Words of the Constant
I only worship science.
That rock came from the moon.
There's science inside!
I could probably break that.
That's not a normal spider den.
It's glassy.
It's glowing with unearthly energy.
Of course! Combining moon energy with potato energy, why didn't I think of that?
I think I'll call it the "Higgsbury Particle."
A new discovery, how electrifying!
There's nothing inside.
It makes my hair do crazy things.
It seems lost in transmission.
Hm? What did you say?
It wants to be finished.
It seems to be part of a larger mechanism.
It feels like it's waiting for something.
I fished it up, now to find a fissure!
It doesn't want to be on the ground.
I think I know just where you belong.
I feel compelled to carry it somewhere.
It must be building up to something.
There's something trapped inside.
There's something trapped inside.
There's something trapped inside.
It wants me to give it a home.
It wants to be with the others.
It doesn't look particularly appetizing.
The things I do in the name of science...
The science has only just started.
That's looking much more science-y already!
It's containing the energy! I knew what it was for all along, of course.
My brain pulses with peace and terror.
The cracks in this place are starting to show.
It's not very scientific... but pretty effective.
The tree is burning!
The tree burned down.
That was a pretty thick tree.
I didn't know trees grew on the moon.
It fell from the moon tree.
Nice dry.
I don't exactly know what that thing is.
The babies are like excited electrons trying to escape.
It puts its babies there.
He's as talented a chef as I am a scientist.
Disgusting little bloodsucker.
Hey, is that my blood?
I'm just itching to throw it.
Apparently plants like it.
It's the latest buzz among the merms.