[color=39b54a]"Jethro! You better get your lazy ass in gear boy. I can hear those damn bongos from over here. Get out of that shed and get to moving soil for the new crops to take hold."[/color] With a jolt of energy he jumped up from his seat, tripped over a few tools as he came bumbling out of the shed. [color=a2d39c]"Reggie, I am so sorry man I just had this last part to get down. You see it was a solo of sorts, well, I mean, I am playing by myself so it is always a solo..."[/color] as Jethro tried to string an excuse together Reggie cut him off, [color=39b54a]"I don't care if you are playing for the Queen of Bongotopia you hear me! We need to finish this plot up by the end of the day or it is mine and your asses, ya hear?"[/color]

With a enthusiastic thumbs up he put his bongos down in front of the shed. Picking up his families pitchfork he walked down to the far end of the plot. This plot of land had been put off for a few days because it would seem some of the other farmer's pieces of land had begun to sprout Ghost Leaf. Naturally this took precedence over new lands being made. I mean, who would have thought we could find a new form of nicotine on this foreign soil? The thought would make Jethro excited because he could test in his pipe later with some of the other Farm hands. Once the leaf had been cleared safe of course. Lord knows that Jethro Caloway wouldn't be stupid enough to try something so foreign before it had been cleared officially. Or maybe it had been cleared already? His lackadaisical attitude really could take the best of him at times. If they had already cleared it safe he could have been smoking for days now.

Upon reaching the end of the plot he started putting his Lunos to work. Pressing down hills was mostly his duty while attempting to make this soil more fertile for the ghost leaf to at least grow. The biologists up higher then him had been studying how the earthly seeds had been reacting to the soil to see if it was even possible to grow here. Hell, in the plot over from his they had started attempting to grow tomatoes. The thought made his mouth water. [color=c4df9b]"If I could get my hands on one of them ripe maters right now. Dog gon, I would be a happy camper I tell you what."[/color] as this dream escaped his accent ridden lips he gazed over at his father's pitchfork.

'Well pop, you and ma would be proud huh? First of the Caloway's to help shape foreign soil for any sort of flora that wanted to grow. Maybe, we can even get our hands on local wildlife and use them as livestock? Oh these hills out here surely have endless possibilities. However, I will leave that for the big brains up stairs to figure out what to do next' the thought faded away as he took a break for a second. Out of no where a rock, of sorts, hit Jethro in the arm. [color=fff79a]"What did I tell you about day dreaming Mister?"[/color] a sarcastic female voice came from behind him. Jethro spun around and threw his hand down, ready to draw his imaginary revolver at any point the little lady made a wrong step. [color=c4df9b]
"Any closer young lady and I will be forced to draw, and I know that you know that I know I am the best here shot this side of the northern fields!"[/color] Without missing a beat Miss Patty slowly reached behind her back and pulled out the fiercest of the imaginary weapons, the imaginary gatling gun!

As she began spinning the wheel of justice on the side of that weapon Jethro dived to the side shouting [color=ed1c24],"Bang, Bang"[/color] as he hit the ground. She stopped real quick, putting her hands on her hips, [color=fff79a]"Jethro Caloway, you know that this gatling gun could have torn through you quick as a whip! What are you doing diving down?"[/color] As he laid there he had a moment of thought cross his face, eyes then shot back to her, went wide and the greatest dramatic death began to occur. [color=c4df9b]"Patty, you...you done got me...Death's door is a opening...and I am ever fleeting from this new world...come closer....Patty."[/color] As he reached out Patty responded, [color=fff79a]"I am not coming over there Caloway."[/color] Jethro's eyes squinted toward her, [color=c4df9b]"Patty Phillips if you don't come over here now and accept my final words I swear to god I'll..."[/color] she cut him off, [color=fff79a]"You'll do what?"[/color]

Jethro was about to respond when, once again, a rock came sailing for his head. As though it was an act of defense, Jethro saw the rock last minute and raised the ground in front of his face to block it. [color=c4df9b]"Damnit, what is with Rocks today? Look what you made me do Reggie! Now I have to flatten this piece of soil again. Damn it all."[/color] Reggie and Patty both shared a nice laugh at this, [color=8dc73f]"You need to come over here and check this out! The both of ya, get on over here!"[/color] As Patty headed off, Jethro took the time to flatten the earth back down and headed over in a hurry. 

The spot of interest was in the Tomato fields. They actually had tomatoes growing! What a sight to be had. All of the separate Field Hands, Farmers and the lot made their way over. [color=8dc73f]"The fruits of our labor have finally shown their form!"[/color] Reggie announced as random cheers happened from each of the workers. Some of them began to feel the texture of the outside. [i]Just like back home! Dog gon, I cannot wait for them to test these puppies out! Surely I will have me a tomato sandwich by the end of the day, freshly grown, damn, tomato sandwich.[/i] Jethro thought to himself as he smiled at Patty

However, something was amiss. Reggie went ahead and picked one of them and began messing with it in his hands. Jethro looked over at him at first, shaking his head, but a sound had caught his ear. His eyes peered to the sound in question. [i]That tomato seemed to have been nicked somehow and...is that acid?!?[/i] The ground beneath the tomato, sure as hell, was sizzling away. Without missing a beat he whipped around but it was to late. Reggie had taken a foolish bite of Eden's apple. Sin was not the consequence of this bite, but certain terror was to be had by the on lookers. Reggie, grabbing for his throat as his jaw began to burn away from the inside out. It took mere moment for his jawline to be something of a distant memory and his throat along with it. A loud thud happened as his body hit the ground.

An eerie silence was had right then. [i]What do I do?! What do I do?! Reggie is dead, REGGIE IS DEAD!![/i] Screaming in his head as he began to fumble in his pants. Ripping out his cellphone he found [@Synthesis] Nir's number and started typing away about the Tomatoes to him. [color=fff79a]"For god's sake someone call medical immediately! We need to get Reggie's body out of here! For the love of god, No one touch the damn Tomato's!"[/color] Patty roared as she began to take charge of the situation. 

Jethro Typed: Nir, we have had an incident. One of our fellow Farmer's, Reggie, ate a tomato without the proper testing happening to it first. I am very sad to say this, I mean I really don't know what to say honestly except, Reggie is now no longer with us. Please respond back with what you need from us. Please respond ASAP