http://nakedrabbitears.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nakedrabbitears.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fissionmailed2009-01-29 07:25 pm
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Not so aware of the dangers surrounding him.

[It is human Jack rabbit's turn to have a hangover. His smaller counterpart wishes vengeance upon him, but there is only so much noise a rabbit can make.

It doesn't seem to be the little rabbit's day, as this Jack is following the scent of chocolate, right up to a door with a sign that doesn't belong with the scent. Jack stares at the sign for a few seconds.]

Hmnn... right...

[The scent of chocolate is strong on this door, so he pushes it open slightly and peeps inside.]

Woaaahh....

[There seems to be a huge supply of candy cigarettes in the room. Ranging from powdery sticks, chocolates wrapped in white paper, bubble gum, and whatever other flavor one can think of. Boxes and boxes of candy cigarettes are stacked on top of each other, building an odd kind of layered cake.]

Oh man~ talk about an anti-drug

[Jack is shoving a few packs into the coat pouches.  The chocolate ones will probably melt against his body heat if he doesn't eat them soon, but there's always the powder.]

((ooc: For the health of Dave's lungs, and the happiness of Sunny :3, and open to anyone who enjoys sweets.))

[identity profile] gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Esme sees the sign, and enters the room. She knew how much he liked his Cuban cigars, so Esme figured that there was a good chance that he could be in here~!]

[But upon seeing the odd looking "cigarettes", she approaches close enough to grab a chocolate cigar. The substance didn't feel right, so after taking a look to either side of her, she licked it. She didn't want to look like a fool.]

Chocolate...?

[Little Esme was not a fan of chocolate, so she put the candy down right away.]

Who the hell would smoke chocolate?!

[identity profile] gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Esme can only stare at the strange, strange rabbit-man.]

What...in the hell...?

[identity profile] gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[sigh] I shouldn't even question this place any longer.

Are you normally...like this? Or was it an effect of one of the rooms here?

[identity profile] gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
So you are a rabbit-man.

...

Somehow, that does not surprise me as much as it should.

[She takes one of the bubblegum cigars and starts to chew on it.]

But for some reason, you remind me of Big Boss. But it's probably just the eyepatch.

[identity profile] gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Alright. Jack, it is then.

[Esme is more than a little weirded out by these turn of events.]

Uh...I will see you later, yes?

[identity profile] coveredinmeeeee.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Did someone say 'sugar'?]

[The bees are all over this. In a literal as well as a hyperbolic fashion.]

[identity profile] drquacksays.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Naturally, she couldn't stay in that movie theater for long. There had to be sometime she had to get out of there and tend to other things.

Going down the hallways terrified her, but she managed to make her way through them without getting hurt so far. Her pace was slow and she went to a stop when she saw the sign.]

A smoking zone...?

[Well, at least she wouldn't have to scold anyone for smoking anywhere it shouldn't be allowed. When she really gets a clear view of the room, she knits her eyebrows.

Was that... candy?

She steps into the room, then spots the Big Boss rabbit-man grabbing as many cartons as he can.]

Stocking up, huh?

[identity profile] drquacksays.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[She can't help but laugh.]

I didn't even know rabbits liked candy.

[identity profile] drquacksays.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Well, can't say you're wrong there.

[She reaches over to grab one of the chocolate cigarettes from his package and sucks on it too.]

Better for you than real smoking. At least you can work this off if you eat too many!

[identity profile] tiny-foxalive.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
/N-No Sm-smoking!/

[It doesn't matter if they are chocolate-- Wait, chocolate? When did-- How... This confuses Sunny greatly, but she likes candy! Anything to take her mind off of the current war status.]

Mmm~

[That is the sound of a very content child eating the one thing she hated... But it was made out of chocolate!]

[identity profile] 0ldsnake.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[He sees what you are doing there.]

Sunny~

[identity profile] coveredinmeeeee.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[A few fat hornets drop more chocolate next to her. They know who their master likes :D]

[identity profile] 0ldsnake.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[This is NOT going to do good things for old Dave's waistline, you know...but yes, his lungs thank you.]

Hnnn.

[identity profile] drquacksays.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[When she spots him, she can't help but smile.]

I would tell you that either way-- fake or real-- this'll be bad for you. At a time like this though, indulgence is a good thing.

[identity profile] 0ldsnake.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Hnnnn...I already over did it this week.

I don't know... [He has doubts.]

[identity profile] drquacksays.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, if it's anything like that truffle room, you'll be in an awful lot of trouble again.

[identity profile] 0ldsnake.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
In that case, I better not!

[identity profile] drquacksays.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[She decides to take a carton of the Lucky Lights candies and takes one out to bite down on it.]

They seem fine so far.

[She hands him the carton with a smile.]

[identity profile] 0ldsnake.livejournal.com 2009-01-30 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
...If I gain an ounce- [he takes the box] -I'm blaming you.