D.ESIGN pattern reference

✖ Eyes have NO pupils - solid orange orbs plz
✖ Right side of face has one silver piercing that attaches his wing to his face using a black string.
✖ Orange marking on ears are NOT STRIPES! They do NOT connect around behind his ears. Simple rectangles is all.
✖ Super thick fur on chest and back of neck - almost always messy.
✖ Thin Thin Thin waste, you can almost see his rubs under his fur.
✖ Seven 7 blue 'spine' markings run along his back growing smaller as they near the tail.
✖ Four 4 rib-bone markings stretch around his chest. The second rib is the longest.
✖ Blue skull mask is actually MAKEUP and can be washed off to reveal his true facial markings ( not designed yet )
✖ Tail tip is dipped minimally in orange and even less in blue at the very end.

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I.NTRODUCTION to a mad man

The factory was cold and the air hung in the halls like a thick layer of stale breath. An uncomfortable silence had consumed the space moments after a large metallic grinding sound sent chills down your spine and set your hairs on end. And now you stand motionless in the damp bowels of the plant wishing that you had never decided to be nosy in the first place.

The lights that lined the halls were so old they threatened to go out, flickering, humming, and creaking as they swayed ominously back and fourth - back and fourth in an breeze that was undetectable.

Just as you were about to admit defeat - fall to your knees and cry like a baby, something brushed up against your shoulder and caused you to scream in terror! So shaken by this touch you fall to the ground and back up against the wall thick with age old slime.
Oh wow... sorry about that...sheesh.
Rocking back and fourth with your eyes squeezed shut - you peek thru your fingers just enough to catch a glimpse of something purple orange and blue. Lowering your hands your eyes follow the figure in the bad light as it rounds the corner and disappears.

All of the sudden you jump to your feet and follow, figuring that if it had wanted to eat you it would have done so already and, judging by the fact that it spoke your language, you assumed it was intelligent enough to perhaps know a way out of this dank hole in the ground.

Catching up to it you soon discover many strange and interesting things. The purple beast that slightly resembles a big scary wolf has a name - Cinder - and as it turns out he is a resident of the factory. Also that while he is not supposed to help out the nosy trespassers, he was never one to follow the rules and instead prefers to share with you some of his music. After the strange introduction you end up following Cin to his claimed area, a cozy ill-maintained purple room. This room complete with pealing wall paper and filth covered windows that filter in - thankfully - pale moon light.

Late into the night you laugh and share stories of past times in a room you decide is much more comfortable than the scary hallways, till you find yourself waking up. The sun light burns your skin, a stale scent still lingers on your clothes - and you wonder if it were all simply a hallucination till you reach in your pocket and retrieve a CD titled .".Plastic Rabbit.". autographed by none other than Cinderrin the man himself.

And it was then that you recall Cinder grinning in the candle light, and the words he spoke send a chill into your soul as you begin to forget the night before. Thou forever burned into the back of your subconscious his pleasant voice rings in harmonious tones of terror...
Next time... you may not be so lucky.

M.USIC M.AN behind the scene

When asked to describe his musical process to the readers, Plastic Rabbit's front man Cinderrin Hazard stated

The music we make can not be explained in simple terms... that or I just can't dumb it down.

Nothing but what should be expected from some one covered in so much dirt.