They would be good friends

Zombunny A gender connected to bunnies, zombies, being a zombie thats a bunny, etc. This gender may be deceitful, posing as prey but being in reality a much more dangerous animal. Pronouns bun/buns fluff/fluffs dig/digs rot/rots gut/guts 🥩/🥩s 🦴/🦴s 🐇/🐇s

Hippity, hoppity…. I’m dead. Zombunny felt art doll available in my Etsy shop!

Tw; blood/gore

Have you seen this Zombunny? He's not missing or anything he's just rotting away <3

🧟‍♂️🐰Long Eared Killah In Vanilla!🐰😜 #NightmareBeforeEaster #PeterRottentail #Zombunny #Zombiebunny #Zombie #Zombieeaster #Zombieeggs #Zombieart #EvilEasterbunny #Zombieeaster #Easterhorror #Sculpture #Spooky #Spookyartists #Easterween #RevenantFX (at Canada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqYvRPQuTnu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

A birthday present I made back in February for @jadalypuff

Commissions open!

all the things she said all the things she said running thru my head running thru my head. ect ect

Day seventeen - dandori

You won. Take your castaway.

vtuber/other artist arts I have done recently

Not very surprising to know the bunny boi is pan, but you gotta get ready for pride month, ya know?

‘Twas A Bit Before Easter.. #NightmarebeforeEaster #Easterween #Zombiebunny #Zombunny #Zombierabbit #Easter #Zombie #Bunny #Spooky #Sculpture #Zombieart #Spookyart #RevenantFX #EverydayisHalloween (at Canada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqUY6_yMxuQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Hiya, captain!

I was wondering if you'd ever consider quitting your job at Hocotate Freight to start your own company? There's plenty of treasure of PNF-404 to get you started on funds, and being your own boss would give you time to be with your family more often.

I've worked at Hocotate Freight for most of my adult life. It took an incredibly long time to find a stable job, especially between postponed college studies that kept being set further back for tuition's sake as the years wore on. When I met my darling wife, we were in so much need that I would buy her a lottery ticket every week, so that somebody better than me might give to her what I could not. . . It was thanks to President Shacho's trust in me that I was able to study for the degrees necessary to pursue my dream, and also that I could afford to raise children. In a way, it floods my heart with guilt to consider leaving his company. . . But more than that, fear. I may have moulded myself into a treasure hunter, a scientist, and legend to some, but what does my name do for the people who would be working under me?

If I do what I'm good at, and have my employees do the same, we'd be doing the same work with thrice the danger. Space pirates, the endless crashlandings, hungry beasts, and poisonous air. . . all for so little time for them to see their own families. How am I to know that the people I'm hiring won't be as desperate as I was? How can I trust myself to be responsible for their wellbeing? How can I trust them to keep this planet's location a secret? How can I trust them to stay, guiding newer hires into such a wretchedly dangerous career path?

Whatever I decide to do, it is too much responsibility, whether I do the hardest work or not. There are days, however, that I think I should sell everything that I shouldn't, bring nobody into this, and retire to watch my son and daughter live happier lives than the kind that I had at their age.

That would be very nice.

But. . . Well, I don't know. Something in me tells me that it would be a horrible idea in the end. I hope that I'm wrong about that, but I don't have the strength to find out, yet. One day. . .

That seems a little bit too personal, but I hope that you take my understanding of things to heart, so that your own adventures may be better, and braver, and full of peaceful endings.

-Captain Olimar