The Fielder siblings just inherited a plot of land from their daddy. He had always meant to start a family farm, but never got around to it. Then, he died. Now, it’s up to them to make his dream a reality. However, there are plenty of obstacles to overcome – One, there’s still a pretty hefty inheritance tax to pay, and only 5 years to do it. Two, none of the siblings have ever farmed before (but don’t worry, they can learn!). And three, the siblings don’t necessarily like each other…
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OVERVIEW
A (kind of) brief overview of the game, and an introduction to some of the game mechanics.
Meet the Fielders!!
Because before you can choose which sibling you want to play, you should get to know them, right?
Barley 'Richie' Fielder
Barley ‘Richie’ Fielder was always ‘The Golden Child.’ While his siblings were still trading juice boxes, Rich was ‘diversifying his portfolio’ – which mostly meant an uncanny knack for winning improbable bets (who woulda thought people would actually PAY to inject poison into their faces?). His young adult years were a masterclass in how to burn through cash: non-stop golfing, inspirational yacht selfies, and holding court at parties laughing at anyone over 30 still punching a clock. Then the market did its pesky little ‘correcting’ thing, specifically on his entire portfolio of celebrity cryptocurrencies. Now, with the terrifying scent of ‘actual responsibility’ wafting his way in the form of a LinkedIn profile and a W-2, Rich is clinging to this farm like it’s the last life raft off the S.S. Cubicle.
Axle Fielder
Axle Fielder has been working with his hands his whole life, but his hands were always greasy, never dirty. He thinks ‘crop rotation’ is a new tire alignment technique. When he heard about the farm, his first thought was, “I’ll let them wrangle the chickens, and when their ancient rust-bucket of a truck inevitably dies, I’ll have the invoices ready!” Then he saw the barn. It wasn’t just spacious; it was a cathedral waiting for a congregation of chrome. We’re talking a gleaming lineup of horsepower – classic American steel, maybe a temperamental European thoroughbred – all under those exposed beams, just perfect for hanging vintage racing flags. His siblings might be thinking about fertilizer, but Axle’s thinking about premium unleaded and 10W30!.
Flora Fielder
Flora Fielder had her awakening young, courtesy of a pig named Wilbur and a very persuasive spider. Since then, nary a nugget nor nibble of meat has passed her lips, and she’s on a crusade to ensure the same for humanity. Her strategy to conquer cravings for ‘delicious, savory meat’? By giving them the BEST dang vegetables you could possibly grow! We’re talking fall-off-the-stem tomatoes and carrots so sweet, they’re practically dessert. And what better way to grow the BEST dang vegetables, than by becoming a Farmocologist, a title she proudly invented. Mostly, it’s just a lot of intense staring at plants until they yield to her will. She wants to be Ol’ MacDonald and get people away from McDonald’s!
Fauna Fielder
Fauna Fielder loves animals! Really, she does. It’s just… after the thousandth chihuahua in a diamond collar and the umpteenth tabby with ‘a delicate disposition,’ her spirit is craving something less… predictable. Her soul yearns for the untamed, for beasts that haven’t had their wild spark Instagram-filtered out of them. She’s ready to start caring for bigger, more exotic animals! Animals you don’t find amongst the shiny SUV’s and manicured lawns of the suburbs! One day, she’s gonna be doing surgeries on cheetahs in the wild! So, the farm is her escape hatch, her first tentative step towards REAL veterinary work. Cows? They’re just enormous, spotty Labradors that say ‘moo’ instead of ‘woof’, right?
Skip Fielder
Skip Fielder loves developing young minds in the skills they will need to be great adults. That’s why he teaches classes at the local trade school. That, and his contractor’s license has been on a government-mandated ‘sabbatical’ for a few years now. He’s a walking, talking (mostly talking) embodiment of ‘those who can’t, teach’. He discovered early that the true art of productivity lies in masterful delegation. Why strain your own back when there’s a perfectly good student back eager for ‘hands-on experience’! His ultimate dream? To establish the ‘Triple I: ‘Institute of Industrious Interns,’ a production line of skilled youngsters ready to execute his grand designs… while he focuses on the ‘big picture,’ like finding new ways to ‘creatively interpret’ regulations.
Penny Fielder
Penny Fielder is currently a vital cog in the often-thankless machinery of local government, where her talents include translating bureaucratic jargon into something vaguely resembling English and maintaining a smile while citizens passionately defend their right to speed through school zones. But then, a dusty old farm, which just happens to be a designated historical landmark, lands right in her lap. Now she sees not just overgrown fields, but a golden opportunity! Rejuvenating this slice of history isn’t just a nice idea; it’s the perfect, camera-ready springboard for a triumphant run at that Alderman’s office she’s been eyeing. It will most likely ALSO be thankless, but hey – thankless work now, a significantly plumper pension later. All leading to the glorious day she can finally tell the Committee on Excessive Paperwork exactly where to file their latest directive! And THAT’S a policy she can get behind!