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It's gonna be summer edition

Post summer fits/inspo

General lunarcore stuffs

>> No.13169549
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Here keep the thread alive and dog on me how did I do?

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How should I modify those to take them closer to the moon?

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>> No.13169561

You're doing good overall.
I dont like the boots at all. Pants could use more wear and repairs. I'd try to incorporate colours, like a faded yellow or maybe some green. 7/10

>> No.13169573

I wouldn't take that advice desu

>> No.13169589

How do I lunarcore during summer? Or do I just take a break to palewave lands?

>> No.13169614

It's an open discussion but cargo shorts and lots of vests so many vests

>> No.13169618

Thanks for the input appreciated

>> No.13169757
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Something like this?

>> No.13169762

It's good advice. He shoulda used fat laces once he had the d rings installed, but it's otherwise quite proper and I'ma be doing it to my white perf leather flyers.

PF flyers can also be debranded rather well if you got a seam ripper on han.

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Space military inspo for the ex military vibes?

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>> No.13169894

I liked that Mars core variant a few days ago, anyone save anything?

>> No.13169899
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Got some more on my home pc

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>> No.13170000

Pseudo I'm intreased in your shoe/boot collection got any pics? I remember you saying you had a lot <3 <3

>> No.13170485

w2c boots on far right?

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>> No.13170732

It's fucking middle of February M%**F%%$*R

>> No.13170746
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are these lunar-core acceptable

>> No.13170747

I do, I do, just not one on me

Pladium light grey baggy x2
Y3 Warriors
AF-1 High in wheat and orange
Af-1 SF High in Rattan
Adidas tubular doom in tan and white
Nike ACG Kommyuter
Addidas Tubular G3 assault boot/urban combat Wheat suede
Lebron Soldiers - 3 straps, hightops and camo.
Nike Hyperfuse limited in all white
Adidas SLVR hightops, with a strap, in white and grey,
Nike FlySteppers
1st Gen flyknits
nike run 5 in Olive

An so much more I can't recall. Over forty, now.

>> No.13170807

yes please

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Why not simply buy this?

>> No.13170939

Not canvas

New to this and I'm about to cop these anything look sketch?

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>> No.13171648

I love it, looks almost like the old Trek uniforms

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>> No.13171768


spring/summer is next season. talking about next season fashion on a fashion board, crazy right

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kinda reminds me of these

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>> No.13172205

Sick those yours?

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Mars core boots?

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Hell yeah that would do it if you're going full mars

You working on some mars concepts?

>> No.13172793

Where to cop these awesome pants????

>> No.13172846

Idk about the first but second is from aesthetic homage

>> No.13172847


They have other cool stuff if you look around

>> No.13172980

Is it possible to lunar core on a budget?
Where can I cop some well fitting cargos?

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thrift stores for sure and probably find cargos you like and tapering them to fit well would be cheaper

im in the same boat ive been getting my cheap stuff form thrift stores and meijer has some good cargos but i like to spend a little more on things like jackets and boots that really make the fit

you working form scratch or have some stuff already?

>> No.13173207

I'm still brainstorming the Mars concept. I like the combination of a desert wasteland with rust and crimson, the color palette is intriguing. Still putting together fit ideas to make it real life appropriate and not cosplay.

>> No.13173220

Not that guy but I'm starting from scratch too. I'm especially digging the Mars-core aesthetic.

>> No.13173299

Any more inspo?
I particularly would like some that incorporate olive.

Also, should orange (I have for instance a bright orange beanie and scarf) be worn in small quantities?

>> No.13173315

Thanks mate!

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If anyone's interested, those faded Palladiums from last thread haven't sold yet.


>> No.13173326

Would cop, but I'm a size 8 manlet.

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Get some sand Field boots like the aliexpress specials
And tie your hair up Weird AL.

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>ld orange (I have f

its nice to have people interested welcome aboard gonna post a lil marscore inspo

i recommend orange for accent pieces but your imagination is the only limit if it looks good it looks good and for olive i recommend military stuff jackets and cargos maybe some milspo knit sweaters

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I feel like there has been a few movies recently with great fits. Stuff set in future/space. Can’t think of anything though. The Martian? Black Mirror?

>> No.13173428

Where's that jacket from? Looks dope!

>> No.13173450

vintage swedish military jacket

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Anyone know any alternatives to this?
Love the look and colour, but sold out everywhere and I can't find it anywhere.

>> No.13173560

why do you look like a hobbo?

why does he?

Why is there a hobbo thread on /fa/?

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Thoughts on these?

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i like these better

>> No.13174705

God damn I wish I wasn't poor.

>> No.13175244

Get aliexpress reps yo

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>> No.13175572

What kind of jacket is that?

>> No.13175583

Grey corduroy european G-star release. Found it on... poshmark for $15 mint, legit checks out. It's cut like a moto jacket, with sleeve zippers, and has a backpack pocket in the lower back.

Pants are PRPS, Nike Field Generals, Watch by NoLabel, hat from Void, layered tailored seam ripped tees.

>> No.13175603

>>Grey corduroy european G-star release. Found it on... poshmark for $15 mint, legit checks out. It's cut like a moto jacket, with sleeve zippers, and has a backpack pocket in the lower back.
That's such a great find!

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trawl around poshmark and ebay
look up recolite top
that jacket is a design that gstar reinvents every season. Pic related, for example.

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Will do, spaceman!

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>> No.13175732

>raining death on foreigners
>seventh gen combat jumpjet
>world weariness
>anxiety meds

I'm onboard with this.

>> No.13175797

I really feel like this track captures something we try and touch on

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>> No.13175812

Kith is wack brah

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>> No.13175820

I like them sneaker boots, tho. The local kith in BKLYN hooks me up with Krink from time to time...
besides i hate having to head to manhattan for kicks

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I always thought this short story was pertinent for summing up certain character archetypes in the whole SpaceCore meta-narrative.
The kicker is how the story posits the rise of low-income, low-orbit squatters taking control of abandoned habitats caught in decaying orbits, then living rent, tax & law free - over the radar, as it were, among the husks of dying & obsolete stations.

Bruce Sterling, William Gibson. Red star, winter orbit

Colonel Korolev twisted slowly in his harness, dreaming of winter and
gravity. Young again, a cadet, he whipped his horse across the late November
steppes of Kazakhstan into dry red vistas of Martian sunset. That's wrong,
he thought And woke in the Museum of the Soviet Triumph in Space to the
sounds of Romanenko and the KGB man's wife. They were going at it again
behind the screen at the aft end of the Salyut, restraining straps and
padded hull creaking and thudding rhythmically. Hooves in the snow.
Freeing himself from the harness, Korolev executed a practiced kick
that propelled him into the toilet stall. Shrugging out of his threadbare
coverall, he clamped the commode around his loins and wiped condensed steam
from the steel mirror. His arthritic hand had swollen again during sleep;
the wrist was bird-bone thin from calcium loss. Twenty years had passed
since he'd last known gravity; he'd grown old in orbit.

>> No.13175841

He shaved with a suction razor. A patchwork of broken veins blotched
his left cheek and temple, another legacy from the blowout that had crippled
When he emerged, he found that the adulterers had finished. Romanenko
was adjusting his clothing. The political officer's wife, Valentina, had
ripped the sleeves from her brown coverall; her white arms were sheened with
the sweat of their exertion. Her ash-blond hair rippled in the breeze from a
ventilator. Her eyes were purest cornflower blue, set a little too closely
together, and they held a look half-apologetic, half-conspiratorial. "See
what we've brought you, Colonel
She handed him a tiny airline bottle of cognac. Stunned,
Korolev blinked at the Air France logo embossed on the plastic cap. "It
came in the last Soyuz. In a cucumber, my husband said." She giggled.
"He gave it to me." "We decided you should have it, Colonel," Romanenko
said, grinning broadly. "After all, we can be furloughed at any time."
Korolev ignored the sidelong, embarrassed glance at his shriveled legs and
pale, dangling feet.
He opened the bottle, and the ~rich aroma brought a sudden tingling
rush of blood to his cheeks. He raised it carefully and sucked out a few
milliliters of brandy. It burned like acid. "Christ," he gasped, "it's been
years. I'll get plastered!" he said, laughing, tears blurring his vision.
"My father tells me you drank like a hero, Colonel, in the old days."
"Yes," Korolev said, and sipped again, "I did." The cognac spread
through him like liquid gold. He disliked Romanenko. He'd never liked the
boy's father, either an easygoing Party man, long since settled into lecture
tours, a dacha on the Black Sea, American liquor, French suits, Italian
shoes. . . . The boy had the father's looks, the same clear gray eyes
utterly untroubled by doubt.

>> No.13175842

The alcohol surged through Korolev's thin blood. "You are too
generous," he said. He kicked once, gently, and arrived at his console. "You
must take some sam isdata, American cable broadcasts, freshly intercepted.
Racy stuff! Wasted on an old man like me." He slotted a blank cassette and
punched for the material.
"I'll give it to the gun crew," Romanenko said, grinning. "They can run
it on the tracking consoles in the gun room." The particle-beam station had
always been known as the gun room. The soldiers who manned it were
particularly hungry for this sort of tape.
Korolev ran off a second copy for Valentina.
"It's dirty?" She looked alarmed and intrigued. "May we come again,
Colonel? Thursday at 2400?"
Korolev smiled at her. She had been a factory worker before she'd been
singled out for space. Her beauty made her useful as a propaganda tool, a
role model for the proletariat. He pitied her now, with the cognac coursing
through his veins, and found it impossible to deny her a little happiness.
"A midnight rendezvous in the museum, Valentina? Romantic!"

>> No.13175843

She kissed his cheek, wobbling in free fall. "Thank you, my Colonel."
"You're a prince, Colonel," Romanenko said, slapping Korolev's
matchstick shoulder as gently as he could. After countless hours on an
exerciser, the boy's arms bulged like a blacksmith's.
Korolev watched the lovers carefully make their way out into the
central docking sphere, the junction of three aging Salyuts and two
corridors. Romanenko took the "north" corridor to the gun room; Valentina
went in the opposite direction to the next junction sphere and the Salyut
where her husband slept.
There were five docking spheres in Kosmograd, each with its three
linked Salyuts. At opposite ends of the complex were the military
installation ~nd the satellite launchers. Popping, humming, and wheezing,
the station had the feel of a subway and the dank metallic reek of a tramp
Korolev had another pull at the bottle. Now it was half-empty. He hid
it in one of the museum's exhibits, a NASA Hasselblad recovered from the
site of the Apollo landing. He hadn't had a drink since his last furlough,
before the blowout. His head swam in a pleasant, painful current of drunken
Drifting back to his console, he accessed a section of memory where the
collected speeches of Alexci Kosygin had been covertly erased and replaced
with his personal collection of samisdata, digitized pop music, his boyhood
favorites from the Eighties. He had British groups taped from West German
radio, Warsaw Pact heavy metal, American imports from the black market.

>> No.13175850

Putting on his headphones, he punched for the Czestochowa reggae of Brygada
Cryzis. After all the years, he no longer really heard the music, but images
came rushing back with an aching poignancy. In the Eighties he'd been a
long-haired child of the Soviet elite, his father's Position placing him
effectively beyond the reach of the Moscow police. He remembered feedback
howling through the speakers in the hot darkness of a cellar club, th'e
crowd a shadowy checkerboard of denim and bleached hair. He'd smoked
Marlboros laced with powdered Afghani hash. He remembered the mouth of an
American diplomat's daughter in the back seat of her father's black Lincoln.
Names and faces came flooding in on a warm haze of cognac. Nina, the East
German who'd shown him her mimeographed translations of dissident Polish
newssheets Until the night she didn't turn up at the coffee bar. Whispers of
parasitism, of anti-Soviet activity, of the waiting chemical horrors of the
psikuska Korolev started to tremble. He wiped his face and found it bathed
in sweat. He took off the headphones.
It had been fifty years, yet he was suddenly and very intensely afraid.
He couldn't remember ever having been this frightened, not even during the
blowout that had crushed his hip. He shook violently. The lights. The lights
in the Salyut were too bright, but he didn't want to go to the switches. A
simple action, one he performed regularly, yet. . . The switches and their
insulated cables were somehow threatening. He stared, confused. The little
clockwork model of a Lunokhod moon rover, its Velcro wheels gripping the
curved wall, seemed to crouch there like something sentient, poised,
waiting. The eyes of the Soviet space pioneers in the official portraits
were fixed on him with contempt.

>> No.13175852

The cognac. His years in free fall had warped his metabolism. He wasn't
the man he'd once been. But he would remain calm and try to ride it out. If
he threw up, everyone would laugh.
Someone knocked at the entrance to the museum, and Nikita the Plumber,
Kosmograd's premier handyman, executed a perfect slow-motion dive through
the open hatch. The young civilian engineer looked angry. Korolev felt
cowed. "You're up early, Plumber," he said, anxious for some facade of
"Pinhead leakage in Delta Three." He frowned. "Do you understand
Japanese?" The Plumber tugged a cassette from one of the dozen pockets that
bulged on his stained work vest and waved it in Korolev's face. He wore
carefully laundered Levi's and dilapidated Adidas running shoes. "We
accessed this last night." Korolev cowered as though the cassette were a
weapon. "No, no Japanese." The meekness of his own voice startled him. "Only
English and Polish." He felt himself blush. The Plumber was his friend; he
knew and trusted the Plumber, but "Are you well, Colonel?" The Plumber
loaded the tape and punched up a lexicon program with deft, callused
fingers. "You look as though you just ate a bug. I want you to hear this."
Korolev watched uneasily as the tape flickered into an ad for baseball
gloves. The lexicon's Cyrillic subtitles raced across the monitor as a
Japanese voice-over rattIed maniacally.
"The newscast's coming up," said the Plumber, gnawing at a cuticle.
Korolev squinted anxiously as the translation slid across the face of
the Japanese announcer:
"Cosmic," the Plumber muttered. "Glitch in the lexicon."

>> No.13175853

"Smug bastards." The Plumber snorted. "I tell you, it's that goddamned
KGB man Yefremov. He's had a hand in this!"
"They're shutting us down!" The Plumber's face contorted with rage.
Korolev twisted away from the screen, shaking uncontrollably. Sudden
tears peeled from his lashes in free-fall droplets. "Leave me alone! I can
do nothing!" "What's wrong, Colonel?" The Plumber grabbed his shoulders.
"Look me in the face. Someone's dosed you with the Fear!"
"Go away!" Korolev begged. "That little spook bastard! What has he
given you? Pills? An injection?" Korolev shuddered. "I had a drink " "He
gave you the Fear! You a sick old man! I'll break his face!" The Plumber
jerked his knees up, somersaulted backward, kicked off from a handhold
overhead, and catapulted out of the room.

>> No.13175856

"Wait! Plumber!" But the Plumber had zipped through the docking sphere
like a squirrel, vanishing down the corridor, and now Korolev felt that he
couldn't bear to be alone. In the distance he could hear metallic echoes of
distorted, angry shouts.
Trembling, he closed his eyes and waited for someone to help him.
He'd asked Psychiatric Officer Bychkov to help him dress in his old
uniform, the one with the Star of the Tsiolkovsky Order sewn above the left
breast pocket. The black dress boots of heavy quilted nylon, with their
Velcro soles, would no longer fit his twisted feet; so his feet remained
Bychkov's injection had straightened him out within an hour, leaving
him alternately depressed and furiously angry. Now he waited in the museum
for Yefremov to answer his summons.
They called his home the Museum of the Soviet Triumph in Space, and as
his rage subsided, to be replaced with an ancient bleakness, he felt very
much as if he were simply another one of the exhibits. He stared gloomily at
the gold-framed portraits of the great visionaries of space, at the faces of
Tsiolkovsky, Rynin, Tupolev. Below these, in slightly smaller frames, were
portraits of Verne, Goddard, and O'Neill.
In moments of extreme depression he had sometimes imagined that he
could detect a common strangeness in their eyes, particularly in the eyes of
the two Americans. Was it simply craziness, as he sometimes thought in his
most cynical moods? Or was he able to glimpse a subtle manifestation of some
weird, unbalanced force that he had often suspected of being human evolution
in action?

>> No.13175861

Korolev gritted his teeth. "What have you done with the boy?"
"Your Plumber?" The political officer frowned. "He has assaulted an
officer of the Committee for State Security. He will remain under guard
until he can be taken to Baikonur."
Korolev attempted an unpleasant laugh. "Let him go. You'll be in too
much trouble yourself to press charges. I'll speak with Marshal Gubarev
personally. My rank may be entirely honorary, Yefremov, but I do retain a
certain influence."
The KGB man shrugged. "The gun crew are under orders from Baikonur to
keep the communications module under lock and key. Their careers depend on
"Martial law, then?" "This isn't Kabul, Colonel. These are difficult
times. You have the moral authority here; you should try to set an example."
"We shall see," Korolev said.
Kosmograd swung out of Earth's shadow into raw sunlight. The walls of
Korolev's Salyut popped and creaked like a nest of glass bottles. A Salyut's
viewports, Korolev thought absently, fingering the broken veins at his
temple, were always the first things to go.
Young Grishkin seemed to have the same thought. He drew a tube of caulk
from an ankle pocket and began to inspect the seal around the viewport. He
was the Plumber's assistant and closest friend.

>> No.13175864

"We must now vote," Korolev said wearily. Eleven of Kosmograd's
twenty-four civilian crew members had agreed to attend the meeting, twelve
if he counted himself. That left thirteen who were either unwilling to risk
involvement or else actively hostile to the idea of a strike. Yefremov and
the six-man gun crew brought the total number of those not present to
twenty. "We've discussed our demands. All those in favor of the list as it
stands " He raised his good hand. `three others raised theirs. Grishkin,
busy at the viewport stuck out his foot.
Korolev sighed. "There are few enough as it is. We'd best have
unanimity. Let us hear your objections."
"The term military custody," said a biological technician named
Korovkin, "might be construed as implying that the military, and not the
criminal Yefremov, is responsible for the situation." The man looked acutely
uncomfortable. "We are in sympathy otherwise but will not sign. We are Party
members." He seemed about to add something but fell silent. "My mother," his
wife said quietly, "was Jewish."
Korolev nodded, but he said nothing. "This is all criminal
foolishness," said Glushko, the botanist. Neither he nor his wife had voted.
"Madness. Kosmograd is finished, we all know it, and the sooner home the
better. What has this place ever been but a prison?" Free fall disagreed
with the man's metabolism; in the absence of gravity, blood tended to
congest in his face and neck, making him resemble one of his experimental

>> No.13175865

"You are a botanist, Vasili," his wife said stiffly, "while I, you will
recall, am a Soyuz pilot. Your career is not at stake."
"I will not support this idiocy!" Glushko gave the bulkhead a savage
kick that propelled him from the room. His wife followed, complaining
bitterly in the grating undertone crew members learned to employ for private
"Five are willing to sign," Korolev said, "out of a civilian crew of
"Six," said Tatiana, the other Soyuz pilot, her dark hair drawn back
and held with a braided band of green nylon webbing. "You forget the
"The sun balloons!" cried Grishkin, pointing toward the earth. "Look!"
Kosmograd was above the coast of California now, clean shorelines,
intensely green fields, vast decaying cities whose names rang with a strange
magic. High above a fleece of stratocumulus floated five solar balloons,
mirrored geodesic spheres tethered by power lines; they had been a cheaper
substitute for a grandiose American plan to build solar-powered satellites.
The things worked, Korolev supposed, because for the last decade he'd
watched them multiply.

>> No.13175866


"And they say that people live in those things?" Systems Officer Stoiko
had joined Grishkin at the viewport.
Korolev remembered the pathetic flurry of strange American energy
schemes in the wake of the Treaty of Vienna. With the Soviet Union firmly in
control of the world's oil flow, the Americans had seemed willing to try
anything. Then the Kansas meltdown had permanently soured them on reactors.
For more than three decades they'd been gradually sliding into isolationism
and industrial decline. Space, he thought ruefully, they should have gone
into space. He'd never understood the strange paralysis of will that had
seemed to grip their brilliant early efforts. Or perhaps it was simply a
failure of imagination, of vision. You see, Americans, he said silently, you
really should have tried to join us here in our glorious future, here in
"Who would want to live in something like that?" Stoiko asked, punching
Grishkin's shoulder and laughing with the quiet energy of desperation.
"You're joking," said Yefremov. "Surely we're all in enough trouble as
it is."
"We're not joking, Political Officer Yefremov, and these are our
demands." The five dissidents had crowded into the Salyut the man shared
with Valentina, backing him against the aft screen. The screen was decorated
with a meticulously airbrushed photograph of the premier, who was waving
from the back of a tractor. Valentina, Korolev knew, would be in the museum
now with Romanenko, making the straps. creak. The colonel wondered how
Romanenko so regularly managed to avoid his duty shifts in the gun room.

>> No.13175869

Yefremov shrugged. He glanced down the list of demands. "The Plumber
must remain in custody. I have direct orders. As for the rest of this
document "
"You are guilty of unauthorized use of psychiatric drugs!" Grishkin
"That was entirely a private matter," said Yefremay calmly.
"A criminal act," said Tatiana. "Pilot Tatjana, we both know that
Grishkin here is the station's most active samisdata pirate! We are all
criminals, don't you see? That's the beauty of our system, isn't it?" His
sudden, twisted smile was shockingly cynical. "Kosmograd is not the
Potemkin, and you are not revolutionaries. And you demand to communicate
with Marshal Gubarev? He is in custody at Baikonur. And you demand to
communicate with the minister of technology? The minister is leading the
purge." With a decisive gesture he ripped the printout to pieces, scraps of
yellow flimsy scattering in free fall like slow-motion butterflies.
On the ninth day of the strike, Korolev met with Grishkin and Stoiko in
the Salyut that Grishkin would ordinarily have shared with the Plumber.
For forty years the inhabitants of Kosmograd had fought an antiseptic
war against mold and mildew. Dust, grease, and vapor wouldn't settle in free
fall, and spores lurked everywhere in padding, in clothing, in the
ventilation ducts. In the warm, moist petri-dish atmosphere, they spread
like oil slicks. Now there was a reek of dry rot in the air, overlaid with
ominous whiffs of burning insulation.

>> No.13175872

Korolev's sleep had been broken by the hollow thud of a departing Soyuz
lander. Glushko and his wife, he supposed. During the past forty-eight
hours, Yefremov had supervised the evacuation of the crew members who had
refused to join the strike. The gun crew kept to the gun room and their
barracks ring, where they still held Nikita the Plumber.
Grishkin's Salyut had become strike headquarters. None of the male
strikers had shaved, and Stoiko had contracted a staph infection that spread
across his forearms in angry welts. Surrounded by lurid pinups from American
television, they resembled some degenerate trio of pornographers. The lights
were dim; Kosmograd ran on half-power. "With the others gone," Stoiko said,
"our hand is strengthened."
Grishkin groaned. His nostrils were festooned with white streamers of
surgical cotton. He was convinced that Yefremov would try to break the
strike with betacarboline aerosols. The cotton plugs were just one symptom
of the general level of strain and paranoia. Before the evacuation order had
come from Baikonur, one of the technicians had taken to playing
Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture at shattering volume for hours on end. And
Glushko had chased his wife, naked, bruised, and screaming, up and down the
length of Kosmograd. Stoiko had accessed the KGB man's files and Bychkov's
psychiatric records; meters of yellow printout curled through the corridors
in flabby spirals, rippling in the current from the ventilators.

>> No.13175874


"Think what their testimony will be doing to us groundside," muttered
Grishkin. "We won't even get a trial. Straight to the psikuska." The
sinister nickname for the political hospitals seemed to galvanize the boy
with dread. Korolev picked apathetically at a viscous pudding of chiorella.
Stoiko snatched a drifting scroll of printout and read aloud. "Paranoia
with a tendency to overesteem ideas! Revisionist fantasies hostile to the
social system!" He crumpled the paper. "If we could seize the communications
module, we could tie into an American comsat and dump the whole thing in
their laps. Perhaps that would show Moscow something about our hostility!"
Korolev dug a stranded fruit fly from his algae pudding. Its two pairs
of wings and bifurcated thorax were mute testimony to Kosmograd's high
radiation levels. The insects had escaped from some forgotten experiment;
generations of them had infested the station for decades. "The Americans
have no interest in us," Korolev said. "Muscow can no longer be embarrassed
by such revelations."
"Except when the grain shipments are due," Grishkinsaid.
"America needs to sell as badly as we need to buy." Korolev grimly
spooned more chlorella into his mouth, chewed mechanically, and swallowed.
"The Americans couldn't reach us even if they desired to. Canaveral is in
"We're low on fuel," Stoiko said. "We can take it from the remaining
landers," Korolev said. "Then how in hell would we get back down?"
Grishkin's fists trembled. "Even in Siberia, there are trees, trees; the
sky! To hell with it! Let it fall to pieces! Let it fall and burn!"
Korolev's pudding spattered across the bulkhead. "Oh, Christ,"
Grishkin said, "I'm sorry, Colonel. I know you can't go back."

>> No.13175876

When he entered the museum, he found Pilot Tatjana suspended before
that hateful painting of the Mars landing, her cheeks slick with tears.
"Do you know, Colonel, they have a bust of you at Baikonur? In bronze.
I used to pass it on my way to lectures." Her eyes were red-rimmed with
"There are always busts. Academies need them." He smiled and took her
"What was it like that day?" She still stared at the painting.
"I hardly remember. I've seen the tapes so often, now I remember them
instead. My memories of Mars are any schoolchild's." He smiled for her
again. "But it was not like this bad painting. In spite of everything, I'm
still certain of that."
"Why has it all gone this way, Colonel? Why is it ending now? When I
was small I saw all this on televisian. Our future in space was forever "
"Perhaps the Americans were right. The Japanese sent machines instead,
robots to build their orbital factories. Lunar mining failed for us, but we
thought there would at least be a permanent research facility of some kind.
It all had to do with purse strings, I suppose. With men who sit at desks
and make decisions."
"Here is their final decision with regard to Kosmograd." She passed him
a folded scrap of flimsy. "I found this in the printout of Yefremov's orders
from Moscow. They'll allow the station's orbit to decay over the next three
He found that now he too was staring fixedly at the painting he
loathed. "It hardly matters anymore," he heard himself say.

>> No.13175877

And then she was weeping bitterly, her face pressed hard against
Korolev's crippled shoulder.
"But I have a plan, Tatjana," he said, stroking her hair. "You must
He glanced at his old Rolex. They were over eastern Siberia. He
remembered how the Swiss ambassador had presented him with the watch in an
enormous vaulted room in the Grand Kremlin Palace.
It was time to begin. He drifted out of his Salyut into the docking
sphere, batting at a length of printout that tried to coil around his head.
He could still work quickly and efficiently with his good hand. He was
smiling as he freed a large oxygen bottle from its webbing straps. Bracing
himself against a handhold, he flung the bottle across the sphere with all
his strength. It rebounded harmlessly with a harsh clang. He went after it,
caught it, and hurled it again.
Then he hit the decompression alarm. Dust spurted from speakers as a
Klaxon began to wail. Triggered by the alarm, the d~cking bays slammed shut
with a wheeze of hydraulics. Korolev's ears popped. He sneezed, then went
after the bottle again.
The lights flared to maximum brilliance, then flickered out. He smiled
in the darkness, groping for the steel bottle. Stoiko had provoked a general
systems crash. It hadn't been difficult. The memory banks were already
riddled to the point of collapse with bootlegged television broadcasts. "The
real bare-knuckle stuff," he muttered, banging the bottle against the wall.
The lights flickered on weakly as emergency cells came on line.
His shoulder began to ache. Stoically he continued pounding,
remembering the din a real blowout caused. It had to be good. It had to fool
Yefremov and the gun crew.
With a squeal, the manual wheel of one of the hatches began to rotate.
It thumped open, finally, and Tatjana looked in, grinning shyly.
"Is the Plumber free?" he asked, releasing the bottle.

>> No.13175881

"Stoiko and Umansky are reasoning with the guard." She drove a fist
into her open palm. "Grishkin is preparing the landers."
He followed her up to the next docking sphere. Stoiko was helping the
Plumber through the hatch that led from the barracks ring. The Plumber was
barefoot, his face greenish under a scraggly growth of beard. Meteorologist
Umansky followed them, dragging the limp body of a soldier.
"How are you, Plumber?" Korolev asked. "Shaky. They've kept me on the
Fear. Not big doses, but and I thought that that was a real blowout!"
Grishkin slid out of the Soyuz lander nearest Korolev, trailing a
bundle of tools and meters of a nylon lanyard. "They all check out. The
crash left them under their own automatics. I've been at their remotes with
a screwdriver so they can't be overridden by ground control. How are you
doing, my Nikita?" he asked the Plumber. "You'll be going in steep to
central China."
The Plumber winced, shook himself, and shivered. "I don't speak
Stoiko handed him a printout. "This is in phonetic Mandarin. I WISH TO
The Plumber grinned and ran his fingers through his thatch of
sweat-stiffened hair. "What about the rest of you?" he asked.
"You think we're doing this for your benefit alone?" Tatjana made a
face at him. "Make sure the Chinese news services get the rest of that
scroll, Plumber. Each of us has a copy. We'll see that the world knows what
the Soviet Union intends to do to Colonel Yuri Vasilevich Korolev, first man
on Mars!" She blew the Plumber a kiss.

>> No.13175883

"How about Filipchenko here?" Umansky asked. A few dark spheres of
congealed blood swung crookedly past the unconscious soldier's cheek.
"Why don't you take the poor bastard with you," Korolev said.
"Come along then, shithead," the Plumber said, grabbing Filipchenko's
belt and towing him toward the Soyuz hatch. "I, Nikita the Plumber, will do
you the favor of your miserable lifetime."
Korolev watched as Stoiko and Grishkin sealed the hatch behind them.
"Where are Romanenko and Valentina?" Korolev asked, checking his watch
"Here, my colonel," Valentina said, her blond hair floating around her
face in the hatch of another Soyuz. "We have been checking this one out."
She giggled.
"Time enough for that in Tokyo," Korolev snapped. "They'll be
scrambling jets in Vladivostok and Hanoi within minutes."
Romanenko's bare, brawny arm emerged and yanked her back into the
lander. Stoiko and Grishkin sealed the hatch.
"Peasants in space." Tatjana made a spitting noise.
Kosmograd boomed hollowly as the Plumber, with the unconscious
Filipchenko, cast off. Another boom and the lovers were off as well.
"Come along, friend Umansky," said Stoiko. "And farewell, Colonel!" The
two men headed down the corridor.
"I'll go with you," Grishkin said to Tatiana. He grinned. "After all,
you're a pilot."
"No," she said. "Alone. We'll split the odds. You'll be fine with the
automatics. Just don't touch anything on the board."
Korolev watched her help him into the sphere's last Soyuz.
"I'll take you dancing, Tatjana," Grishkin said, "in Tokyo."
She sealed the hatch. Another boom, and Stoiko and Umansky had cast off
from the next docking sphere.

>> No.13175884

"Go now, Tatiana," Korolev said. "Hurry. I don't want them shooting you
down over international waters."
"That leaves you here alone, Colonel, alone with our enemies."
"When you've gone, they'll go as well," he said. "And I depend on your
publicity to embarrass the Kremlin into keeping me alive here."
"And what shall I tell them in Tokyo, Colonel? Have you a message for
the world?"
"Tell them . . ." and every cliche came rushing to him with an absolute
rightness that made him want to laugh hysterically: One small step... We
came in peace
Workers of the world.... "You must tell them that I need it," he said,
pinching his shrunken wrist, "in my very bones."
She embraced him and slipped away.
He waited alone in the docking sphere. The silence scratched away at
his nerves; the systems crash had deactivated the ventilation system, whose
hum he'd lived with for twenty years. At last he heard Tatjana's Soyuz
Someone was coming down the corridor. It was Yefremov, moving clumsily
in a vacuum suit. Korolev smiled.
Yefremov wore his bland, official mask behind the Lexan faceplate, but
he avoided meeting Korolev's eyes as he passed. He was heading for the gun
"No!" Korolev shouted. The Klaxon blared the station's call to full
battle alert. The gun-room hatch was open when he reached it. Inside, the
soldiers were moving jerkily in the galvanized reflex of constant drill,
yanking the broad straps of their console seats across the chests of their
bulky suits.
"Don't do it!" He clawed at the stiff accordion fabric of Yefremov's
suit. One of the accelerators powered up with a staccato whine. On a
tracking screen, green cross hairs closed in on a red dot.

>> No.13175885

Yefremov removed his helmet. Calmly, with no change in his expression,
he backhanded Korolev with the helmet.
"Make them stop!" Korolev sobbed. The walls shook as a beam cut loose
with the sound of a cracking whip. "Your wife, Yefremov! She's out there!"
"Outside, Colonel." Yefremov grabbed Korolev's arthritic hand and
squeezed. Korolev screamed. "Outside." A gloved fist struck him in the
Korolev pounded helplessly on the vacuum suit as he was shoved out into
the corridor. "Even I, Colonel, dare not come between the Red Army and its
orders." Yefremov looked sick now; the mask had crumbled. "Fine sport," he
said. "Wait here until it's over."
Then Tatjana's Soyuz struck the beam installation and the barracks
ring. In a split-second daguerreotype of raw sunlight, Korolev saw the gun
room wrinkle and collapse like a beer can crushed under a boot; he saw the
decapitated torso of a soldier spinning away from a console; he saw Yefremov
try to speak, his hair streaming upright as vacuum tore the air in his suit
out through his open helmet ring. Fine twin streams of blood arced from
Korolev's nostrils, the roar of escaping air replaced by a deeper roaring in
his head.
The last thing Korolev remembered hearing was the hatch door slamming

>> No.13175886

When he woke, he woke to darkness, to pulsing agony behind his eyes,
remembering old lectures. This was as great a danger as the blowout itself,
nitrogen bubbling through the blood to strike with white-hot, crippling
pain... But it was all so remote, so academic, really. He turned the wheels
of the hatches out of some strange sense of noblesse oblige, nothing more.
The labor was quite onerous, and he wished very much to return to the museum
and sleep.
He could repair the leaks with caulk, but the systems crash was beyond
him. He had Glushko's garden. With the vegetables and algae, he wouldn't
starve or smother. The communications module had gone with the gun room and
the barracks ring, sheared from the station by the impact of Tatjana's
suicidal Soyuz. He assumed that the collision had perturbed Kosmograd's
orbit, but he had no way of predicting the hour of the station's final
incandescent meeting with the upper atmosphere. He was often ill now, and he
often thought that he might die before burnout, which disturbed him.
He spent uncounted hours screening the museum's library of tapes. A
fitting pursuit for the Last Man in Space who had once been the First Man on Mars.
He became obsessed with the icon of Gagarin, endlessly rerunning the
grainy television images of the Sixties, the newsreels that led so
unalterably to the cosmonaut's death. The stale air of Kosmograd swam with
the spirits of martyrs. Gagarin, the first Salyut crew, the Americans
roasted alive in their squat Apollo...

>> No.13175891

Often he dreamed of Tatjana, the look in her eyes like the look he'd
imagined in the eyes of the museum's portraits. And once he woke, or dreamed
he woke, in the Salyut where she had slept, to find himself in his old
uniform, with a battery-powered work light strapped across his forehead.
From a great distance, as though he watched a newsreel on the museum's
monitor, he saw himself rip the Star of the Tsiolkovsky Order from his
pocket and staple it to her pilot's certificate.
When the knocking came, he knew that it must be a dream as well.
The hatch wheeled open. In the bluish, flickering light from the old
film, he saw that the woman was black. Long corkscrews of matted hair rose
like cobras around her head. She wore goggles, a silk aviator's scarf
twisting behind her in free fall. "Andy," she said in English, "you better
come see this!"
A small, muscular man, nearly bald, and wearing only a jockstrap and a
jangling toolbelt, floated up behind her and peered in. "Is he alive?"
"Of course I am alive," said Korolev in slightly accented English.
The man called Andy sailed in over her head. "You okay, Jack?" His
right bicep was tattooed with a geodesic balloon above crossed lightning
bolts and bore the legend SUNSPARK 15, UTAH. "We weren't expecting anybody."
"Neither was I," said Korolev, blinking. "We've come to live here,"
said the woman, drifting closer. "We're from the balloons. Squatters, I
guess you could say. Heard the place was empty. You know the orbit's
decaying on this thing?" The man executed a clumsy midair somersault, the
tools clattering on his belt. "This free fall's outrageous."
"God," said the woman, "I just can't get used to it! It's wonderful.
It's like skydiving, but there's no wind."

>> No.13175894

Korolev stared at the man, who had the blundering, careless look of
someone drunk on freedom since birth. "But you don't even have a launchpad," he said.

>> No.13175895

"Launchpad?" the man said, laughing. "What we do, we haul these surplus
booster engines up the cables to the balloons, drop `em, and fire `em in
"That's insane," Korolev said. "Got us here, didn't it?"
Korolev nodded. If this was all a dream, it was a very peculiar one. "I
am Colonel Yuri Vasilevich Koro1ev."
"Mars!" The woman clapped her hands. "Wait'll the kids hear that." She
plucked the little Lunokhod moon-rover model from the bulkhead and began to
wind it.
"Hey," the man said, "I gotta work. We got a bunch of boosters outside.
We gotta lift this thing before it starts burning."
Something clanged against the hull. Kosmograd rang with the impact.
"That'll be Tulsa," Andy said, consulting a wristwatch. "Right on time."
"But why?" Korolev shook his head, deeply confused. "Why have you
"We told you. To live here. We can enlarge this thing, maybe build
more. They said we'd never make it living in the balloons, but we were the
only ones who could make them work. It was our one chance to get out here on
our own. Who'd want to live out here for the sake of some government, some
army brass, a bunch of pen pushers? You have to want a frontier want it in
your bones, right?"
Korolev smiled. Andy grinned back. "We grabbed those power cables and
just pulled ourselves straight up. And when you get to the top, well, man,
you either make that big jump or else you rot there." His voice rose. "And
you don't look back, no sir! We've made that jump, and we're here to stay!"

>> No.13175904

The woman placed the model's Velcro wheels against the curved wall and released it. It went scooting along above their heads, whirring merrily.
"Isn't that cute? The kids are just going to love it."
Korolev stared into Andy's eyes. Kosmograd rang again, jarring the
little Lunokhod model onto a new course.
"East Los Angeles," the woman said. "That's the one with the kids in
it." She took off her goggles, and Korolev saw her eyes brimming over with a
wonderful lunacy.

"Well," said Andy, rattling his toolbelt, "you feel like showing us

Hope y'all enjoyed it, and I hope y'all got the vast distance between a bureaucrat and ex military man like Korolev and a non-ordained, 'drunk on freedom' cosmonaut, like the squatters are.

Can you apply these two archetypes, either whole or in part, to the crew of ALIEN? The corporate brass in ALIENS? The lone rebel of Silent Running? The Thing?

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Anon my mean attention span lasts only 5.787*(10^(-5)) rotations. You can't expect me to read all that shit.

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I totally understand. It's flavor text, ya know? up to whoever wants to to read it if they want archetypes more clearly defined.

Found a pic

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Why don't you ever just buy a bunch of weird looking AliExpress Frankenstien creations that would fit your styles like lunarcore

I find a bunch of cheap weird looking/intriguing shoes on Aliexpress, DH gate, etc.

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I've considered it for the first time tonight, actually. There are some crazy looking kicks out there, and my cobbler is fire.

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Found tapered curve leg dazzle camo. Wear it with Nike Flysteppers in the same palette range, and a faded seam ripped tailored tee up top.

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RTW garments actually intended as LunarCore. Coach does ok, but they seem to err on the side of safety often enough to be missing mark.

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Look at this weird shit that's only $30

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holy fuck!!!!
With sandpaper, leather dye and a stencil kit.... oh shit. Time to stock up on aerosol dyes.

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>> No.13176189

there's something really big waiting to be done with reworked nonames from the far east. I can feel it. Great idea you've got.

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That's what i wanted to do since im broke right now
I Wanna make canvas high top/shin boots from these as a base and sewing extra canvas at the ankle.

>> No.13176211

You're gonna need either super duty needles or canvas that's nice and slubby with a wide weave. What size are you? I'll send you my extra palladiums.

ORRRRRR you could source your ankle sleeves from white women's jeans, and aerosol dye the whole thing after or dye the denim ahead of time.

>> No.13176220
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I have a bunch of 1950s Air Canada Bags i got for super cheap like 50cents per bag, ended up getting at least 5-10 bags and fairly thicc

Gonna use 1 or 2 of them and make a ankle shin top and sew it with denim needles and add some Velcro straps or button snap straps to the high top part to go with the straps on the bottom

Heres an internet pic of what they sortve look like

>> No.13176223

That's even better! Yer a fawkin genius! Will the text and numbering be at all visible?

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I think I might invert the bag so the txt is inside so it looks more uniform and more like a shoe instead of a shoe with some random thing sewn on

I might make a Canadian version of the Japanese mail bag bomber though idk..

>> No.13176257

Inverting it is gonna look perfect, showing the seams is gonna up the surplus factor and LC's always been about the wiring under the board.

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Looks interesting, will read when I get home from work tonight!

>> No.13177028

Thanks for that. Last time I read that story was ten years ago while coming up on dxm.

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Too obvious as a lunarcore watch? Or needs something cheaper?

>> No.13177081

Look at NoLabel.

>> No.13177100

Oh shit, that is the perfect time. Perfect. Wow. I envy you. Reading or watching docus on DXM changed my life for the better forever. Decade+ later I still feel the rewards.

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They're stylish but I still imagine something more utilitarian than that, like pic related. Or even full Ripley with the Seiko or any of the other guiriaro designs.

>> No.13177320

....did micheal j fox take the picture anon? ffs.

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>> No.13177719

DaFuq u think this is? /lit/?

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>> No.13177904


Too baggy
Not enough pockets
Too many buttons

Looks like palewave/lunar/Seinfeld core

>> No.13177937

Same, friend.

>> No.13177940

Is this the summer lunar core goes mainstream?

I actually haven't put any thought into what I'll be wearing this summer but I do know I don't want to do anything from last summer..

>> No.13177950

where do I go to buy these?

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Coach tried and failed. So did others. They want to grasp it real bad, its been in loadsa mags and blogs, but motherfuckers cannot grasp this is not a club you buy your way into.
Look at this shit, pic related, overpriced meh kicks cause they gots a govurnnmunt agency on the strap, hyuk

mainstream is gonna TRY and get it real hard for a while, trust. Meanwhile we gonna be that one kid in the skate park tackling the 15 foot vert by hisself.

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Luckily haven't seen any normie wear it yet
So it's still fun and unique

>> No.13178207

I've seen hints of it in the wild, converted a few friends and I've even seen several people who I coulda sworn gave me the stink eye... There were a few cats rocking it in manhattan.

But not to the levels we tend to aim for...

>> No.13178212

these are nice

>> No.13178230
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>Got rid of somer buttons, turned his huge coat into a bomber, made sweater a polo

>> No.13178231

I'm hoping venuscore goes big this summer.

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Nice 90s/Seinfeld norm core
But unfortunately doesntly really feel like lunarcore and thst goes for

As well.

>> No.13178456

It's none existent in the mid west of Canada Prime.

So I'm a character where ever I go lol

>> No.13178551

That's a very good thing if you can back it up with an inherently poppin' personality.

>> No.13179308

Wtc lunarcore hats for summer

>> No.13179340

I love BLAME! but what does it have to do with Lunarcore?

>> No.13179346
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Style and attitude.

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Pretty tame fit, but trying to live that lunar lyfe

>> No.13180024

lunar quads

>> No.13180064

I like it!
Add some more exciting footwear and it would be really good.

>> No.13180066

Id please?

>> No.13180143

Cool fit! I agree, maybe some lunar boots and you've got yourself a winner!

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Gotchu senpai

>> No.13180438
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Need them gortex converse

>> No.13180657

Never been a fan of how Converse feel on my feet, but those are lunar af

>> No.13180764

Anyone got links to some affordable lunar cargos?

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>> No.13180794

I've always thought yeezy boots had an ugly silhouette but this fit makes them work

>> No.13180800

Sold out gotta find em used gore tex converse urban hikers

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Love the fit! Esp your pants and shoes W2C!?

I like the color and texturebifnthe jacket but seems a little same ol same ol
Maybe sew some pockets on the front of your sweater and throw on a gorka poncho or hoth style jacket or lunar vest when you're inside??

And maybe put some D-ring Eyelets on your laces to make it more futuristic

But nice everyday fit tho

Like said I love the shoes and pants the most

>> No.13181054

It's cool but the only thing that makes it feel overdone are the fingerless gloves.

>> No.13181067

w 2 c

>> No.13181076

Zara or H&M can't remember

>> No.13181081

thank you

>> No.13181454
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Trying to get the Hawaiian shirt fit going

>> No.13181559

Thanks bud, the pants are oil-wash skinny cargos from ASOS, though I'm not sure they sell them anymore. Shoes are Converse Jack Purcell Moto Hi, also not sure if they sell them anymore lol

>> No.13181585

what model is this?

>> No.13181705

Great fit! The Hawaiian adds just a little pop of personalization to the greater lunar tones.

>> No.13181716
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w2c this coat? goes down to the ankles

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>> No.13181883
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Something like this?

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Thanks my man I like it with the jacket on but I'm still deciding how I feel without it

>> No.13182150

Vans skate hi mte

>> No.13182472
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I'm going for Quaritchwave this summer

>> No.13182702

time to visit /fit/ and bulk!

>> No.13182768

Already there, amigo.

>> No.13182784
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Can you literally get more lunar core than with these bad bois

>> No.13183011


Just cause you plaster stuff with moons and nasa logos doesn't mean it's good lunarcore..

>> No.13183038

Pst there is a thing called /fit

>> No.13183065

Where in my original comment did I mention the word 'good', m8, just show me what would look more lunar than that

>> No.13183074

What if they were round

>> No.13183169

what if sometimes they cast a shadow on the sun covering it perfectly

>> No.13183379
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>> No.13183691
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Shitty pic, but these are a pair of drop crotch full zip flight pants from Nicholas K.
One of the sickest lunarcore pieces I've ever found.

>> No.13184014

Sick nasty what material are they made of?

>> No.13184100


>> No.13184193
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Just copped these g stars

>> No.13184222

I think it's a half silk blend. It's kinda rickish, tbqh - It's weird, I ca't find them online but I can find the jackets in that collection. It's... Sleek, Like >>13184100 said

>> No.13184349

let me know how they fit when you get them. i got that pair in the dune color size 28/32 and that shit fit like a 33 in the waist. pretty disappointed.

>> No.13184378

I has a pair. Or ten.

They awesome. They dont riide up your ankles when your sit. They offer a wider range of motion than straight leg pants and they drape pretty nifty with the paneled construction wrapping around your leg.

>> No.13184947

Hoping mine fit well

>> No.13185060


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got my boi to model my clothes for me fuck he looks good

>> No.13185616

better than me to fuck

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>> No.13187000

Is that your Hawaiian shirt? It looks great! Is it real vintage? Is it button-up or half button-up?

>> No.13187537

Those pants look dope

>> No.13187596

How are these for comfort and durability? Looking for something to hike in that i can replace regularly as they wear through

>> No.13188561
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Just thought ppl might find it amusing


The guys who started BeenTrill is aiming to drop a lunarcore line this year.

He is missing the mark pretty badly.
>how do i into creativity?

>> No.13188631

full button its real vintage from India found it a good will

>> No.13188663
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follow my ig if you want.


i post fits sometimes, my shitty illustrations, etc

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ayyyye how much do you like the boots i really want to buy some

durable/comfy/look sick in your opinion/ any nit picks?/how do they do in rain or snow if it happens?

>> No.13188679

it's been pretty hot here desu so i havent been wearing them as much, let alone in the rain. so far the only problem is that they take fucking forever to lace up lmao

>> No.13189096

where to cop some good flight ants or paratrooper type stuff

>> No.13189098


>> No.13189423

ID ?!

>> No.13189995

Genuine question: why do so many tech fits cover the mouth with a mask? Is it because China's air is so polluted?

>> No.13190008
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I honestly think it's a sometimes subconscious attempt to invoke feudal japanese ninjas

Also lets the outfit say more to an onlooker than the person's face does

>> No.13190022


hows the fit on those things compared to regular af1s? tighter, looser?

>> No.13190029

So then "techninja" isn't derogatory but an honest assessment?

>> No.13190060

Absolutely. Goth ninja was a similar deal.

>> No.13190185
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Oh, and i'm dating myself here but that appearance of those dudes sure struck me as a nod to the old PC box art for Syndicate.

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What have we done

>> No.13190414

techwear is supposed to be utilitarian so the mask is supposed to keep your face warm or filter air if it's smoggy. Mostly I think it's for the aesthetic or LARPing as hackerman.

>> No.13190448

What shoes?

>> No.13190542

Ah, so the megacorporations can't use facial recognition tech to track your movements! I hadn't even considered that. Smart!

>> No.13190544

Looks like Palladium Pallabrouse Baggy boots.

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Possible inspo? Ngl i like the costumes from the Ridley Scott movies

>> No.13191260

I thought that too but they look off, unless it's an older model or something, that's not what the bottom of palladium look like

>> No.13191311
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this shit need more flight suits


>> No.13191468

How do flight suits feel to wear out in public?

>> No.13191482

Normal in the winter/snow

>> No.13191486

Also I don't get why it's so weird it's literally the most scientific thing humans can wear if we met super intelligent humanoid aliens I bet you they would be wearing some from of skin tight technological flight suit

>> No.13191630

It's fashion dingus, you're not dressing to functionally operate in space.

>> No.13191775

No I mean why would people think it's goofy just in general when it's the most practical thing you could wear I mean we are in space and on a planet

>> No.13191819

really not sure, never owned a pair of AF1s desu haha. sorry man, not much help i guess :/

>> No.13191900

flight suits are meant to be worn sitting down in a cockpit, standing up all the weight rest on your shoulders and caused me neck pain after a while. I'd mod one with some belt loops to transfer some weight to my hips if I was going to wear one.

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>> No.13192803

It's not practical to be unable to shit without undressing your top

>> No.13192939
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what about these?

>> No.13192995
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these boots <3 also p much anything by heron preston or early helmut

>> No.13193067

I have this exact shoes but cant seem to pull it off without looking like a guy out going paintball.

share fitpics with this boots pls

>> No.13193295


>> No.13193457

Anyone have wip/finished fits? I need more inspo

>> No.13193501
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I have ~10-12, maybe 15 that I actually got around to photographing but erryone seen them shits sometime or another

some are like, 2014 or earlier

First formal attempt, for example

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>you will never own this piece

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Just copped, need to find a decent jacket to match up the colour scheme but thinking a little darker

>> No.13194000


I found this when reverse image searching the pic

>> No.13194170


>> No.13194235

Wow that's fucking awesome! Wonder how much it costs

>> No.13194239

Thank you!

>> No.13194247
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Hey Pseudo, should I cop this? I really like ripstop fabric. I only have one concern: these pants have both drawstrings AND belt loops.

What should I do about that? Do I forego wearing a tech belt or do I wear a belt and let the drawstrings hang down beneath it?

>> No.13194506
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What backpack is /lunarcore/?
any suggestions/links?

>> No.13194541

Answered you in GREAT detail in the mars thread

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55 bux

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Just ordered these

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>> No.13194877

>he doesn’t get naked every time he shits

>> No.13194894

ali link?

>> No.13194919
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instapumps look great with some lunarcore fits
just make sure your ankles are out
and you are wearing no or very low socks

>> No.13194945

exactly. Same with the ACG komyuters.

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>> No.13195076

Looks good but get the g star rovic cargo 3d tapper if you can same thing but better

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Dunno, they look a bit too bulky to me and the ankles arent anywhere near tappered enough for my tastes. But thanks for the suggestion.

>> No.13195114

yeah but they look way better though.

>> No.13195120

Np just thought I'd mention them those reminded me of em cheers space brother

>> No.13195132

I unironically need cargo pants for the spring/summer/fall in my workplace. I lack an ass and jeans do not look good on me when bending electrical pipes and pulling wires.

>> No.13195143
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Why dont you have work cargos?

>> No.13195547


sheeit w2c?

>> No.13195554

those look siiiick.

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Vaughn Bodē is one of my favorite cartoonists. Cheech Wizard is master race.

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How are these? $20 on aliexpress.

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>> No.13195874

Thanks spaceman!

>> No.13196090

I like em. How do you guys find good shit like this on aliexpress?

>> No.13197465

endless hours of scrolling

>> No.13197645
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What to wear with this?

>> No.13197659

Loose fitting olive pants, bunched at the ankle. Low top off white sneakers. Shawl collared top underneath.

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Post lunar-core color pallettes

>> No.13197666

I'm >>13195840 btw. would this be fine with it?

>> No.13197671

orange turtleneck

>> No.13197674
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Tapered Cargo Joggers. Also Probably Some Colorful High Tops

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Not him, but try this.

>> No.13197810

I actually think the women’s pieces are quite good

>> No.13198113
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Would it be more lunar to sew this on raw edged? On an old bomber jacket I had kicking about.

Heat pressed vinyl took hours to weed

>> No.13198427

Can you wear jeans with lunar core? any examples of making it work?

>> No.13198557

That's fly as hell!

>> No.13198643

No. Just no.

>> No.13198766

What are these?

>> No.13198803

Palladium hi-top leather boots, discontinued colorway rad as hell!

>> No.13198806

Correcting myself: Palladium Pampa Tactical boots. Use the image search, lots of results on Amazon.

>> No.13198912

Anyone that tells you no like >>13198643 is probably an uncreative baby. Some light colored denim would probably work well

>> No.13198948

Sure, why not?
You know what else would be cool? Plaid. Let's make plaid lunarcore too. Who gives a fuck if it totally doesn't go with the aesthetics. Maybe we should add some golf shoes too! And top hats while we're at it!

>> No.13198986

i think it might just be blue denim some faded grey tapered jeans with those vapor metal pallis might look dope

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>> No.13199020

out of stock everywhere wish i could find them

also have no idea what size to order can only find 11 max

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I've said this before but I think grey denim can go pretty well with the aesthetic. It might not be "lunar" in and of itself, but I have a gray denim jacket that I think would look pretty fantastic shrugged on over an otherwise lunar fit. It tones down the costumey vibe lunarcore sometimes has, but matches the color scheme perfectly and fits fairly well thematically. You know, that whole "blue collar .... BUT IN SPACE!!!" thing.

I think you could flip that fairly well too; throw on a lunar jacket, boots, but swap out the cargo pants for some grey jeans. If you can't see grey denim going along with any of the lunar fits people post here then I question your imagination. One of these days some extra on The Expanse or some similar show is going to sport a beat-up trucker jacket and then denim will suddenly have always been an acceptable part of the aesthetic.

>> No.13199387

I have worn super-light faded blue jeans with Palladiums in vapor and while the fit looked good, I would never call it "lunar."

I think upper body denim could maybe work, but only if pants, shoes, and everything else are all sufficiently lunar and correct colorway. Maybe wear a ribbed tee underneath a grey denim jacket, but still wear nylon cargos and moon boots.

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Could this jacket work on a lunar fit. It's a womens jacket

>> No.13199410

>I have worn super-light faded blue jeans with Palladiums in vapor and while the fit looked good, I would never call it "lunar."
I don't think indigo-dyed denim will ever look remotely lunar, but that's a whole other thing, dude. Nobody actually mentioned "blue jeans" before you did.

The fit you described in your second para is pretty much exactly what I'm talking about. I'd love to see somebody try it out and post pics. I'd do it myself, but although I lurk these threads, to date I haven't actually plunked down any money on lunar fits. One of these days.

>> No.13199476

Well I just ordered some orange cargos from ebay, I'll post the fit when they get here.

>> No.13199479

I think so!

>> No.13199483

Poet is a convicted criminal who beats women because he is an old, bald faggot who cannot get it up.

>> No.13199501

These are rad!

>> No.13199508

W2c those pants??

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How about the actual fuckin moon faggot?

>> No.13199676

Do you wear a size larger than 11?

>> No.13199786

He asked if jeans would work with lunarcore, not if jeans ARE lunarcore. You're capable of modifying and adding things to a style without completely diluting it.

>> No.13199843

it is one of the old trek uniforms haha

>> No.13199845

bump for intrst

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I have a pair of these that are pretty beat. Would they work with some olive biker pants and a beige distressed work jacket to get that lunarcore vibe?

>> No.13200251

yeah another y3 ripoff

>> No.13200254

From the waist up you look homeless desu, but the pants and boots look nice

>> No.13200298

yeah generally 12 or 12.5

>> No.13200676

what are those?

>> No.13201143

I think they look terrible, personally. But see what you can do with them, post results, and have fun.

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