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Masters of the Bazaar: A Master-Post Pt. 2 (Updated 7/23/14)

zackoak:

SPOILER WARNING FOR LATE-GAME CONTENT IN FALLEN LONDON

This continues my guide to Fallen London’s most enigmatic and interesting characters, The Masters of the Bazaar. This guide includes their domains, their personality, and choice quotes from or about them.  More will be found below the cut:

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Masters of the Bazaar: A Master-Post Pt. 1 (updated 7/23/14)

zackoak:

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR LATE-GAME FALLEN LONDON/SILVER TREE CONTENT BELOW THE CUT! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

This is the updated version of my guide to the Masters of the Bazaar! It includes the information on their domain of trade, their personality, where they can be encountered in game, and some quotes highlighting their nature and/or motivations. This list has some pretty heavy spoilers, so read at your own peril. If you have any questions, feel free to send me an ask!

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Have you been praised for what a wonderful reference your posts on the Masters of the Bazaar are recently? No? Well now you have! (If 'yes,' now you have even more!)

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THANK YOU

eakies:

getting a note on a super old post

zubat:    [dog voice] oof

Once in a while, it really hits people that they don’t have to experience life in the way they have been told to.
Alan Knightley  (via monkeyknifefight)

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yungterra:

you can tell a movie is going to be a shitty, forgettable comedy when the font they use for the movie’s title in advertisements looks

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basically every adam sandler movie ever

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marshmallowviscera:

people talkin like “I thought this was supposed to be the future where are my flying cars”

yall do know that surgeons recently 3D printed a new skull for a woman and that we have machines who learn and recognize themselves in mirrors and recently we found a galaxy that SHOULDN’T EXIST

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fuck flying cars, guys

Can we have flying cars /and/ artificial skulls, please?

Not unless you want to experience shitty drivers and drunk drivers with two more directions that they can kill you or total you car in.

marshmallowviscera:

people talkin like “I thought this was supposed to be the future where are my flying cars”

yall do know that surgeons recently 3D printed a new skull for a woman and that we have machines who learn and recognize themselves in mirrors and recently we found a galaxy that SHOULDN’T EXIST

like

fuck flying cars, guys

lovejoyjohnlock:

avengersincamphalfbloodstardis:

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brella:

tragic backstories explain bad deeds but they do not excuse them

  • tragic backstories explain bad deeds but they do not excuse them

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Backstories that explain actions but don’t excuse them are what makes characters great.

The Week of Bek - Retrospective

So, this week I saw Bek for the first time in person, and it was every bit as wonderful as I hoped it could be, and more. I already miss being in Washington, and I am jonesing for Bek-snuggles. The last four days were absolutely phenomenal, Sunday stress aside. Thursday was full of wonderful cuddles, kisses, and exploring Jennings Park, where there was the most *amazing* view of a stream and field of reeds just as the sun set over the trees. Bek couldn’t have timed that better. We had ice cream, and ate at a Mongolian grill place where you choose your ingredients for a big fry-up on a circular grill, and then get a huge bowl o’ food. It was *delicious.* Friday was begun with hotel breakfast, then taking a nap together before it was time to check out.

The hotel did end up putting a hold on my account since they expected me to be there through Saturday, and I wish I’d paid cash instead. That led to a lot of stress about how I could have, would have, should have spent money, and put a damper on things for a bit, until I called mom and talked it out with her. She was prepared to give me an assist, which was pretty chill of her.

Saturday and Sunday were lazy days primarily, spending time hanging out with Bek and cuddling, chatting with their family, and hanging out with their sweetheart of a dog Ginger (between being gassed out by her old lady dog farts). It was a good time, and their parents were pretty cool people. I was very, very happy that we got along well. Also, their dad’s cooking was as sweet as advertised. I have never had chicken that good before. Also, also, also also on Saturday we danced together, and it was really cute and really sweet and oh my god it was delightful.

Sunday was a mix of sweet and sad, because I could not get a straight answer from the parking authority office worker who couldn’t even tell me that they offered invoices to people who didn’t have immediately available funds in economy. That coupled with home drama was worrying. But we decided to see it through, and handle it when I got home. Saying goodbye was hard, and I’m going to miss cuddling Bek, but at least there are some wonderful memories to have of the trip.