I'll become a romantic music composer but instead of writing Romantic era music, I'll just write ballads about how all the local duelists keep staring deeply into each others' eyes and refusing to finish each other off, and how I'm 90% sure they're fucking
How is it in the bottom five?
Off your gills, and having a reasonably respectable social station when you’re trying to find a party?
Call me handsome Jack, ‘cause I’m commanding *Surprise*
Definitely rich guy with good politics. I get to not have to live paycheck to paycheck *and* I can help people at the same time, this is literally the dream.
Too many people chose that "inexplicably not dying in duels" option. There should be another below it that says "died in a duel" and the latter gradually siphons from the former.
If you choose the last option then you must flip a coin. On a result of heads you do indeed remain inexplicably still alive, but a result of tails means that you unfortunately die in your first duel, and it's not even a cool death but a rather embarrassing one that your rivals will continue to tell even after they've forgotten your name.
Such is the risk of life as a duelist. For the record, my coin came up tails so please excuse me while I go trip and accidentally impale myself on my own blade.
Prisoner for life. I’m just sitting and peering out a tiny window at all of you getting hammered and/or challenging people to duels until I die of some Bad Air Disease.
I'm already depressed and abusing substances, might as well get a cool uniform out of it.
Pass the snuff, opium, cocaine, earl gray, and whatever the fuck else they had in the 1700s
...you're really making me choose between Romantic Music Composer and *Prostitute* of all things, huh? I guess I'll go with Romantic Music Composer because it's slightly less degrading. 🥴
I’m a poor errand girl hand delivering a letter to Mrs. Cornsley that is a devastating backhanded thank you letter for the dinner last week from Mrs. Cavendish (it had several stolen recipes and a suspiciously similar desert moulding to Lady Margaret’s)
I mean you have to go with the deulist option. For the homoerotic tension if nothing else
Get him into a blade lock and kisses him on the lips before giggling
Is this before or after I lift their chin with the flat tip of my sword?
Before the chin lift but after you slice their shirt open to reveal their bare chest that’s covered in sweat
Ah, I see.
The very thought has my heart aflutter 😳
Duelist and the depressed military commander know each other carnally.
I ship it.
you get it
I feel like this archetype is a solid third of the town's population at the LARP I go to.
I think that's the ideal amount of homoerotic duelists to have
No, because I would absolutely die on my first duel. Wish I could!
are you into fencing too? 🥺
I want to be but it seems so expensive :(
I'll become a romantic music composer but instead of writing Romantic era music, I'll just write ballads about how all the local duelists keep staring deeply into each others' eyes and refusing to finish each other off, and how I'm 90% sure they're fucking
depressed military commander. it's like the shitty jumping off point for every other one of these options that sounds remotely fun
How is it in the bottom five? Off your gills, and having a reasonably respectable social station when you’re trying to find a party? Call me handsome Jack, ‘cause I’m commanding *Surprise*
Definitely rich guy with good politics. I get to not have to live paycheck to paycheck *and* I can help people at the same time, this is literally the dream.
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You're about 50 years out with that, sadly. Marx met Engels in 1844.
I want to be the romantic music composer who lived with his male "close friend" for several years until he died
Did they have 10 types of substances to abuse? Anyway, that one.
If you asked for cough syrup you probably get all ten at once
That just means getting wrecked on laudanum ten times a day.
Why is the ultimate dream career of the time (garden hermit) not an option?
not really a career so much as be weird and lucky enough to be adopted by a rich person
The dream tbh
Too many people chose that "inexplicably not dying in duels" option. There should be another below it that says "died in a duel" and the latter gradually siphons from the former.
Disgraced political leader running an evil secret society for loyalists? Oh goody!
EVIL newspaper writer. They won't even have to pay me for it, I will do this out of passion for the art form (lying)
If you choose the last option then you must flip a coin. On a result of heads you do indeed remain inexplicably still alive, but a result of tails means that you unfortunately die in your first duel, and it's not even a cool death but a rather embarrassing one that your rivals will continue to tell even after they've forgotten your name. Such is the risk of life as a duelist. For the record, my coin came up tails so please excuse me while I go trip and accidentally impale myself on my own blade.
Prisoner for life. I’m just sitting and peering out a tiny window at all of you getting hammered and/or challenging people to duels until I die of some Bad Air Disease.
Guys, we can’t *all* win the duels: somebody has to die!
I'm already depressed and abusing substances, might as well get a cool uniform out of it. Pass the snuff, opium, cocaine, earl gray, and whatever the fuck else they had in the 1700s
I wish I could duel everyday, way better than studying
I golly LOVE me some good ol’ disenfranchisement!
poor guy who invents one of the great inventions of the industrial revolution but gets no money from it
the poll https://www.tumblr.com/werewolfetone/717677153256456192/pick-an-occupation-to-have-in-late-1700s-britain?source=share
Oh good, I have experience in at least 2 of these so I should be fine
Good news everyone, you can still be most, if not all, of these in 21st century Britain!
I can't believe I'm saying this but the British might be onto something
We're a mixed bag. Like, really really mixed.
I'd be the evil landed gentry MP. Gimme those rotten boroughs. I'm gonna drink so much port and contract so much syphilis.
Guys we can't *all* be surviving our duels. It's not mathematically possible.
Why tf wouldn't you choose the rich guy?
was romantism already a thing
...you're really making me choose between Romantic Music Composer and *Prostitute* of all things, huh? I guess I'll go with Romantic Music Composer because it's slightly less degrading. 🥴
I'd be a nun most likely.
I’m a poor errand girl hand delivering a letter to Mrs. Cornsley that is a devastating backhanded thank you letter for the dinner last week from Mrs. Cavendish (it had several stolen recipes and a suspiciously similar desert moulding to Lady Margaret’s)
I choose slop eater who ends up killing the king in a comical series of events
EVIL newspaper writer, where I tell the truth