Octo #185
In the heart of the Biotechnology District, the lights of the algae cast an eerie, glowing shimmer on the walls. A figure moved through the shadows, tentacles coiled and sensors twitching. He was cautious, never one to act without thinking through every possibility. His eyes always scanned the perimeter, ready for any threat. When a Chromajelly slipped through the coral barrier, cloaked in Wraith’s adaptive light trickery, it was met with a swift and devastating counter. The defensive protocols he had spent years perfecting kicked into overdrive, forcing the intruder into a retreat. In the echoes of the ensuing silence, he remained vigilant, knowing the next threat could be lurking just beyond the bioluminescent glow.
Attributes
Body
Black tags 6.82%
Decals
Tapes decals 8.11%
Headdress
Boxing helmet 0.39%
Face
Wait face 0.64%
Tentacles accessories
Machine gun 0.39%