and rarely (if ever) available for social actions.
Rest in love, Lady Ellia Stoneham, gone NORTH at last.
Open to PMs if you're looking for help with affairs 'enigmatic'.
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 Luke McBowltrick Posts: 21
3/29/2017
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My old Prisoner Mask: I've got much better objects to show off, but this is a good reminder.
-- Detective of the mundane and the phantasmagorical alike, hunter of secret beasts and beastly secrets.
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 Hattington Posts: 210
3/30/2017
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I'm going to go with the Judgement's Egg.
As a symbol of what I want to achieve come Sunless Skies.
-- The Dawnburnt Vake-Rider: https://www.fallenlondon.com/Profile/Hattington
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 motherofpigeons Posts: 18
4/6/2017
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Darkdrop coffee. Freaky, lively, bittersweet and a best friend of any hardworking artist.
-- http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Mother%20of%20Pigeons Another new face in Fallen London - a writer lady who carves her path to the nobility. Likes art, beautiful women, animals and dangerous secrets of the Neath. Watchful - 71, Shadowy - 80, Dangerous - 73, Persuasive - 115. PoSI. For now any social interactions are appreciated, except Seeking.
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 reaperOscuroCore Posts: 41
4/6/2017
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The Starveling Cat! The Starveling Cat! Sits in my soul! Tastes rather foul!
-- Arden Terraward -a gentleperson on the search for...EVERYTHING. http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Arden%20Terraward
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 screechfox Posts: 19
4/30/2017
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Personally, the Queer Soul. For self-explanatory reasons.
-- Ten Carmine - The Masked Authoress, currently residing in the Brass Embassy.
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 folklore364 Posts: 136
5/1/2017
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I'd have to go with a pair of irrigo glasses, or basically a person who lives in scrimshander. I like finding more information and helping others find it, sanity is optional.
-- A correspondent who hungers for knowledge. May have doomed london to war with Hell. http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/folklore364
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 NathanielSterben Posts: 36
5/2/2017
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for me, if i don't go with a certain enigmatic item notorious for disappearing then i would go with my destiny of gloom
-- My metaphysical interpretation in the neath: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/NathanielSPACESYMBOLSterben
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 IgnatuStone Posts: 208
5/2/2017
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Without a doubt the sulky bat. He understands me.
-- http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Ignatus~Stone
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 Pnakotic Posts: 266
5/21/2017
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The Sky-Story resonates with me in a peculiar fashion.
-- J. Ward Dunn, Glassman
Book of All Hours 9:99: Journey's end in lover's meeting. Progress is ascendancy.
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 The Atumian Sputum Posts: 137
5/21/2017
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A Faceted Decanter of Drownie Effluvia.
Drownies and lots of melodramatic crying. I don't think I could sum myself up better.
-- Straight outta Dahut.
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 xKiv Posts: 846
5/21/2017
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Bad End?
-- https://www.fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/xKiv - a witchful, percussive, dangermous and shadowry scholar of coexplodence, hopsidirean, and walker of fallen kitties.
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 Ludwig Von Wolfgang Posts: 7
5/21/2017
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Definitely a Weeping Scar. The whole idea of something soo normal as a scar mixed with something completely otherworldly perfectly matches, in my opinion, the tone of Fallen London.
-- http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Dan~Nerouch
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 Aronia Posts: 36
5/22/2017
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While my character is something like a Fecund Amber Tiara, I myself am the Moderately Co-operative Clothes Colony. Just that particular degree of chaos. Yes.
-- Lucy van Helsing, phantom de sa fille, a breathtaking and inescapable lady, spending most of her time among the Bohemians, the Devils and the Society. I don't loiter right now, but I like chess and coffee, Strage Pranks, Bifurcated Dreams and the like. I also accept Calling Cards. Ask this shady individual to loiter or help with Menaces if you'd like. Out of Skulls for now, though.
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 Passionario Posts: 777
5/23/2017
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Book of Hidden Bodies.
-- Passionario: Profile, Story, Ending Passion: Profile, Appearance
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 Lallinka Posts: 138
5/23/2017
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"Judgemental Hat" probably. Both because its name and its stats just suit me perfectly.
-- Lallinka is accepting any social interactions as soon as my actions allow it. No Loitering and no Photographer, please. Available for interviews about Nemesis and a Midnighter for Orphanages.
Ragish is accepting everything, including Loitering and Photographer. Available for interviews about Heart's Desire and a Crooked-cross for Salons.
Pienkava is freshly out of prison and will need charity to survive in the harsh streets of London. Have pity, she is only fifteen.
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