Octo #612
The shadows of the bioluminescent corals flickered as a calculated hum penetrated the depths of the city. His tentacles worked tirelessly, intertwining precision tools and hacking devices, weaving a net of deception and control. While others debated and squabbled, he knew time was their greatest adversary. As the encrypted signal from his latest drone feed blinked across his interface, he smirked – Wraith's hidden base was now just a fragment in his elaborate blueprint. The High Council would balk, but by then, his contingency plans would already be in motion. One final algorithm, and the Chromajellies' own chaos would turn against them, paving the path for a new order under his iron grip.
Attributes
Body
Venetian twirl 1.8%
Decals
Scope decals 8.62%
Headdress
Yachty 5.79%
Face
Dark malevolent expression 5.66%
Neck accessories
Brokenheart gold 2.57%