It has been years since a meteor shower almost destroyed earth. There are no governments, just really small communities created by few survivors. Food is scarce, and earth isn't that green anymore. But there is hope. Svalbard Global Seed Vault is a seedbank on the Norwegian island of Spitsbergen near Longyearbyen in the remote Arctic Svalbard archipelago. I happen to have a ship, and I have all the intentions of doing an expedition to that island so I can help my community make earth green again. But I am certain I am not the only one to embark on this expedition, honestly I don't know if we would find the damn vault or if it's already been occupied by another faction. That's why I need guns for hire. Show me what you bringing.
You are now aware that 5,000 species of insect are discovered each year.
You are now aware that the 200 year old endangered species list fits on a business card.
You are now aware that you are full of shit.
I bring the greatest generation!
This is my load up. I'm gonna need at least someone who knows how to threat wounds or take care of someone who gets sick. Also a cook would be nice. If we make it back you will be paid accordingly and get to pick your own girl.
Please keep in my that this expedition is going to take a lot of resources from my community. Feel free to bring your own gear and food. Also, make sure you bring winter clothing.
I made my living as a seal hunter. Damn straight I'll get good pay and a girl of my choosing. I can provide us with an ok amount of food and bone tools, I also know my way around a coast.
Sign me on, I'm a shooter and mechanic, if its broke I can fix it.
Ok now that I'm casual, let's play fookers.
(Shit change eet with dis one.)
You idiots are not even going to make it cross the Atlantic. I'll be your ship's damned captain and navigator. I used to be in the merchant fleet before shit hit the huge fan. I hope you bring plenty of vodka.
We must try, for our survivals sake. We will make all the preparations needed to be prepare for the worst. Apocalyptic vikings, old world government remnants, cannibals, you name it...
Hopefully there won't be any russians
I can be your scout, I'll scout two days ahead of the main group and report back any findings.
I remember when the meteors started falling...I was amazed when I saw an aircraft carrier being push inland by the huge waves created by the meteors... I haven't stop drinking since...
>group still needs support gunner
>trying to not look like troll loadout
I'm an every weekend hiker so 40kg certainly isn't the most i've ever carried
I forgot my ammunition.
Was working with a certain group near Belfast, when the meteors came down, my unit took cover in a basement, when we came out the whole town was ablaze, brits were still trying to keep order, half my unit was killed that day, made it to the air port helped a lad fix a chopper and he flew me outta their, been drifting ever since.
I was in the navy so I'm used to life on a ship and long days with lots of hard work and sitting around doing nothing. I also have a nice garden and can help get the planting going.
Like I said, I was in the merchant fleet before shit hit the fan. Also I lived near the cost. Close to a navy shipyard. When the huge waves came, they dragged an entire aircraft carrier inland
Parents were some Canadian oil drillers. Meteors hit pretty early in my life. I was at home in the cellar my grandfather had built. A meteor hit the drill and the explosion was bright enough to reach me. Inside I found an old scoped springfield, this coat, and a good chunk of survival equipment....Always kept this gun in good condition since.
As far as the scenario go I didn't give a thought about it lol. It's decently large. (i don't know anyhting about ships, maybe you could help with the scenario)
Realistically something <100 feet just for better concealment, also easier to keep going with what limited stuff is left
Most have pretty hardy diesels in them too meaning we can put shit in it that it isn't meant to run off of
HELLO I AM OF BRING HEAVY BOOLIT AND SUPPORT
MEDICINE IS FOR ME BUT I WILL SHARE
>Is this not what we all dream aboot /k/omrade?
larger size fishing boat would be best. Cargo freighter would be too big.
I'm thinking along the lines of a commercial crabbing vessel. Most even have thicker hulls to deal with the ice as well.
*passes the rest of my vodka*
Do you know naked rpg guy by any chance?
I haven't heard those words in years...I remember life back then as a kid. Everyone called each other faggots, the girls wore tank-tops, and the video games were more violent then a pack of polar bears versus a heard of snow-wolves
seems great, since I was thinking of something a little bit more bigger for the crew. But if we can find another ship like that it would be better.
I was thinking something like this
We can convert the cargo hold into crew quarters to supplement what's already there
Let me tell you my story. I was a kid when the meteors started falling. Since I always dreamed of becoming a soldier I joined what was left of the army back then. I fought invaders trying to get to the states but everything went to shit. I managed to join a group of survivors and I've been helping my community ever since.
I'm thinking it's a 110 foot fishing vessel with berthing for 8 plus the captain's quarters, and we've modified the cargo holds to provide additional berthing space for 12 as well as cargo and fuel for the long journey. The fishing gear has been stripped off the ship and we've attached a larger crane, originally a vehicle-based system, to the bow. We have room for 10 snow machines and 5 trucks on the deck, loaded and unloaded by crane. We've also added 2 1000 gallon fuel tanks on the deck.
Since piracy at sea is a real concern in a world without large government, we have 2 70mm artillery pieces on each side of the vessel modified and mounted to serve as deck guns, 10 machine gun emplacements around the ship and a good supply of whatever man-portable rocket launchers we can get our hands on.
Now that's more like it. I can see naked rpg guy shooting rocket propelled grenades at other ships.
Like a made up one for the thread?
When I was 20 I was busted growing pot and told by the judge I could choose between prison or the military. I joined the Navy as a BM and in my third year, while stationed on board the USS Ronald Reagan, the meteors hit. I was driving up the grapevine from my fiancee's house in Madera, an asteroid 3 miles wide hit just north of Bakersfield. The entire San Joaquin valley was nothing but a river of fire.
So there I was, stuck between literal hell on earth with Los Angeles on the other side. I think we've all heard what happened in LA, and I don't like to talk about what I did or saw to get through that city.
I was ambushed in San Diego and, miraculously, taken alive. By a Mexican gang. They took me with them, blindfolded, to a pot farm somewhere in Jefferson.
i aint even mad, more surprised.
I'm a mechanical engineer by trade, and was an avid sport shooter before the meteor shower. I've my own equipment, and have nothing to live for.
I was actually on leave with my girl when it all went down. Everything collapsed so quickly I couldn't make it back to the rest of the 1st Recon Bn. Traveled with her and some friends for a few months. Winter hit and she came down with pneumonia, thought I was going to lose her. She pulled through and we managed to secure a small cabin out in the rockies with a few friends. She's still there in good hands, I heard about this expedition and thought I was obligated to at least try to rebuild society. Found this MG3 in my travels, now I'm here. Haven't seen her in months, I really miss her, If we succeed, I'll go get her and bring her to wherever we try to rebuild.
You will be paid accordingly and we will let you pick your own girl for company. Also we would really like that anyone who participate on this expedition to join our community and help us grow
Ok comrade I stop yelling now for story time.
Keep in mind, I am of many alcohol and very bad at story tell as is.
I was born in a small village of Russia. Very bad, many problems. We move to America in hopes of better life when I am of small boy, age 10. Life is better. I love America. Then 7 years later, event happen. Lose many friends, lose home, lose family, lose pet dog. I miss dog. Two years later, I join the fight to keep out bad people like terrorists as heavy gunner man. Lose entire squad to ambush. Not good, very pissed off for years. I am reassigned. I don't give shit. I join the shitty goat fuckers and I slowly take them out from inside. Good day when victory. After this I becoem drifter for several more years until meeting a nice family. They take me in. Very pretty daughter. Father did not approve of us, I am forced to leave. I do not care anymore. I am on my own for another year, surviving, killing, stealing, never giving shit about anyone. Never kill animals like dog or cat. Love dog and cat, very beautiful creatures. recently I find survivor community that takes me in regardless of past. It was good living. I hear word of this expedition you are of heading and I search for you. Now I am of here.
See, almost immediately after the social order broke down, the cartels made a move. Kidnapping thousands of people and enslaving them to work on farms and as sex workers and in drug labs and distilleries. They held a huge swath of the southwest for a while, before they splintered into gangs of raiders and highwaymen or were driven out into the wastes by the people they enslaved. I got out one day when 2 guards got into a fight over one of the girls and one shot the other. He went down and I grabbed his weapon, put a few rounds in the other guard and ran like hell.
I made my way east, scavenging as I went, before I met a small community of Mormons in Utah. They took me in and helped me regain my strength, and gave me some supplies for the journey east.
So, eventually I ended up here. Got myself a plot of land and started growing pot with some seeds I stole from the cartel farm and I make a nice living trading my crop. Don't have anything to farm that's good for eating, though, so when I heard about your plan I figured maybe you could use me.
If I don't make it, and you do, theres a small note in the pocket ghetto sewn to my shit over my heart, has a picture of her and coords to the cabin. Keep her safe.
We have a german shepard that liked to hang around the cabin we found, I'll bring him for you when I go get my girl back.
I won't need to do that buddy, you'll see. Now that you mention dogs, we should bring our own dogs, but I think they could be a logistical issue and maybe they would get sick by the long time we are going to be on the sea...
dogs+sea expedition = no go my friend
Hopefully most of the trip would just be traveling and we would find a forgotten beacon of hope.
Sidenote this seems like it'd make a pretty good tv series
My Bulgarian works well here in North Dakota, so I think I'll have to bring it.
Other than that, the weather is not much different, so I would just plan for a typical November hunting trip near Canada, where the Canada-ians live, doen cha know.
I have a lot of great solar power solutions. I can sew, and know above average first aid. I also live in the midwest so I'm used to harsh winters. Even outside for entire days at a time.
Always looking for more people
I was traveling near the canadian US border and came across what could only be described as a graveyard. Hundreds of armoured vehicles, tanks. Does anyone know if Russia in their panic tried a doomed invasion? There was burned out Abrams and Leopard 2s, T80s, t72s. Skeletons....
The skeletons of fallen soldiers....
Sitting inside their decaying clothing and equipment.. It changes you.
I managed to scrounge up this Mg3, a bunch of other weapons and an assload of ammo, most of which is back at the cabin.
I still have trouble sleeping at night. The feeling of having looted the dead. It's unsettling....
I tried to get some of the vehicles working but all were too far in disrepair.
The last thing I did before leaving was finding orders out of a striker command unit. My platoon wasn't listed under the force roster for this operation, it was all I looked for there. But I hope that one day I'll meet another one of my lost brothers out there.
Sounds like you guys need something like pic related.
Yes, the Russians attempted an invasion through Alaska and down into Canada, I didn't pay much attention to it because my focus was on New York, but I heard the commanders on the coms freaking out about it, the Canadians with us were deserting left and right to go see if they could find their families.
We Advanced Wars now, hope you saved your waifu to travel with. I bring the full might of all surviving branches of the military.
ahh alright then
I'm assuming we stopped it
Just please tell me we didn't send a counterattack, else I'll be making an excursion to Russia.
Also do either of you know if there's any intact information hubs?
I know there's still something left at cheyenne mountain. It's not too far from where my groups is setup and we saw a US (or what's left of it) presence there.
If you can find an intact hub, I could probably get it working long enough to track down where my unit was sent.
I'm just reluctant to parlee with the boys at cheyenne mountain. My security clearance is probably expired.
Also if your still accepting recruits I'm in, I am a decent shot, and although not super skilled can help chip the ice off the ship/cook etc...
This is about as close to my actual loadout as I can get on here.
Since they have a damned crossbow but not a real bow.
IVAN WILL IN BEING OF HELPING YOU, IVAN ONLY DEMAND VODKA AND COSMOLINE AS PAYMENT.
WE HAVE DEAL YES?
actually this is my first time creating a thread like this, if nobody can make at least a chapter or two about it, I would love to see some drawings of the expeditionary group like in a group photo or landing in the norwegian island
I'm going to try to write a story about this,
a legit story
Hopefully you'll see it, i'll post it to /k/ when i finish it, I'm usually on from around 7-12pm est so look then
(I have no clue how long this will take)
I remember seeing people falling to their deaths from skyscrapers because they were trying to get inside a rescue helo. Manhattan is still flooded to this day, you can't even recognize the city anymore.
Alrighty I have another place to start checking then.
UN do you think between the two of us we'd have enough credentials to get into the cheyenne mountain garrison that's left there?
I still have all my papers and I recognised one of the officers there from a training exercise i did a LONG time ago. Think we'd have a shot?
also you implied correctly but I think it'll take me a few months at least for a rough draft.
shit after the wave I didnt think there was any of manhattan left standing
Can't wait to read it honestly. All we need is a anon that knows how to draw pretty well. I can see the start of a really great new story that every /k/ommando is going to enjoy
HALLO, MEIN NAMEN IS HANS, I WOULD TO JOIN YOU.
Canadian S.T.A.L.K.E.R. (ish?) reporting for duty.
Got extra med supplys (basically bandages and tape) and to disinfect got good o'l rum for ya boys
just browse /k/ and hope you don't miss it once it's finally posted.
I'm not the greatest writer in the world but my english professor used to edit books so I could probably have him help quite a bit
Feel free to write whatever you want, but make sure the setting is the same. A destroyed earth by meteors, small communities, survivors, a group of guns for hire join an expedition to search for a vault in an island off the coast of norway which it's content can bring back agriculture...you got the picture.I have good faith in this.
I'm sure after our seed mission at least some of the other guys will be willing to help. I made E5 so we have at least a bit of weight to our names.
With that gentlemen I'm off for the night. this has been very fun and I've saved the thread as an HTML doc for inspiration during the writing process. Hope to scenario with you again sometime.
Well anons, it has been a great thread. Fell free to keep posting any ideas you have. I'm always on /k/ must of the time, so I hope I could see new ideas from you guys. Good night and greetings from Puerto Rico!
also I find this pic appropriate since I live here (only for a few more weeks, gonna move to Florida and settle down)
Scandinavian regional expert, family in the area so I visited all through out my childhood. Fluent Danish, almost fluent Norwegian and Swedish. Scandinavian survival experience.
I am a research biologist.
Most of my research experience involves human in vitro cell line model and mouse model cancer epigenetics.
I have significant experience with plant genetics as well, however, and spent lots of time as an undergrad in greenhouses nursing plants from seedlings. I also have knowledge of transgenic fundamentals that are used to make modern crops (poly ploidy etc).
If I survive and you find me, maybe I could make some use of those seeds (i.e. cloning, propagating correctly, making sure the seeds will actually germinate). That said I would need access to basic chemistry supplies and preferably a greenhouse in order to work. Who knows, after a few years I could start a agricultural research lab of sorts to increase crop yields.
I also could handle myself outdoors, I am an avid hunter and survivalist.
I'll run security for the ship once docked/landed along with any other duties needed on ship.