Words of the Constant
This seems rather ornate.
Met a fine end.
You look suspiciously like dinner.
It is much easier to kill like this.
Good for whacking.
Nice tux.
It is addicted to fermented berries.
I made it, so you know it's good.
I've a habit of destroying beautiful things, don't I?
It's dripping with nightmare essence.
Now I can control those insects.
I need to put on gloves for this.
Everybody loves a little mining.
He's after my money!
I was meant to be king.
As filthy in death as it was in life.
Filthy.
Enjoy your grimy slumber.
Do I know you?
Blech. Disgusting brute.
Oh, that's just demeaning.
Pig roast!
Er... charming.
Let's see you hide in there now.
I'd go inside too, if I was him.
It is not a sound structure.
I'll huff and I'll puff!
That will only lead to improvement.
I presume it's a pigsty inside.
A flaming reminder of Life's inequities.
I've no interest in a commoner's domicile.
It's in flames!
Little pig, little pig, let me in.
That's a man with his priorities in order!
I dub thee "Bacon".
He's simple, but he's mine.
What a slobbering fool.
They're starting to organize.
That one's gone feral.
A distinguished fellow. Relatively speaking.
I imagine those Banker's hours are exhausting.
Such stunning beauty.
She's definitely needs more beauty sleep.
You do have some interesting objects in here.
Lazy.
A gal after my own heart.
I hope you have nightmares.
He smells of farming and hard labor.
How can he sleep with the smell of manure everywhere?
She tends to the flowers.