Two souls, lost kids, pretending they were renegades riding the trains with the soldiers traveling from their homes to volunteer with the opposite side. Sometimes they glimpsed trains going back home, with soldiers traveling from over there to fight on their side. It was fine, mostly. The soldiers laughed and called the kids brave ones and shared their tinned fish or the fresh-baked bread from home that wouldn't last, anyway, so why shouldn't they all share it together. It felt like a party, a little, like a celebration even though they'd all read the newspaper reports of the deaths and they'd seen the photographs of piles of corpses. It was a war worth fighting, after all, for the most basic of reasons, and none of these soldiers would die, not one, they would all come back covered in glory. The program promised that.


Inspiration: "Renegades" song
Story potential: High potential
Notes: I ... really like the idea that this is the build-up to some kind of cyborg volunteer program, and the kids get swept in too. (Young teenagers, boy and girl, brother and sister? No love interest.)

Rabbit was in love. His machine-gun turrets rotated involuntarily when he saw her, and his sights telescoped in to focus on the lovely fur that covered her breasts. She had the latest stealth modifications, he saw, so she was the latest line of scouts from CoreHead. His leg thumped involuntarily against the rack of the seat he was cuffed into, waiting for the next battle release. She was free--and that said something, too. Of course, she wasn't the heavily armed monstrosity that he was, the one that could take out a city on his own. She was a Bunny, not a Thumper. He'd never understood until this moment why the stealthers all were made female, but he figured that if his protocols hadn't stopped him, he would have rolled over without even trying a good rabbit-kick, if she said it would make her happy. Maybe a non-mod Boss Human wouldn't have had that reaction, but Rabbit didn't know. He guessed some of them were susceptible. And there were some Bunnies that had other roles. You saw a lot of them in the cathouses, or in bars, or sometimes in specialty movies. Maybe that was why the WarBunnies were adapted from that line.


Inspiration: A "bunny in love" icon.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Ah, furry GMO super-soldier luuuuv!