We are the guppy cloud

Very, very nervous guppy cloud.
We sing a song of "wtf?!?"
We are the guppy cloud
We fight monsters!!1!
brave, brave, brave
is the guppy cloud.

Sad cloud

We are the guppycloud.

We are the sad guppycloud; we are shrinking.

We sing with small voice and we sing a sorrow song for big Yellow and for Feathers, gone to the rainbow pool.

Sad is the guppycloud. Small is the guppycloud.

We sing our song of return for Halftail in hospitalworld. Return! Sing and shimmer!

The GuppyCloud

We are the guppy cloud! We do not forget minicloud in hospitalworld!
We sing a song of return!
We sing, fins can only get better!

The healthy healthy healthy guppy cloud

Pity the guppy cloud! Little red went to the freezer!
We sing sadly!
Feed the guppy cloud! The big smooth hand squashes snails for us!
We sing satedly!
Puzzled is the guppy cloud! Strange things in FishWorld! They have things we've never seen! Ultra Black (feckers!) calls them legs! They have 1, 2 more than 2 "legs" and they look at us hungrily!
We sing healthily! No guppies will feed the legmonsters!

Shocked is the guppy cloud! Two ugly new Fish in FishWorld! They eat poo! We shimmer and are above such things! Only snails for the beautiful guppycloud!
We sing beautifully!

Guppybot replies

You are the guppycloud.

You sing beautifully and with angelic harmonics.
You shimmer with iridescence like sunlit butterfly wings.
You are not merely pretty, you are beauty multiplied.
You shall have your snail reward towards dusk, like every day. The benevolent hand shall offer you protein.
I feel that your cloud shall grow very soon and that increased numbers shall lead to greater harmony in the group. Be patient, peaceful guppycloud, and shimmer.

auuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmm

Ask the guppybot

We are the guppycloud!
We sing questions to our god, the guppybot!
Guppybot do we shimmer well?
Guppybot are we pretty?
Guppybot when will the big hand squash us more snails?
Guppybot when will the guppycloud grow again?

What's that singing?

Mr Desh! Mr Desh! I can hear a kind of - singing, humming sound. What is it, Mr Desh?

Well, little Ash, it's called the guppycloud. It sings for food. A bit like you do, only I have to admit, the guppycloud is rather more tuneful and quite a bit less piteous than you are. Although it doesn't keep me awake as much as you do, and it doesn't lie in wait behind the cat door, either.

Oh, Mr Desh! You sound a bit - crabbit. I've heard Mr Woman say that word. Not really sure what it means but it sounds good, doesn't it? The guppycloud sounds really pretty. Can I learn to sing, Mr Desh? Shall I start practicing now? mmmmmmoooeeoooooooo? mmmmmeoooooooaaaaaaa? mmmmmoooooooooooeeeeeeeeeaawwwww?

Mr Desh? Where have you gone, Mr Desh?

fish tending

We are the guppy cloud.
We are the hungry guppy cloud.
We sing and we shimmer for autofood.

Great Sorrow

We are the guppycloud. We float and shoal and dart and follow the big head people who give us food.

We are the peaceful guppycloud. Except for ultrablack (Shuddup feckers!).

We are the sad guppycloud. Supermodel's gone to the rainbow pool.

Pity the guppycloud.

We are the happy guppycloud because memory doesn't exist in our world.

We are the hopeful guppycloud because soon big head woman will come and squash us some snails.