#London Authority

[jc-lambert]

Michael of Kent

Do not allow anyone to separate you from your identification record. You are not on fingerprint record nor are you RFID implanted. You have many look alikes in this area. All of whom, will steal your identity/credit simply to drill the cost of gasoline in this area down to about oh 20¢ per gallon (or drum, who is counting or cares? Right?) and tax the people of the United Kingdom and global British Society. Those low prices, come right out of your wife's butthole and the boys in the insane asylum gets to play with your weenie, whether you like that or not.

You done been sold as a sex slave by London Authorities.

Everyone who looks like you, is to be called "White Trash from England".

That's what everyone "white" who speaks "English" is to be called. Do remember, we are in "Rude American Society".

Do remember, you look the same to most of the local population. White & Old. That means every "old white man" can get away with stating they are you. Infact, my ass in my 40s might have to hunt you and your wife down, kick you in the balls & take your hotel room.

The police would do the same thing. You being here: has now bankrupted Nate Schweithale and landed him in over 100 million dollars debt. It's also bankrupted several universities who would make paliperidone out of your skull if they knew your location. It's because, you have allowed my PayPal to reflect in international court, superseded our local and federal courts & enforced that PayPal debt by traveling here.

This means...

You get to have sex with Nate, the policeman who works with and for the Homeless Outreach Team. I sold your asshole to him, and your wife's service of oral, once she has been dentally augmented (teeth knocked out). Prostitution is legal in America, Madame Lambert at the Cat Ranch is "family".

You're staying at the hotel downtown? They will probably put you out of the hotel soon and you will probably have to sleep outside. Ain't ya too old to be sleeping outside? Do you have a peace-pipe yet? You will probably want one. I have a nug of reefer to get you started. Feel free to strangle whomever is at 510 W. Funston 67213. They're an illegal occupant. Fight with them, and you all would land in jail together. Atleast you would be warm and safe throughout Christmas. Right? Nobody Christian would have to die in the cold. I am sure dying in the cold is a better fate than being raped to death by omnisexual Kiowa midgets.

I understand that you folk from England are very well adept at killing someone with their bare hands. Correct?

Me? I am a medium. That means when I kill someone, I am haunted by their ghost and sometimes they will jump into my body and I have to be tormented by the persons who have been killed or whom have been made victim due to my manipulation. So I usually don't & make sure everyone is safe and do my best to save lives: unless that someone is perfectly sexy and likable and obsesses about me every day, the kind of spirit that one would keep about.

I am in the middle of refusing an inheritance & allotments, which include most of downtown Wichita. There's a nice building called "The Shirkmere" which might or might not be mine in it's entirety. I do not know. What I do know, is that my mother put my name in the business hat so to speak and I want her dead for that. Luinstra is a Luciferian name and all properties held by Sam Luinstra are worse than Satan's soil. They're perfectly Angleterra, a parallel dimension where there are niggers who can, may, and are insisted to speak English instead of Cherokee, Mohawk, Japanese, or something Scandinavian or something perfectly Francophonic.

That building...

Will probably be given away as part of a petty trade. To dodge taxes with. To gamble with. I find the building and the name to be perfectly offensive, politically and racist by design. Sam Luinstra was the kind of Eurotrash that needed to be killed however we where at forced peace, tribally speaking. Me? I would burn that building to the ground and would rather kill anyone seeking to stay there.

Do remember that most Mohawks will speak something francophone & when they/we speak English or Spanish: that means the crown is in debt to them to the point nobody is the king or queen or hold any form of royal title. That debt reflects the moment ANYONE of royal title steps foot into the area or region, thus bankrupting the crown. It is a banking strategy that neutralizes the government threat of Imperialism & Communism. My use of this language: means that you as well as my former classmates have lost everything including your buttholes in fair court and will have to slave.

This is the reason I take Asian language courses. If you stick around this region for too long, you will land in a mental institution, prison, or be in the homeless centers.

Go to UCSIS.gov

This is where you apply for citizenship in the United States. You will be stripped of all belongings in the United Kingdom. You have already been robbed of everything, the dragon has been hung up, and your underwear has been used as cum rags & nosegays.

Welshmen dear.

You may not purchase a pistol or defend yourself and police will not defend you, nor will our military unless you are an American Citizen. Your wife, is to be called "hooker" now until she too is a card carrying American: Princess Michael of Kent. That's truly what it means to take holiday in the United States.

It means, you work and you work hard. If you never worked a day in your life, you could be beaten and slave driven. I shit you not.

They/We are once again at political war with England and we are extending our boundaries. My gran's people where ostracized from the United Kingdom as Witches & Midgets. Descendants and avatars of Saint David. It's our spiritual bless and birthright to know what is going on at all times in Wales.

This is also why Kansas is perfectly color coordinated and why everything statewide is perfectly black and yellow. We are not allowed purple or black sunflowers and all our sunflowers must be conducive to "God's Creation" with no Shivic, Luciferian, Demonic, or Satanic interference. That means no GMOs or cross pollinated species or genus in the garden.

You are now trapped in Saint David's web so to speak. I'm sure there is a church of Saint Andrew that might feed ya.

This is how and why I still suspect my mother Karen and aunt Marilyn for having issued the command to kill the original Arabella Rees as well as every last Rees interested in our wareabouts in the United States. I've never directed my attention at her or her name until recent years. It was when I contacted Merseyside that I remembered the name actually.

After you have your Social Security number due to having taken your UCSIS test, you can go on SSI & collect income. The Department of Human Resources can put you on foodstamps so as you don't have to flash your weenie or your cooter for a few cents to go buy a pop or a snack. I am near a pawnshop actually...

You can pawn whatever you have and pay me for my reefer. I am a citizen. I have the right to lawful respectable work within the United States. You however, must whore. As you must whore, I will call the brothel on you as a Michael is truly trespassing on Luciferian turf as well as Satan's soil here. Too, it might be demonic but devils usually stick to the countryside and small towns and that's sort of just because the word devil is a french thing: au de ville. (of the village) People with tails: that's just humanity and romance bred with various forms of primate with prehensile tails, usually some form of Howler Monkey or various tribes and sorts with such monkey DNA from South American squa trade prior to the advent of the European Invasion.

Do remember all white folk are considered hazardous threats. This means your ability to communicate with Europe is over. Your cellphone will have to be seized by authority most likely. Complain or argue with them, and you could land a finger in your butthole and the officer would most likely be both African as well as Indigenous.

guns.com is a wonderful place to purchase your hardware as well as ammunition. If you mail it to England, you will probably be arrested for international sales and illegal shipments. If you want help/aid muling guns and ammunition to the United Kingdom, I can discuss with you in private. To do so: would be an international felony.

You would be safer manufacturing the pistols there, and manufacturing your gunpowder out of soaps designed to smuggle chemical compounds into other regions. Soap is how we market our gunpowder to places like England, dear. You need to purchase sulfur and coal bars of soap. Then you boil out all the fats and strain the water for sulfur and all the coal. Then you combine the two and you have your gunpowder.

It truly must be smuggled in your toiletry case.

Now that Merseyside knows this (and they do read me blog) you will be at a loss of about 80% of your gunpowder supply in Northern Europe.

You can also apply for a burial.

Your Christian burial will cost the government about 20,000$.

Move to a small town in the middle of nowhere, the burial is typically free and the cost is only the coffin and the head stone.

If being cremated: your coffin is only a rental, for the funeral.

You being in the USA in old age living off the government...

Is cheaper than having me live off the government my entire life. Too it is the ego-trip of the century for the United States for beings of your nature to be anally raped by human rights activists and perpetually mugged by the underbelly of American Society. Here, you are nothing. You're not respected. You're not politically likable. You're perfectly unknown except those who look you up. If you called yourself the king or queen of anything or even the holder of a crown: you would be slapped and corrected.

When slapped, you would be told there is no king or queen of England & the word "Princess" translates to "DEAD HOOKER".

Welcome to America. Welcome to Wild Injun Territory.

I was born here. I get "hazed" for being the same species as you. You however... are in for worse (you godawful nigger. No, we wont be giving you your race, that is not to be treated like a gratuity here. It is something you must work and slave for, your "white card" that is. Never take it for granted in areas such as this.)

[crow-caller]

started playing fallen london cause of your blog and i absolutely love it! Thank u :)

Excellent!!! If I have any power, let it be used to get people to play fallen london and its related games (sunless seas, sunless skies = Survival exploration, mask of the rose = visual novel)

[nainowalenef1]

If Neverwhere by neil gaiman has a million fans, im one of them. If it has 100,000 fans im one of them. If it has a hundred fans, im one of them, if it has 50, im there too. If it has 1 fan, that is me. If it has zero fans, then im truly dead and gone.

[shazzbaa]

DEATH AND TAX EVASION WAS SUCH A GOOD ES FOR SAM....... I got so invested in heckin Christian Rat Church so heres a bunch of church rats............... more specifics notes under the cut:

the rat church is dealing with a schism, so early on there's a chance to break up a fight and THIS IS JUST A RLY FUNNY MENTAL IMAGE TO ME.... SAM JUST GOES IN THERE AND STARTS PICKING UP RATS

A thing that's come up a few times in chats and rp with friends is that in order to not constantly feel crazy when verses he knows by heart change slightly in every edition, Samuel's kept his own Bible from the surface to refer to. With the rats specifically taking issue with St. Cyriac's edits, I really want to believe Sam got a moment to share older versions of these verses with the Layrat, before all the verses on death were changed to exclude rats....

IF YOU'RE CONNECTED TO FINGERKINGS then in Cheese Heaven the fingerkings specifically notice you're not a rat and only rats are supposed to be there -- instead of helping you leave, they just politely warn you that you'd better escape soon or else they'll have to turn you into a rat. RULES ARE RULES!! Thanks so much guys. I'm still losing my mind abt how much cheese heaven scrambled sam's brain.... just rly thought he was a rat for a bit there......

ALSO I HAVENT STOPPED THINKING ABT BEING ABLE TO HEAR THE LAYRAT PRAYING FOR YOU. I compared this ES early on to another ES I played a while back, All The Saints, where the Intrepid Deacon is sort of looking to you during a crisis of faith, and Sam worked hard to keep him un-tempted. But... for this one, Samuel was less sure, and uncertainly encouraged the Layrat to be willing to question what he grew up with, and to follow his heart on these strange new ratty religious ideas. But... this little rat was the one to keep faith and help him when Sam nearly forgot himself... I DONT KNOW MAN. IVE GOT EMOTIONS ABT RAT FAITH.

[aponii1]

Current read.

[terriblysorry1]

“Pete Battles Sobriety” 2022

[catilinas]

thinking about her <3 (the wreck of the s.s. richard montgomery)

[alexis-royce]

It’s just one of those days when you feed forty actions straight into drinking absinthe and watching Pages slowly burn an entire edition of a Hans Christian Andersen print run

[froginamoodboard]

Edward Elric bittersweet author moodboard

Requested by: @aquaseekerofdarkness

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[ennawrite]

whatever you do, do NOT listen to so long, london by taylor swift from Nesta’s POV of leaving Cassian (and Velaris and the HoW) because she’s tired of him picking Rhys/the IC over her…

anyways, So Long, Velaris when???

[greenerteacups]

thoughts on Ginny and Harry as a couple?

There are a lot of people who find their romance in HBP forced. I don't think it's forced so much as underwritten, and the books don't get the chemistry quite right (though the movies certainly don't, either). There's potential, but they just don't get enough actual scenes of substance (besides Harry thinking she's pretty or feeling jealous of Dean) for a lot of readers to buy that they're not only in love, but deeply enough in love to break up, get back together, and wind up married.

That's not to say I don't see the appeal. There's a very cool scene in Book 5 where Harry's doing a woe-is-me-Chosen-One act, and Ginny effortlessly puts him in his place about it by reminding him that she was possessed by Voldemort at eleven, which is a rare glimpse into her character and also a great synecdoche for their relationship — Ginny is a grounding presence who, like Ron and Hermione, isn't going to be awed by his past adventures because she knew him before they happened. In that respect, Ginny's probably one of the few women Harry could feasibly wind up with, because he only ever seems comfortable around people (let alone girls) who can see past the Chosen-One schtick and treat him like a normo (see: Ron, Hermione, the Weasleys, Luna, Hagrid). True to type, he doesn't get interested in Ginny at all until she's ditched her celebrity crush and ceased to view him as an idol, because in his heart of hearts, Harry wants to be a normal boy, and it's stressed over and over that part of what he likes about his relationship with Ginny is how normal it feels. He kind of has a horribly supercharged version the celebrity dating problem: after the Battle of Hogwarts, anyone he meets is going to know him first as Harry Potter, Chosen One, Boy Who Lived, and Actually Fucking Resurrected Messiah of the Wizarding World, which is... I mean, it's possible that there are witches out there who could get over that, but Harry's not an extroverted guy, and I'm not sure how he'd go about finding them. Ginny's the one who's been there since the beginning, doesn't need anything about him or his past explained to her, and actually likes him for who he is.

When you look at it that way, it's not surprising he married his high school girlfriend. She's one of the few people still alive who doesn't see him as a demigod.

[vampir-el]

the difference about the us and the uk is that in the us if you say you like doctor who people think you are a crazy loser nerd freak but in the uk if you say you like doctor who someone will go "yeah david tennant is really hot"

[mushroomlasagna]

I've been thinking about eldritch horror, and how it pertains to Sunless Skies and its universe at large.

You see, a lot of eldritch horror focuses on a realisation of incomprehensibility. The realisation that there is something out there, much larger than you, a being so vast and clever and different from you, with goals and hopes and desires that you could never hope to understand, that it drives you to despair and madness.

But in Sunless Skies, and the universe it represents, well...the beings aren't really incomprehensible. Yes, they speak a language that burns, but personality wise? They're positively ordinary. They fall in love, they have preferences, they betray or are betrayed. They have siblings and children. Sometimes, they come off as petty and petulant rather than mighty and powerful.

And yet, there's still that classic eldritch horror mind-shattering realisation in the world. It's just not about the incomprehensibility of the universe, and the struggle to understand the universe as a tiny human.

No, it's the realisation of authority. It's the realisation that so many of the world's rules are not some quirk of mathematics, but put in place by someone who sees you as not worth considering. Gravity or death are not the natural state of the world, they are there because someone decided they should be. Someone who, when you really get down to it, doesn't seem that different to you. None of the rules, or the cruelty and suffering that you've experienced because of the rules, actually have to exist. I can only imagine that to live in this world and to realise this fact could drive you just as mad as any other eldritch horror.

I'm sure you can see where I'm going with this. After all, one of the true horrors of this game isn't the giant monsters or the cannibalism or the devils. It's the Victorian-era exploitation of labour and the suffering of the working class, turned up to a hundred through the magic of this world. When you first enter Albion, the place that you are told is the beating heart of your people's community and the place that connects to the last games, the first place you are likely to find is Brabazon.

Nowhere is this horror more manifest than Brabazon, the place where you can help countless people escape and yet never see any changes. And all of this suffering, the rules and regulations that say this workworld has to be here and that it is right and good, don't have to exist. The rules were put in place by a queen rather than a sun but still here, again, the rules are not immutable facts of nature, but put deliberately in place. Put in place by someone who is in many ways so normal, so like yourself, but also so difficult to defeat. It seems so impossible, to resist authority and change the system that you live under, to make a world without unjust laws. To overthrow not just the monarchy, but all authoritarians who rule unfairly, and to create a world that is truly equal is so difficult. Sometimes it feels like its own eldritch horror, that though it's no tentacled monster or sun shining darkness it still causes that same madness and despair.

But there is hope. After all, what was the tagline for Sunless Skies? Sail the stars. Betray your Queen.

Murder a sun.

[thedeafprophet]

Shout out of pride month to the Bisexual Icon of all time, keeps both men and women in cages 👏👏👏👏

[inkcurlsandknives]

Absolutely the Cherry on top of my London book signing adventure was to find a stack of SAINTS OF STORM AND SORROW right along side the delightful @ay_chao 's Shanghai Immortals on a table highlighting "Brave New Worlds Fantasy Titles at the Picadilly @waterstones

(disregard the fact I almost knocked over this whole 200 LB heaped table of books in my excitement to get the shot 🤣🤣)

Clearly a perfect pair of Asian fantasy titles to pick up! And I could have asked for a better conversation partner for my first in person book event!!

Filipino POPPY WAR

Lunurin hides as a nun-from the Inquisition branding her a witch, and her Goddess of Storms, who sings of drowning colonizers. When she’s discovered, a marriage-of-convenience might save her from the Church, but it won’t stop the typhoon brewing in Lunurin's bones.

It was big author dream goals finding a whole table stack of my books and getting to do a signing in the moon 🌙 I even got to hand sell and personalize some copies for readers I met in store

Head to my linktree for order links or

Listen to the audiobook on spotify today! https://open.spotify.com/show/0tgWiRNidOQtYJwoq1RWML

[ephemeralfatalgrace]

When I’m reading fanfic about British characters I like to see if I can guess whether the authors themselves are British