Words of the Constant
Wake up sleeping friend.
Make me things! Now!
It not ready yet.
Thanks, sad heart.
Who that?
Glurp... they not look very nice.
Grrr, bad fishie!
Why everything so salty?
Tried biting, isn't food.
How come it allowed to bite, but me get in trouble?!
Scooper.
Good scooper-upper, florp.
Nope.
It best cake ever!
Oooh, had such nice skin!
Gotta find new napping spot...
Wanna take a nap! Nap right here...
Spiderfolk loogies!
Is big shell!
Pretty!
Think there some kind of bug inside?
What in jar? Snacks?
So is... not snack jar?
Huh? Who that?
Glurgh... my brain breaking.
Scale-less like putting flowers here.
It dead.
Glurph... head feel funny...
Glorpt. Can't tell if Mermfolk or Pigfolk...
Bye-bye...
Something happen to them...
Something happen to them...
Something happen to them...
Oooh, picture!
Maybe something good inside!
Hee-hee, nighty night!
Hee-hee, look fun!
Pine boy pockets.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff.
Bits of stuff
Tiny poops.
Bits of stuff.