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2: Someone left a boombox near your plant. You can faintly hear the quiet melody of juggalos rapping. Punkie winks at you. (+3 to your planter box)

It was not very eventful yet at his planter box, the punkin was not going to grow over one day after all, but it was still a pleasant moment. Amonee noticed someone had left music playing near his punkin's crib and he smiled in appreciation. Punkie truly was a nice troll, he didn't know her well but she was looking out for him and his plant without having any reason to do so! He wanted to do something nice for her back but sadly had no idea what he could offer. Nonetheless, he decided to talk to her a little bit!

"I wanted to say thank you for making this booth. It really is wonderful. And inspiring too- if I had more time, I would love to paint a landscape of all of these beautiful plants!" He wasn't lying or kissing up to her, the painter's eyes honestly lit up at the sight of the healthy strong plants Sephos and Punkie had managed to gather and arrange. The punkin game was fun and sweet but really, the garden was the big draw for him. It had so many species he had never seen before!

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Planter Box Score: 6

Sephos Arbola

Sephos had been worried about the booth. He'd never had to directly interact with so many trolls before in his life, and he was concerned that helping them all plant would be... a lot. And that they would be idiots.

But, surprisingly, it had actually turned out pretty well.

Not as many punkins were planted as the pair had thought would be planted, so Sephos was too busy planting the rest as backup to talk to the people that night. The next night, however, saw him making a few bouquets after making his rounds of the plots. He ignored the (inevitable) boom box and tried not to damage it in his weeding and watering.

He spared one of the trolls a glance - a painter? That was interesting. "Do you like plants?" he said, it could almost be confused as a mumble or mutter, so low and offhand was it, "I've got more at home..." He was, however, distracted by the ribbon on one of his bouquets... until the owner of one of the less-fortunate plots came over.

Sephos slowed, watching them out of the corner of his eyes as they inspected their plot. That poor little plant - Sephos knew a few plants would die in the process, but he liked giving all his plants a fighting chance, especially the cultivars. This one needed that chance.

Sephos' eyes widened as he realized that he'd been seen. He focused even harder on his bouquet's pretending that nope, he hadn't been looing over and nope, he didn't care. He nodded at the greenblood's comment and remained hunched over his bouquet until the greenblood left... wherupon he looked at the plant again.

Ah.

It needed a little more care than it had gotten.

Surrepticiously (though he didn't know why he was bothering to be sneaky,) he looked to both sides and did a few final, babying, tender touch ups to the plant before taking his bouquets and beginning his deliveries...

Psykgi Mentha
No tickets for psy

Oh yeah! She had a punkin to grow. And why not? Psykgi figured she should check on it.

She poked at the plants that were growing around the little mound that marked where her punkin was. "These aren't supposed to be there, right?" she asked, getting a gruff answer from the greenblood. "Oh gosh, of course not. They aren't punkins!" How silly of her.

She ripped them out without fanfare.

"There we go!" she said, beginning to peruse the flowers once again...

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1: Looks like a day squirrel got into the tent and found your planter box. The beast appeared to have dug around and buried a chestnut. Obviously, the plant is not happy about this. (+1 to your planter box, but you receive one chestnut, redeemable at Gastropod Games.


"Oh noooo!" Elidae ran to her planter, visibly upset. It seems like its been dug into! "What haaaappened?" Sadly glancing around the box and the unhappy sprout, she sniffed and put her hand in the hole and pulled out- "A... a chestnut?" What in Alternia? After a moment, the yellowblood bounced up and mentally shook off her sorrows, a determined flare shining in her eyes. "Its okay!! I fixed it! You'll grow twice as big tomorrow, right?" She gently ran her fingers over the planter. "You're the cutest! I'll be back tomorrow~"

Planter score: 4 + 1 = 5

Punkie sniffed each potted punkin intently. Soil scent was important to the Juggalo. She went to each pot and inspected them diligently. When the jadeblood came up to her and offered to paint she blushed bright orange. "Th-that would be lovely! Ide mighty like ta see it" she said, not used to such offers.

(1)Amonee: 6
(2)Nucleo: 6
Lutrin: 7
Polair: 6
(3)Elidae: 5

OTHERS: (You didn't participate today! So your box will start at smile
Caiden: 6
ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS TO JOIN: 6

3: Something grew in your box overday. It looks like a fungus or a plant - A weed! Get it out before it hurts your plant! (+2 to your planter box)

"Oh no, what is this?" Amonee had finally gotten a chance to get away from his booth to find some weird growth in his planter box. He didn't like the idea of weeds springing up and suffocating his poor punkin from the sunlight and so he knelt down and began to rip out the stuff that wasn't supposed to be in there. Gardening was not his forte, Amonee preferred to look at flowers and paint them rather than do the work of growing them, but for this booth he would give it his all. His punkin would grow to be amazing!

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Planter Box Score: 8

A pumpkin tending booth! How had the redblood missed this so far? Once spotted, Fellah quickly came in to inspect and participate. He was really swept up in being given a little pumpkin to start tending to. He had a whole patch back at the farm, he just hoped that would be enough to give himself a decent running with this little guy since he appears to have arrived to the party late.

Planter Score: 8

After finishing tending his plant (it looked like he had quite the green thumb, setting everything up really well), Fellah finally looked up and noticed the greenblood that he had been "reading" with at the other booth the past couple nights. "Howdy there kiddo," Fellah said cheerily, "Your the guy I ran into at the queens booth. It was a little confusing there," he admitted. He could read, no problem, he needed to to play all his trashy dating sim games. It was mostly the insults he didn't get. "Never got to introduce myself, I'm Fellah." He offered the kid a sturdy handshake.