"Adventures in Facial Hair" by herdygerdy The yellow Cybunny struggled, her delicate arms far too weak to break the bonds holding her in place. She could already feel the vibration in the ground as the stagecoach rattled closer. "Someone, please save me!" she screamed, still thrashing. Of course, she knew it was futile. There was only one person around for miles, and saving her was the last thing on his mind...
Just Bring Me Your Ordinary Boring Neggs... On a warm summer day, a gray Cybunny sits in front of a posh cafe. She orders nothing but a single ice cream cone, vanilla. She pays the cashier in all coins and says nothing.
A Mutant Easter I understand it can be daunting to select gifts for mutant friends, so with Easter approaching, I thought I would share a list of appropriate items.