Octane? Seakit? Crackhead bros

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OCTAVIO SILVA
High-Speed Daredevil
AFRICAN CHEETAH
TYPHOON
"Ooh, sick death, dude!"

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He didn't really like the sand. It got up in his fur and in his legs, made em' chafe and all that. Additionally, his metal legs had a tendency to dig right into the sand, throwing it everywhere. So if he was found somewhere along the shore, where the sand was more compact and easier to run on.

So he's doing his daily run when he spots the boy, coming to a jog then eventual stop, looming over the boy. Fuck, uh- "Hey, you don't look so good. What's your name again?" He looks down at the wound, tilting his head and chuckling. "Want me to take that for you, amigo?"

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Original code by lexasperated / artwork by @R_HillPrime