Words of the Constant
It's full of mortal blood.
The whirlwind of youth.
The dead had no use of it, you see.
I sense no souls within.
Perhaps I'll mull it over, hyuyu!
I can come and go as I please.
Ooo, what delightful games we might play in there!
It couldn't decide which to be, so it became both.
I mistook that portly fellow for a Portobello! Hyuyu!
I will stay far away!
I'll have mushroom spores in my horns for days.
A pity.
My, my! What do we have here?
No more mushrooms to have here!
Just a log if you ask me!
Oh good! The mortals get cranky when they're hungry.
I don't think the mortals will eat that.
Little tiny icy log.
I don't want them, but the mortals might.
The mortals will be very, very pleased.
Now we're destined to the dark.
It could use a little spark.
A spotted spotlight to chase away the dark.
The light has long fled.
When it's out I feel great dread.
I quite like it when it's red!
Me thinks it stinks.
How wonderfully un-wonderful!
A massive mushroom! Did I quaff a shrinking potion?
Someone played a prank on it.
Me thinks it stinks.
Hyuyu! How wretched!
A massive mushroom! Did I quaff a shrinking potion?
Me thinks it stinks.
Delightfully disgusting!
A massive mushroom! Did I quaff a shrinking potion?
Me thinks it stinks.
She's shy so she's wearing her veil.
I prefer the bare bear... barely.
That bird is absurd.
It eats the meats, the cycle repeats!
A buzzard? Absurd!
My, you're looking sharp! New haircut?
Soulless beast.
What if I'm actually inside out, and it's rightside in?
Its mind has fled far from here, hyuyu.
This Rover has had quite the makeover!
Dead as dead as dead could be!
Hyuyu! What a horrible face you have!
Its mind has fled far from here, hyuyu.