Bitcrusher - [Skunk Pack] (Patreon)

It's 1985 and by day, Thomas' plays works at the local Arcade, The scent of popcorn and electricity in the air. The glow of the machines screens reflects off his well-defined biceps, hidden beneath a geeky sweater that can't quite contain his strength. But as the sun dips below the horizon, he transforms. Under the neon lights of the city, he sheds his nerdy demeanor, trading his glasses for bold shades and his sweater for a leather jacket that clings to his muscular frame. His striped tail sways rhythmically to the pulsing beat, each movement confident, magnetic. Conquering every heart in the dance floor.