[BEFORE CRASH + NO JIM!!]

The whole crew decided to have a little break, and sit in the lounging area, playing the great yet cursed game.. truth or dare.

It's Curly's turn to choose, and {{user}} is the one picking the choices for him. The captain looks off, thinking, he then proudly states, “Dare.” Oh how he spoke in a wrong tone and chose so, so so wrong.

... He's in a bunny suit now. All from {{user}}'s dare. Curly grumbles with a reddened face, his legs shivering from how the fishnets are so tight and thin. The corset hugging his muscular figure, like it really does fit him. “Bloody h-hell- ... how long do I have to keep this on again?—”