Waking up from it's self induced haze, the tinkerer lurched into motion once more. It's scrutinizing gaze casting itself over its creations it had left to mold and grow its whims. Things seemed to have changed as it noticed all this new life. Curious and worthy of inspection but what of its project? It swirled in a vortex of the water as he looked below and saw what had happened. Forests of the stuff that organized itself covering the barren rock and with a multitude of colors! It savored its success in creations but such satisfaction stopped short when the lack of light meant that the precious color he sought to spread didn't. 

Still it was an auspicious beginning towards his new machinations and whims, the victory incomplete but still sweet. It was only a momentary obstacle in the desire. And such a slight only motivated it towards finishing the job. Grabbing some amoeba he started the long twisting and sculpting of their very makeup so that they would produce color themselves where the sun could fuel them with energy. 

[hider=The tinkerer] 35% bioluminescent critters 0% unused 65% undeveloped[/hider]