tippler 2026/01/01(Thu)10:28 No. 1119520 ID: f1368b
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After Lucy left the house to meet with the Gargill employee we were told was keeping an intact doe, I did my usual routine. Eat, groom, work on my tunnel. The streets were empty because of the rain and after the hard work of digging I took some vegetables from the fridge as a treat.

I know I’m not supposed to go in the kitchen, but ever since Lucy got a job at the library she’s been too busy to keep track of the produce before things spoil. I don’t like seeing the rodents she keeps in there so I don’t open the freezer compartment. Simple. We haven’t gotten a chance to talk about it, but I’m sure she won’t be mad.

She…really likes me. She likes me enough that she doesn’t eat rabbits anymore and she’s willing to risk herself to help the rebellion. Sometimes I’m not sure whether she’s delusional or genuine. Well, it’s pretty clear she’s genuine at this point but I don’t feel like I’ve done anything to deserve it.

tippler 2026/01/01(Thu)10:28 No. 1119521 ID: f1368b
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Soon I’m full, clean, and bored enough to start worrying. I can tell time from the alarm clock in the bedroom, and as the hours stretch on I wonder how long a simple scouting mission should really take.

I wait on top of the couch by the big living room windows for a glimpse of her umbrella and methodical, long-legged walk. The gray sky darkens and eventually night falls, with no sign of the snake.

Something’s very wrong. Lucy hates any weather cooler than sweltering and she isn’t the type to stay out late with a stranger, even if it’s to get close with them.

Did that stalker Gustave find out what she was doing? Has our cover been blown? If they’ve caught Lucy, will they come for me next?

I hope my cagemates didn’t attack her again. I tried to make it very clear to them that Lucy is kind and wasn’t keeping me prisoner, but they hate reptiles so much it might not matter.

A. Sleep on the bed and search for her in the morning
B. Go to the rebel base tonight
C. Other (suggest)

She's a little bit of both.
Go to the base tonight, sleeping here alone doesn't feel safe either.

>>1119521
C. Give her a bit longer. If she doesn't show up, try to sneak your way over to Lucy's spank-happy friend's house to see if she knows anything.

B Lucy is a lost cause. It's time to move on asap

but also stealthily. If she was captured, her stalker will probably start spying on you in order to find the secret rebel base. Dig tunnels, go through bushes and small holes.

C. Seconding going to find Violet. We should bring something of Lucy's, to signal to her that Lucy is missing without letting on that we can speak.

B) If she got in trouble they might come here next.

>>1119521
Whats the weather?
They dont like the rain.
Well, i guess no one does.
Except the crocs.
Shit.
The condition that would stop you running into most reptiles increases the chances of the one you really dont wanna see.

Maybe... maybe something has happened.
Perhaps your cagemates have heard something?
No... too far.

>>1119523
Ah!
Yes.
The smaller snake with the nice hands.
We shall call her spanky.
Practice your biggest, saddest eyes and find something of lucys you can hold outto wordlessly express your worry.

tippler 2026/01/03(Sat)12:09 No. 1119604 ID: f1368b
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>Go to Violet the spanking snake
>Bring something of Lucy’s to communicate without speaking
That could work, except I don’t know where Violet lives since I’ve never visited her house. I’ll approach the viper the next time I see her.

>B, stay at the base
I can find out if any of my cagemates saw Lucy and I’ll be safe from any reptiles who come snooping around the house. The only downside is if Lucy comes home and can’t find me and panics, but I trust her to understand my logic.

I can’t lock the house behind me, but I make a mental note of how everything looks so that I can tell if someone searches the place. It’s damp, but not actively raining. Under the cover of Lucy’s bushes, I put on the woven leaf cloak my brothers made for me and head through the neighborhood into the forest.

tippler 2026/01/03(Sat)12:09 No. 1119605 ID: f1368b
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I check periodically to make sure I’m not being followed and then duck into one of the entrances to the burrow, under a fallen palm tree. I can smell my comrades, and I call out to announce myself.

“Hullo! It’s Rudger coming in from the south tunnel–I have a lot to tell you guys.”

I use my whiskers to navigate as I run on all fours to the main chamber, where Clear Sky and Fresh Grass are working through a new collection of scrap.

“Where’s Sweet Root?” I ask.

“Sleeping. Did you finally tell that snake to leave you alone?” Fresh Grass grunts.

“No, well, kind of…I talked to her and she wants to help us find a mate before I leave. She really, genuinely wants to help.”

The bucks look at each other skeptically. “Sweet Root says he saw her by the factory earlier. Are you sure she didn’t go there to snitch?”

“Yes, I’m completely sure. We got a tip that there was a reptile keeping two women captive and she went to scout the property. Did Root follow her? I’m here because she never came home.”

“You’ll have to ask him.” Grass examines a dirty tin can and sets to work cutting pieces out of the metal.

A. Ask Grass and Sky more questions
B. Bother Root

Anything good in the scrap heap?

Root will be in a better mood if you don’t wake him and ask later

Ask if they need help cutting

B. More information would be good.

Chat while helping your brothers.
May be more info to gather. Safe routes. Danger spots. Good forage areas.

>>1119607
yeah, help out

tippler 2026/01/05(Mon)17:57 No. 1119709 ID: f1368b
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>A, socialize
“I’ll wait, don’t want to put him in a bad mood by waking him up.” I settle myself next to the scrap and crane my neck to see what Sky is working on. “Anything good?”

“This can’s the best thing we found, got some nails we can make into caltrops and glass bottles that we can break to make shards.” Sky sighs. “You said the snake has good quality knives, if she’s gone you should bring them here.”

“I don’t know what’s happened to her yet, I’m not going to steal from her.”

“This again!” Grass snorts. “You can’t treat reptiles with normal standards of morality because they don’t do the same for us. Even if this snake is barely decent for a carnivore, she still supports the factory implicitly.”

The criticism makes a mix of guilt and anger boil in my stomach. I’ve told them everything about Lucy except for the intimate parts of our relationship, and I don’t know whether I feel especially defensive because she’s my lover. Maybe no matter how good she seems, a reptile can never be fully trusted.

tippler 2026/01/05(Mon)18:06 No. 1119711 ID: f1368b
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>Layout of the area
I ask questions to get a mental map of the town and the surrounding forest. The best forage is in the grassy field along the road where we escaped, but they add that there’s an armed chameleon working for Gargill who’s been stalking them, although I’ve never seen this fellow myself.

My eyelids grow heavy and I move to the sleeping chamber, which is lined with dry grass and ferns. I curl up next to Root, who mumbles in his sleep and turns over.

What do I dream about?

Her, of course. You know you're never going to experience anything like her again.

Screwing a Wolpertinger

dream about Fenrir the God of the chain, repression, and control. Because you kinda feel repressed, so you're swayed to dream of that dog wolf deity thing...

carrots (because you're a rabbit)

Gangbanging Lucy with your brothers.

Dream that Lucy is a tiny lizard and you're a big bunny.

>>1119711
The night you escaped, before you found Lucy.

>>1119722
Ah yes.
Perfect.
Sleeping with a new, prominent worry, then an anxiety fueled dream would fit and this topic would be prime material.
Probably wake yourself doing that scrabbly dream running thing

Perhaps what peace with reptiles would look like?

>>1119722
Agreed.

tippler 2026/01/07(Wed)17:21 No. 1119799 ID: f1368b
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>Her
Impossible heights of smooth green scales and two voluptuous, tender mounds. Lucy’s kind smile, her slick tongue and greedy slit. I have a nonsensical dream where Lucy changes sizes, going from hundreds of times larger than me to the size of a doe who’s overwhelmed with desire as my brothers breed her.

I comfort this little Lucy as I take my turn filling her belly. She moans with pleasure, with a mouth free of sharp fangs and deadly poison. I kiss her.

I wake up and stagger into the tunnel to jerk off. With my head clearer, I return to bed.

tippler 2026/01/07(Wed)17:21 No. 1119800 ID: f1368b
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>The escape
I feel a great sense of deja vu as I find myself in a cramped, dark cage. The cheap welded wire rattles and shakes as the truck drives over potholes and slogs through mud.

We’re stacked between other cages in an unsteady column. Every so often someone above us relieves themselves and we’re splashed with foul urine. The reptiles who loaded us removed our usual waste pans to conserve space during travel.

We have to get out now–this is our only chance.

Sky has a twig carefully chewed into an imitation of the silver key the guards use to open our cage. He pokes it through the mesh and attempts to fit it into the lock. I’m squashed on the rightmost side by Grass and can’t get a good view.

The truck lurches hard and we’re thrown through the suddenly open cage door. We tumble to the wood slatted floor as another cage at the top of the pile slides free and crashes down beside us.

My ankle throbs and I feel woozy from the fall. The truck comes to a stop and we hear the driver curse, no doubt furious that he’s been delayed.

He’s coming to check on the cages. He’s coming. He’s going to open the rear door and we can slip through!

As I try to run to the gap of dim light, the ground turns to jelly and I can’t make any progress forward. Grass, Sky, and Root escape without noticing my struggles and I’m left facing the dark shape of the driver.

He seizes me by the leg with razor claws and he has the face of a scarred wolf and he squeezes hard until my bones pop and I wake with a start.

>The next morning…
>Weather check (warm or wet): Warm
I wake Grass with my thrashing and he yawns and shoves me away with a strong foot. I get up to search for Root and smell him at the entrance to the west tunnel, in the direction of the grassy field.

The sun is out and steaming the moist soil. I stretch my back with a luxurious pop before joining Root at the edge of the forest, close enough to cover to feel safe but in range of good feed. He’s always had a good appetite and has even put on weight since captivity.

“Sky told me you wanted to know about the snake.” He mumbles, once he finishes chewing. “I saw her walking around the neighborhood by the factory, she noticed me but didn’t stop–probably scared I’d do a Grass and stab her. Followed her around for a bit. She went into a house with another big snake guy and pretty soon after I heard them shouting. Didn’t stick around after that.”

And she didn't come back after that... that Gargill guy probably has her somewhere else. Time for more recon around the factory.

Inform him that she was looking for does that other snake was holding. If they argued and she never came back, that's not good.

>>1119800
Interesting. Why exactly does Gargill transport rabbits out of town in the dead of night using Canine drivers? I'm sure it's only a coincidence that he's hired a member of the species the reptiles are currently at war with. What was that he accused Lucy of? A conspiracy against reptile kind?

Profiteering against your own community is incredibly fucking gross. This is only speculation, though. And not something Rudger would think about in-character.

Hug your big not-stabby brother.

That sounds bad. ask what kind of neighborhood it is. Crowded? hard to sneak around?
You might try to investigate tonight for clues as to what happened.

Are you actually going by "Rudger" with your brothers? Surely you had a name before the one the reptile gave you. It can't be scoring you points with your brothers to have abandoned the name they've known you by all this time in favor of the one a snake thought was cute.

In that vein, once your brothers find out that you've been intimate with a snake, what sort of fallout do you expect? Will that turn them on you for certain? Will it make them more trustworthy of the reptile? Will they want a turn?

As for the dream, do you know that Cargill actually employ mammals, in addition to selling them? Is this common knowledge, perhaps some sort of forced labor from war prisoners? Or was this just a figment of your unconscious, and you've never actually met another mammal?

Root is the dominate bunny. You’re below him. Therefore, you must groom him as part of your role as the subservient bnuuy. Do this while discussing things, keep him in good mood. He’ll probably be more open to listening to you more this way.

That was the guy with the does.
Best explain thats where she was going.

How dangerous would it be to get there yourself?
To check it out.

>>1119801
Might be dangerous, Gargill will definitely be on guard if he suspects her of collaborating with Rudger.

We should search for the spanky snake.

tippler 2026/01/11(Sun)12:07 No. 1119923 ID: f1368b
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I leap to my feet in alarm. “That sounds bad, Lucy was only supposed to go there for a short visit. We heard there were women being kept prisoner there and she was supposed to gather information, if they argued and she never came back, she could have been attacked by the other snake! We need to go to the house and investigate!”

“We?”

“Yes, we! Our kin are still trapped and Lucy was already injured by Grass, she deserves our help. What kind of neighborhood was it? How easy would it be to go there?”

“It’s this cheap area by the factory…It’s overgrown, which is good for cover, but it seems kind of dangerous to visit unless it’s dark or raining. Don’t think you should be getting too excited, Windy.”

I bristle a little. “Call me Rudger.”

>Why use the name ‘Rudger’?
My first name translates to something like ‘Wind on Fur’ in reptile tongue. It’s fine, I mean, it’s the name my mother gave me even though I didn’t know her for very long. I just prefer Rudger, okay?

>Was the truck driver really a wolf or was that part of the dream?
It was part of the dream. In real life I wasn’t grabbed and killed, I only got the scratch on the leg as the lizard fumbled for me. It’s strange I imagined a canine though, I’ve never even seen one in real life.

tippler 2026/01/11(Sun)12:07 No. 1119924 ID: f1368b
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>Groom Root
I’m not making a good impression on Root, I can tell by his look of confusion and concern.

“Sorry for snapping.” I say quietly.

“It’s alright Rudger. Since you have that collar you might be able to go out during the day, but it’s not really safe for us.”

I settle next to him and demurely begin to lick his fur as I decide my next move. It’s a sunny day, so the reptiles will be active. This means I might see Violet if I patrol Lucy’s neighborhood.

Root slowly relaxes under my careful grooming.
A. Go to Lucy’s house
B. Ask Root to show me where Lucy went missing now
C. Wait for nightfall

>>1119924
A. You'll need help from the only other snake willing to help you.

>>1119924
Im inclined to agree.
Spanky snake may be able to help if she learns lucy is missing.
We would need an item of lucys to look folorn over so we dont look too smart. Speaking with spanky is a last resort

>>1119923
Uh-oh. International slave trade?

That's the thing about unending hateful feuds between nations. There are those who are immune to the hate, because they are also immune to love. And with immunity to patriotism, they do the smart-yet-vile thing and collaborate with other assholes in enemy nations to make life hell for everyone else.

A) May as well show the other rabbits around. Get them used to the area, memorize where all the knives are.

Going to a strange neighborhood will have to wait for the cover of night. Sneak around Lucy's neighborhood instead. look for her weird friend.

A. Violet may know more, maybe she'll stop by or call. It's going to be hard to get help when you can't talk.

tippler 2026/01/13(Tue)17:05 No. 1119977 ID: f1368b
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>A
“I’ll sneak back to Lucy’s house and see if I smell any intruders. I can stash the knives in my burrow and take them here the next time I visit.” I say. Root doesn’t need to know I’m planning to make contact with another snake.

“Oh really? That’d be great! Grass’ll be thrilled, I’ll tell them the plan once I see them. Stay safe Wi–Rudger.”

I finish grooming my friend, fill my belly with delicious fresh grass, and start my journey back into town. I stick to the shadows and bushes and sides of houses until I find myself near Minnie’s yard. It would be really nice to see her again and chat and relax, but I have to stick to my mission.

tippler 2026/01/13(Tue)17:06 No. 1119978 ID: f1368b
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>House intruder avoidance check: Failure
I immediately smell a foreign reptile when I open the unlocked door to Lucy’s house. I leap back in alarm and strain to hear any movement. No sound–I bet they searched the place and left when they didn’t find anything. When they didn’t find me.

It’s still really scary, and I creep from room to room to check for disturbances. The furniture has been pushed away from the wall and the neatly made bed is unraveled.

The knives are missing from the kitchen. Damn it! I bet it was someone from Gargill. Why do they know that Lucy isn’t home?

I stomp my foot in frustration and go outside to check on my burrow. That, at least, seems to have been missed. I brood there as I watch the street.

It’s early afternoon when a familiar snake finally comes running up the sidewalk and towards the house.

“Rudger? Rudger are you there? Here bunny bunny bunny!”

She’s looking for me. Does she know Lucy is missing? She might have assumed I needed care with Lucy gone and came to help. Or she’s been sent by the intruders to lure me out.

How do I approach her? If I don’t talk, how do I communicate?

>>1119978
Approach then look nervous.
A step closer.
Then bound back. Head towards the back door where you enter.
Pause and look back half way.
Wait for her to follow.

Thats standard body language for "dumb animal wants me to follow it."
Presumably she will.

Then you can grab a scarf of lucys or some item of clothing and hold itmout doing the big eyes.
She's likely to try and explain where shes gone if she knows or will learn that lucy is absent.
The fact shes calling for you makes me think she knows but worth checking.

Fair tactic, just keep an escape route open so she doesn't try to grab you.

Two possibilities for the knives:
1. The police took them to test for blood, to see if any of them were used to injure Lucy.
2. Gargill took them to further frame Lucy as a supplier for rabbit rebels and spread fear among the populace.

Anyways, go up to Violet.

>>1119978
Lead her to the ransacked house and show her what happened. Try to stay out of reach, act like a scared pet with the zoomies.

Either that's violet and you're fine or it's not violet and not fine.

Wait until she's about to leave to poke up. Tug her into the house to witness its ransacking.

tippler 2026/01/15(Thu)18:45 No. 1120053 ID: f1368b
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>Approach cautiously while playing the role of a concerned pet
When Violet makes it to the front door and opens it, I pop out of my hiding spot and nudge her leg.

“Oh there you are! Did you try to run away again?” She dips to try and grab me and I dodge. “Come on, I’m trying to help! I have to take care of you now, Lucy’s been–been sent to prison.”

She stops to sob into a hankie. It’s kind of awkward, and I impatiently wait for her to elaborate.

“Anyway, I have to take you with me now. I was going to get whatever rabbit food Lucy had inside and then lock up her house. Maybe I can get you to come with some treats…”

Violet hurries inside and heads for the kitchen, where she retrieves a cabbage. “Here! Tasty cabbage! Come on, I’m not so scary, am I?”

I point at the askew couch and try to give Violet big sad eyes.

“What is it? Do you miss Lucy? I’m sorry, she’s not coming back for a while. Where’s your leash, that might make it easier to catch you…”

tippler 2026/01/15(Thu)18:46 No. 1120054 ID: f1368b
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I trail after Violet as she flails around the house. She tries to heave a hay bale to the door, gives up, finds Lucy’s leash and collar, tries to hook the lead on my collar, fails spectacularly, then starts crying into her hands on the bed.

At least Lucy’s alive, although it sounds like she was found out and turned over to the authorities. Also, while Violet is trying to capture me, it doesn’t seem like she’s doing it for Gargill.

A. Pretend to be her pet, for now
B. Talk to her
C. Leave

C.

Might as well leave I don’t see how it would be useful to be her pet

>>1120054
Pat the sad snake gently.
Point at the missing knives, does she know where they went?

A.
She could be your in for more supplies. Like metal.

>>1120057
Yeah, whatever else happens, at least pet the sad snake.

She seems a bit overwhelmed and... and yeah, still a predator but its a shared sourse of worry you have here.
On a pragmatic side, she might spill more details.

A. She'll probably be talking to other people about Lucy and you can eavesdrop. You could also provide her ah, comfort by warming her lap.

>>1120054
A. She's not the sharpest tool in the shed, but we can get some more information about what's going on.

A) the way she's acting, you could probably make her your pet.

also pat her for comfort

tippler 2026/01/17(Sat)14:03 No. 1120094 ID: f1368b
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>Pat her
I jump up on the bed and put my hand on Violet’s shoulder. She might be a nosy predator who clearly has some kind of complex about my penis, but I can sympathize with what she’s going through. Not every snake can be as smart and impressive as Lucy.

I flinch when she reaches out to cling to me and try to relax when she starts to pet my soft fur. I’ve been in her grasp before, she’s probably not going to hurt me.

Violet finally dries her eyes and sits up. She keeps running her hand down my spine as she gets ahold of herself.

“Can I put that leash on now, Rudger? I can take you to my house, it’s a lot like this one, you’ll like it.”

>A
I’m dying to hear more of what Violet knows about Lucy. I can pretend to go along with her for a bit, just until I’ve gathered all my intel. Who knows, she might have her own set of knives I can pinch when I leave.

tippler 2026/01/17(Sat)14:03 No. 1120095 ID: f1368b
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Leash loop in one hand, loose clump of hay in the other, Violet walks me a few streets and turns away, to what is basically an identical house. Her furniture and lawn plants are different, but otherwise it’s a comforting familiarity. She ties my leash to the sofa leg and makes several more trips to bring armfuls of hay.

While she’s gone, I unhook the leash fastener, locate all the exits, make note of her single butcher knife hanging in the kitchen, and her short bed. Every time I hear her approaching the house, huffing and puffing, I get back in position.

She finally collapses on the couch. “Well! That should be enough for you, right? Oh, let me give you a little bowl of water…”

She returns with the water and I wait for her to release me. She doesn’t. Does she know I have to use the bathroom pretty often? If I hadn’t been taking my own lawn breaks I would have made a mess by now.

I’m debating whether to put a few pellets on the floor to prove my point when the doorbell rings. Violet sighs and gets to her feet to answer it.

“Mrs. Green, I haven’t seen you since I visited your house in my school years! Have you heard about what happened to Lucy? The police visited me this morning, I couldn’t believe it.”

“An officer visited me as well, I told him Lucy’s been acting strange since her husband passed, but nothing near murder! My poor hatchling, she’s been locked up in jail with no one to comfort her.”

Murder? Oh no–she must have killed the Gargill employee! But what happened to the women she was trying to save? Did they escape or did the police catch them?

I don’t have much time to think when an older snake who resembles Lucy, must be her mom, and Violet come back into the living room.

“What is that?” Mrs. Green asks, pointing a finger at me accusatorily.

“That’s Lucy’s pet rabbit, I couldn’t leave him alone to starve. When Lucy finishes her trial she can take care of him again.”

“He’s the one that turned my Lucy strange! Why, I ran into her out in town some time ago and she kept going on and on about him, even though it’s terribly improper to have unfixed prey in the house. You ought to get him taken care of while she isn’t here to argue.”

“Well…He’s been naughty before but I don’t want to go against Lucy’s wishes. It might be better to have him dethumbed.” Violet gives me a guilty look.

Don't let either of them near you. This charade ends where your thumbs begin.

>>1120095
Maybe they'll be convinced not to dethumb you if you can display your skill at chess? Clearly Lucy hasn't done so because you wouldn't be able to pick up the pieces without them.

Also gesture towards the restroom. If neither of them know how to care for you, they have no business making you unable to do any basic self-care.

Your defense right now is to look meek and scared. Not as though you understand what she's saying, but just afraid of her angry tone. Green is a lost cause, but if you elicit Violet's sympathy you should be alright. She's certainly not going to maim you right there if you don't seem to be actively escaping

>>1120107
Yeah, trying to look smart right now doesn't seem like the play. Mrs. Green certainly won't have the same response as Lucy, and we don't know about Violet.

Either way, they would need an appointment with that vet to have it done. If Violet makes the wrong call, we bolt.

>>1120095
Shit.
Need to disuade that line of thought.
What cute trick can you do that requires both thumbs and testicles?

tippler 2026/01/19(Mon)13:49 No. 1120238 ID: f1368b
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I forgot how awful predators can be. When I talked to her, Minnie tried to assure me that her owners aren’t bad people, they just don’t understand that prey are people, but after meeting someone like Lucy, it’s hard for me to accept that narrative.

>Look meek and scared
Violet would need to take me to the vet to maim me, and I can escape if she ever tries that. In the meantime I just have to be patient with her airheadedness.

I press myself against the back wall, tuck my hands at my stomach, and stare at Violet with my big sad eyes.

“I’ll-I’ll think about it, in the meantime he’s probably as shocked as we are.” Violet stutters. “Can I offer you a pinkie, ma’am?”

“Oh, I suppose. Thank you dear.” Mrs. Green huffs.

They bustle into the kitchen and I relax slightly. I eat some hay and make an orderly pile of poop on the floor while I listen to them gossip.

tippler 2026/01/19(Mon)13:50 No. 1120239 ID: f1368b
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There isn’t much new information, the snakes don’t even know the real reason Lucy went to that house. They do say that Lucy is being held at the county jail, in another town, which means my brothers and I would have a hard time trying to rescue her.

I wrinkle my nose at the smell of the dead mouse. Best not think about it.

Finally, Mrs. Green leaves and Violet gets a chance to check on me.

“Rudger, what’s that nasty smell? My goodness, is that your waste? I didn’t know prey had to use the bathroom so often.”

I tug on the leash and Violet frowns at me.

“Now mister, I don’t want you running away or causing trouble if I let you go, you hear?”

I give her another big pathetic look.

“Alright, alright, here.”

She unhooks the lead and I carefully walk toward her bathroom. She watches me do my business in the tub.

“Oh, Lucy must have trained you. That’s good, I didn’t want you to make a mess in my house.”

She bends down to scoop me into her arms and I allow her to haul me to the sofa, where she puts on the radio and starts to pet me.

A. Stay coy
B. Press back against her touch

>>1120239
B. Staying on her good side is helpful.

>Lucy is being held at the county jail, in another town, which means my brothers and I would have a hard time trying to rescue her.
Even if we were able to rescue her, housing a snake among the rabbit rebels would be a daunting challenge. You would need to hunt down other rodents for her to eat.

I think we should follow your dream about the wolf face. Maybe you've been gifted the power of prophecy and Gargill really does have ties to the mammals?

If we can find something to incriminate Gargill or frame him for a crime, maybe the problems it would cause him would make it harder for him to press on Lucy's court case, and harder for him to interfere with you and your brothers.

>>1120239
Scan the room a bit from Violet's lap. Look through any open windows in view. Lucy's house was ransacked by someone looking for you, is Violet going to be safe if whoever that was looks for you here? You should be ready to leave at the first sign of trouble, but try to get a better idea of what happened and where Lucy is before then.

B. You need allies on the tall side. Keep note of anything you can use or take later

B) she's not so bad

>>1120241
Agreed.
On both points.

Absolutely zero chance of springing her but finding something that proves shes innocent?
Slim chance.
We could get lucky though.

Rabbits feet are meant to be lucky.
Weve got two.

A. Petting is already a satisfying motion by itself. What's the radio playing?

C) Do weird pet stuff to pique her attention, like prancing in a circle around her lap, or barking at the TV in rhythm.

tippler 2026/01/21(Wed)12:58 No. 1120311 ID: f1368b
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>Will Gargill look for me here?
They might, which means I have to stay vigilant.

>Scan the room
I already toured Violet’s house and yard while she was getting hay from Lucy’s house this afternoon. Since it has the same layout, I’m familiar with all possible escape routes. The knife in the kitchen is the best thing I could take with me if I left for good.

>What’s on the radio?
The usual war news, broken up by propaganda and cheery jingles.

>What I know so far
Lucy went to see the Gargill worker, who also happened to be a snake. They argued and at some point Lucy bit and killed him. Somehow the police found out and captured her, and Gargill was informed as well. That night, someone searched Lucy’s house and took the knives.

>What can I do?
I want to visit the scene of the crime to search for clues about the rabbits, which Root can help me with. Grass would like to attack reptiles and could be convinced to target Gustave himself. Sky can provide weapons and tools, and all might be daring enough to return to the factory for a rescue mission, or to search the offices for incriminating evidence.

tippler 2026/01/21(Wed)13:00 No. 1120312 ID: f1368b
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>B
I hate to admit it, but Violet’s good with her hands. While I’ve been stewing on her lap, I’ve been getting a deluxe massage. She knows how to scratch at the base of my ears and rub my shoulders. I turn my head to give her better access to my chin and she coos at me like I’m a baby.

I want to relax completely, but I’m scared that if I get aroused she’ll want to cut off my balls. But maybe if I show Violet I’m enjoying myself she’s more likely to be empathetic to rabbits and my cause? Wait, does this mean I’m being disloyal to Lucy?

Well…she knows I’m close with my brothers. Rabbits can love lots of people, being nice to Violet doesn’t mean I like Lucy less.

I arch my back into Violet’s palm and she blushes and shifts her thighs. What?

...I didn't hear her say to stop.

paw her thigh like you're giving her a massage back

Check yourself, you didn't pop a boner by accident did you? Don't make a scene. We're not sure how she'll react just yet. Surely not everyone is as big a freak as Lucy, right?

>>1120322
This.
Nuzzle too.
Rabbits are good nuzzlers.

Purr like you mean it

>>1120331
I mean, we kind of do, that's when she got spanky. It's probably her way of being in denial over whatever she's got going on.

Do try to keep it chaste, though. For the safety of your innocent balls.

>I want to visit the scene of the crime to search for clues about the rabbits, which Root can help me with. Grass would like to attack reptiles and could be convinced to target Gustave himself. Sky can provide weapons and tools, and all might be daring enough to return to the factory for a rescue mission, or to search the offices for incriminating evidence.
Just remember there's a chameleon out there tracking you, too. Those fuckers can be hard to spot, so you'll need to rely on your hearing. Luckily you've got some pretty good ears.

tippler 2026/01/23(Fri)13:09 No. 1120374 ID: f1368b
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Not every lonely female snake can be as interested in rabbits as Lucy is, can they? It’s true Violet was weirdly into watching me masturbate the day I ran away and met Minnie, maybe it’s a repression thing. I don’t want to seduce her, but I can play up the affectionate pet act if it makes her happy.

I knead her thighs with my paws and purr. Violet plants a kiss on my head and squeezes me in a tight hug. I crane my neck to check for a boner. Well, there’s a bit of chub, but as long as I face down or away she shouldn’t notice.

Her fingers pinch gently down either side of my spine, which feels really nice. I nuzzle her hand with genuine affection the next time it comes near my face. Sheesh, if Grass could see me now he’d be so mad. Poor guy doesn’t know what he’s missing.

tippler 2026/01/23(Fri)13:10 No. 1120375 ID: f1368b
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Violet finally sets me aside, turns off the radio, and goes to the phone.

“Hello, please connect me to the doctor’s office…Yes this is Violet Beauregard, I’d like to make an appointment with Dr. Duerf for the soonest warm day, if he’s available...Yes, that’s perfect, thank you.”

Oh, she’s going there to get her ‘treatment’, isn’t she? I guess I’m just irresistible. After some polite goodbyes the viper comes back to sit next to me on the couch.

“I suppose I’d better get ready for bed.” she says, out loud, to no one in particular. “Rudger, where will you sleep? I have a cushion you might like, here.”

She puts a soft, silk pad on the couch and gives me a little wave goodbye before going to her bedroom. I listen closely as she shuts the door and settles into her covers.

What should I do tonight? I don’t know which reptiles have good night vision, so I’ll be on high alert for any suspicious sounds if I go out.

Check the phone’s caller id history. make sure it is not vet-doctor

>>1120376
Dr. Alfie was the vet, but can't hurt to check.

>>1120375
I suspect Gargill will be watching the dead snake's house for rabbits, if he suspects Lucy of working with them, so we shouldn't go there. We should start scoping out the factory for possible entries and exits and for surveillance.

We want to do that from afar, though. Are there any lakes nearby? Lakeside residents often keep binoculars to look at the boats on the water or the far shores. If not, we could snoop around Violet's house for anything useful. Just make sure she's asleep first and stay quiet about it.

>>1120382
Fair point
Would still be good to get the phone number just in case
And check out the history of other caller ifs that were made here recently.

>>1120392
Getting caller id may be a little beyond rudger.
Might even be a little beyond the tech level of culture too.
All looks a bit analogue/50s thusfar.

This said, she might have one of those retro phone number books folk used to keep near their phone where shed have written down the docs number next to his name it may have other numbers and names too.

tippler 2026/01/25(Sun)08:02 No. 1120430 ID: f1368b
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>Did Violet call the vet?
The vet is Dr. Alfie, so I think she was talking to a reptile doctor. There’s no way of making sure of this, since I think phones work by linking two lines via an operator, not by dialing in a specific number. If Violet tries to take me somewhere tomorrow I’ll just pretend I want to stay at the house or run if necessary.

Using what Grass and Sky told me, I consider the layout of the town. I want to investigate the factory, but I don’t like the idea of going there at night alone without friends or weapons.

I wait for Violet to fall asleep, slide off my cushion, and leap up on the kitchen counter to look at the knife more closely. It’s sharp on one side, basically a sword in my hands. Should I take it and go outside to explore or sleep on my lovely comfy cushion?

Take the knife, scout out Lucy's house to see if it's been rummaged through.
Can you read reptilian script, by the by?

>>1120430
Let's take the knife, gather the boys and scout out the factory.

I wouldn't touch the knife until you're sure you aren't coming back. Everyone will think you're dangerous at that point.

If you're going to find any clues at the house Lucy was visiting it has to be tonight.

>>1120434
He'll put it back in the morning. A rabbit wandering out at night is already considered dangerous.

>>1120430
Leave the knife. Scout the police station. Try to find a way to sabotage the phone lines later for when you strike Gargill.

Agreed.
The knife is useful but large and detrimental to sneaking and building trust.

Knowing where it is for an emergency is enough for now.

What if instead of the large butcher knife, and considering all the knives in the home were taken (probably for evidence), what if instead, we take something like a glass bottle, break it, and use that as an improvised weapon. sharp glass can be dangerous. Nobody is gonna notice a glass bottle going missing except Lucy.

If there is no bottle, I dunno, use a glass cup. Might not be as powerful, but still sharp.

whatever you use, just break it outside where no one can hear it, away from the house. Broken shards near the home could be seen as evidence.

tippler 2026/01/27(Tue)20:05 No. 1120474 ID: f1368b
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>Can I read or write?
No, which is inconvenient if I’m trying to find dirt on Gargill from documents, or communicate with reptiles via anonymous messages. It doesn’t impact my day-to-day life, but I can see how it’d be really useful longer term.

>Don’t take the knife
It’s hefty and awkward and I’m planning to scout tonight, not fight. I set it back in place and jump down to the floor.

I carefully open the back door and sneak between yards towards Lucy’s house. I hide in a mostly covered spot and eat grass while I wait for a car to appear.

No one comes to ransack the place a second time. Once I get bored and test the doorknobs, I learn both entrances are locked! Violet must have had a spare key.

I can see most of the inside through all the big windows, but it hurts that I can’t even go in anymore. This is the house where I learned to play chess and ate a bunch of delicious food I’d never seen before and felt happy and safe.

My eyes are wet when I turn north toward the burrow to give my brothers an update.

tippler 2026/01/27(Tue)20:05 No. 1120475 ID: f1368b
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I shake Sky awake and tell him about the missing knives, Violet, and what I’ve heard about Lucy.

“You didn’t bring back a glass cup or something we can use?” he asks blearily.

“What? No, I’m-I’m gathering intel. I’m going to find out where the police station is and then I’ll keep Violet company during the day until she goes to the doctor.”

“Uhmmm, ‘kay. You said she’s another snake? Stay safe.”

I head back toward town. I don’t hear or see a single reptile all the way to the street where I came with Lucy to the vet. The biggest buildings are here, the way they block out the sky makes me nervous.

“There’s a light on in two places, and I go up the windows to look inside. The bigger building looks like the vet’s office, but with a long bench thing instead of a raised table, and the other building just has desks and one solitary lizard snoozing by the phone.