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terry pratchett (as always) gets it.
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I want to be granny weatherwax when I grow up!
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they are flirting
"smiling nastily" 💀
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I think it's really funny that reading the discworld witch books (at least the ones that are Weatherwax+Ogg+Magrat), Granny immediately seems like the scariest one by far. She seems like a terrifying force of nature accompanied by a jovial old grandma and an insecure young woman. But as the series progress, the times when Granny holds back and Nanny and Magrat jovially engage in brutal physical violence add up. Now I'm not saying you *shouldn't* be scared of Granny, I'm just saying that she has a rather strong conscience in her way, whereas Magrat and Nanny will both sucker punch you, kick you between the legs and happily step over your groaning body. Granny is to be feared, but Nanny doesn't fight fair and Magrat will kill a motherfucker. Terry Pratchett really knew how to write female characters.
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I love wizard protagonists in Discworld because they are literally THE post-exams mood. Every time the apocalypse happens they’re like “Ah. I memorised this for a test once 😔” and then still have no idea what to do because the university doesn’t teach them to apply that knowledge.
Victor and Rincewind are going through life with the same “Duh, I learned it from a source in a Year 6 practice reading comprehension SATs paper, keep up.” knowledge as us and I think it’s brilliant.
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The Bursar was a kindly if nervous soul, and quite enjoyed his job. Apart from anything else, no other wizard wanted it. Lots of wizards wanted to be Archchancellor, for example, or the head of one of the eight orders of magic, but practically no wizards wanted to spend lots of time in an office shuffling bits of paper and doing sums.
All the paperwork of the University tended to accumulate in the Bursar's office, which meant that he went to bed tired at nights but at least slept soundly and didn't have to check very hard for unexpected scorpions in his night-shirt.
Terry Pratchett / Reaper Man
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Susan Sto Helit Death being an iconic teacher and mostly-human superhero in Thief of Time.
"Questions don't have to make sense, Vincent," said Miss Susan. "But answers do." -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
Susan did not waste breath saying things like "That's impossible" at a time like this. Only people who believed that they lived in the real world said things like that. -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
"But that's far too difficult for seven-year-olds!" "Yes, but I didn't tell them that and so far they haven't found out," said Susan. -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
"There is practically no limit to the things I find normal." -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
Some people fade into the background. Miss Susan faded into the foreground. She stood out. Everything she stood in front of became nothing more than background. -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
"But I thought they were a superstition!" "No, they're a substition, said Susan. "I mean they're real, but hardly anyone really believes in them. Mostly everyone believes in things that aren't real." -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
She smiled. "Look on the bright side," she added. "We're young, we've got all the time in the world..." She swung the wrench onto her shoulder. "Let's go clubbing." -- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
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Literally the first page, literally the first line, and we've got a footnote longer than the text, with its own footnote¹.
"Everyone is entitled to vote, unless disqualified by reason of age or not being Lord Vetinari" awards the book its First Laugh however.
(1: This is not a criticism)
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"Boo."
Happy Glorious Twenty-Fifth of May to all who observe.
Like last year, I opted to do a redraw of an old drawing from 2020; a companion piece to my previous drawing, a redraw from 2019. Night Watch is a good context to revisit the past and look at how I've evolved.
Rise up!
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They avoided one another’s faces, for fear of what they might see mirrored there. Each man thought: one of the others is bound to say something soon, some protest, and then I’ll murmur agreement, not actually say anything, I’m not as stupid as that, but definitely murmur very firmly, so that the others will be in no doubt that I thoroughly disapprove, because at a time like this it behooves all decent men to nearly stand up and be almost heard . . . But no-one said anything. The cowards, each man thought.
-- Terry Pratchett - Guards! Guards!
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how jingo went
close ups on his face, bc i like when hes holding on by a thread
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"The horse was saddled. The saddlebags contained...seventy thousand dollars...Captain, this is damned stupid."
"I know, sir," said Carrot. "They are the facts, sir."
"But they're not the right facts! They're stupid facts!"
"I know, sir. I can't imagine His Lordship trying to kill anyone."
"Are you mad?" said Vimes. "I can't imagine him saying sorry!"
Terry Pratchett, The Truth
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And sure enough:
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But unfortunately, and against all common sense, sometimes people inconsiderately throw their bound enemies into rooms entirely bereft of nails, handy bits of sharp stone, sharp-edged shards if glass or even, in extreme cases, enough pieces of old junk and tools to make a fully functional armored car.
Feet of clay by Terry Pratchett
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hehehe
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I am loving the localised onomatopoeia in these international editions of Thud!
While the Chinese go for the triple-whammy of Peng! Peng! Peng!
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Polly had been soldiering for only a couple of days, but already an instinct had developed. In summary, it was this: lie to officers.
-- Terry Pratchett - Monstrous Regiment