In a time of chaos where villains rule the west and the law can hardly get a break the people cry out for a hero. But what if that hero has been dead and gone for a while now, nothing more then legends of his great deeds that some thing are just old tall tales. Well for one Jackalope who grew up off such tales, who knew that he would not be around if the famous hero hadn't saved his grandpa from a burning building when he was a wee babe, there was but one answer. To searcher for what happen to the man whom taught his people to yodel.

Long and hard he traveled, fallowing lore, spoken tales and what ever evidence he could find. Finally he gazed upon the little house, the iron horse standing out front, head bent. The years of inactivity showing all over it's body. A loan tombstone right beside it as if guarding it. The young lope walked up and read the words engraved upon the stone. "Here Lies Rex Marksley A Bringer of Justice Across the Land, A Hero Through and Through." The lopes ears sagged as he walked in and pushed the door open and stepped inside. Trinkets and half finished projects scattered all about with a fine layer of dust. Wandering around the house he took in the wonderment that was all around him. Then it caught his eye. A plane case with the glass fogged over with dust, a silhouette of a glove, THE glove. As he opened it and beheld the beautifully crafted tool he knew what his destiny was. He would become the Rex Marksley his generation needed.
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Just a little fan piece I did based of the Steam Power Giraffe song Rex Marksley, If you've not hear it feel free to go here: https://youtu.be/aAqqpHl436U

I'm not the best artist but I'm happy with how it came out.