05-01-2020, 01:12 AM
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Original code by lexasperated / artwork by @R_HillPrime
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OCTANE
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OCTAVIO SILVA
High-Speed Daredevil
AFRICAN CHEETAH
TYPHOON
"Ooh, sick death, dude!"
[/td]High-Speed Daredevil
AFRICAN CHEETAH
TYPHOON
"Ooh, sick death, dude!"
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[/td][/tr][/table] Oh god, who’s kid is that again?
Octane approaches, his legs making their customary click-clack against the camp grounds. He should move more into the jungle. Make a little hut or something out there. Maybe he wouldn’t get so much sand in his legs- oh shit, is that kid crying? Octane’s gaze swims through the rows of people, trying to connect names and faces. Okay there was Goldie, Roxie, that one girl that got thrown around at the birthing, uh... oh, there was Seakit! Okay, cool.
Octane’s maw is slack as he thinks, trying to connect Ry’s name to a face. Must have been one of the other kids? Probably... Roxie’s? His deductive skills deemed it so- cause she was the one acting all guilty and crying it looked like?
Octane slithers around- this... certainly wasn’t something he was prepared to deal with or contribute to in any kind of emotional way. He pulls towards Brandy, though, hovering over Seakit’s shoulder.
"Hey, Seakit, I can try too if you have an issue pulling the wound, alright?” Okay, he can help that way- take Brandy’s would if need be. Pain was a good way to wake up.
[/td][/tr][/table]Octane approaches, his legs making their customary click-clack against the camp grounds. He should move more into the jungle. Make a little hut or something out there. Maybe he wouldn’t get so much sand in his legs- oh shit, is that kid crying? Octane’s gaze swims through the rows of people, trying to connect names and faces. Okay there was Goldie, Roxie, that one girl that got thrown around at the birthing, uh... oh, there was Seakit! Okay, cool.
Octane’s maw is slack as he thinks, trying to connect Ry’s name to a face. Must have been one of the other kids? Probably... Roxie’s? His deductive skills deemed it so- cause she was the one acting all guilty and crying it looked like?
Octane slithers around- this... certainly wasn’t something he was prepared to deal with or contribute to in any kind of emotional way. He pulls towards Brandy, though, hovering over Seakit’s shoulder.
"Hey, Seakit, I can try too if you have an issue pulling the wound, alright?” Okay, he can help that way- take Brandy’s would if need be. Pain was a good way to wake up.
Original code by lexasperated / artwork by @R_HillPrime