How... uninteresting of you.

Anyway. Time for my donation to the mindlessness!

Name: Andrew “Crisis” van Steele
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Personality: The youngest rabbit ever to attain the status of Captain of the Queen’s Legions, Crisis is a valiant, if inexperienced, soldier and leader. However, he finds it extremely difficult to get his fellow soldiers to listen to him, even despite his rank, and often loses his temper over it. He has been reprimanded once in the past for shooting one of his less cooperative subordinates in the foot in order to get the entire group’s attention, but other than that he has a relatively clean record, and the respect of his superiors in that he is a brave, but not foolhardy, fighter.
Crisis is a very good friend of Terpsichore, to the point where one could call them boyfriend and girlfriend, and when he’s not expressly required by the Legions they do their best to spend as much time as they can together. As a result, during peacetime they are nigh on inseparable. He also relies on her, from time to time, to keep him from doing something stupid out of frustration; in return, he does whatever is in his power to help her out of her rare dark moods.
Appearance: Crisis has light blue fur, brown eyes, and dark blue stripes along his arms and back. He wears a long, red scarf, a black backpack, and white wristbands. The very tip of his left ear is missing, and there are another two notches an inch from the tip, presumably from some creature’s claws. Crisis’ most notable attribute is the pair of small, but bulky red machines that he wears around his ankles in battle; they metamorphose to become small jets, which he can trigger with his heels to dash, hover, or fly short distances.
Weapons: Crisis is best suited to fighting with his hands and feet, but he is still skilled in the use of medium-range weaponry, particularly of assault rifles.
Special Powers: Crisis has become skilled with his ankle rockets to the point where he invents maneuvers entirely by instinct. Also, each of the jets weighs at least ten to fifteen pounds, so his feet, and subsequently his kicks, have a lot more weight to them.
Quote: “We do have a Plan B this time, right?”

Name: Elizabeth “Terpsichore” Sauter
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Alignment: Good
Personality: So nicknamed for her love of singing for her peers, and of song and dance in general, Terpsichore, or Terp, is a trusting, lovable young rabbit who seems to be a friend of everyone. She doesn’t like fighting or violence, especially among her friends, and if she is unable to stop it outright she refuses to take a side. Terp has no problem mediating petty arguments, if that’s what is needed to stop them.
Terp spends a lot of time, almost every spare second that she has, with her boyfriend Crisis. Roughly the only time they are apart is when he’s needed by the Legions; they are even together nine nights out of ten, both of them having become accustomed to sleeping in the same bed. Terp frequently has to reassure her parents that sleeping is all they’re doing in bed.
Of the few faults that she has, Terp’s biggest is that she has very little esteem for herself. She often thinks poorly of herself, but only occasionally voices her thoughts to Crisis. She has said that helping to solve other people’s problems takes her mind off of her own, and she appears to count on Crisis to help solve hers.
Appearance: Terp’s fur is a vivid turquoise, and her blue eyes are usually behind a pair of small glasses. She wears a nondescript, white T-shirt, and slightly loose, once-blue jeans. On each wrist she wears one red and one blue bracelet, and she wears a thin gold necklace, from which a gold musical note with an amber crystal embedded into it hangs.
Weapons: None.
Special Powers: None.
Quote: “Out of curiosity, why are you arguing over something so pointless?”

Name: Vyto Barrakon
Age: 6
Gender: Male
*Species: Winged Panther “Cybrid”
Alignment: Good?
Personality: A mysterious creature with an unexplained past, Vyto is often distant in his attitude and circular in his speech and thought. He never gives any vital information to
anyone without a very convincing reason, he trusts no one, and he never talks about himself, for good reason: anything he says about himself could indirectly end up getting him killed.
Vyto was the archetypical project of the shadowy Professor Youngblood, an educator-turned-scientist obsessed with creating the perfect AI. The cybrid was released as part of an experiment, in order to learn from those around him and thus be able to adapt to everyday Carrotan life. However, when Vyto was wrongly accused of killing a civilian, Youngblood ordered him to return in order to be either modified or destroyed. When Vyto refused to respond, Youngblood sent out a more advanced prototype, referred to as Slythe, to eliminate Vyto.
Appearance: Vyto’s fur is snow-white from nose to tail, excepting a black tailtip, and his wings are a dark grey. His deep eyes are a dark blue colour, and they never seem to shine or reflect anything. Also, there are four long, red, gash-like marks along his body: two from his shoulders to his flanks, which cross through the bases of his wings, and two more along either side of his underbelly.
Weapons: Vyto appears mostly unarmed, and usually simply uses his blunt claws to injure enemies. However, hidden in the black fur of his tailtip is a razor-sharp blade; while it is not long enough to cleanly sever a neck or limb, it is very capable of cutting an enemy open or delivering a murderous stab.
Special Powers: Being mostly mechanical, Vyto remains generally unharmed by most injuries, and can easily survive even if one of his extremities, including his head, is destroyed or torn off. However, on top of looking hideous, he becomes very slow if he loses a leg, and incapable of speech, sight, and hearing if he loses his head. He relies on an internal radar to guide him in the latter case. Fortunately, given an abundance of time and supplies, he is able to repair his mechanical component, while his organic skin and musculature simply regenerates over time.
Quote: “I can put my head back together. You can’t. So watch your mouth.”

Name: Slythe Barrakon
Age: 6?
Gender: Male
*Species: Winged Panther “Cybrid”
Alignment: Evil
Personality: Vyto Barrakon’s “brother” Slythe was created and programmed for one purpose: to capture or destroy Vyto, at all costs. He does anything and everything in his power in an effort to achieve this goal, up to and including killing anyone who could be suspected of siding with Vyto. Not many rabbits have escaped Slythe alive, so very little else is known about him.
Appearance: The chromatic opposite of his brother, Slythe has pitch-toned fur, a white tailtip, fiery orange eyes, and pale silver wings. Also, the gash-like strips of fur along his back and sides are not red, but more of a blue-green colour.
Weapons: Slythe has a tailblade identical to Vyto’s hidden in his white tailtip, but he is more prone to using the blade than his claws.
Special Powers: Slythe has the same regenerative property as Vyto; that is, though he will definitely lose either speed or certain senses, he will not die if an extremity is destroyed, and he can rebuild it himself when given enough parts and time.
Quote: “I’m not entirely sure how you were able to overlook such a potentially crucial error.”

Name: Phase1
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Alignment: Mercenary
Personality: Part spy, part assassin, part contract killer, Phase1 is commonly regarded as a criminal, but apprehending her is a task beyond the capability of even the Queen’s Legions. She is known to have been hired, recruited, consulted, or otherwise by both Carrotans and members of the Shell Army, and she has no qualms with killing anyone necessary to attain her goal.
Phase1 never dares to venture into open battle, knowing she wouldn’t stand a chance against any weapon larger than a pistol. She instead prefers to attack where her enemies expect it least: in the safety of their own fortress.
Phase1 has a very distinctive trait: she refers to herself in the plural. It’s unknown why she does this, but it occasionally confuses those to whom she speaks. It’s usually safer not to ask.
Appearance: Most of Phase1’s fur is dark gold, nearly black, but her hands are a pale blue colour. Her eyes are deep green, and her shoulder-length hair is somewhere between brown and red. She wears black gloves to cover her light-furred hands, but otherwise rarely anything more than the very minimum of bodily coverings when she’s on a mission. It’s assumed that this is so she doesn’t have to worry about a target catching sight of her clothing.
Weapons: Phase1 is armed only with two short, single-edged daggers; however, her swiftness enables her to get close enough to a target to inflict a number of lethal slashes before they can react.
Special Powers: Phase1 appears to have the ability to translocate over short distances on the ground.
Quote: “Please, we beg of you, shut up already.”