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Maycross Industries

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Patcharoo

So begins...

Maycross Industries's Story

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It was out in the woodlands sprawling around the base of the mountain with winding hidden roads and nature trails that a convoy of three trucks had been parked. Each truck served the simple purpose of carrying a series of cages filled with pokemon under the cover of darkness to the Terra-Ruula portal and quickly transporting them to the other side. The pokemon on Terra were at least partially exotic and were valuable to sell. And if they didn't sell, many of them were good workhorses in the machine that was Maycross Industries. Originally the scheme had been tried Ruula side, but too many curious people kept interrupting. Terra was just convenient because less people cared.

Of the three drivers, one of them was currently lying down asleep, nauseous, drowsy and in no condition to drive causing the whole convoy to come to a halt until a replacement driver showed up. For the time being the other two had a gas stove out and were cooking an easy dinner of sausages leaving them in good spirits. Hell, they were getting paid by the hour and their boss told them not to go anywhere, so it was an easy day for them.

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Ozzy approached the convoy quietly, observing the attitude among the men. It was typical. The average grunt would take any opportunity too slack off. Snorting quietly, he rubs his palm down his face before stepping confidently up to the fire, bringing himself to a stop next to the men cooking sausages.

"Hell gentlemen," He starts, arms crossed staring down at the two men with a grimly amused smile. When they react he continues. "don't let me interrupt, it's not like we have several truck full of highly illegal merch to move or anything."

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Character Portrait: Bic(Charmeleon) Character Portrait: Ozzy Hendrix Character Portrait: Natasha Fireheart Character Portrait: Maycross Industries
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"Well if it isn't the man himself," said the first grunt, raising his head with a grin and jabbing at one of the sausages with a pair of tongs, "Do you want a sausage? We've got plenty of spares and the first few are almost done. No bread or sauce though." He seemed calm and casual, despite Ozzy's tone and words. "If you want to take off on your own, go ahead. We'll catch up, but either way we haven't eaten since the sun first came up so we're taking it easy. Trucks are that way." He gestured a thumb for a small incline that left the trucks just out of sight of the main road, but still safe solid ground.

And standing motionless in the trees was a lone figure known as 'Sparky'. Natasha was starting to move slow as they approached from the opposite side of the slope, keeping cover amongst the trees and stopping occasionally. "I do not think I can go any further," she nickered irritably, "I will compromise the mission with my light. But there, the three metal boxes. Can you go get a closer look for me?" However as she spoke, it almost sounded like she said 'Can you take a closer look, for me?'.

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Ozzy grins down at the grunt, not surprised by his attitude, not pleased either, but not surprised. "Don't come crying to me when a wild animal rips your throat out, or when the boss catches wind of you holding up his operation." Ozzy begins walking away slowly, drawing his work phone out of his jacket as he goes. He stops and says "Of course I have a direct line to the boss, I have to send him updates on how this is going after all," Sighing in an exaggerated manner he holds his arms out wide, and shrugs. "Oh well, it's not like I'll catch any flack over this, it's you all who mucked it up." With a last grin, content that he'd gotten his point across Ozzy makes his way to the truck he would be driving for the job.

Bic was in his element. Stalking prey, his eyes track the movement of every human he can see, and he carefully scents the air for those he can't. The scent of pokemon is heavy in the air, but it was palpable with fear and resignation. He grits his teeth in anger a near sub-audible growl rumbling in his throat as he moves along, coming to a stop as Natasha does, nodding at her points he looks to his own tail flame with a grin, he could easily take care of that. "I'm on it." He states confidently, flashing the Rapidash a grin that is nothing but daring and teeth. Shoving his tail flame into his mouth to mask the light he moves in for a better look.

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As Ozzy walked off the last thing that might have been heard was, "Naw, fuck that guy man," as the other suggested moving.

One of the bushes Bic passed was a little fuzzy and oddly shaped, but out of the corner of his eyes he might have caught it moving. Yellow and black, the Galvantula went from motionless to darting up a tree like lightning, then stopped perfectly still to stare at the Charmeleon. "Careful," they said in a subtle whisper of a tone, "Poachers near. Turn about."

The trucks nearby all had the same back, a latch down the bottom with a door that slid up into the ceiling. They were lined up expertly and all currently off. They were also soundproof, albeit that was hard to notice from the outside.

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Character Portrait: Bic(Charmeleon) Character Portrait: Ozzy Hendrix Character Portrait: Natasha Fireheart Character Portrait: Maycross Industries
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"Idiots," Ozzy mutters under his breath. Putting the phone away as he hops into the truck that would be 'his' for the duration of the operation. Only an idiot would contact the boss in the middle of the night for anything less than an emergency, and the grunts being a bunch of lazy cunts was anything but. He noted it in the corner of his mind to report later, before turning the key intending to get it warmed up.

His eyes narrowed in concentration and keyed to the slightest change in his immediate environment Bic watches as the bug pokemon dart up a tree, listening for a beat to it warning before his claws are out and he climbs silently up a tree near it. Watching for humans he waits with baited breath as he hears one the machines come to life. From the height he could clearly see what was going on, and he didn't like it. He carefully notes their positioning and the location of the pokemon, waiting to see if a human would see him, before heading back to report. He would like nothing better than to jump down and storm in rending the humans with his claws and turning their bones to ashes, but there was more at stake than just him.

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Character Portrait: Vegeshin Kanahashi Character Portrait: Havasikaji Character Portrait: Vithimiris Character Portrait: Christopher Jameson Orlow Character Portrait: Echa Character Portrait: Davien Kietrasune Character Portrait: Maycross Industries Character Portrait: Thellyn Mackindre Character Portrait: Takawa Lilith Character Portrait: Izzyandria Character Portrait: Viktor McDough Character Portrait: Aeli Aimani Character Portrait: Yanagi Eiko Character Portrait: Sakura Snowfoot Character Portrait: Sishi
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A wooden cart rolled slowly into view, its old wheels creaking slightly. Two shimmering blue outlines of horses could be seen pulling it; it was obvious to any who studied spell craft that they were creatures summoned from the otherplane. Two girls in their mid-to-early twenties sat atop a pile of crates. One had curly brown hair and was dressed I a leather breastplate and long sleeved cotton shirt as well as leggings- travel gear, clearly. The other was wearing similar clothes, despite having a different color of shirt, and had white hair and red eyes. Both had their hair in messy buns and looked sleepy, as if they had recently woken up. In the front section of their cart was filled with leather bags which a black cat slept against. As the strangers made their way closer, the heavy magic odor made clear the enchantments on their weapons and wares. The brunette leaned over and kissed the white haired one on the nose, causing both to giggle. It was hard to decipher whether this confidence of security was warranted...