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COMMISSIONS
Shorter, flashier version of this post for better reblogging purposes.
I need money to pay off student loans. I’m offering commissions on:
Above is a sample of some of what I can do.Click here for price info/more details! Please reblog if you can’t/don’t want to buy!
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(This is Captain Angua typing to avoid any unfortunate results from Captain Carrot’s creative approach to spelling when speaking of the Patrician.)
Well, I am sure that His Lordship will use this ‘blog’ for the good of the city and its residents. And Commander Vimes says that between Drumknott and the clacks it’s not as though the Patrician didn’t already basically have the same thing, so he’s not worried. So, if any citizens have concerns best addressed directly to the Patrician himself, here is his blog.
Well, I’ve asked Ridcully for help in a couple of instances just for faster transportation. I can’t think of another situation where I would consider working with them ‘necessary’. Ridcully’s all right, I suppose- reliable in a pinch, usually willing to help. The Librarian, of course, is an honorary member of the Watch. He used to start a lot of bar fights, but Carrot had a talk with him and we’ve put out the word not to use, well, the word, so that hardly ever happens anymore.
One of those two. Stibbons is a bit… dangerous, has too many ideas. And the rest of that lot are bloody useless most of the time.
How would we tell? Besides, like Mr. Vimes says, he’s a Watchman, and once you’re a Watchman, that’s all that’s important, no matter if you’re a troll or a dwarf or a woman or whatever.
((Ah, thank you! I hope I can live up to your expectations!))
You can’t send physical objects through this thing. Fortunately, Cheery obliged. My desk is so empty now that I’ve got Pessimal handling all that paperwork…
(Sorry about the sketchiness- our iconographic imp is used to being a sketch artist. Better than those political cartoons in the paper, anyway.)
The Librarian has set up some sort of contraption to help us with our paperwork, and he’s connected it to- what was it again? Some sort of space? Inter-L-Space. He and Mr. Stibbons both assure us that it’s not technically magical. We’ll see.
For now, we’d like to open to answer any questions the public might have. Within reason. Not that Mr. deWorde isn’t doing more than enough of that already.
Roster of officers authorized to use this contraption:
(Welcome to this askblog! I’ll try to do as many drawn answers as possible, but some might be writing. Hope everyone enjoys it! And of course, all characters belong to the incredible Sir Terry Pratchett.)
