almost done with my fourth book! making money. here's my take on mr. bent
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almost done with my fourth book! making money. here's my take on mr. bent
Read Making Money here's my first drawings I did... Don't like my Moist here I feel like I've been messing up his face funny enough. my deliver us art was so good it cursed me to never draw him right again/j
no one did clowns like pratchett. sure "the fool jingled miserably across the floor" but that's just the tip of the iceberg....imagine alluding to a character's tragic backstory and deep repression of his true nature and heavily implying he might be a vampire before revealing the identity he's been battling against all book is actually just a literal circus clown
"Mavolio Bent had a definition of “silly” that most people would have considered a touch on the broad side. Laughter was silly. Theatricals, poetry, and music were silly. Clothes that weren’t gray, black, or at least of undyed cloth were silly. Pictures of things that weren’t real were silly (pictures of things that were real were unnecessary). The ground state of being was silliness, which had to be overcome with every mortal fiber.
Missionaries from the stricter religions would have found in Mavolio Bent an ideal convert, except that religion was extremely silly."
-Making Money- Terry Pratchett
“And possibly a ladder,” said Mr. Bent. He pulled a strip of pink rubber from his pocket, and bowed.
- Making Money, Discworld #36
Is he a fucking clown?!?!
Don't even. He's a clown isn't he???
Can you get the place cleaned up?" "Sir?" "The carpets are mucky, the plush ropes are unraveled, the curtains have seen better centuries, and the brass needs a jolly good scrub. The bank should look smart, Mr. Bent. You might give money to a beggar, but you wouldn't lend it to him, eh?
Making Money, Terry Pratchett
"I read somewhere that the coins represent a promise to hand over a dollar's worth of gold," said Moist helpfully.
Mr. Bent steepled his hand in front of his face and turned his eyes upward as though praying.
"In theory, yes," he said after a few moments. "I would prefer to say that it is a tacit understanding that we will honor our promise to exchange it for a dollar's worth of gold, provided we are not, in point of fact, asked to."
"Ah, the inventor of the revolutionary unsecured one-penny note?" said Bent, extending a thin hand.
Making Money, Terry Pratchett