If Stormlight Characters Read The Stormlight Archive
As requested by @imtheseventh :)
Let's say Stormlight Characters got their hands on The Stormlight Archive by Brandon Sanderson--you know, the book written about all of their lives. What would they think of Sanderson's depiction of them?
[SPOILERS FOR STORMLIGHT ARCHIVE THROUGH RHYTHM OF WAR!]
1. Navani
Navani: Say, Dalinar...
Navani: Why is Evi's name replaced by Shshsh in all of your POV chapters?
Dalinar: ...
Dalinar: Ah, so here's the thing...
2. Adolin
Adolin: Shallan, wait!
Adolin: This is feeling like a flashback chapter about your life.
Adolin: Don't read it to me. It feels weird to find out this way.
Adolin: I'd rather wait until you're ready to tell me.
Shallan: Ah, so you want to stop listening whenever my past comes up?
Shallan: That's exactly what I used to do! High five!
Adolin: I don't
Adolin: I don't know that this is a high-five moment.
3. Shallan
Shallan: L-Listen, Jasnah...
Shallan: I SWEAR I was neither thinking about nor looking at your boobs quite as much as the book makes it sound..
Shallan: I think this Sanderson guy was just projecting!
Jasnah: I believe you, Shallan.
Shallan: Y-You do?
Jasnah: I have to assume he wanted to establish my beauty but felt that it would be less salacious to have it filtered through another woman's perspective.
Shallan: Y-Yeah, that makes sense...
Jasnah: After all, if you loved my boobs that much, I don't know why you sat there and doodled Captain Kaladin instead of them...
Shallan: WHELP TIME TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT
4. Syl
Syl: ...
Kaladin: Hey, are you okay? You seem...down.
Kaladin: And are you wearing trousers??
Syl: Was...was there something wrong in how I dressed?
Kaladin: No? What do you mean?
Syl: Like, was it immature?
Kaladin: No?
Syl: Then why does this Brandon guy call my dress "girlish" like 19 billion times?!?
Hoid: Oh, don't worry about that! Writers get weirdly fixated on words! At least you weren't always doing things maladroitly, ha!
Syl: ...What?
Hoid: Whoops wrong series!
5. Gaz
Gaz: Look...I know I wasn't the Almighty's most perfect guy, but..
Gaz: Could he maybe have written me as slightly LESS of the embodiment of a sniveling cremling??
Gaz: Like, give a guy a break!
Vathah: What, too much realism for a fantasy?
Gaz: You shut up!
6. Sadeas
Sadeas: I was so upset...so flabbergasted...when Dalinar outmaneuvered me in that disadvantaged duel...
Sadeas: But it was all just LUCK?!
Sadeas: He didn't maneuver for SHIT!
Sadeas: He just happened to have EVERY SINGLE PERSON WITH SUPERPOWERS on his side and they were ALL stupid enough to get INVOLVED
Sadeas: It's so much worse now!!!
Ialai: At least their dark-eyed captain ruined it at the end.
Sadeas: Ugh, yeah, thank the stars for THAT.
7. Kaladin
Kaladin: I actually hate this.
Lyn: Why?
Kaladin: Hearing about all my friends dying...again...having my actions framed as some type of "heroism"...
Kaladin: T-That guy writes me like I'm the hero!
Lyn: ...I am fairly certain that you are.
Kaladin: Ughhhh...
8. Lirin & Hesina
The Way of Kings sits before them
Hesina: ...
Lirin: ...
Hesina: ...
Lirin: ...
Hesina: Do you want to go & cry forever over our boys?
Lirin: Yes please.
9. Moash
Moash: Wow.
Moash: After hearing all about King Elhokar from the perspective of the people who actually like him...
Moash: I gotta say...
Moash: I was totally right!
Moash: That guy is SUCH an asshole!
10. Dalinar
Dalinar: ...
Dalinar: ...
Dalinar: ...
Dalinar: I just can't believe that he STOLE Nohadon’s TITLE.
11. (!) Bonus Vin
Vin: KELSIER WHAT THE HELL
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genuinely hope natalie keeps jackie's necklace in s3 -- that she fiddles with it and stares at it, a little crooked heart on a golden string, and thinks about jackie taylor and how never in a million years would she have given this gift to nat, and yet it now belongs to her anyways. the good luck charm. the blessing of protection. an undying promise of a love natalie has struggled to know her whole life ( i would never hurt you on purpose / you're my best friend and i'd do anything for you ) and most importantly it's something that replaced the cold steel of a knife against her neck in the form of their soccer captain's delicate heart. it's hers, hers, hers, and when her head is weighed with antlers the only warmth she feels is from a metallic shape that's long since indented itself against her sunken, bony skin. a love she'll pass down to prey she'll always feel sorry for but a love that'll return to her all the same. and maybe in a kinder life it was something nat rightfully earned rather than the premature consolation it really was. and maybe in that other world the necklace comes from a well maintained, plushy hand : dangled into nat's ring-clustered fingers with a smile. and instead of pitiful sorry i love you's, it's a sickly fond look, one that's just for her.
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