Professor Wensleydale of Hardwick
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29 days ago
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Catherine Raymond wrote:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whitsun
The Wikipedia entry makes the point that Whitsun is the seventh Sunday after Easter. Draw your own conclusions.
Oh boy. This is going to be interesting.
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Sir Wensleydale of Hardwick- Monochromatic Myrmidon, Newspaper Editor, Legendary Charisma.
Mr Netae- SEEKING MR EATEN'S NAME
Aaron Wimbleton- Private Detective. Some Medical Experience.
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Winthropx
Posts: 166
29 days ago
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Snort wrote:
It's going to be spiders, isn't it? Why does it always have to be spiders?
It doesn't have to be spiders. Maybe it’s an insect or a crustacean of some sort.
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Bishop Winthrop, a kind-hearted soul
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Rostygold
Posts: 346
29 days ago
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Deathjack999 wrote:
I don't get it. Me neither.
Sometimes, the fiction in this game is so much a mish-mash of the stuff from British authors, I can't even recognize a single damn thing.
Also, if that's a bug, that's hardly the first bug-fiction that I have read before.
I wouldn't be surprised if it wants to wear a top hat.
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Gul al-Ahlaam
Posts: 225
29 days ago
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Maybe it's a new seasonal event? It's kind of quiet on those between The Feast of the Rose and The Election, so having something for the end of Pentecost could be away to keep interest and new stuff going on even when there aren't huge updates happening.
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The Uncanny Hierophant.
The Jewel-Eyed Prince.
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Catherine Raymond
Posts: 2518
29 days ago
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And I just realized something. Easter was April 12. May 11 is a MONDAY, not Sunday, and Sunday, May 10 is the FOURTH Sunday after Easter in 2020 (though perhaps things are, as they often are, different in the Neath). Whitsunday this year is May 31.
edited by cathyr19355 on 4/24/2020
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Cathy Raymond
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Catherine Raymond aka Mrs. Rykar Malkus http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/Catherine%20Raymond (Gone NORTH)
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Catherine Raymond
Posts: 2518
29 days ago
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Snort wrote:
It's going to be spiders, isn't it? Why does it always have to be spiders?
Or bats. It could be bats. That protuberance *could* be the claw at the tip of a bat's wing. Or a Master's wing, perhaps?
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Cathy Raymond
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Catherine Raymond aka Mrs. Rykar Malkus http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/Catherine%20Raymond (Gone NORTH)
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Waterpls
Posts: 324
29 days ago
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In orthodox christian church Whitsun == Holy Trinity Day. But there in no G-d in FL... and three is not the number...
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Long grinds: Heptagoat 100/180; Cider Done; Correspondence 21/21; Paramount 4/4.
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Aberrant Eremite
Posts: 362
28 days ago
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Winthropx wrote:
Snort wrote:
It's going to be spiders, isn't it? Why does it always have to be spiders?
It doesn't have to be spiders. Maybe it’s an insect or a crustacean of some sort.
Earwigs, I will grant you. Crabs, perhaps. But not serpents!
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Hieronymus Drake: Gentleman scholar, big-game hunter, scar-faced aristocrat. Remarkably sane, all things considered.
Tanith Wyrmwood: Longshanks cat-burglar; Bohemian author; now, perhaps, something more. Bubbly, expressive, and affectionate. It’s not only still waters that run deep.
Telemachia Lee: Gentle lady by birth, brawling Docker by choice. Good company in the drunk tank.
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ChangelingChilde
Posts: 231
28 days ago
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So not exactly an Easter egg, then. (Seven is the number . . .)
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DO you recall how the Hunger began?
I'm sorry, my darling, I don't think I can!
OUT past the High Wilderness and beyond
I fear I've gone Seeking, for of Him I'm fond.
--The Elfin Cannibal
Seven scars, seven chains, a soul too stained for Hell, and seven sainted candles burning at the well.
Gone to Grieve on the 17th day of the 7th month, 1897. Will be Vake-hunting next.
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the old man
Posts: 381
27 days ago
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*smiles* so is everyone ready to devour and possibly be devoured, I know I amn't
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an old irish spy from the colonies, somewhat irrigo impaired but still sharp as a tack. friendly enough just don't mention parabola he gets awfully melancholic. (an honorary cat my life is complete)
https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/The%20old%20man
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign
Posts: 76
27 days ago
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Aberrant Eremite wrote:
Winthropx wrote:
Snort wrote:
It's going to be spiders, isn't it? Why does it always have to be spiders?
It doesn't have to be spiders. Maybe it’s an insect or a crustacean of some sort.
Earwigs, I will grant you. Crabs, perhaps. But not serpents!
I see you know what’s UP with the Whitsun.
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-House of Ydell-
It's only when you cannot hear the bats, that is when the bats are coming. This is the only advice I have to give.
{Feel free to request my presence for any Correspondent needs, plant battles, duels, chess, whatever. It might take me a moment to a day to respond, but I will.)
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Ixc
Posts: 365
26 days ago
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The spiders and Pentecost angle makes me think of a church of spiders in their Sunday best, listening politely to a sermon. Given all of Fallen London's strangeness, it's not impossible.
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Pleased to meet you. Ixc, spy and detective. Inventor of the Correspondence Cannon.
Are you a Paramount Presence? Record your name here. For posterity, of course.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
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the old man
Posts: 381
26 days ago
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*coughs politely* imagine for one second you fell into our lovely city just last year, you have a vague inkling of what de gustibis is, and you have not a d--m clue what in gods name this whitsun business is, would someone inform me or is it best I don't know?
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an old irish spy from the colonies, somewhat irrigo impaired but still sharp as a tack. friendly enough just don't mention parabola he gets awfully melancholic. (an honorary cat my life is complete)
https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/The%20old%20man
no plant battles please for the love of god
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign
Posts: 76
26 days ago
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the old man wrote:
*coughs politely* imagine for one second you fell into our lovely city just last year, you have a vague inkling of what de gustibis is, and you have not a d--m clue what in gods name this whitsun business is, would someone inform me or is it best I don't know?
I've been here like 5 years & I know it's a day. Like, a single day. But I'm not sure everyone can participate, it used to be a select few (I think). It's card you draw on that day, it's a gold one, that offers you money for rare items you might still have on you for whatever reason. You can turn in violet amber, master's blood, a St. Cerise's candle.... then they pay you. It can be a great way to make echo's depending on what you have. Bear in mind, I have never gotten this card EVER. So, that's all I got.
Imagine being here five years & you've only pieced that much together & you still have no idea why we have that day or where it came from or what the point is. It's the 'Neath. I gave up figuring things out a long time ago. Just before Sunless Sea's came out... the minute I heard we could properly explore the Zee, I was like "Welp, I'm NEVER gonna catch up on the lore now unless I am a lorn fluke,"
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-House of Ydell-
It's only when you cannot hear the bats, that is when the bats are coming. This is the only advice I have to give.
{Feel free to request my presence for any Correspondent needs, plant battles, duels, chess, whatever. It might take me a moment to a day to respond, but I will.)
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign
Posts: 76
26 days ago
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign wrote:
... the minute I heard we could properly explore the Zee, I was like "Welp, I'm NEVER gonna catch up on the lore now unless I am a lorn fluke,"
Or were you asking what Whitsun is? Because that is new & "no one" knows, right now it's just a scary poster. With an egg. That has something hatching. An egg that looks cosmogone. But I mean, that probably means nothing. Say, have you climbed the Dome of Scales yet? Amazing view up there of the Parabola Sun.... just amazing. (*coughsjournalcoughs*)
edited by TheLampades on 4/27/2020
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It's only when you cannot hear the bats, that is when the bats are coming. This is the only advice I have to give.
{Feel free to request my presence for any Correspondent needs, plant battles, duels, chess, whatever. It might take me a moment to a day to respond, but I will.)
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Optimatum
Posts: 3666
26 days ago
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign wrote:
I've been here like 5 years & I know it's a day. Like, a single day. But I'm not sure everyone can participate, it used to be a select few (I think). It's card you draw on that day, it's a gold one, that offers you money for rare items you might still have on you for whatever reason. You can turn in violet amber, master's blood, a St. Cerise's candle.... then they pay you. It can be a great way to make echo's depending on what you have. Bear in mind, I have never gotten this card EVER. So, that's all I got.
To clarify, De Gustibus was an event that occurred twice in the game's history, in 2014 and 2015. Failbetter unlocked a storylet for one day where, as you say, people could trade in rare items for money. The only reason it's more memorable than other retired snippets is that players could excange Master's Blood for a Sealed Copy of the Crimson Book, an exclusive item equivalent in value. People expected it to return in 2016, so its retirement was more memorable than that of other events with unique items.
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Optimatum, a ruthless and merciful gentleman. No plant battles, Affluent Photographer requests, or healing offers; all other social actions welcome.
 Want a sip of Cider? Just say hi!
PM me for information enigmatic or Fated. Though the forum please, not FL itself.
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PSGarak
Posts: 834
26 days ago
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign wrote:
Say, have you climbed the Dome of Scales yet? Amazing view up there of the Parabola Sun.... just amazing. (*coughsjournalcoughs*)
I should visit again sometime. See if the view is any different, since... the incident. The incident with the circus strongwoman and the orphanage attendant.
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign
Posts: 76
26 days ago
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Optimatum wrote:
The only reason it's more memorable than other retired snippets is that players could excange Master's Blood for a Sealed Copy of the Crimson Book, an exclusive item equivalent in value.
This explains the whispers & murmurs around it 100%.
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It's only when you cannot hear the bats, that is when the bats are coming. This is the only advice I have to give.
{Feel free to request my presence for any Correspondent needs, plant battles, duels, chess, whatever. It might take me a moment to a day to respond, but I will.)
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Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign
Posts: 76
26 days ago
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PSGarak wrote:
Her Ladyship The Ydell Sovereign wrote:
Say, have you climbed the Dome of Scales yet? Amazing view up there of the Parabola Sun.... just amazing. (*coughsjournalcoughs*)
I should visit again sometime. See if the view is any different, since... the incident. The incident with the circus strongwoman and the orphanage attendant.
It's merely a different view, but with both viewpoints, it offers quite a lot of.... foresight. Maybe a bit of hindsight as well.... cracks don't always let the light in. Sometimes they let it out.
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It's only when you cannot hear the bats, that is when the bats are coming. This is the only advice I have to give.
{Feel free to request my presence for any Correspondent needs, plant battles, duels, chess, whatever. It might take me a moment to a day to respond, but I will.)
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Hannah Flynn
Administrator
Posts: 491
25 days ago
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Whitsun is coming: a new festival in Fallen London!
Eggs have abruptly appeared all over London – in bath tubs, balanced on chimneys, nestled in sofas, tucked in the holds of docked ships. And they're vast ones, the size of a beer barrel, an over-rounded dog, a prize-winning marrow.
Acquire an egg. Apply augmentations to it, if you like, then attempt to hatch it. Why not? The d___ed things are everywhere. What will happen when they hatch? Who knows!
We know many of you will want to prepare for the festival. There is nothing in particular that you need to do in advance. However, note that the Apicius Club, connoisseurs of novel flavours, will be reconvening for the festivities, and willing to take all manner of delicacies off your hands.
Whitsun will begin on 11th May 2020, and conclude on the 22nd.
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Wields the news canon, aboard the hype train.
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