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Weott only knows how long it'll be until the next supply shuttle shows up, so I've been trying to keep busy lately. I was scrounging through the abandoned living quarters (don't worry, I wore my hazmat gear) and found a stockpile of clay, so I've been passing the time making little things. This is the fourth little thing I made:
It's a friendly little dino head, I guess. If only they'd really been friendly, we'd still have a cook and wouldn't have to microwave every meal. Here's the eighth thing I made, in a partially-painted state:
He is a tooth, and he is angry. He would bite you if he could.
It's a friendly little dino head, I guess. If only they'd really been friendly, we'd still have a cook and wouldn't have to microwave every meal. Here's the eighth thing I made, in a partially-painted state:
He is a tooth, and he is angry. He would bite you if he could.