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kamy2425 · 6 months

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(Discworld Fanfic) "The Meaning of Death"

Chapter 1- An Introduction

Through the vastness of the cosmic. Between the infinite and everlasting universe, a turtle passes.

And upon its immense hard shell, stood four elephants.

Swimming through infinite galaxies, they go onward into the unknown.

But this story is not about giant turtles and elephants from the stars.

...

This story takes place on the disc carried by the elephants that stand on the back of the Great A’Tuin, the star turtle. In this Discworld, across the sky and endless mountains... Through the plains and extensiveness of the forests and into a network of forgotten ruins, RINCEWIND, the self-proclaimed WIZZARD…

Was a bit tied up at the moment.

Just a simple errand, they said. Mumbled Rincewind in the solitude of his mind, Anyone could do it, they said.

He guessed it was his own fault in accepting just another request from the senior wizards of the Unseen University. Just when it feels like it could be just a regular and non-dangerous errand, it appears. He should have been used to it by now. Rincewind always finds trouble and IT always finds him.

There’s that feeling on the back of his neck again.

The cold chills of being dragged as a small chess piece across the room and being put onto a checkered surface. The rattling of dice buzzing around his head as if Fate was gambling against the Lady once more. No one could really understand what Rincewind goes through. Not even himself could answer as to why things are the way they are.

Though, maybe he never really gave the time to think about it. He was always busy running.

Speaking of which, Rincewind wiggled to try to loosen the grip of the ropes that tied around his arms.

He immediately decided to stop.

What if it works and he is set free? Then what? Rincewind will tell you. He’ll probably go about looking for an exit. Just to mysteriously find a particular lever. Then, walls would open up and reveal a secret escape route. Only for him to get ambushed by the enemy waiting on the other side and asking him:

How did you manage to escape?

or

Look at our swords, they’re very sharp aren’t they? Let’s test it out, shall we?

Frankly, Rincewind didn’t want to find out. So he bravely decided to just stay put. After all, some solitude and a bit of bread everyday seemed like his regular times back in UU. Only, there’s no potatoes lying around.

HELLO, RINCEWIND.

“Oh, sh-”

HOW'S IT HANGING?

Rincewind went back to the escaping part of his plans as he shook the ropes at great speed.

“Um...it's-it's not my time yet, is it?” asked Rincewind nervously at the black-robed figure.

UNFORTUNATELY. Death replied.

Rincewind’s pacing slowed down, just a bit. Escaping was still in motion.

“So, why are you here?”

THERE'S A MAN I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT WITH. IT'’S ON IN 5 MINUTES.

“N-no I mean, why are you HERE?” The wizard pointed. At the fact, considering that he had no hands in which to point at the moment.

Rincewind had no idea that Death itself could sigh. Actually, don’t think there would be anyone that knew the fact and survived in order to tell this little info. Still, Death did a great impression of a sigh, as Rincewind saw him crouch down and sat next to him. Death placed his scythe resting on his skeletal lap. The reflection of Rincewind’s face against the blade, caused him to try to pick up the pace once again.

The struggles of the wizard caused some crates above the shelf behind him to fall down on the floor. Some wood debris, ropes, bottles, and a mace spread all over the room.

ALBERT SAYS I SHOULD MAKE FRIENDS.

"Did he now?" Rincewind replied without really paying much attention. His mouth let him auto-pilot the conversation due to the fact that it would be considered rude not to answer back to Death. The other however, went silent for a moment. Rincewind looked back curiously.

Death was tapping his fingers on the handle of his scythe numerous times. It felt like something was biting an imaginary tongue within his skull.

I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO MAKE THINGS. LET ALONE, FRIENDS.

"I...figured as much."

SO I GOT TO THINKING…

Very dangerous. Rincewind said in the back of mind as he nodded.

A FRIEND IS SOMEONE YOU SEE VERY OFTEN.

Rincewind gulped.

He tried to pop his head back and forth against the wooden furniture behind him. Maybe he could make himself unconscious and wake up to a different type of unplanned-adventure. Gods knows he won’t be lucky enough to go back to Ankh-Morpork, but anywhere seemed to be a better choice than staying here.

BUT ANYONE I HAPPEN TO MEET, WILL ONLY SEE ME ONCE.

"Once is plenty, I'll say." Rincewind groaned as his head was hurting from all the popping.

AND YET. THIS ISN'T THE LAST TIME I'VE SEEN YOU.

"Oh...Gods." Rincewind whimpered as the conclusion was getting closed at hand.

RINCEWIND, WILL YOU HAPPEN TO BE MY FRIEN-

"HIPPOS!” Rincewind yelled through his lungs, “BANANAS! Uh….MARMALADE! PNEUMONOULTRAMICROSCOPICSILICOVOLCANOCONIOSIS!”

“Hey!” Shouted a voice from the other room, “Quiet in there!”

Oh goods, an interruption! Rincewind cheered in his mind as the door opened to reveal the man who caused the wizard’s entrapment in the first place.

“Look, how was I supposed to know that you were after that thing ?” Rincewind asked in utter annoyance.

As a form of intimidation, the man took out his sword from the scabbard around his waist. The wizard coiled his head in return.

“That thing is said to grant wishes!” The man yelled with a passion, “It is what our organization has stood for 100 years! It grants us the ultimate answer of the universe! It is...the ORB OF KNOWLEDGE!”

“It’s just a ball with notes stuck inside!” Rincewind pleaded, “You shake it and it tells you things that are already written! We use it for parties!”*

“Blasphemy!” The man swung his sword in the air, “I’ll curse you and send you to hell myself!”

The guy launched forwards, his foot caught in a crack on the floor. His other foot landed on a piece of slippery broken wood as his body flew up. The last thing he saw was several pointing bits of a mace.

*The only banned questions the wizards of the Unseen University listed as to not ask the Orb of Knowledge are as follows: Will I get a girlfriend? What about a boyfriend? I’m not picky, just want to cover all bases. Am I a good wizard? And...Am I dead? Most of these questions were banned by majority vote just because it made the whole party vibes to be rather depressing. Apparently, not everyone got the picture and started asking only these questions. It was up to the senior wizards to get rid of the object for good. Being the causers of this predicament in the first place, it was their responsibility that the orb should have been destroyed.

“I died? Just like that?” Asked the ghost as he saw his own body lying on the floor.

YES. MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE WATCHED WHERE YOU WERE GOING.

“Well, now I don't have to do that anymore!”

“YES, ISN'T IT GRAND?” Death’s bony jaw cracked into a smile.

“That was sarcasm! What am I going to do now?!”

Death stood back.

Rincewind leaned into the 1-sided conversation closely. It did not sound good, by the looks of it. Death pondered for a moment in order to find the answer for the ghost’s aching question. His eye sockets shined brightly blue as he became quite pleased with himself. He could not wait to share his discovery with the dead man.

WALK FORWARDS.

Death opened up a portal that led to an infinite gray desert with black darkened skies. He held out his hand on the back of the ghost and led the way in.

Almost half-way inside, Death’s head popped right back for one last time.

I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN, RINCEWIND.

"How much later?" The wizard asked anxiously.

Death chuckled. Chuckled? As he closed the portal behind him, leaving Rincewind alone, confused, and startled. A regular day for Rincewind actually, so back to status quo!

Rincewind looked down at the now diseased corpse and then quickly stared at the sharpness of the blade that the man had dropped. It was exactly in the right distance for him to reach. And exactly the exact sharpness needed for these exact ropes.

“Fine. Fine alright! I'll escape!” Rincewind yelled out to the universe. He proceeded to brush the ropes against the sword as the grip loosened. The ropes fell down onto the floor. "Are you happy now? Are you entertained?!"

The universe didn't answer back.

Not even chuckled.

CHAPTER 1 / 2 / 3 / ???

#Rincewind #discworld #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #rincedeath #FriendSHIP #rinceflower #The meaning of death #terry pratchett #gnu terry pratchett #So....I'm making a fic #Curious to see if I'm writing the characters right. I love Rincewind and Death and I love it when they actually shared moments together in #the books

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cahootings · 5 months

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I redownload this app for one day once every maybe two months and unfortunately I’m rewarded every time

#everyone reblogging this needs to go stream our flag means death on max #and suck your friends’ fingers

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awhimproned · 6 months

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new niche just dropped

edit: there’s a pattern of something something wanting to protect their partners from what they know to be horrible

#stede bonnet #aziraphale #guillermo de la cruz #ofmd #what we do in the shadows #good omens #our flag means death #wwdits #nandermo #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #edward teach #blackbeard #crowley #nandor #nandor the relentless #the new superwholock just keeps getting better

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bloodybellycomb · 6 months

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Bro, my unyielding loyalty towards you is totally normal and healthy, I swear. It's just that it's definitely my duty to rip out your enemies throats with my bare teeth. You are the love of my life and I am your most valuable tool. Each night, I fantasize about dying in your arms, covered in blood, and then I close my eyes one final time, satisfied because I can feel your fingers on my face as I take my last breath. Haha anyways

#the iliad #patrochilles #shakespeare #hamlet #the locked tomb #griddlehark #one piece #roronoa zoro #our flag means death #this is both ed and stede at the same time #black sails #hey whats up with pirates why are they all like this #birdy chirps

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djarin · 6 months

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#he got the Izzy Stamp of Approval™!!!

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samd1o1 · 8 months

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My experience with queer media lately:

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charliebugz · 6 months

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When Izzy first walked out I was worried that he would be made into a joke that the crew would laugh at

but then he started singing and the dancing began and I realized that he wasn’t meant to be a joke at all. This is the most open and happy we’ve ever seen Izzy and the show treated it that way. Not mocking him but instead celebrating this moment.

When we talk about queer representation it’s usually just focused on queer relationships, but what I love about this episode is it shows other sides of being queer. That moment where Izzy saw Wee John doing his makeup and had a realization that he wanted that too? That is what being queer means to me. The crew singing along and cheering for him? That is what being apart of the queer community means to me.

What i love about this show is that it shows queer joy, not in a sanitized way, but in away that is messy, beautiful, and without any mockery or shame.

#the fact i expected him to be made fun of just reflects how queer people are usually presented in media #i was preparing myself for an awkward scene full of secondhand embarrassment for izzy #but then it didn’t happen. And it just made me immediately feel so warm and fuzzy inside.#like he can express the not socially acceptable parts of himself and not be outcast for it #and that’s just so fantastical to me #our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd spoilers #our flag means death spoilers #ofmd s2e6 #izzy hands #rambling #i speak!

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goodsirs · 6 months

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Our Flag Means Death 2.06 "Calypso's Birthday"

#our flag means death #ofmd #izzy hands #wee john feeney #con o'neill #kristian nairn #ofmdedit #tvedit #*

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spamton · 22 days

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i accidentally napped and had a dream (nightmare?) where a new update for stardew valley released where everything was the same except on a random day in year 3 Evelyn would just straight up die. There was a whole cutscene that started in her house where she collapsed, and then transitioned over to the hospital where Harvey gave George and Alex the worst news of their lives. However, they got to speak to her where she said something along the lines of "Yoba will protect me, and I am sure he will let me watch over you."

Alex and George would not talk to the player for more than a few words for a full season after this event. George would spend most of his time in the bedroom, so if you had less than 2 hearts with him, you could barely ever speak to him.

And Alex... oh my god, poor Alex. If you were married to him during this event, he just stayed in bed all day. Otherwise, if single, he would just stand on the beach most of the time, staring off into the ocean. If you tried to interact with him, it would just say "Alex is grieving... Better leave him be."

There was also other NPC dialogue like mayor Lewis saying "I haven't seen the community in this state of mourning since your grandfather passed..."

there was also a glitch where you could make Evelyn live forever and there were entire guides for the "immortal Evelyn glitch" that got patched out in the next update. If you tried to perform the glitch after the patch, mr. Qi would tell you that "hey, it happens to all of us. We can't prevent it, and neither can you, no matter how hard you try."

#stardew valley #sdv #death tw #grandparent death tw #family death tw #I DIDNT MEAN TO DOZE OFF AND YOBA PUNISHED ME IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE

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nicostiel · 9 months

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#The holy trinity of queer agony

#goodomensedit #good omens #good omens 2 #supernatural #our flag means death #ofmd #david tennant #neil gaiman #gay #lgbt #lgbtq #spn #destiel #queer #ineffable husbands #*myedits

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noknowshame · 1 year

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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

#instant conversation enders for my multiple youth pastor cousins #don’t say it (I’m gonna say it)#The Child is The Price #but i mean come on #as someone who isn't actually even christian the real-life historical version of this is still cursed as fuck #i mean we know that jesus was a person who existed. whatever circumstances he was born in #its terrifyingly ominous to imagine being so unaware of the affect your child will have on the future of humanity #time itself will one day be counted around your birth of him #and all because he will suffer an excruciatingly painful death that you will not be able to prevent #not only that. but regardless of his or your intentions #regardless of whether there is a god #for millenea unfathomable millions will have blood spilled and will spill blood in his name #atrocities will be committed that you cannot even conceive of #and all on his and your behalf #you love your child. its beautiful. but there's horror in what you've done. because everyone else will love him too #and what's more dangerous than that?

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ayo-edebiri · 6 months

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