when your bff is an over-competitive vampire ya gotta put up with a lot of shit…
idk vetinari having a thing with grace speaker just seems too…obvious?? makes much more sense that margolotta is treating grace to a lavish sexy vampire dating lifestyle in return for crossword tips so she can kick vetinari’s ass every week.
So when I first played Dishonored, I thought Corvo was supposed to be this super awkward guy. The silent protagonist thing didn’t help, nor did the fact that he’s ok with wandering around in a skull mask even where/when he doesn’t need to. Plus, the only people that seemed to like him before his wrongful accusation was the empress and Emily.
…Then I played Dishonored 2 and that kind of… blew my head canon out of the water, but I still wanted to draw this
the thing about the glorious people’s republic of treacle mine road is that havelock vetinari was a kid.
he’s cunning and clever and self-possessed even at that young age, but still, he must have been so excited! they were planning a revolution. they were going to change the future of the city. and he was going to be the assassin that delivered the final blow. at the time, he was not the kind of person to think cynically, “well, revolutions, they always come back ‘round again.”
except when snapcase became in change, the first thing he did was… well, you know the story.
i wonder how much of vetinari’s political philosophy was formed right then and there?
in the fifth elephant, it’s hinted that vetinari first met lady margolotta just after graduating from the assassin’s guild. so imagine some other 25th of may, several years after the first one, a while into the rule of lord snapcase — imagine a young vetinari sitting at a dinner table in uberwald with lady margolotta, telling her about john keel and the barricades and how he leapt into battle with a sprig of lilac held between his teeth.
imagine margolotta asking, “have you considered what would have happened if the revolution had put someone else in charge? chosen a different figurehead?”
imagine him saying no, no more figureheads, no more hidden centers of power, because that’s how they got into this mess in the first place. imagine him pausing to think, and then saying, “they say if you want a job done right…”
…you have to do it yourself.
remember that vetinari has never been much for dramatically flaunting his power in the open. he might have been quite happy to let someone else hold the title of patrician while he used his influence quietly behind the scenes.
but i think the glorious people’s republic of treacle mine road is the reason vetinari is patrician.
I have to say, Unseen Academicals had a much greater impact on me now than it did back when I first read it in 2010. Sometimes it’s just nice to read a book about people learning to live happier lives and stuff.
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?”
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
The character design in Dishonored easily matches the quality of the architecture found around the city. Each person (or supernatural being) has their own unique look, style and personality. You know the developers have made interesting and engaging characters when you love to hate them and hate to love them. Some of the more prominent residents of Dunwall were kind enough to pose for a few portraits.