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  "attributes": [
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      "trait_type": "Body",
      "value": "Purple"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Decals",
      "value": "Bsp Decals"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Headdress",
      "value": "Stars"
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    {
      "trait_type": "Face",
      "value": "Dark Rapturous Slurp"
    }
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  "description": "In the dim-lit trenches where hope was a rare commodity, the undercurrents of chaos carried whispers of celebration. Amid the bioluminescent glow, a strategic mind reveled in a well-executed raid against the Cyctopi. Tonight, he hosted a clandestine gathering, its location known only to those who moved like ghosts in the deep. Draped in an aura of triumph but ever-guarded, he raised a tentacle in a toast, the specifics of his next scheme twinkling in his eyes like hidden jewels beneath impenetrable depths. With a smoothly delivered speech that rallied spirits and fortified resolve, he made it clear: the Cyctopi might hold their precious metropolis for now, but their grip on power would soon slip through their tentacles like sand through the waves. The night was young, and so was the rebellion—alive, vibrant, and impossibly dangerous.",
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  "name": "Octo #513"
}