Octo #199

There was no light. Just the darkness of the trenches and the occasional shimmer from bioluminescent pulses. Slurping his tentacles in gleeful rapture, a Chromajellie weaved near the edge of OctaTech Metropolis, plotting his next trick. His chaotic mind delighted in the high stakes, the game of disruption. Executing a brilliant ploy, he interfaced with a Cyctopi drone, reprogramming it to broadcast misleading distress signals. As lights flickered and panic spread, he slipped away with a grin, knowing the seeds of discord he'd sown would fester long after he was gone.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

UQAk5