Another horrid fallen london photo collage. Mr Cards, represented by a pallid bat head collaged onto a hunched brown robe, is fallen over, clutching its photo collaged wings to its head and screaming. A scattering of cards lie on the ground before it, including a Balatro jester, Exodia, and a Sliver Queen. All text is cut and pasted from Fallen London or dictionary.com. "A Heart-Wrenching Tragedy. Something colorful! Flowers? Don't be ridiculous. Playing cards, scattered in the gutter. Innocence savaged by uncaring destiny. The pain is a chorus, its every wound an echo. There is no salve for this, no physician who can make it right." "Your attraction to this card marks you out as Mr Cards." "You fall to the ground in pain; every stranger on the street looks at you with a puzzled look." The words "Faded grandeur" are pointing to the discarded cards. Mr Cards is shouting in the Correspondence, represented by a screencap of dictionary.com's definition for agony with the sigil for 'pain experienced at the apogee' in the place of the pronunciation button. Mr Cards Nightmares has increased to 6 - deranged!

This is the worst thing that's ever happened to me. #fallenlondon

average #fallenlondon experience

I just had a wonderful roleplaying experience in #FallenLondon. After eight real life years of play my character has evolved from being Destined to personally escape the doom that weighs on the city's future:at the cost of losing everything (the Road), through the darkness of hop

Another horrifying fallen london collage. A revolutionary, represented by a character from Les Miserables with dynamite collaged into his pocket, is accosting Mr Cards, a pallid bat photobash in a robe. The revolutionary has an arm poorly bashed onto him that is holding a Fallen London opportunity card. All text is photocut from Fallen London's website or wiki. Revolutionary: "The corrupt Masters of the Bazaar have held the government of London captive for too long. Betray the Masters of the Bazaar? Plotting against the Masters?" Mr Cards: "Do you know, I am of course, 'Mr Cards', Master of the Bazaar?" Revolutionary: "The best way to destroy the state is the one it could never expect." Mr Cards: "I'm afraid I can't help you." Revolutionary: "Whose side are you really on?" Mr Cards: "... a Master?" A helpful note indicates the opportunity card appears with Standard frequency. This will not be the last time Mr Cards is asked to blow itself up.

you know what time it is #fallenlondon

I love #fallenlondon. I was defending an upside down hanging city while it was under siege by creatures that can remove things from reality. Anyways, I need an item that I can get from a band of Scottish highwayman who are spotted along the train line from London to Hell.

A monstrous puppet face with eyes askew and a horrible smile.

#FallenLondon. Every Good Boy Deserves Fun. An excellent wee tale that I quite enjoyed. The Captivating Princess really is one of Fallen London's greatest monsters. Cheers, @failbettergames.com

"... are you keeping lizards in mirrorcatch boxes, M'lord Ambrose?"

"I am indeed. I've defended so many society matrons from gondoliers this week, I'm drowning in the damn things. Feel free to take some of them with you. NOT THAT ONE MAN! That's the one with my sandwiches in."

#FallenLondon

Portrait of a young woman wearing a tattered green moth mask with glowing orange eyes. She is leaning against a mirror and looking at the viewer with a strange glow in her eyes.

Echoes of Hallowmas 🦋

2025 sure was the year of the Moth for Poetess!

#FallenLondon #Hallowmas #Moth #art #illustration

A pixel art illustration of my Fallen London character, Samuel, walking into the dark waters of the zee as it laps and splashes over his head, with the false-stars glittering on the roof above. Underwater, bubbles flow from his mouth and trail behind his body. He is smiling, just a little bit. Text above the waves reads "til death do us embrace."

a little bit ago Fallen London added a marriage option where you can eschew human romance and COMMIT YOUR HEART TO THE ZEE!!!! its so so perfect for samuel............. i had to make pixel art about it #fallenlondon #fallenlondonoc

I genuinely wanted to help the tomb colonists and definitely had no desire to become a celebrity in #fallenlondon

A two-hour-old inbox message from Fallen London signaling the arrival of Time, the Healer (weekly reset), notably in a format of a bulletpoint list instead of a single paragraph for all the character updates. Full text below: Memory fades; pain departs; rewards arrive! You may have a Professional Payment waiting at your Lodgings; wounds and other hazards have faded, as has your reputation in the public eye. You may also have received Fleeting Recollections, which will allow you to remove Irrigo, if you have any. A Connoisseur of Neathy Delights has not changed from 9 because it's lower than 10. Favourable Circumstance has not changed from 1 because it's higher than 0. Whispers Behind Mrs Chapman's has not changed from 1 because it's higher than 0. Creditor's Quiescence has not changed from 2 because it's higher than 1. Wounds has dropped to 2 - Scratches and Bruises! An occurrence! Your 'An Earnest of Payment' Quality is now 1! You've gained 1 x Professional Perk (new total 3). Nightmares has dropped to 1 - Wary! An occurrence! Your 'Free Evening' Quality is now 5! You've lost 1 x Notability (new total 12 - A full half-page of Slowcake's Exceptionals is devoted to you. The illustration errs on the side of flattery. Two Parliamentarians and an Admiral mention in their own entries that they are 'aficionados' of your work. Which work exactly is not clear). An occurrence! Your 'Making Waves' Quality is now 3! A Consequence of your Ambition – is now In one more week, you can collect a reward. Your 'A Beneficence' Quality has gone!

Special thanks to whoever at Failbetter is responsible for this #fallenlondon update, i don't even read these anymore but there are most likely at least some players who do care (yes I never remember to read the patchnotes on the site)

Another horrid Fallen London photo collage. Mr Cards is depicted by a pallid bat head cut and pasted onto a brown cloak. A bat wing is holding a fan of advertisement cards. It is sneaking into a church lit green by foxfire candles. Mr Cards looks very pleased with itself. Behind, the Bishop of St Fiacre stands, with an insect larva head, staring at the candles. All text is cut and pasted from Fallen London. "They call me 'Mr Cards,' of course because I creep into church and leave trade cards in the hymn books where you are not strictly supposed to to get Proscribed Material (4,643) so that I can pay Homage to the paper-man and Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is Increasing..." Next to the bishop, cut and paste text reads "He seems rather distracted by its delicious greenish glow" There are text cutouts reading "excess cards" and "Mr Cards" with helpful red arrows pointing to their respective signifieds, but a third cut-out next to them reads "indistinguishable"

Did you realize when you named me Mr Cards you were ensuring there would no longer be a single advertisement in London I was not responsible for #fallenlondon

Another horrid Fallen London collage. The banded sleuth, represented as a gray-scale tiger with a trenchcoat and trilby cut and pasted on themself; the honey-addled detective, represented by Benedict Cumberbatch in a poorly-pasted deerstalker hat, holding a glass of sherry and with a bear-shaped bottle of honey in his coat; Mr Cards, a pallid bat head pasted onto a cloak, with two bat wing-hands holding a fan of cards. All text is cut and pasted from Fallen London, and is sort of just pasted all over. "The Banded Sleuth, a tiger, sitting on the floor and still looming over the rest of you." "The Honey-Addled Detective, glumly swirling a glass of sherry." "How do you know these people, exactly?" with "Searing Enigma" next to it and a red arrow pointing at the phrase. "wretched memory?" "lost mind?" the Irrigo symbol. The Bottle of Black Wings Absinthe inventory pop-up. The symbol for the city of Irem. Question marks fill the screen. Mr Cards looks surprised and distressed.

WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE #fallenlondon

Another horrid Fallen London collage. Mr Cards is exchanging poorly photocollaged Partial Maps for a Searing Enigma. The Salty Fabulist says "... everything I've ever told you was a lie. Except this. Mr Spices, Mr Iron, the rest, aren't the Masters of the Bazaar. They're its pets." Mr Cards' brow is furrowed in thought. It is imagining a scene in the High Wilderness where it is flying through space. It is wearing a collar, whose retractable leash is held in the claws of a space crab who has the Tower of Pisa, the Seattle Space Needle, and the Fire Island Lighthouse on its back. Two pigs with rocket exhausts are providing its movement. Mr Cards is wistful but incredulous about the idea.

This wasn't in my orientation pamphlet.

Do I get to pick what color my collar is. #fallenlondon

A poorly made collage of Fallen London. The Bishop of Southwark is depicted as Sandow the Strongman with a bishop's mitre on his head. Mr Cards is a cloak with a pallid bat face shopped onto it. There is a rubbery hound represented by a dog with an octopus pasted onto its head. A very large vampire bat looms at the edge. All dialogue is clipped from Fallen London or wiktionary. Bishop of Southwark: "I've got a wings-of-thunder bat from the Elder Continent. I have high hopes of breeding it to good purpose. I want you to find me a breedable creature. Breed the Rubbery Hound." Mr Cards: (Thinking): 'Mr Hearts wishes to comment on your results. "My brethren and I have enjoyed your creatures greatly." Mr Cards: (Speaking) kinkshame Verb 2.(transitive) To mock, shame, or condemn (a sexual preference or fetish). The words "breedable creature" circle Mr Cards face. It looks especially distressed. The mouse cursor hovers contemplatively over the Perhaps Not button.

It's SO awkward when you meet a co-worker at one of THESE kinds of events. #fallenlondon

A terrible photocollage. Mr Cards, represented by a bat head poorly shopped onto a cloak, stands aboard a poorly cut-out boat staring at Wolfstack Docks, edited to be frowning, distressed. A toy dragon is edited into the skyline, breathing fire. Fallen London game text is cut and pasted into the scene: "Your Nightmares have risen too high! A distant shadow shrieks like thunder. You stand alone, lit red by its fires. Destination: London Deep Dark, is aflame. Disembark PERHAPS NOT. A Nightmares increase has been aggravated by an item you're wearing. It cannot withstand this for long." The word "It" is circled and pointed at Mr Cards itself.

Hell of a thing to return from the Elder Continent to. #fallenlondon

A Feast Of The Rose arting for FallenFoxtail on Tumblr of their FLOCs! ❤️🌹 #fallenlondon

Fallen london ad with a dragon on the front, the paper reads "CITY BESET BY DRACONIC DREAMS!"

🚨🚨🚨ATTENTION🚨🚨🚨

DRAGONS – AS IN, ACTUAL DRAGONS, QUADRUPEDAL FLYING TAILED BIG MAWED CUDDLY MURDER MACHINES – ARE NOW IN #FALLENLONDON CANON.

THIS IS NOT A DRILL. I REPEAT: THIS IS NOT A DRILL

//brb fighting dragons (love this game) #fallenlondon

A horrid photobash. Mr Cards, represented by a cut and paste bat head on a shoddy robe, with a poorly edited bat wing holding Magic the Gathering cards on the left; Mr Apples, represented by a shoddy vampire bat head shopped into a cloak, with a bat hand holding a stock photo of apples. All dialogue is text clipped from Fallen London or dictionary dot com. Mr Cards: Gambling for Yachts? Mr Apples: But, my dear, of course you should come and play! Mr Cards: hustle (1 of 2) verb: to lure less skillful players into a competing against oneself at (a gambling game) Mr Cards: Renown: The Marvellous - your prowess has given rise to a new superstition: the other players are reluctant to speak your name, in case you steal their luck! Mr Apples is going to lose its yacht.

you all have to deal with my incoherent fandom shitpost collages sometimes too now deal with it #fallenlondon

miserable beast from #fallenlondon

A photo of a museum display of wooden shabtiu.

More of the same display, showing shabtiu and ushabtiu in different materials.

These Second City relics certainly aren’t up to anything…are they? #fallenlondon @failbettergames.com

Blog header showing the headshots of the Poetess.

The February 2024 art journal is now PUBLIC!

- Making of the 'smoking Pino' fanart
- Making of my Poetess character sheet!

Time flies. But it was a good month for art, back when. 🐝

ko-fi.com/post/Monthly...

#KoFi #FallenLondon

Three outfits for the Poetess: scholarly (a white blouse with wide sleeves and blue details, a brown skirt with lines, and brown leather boots with bright orange laces and sole. The back of this outfit is also shown. The poetess has her fingers stained with indigo ink.); honey-dreams (a brown off-shoulder striped dress with leather clincher and ankle boots); business (emerald green top with a shoulder cape, dark navy pants tucked into black striped socks and flat leather shoes with an emerald sole).

Face side- and frontal view, jewelry details (moon-and-stars hair decoration, and a hair comb with a bright sun and purple-winged insects), an official portrait, and two make-up looks: honey-sipping and Arbor of roses.

On today's old art #ThrowbackThursday: the 2024 character sheet for my Fallen London character, The Starry-Eyed Poetess! I miss drawing her...

(My character sheet commissions are open, if you'd like one for yourself!)

#FallenLondon #art #CharacterSheet

Screenshot from Fallen London. Main text (accompanying a picture of part of an old-fashioned gun) reads "The brasswork on the gun almost seems to glint. Power rides your arm like a grappling snake."

Got my first tattoo (The Hunt) from Millicent in #FallenLondon.

Plaintive recurring request on the #fallenlondon subreddit: "Could someone explain the newest chapter of Firmament?"

love to see some artifacts relevant to the current major story in #FallenLondon!! happy birthday to the Last Duchess even though she is the absolute worst

Are any of my followers #FallenLondon players?

A screenshot of two lines of text from the browser game Fallen London. Text reads: One of your zailors nearly faints. There's enough riches buried here to pay your entire crew's gambling debts, twice over. You've gained 153,547 x Stashed Treasure (new total 158,011).

*monocle pops*

(For context: Yes, that is A LOT. Like, WAY more than I would expect to get from doing this. 👀)

#fallenlondon

An image of a club meeting in a well lit room above a closed shop, in the dinghy streets of Fallen London. |A stylised candle hangs on a sign outside. "THE CANDLEFINDER SOCIETY" is writ large above in a pulp-y font and the case of the Wayward Will and the Chandler's Mask are announced in smaller text.

Hey @failbettergames.com - I've just finished escorting the Urchin Detective around assorted zee locations and I just wanted to let you know that the Candlefinder Society investigation stories in #FallenLondon are all lovely. Enjoyable, and engaging, often funny, clevery written. You should do more.