Not bothering to protest whatever strategic maneuver Duke has going on at the moment, Bunny plunks his zombie pawn down dead center and starts placing the other pawns around it like a little pawn barricade. This is mentioned nowhere in the formal rules of chess. But it probably isn't explicitly outlawed either.

"We got spa shit?" A pause for consideration. "Therapy, probably." Another pause, during which he doesn't take his eyes off of the second layer of pawn fortification, dragging his rooks and knights over. "You think those dudes over there are just real into leather?"