I AM WHAT COMES NEXT

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TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY.  Independent Death of Discworld
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           ❛ sweetheart, halloween isn’t for another FOUR WEEKS.
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WHAT HAS THAT GOT TO DO WITH ANYTHING? Oh, right, of course. Though generally when he didn’t  insist people saw him, they didn’t. Not as he truly was  anyway. And she certainly wasn’t a witch. Curious.  IT APPEARS I MAY HAVE ARRIVED EARLY. There was a first for everything, apparently. 

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As a sign of how comfortable Emily was growing with all of this insanity, Emily simply said "huh. I never would've guessed" then went back to making tea. "I-- I can't actually eat. Part of the whole 'dead' thing. So I've never tried curry."

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AH. THAT IS MOST UNFORTUNATE. I DO NOT REQUIRE FOOD MYSELF, BUT AT LEAST I CAN TRY IT. The question of ‘how’ was one for the ages, really. No one ever seemed to actually see him eat. A blink, and such things as curry were abruptly gone. 

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Susan raised an eyebrow. “Liar.” She tried not to laugh. “For someone with a perfect memory I expected better of you.”
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“You know quite well that a skeletal horse does not work. You’re the one always telling me that it kept falling apart.” She fluttered her eyebrows at him. “Besides I like Binky just how he is.”

IT WAS MERELY TEMPORARILY MISPLACED. A rattling click of bones as he shifted, perhaps in what could be called an awkward fashion. YOU DO NOT VISIT OFTEN. I FORGOT MYSELF. Though he was quite pleased to see her. 

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YES. BINKY IS A GOOD HORSE. BUT TOO CONCERNED WITH SUGAR LUMPS THESE DAYS.

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  “Well, that wasn’t actually my intent. I was attempting to inhume you, not to make an impression. Although I suppose it would have made an impression no matter what…”
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IF YOU MANAGED IT, THERE WOULD SIMPLY BE ANOTHER DEATH. THOUGH I WOULD HAVE BEEN VERY SURPRISED IF YOU HAD MANAGED IT. 

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"I-- I don't think it works that way" Emily said with another slight shake of her head. She was no longer sure which was odder: the fact that she was having a conversation with Death, or that none of her dogs seemed to care. They all acknowledged that he was there, but they did not seem to care that he was a giant skeleton in a robe as well as a stranger. Then again, she was never entirely sure what her dogs saw. Maybe they were old acquaintances? "I-- Er... Do you want-- Can you drink tea?"

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YES, OF COURSE. I ALSO ENJOY CURRY. IT’S LIKE BITING INTO A RED HOT ICE CUBE. Was that a tone of fondness? Surely not. His voice by definition lacked emotion. Well. Usually. 

Skeletal toes, barely visible on the other side of the dog tapped and clacked on the floor in a drumming motion. The Death of rats had long since vanished in the general direction of the kitchen. 

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