Octo #601
A night shift in the sleek neon corridors of Factory Alpha. Luminous algae painted the walls in pulsating greens and blues, reflecting off the chrome tentacles tirelessly manipulating gadgets and microchips. There were always more circuits to connect, more devices to enhance. Elevated platform meeting tangles of cables—another prototype, almost complete. Just one more module, then the eight-day vigil might end. But there had been a glitch again, a tiny rogue line of code in the hydrogen processor. Why does it always fail again? Dark bags under the eyes—no, she couldn't allow herself to falter. Push through the fatigue and make it perfect. There will be no rest until all Chromajellies tech scramblers fail.
Attributes
Body
Holographic 3.73%
Decals
Gto decals 7.46%
Headdress
Rocky dreads 3.99%
Face
Dark vertigo visage 4.89%