An update from my dad's workbench. He's carved one of his sheet phantoms skipping over a waxed driftwood pebble, like some kind of seabed creature...

Congratulations! 🎉

Tabletop roleplaying game where you’re either pulled together by the romance of the archive or driven apart by worm-based infidelity.

It’s a free-to-play browser game! Behold: www.fallenlondon.com

Liz and I have started rating ourselves out of 10 Richards. Today I have a shockingly low Richard score.

Ohhhhh I love that actually. I will be spointing all over the shop from now on.

The cyberattack on The British Library in October 2023 knocked out ebooks and almost ever other computer thing there for years.

Ebooks just came back. They were knocked out everywhere using the BL’s license (legal deposit libraries I think? More libraries?)

Distributed physical copies matter.

“Uh Errol those first two aren’t very niche-“
SILENCE! Heinous Victorian pornography be upon ye.

@liz-shrikestudio.bsky.social and I have an upcoming podcast episode about this exact topic, but my expanded list (in order of obscurity) is:
- Swordspoint
- The King in Yellow
- Teleny *specifically* by way of Possession (the other one)

Oh my god I used to love this game!

“Just keep your arm straight” frankly we’ll be lucky if I’m vertical

6AM: outta the way gay boy I’m adjusting my sleep schedule
9AM: hopital

I have to wake up at 4AM tomorrow for a fencing tournament and then I actually have to do the fencing. prayer circle please

Omg GOTY

With our powers combined we could imagine a normal-sized amphibian!

To my friends from LiveJournal I still think about you Wonder if you finally quit, Do you still speak to your mom? I remember when you went to Japan How you swore you'd never forgive him. I can't remember to take my meds but I remember you wanted to live on a houseboat. It's a strange intimacy, all of us unspooling across decades of internet space Like balls of yarn leaving a trail behind us of everywhere and everyone we've ever been I hope you got your houseboat. I hope you got everything. -Hayley DeRoche

♥️

I don’t even keep reptiles and I still have nightmares where I’ve acquired an axolotl I am woefully unequipped to care for. And also it keeps getting smaller and smaller until it vanishes completely, which I assume is less of an issue IRL.

Anatomy of Melancholy asks important questions like “did a witch cause my depression?” And ”is it ethical to ask a different witch to fix my depression?”

A screengrab of a list: Their chief Names are as follows. Ellinor Roden, China Mary, Flying Horse Moll, Smal Coal Mary, Johannah the Ox-cheek Woman, Tub Nan, Sukey Pisquill, Garter Mary, Hardward Nan, Prety Criss, a Soldier of the 2d Regiment, Aunt England, a noted Soap Boyler, Pomegranate Molly, Orange Mary, an Orange Merchant near London-Bridge, Old Fish Hannah, Kate Hutton an old Man that never wears a Shirt, Thumbs and Waste Jenny, [p.39] Queen Irons, alias Pippin Mary, Hanover Kate, spouse to Pippin Mary, Miss Kitten, ( Oviat,) Rose Gudger, Black Moll, &c.

Tag yourself on this list of 18th century gay aliases

Omg the pinkest tummies on record

I’M BEING ATTACKED

Writing the Call of Cthulhu campaign I dreamed about playing in last night. What could possibly go wrong.

Quite a few northern ones, but I was thinking specifically of my Gramps, who’s from Hull. He always greets me with a “what’s tha know, then?”

We have a formal “you“! It’s “you“! We’re all just overpolite! (The informal is “thou” and some dialects still use it.) (Sorry I’m very passionate about this topic.)

I hadn’t read it for years and it still hits!

It DOES and you SHOULD say it

Selkie Stories Are for Losers I hate selkie stories. They�re always about how you went up to the attic to look for a book, and you found a disgusting old coat and brought it downstairs between finger and thumb and said �What�s …

The classic: strangehorizons.com/wordpress/fi...

For no especial reason I am recalling the time I drunkenly suggested the bartender at the Coolest Place In Town play Masayoshi Takanaka’s Rainbow Goblins and the madman actually played it.

They’re soooooooo long

the plan from the city council is to fade into the mists every 100 years