One-Man Infiltration Mission

Agent York regained consciousness in the middle of a snowbank.

He surveyed the wreckage around him. So much for arriving unnoticed. The plane had been shot down, and a quick investigation revealed that the pilot was dead.

York checked his pockets and what was left of the cargo, looking for equipment that hadn't been ruined by the snow. He managed to find a baseball, a fish, a slightly bigger fish, a bonesaw, a fork, a witch's hat, a doorstop, a staple gun, and a calculator.

Digging a little deeper, he found two anchors connected by a single chain. Ah, excellent. His trusty anchor-chucks were still intact. It would have been inconvenient to replace them.

York looked off in the distance. He could see the enemy stronghold from here. They'd probably be on guard; he fully expected a search team to come along just to make sure he was dead. And if he wasn't, they'd see to it that he was.

York had to make his move now. Gathering up his gear, he headed towards the Antarctic base, unsure of what awaited him inside.

Hello, this is a wacky idea I had. Here's how it works.

Some interested person is going to come up with the villainous mastermind who operates this Antartican base (it can follow any theme, it just happens to be in Antarctica). Then, the two of us will collaborate on a story in which Agent York infiltrates this mastermind's base and defeats him, her, or it. (Or them, there can be more than one.)

After Agent York is triumphant, somebody else gets to pick a new villain and then I'll write with them about Agent York infiltrating that base. And so on for as long as we feel like it.

There's no particular objective here, it's just for fun.