Jun 19, 2025
Meks doing what Meks do
His mind was a whirl, instinctive grasp of technology bubbling up into his mind to pop in bright bursts of inspiration. He could not articulate what he knew, nor did he, if truth be told, really understand it. He just knew. His fingers worked without him thinking, putting together machines he didn't fully understand. The others were the same, toiling happily in isolation with little speech, all of them heading in the same direction. But that's oddboys for you — odd.
-Inside the mind of Uggrim the Mekboss, from Engine of Mork by Guy Haley
