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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 11:04 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:23 pm
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Biohazard EXTREME Uenna I keep thinking about this, but I guess I wouldn't know until it happened. I'm the kind of person who can make plans but can never seem to go through with them. xd Knowing me, I'd just live in my basement taking advice from the Zombie Survival Guide until the whole thing blew over. xd Yeah, I'd call up my friend Steve, because he always looks at buildings examining them to see if they'd be useful in a Zombie outbreak, and I'd barricade meself with my Survival guide and say, "Yeah.... Uh huh... Excuse me.... Hey!"
damn, I wished I had a Zombie Survival Guide xp
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 3:34 pm
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(1) Scream, panic, generally freak out. (2) Pack my favourite things in the whole wide world as fast as possible. (3) Run like hell for the nearest gunshop and/or army base. (4) Mug the owner and steal all the guns. (5) Take all the guns I can carry, steal a car, and make my way to the airport, running over everyone I find - if they're a zombie, their heads will be crushed, and if they're human... well, they were gonna die anyway. If they're other creatures, I'd probably scream and shoot them randomly until I manage to hit something. (6) Realise after about six hours that a) I'm getting nowhere, and b) this is very like a certain game I love. (7) Pretend it's all a roleplaying game, and get my imaginary friends to help. ( cool Having taken all the ammo I can carry too, run back to the gunshop and hide inside it, shooting everything that comes inside, and not going near any windows. (9) When it's been silent for over an hour, run like hell and get to the nearest airport, screaming like a madwoman about zombie and hoping the police don't come after me because I've left the city. ^^;;; (10) Fly to America and cower in fear under my best-friend Emi's bed for the next six months.
*giggles* Sorry if that sounds nuts. I have an odd imagination. But yeah. I can see myself braining the army guy over the head with a bag full of manga and anime, and stealing all his weapons. A tank might be best, though.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 4:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 4:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 4:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 4:46 pm
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Basing this on the fact, that this really happened, my friend and I have actually (As lame as it may sound) went through all the works discussing what we'd do. Seeing how his place is a fort out back, it'd be covered that way, and all we'd have to worry about it the front area. My house can be accessed from all sides not a good idea. Thus as soon as I could, grab my mom and both my cats. (Yes, if they're all alive) and head over there ASAP via car. The interesting thing is, the canal runs behind his house, so you have that seperating you from alot of the other side of it. Only two access points are on it allowing people to come over to the side his house is on, which are two small bridges for maitenance, one at each part of it that the street intersects. Now, there's a brick wall between the canal and the row of houses, his being nearer to one of the bridges. Having that elongated space to make sure nothing's presenting any danger, I could hop over the fence and throw the ladder over for whoever else is with me. Once over the fence, we'd make the small trot across his yard inside and fortify ourselves. By then, Robert's dad, Dennis will have already got the two single barreled shotguns, legalized model of an AK-47, a 9mm handgun, a snub-nose revolver, and winchester rifle ready. That's right, 7, count em' 7 weapons to use. And he has TONS of ammo in his safe. I know I'd be a candidate for wielding some sort of firearm, considering I've shot off 4 clips from a M1 Garand (Rifle used in WW2) and 12 rounds from a .357 magnum, both which my instructor complimented my handling on. Ladies and gentleman, THIS is my itinerary for the "Zombified Nation" scenario. If it comes to it however, we most likely might try and find a safe place, like the nearby Army Armory just in the next town. They have SO many trucks, jeeps, humvees, and weapons, you wouldn't believe. eek
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 5:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 5:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 6:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 6:24 pm
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