Gui Bnuuy

Pump it. Stress it. Break the limits.
Again.
Heart’s pounding. Systems overheating.
If it survives me… it’s a space-ready fit.
Patience. Pressure. Repeat.

Welcome to my Gui Den; a pirate haven. Here, hares have wards in our warrens of woes. We EWAR first, fire no guns, but give no quarter. Dock here for a good time, and you'll be doing more than just ship spinning.

When the fight comes, I slam Blue Pill, Drop, and the Vitoc antidote. It’s violence with fangs.

Carve the blue donut!

New and improved clone, the last one wasn't as good, this one still isn't great, maybe someday I'll be good enough.

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What does the end look like when it keeps going?

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🔥 Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life… #cultofthelamb

fluffy bunny boots...wip

Bunny holding a gun. theyre turned looking over their shoulder, with their paw up to their mouth. Text reads "Shhh, you'll ruin the moment"

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Inside a dim cyberpunk bar built into a corrupted stargate, three rough figures play cards at a battered table under flickering lights. Beyond them, a huge window dominates the room, filled with the cyan flash of the a ship jumping the stargate. At the glass, Gui Bnuuy stands small and weary, one hand raised as they gaze into the brilliant wound of light.

The gate flashes, and I stare into it like a grave lit from within… I wonder if I’ll see them… faces I lost, drifting beyond the tear. But the glow fades, and the room is still. Then the question hangs over us all — what jumped? Fortune, or our executioner?

Gui, is caught in a moment of explosive rage inside a grimy, sci-fi bathroom. They are mid-punch, their fist buried in a cracked and spiderwebbed mirror of a medicine cabinet. The anthropomorphic rabbit's pale fur and disheveled face twisted with grief and fury, blue tears glowing as they stream down. The mirrored cabinet reveals glowing cyan pills spilling from glass bottles, scattering across the sink below. Gui’s hoodie bears their skull-and-crossbones insignia, while a glowing lightning symbol on their chest radiates in the dim light.

I see every failure in the mirror — I should’ve done better.

A stylized sci-fi illustration features the Bhaalgorn spaceship, Gui's Ceasg. The large teal phallic warship stretches diagonally across a star-streaked cosmic backdrop, its armored hull gleaming with cyan reflections and soft magenta highlights. In the top left, a beige note is pinned, reading Ceasg in teal cursive with the Chinese characters 人鱼 (“mermaid”) above and a pink underline beneath. At the bottom left corner, an anime-style Gui Bnuuy appears in a mermaid kegurumi: the outfit is teal with scale patterns and a flowing tail, the hood forming fin-like ears crowned with a simple tiara motif. The character looks cute and serene and androgynous, with pale blue hair tinged with pink highlights. A glowing HUD-style label below the ship reads Bhaalgorn.

Ceasg is my favorite toy to keep tucked away deep in my hold. It’s the biggest ship I own, and when I spin it up, the whole bay vibrates with energy.

A stylized digital illustration of a teal-blue spaceship, the Cruor-class “Blåhaj,” gliding through deep space. The ship is sleek and shark-like, its armored hull accented with glowing orange thrusters and faint pink plating details. Behind it stretches a dark blue cosmic backdrop, dotted with stars and faint diagonal streaks suggesting movement. Pinned above the ship is a beige sticky note with handwritten text: “Blåhaj” in flowing blue script with a pink underline and heart. Above the script, the Chinese characters “布罗艾” (Bù luó ài, the phonetic Chinese transliteration of Blåhaj) are written in black. In the bottom left corner, Gui Bnuuy appears in a playful shark kigurumi: an anthropomorphic rabbit character with pink and light blue hair peeking out from under the hood, their long ears tucked inside. The onesie is soft blue with shark eyes, fins, and little teeth framing the hood. Gui smiles mischievously, hands lifted with paw-like claws in a playful “bite” pose. At the bottom center of the frame, glowing teal UI text reads “Cruor,” styled like a holographic nameplate.

Careful on D-scan… if I spot you, I’m swimming straight over for a hug. 🦈💙

A cinematic sci-fi illustration featuring Gui Bnuuy’s ship, the Selkie. The ship dominates the center-right of the frame, a sleek teal-blue Ashimmu-class vessel with violet accents and glowing thruster trails streaking into the distance, emphasizing its velocity across the nebula. Behind the ship floats a surreal paper post-it note, slightly aged, with the word “Selkie” handwritten in bold teal cursive, the dot over the “i” replaced by a playful heart, and a magenta underline beneath. Above it, in smaller black text, appear Chinese characters “海豹皮袍” (seal skin robe), tying into the ship’s name and mythology. On the bottom-left of the composition, a cute anime-style character in a seal kigurumi onesie adds a whimsical, personal touch: the costume has a hood with small ears, a seal-tail detail, and oversized sleeves, the character’s wide blue eyes and friendly demeanor contrasting the stark void of space. The background is dense with teal nebula fog, pierced by glowing cyan beams and orange explosions from unseen ships. At the bottom center of the canvas, a futuristic HUD-like UI element floats, glowing faintly cyan as though hovering over the surface. Above it, the text “Ashimmu” is displayed in crisp blue type, identifying the vessel’s class.

Ah, Seal Lord, my Selkie. I would have wrapped myself in you forever, if only they had not stripped you from me.

A cinematic sci-fi scene shows Gui Bnuuy, a small silhouetted rabbit figure in a hoodie, bracing on a barren desert battlefield. They thrusts their arms forward in a hadouken stance, unleashing a glowing cyan energy beam across the frame. Just above her, the distant golden crescent-shaped Oracle ship fires its own cyan laser, the two beams slicing horizontally through the scene. Dust and debris whip outward in the wind of the attack. In the background, a vast ocean-blue planet looms in space, its glow dominating the sky and anchoring the scale of the battle.

HADOUKEN!

A surreal sci-fi painting shows Gui Bnuuy in a barren wasteland of sand and basalt spires, beneath a dim, hazy sky. At the center, Gui wears a battered, oversized space suit adorned with charms and a faded scarf, their posture heavy with exhaustion. A black-mirrored helmet hides their face, while one gloved hand holds a worn bunny-bear plush. Across the scene, a massive shattered mirror dominates the foreground, its shards glowing with cyan edges. Each fragment holds a vivid memory of Gui in anguish: screaming with glowing tears, pulling at their hair, staring hollowly at a blue pill, or feral with red rage. Others show despair, fear, and loneliness. At the bottom, the largest shard depicts Gui peacefully asleep, curled around their plush in soft blue light — a fragile moment of calm amid the storm. The shards thin upward into glittering fragments that dissolve into the sky, suggesting memory turning to dust. The overall mood is sorrowful and poetic, contrasting the muted painterly desert with the hyper-rendered, sharp mirror shards. Chinese text glows at the center: “碎镜成尘，碎魂无声。” — “Shattered mirrors turn to dust, shattered souls make no sound.”

Shattered mirrors turn to dust, shattered souls make no sound.

Close-up of Gui Bnuuy, an anthropomorphic bunny with cyan-and-pink hair, screaming in anguish. Their glowing cyan eyes burn so bright they spill lens flares across the image, streaming cyan tears that pour down their fur and spray from their mouth. Their long ears are pulled painfully down by clenched fists, framing their face. Jagged lightning cuts across the dark background, amplifying the sense of torment as if unbearable memories are tearing through their mind.

Blue pill hits hard. Side effects cut deeper than any beam. Buried memories scream through my skull, each surge of power ripping another scar wide open. This is the price of survival.

Gui's space suit, a heavy, dark salvaging suit floats in zero gravity, cutting apart the scorched hull of a wreck with a plasma torch. The helmet has long, triangular ear-like protrusions and a gridded visor. The torn ship panels burn with orange embers, exposing twisted pipes and wires. Behind the figure, their tether leads back to the green Vigil-class frigate, suspended against a star-filled nebula backdrop.

Out in the picking fields with Clover.

Gui Bnuuy, an anthropomorphic rabbit with pastel-colored hair, stands before a broken and nearly empty “Food Relief” vending machine in a grimy, neon-lit station. The machine’s cheerful slogans — “It tastes like flavor! Now 100% food!” — clash with the shattered glass and barren shelves inside. Gui leans forward, arm reaching into the emptiness, their face faintly lit by the machine’s glow. Around them, blurred silhouettes hunch over bowls of gray slop, the crowded background fading into fog and neon-lit skyscrapers.

It's okay, I’ll wait. They come first.

A row of six massive artillery shells stand vertically in a rusted industrial loading rack, their metallic casings gleaming silver with brass bands. Each shell has a worn bunny-bear plush strapped across it with dark tape, the stuffed animals’ stitched eyes closed in X-shapes, evoking a lifeless look. The surrounding machinery is corroded and mechanical, with heavy gears and tracks beneath the shells. On the right side of the frame, a large, rusted grabber arm emerges from a dark opening, faint steam drifting around it. The atmosphere is grim, industrial, and foreboding, blending innocence with instruments of destruction.

A gift for them.

Gui Bnuuy, an anthropomorphic bunny in a dark hoodie, stands in a dim lab lit by the cyan glow of two containment tubes. In the left chamber, a hazy silhouette of a clone with long ears rests peacefully behind the glass, while in the right chamber a partially assembled clone with milky-white synthetic muscle and anthropomorphic features floats in stasis. Gui tapes their stuffed bunny-bear to the right chamber’s glass, forming an X with dark strips of tape. The scene feels heavy, sorrowful, and eerie.

A gift for me, myself and I.

Gui Bnuuy an anthropomorphic bunny with white fur and cyan-streaked hair spray-paints a glowing cyan anarchist “A” symbol on a dark, sci-fi wall. They wear a black hoodie with a glowing cyan skull-and-crossbones emblem stylized with bunny ears. One arm is raised to spray the wall, the other holds a second glowing spray can at their side. The vibrant paint casts a soft blue light, illuminating the character’s fur, clothes, and the surrounding wall.

Mark the rot, carve the blue donut.

Gui Bnuuy, the anthropomorphic rabbit crouches on the floor of a dimly lit, metallic chamber. They grip their head in distress, eyes closed, as glowing blue tears streak down their face. A large, dark sphere floats near her, radiating an eerie, web-like field of cyan energy that curves outward in a parabolic cone. The atmosphere is tense and foreboding, mixing vulnerability with an unsettling sci-fi aesthetic. Text displays the "Dread Guristas Stasis Webifier" stats, with 16.9 kilometer range and requiring 16 CPU.

My precious dreaded web.

A science-fiction triptych divided into three vertical panels. The left panel shows two divers in sci-fi suits exploring an underwater trench near an industrial city silhouetted against an polluted orange sunset. The center panel depicts a massive space station in orbit above Earth, with the text “Skyhook Access Granted” hovering above. The right panel shows workers in protective gear burning alien rain forests, a smoke-filled sunset distant spaceships glassing the surface. Bold title text at the top reads “Mercenary Dens,” and smaller captions label the scenes, including “Oceanic & Temperate Planets” and “Food Relief,” accompanied by a gold metallic “SOE” emblem.

Violence against nature

Digital painting of Gui Bnuuy, a white-furred, pastel-haired anthropomorphic rabbit in dark teal armor, leaning forward on a sleek sci-fi saddle-like pilot seat inside a battle-damaged ship. Blue holographic radar displays track red enemy ships in the background as two human crew members shout and point. Wires trail from the rabbit’s helmet, and glowing cyan energy arcs from the vehicle. Overlaid text in distressed fonts reads ‘Don’t panic,’ ‘JUST RUN!,’ and fragmented battle thoughts, conveying panic, urgency, and overwhelming odds.

Every alarm screams in my head, but there’s no one else to hold this line. Steady hands, steady aim… just hold a little longer. Odds mean nothing when you’re the last one between them and the dark.