[action] Bunny Swarm [open]

[the_ex_watcher]

[Previously, on Luceti, Wesley Wyndham-Pryce woke up in the body of one Miss Bellwether. Miss Bellwether likes bunnies, and knows lots of bunnies. Wesley does not know bunnies, he knows demons, and he does not like being a girl. Thus, members of Luceti may notice a panicked-looking Bellwether sprinting in an un-ladylike fashion through town,

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[ahappylie]

....

[Okita had been on his way to the store when the bunny tidal crested over the hill and came speeding toward him.]

This isn't good.

[ahappylie]

[\o/;;; Well, this is fun, too.]

But then again.

They are bunnies.

[the_ex_watcher]

[It's always fun to torture paranoid people running for their lives!]

What? What do you mean by that?

[ahappylie]

[Totally is!]

It'd certainly make for an entertaining death if nothing else!

[the_ex_watcher]

[He gives you a look of TOTAL horror.]

It might possibly be the most indecent and embarrassing death imaginable!

[ahappylie]

[And Okita is all *~sparkle~* at him because this is just too much fun.]

But unique! No one else can boast having been killed by a tsunami of bunnies!

[the_ex_watcher]

["Bellwether"'s cheeks were flushed from running but now they're crimson from mortification.]

I wouldn't be able to boast about it because I would be dead!

[ahappylie]

[Oh, god, he's trying so hard not to fall over laughing.]

But your friends could! And you wouldn't stay dead. When you came back, you'd have the best story ever!

Channeling Valentine a la Mirrormask

[the_ex_watcher]

I DON'T WANT TO DIE BY BUNNIES!

[ahappylie]

[HE CAN'T KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE ANYMORE.

And starts to laugh, but trips and BAM down he goes - and is covered by bunnies a moment later.]

[the_ex_watcher]

MR. OKITA!

[In an act of blind panic, "Bellwether" dives under the rising tide of bunnies . . .

. . . and the rampage stops. "Bellwether" isn't suffocated only because the bunnies are being careful, but "she" soon has bunnies affectionately nuzzling, headbumping, and generally snuggling any available surface they can reach in an attempt to make their "oddly frosty" friend "feel better."]