As the tower reached toward the sky, the wind picked up. The Goo Balls shivered, their black eyes wide as the ground fell away. They passed through a layer of white mist and saw others of their kind—green ones that could be detached and moved, and translucent ones that floated like balloons.
"Just a little further," the collective pulse seemed to whisper. World of Goo
A single Goo Ball rolled toward its neighbor. They fused, forming a sturdy base on the grass. A third Goo Ball climbed atop them, stretching its gelatinous body until it clicked into place, creating a tripod. They were no longer just blobs; they were architecture. The tower began to grow. As the tower reached toward the sky, the wind picked up