Words of the Constant
Perfectly rounded edible projectiles.
The meat helps the medicine go down.
A little too dry.
Dry, chewy and ready for adventure.
It's like watching food dry.
This rain's not helping things.
Dried food is all I ever eat on long balloon trips.
Small, dry and ready to be eaten.
Hi, I'm Wheeler. And you are... not human?
Born to fish.
Well, I won't miss it.
Yeesh. Heck of a welcoming party.
I'm sure they'll rebuild.
Nice house. Could do with some air freshener though.
What a... colorful smell.
Adventure just seems to find me.
Swell. An empty bottle. Just what I was looking for.
Saves me head pain but gives me neck pain.
Does it glow brighter if I think harder?
A sign. Always useful for organizing.
Swell. A sign announcing nothing.
I should put this somewhere, I'm getting tired of lugging it around.
I'm guessing he's guarding something. Big monsters usually are.
Experience tells me these things aren't always what they seem.
Seems a shame to waste it.
Hoo hoo! I'll get you yet!
So you're the one eating all my ammo!
Get outta there!
Ready for a little nighttime exploring?
Where are you hiding?
I can launch things too, you know.
I'm pretty proud of the sewing job on this.
It's trying to look scary, but it doesn't quite pull it off.
I've had some bad meals in my lifetime. And this is one of them.
What's that smell? It smells like... horror?
Drying it really seals in the horror.
I'd just as soon launch this out of the Pew-matic.
One day I'll walk on the moon, but this will do for now.
Tell me, can you fly with those wings?
A tempest in an egg cup.
Looks cozy. Kinda.
You don't deserve to fly.
Haha! Not so annoying now, are you!
I'm taking my blood back.
Whose blood is in this?
You don't deserve those wings.
You could be a great flyer if you just applied yourself.
It's not like they were using it.
I'm just one bad adventure away from being a mound of dirt.
Frees up some pocket space.