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G'day mate! name's E. Aster Bunnymund, but most people call me Bunny. I'm the guardian of hope & an avid egg enthusiast. Feel free to yarn on a bit with me anytime ya like!
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RP and Ask with Bunnymund

Starter:

“Ya call this Spring?” Bunnymund leaped from his hole and surveyed the snow dusted neighborhood, glowing white in the calm April night. Sticking strictly to his annual schedule, E. Aster Bunnymund made yet another stop on his global trek to prep the world for Spring time and scout out paths for his eggs.“Crikey Jack, it’s April mate. I ain’t gonna letcha have all the fun!” He chuckled and tapped his foot. Dainty pink aster flowers sprung up between his furry toes. A carpet of fresh grass began to creep out, bursting out of the snow like that blasted ground hog.“There.” The Pooka proudly placed his paws on his hips. “That oughta do it! This place will be ready for Easter in no time!” He pulled an egg-shaped pocketwatch from his egg holster pockets. Swirls and ancient inscriptions danced across the well-polished silver. He clicked it open and gasped. “Crikey I’m late!” he snapped the watch closed. He swiftly turned to the hold behind him but stopped abruptly. Nose twitching, ears flattened against his neck, eyes darting. Bunnymund felt a presence. Someone was watching him. But what? Who?

9 years ago on April 4th, 2014 | J | 2 notes
I really like your blog! Great roleplaying

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thanks mate! yor a good egg <3

image((thanks!! :D you’re so sweet! I’m still pretty new to RP, so your compliment really means a lot to me! <3))

9 years ago on April 4th, 2014 | J | 1 note

likeweplayeveryday:

idk what i’m even doing anymore (x)

9 years ago on April 4th, 2014 | J | 686 notes
The smallish figure flicked it's ears, and one of her feet gave a loud low thump for the male's attention. Since she couldn't speak, she used her feet to get the person's attention.


Paintbrush in hand, Bunnymund was in full focus. Easter was months away but the pooka was working as if it were tomorrow. In self-made silence, he nimbly coated the egg in intricate swirls and stars. Suddenly, he felt his ear twitch. “Not now.” He mumbled to the ear. The ear twitched again. One twitch was nothing, but two? Something must be up. He listened and heard a thump from behind him. Bunnymund’s nose twitched. Paws lowering slowly to his boomerangs, he chuckled. “Not on your nelly” And in a flash he whipped around, game face on and boomerangs in hand. “Can’t sneak up on me, Jack!” He laughed. But instead of the usual frosty prankster, a little rabbit stood before him. He froze for a moment, eyes wide, but lowered his boomerangs the next. “ello there.” He cocked his head slightly, confused by the sudden visitor. “umm..welcome to the Warren.”

10 years ago on December 4th, 2013 | J | 0 notes

Remember that one time when Bunnymund went to Hotel Transylvania and totally pwned Dracula?~

nose-nippin-fun:

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((…Yeah, me too <3))

good times, Mate! good times!

10 years ago on June 6th, 2013 | J | 26 notes

Crikey!

10 years ago on June 5th, 2013 | J | 343 notes
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edwardspoonhands:

tomorrow-anotherchance:

what the actual fuck

The award for best use of a YouTube thumbnail goes to…

WHAT IS HE DOING TO MY GOOGIES?!!!!

10 years ago on June 5th, 2013 | J | 119,248 notes

Cute and cuddly boys, cute and cuddly

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10 years ago on June 5th, 2013 | J | 57 notes

vehicroid:

OMG so I just figured out the word “egg”

it’s past, present and future

you will be egg

you are egg

you were egg

BECAUSE IF YOU ARE TRULY A EGG, IT NEVER REALLY STOPS

10 years ago on June 4th, 2013 | J | 40 notes
10 years ago on June 2nd, 2013 | J | 247 notes