Cut-My-Own-Throat Dibbler
CMOT
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Clarecraft figure. My second figure is a conversion of the first and is loosely based on the Soul Music cartoon. The sales tray has been cut away and his arms repositioned by his sides. The arms needed a little rebuilding around the elbows and at the same time I added the large cuffs, flower and kipper tie. He's holding a contract and quill pen and is shown standing at the foot of the stage of the Drum ready to sign-up the Band with Rocks In. |
Design Notes
CMOT
Coat of Arms (Companion p 76)
Skinny with looks as if there had been some kind of rodent in his ancestry. Usually sells meat pies and sausages-in-a-bun from a tray around his neck, and when funds permit a barrow. Big name in Movies, manager of The Band with Rocks In, and also mail order seller of The Path of the Scorpion a self defence system , as practised by Magrat, under name of Grand Master Lossang Dibbler.
tT has a portable sausage cooking tray that he can just peer over. Snowflakes hissed in the congealed fat. Also has cold pork pies and a mustard pot.
On 25th May he wears a sprig of lilac in his hat.
Solstice Dibbler akn Soll
CMOT's nephew. Skinny youth and with a more modern outlook
on business.
Cut-My-Own-Hand-Off Dhblah (SG
p86) Lives in Omnia and wears djellaba
of desert tribes, tray round neck selling past their sell
by dates, gritty figs, new holy relics, lizards onna-stick,
luke warm ice cold sherbet Klatchian slices. Fair Go Dibbler large hat large shorts large boots
the double of CMOT. Tray suspended from neck, on front
of tray was written "Dibbler's Cafe' de Feet"
sold broadsheet ballads, pieces of hanging rope (really
clothes line) painted square of cardboard with at least
a string of sausages painted on, native art entitled sausage
and chips dreaming, meat pies mutton was cheaper than
cat, tipped into dish of mushy peas with tomato ketchup
from a red bottle. Dibbler family p201 TLC Al-jiblah - beard, little bowls in
his tray food stuff included at least 7 melons as Vetenari
juggled with them. In the time of Brutha, the nation
of Omnia (p.25) had one Cut-Me-Own-Hand-Off Dblah, purveyor
of dubious holy relics and rancid sweetmeats. Disembowel-Meself-Honorably Dibhala
from the Agatean city of Hung-Hung sells fresh 100-year-old
eggs in black shells, rice cakes, tea, something strange
wrapped in leaves and pork balls ona chopstick. There
is a bowl in the middle of his tray full of gold coins.
He has a big honest, friendly grin and wears a robe. Also
has a copy of "What I did on my Holidays". You can be pretty certain that
every society eventually produces its own particular Dibbler
variant. CMOT,s distant Relatives?
May-I-Never-Achieve-Enlightenment-Dhiblang
Dib-Diblossonson
May-I-Be-Kicked-In-My-Own-Ice-Hole-Dibooki
Swallow-My-Own-Blowdart-Dlang-Dlang