Words of the Constant
This ain't at all relaxin'.
Here we go.
She's a doozy.
Rather somber, ain't it?
Here we go.
Not my cupa.
Gives me the heebie jeebies.
Here we go.
Work up a sweat with this one.
Glitter doesn't really appeal to me.
Nothing luckier around here than a light.
You get sawdust in your eye?
Seems my fortune's changin'.
Let Max try it first.
Not too interested in trying that.
It's some sorta red mushroom.
Lazy mushroom.
Picked clean. Gotta wait.
Uh...
Looks like they're hollow inside.
It's on break.
It's gotta be useful for something.
Workplace safety is a top priority.
Hand craftsmanship is old hat. Mass production is the future.
Can I make the next one?
Rickety, but I can use it to build things.
Now we get to make another!
I guess proximity activates the whirlygigs?
Let's make another.
Not sure how it works, but I'm gonna find out.
The next one we make'll be better.
Why do we even have that lever?!
Is this one of Max's magic doo-hickeys?
That ain't coming back to life.
Looks just like that egghead! Ha!
Does anyone actually stay dead around here?
I got heart to spare.
Am I supposed to be impressed?
Now that's a beautiful bird!
She ain't bothering no one.
She feels real fragile in my hands.
She ain't bothering no one.
You're just feather and bone.
Now this one I can do!
They don't look none too happy.
Mhm, yep. That's a rock.
A bunch of rocks.
Easy there, slugger!
It's done making fruit. Forever.
Yeesh, that thing's on fire!