A weirdo monologues and suddenly you wake up in a movie from the 80s that stars Rick Morranis but somehow has no singing. What do you do?
You bonk an aphid over the head, roast it on a campfire that makes literally ZERO sense to those who understand how fire and fuel interact, and then eat the bugger, that's what!
Tadpoles are apparently delicious, and nothing is quite as frightening as a mosquito reenacting a scene from Black Hawk Down. Well, except maybe ALL of the spiders. Like, any of them. Phobia mode does no good for me either, because I still know what mechanics I am threatened by.

Talk to a weird robot, climb a hedge like it's something out of Indiana Jones 9, make leather from what I assume are either grapes or some sort of tiny plum, and find a way to become big again that doesn't involve some new horrific alternative puberty!

I am convinced the Weevils are always trying to make a really really hard decision in their heads but can't think because they need to poop.

A weirdo monologues and suddenly you wake up in a movie from the 80s that stars Rick Morranis but somehow has no singing. What do you do? You bonk an aphid over the head, roast it on a campfire that makes literally ZERO sense to those who understand how fire and fuel interact, and then eat the bugger, that's what! Tadpoles are apparently delicious, and nothing is quite as frightening as a mosquito reenacting a scene from Black Hawk Down. Well, except maybe ALL of the spiders. Like, any of them. Phobia mode does no good for me either, because I still know what mechanics I am threatened by. Talk to a weird robot, climb a hedge like it's something out of Indiana Jones 9, make leather from what I assume are either grapes or some sort of tiny plum, and find a way to become big again that doesn't involve some new horrific alternative puberty! I am convinced the Weevils are always trying to make a really really hard decision in their heads but can't think because they need to poop.