The Second Bunny: A Disintigration.

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[Action - 3rd Day - Around Mayfield]

The third day has been less then kind to Mesousa. At some point both his ears have fallen off. His once nice white fur is mostly gone, with what little of it that is left having turned a sickly and inconsistent shade of brown. The skin that has been revealed is tanned and scaly.  

Mesousa is wandering around Mayfield, hobbling wherever he can go and drinking whatever pools of liquid he can find to sooth his dry throat. If he manages to limp by you he will turn and weakly say "I'm sorry about this" before moving on to wherever.

Comments

[nanocerancowboy.livejournal.com]

[Gat sounds sympathetic—poor little guy looks really bad off.]

Assumin' this ain't really th' end ... you'll prolly come back to life when they're done tormentin' us.

Th' town revives folks after it kills 'em—not that it makes what they're doin' to us any better.

[39degreesc.livejournal.com]

S...so this won't be the end even if we die here?

[nanocerancowboy.livejournal.com]

[Gat shakes his head, a little slowly.]

Prolly not. These folks like torturin' us, after all. I don't think they're gonna let it end with this.

[39degreesc.livejournal.com]

I guess that's not that bad then, though I dunno if I wanna die over and over.

Sorry for the delay, again! Release 88 threw a wrench my way. @_@

[nanocerancowboy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that ain't—much of a silver linin', heh.

[Gat sighs a little, looking up at the sky.]

I reckon there ain't no way we coulda prepared for this.

Re: Sorry for the delay, again! Release 88 threw a wrench my way. @_@

[39degreesc.livejournal.com]

Probably not. I'm not even sure what's going on.