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have y'all ever noticed that in soul music it's implied that the watch is familiar with death? like the character capital-D Death to the point that they recognize susan as death in the street that's wild and i think about it a lot
“You’ll be Death, then?” said Vimes, after a while. AH, MISTER VIMES, ASTUTE AS EVER. GOT IT IN ONE, said Death, shutting the book on his finger to keep the place. “I’ve seen you before.” I HAVE WALKED WITH YOU MANY TIMES, MISTER VIMES. “And this is it, is it?” HAS IT NEVER STRUCK YOU THAT THE CONCEPT OF A WRITTEN NARRATIVE IS SOMEWHAT STRANGE? said Death. Vimes could tell when people were trying to avoid something they really didn’t want to say, and it was happening here. “Is it?” he insisted. “Is this it? This time I die?” COULD BE. “Could be? What sort of answer is that?” said Vimes. A VERY ACCURATE ONE. YOU SEE, YOU ARE HAVING A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE, WHICH INESCAPABLY MEANS THAT I MUST HAVE A NEAR-VIMES EXPERIENCE. DON’T MIND ME. CARRY ON WITH WHATEVER YOU WERE DOING. I HAVE A BOOK.
– Terry Pratchett, Thud!
I do want a retelling of Hogfather from Sam Vimes's perspective.
Most of the watch is out for the piss-up, and it's the weirdest Hogswatch he's ever seen. Half a dozen men in stupid teeth-themed uniforms have been found on roofs across Ankh-Morpork. Nobby Nobbs somehow has his raccoon paws on the Rolls-Royce of crossbows, and that's hardly worth mentioning because he and Visit are in the canteen sharing a hot cocoa with a tiny frostbitten match-girl*. Dorfl is outside, swinging a broom at empty air. He says that there's angels spying through the windows**.
*Nobby only says that it's a mission from His Lordship, and it's said in a low voice that speaks volumes to anyone from the Old Watch and passes clear over Visit's head.
**When he comes back in, the snow has fallen on his clay shoulders in such a way that it looks like he's covered in angel feathers. Sam Vimes notices this and then tries very hard to not notice it.
I would eat my vegetables for Sam Vimes.
Is it just me, or are the characters of Vetinari, Vimes and Moist Von Lipwig supposed to be metaphors for the ideals of how ethical and smart the systems of politics, law enforcement and capitalism respectively could hypothetically be?
I like to imagine that Sam Vimes, instead of dying properly, instead got minor godhood. All watchmen at some point thank him for his actions, his actions a ripple across the Disc. There's precedent in the Duchess of Borogravia, and in his arc. He keeps getting promotions, and hates each one. What higher status could he be unwillingly raised to than divinity, eternally watching the watchman?
Anyways, that's just a headcanon i've got
Vote yes or face the consequences
the consequences are being WRONG
#this is possibly my fav theory abt discworld ive ever seen and it made me an lil emotional
Glad ya liked it!
I like to imagine that Sam Vimes, instead of dying properly, instead got minor godhood. All watchmen at some point thank him for his actions, his actions a ripple across the Disc. There's precedent in the Duchess of Borogravia, and in his arc. He keeps getting promotions, and hates each one. What higher status could he be unwillingly raised to than divinity, eternally watching the watchman?
Anyways, that's just a headcanon i've got
Don’t put your trust in revolutions. They always come around again. That’s why they’re called revolutions. People die, and nothing changes.
Samuel Vimes, Night Watch; Terry Pratchett
how jingo went
close ups on his face, bc i like when hes holding on by a thread
happy glorious 25th of may
http://berry-muffin.tumblr.com/post/95198271080/shaddy24-entjadun-kiss-my-aspergers
when i find myself in times of trouble
terry pratchett comes to me
whispering sam vimes once arrested a...
• You are pissed off. Pissed off at whom? No one know. Maybe at the world, maybe at yourself. The world is pissed off with you too, and the sky is pissing down. And honestly? You feel like that’s just taking the piss.
• Some days there’s a Beast inside of you. Other days there’s a demon. And then
when i find myself in times of trouble
terry pratchett comes to me
whispering sam vimes once arrested a motherfucking dragon
you are capable of literally anything
an incomplete list of iconique Sam Vimes Moments™:
arresting a dragon
running through the streets of ankh-morpork naked
running through the woods of uberwald naked and fighting off werewolves with his bare fucking hands
telling the ancient personification of darkness and vengeance to fuck off
“Well, Reg, tomorrow the sun will come up again, and I’m pretty sure that whatever happens we won’t have found Freedom, and there won’t be a whole lot of Justice, and I’m damn sure we won’t have found Truth. But it’s just possible that I might get a hard-boiled egg.”
arresting an entire war
the ginger beer trick
reluctantly acquiring yet more titles, being embarassed
responds to being told the watch can’t interfere with the aforementioned war by handing in his badge and raising a militia
just no fucking clue how boats work
That! Is!! Not!!! My!!!! Cow!!!!!
giving up all hope of returning to a future with his wife and child to stay in the past and fight in a revolution he knows he can’t win because failing to try to help people is utterly antithetical to the fundamental state of being Sam Vimes
“when the shouting started she knew Sam was alive and well, because only Sam made people that angry”
if anyone’s setting fire to this city it’s going to be me (ankh-morpork has burned down at least twice already at this point)
arresting fucking Havelock Vetinari
“I’ll teach him to walk! I’m good at teaching people to walk!”
getting annoyed at the idea that the assassins are no longer willing to accept any amount of money to kill him
defusing a riot with a cigar and a mug of cocoa
throwing fucking Havelock Vetinari over his shoulder
all of the international incidents because he’s fundamentally incapable of not being salty to The Man
despite being The Man
telling Vetinari to shut up
Vetinari shutting up when Vimes told him to
stopping all of ankh-morpork’s traffic because reading to his son before bed is infinitely more important
getting obscenely rich, hating all of it except the bubble baths
“Who are you, pray?” “The law, you sons of bitches!”
“How dare you? How dare you! At this time! In this place! They did the job they didn’t have to do, and they died doing it, and you can’t give them anything. Do you understand?”
arresting himself
every single fucking noir and western and cop movie one-liner
having so many near-death experiences that Death calls them “near-Vimes experiences” and brings a book along
fistfight on a ship being hit by a river tidal wave in the middle of a storm
“a watchman is a civilian you inbred streak of piss”
gleefully pointing out to the assassins that he does in fact technically own the place
ordering rebels to take down their barricades and rebuild them properly
“Come on, ladies and gentlemen. Is this any way to behave? You can’t take…the law…into your own…hands…”
His voice faltered.
Sometimes it takes the brain a little while to catch up with the mouth.
Vimes turned and looked at the squad, who’d needed no prompting at all to hang back. And then he turned to look at the barricade.
Where, exactly, was the law? Right now?
What did he think he was doing?
...
The world was spinning. Where was the law? There was the barricade. Who was it protecting from what? The city was run by a madman and his shadowy chums, so where was the law?
Coppers liked to say that people shouldn’t take the law into their own hands, and they thought they knew what they meant. But they were thinking about peaceful times, and men who went around to sort out a neighbor with a club because his dog had crapped once too often on their doorstep. But at times like these, who did the law belong to? If it shouldn’t be in the hands of the people, where the hell should it be?”
Terry Pratchett, Night Watch
