ZekeLittle is known about how Zeke was turned, but it seems it must’ve occurred sometime around the time of the wreck. Last thing he remembers from before, was when he was fighting alongside his brother, Buster. The two of them were lieutenants under Thumper, and they were an unstoppable duo. As part of their attire, they chose to wear matching red clown noses for a couple of reasons: one was so, if they got separated, they could easily find each other amongst the chaos. And the second was a bit of a shot at their opposition, a way of clowning them as the pair ripped through their ranks.
However, somewhere along the way Zeke and Buster lost each other. Buster searched far and wide for his brother, but when he finally found him, it was too late. He’d already been turned. But how? That part remains a mystery.
Zeke now has a hunger for brains, and mycelium! His zombie thirst has him craving brains, but he eats mycelium as a way of keeping from losing himself completely. There are still traces of his former self left, so it’s his and Busters hope that the more mycelium he eats, the more parts of his former self might return.
NebulaThis chick loves her mycelium! She’s nibbled on so much of it that she blasted off on a mind expanding journey through space and time, into the heart of a supernova, through its black hole and into a new state of being with just a stardust cloud of her former self remaining. . . this is where she earned her name, Nebula.
Although she may look like she’s away with the fairies, she actually sees all. Neb’s cosmic trip has given her a depth of insight and perspective far beyond that of other mere mortal bunnies, so she hops through life without ego, without judgement of herself or others. Her ego dissolved into dust the moment her mind’s eye passed through the supernova, bringing her total inner peace. So now she just grooves through life, nibbling on her mycelium, because she knows that everything is exactly as it’s supposed to be.
Namaste fluffy, my friends.
BusterBuster is known as an enforcer. His loyalty is unmatched and he will do anything for Rizzla and the rest of the clan. He’s been hardened through his years of combat after the wreck, and has made himself known as one fluf you just don’t mess with, especially since he was one of Thumpers top lieutenants. He and Thumper went through it all together, and they’ve maintained a weekly catch up for a beer at Hoppy’s Bar ever since.
But Buster isn’t all macho tough guy... you can see it in his eyes, on the inside he’s a big softie. He’s a lover as well as a fighter.
When back in the burrow, he likes to remove his hardened shell and keep the fluflets entertained with tricks and jokes. It’s his way to find some balance in his life.
One mistake you don’t ever want to make is to take Busters red clown nose, and love of a sweet sugary treat, as any form of weakness... because he will fluf you up!
RizzlaRizzla doesn’t give a fluf. He didn’t choose the fluf life, the fluf life chose him.
He don’t play by the rules, he broke out of that cage long ago, and now he’s hopping to the beat of his own stomps.
He’s the type to spark up under a no smoking sign, put his coffee mug on the table without a coaster, and roll through a stop sign without coming to a complete stop, because he just don’t give a fluf.
Rizzla always makes sure to eat his daily greens, and smoke it too.
He the type of buck that eats roots and leaves. And digs a cosy warm hole to bury his carrot.
His reflexes are so in tune that he’ll catch a beer that he doesn’t see coming, use his teeth to rip it open, then toss the empty can over his shoulder into the trash can without looking. Like a boss.
Rizzla ain’t scared of anything... in fact, hound dogs scamper when his presence is known. He doesn’t check twice before crossing the road, the road checks twice before crossing him. Rizzla doesn’t even read books, he simply stares them down till he gets the information he wants.
Rizzla rabbit is a cool buck, the type to rock up to a party with a keg and a boom box pumping that hippity hop to save the vibe, all while blazing a fat doobie with a doe on each arm.
This rabbit does everything with style and with the fluf life attitude. A big part of that is not giving a pellet pile what others think of him, because he knows his own belief in himself is all that matters. He’s a simple fluf that doesn’t need much... as long as he’s got good tunes, a doobie, and his shades, he’s stylin’. And although he may come across as tough, he knows the most fluf life shit ever is to do good and look out for his clan. He’s a leader, not a follower, and like a true leader he leads by example.
Rizzla ain’t out chasing bunny tail either, he knows they’ll flock to him. Because he don’t give a fluf about does, he just chills... ‘till the next episode.