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I’m having a lot of emotions about Pickler from A Practical Guide to Evil, and there is a tragic dearth of content about this minor grumpy goblin. so. quotes that make me feel emotions, under a readmore
“We can’t win this. We can’t beat them,” Pickler hissed angrily, but her voice broke after. “I will not let us die doing the right thing. We are going to grow old, all of us. I will not – I don’t-“
“We can,” I said softly. “You know that already. It’s what scares you. No shame in that. I know what’s ahead better than any of you, and I’m terrified. It’ll be blood and mud and grief, but don’t think for a moment we can’t do it.”
The Senior Sapper took her hands of the table brusquely, to hide their shaking.
“It’ll be to the death, Foundling,” she said, amber eyes flicking away. “To the death. Do not start this lightly.”
-Book 3, Chapter 17: Allegiance help me they’re all so young and so scared and they were going to grow old, all of them
— “I work with imperfect tools, the way all my predecessors have,” Pickler said, “but it… irks, that I know we could be better. That we could match Keter blow for blow, if we had the time and the coin.”
I hid a fond smile. Leave it to my Sapper-General to be irked by being on the lesser side in an arms race with the Hidden Horror. Even most heroes, those chosen few blessed with the belief of promised victory, usually limited their ambition to survival and eking out a win when it came to the Original Abomination. Yet Pickler of the High Ridge tribe had been forged of goblin steel tempered in Wasteland fire, kept sharp by the whetstone of the Uncivil Wars. When faced with dreadful might, the Sapper-General of Callow’s nature was not to cower but to crave to surpass it.
“War’s not over,” I said. “One day it will take us to the gates of the Crown of the Dead itself, Pickler.”
I offered her a smile.
“On that day, I expect you will find your coffers filled to burst and few requests beyond acquiescence,” I said.
“Gobbler grant me breath until then,” Pickler of the High Ridge tribe grinned, all teeth and malice, and offered a quick bow. “I’ll get started on the work, Your Majesty.” Book 6, Chapter 65: Cross-Check
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— The dead were scattered and burning, the miraculous engines known as Pickler’s Nails – picklernagel – pounding away at their retreating mass.
Balls of pitch hit the ground, tossed by spindly catapults, spilling blackness where they landed and spreading the flames everywhere. The changes goblin engineering had made here… The Dead King’s commanders had grown wary of committing beorns to the first wave of the assault, after the fourth time they died without even touching a wall. Wary! The absurdity of that old monster’s generals being wary of anything at all had been as fine wine. -Book 7, Interlude: West I Pickler looked at the Dead King himself and said up your fucking game. And she was right. I love her
— “Don’t,” Pickler fervently said. “Don’t let us forge another closed kingdom within the kingdom. Let us into your cities, your countryside, your wilderness. Let us be part of something that does not want to eat us.”
I flinched away from the intensity of her gaze.
“They’ll hate you for it, the Matrons,” she said. “For showing them they don’t own what it means to be a goblin, that they just buried every other way and called it guidance. And I know it’s not what you want, not what Vivienne wants, that you have to think in kingdoms and favours and hard coin.”
She finished her drink, set it down.
“But we’ve stood behind you, Catherine,” Pickler said. “Not them, us. From the start, we’ve been with you. Sappers and soldiers and scouts, we’ve bled for you. And I won’t say it’s owed, because my people don’t believe in debt, but I need you to understand that I loved Robber – more than I thought, more than I knew – but there are fifty thousand like him the Eyries that never managed to flee. That are stuck and lost and will never see the light of day, know what the sun and the stars look like or even feel the wind on their face. Not unless you offer your hand to them.”
She left her chair, stood before me.
“I don’t have anything to offer you,” she said. “Nothing to bargain with. All I can say is please-”
I pushed back my chair, half-risen even as my leg ached, but I was not quick enough to stop her getting on her knees.
“- help us,” Pickler said. “Save us from ourselves, from each other.”
“I-” I choked out, at a loss for words.
“I think you might just be the only powerful person in the world who cares, Catherine,” she quietly said. “And I know you’re a queen, that you can’t afford to bend, but still I ask.”
She smiled, heartbreakingly.
“Please,” Pickler asked. “If not you, then who?” Book 7, Chapter 24: Bequeathal
— “I cannot repay you for this,” she finally said. “I do not have the years. But anything-”
“You told me,” I said, “that your people don’t believe in debt.”
She smiled, baring teeth like needles.
“For this, Catherine,” Pickler replied, “I would learn.”
“There’s nothing to pay back,” I gently said. “Even if it weren’t the right thing to do, even if there was nothing to gain, I would still have done it.”
I met her eyes.
“Because I do believe in debts,” I said. “Because you’re one of mine, Pickler, and you asked.” Book 7, Chapter 52: Mass
my heart, my fucking heart. because she asked
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gideon-ephraim · 1 year
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Kellie Pickler PicklerDog Vegan Style
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shititsarobyn · 2 months
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I put Witherburns After after school News on tape! Since getting into tma I’ve been putting different interests on microcassstes (like a normal tma fan would) and WASN has become a new interest!
It’s only able to fit the first 4 episodes and of course all of the art credits go to the artist that made them (unfortunately I have not been able to find out who they are probably because I’m bad at navagating websites) all I did was put em together into a template.
Anyways I rlly like this podcast and sorry about the audio quality from vid of the tape recording I don’t have proper recording equipment (:
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Vote for your fave & Reblog 😊😊
Also there's a few hours left to vote for the track 3 poll and tracks 4-9 polls are still open as well so check out my Masterpost for the links to those polls 😊😊
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chronically-unlucky · 7 months
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I wanna do a cosplay of a character but he’s from a podcast and there’s only like five episodes so it’s not big enough for fandom to have any consensus on what the characters look like yet
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The Fearless Tour
May 22, 2009 - Los Angeles, California
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therealjohnstewart · 6 months
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blumsbee · 9 months
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If Mr. Pickler has 100 fans I am one of them if he has 10 fans I am one of them if he has 1 fan it is me if there are no mr picker fans I am dead if the world is against mr pickler than I am against the world
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catz4ever · 11 months
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If you want an idea of how I'd act if I ever met Joseph Mawle in person...this is the most accurate example I can give you...🤣
Please tell me I am not the only one!
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I mean...can you blame me?! Look at this man! 🥵
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sophisticatedswifts · 1 month
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One of the funniest things to result from this album is people trying to claim thanK you aIMee is about Karlie Kloss and Style is about Matty Healy when those are two of the few songs in Taylor’s discography where she literally tells us who they’re about in the song title
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mermaidinthecity · 5 months
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2016 Viacom Kids and Family Group Upfront in New York City - March 3, 2016
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taylorliveperformances · 10 months
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Taylor Swift performing I'm Only Me When I'm With You with opening acts Kellie Pickler and Gloriana at the Fearless Tour, which ran from April 23, 2009, to July 10, 2010.
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perezhilton · 1 month
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Kellie Pickler was welcomed with a resounding standing ovation. So wonderful that she received that love from Nashville!
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sparklingdusts · 8 months
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chronically-unlucky · 7 months
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Mr. Pickler is a podcast character he could look like Cecil Palmer but in green. Who could say?
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