There was such good speculation, in the old archives, that the cold servant’s speech bubbles were broken up into separate ideas. That’s why “too many” and “fierce one’s” can share the same bubble, while “of” and “the” and “how” and “tiresome” are all separate.
I always imagine their speech rather like GLaDOS from Portal, though less electronic – different tone for each bubble, stilted with no flow to it. It sounds creepy.
Katzenbar, good to see someone with memory of the old archives still around. I particularity liked the description on the old archive of someone saying they imagined the cold servants speach as “Like Darth Vader with Laryngitis”, mostly because it let me post this reply.
“I always pictured (if picture is an adequate word for describing sound or something very like it) the voices of the Cold Servants as quiet, slightly horse and hissing whisperings that in true Pratchett style arrive straight in the language centre of your brain without having passed thought your ears or the intervening air for that matter. Telepathy is inherently creepy as the contact necessitated by communication would be so direct it blurs the boundaries of self. That is what the fear of ghosts is all about; not the fear they will HURT you, the fear they can TOUCH you, despite all the little boundaries your mind frantically constructs to keep the crushing dead weight of the universe out, like names and self and identity and sexuality and concepts of language and age and class and memory and warmth and light. The idea that as far as these COLD servants are concerned, like ghosts, those little shields don’t exist to them, that to them perhaps your just another little flickering thing separated from everything else in the big cold world by eggshell thin walls, now how much scarier is that that Darth Vader with Laryngitis boys and girls.
I’m of to bed. Sweet dreams all!”
Yeah, i am pretty much going though the archive and putting all my old comments back. But what of it? At least i had the good seance/obsessive compulsive archiving instinct to back them all up in word.
I know they’re evil…but I LOVE those Cold Servants! They look awesome, and they’re apparently more dangerous than they look! And that’s saying something!
A /white/ bird, Jamz. Then again, we don’t know by what value Shadowchild classified it as white.
They speak of one who seems to be she-who-is-fiercer. Perhaps they are the followers of he who was he-is, and the dead god is what is left of he who was he-is (recall that he-is and she-is were much larger than their followers and the prey in Ed’s story).
I always picture (if that’s the right word for it) the Cold Servants’ voices being like Death from Pratchett, only not as… errr… Deathly?
I wonder if Shadowchild is related to the cold ones? They talk the same way, except shadowchild can fit a full sentence into a bubble.
I imagine their words are in separate bubbles because they talk slower and much more creepier, but just as..shadowy?
There was such good speculation, in the old archives, that the cold servant’s speech bubbles were broken up into separate ideas. That’s why “too many” and “fierce one’s” can share the same bubble, while “of” and “the” and “how” and “tiresome” are all separate.
Shadowchild did say he came from a dead bird, after all.
I always imagine their speech rather like GLaDOS from Portal, though less electronic – different tone for each bubble, stilted with no flow to it. It sounds creepy.
“Fierce one’s daughters.” So I’m guessing that this means that “she-is-fiercer” really was.
Katzenbar, good to see someone with memory of the old archives still around. I particularity liked the description on the old archive of someone saying they imagined the cold servants speach as “Like Darth Vader with Laryngitis”, mostly because it let me post this reply.
“I always pictured (if picture is an adequate word for describing sound or something very like it) the voices of the Cold Servants as quiet, slightly horse and hissing whisperings that in true Pratchett style arrive straight in the language centre of your brain without having passed thought your ears or the intervening air for that matter. Telepathy is inherently creepy as the contact necessitated by communication would be so direct it blurs the boundaries of self. That is what the fear of ghosts is all about; not the fear they will HURT you, the fear they can TOUCH you, despite all the little boundaries your mind frantically constructs to keep the crushing dead weight of the universe out, like names and self and identity and sexuality and concepts of language and age and class and memory and warmth and light. The idea that as far as these COLD servants are concerned, like ghosts, those little shields don’t exist to them, that to them perhaps your just another little flickering thing separated from everything else in the big cold world by eggshell thin walls, now how much scarier is that that Darth Vader with Laryngitis boys and girls.
I’m of to bed. Sweet dreams all!”
Yeah, i am pretty much going though the archive and putting all my old comments back. But what of it? At least i had the good seance/obsessive compulsive archiving instinct to back them all up in word.
I am in looove with the graphic design of this page. The long, mostly dark panels are so oppressive and edgy! Grrrrawh! 😀
You know they’re menacing when they’ just offed a whole Hyena hunting pack, and their response to fighting the leader is “How tiresome.”
I love those panels. Enjoying browsing back through the archives and seeing all the amazing stuff that has kept me reading all this time.
Dammit, i will be more careful about repeating identical comments on different pages when re-reading stuff…
Yeah, sorry. look on the bright side: Grim Eyes has never looked more awesome.
I know they’re evil…but I LOVE those Cold Servants! They look awesome, and they’re apparently more dangerous than they look! And that’s saying something!
I imagine their voice as sounding as if someone recorded each word/phrase separately then replayed it together. No inflection or flow.
And with just a tiny bit more space in between each than normal speech would allow for.
A /white/ bird, Jamz. Then again, we don’t know by what value Shadowchild classified it as white.
They speak of one who seems to be she-who-is-fiercer. Perhaps they are the followers of he who was he-is, and the dead god is what is left of he who was he-is (recall that he-is and she-is were much larger than their followers and the prey in Ed’s story).
Not a spoiler, just speculation.