Chasing Bunnies [open]

[Elphyr]

Elphyr had spent over an hour wandering about and eavesdropping on conversations. New to this world, he was lost on what to do first.

"Wasn’t there some sort of tutorial for beginners? Some guide of some sort when one first starts the game?" "Could he be blind?" He had wondered after calming down and acknowledging the fact that he was trapped. "Well, the situation certainly was out of norm…So maybe that’s why?" He reasoned.

Now, after setting his priority to earning some form of cash, he was standing in the valley just outside London like the many other trapped players. Some stumbled with opening the status screen to cast spells while others rushed forward at the monsters with weapons raised. Elphyr looked at the flail in his left hand before looking at the Dull Green Slime that was preoccupied with hopping about. He opened his status screen to take another look at his skills again.

“Uh lets see…. Act One?” He muttered to himself, thinking it a good idea to slow the creature down even if it was just by a bit. He was about to select it when another had nabbed the slime with an aura dragon punch, reducing it to smaller immobile blobs and giving the werecat a jolt that made his hairs stand for a second.

“Now this is bad…” He thought to himself. “Opening the status screen to attack’s too slow.” He frowned as he looked about once more to see if others had found a different way. Unfortunately, none seemed to act any different. With a sigh, he opened the status screen again and looked about for a new prey.

It wasn’t long till he spied a bunny, or what seemed to be a bunny, hopping about and nibbling on the grass. Immediately, he selected Act One from his list of skills, His right hand suddenly moved, waving the wooden controller and forcing the short wooden puppet forward to grab at the Frenmic Rabbit. Unfortunately, the boy hadn’t counted on it missing.

The Frenmic Rabbit’s ears twitched at the sound of movement and quickly hopped out of the way before scampering off in the direction which Elphyr faced. Suddenly determined not to lose it, the werecat ran after the rabbit with his flail raised and teeth bared. He took a swing but missed once again as the rabbit changed its course. “Bloody rabbit!”

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[Ace]

“Man.. Because his daughter loves rabbit…..?”

A complaint from a young man could be heard from behind the bushes. “But still… why rabbit….? Why no slime or little pig?” The young man continued his complaints as his eyes were looking around, trying to find a rabbit from his vision. But, negative. From where he was, Ace couldn’t find a rabbit on the field at the moment. “O..kaaay….. Now there’s no rabbit? Uh..” Ace slowly raised his hands up to his face and facepalmed. This was ridiculous. “Maybe players were just chasing or killing them.. hm… oh well. I’ll wait in here for a bit.” He said as he crossed his legs down .

Ace was playing a waiting game at the moment. He needed to wait until the friggin’ rabbit to respawn back on the field before this young man could attack it and chase after it. But the only problem that in Ace’s mind was---“..How do I chase it….?”---yea, how he was going to chase it? Planting a trap? No, that’s impossible, Ace didn’t know how to set a trap in this world. Maybe.. Run until the rabbit got cornered? Well… that was quite good idea though, but again…. Ace believed that it wouldn’t easy. It would cause so much trouble. 

Sighed. “It seems I have no choice.” He said in frustration because of he had no other choices except chasing it down until the rabbit got cornered.

But well, it was all about chances after all. Ace needed to read a good chance, once he had seen it, then boom! He needed to move as fast as cheetah chasing after its prey down! “Yosh yosh yosh! I can do this!” He motivated himself like an idiot as he was still waiting for it. “C’mon~ Respawn already, o good rab------“

Sweatdropped.

Before Ace could finish his sentence, suddenly something unpleasant appeared right beside him. “E-er…. Uh…. Good piggy.” A sudden Young Pittered Boar respawned near the young man and now it was sniffing Ace like a usual pig used to do when it got near something or human. “Okay good piggy not sniffing around, just go there and eat some fresh delicious grass, o good little piggy” As if he could communicate with the monsters, Ace told the young pig to go away and eat grass far from him instead. But well, since Ace didn’t have that ability, the young boar still sniffed him. 

“Aww man..! I got here first, okay? So, shoo! Shooo! You’re too late! This spot has been taken by me! Okay, just go eat your grass over there, o good little piggy!” …Once again. He tried. But still, he failed. “Fine…. Do whatever you want.” Giving up, and letting the Young pittered Boar did whatever it wanted. Ace then turned his eyes back to scan the area, searching for the rabbit.

“Ah! There it is!” He shouted in his mind when suddenly with the skill of his Pathfinder subclass--Battle Perception--he saw the rabbit was running to where Ace.. er….. and this Young Pittered Boar…. Were hiding. “C’mon… c’mere, o little rabbit.” Ace said as he tightened his fists and got back to his fight position, ready to jump out and surprised the rabbit. “Three…” The young man started counting when the rabbit got closer and closer. “Two…… and… One!” Quickly, the young man jumped out from the bushes and surprising the rabbit!

“I won’t let you go!!” Ace shouted, but the rabbit was too fast to be caught, and now it was jumping back and running back to the opposite side. “Damn!” He growled in his head. But when he did that, from the corner of his vision, suddenly he saw a player was running with his flail and luckily! The rabbit now was running to where that player with flail at! Seeing that, Ace quickly shouted “Ey you!! Catch the rabbit!!” And after he shouted like that, Ace suddenly recognized that player.. A black werecat. “Oh? It’s ‘sir black werecat’!”

Even though Ace already knew Elphyr’s name, Ace still called him that.

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Notes : It's raaabbiiiiiit tiiiiiimee~

[Elphyr]

“Damned Bloody Rabbit…”

Elphyr swore again for the 6th time in the 10 minutes in which he spent chasing that one rabbit. Not once had he thought that all the trouble he’d went through wasn’t worth it. Nor did he even consider stopping. His mind was focused solely on the rabbit that seemed to outsmart him with each move and dodge his attempts.

“Oh hell no.” He thought, alarmed as the rabbit ran toward a bush in front. If the rabbit made it, it would be hell to track it down all over again, he wouldn’t even be able to tell if he had caught the same rabbit.

“Okay if I don’t get him before that then it’s the end.” He decided in his mind, darting for the rabbit at full speed with a tight grip on the flail. Unfortunately, the rabbit was but inches away from the bush, about to leap in when it halted and ran back in the werecat’s direction as the human monk sprang out.

Elphyr barely caught the words “Catch the Rabbit” and “Sir black werecat” Before he too jumped at the rabbit with both hands out to grab it. He failed, landing on his front on the grassy ground. “Ugh… this bites…” He thought, scowling at his failure as he got up. His expression soon changed to one of puzzlement.

“But catch?” He wondered.

“Sir black werecat.” He only knew one person who called him that. “Ace?” He said and turned to see the person who had drove the rabbit away from the bushes. He was right. “Hey.” He said and gave a nod and smile in greeting to the monk.

“On a quest?” He guessed, judging from the word “catch” instead of “kill” .

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