OOC: Looks good so far. Now we may start! Prepare for long intro.
IC:
6:00 AM The sun is just finally out
The day was starting out with some slight winds with a few chills. Dust and tumbleweeds danced their way through into the dusty, shanty Mine Town of the Greedy Boss Hoss. Not too far away, through the shady forests and high, sun-bathed cliffs was the wooden mining operations. The main office, mess hall, and visiting cabins were dark and currently unoccupied. The high-powered hoses that normally spewed a high-pressurized water blast were off silent. And wooden sluices that connected to man-made eroded ditches were empty of water or minerals. It was another simple day to get started.
Back within the dusty mine town was one particular building. It was two stories tall, and made from fine wood. A perculiar blue light could be seen through the red curtains blocking the window. Boss Hoss Wolvark sat down on his cheap, somewhat torn couch. In one hand, a large bottle, the other, a tv remote.
The Wolvark's eyes tried to focus on the local Oddworld news, but it was just too boring! With the press of a button, the image of a Clakkerz anchorman switched over to the Larry Flinger show. "Awright, finally! Somethin' worth my time." He muttered to himself in a relaxed growl. But before he could get comfortable, a popping noise could be heard ..... "Hiya!" Materializing from thin air was the grubb, Hydra, wth a big mischevious smile on her face. "What in the- How'dju .... WHAT in TAAAAARNATION you doin' here?!!!" Hoss yelled at his assistant grubb. She was a mastery at illusion and so it wasn't hard to make herself appear out of nowhere.
"Status report, Boss Hoss! Town's currently empty besides buildins' 'n tumbaweeds! What do I do next?!" She sarcastically saluted her boss. With a growl, Hoss ordered her. "Gal! I want'chu ta jus' get outta ma home! I jus' woke up, I'm still speaking in slurrs! Git 'n checkout the forests just a little while outside 'a town while I git ready. Kay?" "OOOOKAY!" The Grubb saluted again and ran out the door. She stood out in the middle of the dirt road and looked around for action.
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Higher up the rocky, forestial mountain was a cave entrance glowing orange. It was among the multiple entrances that led into the lamp-lit, darkened Outlaw hideout. So of course, it was an Outlaw heading out. The orange glow faded, and from the darkness came a hulking green beast. Mafisto the Outlaw. In his hand was a Clakkerz' drumstick lit on fire. It was a treat the reptillian thug recieved after burning down a Clakkerz' family wagon the night before. Mafisto blew out the flames and swallowed the leg whole, both meat and bones, then ended with a loud belch. But it wasn't enough, he needs more food, the Outlaw thought with a snarrl. Mafisto slowly tromped into the forest not too far from the cave, going down the mountain towards the farther off mining operations ....
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