R Corp. 4th Pack Rabbit: Heathcliff's Story

Gahahah!

The child roared with vivacious yet sanguinary laughter.

Next! Keep on blasting!

His gun relentlessly belched flame.

The child wore a wide grin on his face, letting spatters of blood splash onto his cheeks and clothes as if letting go of the trigger was never an option.

Ammo's spent!

Just as those furious flashes finally seemed to settle down, the child flung the spent gun at his foe.

The red-hot block of metal struck the target directly, rapidly igniting their clothes.

If I can't use my paws to plow through the grass, I'll just bare my teeth!

The child unsheathes his knife and lunges forward. Binkying toward them like a rabbit, he tears his foes to tatters.

This suit… Damn, I'm loving this thing! I feel stronger with each scrag!

His gleaming eyes seemed to suggest some kind of intoxication…

But, it looks like he's having the time of his life. Nothing to worry about, right?