Words of the Constant
So that's where the music was coming from.
That doesn't look very comfortable.
Cadaverous.
Plants shouldn't move! That's just science!
Sleep well, horrible plant.
It's a bit gamey, but it'll do.
I cooked it myself!
Improved with scientific meat-wrapping technology.
The rack got dried.
Jerky time!
Meat takes a while to dry.
Meat takes even longer to dry in rain.
I should dry some meats.
Just jerky enough.
Smells fishy!
You better not try anything fishy.
Burnt merm flesh somehow smells even worse.
The stinkiest thing I'll smell all day.
Nothing to live in, now.
Who would live here?
Doesn't smell very good.
Someone wrote me a note!
Just an empty bottle.
Protects my brains.
A hands-free way to brighten my day.
Somehow the breeze comes out the back twice as fast.
I could draw better than that!
We should draw something on there.
It's not much use like this. We should place it.
That thing doesn't look happy.
It may contain a bigger something fantastic! Or horrible.
Wow! I'm glad that didn't gore me!
I'd sure like to whack that mole... thing.
Nowhere left to dig, my friend.
Something's under there, searching for minerals.
A wretched stench, but excellent visibility.
What a nice, homey hole in the ground!
Curious little guy.
I have a strange desire to name it after myself.
Did that just move?
It's an affront to science.
Ugh. I don't think I should eat that.
Strange-smelling jerky.
There's got to be something else to eat around here.
That rock came from the moon.
I don't exactly know what that thing is.
Its contents are like excited electrons trying to escape.
It puts its babies there.
Disgusting little bloodsucker.
Hey, is that my blood?