forum Potato Farming 101 (O/O)

Started March 09, 2019 by Deleted user

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YAY!! (Also sorry for the wait on the reply….. my chromebook died on me….)

Oh that's cool beans

Name: Lee Whitney
Age: 21????
Gender: Male (duh)
Sexuality: Gay (obviously
Appearance: about 5' 6"; somewhat skinny and sorta buff I guess, but not too skinny to be a stick; butterscotch brown hair; brown eyes; normally white skin with very sparce freckles across his nose bridge and cheek bones; wears a black cap and a black tee shirt with dark brown overalls and shoes (I think I can't remember off the top of my head)
Personality: Very very shy and reserved as well as quiet, but he has a heart of gold for those he cares about. Loves animals and farming stuff because…. He's a farming dude
Background: He owns a farm outside of a large city and grows his own food and stuff. The technology has advanced against him and he's struggling to make money and maintain his farm the way it is. He travels to the city to sell his stuff, but doesn't get very much out of it. (I dunno)
Powers: He got none, yo
Weapons: Do tools count?
Other stuff: Nothing really.

(Does he work??? I have no ideaaaaaaaauuuuhhhhh)

yeah he works! and the weapons was simply cause copied it from another Rp…

I think they might meet at the market, Silver's a healer so he'll be looking for herbs.

(Sure. And I was thinking these strange alternatives where Silverado can come to his farm as a wolf and since he isn't like real wolves and goes savage on his livestock he can feed him and things and then he can reveal that he's actually a human that can shift into a wolf, and Lee can keep his secret.
It's an idea, but yesh you can start.)

(My guys aren't really like that… but it would be a cool idea, maybe not with Silver though. Also note that most of my characters are quite literally half human, half wolf. Not humans who can shift to wolf form, or wolves that shift to human form. Both forms are their true form.)

Silver sighed, Thursdays were not good days to have to restock his herb supply. He brushed a lock of silvery hair away from his eyes, striding down the busy market street.

(Oh… Sorry…. I'm sorry I assumed that.)

Lee was standing at his usual spot on the street, with his small table set up. His produce was slowly drying out in the hot sun, and as much as he wanted people to buy it, he was getting several nasty looks from passerbys. All they want is the stuff the factories make…. He sighed but kept hopes up. Maybe someone…. But not today….

Silver sighed, pulling a list from his jacket pocket, shedding the jacket as he did so. Groceries, I need those too. He looked around, seeing nothing but factory processed….. There! He spotted a farmer with his goods.

Lee sighed and held his chin up with his hands. Just as I thought… Another day, another bunch of sun-dried produce…. At this rate, I'm as good as poor….

Silver made a beeline for the man, "Are these processed? If not are they for sale?" he asked quickly, half in disbelief at his luck.

Lee scrambled. "Oh!! Um– er, yes, of course! I mean– no! These aren't processed…." Dang… Keep yourself together, you aren't bankrupt yet…. "Everything here was freshly grown on my very own farm outside of town."

"Perfect!" Said Silver happily, "I take it you don't get mmany customers?"

Lee furrowed his brow sheepishly at the stranger. "Oh, not at all…. Hardly ever…." Everyone just wants the processed food… They don't think about where food comes from… "So what will it be today?"

"Some of those and that…" Silver quickly listed out what he needed, taking a little extra then he needed, "Y'know I never thought I'd find a farmer in this market, do you come out here often?"

Lee got the man's stuff together neatly and nicely, bundling it up for him. "Oh… I come out here every day…. Not many people stop by, and I always think that it would be good to stop coming since no one is buying my produce…." It's sad but it's too true….

"I wish I'd known you were here sooner then!" Said Silver, "I usually end up buying the factory stuff and I hate it"

"That's not the case for everyone else, apparently…." Lee frowned, handing the man his stuff. "I just don't understand…. But I suppose I shouldn't be keeping you from your business…"

"I don't understand it either" Said Silver, paying for the produce, "And don't worry about keeping me, I run my own work hours so wherever i spend time is my choice. By the way what's your name? If you're here often I wanna be able to find you again"

"Oh," Lee was caught a bit off guard. "My name's Lee Whitney…. And I'm here every day, all day…. Although I might change that…."

"Silver, Silverado Icepaw." he replied, holding out a hand to shake, "And I do hope you stick around, it's not often you find someone selling real food."

"It's a pleasure to meet you… Silverado… Sir…." Lee shook his hand. "I might stick around here, but not for very long."

"I hope you will cause I'm coming back" said Silver happily, taking his groceries and vanishing in the crowd.

Come back…. Those words have never been spoken to him, and he was somewhat flattered. Maybe I will stick around a little bit… At least until that guy… Er– Silverado finds another supplier… Lee began to bundle up all his things to pack them away for the day. He knew for a fact that no one else was going to come to buy his produce, so he didn't have time to waste just waiting there.

Silver stopped at a few more shops, then headed home. Dropping his supplies on the table he almost immediately flopped on the sofa. "I hate summer…." he said to himself, "It's so hot I'm gonna get heat stroke…"

Lee got his things together and headed down the street, heading through the crowds and out to the countryside. It was a sweltering day, and he hated it. He sweated all the way back home. I should at least wear something lighter….
He got home and was greeted by his border collie, Max. "I'm home, boy…"
He whimpered as he followed the guy into his living room, after setting his stuff down. "I've had a long day… Even if I don't sell anything, it gets lonely." He welcomed the dog onto his lap. Yet that Silverado man….

Silver sighed, "Some days I hate being an Ice elemental…." he said, pulling his hair up into a bun as he put the stuff away, and went to work on making herb mixtures. "At least most Ice elementals have the sense to head north in this weather, or are strong enough to Ice their homes" he mused. "But Noooooo, I had to be a hybrid elemental, and my Luna side had to be dominant."

Lee pet Max as he lied down on his lap. "Today I guess was a little more than the same old day….." He sat back, wiping his hand across his forehead. "Someone actually came and made a purchase for my produce!"
Max panted happily, really enjoying getting his pets.
I just hope he comes back tomorrow…