Well then. Hello Bunny, nice to meet you!
"Player? Is that you?" The young adult woman squints for a moment. "I can't see you, the light is so bright, but... I remember this place. I think I've been here already before, wearing a flapper dress and a string of pearls, and-"
No. You've always been a bunny."I've always? Oh..." She seems not exactly convinced, but at the same time not ready to argue with what by all she knew could very well be god. Still she tries to gaze into the unknown instead of watching herself in the mirror. Fine by me. Why though is it always the insane ones that manage to break the fourth wall?
She's a loser, as decided by the challenge roll. Right now the bunny suit hides her breast size to some extent. As a good little rabbit, she loves autumn salad and hip-hopping around to hip hop music. Her favorite color is green as a fresh cabbage leaf on a grassy field. She also loves the outdoors, is a vegetarian and irresistible. Because, let's face it - whoever can ignore a cute and fluffy bunny, has a heart of stone.
Bunny shall be the heir and hope of the Clause dynasty, along with her husband Puck and father in law Santa. Cover your ears, kids, while I call him an idiot. But yes, it's true: only Bunny will be subject to my commands. The others are free to pee themselves, burn down the house and generally enjoy life to the fullest... cue the doom impending voice...
if they can.
Are you ready for a life full of chances? A blossoming garden of opportunity? You better be, because in a few minutes you'll be moving to your brand new home on the North Pole - uh no, wait, I don't have that as a world."North Pole? That sounds like a great place to plant strawberries!"
Hold on a second, let me think. Yeah, I got it. You'll be moving to... fanfares and drum rolls please... Aurora Skies.
Unfortunately I don't have the Bohemian Fruits and Nuts store content, so I can't give Bunny strawberries. (How does she even know about them?) However there are other things I can bestow upon the charming Clause household.
"Bless you! Thank you, Player, for giving us a house!"
Puck, who despite his shakespearean name and suggesting look is neither a member of the High Faerie Court nor an House Elf, questions his wife's sudden burst of gratitude. "Who are you talking to?"
"The Player. You know, the one on the other side telling us what to do. I was seriously worried we might end up just with some random skill objects and a tent thrown on an empty lot."
"No one tells me what to do." Puck backs away slowly. "You know, that idea actually sounds a little... crazy."
It takes Bunny a few moments to come up with a clever reply, because she's momentarily distracted by her husband's very attractive father. But once she's reminded with a gentle nudge who the love of her life is supposed to be, she blurts out: "You knew I was insane. That's why you fell in love with me!"
"Actually I fell for your big, uh... personality", Puck admits.
This could be the beginning of a beautiful future. Bunny already knows what she wants from life, and since apparently she's the only one who notices the strange voice in her head referred to as Player, she decides to deposit her wish list with Santa Clause as well. Just to be sure.
