Words of the Constant
Snaptooth Flytrap
Bereft of life.
Science could not have done this.
Shhh. It's sleeping.
A recently departed carnivorous plant.
I've never seen a carnivorous plant reach such an illustrious size.
A shame. It's much more interesting when it's awake.
Still gross.
I don't feel like being eaten right now.
I could almost like them when they're asleep.
I say! That's a relief!
Rather ornery fellow!
Bah! Not so lively now!
I can't say I'm sad about this.
Oh my, what big teeth you have.
Now is a good time to sneak past.
Is there a place in Valhalla for such beasts?
Foe! To battle!
It has unwisely let its guard down.
It's dead.
That's one handsome abomination.
A nefarious napper.
Aww. Kinda feel sorry for it now.
We aren't food!
I hope it stays asleep.
Yet death still eludes me (sigh).
Why can't you just leave me be?
May your dreams be as horrid as you.
I'm not going to cry over that.
Excuse me while I avoid you entirely.
Sleeping on the job. Not that I have a problem with that.
It has expired.
This Dionaea has reached maturation.
I'm curious as to why it requires sleep.
THE SLEEP OF DEATH
I'LL TICKLE YOUR CATASTROPHE!
ITS EYELIDS DROOP
It's very dead now.
You look like you'd burn well.
It's sleeping.
Is not working.
Do not eat Wolfgang!
Plant is bedtime.
As a doornail.
That's a big one there, eh?
No need to wake it.
Danc'd tha hemp'n jig.
Yer in fer it now.
Thar sails b'furled.
(sob)
Wants belly stuff