In the heart of Tenochtitlan, amongst the busy marketplace, lies a dimly lit bar where tales are told and agave spirits are consumed. Aztec Rabbit #300, known simply as Bad Temper Rabbit, sits itchng at the corner of the bar, his temperament grows increasingly irritable with every sip of liquor. What could he possibly be upset about? Apparently, he felt that the rabbit at the billiards table was looking at him funny, and that's unacceptable to him. He already has a hard enough time keeping his cool when he's sober, so when he indulges in his favorite mezcal, Pechuga, he becomes a blazing inferno of fury, fueling his readiness to start a fight. What makes Rabbit #300 intriguing is his willingness to protect those in danger, readily coming to the aid of someone in a tough spot, even if it means facing a potential brawl. On the Contrary, when the good juice is running through his veins, he loves to knuckle up and swing hammers, even if it's on someone who doesn't deserve it. He's jealous of impulsive Rabbit #77 and has a crush on Rabbit #196.