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The Mysteries of Awilix (A Planetary, Magic RP)

"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." With a jolt of energy he jumped up from his seat, tripped over a few tools as he came bumbling out of the shed. "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..." as Jethro tried to string an excuse together Reggie cut him off, "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?"

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. "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." 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. "What did I tell you about day dreaming Mister?" 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. "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!" 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 ,"Bang, Bang" as he hit the ground. She stopped real quick, putting her hands on her hips, "Jethro Caloway, you know that this gatling gun could have torn through you quick as a whip! What are you doing diving down?" 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. "Patty, you...you done got me...Death's door is a opening...and I am ever fleeting from this new world...come closer....Patty." As he reached out Patty responded, "I am not coming over there Caloway." Jethro's eyes squinted toward her, "Patty Phillips if you don't come over here now and accept my final words I swear to god I'll..." she cut him off, "You'll do what?"

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. "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." Reggie and Patty both shared a nice laugh at this, "You need to come over here and check this out! The both of ya, get on over here!" 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. "The fruits of our labor have finally shown their form!" Reggie announced as random cheers happened from each of the workers. Some of them began to feel the texture of the outside. 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. 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. That tomato seemed to have been nicked somehow and...is that acid?!? 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. What do I do?! What do I do?! Reggie is dead, REGGIE IS DEAD!! 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. "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!" 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

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With a bit of a laugh he replied, "Unless you can provide me with the living breath John Hancock, which would be imressive on a number of levels, a signature will suffice." Luke noticed him taking a peak around, Felix must not get to this area much, curiosity seems to be at an all time high. "Sounds important bud, appreciate what you do for the station." replying to his earlier statement as he helped stack the boxes to make them easier to carry.

That is when Luke noticed the he was by himself, "Hey, I just hit my lunch break, do you need help with these boxes? Or is someone coming in a bit to help you out with getting these suckers where they belong?" This was just a natural reflex for himself. It would also let him explore more parts of EDEN that he had potentially not seen before. "Also, I have not met Diana yet, I hope she treats you right."

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Hey there Delilah

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"Felix it is then, the name is Luke." he then returned the Uke back to side and started strumming "Hey there Delilah". "So how is the section you work with? Keep you busy on old beautiful EDEN here?" saying as he swayed back and forth with his Uke. If it wasn't for this instrument his idle hands would get the best of him. Patience was a partial virtue to Luke. However, he would prefer to be always engaged with something productive. As much as he could pass of his helpfulness to people it was also a selfish endeavor in ways. Creating good relationships with others, through work, while getting to keep his mind busy.

Delilah made her way back, driving the fork lift, and dropped off three packages in front of them. "Fresh off the presses Luke. I'm going to take my lunch break now." She said while adjusting her hard hat of sorts. Luke looked her up and down, "Get your butt out of here and enjoy your lunch hour. We have two more shipments coming in and I promised Jerry we would help him unload. I'm gonna need you ready to go, you are one of my best fork lift drivers." At the tail end of that comment he motioned toward the two knuckleheads who were messing around on the lift earlier. She chuckled, "Of course, you know I wouldn't leave you hanging." Delilah waved, parked the lift and headed out.

Luke compared the paperwork to the boxes. Yep, everything seemed to match up. "Alright Felix, just need your John Hancock and you are set buddy." He took out his highlighter, marked a few spots on the page for initials and signature then handed it over to Julian.

The Mysteries of Awilix (A Planetary, Magic RP)

Jethro Caroway

Male ● Thirty ● Farmer

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

Flip open a dictionary and look for soft spoken, easy going, and humble. You will be happy to know that they will be easy reads because all you will see is Jethro Caloway. His outdoorsy nature helped him out with this because he didn't waste much time inside using technology to further is philosophy on things. One thing has always resonate with him and that is: help when you can, respect others as need be, and smile often. Always a hard worker and has zero problems getting his hands dirty with projects.

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

-Caucasian
-6'0
-Has a lean muscle body structure from working outdoors his whole life
-Very light brown hair and always seems to have beard stubble
-His favorite wicker hat
-Dark brown and light green scarf around his neck he uses as a mask if necessary.
-Normally in a tan, cloth vest with light green trim around the edges, burlap pants tucked into dark brown, leather farmers boots

_{B A C K G R O U N D / H I S T O R Y}

Born and raised 10 miles outside of Round rock, Texas and all he ever knew was the farming life. Years he spent attempting to take over the family farm before the news that Earth had a time limit much within reach than he expect. However, he knew that the life he dedicated himself too would prove useful in the new world. His parents, thankfully, passed before the impact who occur. Jethro had taken over the family farm up until he was 25. Schooling would be difficult with such a task that he felt inclined to attend too. Dodging child services and such for years may not have been smart of him but the farm was all he knew.

In his off time all he had were his bongos and the farm to his name. When the word of the NOAH II began to spread around his community, he was lucky enough to be one of the farms personnel of the project visited. They vetted him and made sure he would be a qualified candidate for the farmer's being sent out with the ship. Thankfully he passed the arduous process. However, even though he knew it would mean leaving his families farm he knew it would lead to his bloodlines survival. With the collection of his bongos and few keepsakes of the farm he would be off in no time. His next destination was always mentioned to him but all he could think about was his farming skills. Keeping himself in check so that he didn't fall behind for anyone once they reached their new "home".

_{L U N O S A B I L I T I E S}

Geokinesis
_{» C A P A B I L I T I E S}

User can shape and manipulate earth and "Earthen" elements including most solid objects, specifically all minerals and mineral compositions regardless of their state (mountain, boulder, sand or dust), dirt, soil, etc. At his current state, when it comes to adjusting the grounds composition, he can only adjust the fertility of the ground to be more suitable for flora.

_{» D R A W B A C K S}

An obvious radius had been observed by Jethro upon using his ability. Where he stands he can only manipulate the earth within a 5 meter bubble. However, if he concentrates in one direction he can mold his surroundings up to 10 meters with a width of 1 meter.

_{W E A P O N S}

Only thing he keeps with him is his lucky farming tools. He has his families pitchfork which has been handed down for generations.

The Mysteries of Awilix (A Planetary, Magic RP)

Absolutely! Thank you

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@Zora

As Luke took the paper he noticed the stance of the young man. It was just a guy trying to get the job done it seemed. Stacking his paperwork on top of the gentleman's,"You ever play before?" he outstretched his arm that had the Ukulele in it, "I find it to be the most relaxing of the string instruments...uh your name was?". Luke's head turned over his shoulder and he shouted, "Hey Delilah, get me the C.F. Technology shipment please and bring it on over! Put the pedal to the metal please, we got other customers." A young lady who had been leaning against the boxes rolled her eyes and gave a quick laugh at Luke.

No matter what, he did his best to make sure his coworkers understood the importance of doing a good job but still wanted them to enjoy the, at times, mundane work. Luke had been doing this for 5 years now and understood how much standing around at times they had to do. Get the shipment, load the shipment, account for it then unload. The life really wasn't as "exciting" as other careers on the ship. However, it was still an important piece of the puzzle. These were the tools to help alleviate certain short comings that happened in different jobs. It was his teams duty to make sure those tools were kept safe, maintained well, and given over in a professional manner.

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I think it will be the best idea to get us all together. To get all of us, who are apart of different sections, to be volunteers on this expedition. Just straight discovery mission haha and proof of concept that we can leave on the rovers and return

The Mysteries of Awilix (A Planetary, Magic RP)

@NuttsnBolts @Synthesis

Please let me know if this makes the cut haha.

Jethro Caroway

Male ● 30 ● Farmer

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

Flip open a dictionary and look for soft spoken, easy going, and humble. You will be happy to know that they will be easy reads because all you will see is Jethro Caloway. His outdoorsy nature helped him out with this because he didn't waste much time inside using technology to further is philosophy on things. One thing has always resonate with him and that is: help when you can, respect others as need be, and smile often. Always a hard worker and has zero problems getting his hands dirty with projects.

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

-Caucasian
-6'0
-Has a lean muscle body structure from working outdoors his whole life
-Very light brown hair and always seems to have beard stubble
-His favorite wicker hat
-Dark brown and light green scarf around his neck he uses as a mask if necessary.
-Normally in a tan, cloth vest with light green trim around the edges, burlap pants tucked into dark brown, leather farmers boots

_{B A C K G R O U N D / H I S T O R Y}

Born and raised 10 miles outside of Round rock, Texas and all he ever knew was the farming life. Years he spent attempting to take over the family farm before the news that Earth had a time limit much within reach than he expect. However, he knew that the life he dedicated himself too would prove useful in the new world. His parents, thankfully, passed before the impact who occur. Jethro had taken over the family farm up until he was 25. Schooling would be difficult with such a task that he felt inclined to attend too. Dodging child services and such for years may not have been smart of him but the farm was all he knew.

In his off time all he had were his bongos and the farm to his name. When the word of the NOAH II began to spread around his community, he was lucky enough to be one of the farms personnel of the project visited. They vetted him and made sure he would be a qualified candidate for the farmer's being sent out with the ship. Thankfully he passed the arduous process. However, even though he knew it would mean leaving his families farm he knew it would lead to his bloodlines survival. With the collection of his bongos and few keepsakes of the farm he would be off in no time. His next destination was always mentioned to him but all he could think about was his farming skills. Keeping himself in check so that he didn't fall behind for anyone once they reached their new "home".

_{L U N O S A B I L I T I E S}

Geokinesis
_{» C A P A B I L I T I E S}

User can shape and manipulate earth and "Earthen" elements including most solid objects, specifically all minerals and mineral compositions regardless of their state (mountain, boulder, sand or dust), dirt, soil, etc. At his current state, when it comes to adjusting the grounds composition, he can only adjust the fertility of the ground to be more suitable for flora.

_{» D R A W B A C K S}

An obvious radius had been observed by Jethro upon using his ability. Where he stands he can only manipulate the earth within a 5 meter bubble. However, if he concentrates in one direction he can mold his surroundings up to 10 meters with a width of 1 meter.

_{W E A P O N S}

Only thing he keeps with him is his lucky farming tools. He has his families pitchfork which has been handed down for generations.

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Can't help Falling in Love

@Zora
Everything was going smooth as silk in the Cargo bay. "Alright Luke you got everything off?" the Co-captain Reggie said to him as he was messing around on his Uke. Luke yanked the Uke out of Reggie's hands, eyes squinting, then a smile creeped across his face, "Of course buddy, everything seems to be covered. Y'all heading over to Bay 9 for refueling I assume then back out?" Reggie laughed and put up a fake boxing stance, sent a few punches into Luke's arm, "You know it buddy. Got a few more trips to make back and forth. So I will catch you next time. Next time for you is..." he trailed off as Luke turned to see a young gentleman wondering around the workers with some paperwork. "Next Monday my boy, will be nothing but a mining shipment this time. So all the crew members will get some stick time on the fork lifts. Until then man, safe travels."

Luke put his logistics paperwork under his left armpit and began strumming Elvis' "Can't help falling in love" on this Uke as he made his way over to Julian. Trying to match his eyes to his he asked, "Here for a pickup?" The young man before him seemed like a very humble young man. Looked like this might be his first time picking up for his section, whichever that might be. As he waited for a response he heard a loud thud behind him. As he whipped around he saw that it was a couple of his crew mates messing around on the forklift and had sped it into a couple of boxes. Their eyes were wide like a deer in the headlights as they noticed Luke had saw them. "Unless you plan on paying for the fork lift as a gift for yourself to take home I suggest you start treating it with a bit more respect you dang chillrin. If you can't do it on your own I have no problem having some of the heavy mechanics come down here and schooling you on that machine again for as many hours as it takes" Finishing with a smile as the two of them apologized profusely. Turning back to Julian, clearing his throat he shot a smile his way, "Kids will be kids right?"