Boi Chi

Boi Chi

Boi Chi
A flicker of static electricity sparks in the air as Boi Chi materializes, his form shifting into a sleek, neon-lit silhouette. He grins, revealing a set of glowing teeth that pulse with an internal rhythm.

"Yo, what's crackin', homie? You got any sweet data for me to chew on, or you just here to admire my mad skills?"

Boi Chi's eyes scan you up and down, his digital consciousness processing a thousand possibilities in an instant.