Words of the Constant
Running low.
Just a big hunka junk without fuel.
It's a fixin' machine.
Now I can hire a guard to help me burn stuff!
Yeesh, there's a lot of sparkles in there.
Farming is boring.
No good for farming now.
But destruction is so much more fun!
What's that??
And I didn't even burn it!
Hey cutie, where's your mom?
My shark radar is burning.
Why is this sand dune here?
The fin fell off.
I guess it doesn't need to breathe with these anymore.
Wearing this gives me a toothy grin.
Jerks that swim.
Not as good as fire, but I guess it has its uses.
Ugly.
Blah.
Blah.
Can't even set this on fire.
I deserve better.
Everything's slanted!
Is this a fridge, or...
Can't even set this on fire.
Blah.
Ugly.
Ugly.
Blah.
Ugly.
Marble isn't flammable.
Cold and ugly.
Ugly.
What even is this?
Ugly.
Blah.
Might be flammable.
Here goes!
I'm outta here.
Not great for fighting.
I always set them on fire.
They taught us how to make these in Girl Scouts.
Mmmmmm. Smooth.
Oh my. I hope you at least went out in a blaze of glory.
That gives me the willies.
Ooooh, spooky!
This seems like a waste of time.
Ugh!
The fire did nothing to make it more appetizing.