Once upon a time there were some little emo bunnies. That time is now.
Well, first of all, I'd like to thank Jizzy Jazz for being an amazing co-owner/colorist. Shes helped us throw this whole shop together, and without her, there would be no Kuchis. Without Kuchis, there would be no fun. So, therefor, she rocks.
Second of all, these things are pretty awesome, and well colored. Also, they're not very expensive for the quality, which I consider to be pretty high.
-1- Introduction
-2- Table of Contents
-3- Rules
-4- Breeding
-5- Examples
-6- Stages
-7- Black/White/Grey Lists
-8- The Story Behind it All
-9- Current Events
-10- Updates
-11- Pickups
-12- Owners List
-13- Affiliates
-14- Frequently Asked Questions
-15- You can post now!
_______A man sit in an enormous comfortable chair that you practically sank into as soon as you touched it. He sat and twiddled his thumbs, back and forth, waiting for something interesting or important to happen within the Facility that he owned and ran. Suddenly, a females voice rang through the giant auditorium, completely empty except for the mans throne and a big monitor. "Dr. Munroe? This is Desk Attendant 089, and one of the technicians would like to speak with you." _______"Fine," the mans voice boomed. "Show him to me." A skinny young man showed up on the screen, bouncing up and down subconsciously as he looked down at the older, bigger man. _______"Doc... Doc... Doctor Munroe. It seems as though the Test Subjects have escaped. Everyone last one of them is gone sir. Nowhere to be found," he spoke quietly, mumbling through almost every other word. He stared down at the big man, and the big man glared back up at him. _______"Technician- Is this some type of joke? Obviously not funny," he boomed again, as he rolled his eyes. _______"No Doctor Munroe. No joke. No joke at all," the skinny man said as he reached forward and pressed a button that was out of Munroe's range of view. The screen almost instantly turned black. Doctor Munroe stood in horror for a short period of time, almost 30 seconds, and then jumped up, sprinting toward the door. He reached the door and shoved it open, walking hastily through the labrynth-like halls. Most of the Technicians even had trouble navigating through the halls. "Apparently," said the man, speaking to himself, "I'm not the only one who knows their way around this place." He turned a left, and a right, and another left, until he reached two double doors, both painted an ugly shade of blue. He pushed these doors open, also, and began to walk through, stepping on shattered latches and unhinged cage doors. He walked past the cages, each with their own individual sign hanging over the door. He read, "Aspect: Chaos. Aspect: Justice. Aspect: Sorrow." Every one of them represented a different aspect of the world. The man began to speak to himself again, "Maybe I shouldn't have made Aspect: Freedom. Maybe I should have been a little nicer." He became angry, and started to wonder where they all had gone. There were hundreds of thousands of them, all gone.
_______The next day, a young lady walked down into her basement, because she had recently been hearing chirping from down there. She carefully took steps down, and flipped on a light. They were everywhere. Bunnies. All different colors. All different attributes. Just everywhere. She was shocked, and horrified. _______A month came and passed, and she had grown to love these little creatures, no matter how many of them there were. She decided that not only could she continue caring for all of these herself, that she wanted to be able to share this joy with other people all over the world. _______She walked into her living room one evening, and grabbed the phone. She dialed a number, and called her best friend Raven. "Hey. Raven?" _______Raven picked up the phone on the other line. After about an hour of conversation, Jazz had completely explained this whole story to Raven, and what she planned to do. _______"You're going to sell them to people?" Raven asked, interested. _______"Yes," she said, "And you're going to help."
Jazz named Kuchis what she did because "cuchi" translates to
"cute" from Spanish to English.
Jazz made herself a Kuchi of gambling because she is a
self proclaimed "compulsive gambler at times".
Raven.exe has no life.
MegaRose
I've got something for your Random Information section--
The first stage of the Kuchis was inspired by and loosely modeled after
Bun-Bun the Mini Lop from the webcomic 'Sluggy Freelance.'
Auctions- 7 Deadly Sins & Their Opposites. First up=Lust &
Self-Control. Time=To be Announced
Raffles- None Planned
Contests- None Planned
Flatsales- None planned