Greg

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Aliases: none Status: Supporting

Greg is the floor supervisor of Mrs. Dealer’s edibles factory: a towering six-foot Kush Monster, double the size of the four-foot packers, built like a linebacker with dense leafy musculature and a permanently smoldering stogie, assigned to Chino and Homeboy specifically to make sure they don’t fuck anything up. He opens by calling them Twatterlings.

Description

Deep, raspy, and entirely unamused, Greg communicates in orders (“Attention on deck!”, “Shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down”) punctuated by long drags on his cigar, and treats both trainees the way a drill sergeant treats privates who’ve already disappointed him. Underneath it he’s competent: the only adult in the building when everything goes sideways.

Role in Volume 01

In Mrs. Dealer and the Edibles Factory he wakes the boys up from their orientation nap, splits them onto stations (Chino to the kitchen under Trixie, Homeboy to hydroponics under Lexi), and promises to check back after lunch. Before lunch: he goes looking for his missing trainee and fairy, follows the sounds to the custodian’s closet, and opens the door on Chino and Trixie mid-passion (“By the Kush gods, what the fuck?!”), then shuts it on the most unconvincing smile of his life and tells the gathered fairies they’ll give them five minutes. Minutes later he’s wading into the hydroponics warehouse through dozens of unconscious fairies to talk down a feral Homeboy mid-wing-rip, hands up, voice level: “Let him go, Homeboy. It’s cool.” He escorts both of them to HR afterward.

The Adventures: Volume 02

• Uncle Rob and the Edibles Factory: Gets tied to a chair and duct-taped by Uncle Rob during the factory takeover. Freed when the Kush people revolt, he tosses Uncle Rob into the street and bans him from the dispensary for life.

Relationships

• Mrs. Dealer: the boss; runs her factory, tolerates her hires.
• Trixie & Lexi: his fairy staff.
• Chino & Homeboy: his problem children; flips Homeboy the middle finger right back at his mock salute.

Notes

• “Twatterlings”: his collective noun for the duo, used exactly once and never topped.