Just a Dog Playing Games

1- Sudden insistence on the aesthetic benefits of black & red livery

2- Dramatic increase in eye contact

You're listening to my words and you're shrinking, your mind is shrinking down along with you, down into a tiny little pikmin. Thoughts growing smaller and smaller, you're growing smaller and smaller. What color of pikmin will you be? Do you feel purple? White? Rocky? No, you're much more simple than that. More expendable. You're my little red pikmin. Feel that stalk rising up out of the top of your head now that you're a little pikmin, rising up higher than your little arms can reach. What's at the tip of it? A flower? No. A bud? No... it's a leaf. You're a weak little leaf pikmin for your Captain. Moving as slow as your thoughts. Body as weak as your thoughts. But you still hear my whistle, don't you?

FWEEEEEE

Yes, that's right. The whistle is calling you, my little pikmin.

FWEEEEEE

My whistle is calling and you have no choice but to follow. No choice but to obey.

FWEEEEEE FWEEEEEE FWEEEEEE

Every whistle pulling you towards your Captain. Making you fall in line. Forcing you to fall into formation. A helpless, helpful pikmin. Ready to obey any order your Captain gives you, yes?