The Legend of RABULL
Jimothy The Raccoon
Deep in the trenches, where charts bleed red and hope goes to die, one raccoon refused to fold. Jimothy spent years digging through the dumpsters of rugged projects, collecting the scraps that paper hands left behind. While others panic sold, he stacked. While others cried, he schemed. The trash panda became the treasure king — and he swore an oath that no trencher would ever be left behind again.
Ansem The Black Bull
From the highest peaks of the last bull run came a thunderous rumble. Ansem The Black Bull — the beast who never once looked down at a chart, only up. Bears trembled at the steam from his nostrils. Every step he took printed a green candle. But at the top, he looked back down into the trenches and saw the fallen. And a bull never leaves the herd behind.
Together, They Became RABULL
When Jimothy climbed onto Ansem's back, the heavens opened and a golden halo descended. The cunning of the raccoon fused with the unstoppable force of the bull — and RABULL was born. Now they charge through the trenches side by side, lifting every holder out of the mud and onto the green candles. The trenches will be saved. The prophecy is $RABULL.