Star Chasing Day

I am a rabbit. We are rabbits. Or we are weak, freaks, perverts, psychopaths. Of course later they called us Pioneers, Star Chasers, Exiles and what else? A savior and savior? It doesn't matter anymore. I prefer to call us rabbits. Why rabbit? Because the ancestors of rabbits have experienced six extinction disasters and survived to this day. Now comes the seventh challenger! What's coming? Mantle meltdown from supervolcanoes? Tsk... That's all it sounds like. Human brain computer? Spaceship? No, no, no, these plans are not rabbity at all. Rabbits will have their own ways. Why not cockroaches? ! Plant! Get the cockroaches out!