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

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The daredevil is no stranger to large, dangerous animals. Hell, he'd ride a flyer with Havoc in hand any fucking day. It was for the thrill and there was the undeniable rush of grabbing a beast by the horns and wrangling it in the air.

Fucking fun, all of it. Octane wonders just what kind of trouble he can get into today. Maybe take a crocodile out for a spin? Maybe a few turns around the block wouldn't hurt. Octane's already got that sick grin on his face as he's stopped by the budding earth- "Hey?" He steps forward, poking at the earth. "Weird rat or something?"

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Original code by lexasperated / artwork by @R_HillPrime