NCS S 4040-Y90R

NCS S 4040-Y90R means that this color has 40% blackness, 40% chromaticness, and a hue that is 10% yellow and 90% red.
NCS S 4040-Y90R is a dark, muted, and warm color that can be described as a reddish brown or a brick red.
It has a CMYK code of C 0 M 78 Y 60 K 45, an RGB code of R 140 G 52 B 49, and a HEX code of #8C3431.
It is similar to Pantone 7523 C or RAL 3011.

Long time ago, in the bustling city of Chromatopolis, where colors ruled the streets and fashion was the heartbeat of society, lived an eccentric inventor named Alexander Sirius. Alexander was known for his wild ideas and even wilder inventions, but none were as audacious as his latest creation: a fabric dyed in the mesmerizing hue of "NCS S 4040-Y90R," a vibrant crimson with a hint of mystery.

Alexander's workshop was a chaotic symphony of colors, fabrics, and half-finished contraptions. One sunny morning, as he tinkered with his latest invention - a machine that could weave dreams into fabric - he received an urgent knock on the door. It was Hubert Lantern, the city's most reliable delivery worker, known for his punctuality and unflappable demeanor.

"Good day, Mr. Sirius," Hubert greeted, tipping his cap. "I've got a special delivery for you. A shipment of the finest NCS S 4040-Y90R dye, straight from the Color Council."

Alexander's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Ah, Hubert! Just the man I needed. Come in, come in! We have much to discuss."

Hubert stepped into the workshop, carefully navigating around the scattered inventions. "What are you working on this time, Alexander?"

Alexander grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'm creating a line of clothing that will revolutionize fashion as we know it. Imagine garments that change color based on the wearer's mood, all starting with this magnificent crimson dye."

Hubert raised an eyebrow. "Sounds ambitious. How can I help?"

"Well," Alexander began, "I need someone to test the first batch of fabric. And who better than you, Hubert? You're always on the move, interacting with people. You'll be the perfect test subject."

Hubert hesitated for a moment but then shrugged. "Why not? Let's give it a shot."

Alexander handed Hubert a crimson jacket, its fabric shimmering with an almost magical quality. "Put this on and tell me how you feel."

As Hubert slipped into the jacket, he felt a strange warmth envelop him. The fabric seemed to pulse with energy, and the color shifted subtly, reflecting his curiosity. "This is incredible, Alexander. It feels... alive."

"Exactly!" Alexander exclaimed. "The fabric responds to your emotions. Now, let's see how it handles a day in the life of Hubert Lantern."

Hubert set off on his delivery route, the crimson jacket drawing curious glances from passersby. As he interacted with customers, the jacket shifted colors, from a deep, calming red when he chatted with an elderly lady, to a bright, energetic crimson when he delivered a package to a group of excited children.

Word of the magical jacket spread quickly, and soon, everyone in Chromatopolis wanted one. Alexander's workshop was flooded with orders, and Hubert became a local celebrity, known as the "Crimson Courier."

However, not everyone was pleased with the new fashion trend. The city's top fashion designer, Madame Lavinia, saw the crimson jackets as a threat to her own designs. Determined to uncover the secret behind the fabric, she devised a plan to steal one of Alexander's creations.

One night, under the cover of darkness, Madame Lavinia and her team of fashion spies broke into Alexander's workshop. They managed to steal a jacket, but as they made their escape, they triggered one of Alexander's security inventions - a series of colorful smoke bombs that filled the workshop with a dazzling display of hues.

The commotion woke Alexander and Hubert, who quickly realized what had happened. "We have to get that jacket back!" Alexander declared.

Hubert nodded, determination in his eyes. "Leave it to me."

With the help of his trusty delivery bike, Hubert chased after Madame Lavinia and her team. The streets of Chromatopolis became a blur of color as the chase unfolded, with the crimson jacket glowing brightly in the night.

Finally, Hubert cornered Madame Lavinia in an alleyway. "Give it up, Lavinia. You can't steal creativity."

Madame Lavinia sighed, realizing the futility of her actions. "You're right, Hubert. I was blinded by jealousy. Alexander's invention is truly remarkable."

With the jacket safely returned, Alexander and Hubert continued to revolutionize the fashion world, one crimson garment at a time. The NCS S 4040-Y90R color became a symbol of innovation and creativity, and Chromatopolis thrived as a city where fashion knew no bounds.

And so, the tale of Alexander Sirius, the inventive genius, and Hubert Lantern, the Crimson Courier, became a legend in Chromatopolis, reminding everyone that true creativity comes from the heart - and sometimes, a little bit of crimson magic.