#lophrenrabbit

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Every drawing of any of Loppy's forms

Mostly she appears in the small, beige, turtlenecked bunny form.

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How it All Began to End

Lophren, how many times have I told you to stop meddling in the affairs of universes that aren't yours? Boss's voice spikes into her skull, sharp and heavy, nearly crushing her psyche. She winces, grabbing at her head, her human form feeling like it's going to rip itself apart. She quickly pulls herself into a break room to talk to her boss. "I'm busy, Boss," she whispers to herself, form flickering. Her brown hair falls over her shoulder as she kneels down, touching her forehead to her knees. Sunnuvabitch. Her scars begin to itch again and she pulls a tube of hydrocortisone cream from her pocket. Then she drops it in favour of clutching her skull. BUSY? She grits her teeth against the pain. "Yes. Busy. Doing something else. Don't have the fucking time to listen to you." I created you. You have ALL THE TIME IN THE UNIVERSE TO LISTEN TO ME. You shouldn't be in that universe anyway. Boss sounds livid, but Lophren brushes that aside. She couldn't care less right now. "Mother," she starts, using the name she hates for the big bitch in the sky, "I. Don't. Care. I'm saving this Oliver and Collin from your bullshit. I'm tired of seeing them suffer. Kindly tune out for the next hundred years, please." I brought you into this multiverse, and can very well take you out of it. Very well. You apparently haven't learned your fucking lesson. Suddenly, Lophren loses her form, flopping to the floor as a rabbit alien, limp and lifeless. She can't breathe. She can't move. She. Wait. She. She musters enough strength to drag herself into an air current, letting it suck her in and tumble her around like a dryer. Then she's spit out into...grass? The world blurs. Doubles. Singles again. Help. "Help," she musters, then passes out.

@idlingmoons teehee thought id tag you so you know how it happened.

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You’re not his mother.

Oh, wonderful. They're extending to her now. She rolls her eyes under the skull and opens her jaw to respond, revealing her needle-like teeth. "And you're not real." She says this with a deadpan voice, struggling to pull herself from the air currents.

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[Think about what you've done.]

Her paws slid over the freshly healed scars as Boss's presence faded from her mind. The puckered, raised skin was furless, painfully pink, and still sore. Globs of tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her face. How was she to ever face Sundowner now? She was hideous. Sevryn, near her, threw his muzzle into the air with a haughty huff, then disappeared. That fucking snitch. She reached into her air pocket and pulled a rabbit skull forth. Her body morphed carefully into her smaller alien form, and she slid the skull on over her face with a stifled sob. Should she even visit him? Maybe she could just sit in the universe, in the trees. Maybe being near him could help. She doesn't have to necessarily interact with him...

@idlingmoons and now its time for either Sundowner to find her, or for her to decide whether or not she wants to approach him.

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Boss's Voice Resounds:

Welcome, welcome. You all don't interact with Me that often, so cherish this interaction, yes? Good. Now, this is the blog where you can personally ask Lophren questions about her, the AUs she's visited, and the people she's met. You may not, and I repeat, not ask her about Me or any of My deeds, AUs, plans, or other things. That is My information to share. I own every single one of the AUs she oversees, and she and her galaxy-themed brothers and sisters each have their own little section of My creations to watch over.

Loppy smiles nervously as Boss's voice fades away, and waves. "Ask for information! And please, call me Loppy."

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I don't remember when it all got so hard.

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This Express has everything I need before passing on…

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Life has gotten so dull, hasn’t it?