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I redrew the Gorgon in the Watch and she’s so much better this time! I have some ultra-fine Sharpies this time round and they made things much better. 

I managed to incorporate some Ephebian elements this time, like the sandals and the tunic.

I forgot the sunglasses yet again but I think I prefer being able to see her eyes. She’s not completely perfect but at least I’m mostly satisfied this time.

Here’s to you, Sir Pterry.

#GNUTerryPratchett

Four Women Sam Vimes Hired

1. Precious Jolson

Vimes had been going to All Jolson’s for years, so of course she recognized Precious when she was shown into her office [1], though she couldn’t figure out what brought her in.

“Mr. Fred…er, Sergeant Colon  told me you were hiring Miz Vi-Commander.”

Ah. Still, Precious was the oldest [3], and Vimes had assumed that All would eventually leave the place to her.

She started with the standard first question. “Why do you want to join the Watch, Ms. Jolson?”

A Look came across Precious’ face.

 "I can’t cook.“

The tone of Precious’ voice made it clear that this was a topic of both long contention and one that was not up for discussion. Vimes inwardly boggled at the idea of any child of All’s being unable to work, if not culinary magic, then basic necessities, but all she said was

"Well, we have a pretty good canteen downstairs…”


2. Muna Al McSweeney [5]

“I see that you’re from Klatch…a D'Reg yes?”

Across the desk, Muna noticeably stiffened and bristled. They were going to have to work on that; a copper couldn’t give away her feelings that easily. [6]

Muna curtly nodded, a wary look in her eye.

 "Some of the best damn fighters I’ve ever seen; you’ll do just fine here in Ankh-Morpork.“

Muna visibly relaxed, and that was a tell she’d have to work on, large sword or not.

"My uncle said that you were an honorable woman; he recommended that I start my career here.”

Bells began to go off in Vimes’ head. “Who is your Uncle again?”

Muna grinned, a wicked smile that all the sudden looked familiar. “You know him as 71- Hour Ahmed.”



3. Mary Anders

“Does the Watch still offer barracks? Er, for rent of course? I mean, for single officers. I mean…”

The poor girl flustered herself into silence.

“We do have barracks, and there is a small fee, though it can be taken straight out of your pay if that is what you would prefer.”[10] Thinking of that, something compelled her to mention, “If there is someone, like your old mum, that you would like to give part of your wages to we can do that too…”

“NO. Er, I mean, no, I mean sorry ma’am, er, commander, er…” Mary trailed off again.

Vimes took a second look at the painfully young woman in front of her. Signs of living rough recently, hair recently and roughly chopped off, the look she gave Sally on the way in…

Oh. Poor lass. It was like that was it?

Vimes could never imagine a day where she would throw her daughter on the street, especially for something as minor as, if she was reading her new recruit right, who she chose to walk out with.

“Ms. Anders, if you would like, you can move in today of course,” Vimes offered [12] and pretended not to notice the immense look of relief on the girl’s face.

“Thank you ma'am.”

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4. Gypsum

“I don’t have to polish do I?”

Vimes, a foot rocking Little Sam’s cradle, frantically tried to think for a second what could the young troll in front of her meant and oh yes, she heard Ruby talking about this the last time she had come to see Detritus at the Yard…

“No. As long as you are in uniform, I don’t care how feminine, masculine, and or otherwise you choose to present yourself.”

“Really?”

“Lass, until however you adorn yourself presents a handhold for a nick to grab on, I or anyone will not hassle you over it. I care about the job you do, not how you look doing it.”

Gypsum thought for a minute, and then gave an even more dazzling than usual for trolls smile, which Vimes just knew would have some of her younger officers lining up to throw rocks at the new recruit.

“Good.”
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[1] All, like many restaurant owners across the universe, had his kids working as servers and waitstaff. [2]

[2] to be fair though, in turn it was expected of the clientele to tip generously, or slumpie would leave the menu.

[3] there was Precious, Darling, Dearest, Honey, and Annette. [4]

[4] mrs Jolson had put her foot down at her husband’s suggestion that they name their youngest Sweetie.

[5] the McSweeney clan really, Really got around.

[6] Vimes had already decided to hire her [7]and was going through the agonizingly “necessary” technicality of the rest of the interview. [9]

[7] Vimesp had good instincts, and she could usually tell within a minute if someone would be a good copper or not. [8]

[8] there was also the fact that Muna did bring her own rather sharp and large sword.

[9] Pah. There used to not be so much damn paperwork and fuss.

[10] Pessimal had set it up, among other things, once he had taken over accounting. Now Watchmen could, if they so chose, have the minor costs associated with the job, such as rent for the barracks, or contributions to the Widows and Orphans Fund, taken out automatically from their pay docket every month. With a receipt, natch. [11]

[11] Yes, the longer that he was with them, the more Vimes really was glad that Pessimal was working  for the Watch.

[12] Normally they had to wait until they were at least a probationary officer but Vimes was damned if she left an officer, no, not just an officer, but a wet behind the ears girl tossed out from her home, out on the streets any longer than necessary.

I DONT CARE IF THE ACTUAL REASON HE DOES IT IS BECAUSE IT KEEPS HIM IN POWER

I JUST REALLY LOVE THE WAY VETINARI TAKES CARE OF THE WATCH 

LIKE HOW IN UNSEEN ACADEMICALS TREV SAYS THAT IF YOU KILL A WATCH MEMBER VETINARI WILL KILL YOU

AND IN FEET OF CLAY WHEN HE WAS POISONED AND HAD ALREADY FIGURED IT OUT BUT PRETENDED HE DIDNT BECAUSE VIMES WAS ENJOYING THE JOB SO MUCH AND ‘I’m not completely heartless, you know’

I JUST REALLY LOVE THE VETINARI/WATCH RELATIONSHIP OKAY

/cries

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Good Omens TV Movie and City Watch Series from Rhianna & Terry Pratchett Production Company Narrativia

From Rihanna Pratchett on Twitter:

Announcing the birth of Narrativia – aproduction company run by myself, Rod Brown & @terryandrob. First up are Good Omens & The Watch.

— Rhianna Pratchett (@rhipratchett) August 27, 2012

Good Omens is intended as a TV movie and TP’s The Watch will be a 13-part TV series.

— Rhianna Pratchett (@rhipratchett)

August 28, 2012

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Here is the final version of Cheery, I have added a few of the changes that led to this, adjusted the face shape slightly, gave her an Iron rather than Copper helmet to show her dwarf identity, she has even welded her own high heels onto the standard leather boots of the watch.

Next month look out for Nobby Nobbs!

It occurred to me earlier that I’ve never actually drawn anything Discworld related, so I decided to put that right with a few of my favourite ladies. Obviously I couldn’t do all of them because let’s face it: if I was going to draw every good Discworld character, I’d run out of paper.

Born out of daydreaming (again) about this promised Watch tv series (again). I’ve decided John Simm might well be my dream casting choice for Vimes: he might look a little young for the part for some people’s taste, but I think he has the quality you really need in the actor for Vimes: an thoroughly engaging, soulful performance that absolutely sells viewers on the truth of the character underneath all the fantasy and the humour of the story.

(Or perhaps I’m simply being unimaginative vis a vis coppers called Sam who have a propensity for dropping 30 years into their own past.)

So, Sam Tyler from Life On Mars waking up in a ‘73 demolition site has become the basis for Sam Vimes in a dragon-Devastated Ankh-Morpork square.

An experiment in digital illustration, trying to mix up differently styled picture elements. Perhaps some of the elements used to build Vimes’ figure are a little too close in style. I’d have liked the contrast between the illustrated and photographic elements to be as pronounced as they are in the background.