(Untitled)

[bunnymanfrank]

There is a six foot tall bunny in the bar. He didn't enter through the door, nor did he appear in a poof of magic. Just one minute there was an empty chair, the next it was occupied by the frightening rabbitman.

He looks around, his face perfectly frozen in its horrible smile.

"HuhSo he does what anybody in his situation would do. He waits for

Comments

[futures_of_ash]

The sudden appearance wasn't all that startling considering the location...and Rachel had never had a problem with Rabbits, so she waved cheerfully from her seated position on the wall "Welcome"

[bunnymanfrank]

Frank just stared at her. After a moment he nodded. "Hello."

[futures_of_ash]

Her smile was a little strange at the edges, but that certainly wasn't his fault. It took her just a moment to step down off the wall, though when she did she drifted over to his table. "You're probably a little confused" she noted, sinking onto a chair and draping her legs across to another.

[bunnymanfrank]

"Yeah. Why am I here? I'm dead. I understood why I hung out around that Darko kid, but not this place."

Poor confused bunnyman.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

And the man sitting close by wearing a Sheriff's uniform and drinking rootbeer in a bottle eventually does. The event is marked by the man sucking the pop down the wrong tube and jumping in his seat.

"Woah geez!" Bill coughs and sputters a moment and shakes his head, "Damn, gave me a heart attack...Bar put you in that getup?"

[bunnymanfrank]

The bunnyman turns his head, shifting his body slightly to manage it. "I am what I always have been. Are you?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"A guy in a bunny suit?" Bill asks, raising an eyebrow. He looks at himself just to be sure then nods. "Yup, I am as I was an whatever. Bill Pardy, Sheriff of Wheelsy, that's me." He points at the badge on his jacket.

[bunnymanfrank]

Frank nods. "We all have our burdens to bear. Mine just happens to be bunny shaped."

A pause. "Wheelsy? Where's that? As a matter of fact, where's this?"