#nobby nobbs
Are we there yet, sir?
Inktober 25You’re so kind!
Jingo is actually one of my favorites :) Thanks for your request!
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Nobby nudged him. “What’re we doing down here, sarge? I mean, what’s it all about? Poking around, looking at weird marks on the rocks, going in and out of caves… and the smell… well…”
“It’s not me,” said Sergeant Colon.
“Smells like… sulfur…”
Little bubbles streamed past the window.
“It stunk up on the surface, too,” Nobby went on.
“Nearly finished, gentlemen,” said Lord Vetinari, putting the papers aside. “One last little venture and then we can surface. Very well, Leonard… take us underneath.”
“Er… aren’t we underneath already, sir?” said Colon.
“Only underneath the sea, sergeant.”
“Ah. Right.” Colon gave this due consideration. “Is there anything else to be under, then, sir?”
“Yes, sergeant. Now we’re going under the land.”
-Jingo, Terry Pratchett
Sergeant Colon knew he was facing one of the most dangerous moments in his career.
There was nothing for it. He was out of options.
“Er… if I add this A and this O and this I and this D,” he said, the sweat pouring down his pink cheeks, “then I can use that V to make ‘avoid.’ Er… and that gets me, er, a… what d’you cal these blue squares, Len?”
“A ‘Three Times Ye Value of Thee Letter’ score,” said Leonard of Quirm.
“Well done, sergeant,” said Lord Vetinari. “I do believe that puts you in the lead.”
“Er… I do believe it does, sir,” squeaked Sergeant Colon.
“However, I find that you have left me the use of my U, N, and A, B, L, E,” the Patrician went on, “which incidentally lands me on this Three Times the Whole Worde square and, I rather suspect, wins me the game.”
Sergeant Colon sagged with relief.
“A capital game, Leonard,” said Vetinari. “What did you say it was called?”
“I call it the ‘Make Words With Letters That Have All Been Mixed Up Game,’ my lord.”
“Ah. Yes. Obviously. Well done.”
“Huh, an’ I got three points,” mumbled Nobby. “They was perfectly good words that you wouldn’t let me have, too.”
“I’m sure the gentlemen don’t want to know those words,” said Colon severely.
“I’d have got ten points for that X.”The occupants of the boat play the Make Words With Letters That Have All Been Mixed Up Game | Terry Pratchett, Jingo
There, still wearing his hugely oversized coat but now with the addition of a helmet much too large for him, was Nobby Nobbs.
“How did you get there, Nobby?”
“My mum says I’m insidious,” said Nobby, grinning. A concertina sleeve rose to the vicinity of Nobby’s head, and Vimes realized that somewhere in there was a salute.
“She’s right,” said Vimes. “So, where—”
“’M an acting constable now, Sarge,” said Nobby. “Mr. Colon said so. Gave me a spare helmet. ’M carvin’ meself a badge out of, of—what’s that, like, waxy, kind of like candles but you can’t eat it?”
“Soap, Nobby. Remember the word.”
Night Watch - Terry Pratchett
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You could trust him with your life, although you’d be daft to trust him with a dollar.
In this house we are Nobby Nobbs stans first and certified humans second
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Sam Vimes, Carrot Ironfoundersson, Fred Colon and Nobby Nobbs
I finally scanned my Discworld Inktober drawings from last year, because I’m getting them printed into a zine! Here’s the first four, because of course I started with the four original Night Watch members from Guards! Guards! Fun fact: for some reason, Colon got the most likes out of any of these drawings when I posted them on Instagram. I guess The Algorithm™ really likes old Fred for some reason.
Check out the Kickstarter for the zine [here]!
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