"Professor," Pork squeaked, "the last seventeen prototypes exploded."
Because that was the secret of the Leading Edge . It wasn't about building a machine that could fly. It was about building a pig stubborn enough to keep trying. And maybe, just maybe, enjoying the explosions along the way. Bad Piggies Mod Leading Edge
DENIED. TRY: PIGS_EXPLODE_NOW
The thruster coughed. The wings folded into the fuselage. The Copper Bullet became a very expensive, very heavy soup cauldron with no lift whatsoever. And maybe, just maybe, enjoying the explosions along the way
It tore through his workshop like a vengeful dart. It sheared off the roof of the pigpen, skimmed over the mud baths (sending three elderly pigs tumbling into a cactus patch), and then, with a violent lurch, decided to go straight up. The wings folded into the fuselage
The last message flickered. Then changed. REMAINING 1.7% IS FUN.
The drop was silent. Peaceful, almost. The Professor watched the confetti flutter up past him as he plummeted down. He had one final thought before impact: The leading edge isn't a line you cross. It's the line you crash into.