a series of incorrect quotes based on personal interactions:
tennyson: don’t listen to anything this man says. half of what comes out of his mouth is lies!
halt: no
halt: more than half, i’d say
duncan: when halt began teaching crowley hibernian, i was convinced the two of them would use it to talk about me behind my back
*muffled hibernian bickering in the background*
duncan: as it turns out, they mostly use it to antagonize each other without my interference
halt: do we have to go to this funeral? i don’t even know this man!
pauline: he’s dead, if that helps, so you aren’t likely to meet him!
halt: it doesn’t help
will’s fortune cookie: your persistance will soon pay off
will:
will: I WANT A DOG I WANT A DOG I WANT A DOG I WANT A DOG I
crowley: i don’t see how anyone can drink their coffee with honey. it’s disgraceful
halt, behind him, pouring a copious amount of honey into his coffee: oh, yes — truly unthinkable
crowley: *writes “project” on a chalkboard* alright you motley lot, what should we name this project?
berrigan: operation oakleaf
farell: project coffee-beans
halt: mission ‘see-that-morgarath-never-shows-his—sorry-backside-outside-of-gorlan-again’
crowley:
crowley: *underlines “project”* we’ll think on it
will: *carefully places the final card on top of his card tower and sits back proudly*
pre-character development horace: *turns on fan*
would I run off the world someday, nobody knows
the "I'm not a drinker myself" to gradually becoming an alcoholic to numb out the pain pipeline
the "I don't want them to change me. turn me into something I'm not" to being turned into a mutt version of himself pipeline
the "I do everything in my power to protect my sister" to losing her anyway pipeline
snow really convinced himself lucy gray didn't love him (after she wrote a whole song about him and tried to run away with him) and then forty years later told sixteen year old haymitch abernathy that dying in the arena would be dodging a bullet compared to loving a covey girl. top 10 situationships gone horribly wrong
𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝐴 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝘩𝑒’𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑑. 𝑃𝑢𝑟𝑒-𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟, 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠, 𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑔𝘩 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟.
𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛, 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑊𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑛 𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝑎 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑. 𝐻𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐𝘩 𝑡𝑜 𝘩𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑜𝑟, 𝐴 𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑜’𝑠 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒.
—A lady and her quill, Courage Worn in Scarlet and Green
I come bearing gifts! our in motion versions of our princess portraits! A true collab of everyone's hard work! The motion done by Tori, character portrait by Bry, and the rest of the assets done by Nat!
Kaider Wedding Portrait version two~ (version one)
reading The Hibernian:
surely no one will be able to tell who my favourite character is…
bless this man 😭
just the absolute worst luck (mostly due to Morgarath’s blazing target on his back, but I digress)
could’ve sworn his eyes were green?? *scuttles off to edit fanfic*
it also just hit me that it’s never mentioned in the first 10 books that Halt and Crowley trained under the same man. could’ve used more of Crowley in the original books in general, imo (definitely no personal bias here)
ah… so we meet at last
“Some people are artists. Some themselves, are art.”
gilan: hey, halt, did you get a chance to consider my plan?
halt, reading a letter: uh-huh.
gilan: what do you think?
halt: mhm.
gilan: halt?
halt: anytime.
gilan: mm. i’m gonna go compromise the integrity of the corps by selling crown secrets to skandia and then blame it on will now, yeah?
will: hey.
halt: oh, go on then.
gilan, cracking up: can i assassinate the king while i'm at it?
and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor, shall be lifted—nevermore! ••• nineteen years of living on this planet and still somehow unable to make connections properly • infp 9w1 • in a perpetual state of indecision between reading or writing more • trying to maintain a sense of whimsy admist the gruelling nature of everyday life•••ranger’s apprentice • the lunar chronicles • the hunger games (and many more)
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