Words of the Constant
Oh, come on. I fed you last week.
Good riddance.
Yuck.
Absolutely grotesque.
They keep falling for it!
I like to think of it as baby bird prison.
Sunny side up.
That creature has seen better days.
You dare spit at me?!
I'm especially proud of that piece.
How DARE you!
They degrade without proper upkeep.
Black never goes out of style.
Just make sure to breathe out.
That is not my style.
I'm no blowhard.
A glorious tube of pain!
Call me "Mr. Sandman".
Never strikes the same place twice, except when it does.
It's frosted over.
Blue brings ice.
That reminds me, I must practice my cold glare tonight!
I know all about that. I... just forgot.
A rare blueprint, indeed.
What could go wrong?
Umami!
The blue ones are good for, uh, something.
It's not ready.
Another time, maybe?
Roughly hewn.
Begone, swine.
Well he's certainly no slouch.
Merely smithereens.
Merely smithereens.
Merely smithereens.
I detest such work.
That won't keep the water at bay for long.
Are we there yet?
Whatever.
Are you supposed to be intimidating?
Out of my way!
Hm. Someone's feeling prickly.
A waypoint. Or perhaps a well-timed obstacle...
A waypoint. Or perhaps a well-timed obstacle...
Enjoying the show, pal?
Can I just wait here for everyone to be done?
Wherever.
Now those apes won't get their grubby hands on my loot.
It's not old, it's "classic."
Looks heavy enough to sink us.