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Listen, they're at Updyke's facility or something, don't hurt that anon, it's not worth it

[...Reluctantly, he drops the anon.]

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Alright ALRIGHT- I think they're at the uh- Facility or some shit-

[Conrad lets out a growl. He wants better information, vague answers won’t cut it.]

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Heh, you don't scare me now that you look like a big ol bunny hehe

[Conrad picks you up and holds you 10 feet off the ground, ear flicking in annoyance.]

[Oh, they’re gone now! You’re left with a very angry man who is 12 feet tall, has a cannon for a head, and is built like a tank.]

[Bunny M!A 7/7]

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Yeah uhhh Lizzie may or may not have been kidnapped but a certain cloud person. Your brothers, Whitty, knows. He seems to he going after her kidnapper.

[..]

[His fuse lights up violently, letting out a sharp hiss. His fists- clenched, and shaking, like his whole frame (including the ears). The hole where his ‘face’ was- for a moment, the hollow inside of his cannon is illuminated by an orange light- and the cannonball is visible, before his muzzle returns to darkness.]

[It’s taking everything he has not to blow another hole in the wall.]

“...rrrbbbbbbbb.”

[He wants to know where they’re at.]

[Now.]

[Bunny M!A 6/7]

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Nah, let him find out himself

[Oh, now he’s had it. Conrad’s always slow to trust, but now he knows something’s wrong. Ears folding back, the cannonhead rises to his full height and marches over, glaring you down. He lets out another low frequency- this one shorter and more forceful. He’s not asking anymore, he’s demanding.]

[Bunny M!A 5/7]

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any of you guys gonna tell him about lizzie?

[The bunny ears perk up slightly, and Conrad gives you a confused look, rumbling quietly as if to ask what you mean.]

[Bunny M!A 4/7]

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Big ol' Bunny!

[Conrad flushes, his ears falling over his muzzle and covering his eyes.]

[Bunny M!A 3/7]

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Amogus.

“..?” [His ears confusedly twitch.]

[Bunny M!A 2/7]

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He looks like a highscool bully-

[Conrad looks offended- his ears twitch and he grumbles at you.]

[ Bunny M!A 1/7 ]

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*pat pat*

(ooc: this is an old one so wont count towards the m!a

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can you type?

(ooc: no, no he cannot

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Conrad is a bunny for 7 asks!

“...?”

[Conrad blinks- he now has a set of floppy ears and a tiny fuse-tail, curled into a ball.]

[Conrad is embarrassed.]

[ Bunny M!A 0/7 ]

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How are you doing, beatbox man

[Conrad gives a thumbs-up, even though he doesn't know what beat-boxing is.]

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JWNDJSJJDJDJSD UR SO CuTE

[Conrad flushes, rumbling the dubstep equivalent to a ‘thanks.’]

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[Conrad seems to rumble affectionately before he pauses. If Whitty didn’t know about him, he likely doesn’t know about Flint or Lizzie. Oblivious as he is to Flint’s blatant dislike of Whitty, Conrad excitedly plans on how to introduce them- reuniting the family!]

[Conrad approaches- massive, 12 something, bigger and wider than the bombhead. He knows Whitty. His brother. He doesn't know how he knows, but he's glad.. he at least has family. He scowls for a second before opening his arms for a hug, letting out a gentle rumble.]

*The one eyed Whitty was a bit confused. Did he know this man? He looked rather familiar, and the similarities, such as both having rather explosive heads, made him wonder. He didn't know he had family at all. But a hug is a hug, and thanks to the anons and his boyfriend, he was pretty used to hugs now. He approached Conrad and gave him a nice hug with his heavily scarred arms*

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[Conrad gives her a second pat, before offering her the marker he picked up a couple days back. It wasn’t dry, surprisingly, and he thought she may enjoy some new art supplies.]

[Distant bass makes the walls shake. Conrad's going to get his sister out of the backrooms whether you like it or not-]

*she waddles to the opposite corner, rather afraid, her fuse almost burning a little*

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[Low notes are Conrad's strong suit, and he shifts quickly, the air itself seeming to vibrate. As he cuts off, Conrad seems to laugh- he's having fun.]

[Conrad approaches- massive, 12 something, bigger and wider than the bombhead. He knows Whitty. His brother. He doesn't know how he knows, but he's glad.. he at least has family. He scowls for a second before opening his arms for a hug, letting out a gentle rumble.]

*The one eyed Whitty was a bit confused. Did he know this man? He looked rather familiar, and the similarities, such as both having rather explosive heads, made him wonder. He didn't know he had family at all. But a hug is a hug, and thanks to the anons and his boyfriend, he was pretty used to hugs now. He approached Conrad and gave him a nice hug with his heavily scarred arms*

@cannon-ball