Your usefulness in the coming apocalypse...
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Well i'd obviously be the Queen of the new generation of human and i would rule them and lead them to a Golden Age. I also can craft and shoot bows, know basics of blacksmithing, sewing, woodworking, im pretty good with electronics so i can always fix some still working stuff with several workarounds and most importantly i know how to make home brew booze.
My husband was a rancher in No-where, Montana and has been around guns and knives since he was small, and knows basic survival skills. Also knows how to hunt as well as how to butcher and bleed the animal and break wild horses and train them to work (depending on what you want them to do). He even knows some 'leather working', if you want to call it that. Myself? I'm a good cook (make a pretty good jerky too).I can sew alright. My singing isn't bad and I know a few Irish Folk Songs. That's about all I can do. My husband trumps me in apocalypse survival skills. That jerk. XD
Day 36: The apocalypse has been and gone for over a month now, and finally we're starting to regain some sense. So far, we've managed to build a small community of like-minded survivors that we've been able to find, with some pretty useful skills. Let's see how they pan out.
Day 102: Many of the supplies from the before time have begun to run out, and our community has been able to start meaningful trade with other survivor groups scattered throughout the region. Thanks to our expertise, our main exports at the the moment are booze and clothing, but we've also been able to rustle up some soap, candles and ammunition. With 27 firearm users in the camp, we're the cleanest leather-clad gun-nuts in the region.
Day 150: We were having great success with the plants and animals that 21 of us had been cultivating, but then a Jotun came along and stole it all. As a result, we're going to have to call upon our "human resources" this winter. We've got 16 suitable candidates - anyone up for some Billy con carne? Steak and Sidney pie? Alex tart?
Day 213: The 14 of us with an engineering bent have finally erected the last part of the wall. Now the bandits, Jotun, two headed dogs, and those weird upside-down cars with legs can't get in at us, or the long-house we threw up. Lots of nice pine furniture in there, too.
Day 250: The 7 people assigned to repopulating the planet have thus far come up with zilch. Do I have to get the 10 people with a grasp of medicine to explain it to them? Maybe
Day 251: There was a bit of an argument between the 12 people who all felt they possessed leadership qualities. Not to worry, I got the 7 with a desire to maim/kill things to rough them up a bit.
Day 314: Despite our best efforts to make our new home here, the 5 trackers sent to scout have grave news. -The enemy- are on their way, with their army. We'll have to move out and try to stay ahead of them. Hopefully, the 14 of us with some knowledge of esoteric means of transport can keep us going. The 17 heavy lifters are really going to come into their own. That radio that the 7 ICT and physicists got working has been telling us of a safe haven to the East...I hope we can make it there before disaster consumes us all....
Day 102: Many of the supplies from the before time have begun to run out, and our community has been able to start meaningful trade with other survivor groups scattered throughout the region. Thanks to our expertise, our main exports at the the moment are booze and clothing, but we've also been able to rustle up some soap, candles and ammunition. With 27 firearm users in the camp, we're the cleanest leather-clad gun-nuts in the region.
Day 150: We were having great success with the plants and animals that 21 of us had been cultivating, but then a Jotun came along and stole it all. As a result, we're going to have to call upon our "human resources" this winter. We've got 16 suitable candidates - anyone up for some Billy con carne? Steak and Sidney pie? Alex tart?
Day 213: The 14 of us with an engineering bent have finally erected the last part of the wall. Now the bandits, Jotun, two headed dogs, and those weird upside-down cars with legs can't get in at us, or the long-house we threw up. Lots of nice pine furniture in there, too.
Day 250: The 7 people assigned to repopulating the planet have thus far come up with zilch. Do I have to get the 10 people with a grasp of medicine to explain it to them? Maybe
Day 251: There was a bit of an argument between the 12 people who all felt they possessed leadership qualities. Not to worry, I got the 7 with a desire to maim/kill things to rough them up a bit.
Day 314: Despite our best efforts to make our new home here, the 5 trackers sent to scout have grave news. -The enemy- are on their way, with their army. We'll have to move out and try to stay ahead of them. Hopefully, the 14 of us with some knowledge of esoteric means of transport can keep us going. The 17 heavy lifters are really going to come into their own. That radio that the 7 ICT and physicists got working has been telling us of a safe haven to the East...I hope we can make it there before disaster consumes us all....
Well, I can't really see playing a guitar or a bass, riding a bike, being annoying or a degree in earth sciences being very useful in the apocalypse.
So I guess I know quite a lot of first aid and woodcrafty stuff (Scouts ftw, back in the day), and I'm pretty strong, so I could be useful, if I can be arsed to get up.
So I guess I know quite a lot of first aid and woodcrafty stuff (Scouts ftw, back in the day), and I'm pretty strong, so I could be useful, if I can be arsed to get up.
Well, I'm a decent climber. And I know how to build and reassemble stuff. And I can act out several Futurama episodes for those boring evenings.
Oh, and I'm a paramedic so if you don't want me in your group... I'm going to just ask these guys over there if they want someone to treat their wounds and stuff, aye?
Oh, and I'm a paramedic so if you don't want me in your group... I'm going to just ask these guys over there if they want someone to treat their wounds and stuff, aye?
Nah, a Pyrrhic victory would be like winning a war by bringing about nuclear apocalypse in the first place. Being useful is only improving upon the situation, not winning at some great cost.II2 said:
Anyway, I'd probably act as a diplomatic leader who would attempt to unify the scattered groups of survivors as well as guide important (non-military) decision-making. I could also act as a tutor/mentor for the younger survivors who would otherwise be cheated out of an education, and later help establish a new education system once civilization begins to grow again.
Of course I am.Technocrat said:
Im the guy preventing the bullets of my gun from hitting other people in the head for refusing me the supplies I need. I think that makes me pretty useful, since bullets to the head I hear is somewhat bad for your health.Technocrat said:
Well hopefully you've got the "boo-tay" which brings about some extra motivation for your husband to put those survival skills to practice, right?Brutal Peanut said:
