Porcelain had been acting weird lately. Honestly, the colony had gotten quite fed up over time with the odd behaviour. They had never been quite sure where the little robot had come from, but previously it wasn't much of a hinderance. Now, however? Finn side eyed the tiny thing with caution as it moved around the colony.   Finn had never liked Porcelain, especially since it was unclear who made the small thing and where it had come from, but Bloo had always assured th...

Matter looked around at their makeshift medical centre, which she had set up together with Scale right away after coming back from their visit to Quetzalcoatl. They had managed to put something together, even though the small medical centre was quite obviously a bit of a DIY project. Bloo had told them both that, while he appreciated and admired their efforts, medicine wasn't his first priority right now, with the colony being filled with young, health Xunari who didn't have a need for freq...

Scale wasn't sure what to think of Ochre Dockyard in the slightest. She had never quite been one for travelling to begin with, and honestly she was glad that Matter mostly quietly kept to herself throughout the journey. Issiq itself was- not great either. Scale had always felt oddly comforted by the weirdly moist region of L'hatzif so the dry air of Issiq was- unsettling, to say the least.   The only reason she was in the dry land was because of a promise that had bee...

Scaling the old, filled-up storeroom that Bloo had dubbed "the room where we keep the shady DPIP stuff" or "The DPIP room" room, Scale was knocking around some boxes, digging around the suspicious stuff Bloo was too afraid to really touch while Matter stood at the door, keeping watch.   She had heard about other colonies being sent DPIP supplied along with their researcher, and she *knew* that Porcelain, who had been beeping in distress at the entrance this entire tim...