Octo #660
A shadow flitted beneath the LED currents, barely noticeable against the bioluminescent coral barrier. Ripples of unease coursed through the deep, dark waters of the Spire District. He was quick to react, all eight limbs coiling with tension, ready for action. His sensors had picked up a Chromajelly incursion—probably another raid to sabotage their tech. Pulsating with defiance, he navigated through the cybernetic maze, heading towards the disturbance. Ambushes were risky, but letting intruders roam free was worse. As he cornered the invader, his neural nets flooded with adrenaline, ready for the skirmish that would determine the safety of his territory once again.
Attributes
Body
Black tags 6.82%
Decals
Tank decals 6.95%
Headdress
Hoodie gold 0.26%
Face
Startled o-face 0.39%
Tentacles accessories
Boxing gloves 0.9%