Dai_Panda
Vannary
....... stare stupid conspirators
magnetos old school he's gonna die anyways...
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magnetos old school he's gonna die anyways...
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Magneto's Marvel.
Marvel characters dont die, they are stored in an omnipotent fridge, awaiting sequelstorylines in dire cries for money.
BlackMage
There ain't nuthin' that beats a nice relaxing nap after brutually assaulting a helpless old man, emotionally scarring an innocent child twice, and murdering a pair of city guards in broad daylight, which is a bit ironic really.
BlackMage
Can we kill him now? He's a goth, it's what he wants.
White Mage
A great disturbance in the Order. As if millions of voices cried out to say, "Oh s**t!"
The Colour of Magic
"Let's just say that if complete and utter chaos was lightning, he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'."
Small Gods
"He says gods like to see an atheist around. Gives them something to aim at."
Sourcery
Rincewind: "I'm not going to ride on a magic carpet! I'm afraid of grounds!"
Conina: "You mean heights. And stop being silly."
Rincewind: "I know what I mean! It's the grounds that kill you!"
Conina: "You mean heights. And stop being silly."
Rincewind: "I know what I mean! It's the grounds that kill you!"
Hogfather
THE HOGFATHER GIVES PRESENTS. THERE IS NO BETTER PRESENT THAN A FUTURE.
The Light Fantastic
It looked like the sort of book described in library catalogues as "slightly foxed", although it would be more honest to admit that it looked as though it had beed badgered, wolved and possibly beared as well.
Hogfather
Twyla: "I'm afwaid of the monster in the cellar, Thusan. It's going to eat me up."
Susan: What have I told you about trying to sound ingratiatingly cute, Twyla?"
Twyla: "You said I mustn't. You said that exaggerated lisping is a hanging offence and I only do it to get attention."
Susan: What have I told you about trying to sound ingratiatingly cute, Twyla?"
Twyla: "You said I mustn't. You said that exaggerated lisping is a hanging offence and I only do it to get attention."
Witches Abroad
To Nanny Ogg Greebo was still the cute little kitten that chased balls of wool around the floor.
To the rest of the world he was an enormous tomcat, a parcel of incredibly indestructible life forces in a skin that looked less like a fur than a piece of bread that had been left in a damp place for a fortnight. Strangers often took pity on him because his ears were non-existent and his face looked as though a bear had camped on it. They could not know that this was because Greebo, as a matter of feline pride, would attempt to fight or rape absolutely anything, up to and including a four-horse logging wagon. Ferocious dogs would whine and hide under the stairs when Greebo sauntered down the street. Foxes kept away from the village. Wolves made a detour.
Greebo turned upon Granny Weatherwax a yellow-eyed stare of self-satisfied malevolence, such as cats always reserve for people who don't like them, and purred. Greebo was possibly the only cat who could snigger in purr.
To the rest of the world he was an enormous tomcat, a parcel of incredibly indestructible life forces in a skin that looked less like a fur than a piece of bread that had been left in a damp place for a fortnight. Strangers often took pity on him because his ears were non-existent and his face looked as though a bear had camped on it. They could not know that this was because Greebo, as a matter of feline pride, would attempt to fight or rape absolutely anything, up to and including a four-horse logging wagon. Ferocious dogs would whine and hide under the stairs when Greebo sauntered down the street. Foxes kept away from the village. Wolves made a detour.
Greebo turned upon Granny Weatherwax a yellow-eyed stare of self-satisfied malevolence, such as cats always reserve for people who don't like them, and purred. Greebo was possibly the only cat who could snigger in purr.
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