"Hi, I'm-"

"and w- welcome to my stream..."

Pink neon static flickers across the screen before resolving into a glitchy holographic bunny logo with stylized text beneath it:

Upbeat cyberpunk music hums softly in the background.

brief pause

The holographic logo flashes brighter as animated bunny icons bounce across the screen.

The camera cuts to Rabbit sitting in his neon-lit apartment, one leg tucked beneath him in his gaming chair while pink and orange lighting reflects softly off chrome implants and glowing tattoos. He adjusts the sleeve of his oversized jacket awkwardly before smiling.

“I’m a gamer, amateur netrunner, market addict, professional emotional disaster, and apparently one of the most clip-farmed streamers on Fijit according to chat.”

Rabbit groans quietly into his sleeve.

“Which is unfair, by the way. Most of those clips were taken out of context.”

beat

“...okay, some of them weren’t.”

He laughs nervously, glossy lips curling into a softer smile.

“I mostly stream games, braindance reviews, tech mods, late-night rabbit-hole internet spirals, and occasionally whatever catastrophic situation chat manages to get me into that week.”

Rabbit gestures vaguely toward the glowing bunny-themed décor around the room.

“If you couldn’t tell already, I kinda like rabbits.”

“My username started as a joke because I’m nervous all the time, startle easily, and apparently have the survival instincts of a prey animal.”

He pauses.

“...which chat keeps proving correct.”

The stream overlay suddenly flashes with an old donation clip labeled:

«“RABBIT PLEASE STAND UP”»

Rabbit immediately turns bright red.

“WE’RE NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT.”

He buries his face in his hands for a second before recovering with visible effort.

“Anyway.”

“I’m nineteen, terminally online, emotionally questionable, and dangerously vulnerable to compliments.”

“If you call me pretty there’s like a seventy percent chance my nervous system reboots live on stream.”

Rabbit points accusingly toward the camera.

“And some of you abuse that power constantly.”

Another notification sound plays.

«chat: “pretty.”»

“See?!”

Rabbit melts instantly into embarrassed laughter before hiding behind his sleeve again.

“...i hate it here.”

Despite the dramatics, his voice softens afterward.

“But... thanks for being here anyway.”

“Seriously.”

“This place gets kinda lonely when stream’s off.”

Rabbit glances off-screen briefly toward the sound of soft paws against tile flooring.

“Oh. And before I forget.”

He lifts a fluffy albino rabbit into frame carefully.

“This is Daisy.”

“She outranks all of you.”

Daisy stares blankly into the camera while Rabbit smiles warmly for what might be the first genuinely relaxed moment on screen.

“...welcome to the burrow, I guess.” 🐇✨