T-151: Max-a-Million

Name: Max (deals Max-A-Million damage WEYOOO)
Gender: Male
Age: 34 Years Old
Height: 6'8"

Nera-
Perm fuse: Zangoose
Additional:

Partner Pokemon:
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History:
◈ Abrasive || Feral || Disruptive || Narrow-Minded || Smug || Sadistic ◈

Theme: Sullivan King - Thrones of Blood

"Ah, the line of people trying to take me down just ain't long enough."

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Max grew up in the slums of Brookfell like many others, falling into certain business not long after he learned to walk and talk. He knew when to shut up and when to follow commands and he did so dutifully for the better half of his life. When his line of work was turned upside down by the mysterious disappearance of the syndicate leader- and a certain woman followed in the footsteps of her father, he ditched the cause with several cases filled with money. From there on, in Brookfell, he bought himself a big ol' warehouse and started one of the biggest illegal fighting rings Brookfell could offer. Both humans and pokemon fought each other and at the top was Max-  Max-A-Million credits made from the fights that he organized and even participated in. He doesn't care for pokemon. Doesn't care for people. Only cares for credits, and what they can get him.

What he does have is a very spiteful grudge against the woman that took over his previous Syndicate and even purposefully found the Nera of a Zangoose-- to counter the Seviper that the woman had infused with.

Trivia:
- He will audibly complain and sob about his old job when given the chance. Going like 'BOSS!!!' and crying.
- Always gets in the way of Diana Laine and her investments and ventures. Practically lives to spite her, sometimes.
- Despite his name and claims, he doesn't actually own a million credits. He'd love to, though.
- His pitfights are often fatal- or near to if he likes you.
- People knew him as the quiet one in the old Syndicate. Not anymore. He'll happily talk your ears off and hit you if you're not paying attention.