This sorry looking figure arrived by train tracks, though no train comes this way any more. After a short hike up a dusty hill they reach for a weapon they ain’t carrying.
Mayor Truly: You must be the new farmer! Did you see the shooting star last night? You must have, bright as a button and right over our town!
Mayor Jacobin Truly is a little man who holds his belt when he’s feeling proud; he’s usually feeling proud. The town behind him isn’t much of a town at all, if it ever was.
Mayor Truly: How fortuitous I saw you coming in! I’ve got the key to your cottage right here!
Our intrepid wanderer blinks.
Welcome to A Peaceful Time!
This is a Choose Your Own Adventure (CYOA) game about running a little farm. Rather than a roster of players that are expected to turn up on time, you are all participants, be it once only or often—that’s up to you. Every day or so I’ll post an update that ends with a few options. Together by voting and dropping fun ideas you decide what happens next. Think of it like being a voice or impulse inside the characters head.
It’s not my intention to go especially deep with this one, so any game mechanic I cook up will be explained in advance, but for now there is no rolling dice or moving parts. It’s just a story without a break peddle and a lot of hands on the wheel!
Let’s get to it!
The wanderer has been mistaken for a much needed new farmer... How will they handle that?
A. Sure, I love... farm.
B. I’ll take that key.
C. Why do you need a farmer?
The highest vote count wins.
Beyond that, what do they look like? What are they wearing?
Your answers for this will be arbitrated arbitrarily to create the best result.