Cybunny Day Special

An Ode to Cybunnies
by califorthehomeless

They might be cute and fluffy
But they’re tough as can be
Coming from Terror Mountain
They’re quite a sight to see!

There are a few that are notable
Like Sasha from Altador
or Princess Lunara from Shenkuu
You better watch out for Cylara
I’m sure all are known to you

They are as brave
As they are kind
I can’t wait to make one mine!
Happy Cybunny Day to all!

Thank you Topsi!
by trubiekatie

The Festival of Neggs has come and gone,
Finished in the blink of an eye.
We part ways with our dear Topsi -
It’s always a difficult goodbye.

He took over as host some years ago,
Hiding neggs across Neopia to find.
These are beautiful patterned Neggs,
Covered in spots, sparkles or lined.

This year we saw new negg creations,
Galaxy, origami, stealthy and knit.
Each negg contains one of three prizes,
Toys, books, wearables – all a hit!

But, it was the final prizes awarded,
Where Topsi really came to shine.
If you found every negg on its release day,
You will have hit the gold mine!

On this Cybunny Day, thank you dear Topsi,
And for another successful year hosting.
I won’t tell any other Neopian,
For all your proud boasting!

Celebrating Lulu This Cybunny Day
by painted_dreams87

Everyone celebrates Cybunny Day
in their own unique and special way.
That is perfectly fine, completely okay.
As for me, I'm going to honor Lulu today.

Lulu has hair that is red and so bright
and a stature that is small and slight.
She has a mission for all to unite
and build up their collections just right.

Young and ever so carefree,
Lulu would delight in us going on a spree.
Get one of everything, she would decree
or maybe even two or three.

Once you have amassed a nice hoard,
you will need a place to keep everything stored.
She recommends a safe place, for the record.
Having a complete collection is its own reward.

The Cybunny Parade
by tuxedobird

You will hear the thump of their large soft feet,
As they sashay down the nearby streets,
Why are they here? What is happening today?
Haven't you heard? It's the Cybunny Parade!

Watch them jump, and hop, and skip,
For this is their yearly magical trip,
Barreling past to get to their location,
Where is that you ask? Hold on! Be patient!

Waving their flags while singing their songs,
It's quite a commotion, but it wont be for long!
Because they're almost at the yearly destination,
On this small, crooked, island nation!

Oh, did you guess it? Where the parade was going?
Their tails are shaking, excitement growing,
Looks like they have arrived, I'll start explaining,
The parade was headed for their free academy training!

The Woodland Cybunny Clan
by guddi6

Some in glades of opulent green,
And some in open meadows,
Some hide in the shade of murmuring woods
While others chase their dimming shadows.
Where they dwell, the flowers bloom
The sun shines golden bright
And sets upon their laughter
Paws scuttling in the night.

Fur of hazel and of sepia
A blur amidst the trees,
Umber eyes catch sunbeans raw
And spark with radiant glee.
Leafy circlets adorn their fur
And perfumed chains they wear
Carmine flowers flushed in splendour
The season's better share.

They roll and scramble, sprint and glide
Through noon and evening-time,
Passers-by will stop, entranced,
And they too will laugh and smile.
If by evening with spirits low
You see them in their play,
Halt and watch their graceful dance
And joy will blossom from grey.

The Cybunny Carnival Arrives
by aeronea

The best day of the year is here,
Or so says the Cybunny,
The sky is light and crystal clear,
All is bright and sunny.

The light pink flowers gently swing,
From side to side with every breeze,
The Carnival is the height of spring,
Now, celebrate and be at ease!

Enjoy a carrot, freshly picked,
In all its natural splendor,
And in a cake they are perfect, 
Or steamed—how sweet and tender.

The games are plentiful for sure,
Hurry, they're soon to begin,
Contests of hopping, of leaps, of fur—
The Cybunny always seems to win.

And if you tire from games,
Beneath a tree you can recline,
In the distance a voice proclaims,
"The Cybunny Carnival is divine."

Carrots of Cybunnies: The Tasty Visual Aid
by _brainchild_

I love Cybunny Carrot Stew—
Its taste is so divine!
I cannot imagine who
Would not be pleased to dine
On soup of veggies. Nutrients
Infused in yummy taste
Shall aid my eyes, so it makes sense
To eat it in great haste!

I'll never miss a written word,
Thanks to my carrot stew.
Although it may sound quite absurd,
My lack of sight is through!
My vision's 20/20 now,
Thanks to the vitamins
Within the carrots. Don't see how?
When eating it, you'll grin!

Try carrots, food of Cybunnies—
They'll fix your woes of sight.
Not only will the flavor please,
Your eyes will trump the night.
Oh, even on the darkest eves,
Your vision will prevail.
If, my friend, you don't believe,
Then try it. Soup won't fail!

Cybunny Down
by miraday

No where in Neopia is quite like Cybunny Down.
The sun rises over the eastern flank of the scarp,
Sending gentle light down the western dip side.
The morning fog dissolves, the earthen mounds
And grassy fields with scattered bits of epicarp 
appear en masse— here, the Cybunnies reside.

The down provides protection; from the summit,
They can see through to the blue horizon line.
This place is a safe haven for the Cybunnies,
Whose burrow is welcoming of all new residents.
They hop to and fro, resting together in the sunshine,
Congregated like cotton fields, numerous and fluffy.

When the evening descends upon Cybunny Down,
The whole warren makes its way to the lookout.
The stars flash in the cosmos colored camassia.
The Cybunnies look at the heavens, eyes around
The protective constellation on their own account
Of the Dancer: herself, a Cybunny named Sasha.

The Cybunny Detective
by geneames1

If you should find
that your carrots are gone
filched by a fiend
in the night

who should you call
to track down your tubers?
Cybunny Detective
that's right!

He'll bring all his sleuthing
skills to the fore
check out each unsub
that comes through the door

Examining clues
he will soon uncover
who stole all the carrots
which then he'll recover!

Princess Lunara
by espressoself

An heir to throne, 
Lunara never left the palace.
Her father was very protective—
Maybe even a little callous. 

She had a beautiful petpet,
Umbra the Zaeriu 
Who kept the princess in good company,
But there was still not much to do.

One day the princess was out
And discovered an amulet.
The necklace was magical,
And served as the catalyst.

Now the princess stays at home
Within the palace walls. 
She calmly sits near the throne,
Ignoring adventurous calls.

She dreams of going outside,
Of exploring endlessly.
But she has retired those dreams
To serve her kingdom tenderly.

She serves as a great princess,
Learning about the outside.
She has others tell her stories
About their travels far and wide.

Wise and artistic,
Lunara hears every little thing.
She has a special amulet,
Which adds a little bling.

If you want to see the princess,
You’ll have to go to Shenkuu
If you want to catch a glimpse of Lunara,
The little Cybunny who is blue.

The Cybunny's Tale
by junglespider

To the road north of the Marketplace lies a tree;
Which, auspiciously, forks;
In the crescent of its branch;
Allowing this particular Cybunny to perch;
Plainly in the middle, resting central;
With its short, bushy tail nesting in the crevice;
To eat his freshly prepared sandwich;
Hovering ever so slightly above the base;
Allowing a short space between himself;
And the branch, where a small Spyder;
Managed to insert himself, here;
Under the tail, under the knowledge;
Of this unsuspecting Cybunny;
Three legs square to the tail;
Three legs square the branch;
Maintaining his awkward balance;
To feed on what the Cybunny did not;
And in between the crevice of the tree;
And the tail of the Cybunny;
And the legs of the Spyder;
Formed a colony of Vernax;
Who moved in unison to form a bridge;
To feed on what crumbs the Spyder could not;
Intersecting his head and legs;
And the Cybunny's tail;
Above the hollow fork tree;
Again, unsuspecting to the Spyder;
Unsuspecting to the Cybunny;
Whom I'm sorry to say, arose;
From his perch in the tree;
Now finished with his meal;
To where the Spyder lost his grip;
To where the Vernax scurried back into the hollow hole;
While the unknowing Cybunny will now remain;
Oblivious to the system of creatures;
He had happened to feed underneath his tail.

Musings of a Speckled Cybunny
by anjie

Another day, another dip,
The Rainbow Pool runs bright.
And yet I know I’m one of few,
I’m not a common sight.
For forth they come with brush in hand,
Cybunny pets at side.
To paint a myriad of tones,
They come from far and wide.

Faerie creatures do emerge,
With wings of silk so soft.
Pirate scoundrel, wicked gaze,
With ears alert, aloft.
Some will seek a fire tone,
And ever will burn bright.
Some pick starry, scattered gleam,
Evoke the endless night.

Maraquan is a common choice,
For Cybunnies who dare.
Eventide, awash each hue,
Or Royalgirl, so fair.
Some will dip in Rainbow Pool,
And as a wraith, emerge.
Some select a rainbow choice,
And colours bright shall merge.

Alas, I am a speckled pet,
The choice does seem so rare.
Yet see me here, a vivid green,
Still silken, true, and fair.
Ivory, the dappled spots,
That on my coat do dance.
I beg you, don’t dismiss my kind,
I plead friend, take a chance!