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The Bog Bunny by jflaxman The Bog Bunny by jflaxman

One Sunday, when he should have been playing League of Legends, Arne Malarkus was fishing from the north bank of the River Yohl. He caught no fish, but on seeing a bunny, he seized it, hurled it into the Yohl, stormed home and vented the rest of his anger on pixelated enemies. The bunny, meanwhile, drifted east until the river slowed and vanished in the steaming Tolger Swamp. This was the site of Morlen Stard, a long-abandoned sporting complex, founded on industrial slag. The toxins that leached into the water caused the bunny to mutate, and the ghosts of old Olympic mascots – never popular, and often reviled – corrupted its mind and filled it with a hatred for all living things.


Like everyone else who lived further upstream, Arne was unaware of this. He kept playing League of Legends and got very good at it. But when the bunny – now enormous – dragged its obscene bulk from the swamp and attacked the nearby town of Drainage, Arne had a dark suspicion that he was in part responsible. His friends urged him to keep playing, as the State Championships were fast approaching; but his onscreen battles seemed furtive and dishonest now.


Arne went to see his old friend Bas, who openly loathed League of Legends, but knew much of slaying monsters. On hearing his story, Bas gave him a bag of eggs imbued with cyanide. When Arne arrived in Drainage, he found two unlikely allies in the form of Kay, a small blonde girl who could see through the thickest mist, and Jen, her husky half-sister, who had a strong pair of rowing arms. Both also knew the Tolger Swamp, though they warned him many heroes had gone before him and been lost.


Arne, Kay and Jen left Drainage with little fanfare. As Jen rowed them through the swamp Kay scanned the shifting mist ahead. Vapours bubbled from the depths, and horrors from the distant past – including sodden effigies of the vile Olympic mascots – occasionally drifted by. Just as the silence became overwhelming, the Bog Bunny rose from the mud and splintered the intruders’ boat with one snap of its monstrous jaws. It seemed the very earth trembled as it threw back its head and roared.


Arne was the first to find firm ground. With a trembling hand – for he was unused to any kind of off-screen action – he fumbled with the clasp on his bag and pulled out a poisoned egg. It seemed tiny, insignificant, no match for the incarnate nightmare he faced. But then the bunny roared again. Without another thought, Arne threw.


The egg vanished in the monster’s maw. For a moment the Bog Bunny seemed unaffected; but then it gagged and clawed its chest. It blindly swung at Arne and fell, drenching him in marsh water. Blood boiled from its orifices, then slowed to a trickle as it lay still.


The victors had no way to move the Bog Bunny’s gigantic corpse, but Arne cut the tip from one of its ears and put it in his bag. As they returned to Drainage a welcome rain began to fall, washing the swamp’s filth away. The townsfolk doubted Arne’s story, even on seeing the piece of ear; but when no Bog Bunny appeared again they grudgingly accepted it.


Kay and Jen still ply Tolger Swamp, but now they have a brand new boat; and Bas still provides brave souls with unlikely but effective weapons. Arne found heroics were not to his tastes and is back to playing League of Legends. The people of Drainage – a provincial, superstitious breed – have all but forgotten the Bog Bunny, and moreover confused the tale with equally bizarre accounts of chocolate eggs and resurrections.

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Zozop05 Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2016  Student Artist
ArtAgainstSociety Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2014  Professional Traditional Artist

Hello! I would like to notify you that I've featured you on my surreal and abstract art blog over on Tumblr. Your work really fits the theme, and you can see it on Of course, I have given you credit and linked to your page. If for any reason you don't want it published any longer, just send me a message and I'll delete it pronto. Thanks, and congratulations! Your art is beautiful. Please note: If you don't see your art right away on my blog, it is probably still in the queue and has yet to be posted.

ps: I'd like to post more of your art, please let me know if that can be allowed! With your page cited of course :)

jflaxman Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2014
Thanks for the feature! I'm sorry about the late reply, I don't have regular net access.

You're welcome to post anything else you think is suitable. I like working in this style and it's great to meet someone on DA who appreciates it!
eraejorma Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2014
Marsuwai Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2014
Once again, you created a story of satiric wit and narrative genius. And I really like the picture.
AntiminionEleven5 Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
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TickleMeHoHo Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Big bad bunny being killed by eggs... ironic.
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