Words of the Constant
Burnt up eye stick.
Burnt bits of big ol' buzzer.
That was a... Y'know! A thing.
Makes ya big and strong.
Huh. Interesting choice but I ain't complainin'!
I'm not fussy.
I'll bet there's a ton of iron in that.
What's this going to grow into, I wonder.
It's gearing up for something.
It won't be running again for awhile.
I don't think we oughta be here when it goes off!
Oughta turn on somehow.
Not sure I trust strange portals anymore.
Some sort of old power source.
I think it's supposed to turn on.
Not sure how it works.
Don't think it's supposed to look like that.
There's a picture on it of some strangely shaped people.
Can't make heads or tails of this picture.
The people are drowning in axle grease.
Yuck. Something grotesque is happening in this picture.
A picture of a beautiful, well engineered city.
It's giving me goosebumps.
I was never the "woodsy" type.
You're not too young to work.
You're too young to be lazy.
I don't mind playing pack mule.
A hearty breakfast for a full day's work.
What could go wrong?
Oh! A balloon.
Cute, but it won't protect your noggin' from much.
We can celebrate once the work is done.
Better not leave that unattended.
It's full of get up and go!
No fun without Wes.
I think he's trying to be helpful... in his own way.
Sure beats goin' down to the caves.
Would ya look at that, you can juice 'em too!
Cool and refreshin'!
Takes care of workplace injuries.
Almost makes me wish I had a lil' boo-boo.
Took a bit of elbow grease to harvest 'em.
That's good eatin!
I'm all for using the materials you've got.
Can't say I've ever tasted somethin' quite like that before.
They're kinda chewier than I expected.
Nothin' like a pot full of pasta.
Great, it's a rock.
Flyin' rodent.
Ha! Clever.