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Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Jenn's Story:

One sunny day, a small white bunny was hopping and noticed a bridge leading to the best patch of clover he'd ever seen. With hungry gleaming eyes, the bunny starts making his way across the bridge.
After a couple hops a voice sounded from below. "No, no, no, you're doing it all wrong. It's supposed to be 'clickity-clack,' not 'floppity-flop.' What are you wearing, house slippers?" Out from under the bridge climbs a five-foot-six rock troll, complete with warts and mottled grey skin. "Hey, you're not one of the goat brothers."
"Ah, duh. What gave you the first clue: the height, the ears, or the tail?" smirked the bunny.
The troll blinked,"Uh..."
"Nevermind," the bunny sighed,"just move over so I can get acrossed, ok?"
This statement regrouped the troll's thought train. "You can't get acrossed because I'm going to eat you now and there isn't a thing you can do about it."
The rabbit replies,"Wanna bet?"
Suddenly springing into the air, the bunny lunges, ripping out the troll's troat and snapping it's windpipe, making the troll choke on it's on blood. Splattered with gore, the bunny continues across the bridge for the rest of he's evening meal, making a mental note not to take his iron pill tonight.

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Tuesday, April 20, 2004
Richard from Work
The speckled white country rabbit stood alone in a green valley his entire life, surrounded by walls of endless woods. All that he needed was always provided by nature surrounding him. Yet befriended by the few common brown speckled rabbits, he always sensed he was different, and pondered crossing the forbidden road to see what lay in the city beyond. So drawing up the courage one day he crossed the bridge. Immediately he found himself surrounded by the purest of white hares, who regarded him pondering through bottomless pools of darkness. Realising at once his mistake to come to such a place he turned to find the bridge had vanished, only to find himself surrounded enternally by endless empty shells resembling life yet existing only, no longer posessing the will to live.
Moral of the story: Some bridges are never meant to be crossed.

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Thursday, February 05, 2004
JackDiamond
a cute little bunny boy is going to his grandma's house, he comes to a bridge and tries to cross it when a really sexy tiger man jumps out and says if if the bunny wants to pass the bunny will have to let the tiger man fuck him. The bunny boy agrees and the tiger man fucks him all night long. And that's the last anybody sees of either for a VERY long time.
The End.

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Donston:
There once was a bunny that had no friends, "oh" he would lament", "why cant i have no friends is it because I am different size than everybody else?". The bunnys favourite place to play was by the bridge, he would go down there at sunrise every day and watch the swans. He thought to himself they look so joyful and happy together even though they have different colours on them.

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Billtacular

Bunny Bunnerson was the bravest Bunny to have ever lived. Sure, he might have be made fun of when he was just a wee bunny, due to the fact that he was cursed with a horrible handicapping birth defect, but Bunny never let anything get him down.

After years of fighting the oppressive hand of society and standing up for what he believed in, Bunny left home with the clothes on his back, and a pocket full of dreams.

But then he came across the old Rabbitonville Bridge, and had an idea... "I gots it! All I have to do is wait under this bridge long enough to let the stagnant, sewage filled, slightly radioactive stream change me into a hideous Bunny Troll. Then after years of getting a reputation for scaring children and a certain vareity of livestock, I can vicously devour three billy goats. Then nearby villagers will hear of the experience and twist the truth around a bit, until it becomes a household favorite of toddlers everywhere. Then after a few publicity gigs and after pulling a few strings--bada bing bada boom-- I'll be rich! Filthy Ri--"

But then Bunny found himself pumped fulla lead, as a nearby Hobbit shot him clean dead with an elephant gun. The Hobbit was disappointed, and had to throw Bunny's corpse away, due to an absence of potatoes. Because, as everyone knows:

You can't fix no good conie without no good 'tators

Wednesday, February 04, 2004
Grinning Coyote:
A bunny who's therapist had had enough and given up in disgust decided to hop out into the country and find a new place. Since rental rates were too high, the bunny ended up taking shelter under a bridge during a rainy night, where it met a troll. The troll made dinner for the bunny. After several days eating the troll's cooking, the bunny had aquired a taste for human flesh. It headed back into the city, and was cast in a Monty Python film shortly thereafter.
And he lived happily ever after.

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MeanBowToe's Mom
Once upon a time a bunny had a basket of goodies to go to it's gramma's with. While crossing the bridge, it met a wolf, who stole her goodies. So, this lil bunny plotted revenge, and set the wolf's tale aflame. She got her goodies back and went to her gramma's.

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CR:
A small grey bunny poked his head out of his burrow. Sniffing the air in the delicate little way that adorable rodents do, he came out slowly and looked around his little domain. Satisfied he wasn't being hunted, at least not at that moment, he emerged completely and headed off to go find his favorite grass near the little wooden bridge that spanned a nearby creek. He found the bridge easily, the path worn into his mind almost as much as into the ground. When he came to it he crossed it, notcing how the boards made a dull thumping sound with each hop.

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AntiSamurai:
Well once upon a time there was bunny. He was horribly depressed because of the social stigma he recieved from abnormally small ears. The bunny enentually jumped off of a nearby bridge. Sadly no animals missed him, or his abnormally small ears.
the end ^^

MagicalFerretGirl
There once was a little bunny named Thread. Thread wasn't the smartest bunny, but he had an excellent since of direction and was very curious. One day he was hopping along and decided to follow a new path lined with metal. He hopped along the path, trying only to land on the wooden slats. Finally the path turned into a bridge, and being curious, and also knowing there was an excellent carrot patch on the other side, Thread went across the bridge. He accidently landed on a splinter and decided to only walk on the metal. As he walked a loud shaking took place on the bridge and something rushed towards him. Thread tried to run but the thing was too fast, and with a horrible *SPLAT*, thread was no more.
"What in the world was a rabbit doing on the bridge?" the conductor asked himself as the train went on along.

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KC:
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who was walking down a dusty path through the woods. The wind blew her hair in gentle whisps across her face as she walked. Her hands remained clasped before her, resting on the satin pink sash tied around her dark blue dress. Brown ringlets cascaded down her shoulders and green eyes kept alert for danger. The young girl came across a wooden bridge in the forest, the only means to cross the stream before her. A small bunny's back paw was trapped in a crack on the bridge and it was struggling to escape despite the broken limb. Gentle hands carefully eased the bunny's paw from the crack. The bunny gave a soft look of thanks and limped past the young girl, heading in the direction from which she came. She smiled and turned around, skipping off, her good deed done for the day.

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Little Lisa
there once was a bunny named fluffy.... he hopped onto a brige where he found a gigantic carrot.... it was poisined so he had a horrible painful death right there on that darn bridge.

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Koneko:
Once upon a time, there was a bunny rabbit. This was no normal bunny rabbit, mind you. This bunny rabbit did not live in a little rabbit hole, but under a bridge. This was a hobo bunny rabbit, and he oftentimes spent his nights begging for change on the street corner. Of course, the bunny rabbit could not spend the change because it was just a mere rabbit. Nonetheless, the rabbit was picked up by the local police for unauthorized begging and spent the rest of it's life in jail. The end.

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Lorien:
The bunny walked up to the bridge and met a troll. This troll demanded payment in the form of a very bunny lunch. The bunny smiled and said "Okay!" and proceeded to hop onto the troll's head she crossed to the other side.

The troll, quite befuddled, shook his head a little before falling off the side of the bridge and into the rushing river water. The bunny's eyes glowed a spooky red as she hoppity-bopped away.

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Tuesday, February 03, 2004
Tema:
A brown rabbit came to a strangely carved bridge. It stopped to inspect it, sniffing at the posts. It tested the first board, ready to run if it gave way - and ended up lunch for the tentacled mosnter that suddenly broke the middle for the tempting scent of living flesh.

Fuyu:
One day, a bunny was hopping along in the woods, happy as could be. Eventually, he came across a small river, with what seemed to be a very badly built bridge going across it. Seeing that it was the only way to go across the river, he decided to cross it. When he was halfway over it, suddenly, the board he had just hopped on collapsed, dropping him into the water. The bunny struggled to swim, but found it hopeless, and he resigned to his fate of drowning miserably. Fortunately, that event did not come to pass, as his floundering caught the attention of a crocodile that lived in the river, and he quickly swam over to devour the little rabbit, thus saving him from a slow, agonizing death

MeanBowToe:
There once was a bunny who stood to the bridge... one day his evil twin bunny pushed him off and he fell and drowned. The end?

clairelikesrock:
once there was a bunny who had to cross a river
only there wasn't a bridge.
so she had to make one
first she found a frog. but he wouldn't stand still enough
so then she found a lizard
but the lizard was too scratchy
so then she saw a stuffed (you know, like taxidermy) bobcat
and used that
then the bunny crossed her bridge and pillaged an entire village
the end.

CrazyMexican:
A pink bunny needs to get accross a stream but can't find a way to do that. He looks around and finds a rock bridge that he uses until he hops on one and finds out its a turtle. The turtle decides to take him across the rest of the way, thus the bunny getting to the other side with help from a friend

SeraphDraconis:
Once upon a time litttle Hoppy was going over the London Bridge. Unfortunately we know how unstable London's bridge systems are. Littly Hoppy's mom, dad, brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles and aunts from all cornors of the metro area will miss him greatly.

CasualOtaku:
There once was a beautiful mountain. And below that mountain a beautiful meadow. And in that meadow lived a bunny. The bunny however, was not beautiful. His fur was an odd shade of grey and very long and shaggy. All the other bunnies in the meadow has short soft fur, in smooth pretty colors like black, or brown. To make matters worse, all the other bunnies teased him about his ugly fur. Comparing him to things like moss and lint and other such things. This made the grey bunny very sad, so sad he decided to run away over the mountain, where he could never be teased again.So the bunny set off for the mountain, leaving the meadow, and all the other bunnies behind. He hopped and he hopped and he hopped some more. He hopped so much that by the time he looked back, the home he'd always known was far far gone. For a moment he considered going back, it was scary to be so all alone so far from home, but then he remembered the teasing, and went back to hopping.Eventually, after many many hours of hopping, he came upon a river, and across that river was a bridge. The bunny stopped and stared. He'd never seen a river before, and he'd certainly never seen a bridge before either.They grey bunny hopped up to the bridge and puzzled over it a long, long time. So long that night soon fell, and he was still looking at the bridge.It just so happened, that a hermit lived under this particular bridge. He'd been away, trying to sell some of the fish he caught in the river at the market, and he'd managed to come back with some very nice vegetables, and was looking forward to a stew instead of the usual grilled fish. Luckily, he knew his bridge very well, so even though the night was dark, he saw the bunny staring at the bridge. He'd never seen a bunny with long fur before, so he did his best to sneak up in the hopes of petting it at least a moment before it ran away.The bunny heard the man and turned around, very frightened but with nowhere to run that wouldn't take him straight into the man's path. Not knowing what else to do, he turned and started bolting across the bridge.

The man begged the bunny to stop, telling him in all honesty he just wanted to pet his pretty fur. That made the bunny fumble a moment. Nobody, not the other bunnies, not the other forest creatures ever called him pretty before.The man saw the bunny stopped, and continued to croon soft compliments. He offered the bunny all sorts of nice vegetables, even showing him some very pretty sugar snap peas. The bunny just happened to love a wild plant that looked very much like this, so he cautiously followed the man under the bridge, where true to his word the man treated him to such delights as crisp carrots, leafy cabbage, and even a bright yellow squash. The bunny ate himself sleepy, and gratefully curled up near a fire the man set to take a nap.The man carefully stroked the bunny's fur, which just happened to be as soft as silk, hoping the bunny would stay. It was very nice to have some company for a change.

The bunny heard this wish, and decided it wouldn't be so bad to stay for a little while. After all, the mountain would always be there, he could always go another day, or not at all. He was happy for the first time in a long time, and wasn't ready to let it go. So the bunny stayed with the man under his bridge, where they lived out their years, enjoying a simple, but very happy life since they'd both found the thing they'd always been looking for, a friend.

Akima:
One day, a little bunny rabbit named Karl was hopping along through the forest! Karl happened upon his friend Lancelot the Turtle as he was approaching the Great River. Karl noticed that Lancelot was looking very blue. "Why Lancelot!" cried Karl, "Why are you looking so blue? Turtles are supposed to be green!" Lancelot sighed in malcontent, shifting about in the mud. "I touch the Bridge of Many Colors, and when I looked at my reflection, I was blue! I don't know how to change back!" Karl looked intrigued, and asked Lancelot if he would lead the way to the Bridge of Many Colors. Lancelot agreed, and together they set off.

Along the way, Karl and Lancelot came upon Amanda the Penguin, who was looking very orange. "Why, Amanda, what happened to your beautiful black feathers!" cried Karl the Rabbit.Amanda began to weep in earnest, leaning on her friend Karl's shoulder. "I know not! Upon setting mine foot to the Bridge of Many Colors, my black feathers turned suspiciously ginger in hue!" Karl and Lancelot explained that they were going to return to the Bridge of Many Colors to try and solve the mystery, and Amanda declared that she would go with them.

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Test post.

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