Congratulations! The apocalypse has happened. We're unsure of the means, but from what we can tell, it looks like a mixture of Asia going to nuclear war, Mt St Helens erupting, the polar ice caps suddenly spreading to cover a quarter of the world, wrath of the Greek and Norse gods at the same time, and AIDS. Gee, what are the chances?
Anyhow, you're part of the lucky 10% or so who've survived the disaster. Unfortunately, supplies are scarce, and you're going to have to prove just how useful you are to the post-apocalypse community. What skills/possessions do you have to help humanity get along?
Myself, I'm a woodworker for fun. Granted, I mostly build benches and clocks, but the same theories/buzzy cutty implements can be applied for building houses and useful things. I'm also a sailor, if anyone with fishing skills wants to join me on my boat to go catching two-headed fish, mermaids, or whatever this apocalypse has given us. Plus, I've dabbled in making clothes, but once again, maybe not in keeping with the whole theme - latex/leather fetish clothing, etc.
Possession-wise, I have a big box of rockets upstairs. You never know when you need rockets, whether it's signalling people, or teasing the mutant dogs (I think that's what they were?) roaming the neighbourhood.
Anyhow, you're part of the lucky 10% or so who've survived the disaster. Unfortunately, supplies are scarce, and you're going to have to prove just how useful you are to the post-apocalypse community. What skills/possessions do you have to help humanity get along?
Myself, I'm a woodworker for fun. Granted, I mostly build benches and clocks, but the same theories/buzzy cutty implements can be applied for building houses and useful things. I'm also a sailor, if anyone with fishing skills wants to join me on my boat to go catching two-headed fish, mermaids, or whatever this apocalypse has given us. Plus, I've dabbled in making clothes, but once again, maybe not in keeping with the whole theme - latex/leather fetish clothing, etc.
Possession-wise, I have a big box of rockets upstairs. You never know when you need rockets, whether it's signalling people, or teasing the mutant dogs (I think that's what they were?) roaming the neighbourhood.