Doctor Taupe-Wainscot sat on his bed, his hands laid in his lap. They were good hands – strong and dexterous – and they had served him well for the past thirty years, but now he felt that all the perfumes of Arabia would not sweeten them. Blackmail! He’d known an Anglo-Barbadian colonel who’d been got […]
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The Most Boring Man in Fallen London, Part Five
Posted upon the 29th of January, 2014
Doctor Taupe-Wainscot was wakened before dawn – or, rather, before morning was signalled by the lighting of the street-lamps – by a colossal hammering and clattering that, upon cautious investigation (armed with a candle-stub and armoured in an old dressing-gown,) proved to be an unusually dutiful or insomniac tradesman mending the sitting-room skylight before any […]
The Most Boring Man in Fallen London, Part Four
Posted upon the 19th of January, 2014
The corner grocer was astonishingly keen to purchase the honey, despite Doctor Taupe-Wainscot’s warnings that it may have been contaminated with some sort of narcotic compound; indeed, he seemed to believe he could resell it to a man from ‘Hollow Street’, wherever that was. In any case, the doctor was happy to be rid of […]
The Most Boring Man in Fallen London, Part Three
Posted upon the 16th of January, 2014
Doctor Taupe-Wainscot slept fitfully, haunted by dreams of water dripping onto prison stones, of downcast grey men marching single-file, and of giant rats dressed as postmen, delivering boxes of squealing babies. He awoke with a start as the first lamps were being lit. Snow had begun to fall during the night, and a few local […]
The Most Boring Man in Fallen London, Part Two
Posted upon the 15th of January, 2014
Penniless and dressed in rags, Doctor Taupe-Wainscot‘s most pressing concern was to find someplace to live – a rooming-house, hotel, or furnished lodgings, from which he could begin re-establishing his identity and securing his lost luggage. He thought he recognised his surroundings – the West End, only a couple of miles from where he had […]
The Most Boring Man in Fallen London
Posted upon the 14th of January, 2014
An unconventionally tiresome Let’s Play. The player characters of Fallen London are a rum lot. By end game, any protagonist can reasonably expect to be a Biblical scholar, cat burglar, exotic animal breeder, sea captain, police officer, anarchist bomber, prison escapee, occult investigator, and it’s more than likely that they’ll have come back from the […]
Who is the Most Boring Man in Fallen London?
Posted upon the 1st of January, 2014
What follows is a slightly unconventional sort of Let’s Play: an account of the experiences of the most tedious, unadventurous, home-loving, risk-averse man in Failbetter Games‘ browser RPG Fallen London. That man is Doctor Taupe-Wainscot, a Suffolk-born general practitioner in his late fifties, who has spent much of his life ensconced in various English enclaves […]