[Memery] Zombie Apocalypse Now
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The zombie apocalypse begins - NOW! Whenever you read this, whatever you are doing at this moment - that's when you learn zombies are real, they are in your town, & sooner or later, they are coming for you. What do you do?
The rules:
You are yourself as you are at this moment. You are wearing the clothes you are wearing right now, you are at work, school, home, or wherever you are right now, and you have available to you only the items at your location as they are right now & that you can reasonably acquire. I.e., you can't knock out the desk guard & steal his pistol unless your office has armed security & you reasonably could get a gun away from one of them without getting killed or incapacitated yourself.
You are not superhuman. You can only do things you can physically do - if you failed P.E. & haven't set foot in a gym in 10 years, you are not going to be climbing down elevator shafts or sprinting 15 blocks home. Even accounting for adrenaline, you are as susceptible to fatigue, injury, & illness as you normally are.
You have only the knowledge you have right now. I.e., no saying "I go to the janitor's closet & mix ammonia with jelly beans to produce napalm" unless you actually know the ingredients, proper proportions, directions, & use of homemade napalm.
These rules also apply to all friends, co-workers, neighbors, etc. No fair inventing an ex-Green Beret uncle unless you actually have one.
The zombies are slow-moving & stupid. They cannot communicate - except to attract other zombies to prey by moaning. They do not plan or coordinate actions. They can only be stopped by destroying the brain stem or being vaporized - other injuries may impair or slow them, but don't stop them. Zombification is spread by bite or scratch. Once infected, you weaken, sicken, & die within hours, then rise as a zombie. No one knows how the zombie plague began, or whether zombies are truly the living dead or infected by some bizarre plague. There is no cure or vaccine against zombification.
Variables like probable traffic jams, alternate routes, places of refuge, utilities, panic & chaos, etc., I leave to your judgment & knowledge of your own community, but in general I'd assume normal zombie-movie conditions - looting, car crashes, confusion, ineffective initial police & military response, etc., as the zombie panic spreads.
What do you do? What are your chances of short-term survival? Long-term survival?
ETA: Some of you lot scare me! ;o)
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The zombie apocalypse begins - NOW! Whenever you read this, whatever you are doing at this moment - that's when you learn zombies are real, they are in your town, & sooner or later, they are coming for you. What do you do?
The rules:
You are yourself as you are at this moment. You are wearing the clothes you are wearing right now, you are at work, school, home, or wherever you are right now, and you have available to you only the items at your location as they are right now & that you can reasonably acquire. I.e., you can't knock out the desk guard & steal his pistol unless your office has armed security & you reasonably could get a gun away from one of them without getting killed or incapacitated yourself.
You are not superhuman. You can only do things you can physically do - if you failed P.E. & haven't set foot in a gym in 10 years, you are not going to be climbing down elevator shafts or sprinting 15 blocks home. Even accounting for adrenaline, you are as susceptible to fatigue, injury, & illness as you normally are.
You have only the knowledge you have right now. I.e., no saying "I go to the janitor's closet & mix ammonia with jelly beans to produce napalm" unless you actually know the ingredients, proper proportions, directions, & use of homemade napalm.
These rules also apply to all friends, co-workers, neighbors, etc. No fair inventing an ex-Green Beret uncle unless you actually have one.
The zombies are slow-moving & stupid. They cannot communicate - except to attract other zombies to prey by moaning. They do not plan or coordinate actions. They can only be stopped by destroying the brain stem or being vaporized - other injuries may impair or slow them, but don't stop them. Zombification is spread by bite or scratch. Once infected, you weaken, sicken, & die within hours, then rise as a zombie. No one knows how the zombie plague began, or whether zombies are truly the living dead or infected by some bizarre plague. There is no cure or vaccine against zombification.
Variables like probable traffic jams, alternate routes, places of refuge, utilities, panic & chaos, etc., I leave to your judgment & knowledge of your own community, but in general I'd assume normal zombie-movie conditions - looting, car crashes, confusion, ineffective initial police & military response, etc., as the zombie panic spreads.
What do you do? What are your chances of short-term survival? Long-term survival?
ETA: Some of you lot scare me! ;o)
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Date: 12/1/07 12:34 pm (UTC)That would probably do for starters.
To paraphrase the REM Song...
Date: 12/1/07 12:41 pm (UTC)I have me, my Shrub and my Byron here with me. That's all the really important people accounted for. Everyone else better watch out for my mighty hammer-swinging arm of doom. My organic box came this morning, and the fridge and freezer are pretty full. Tesco's and Sainsbury's are both ripe for the looting in easy yomping distance. I'm settled for the long haul, I think.
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Date: 12/1/07 12:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 12:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 12:52 pm (UTC)Then I suspect see what other makeshift weapons we could make. Syphon petrol from cars if practical, if the area looked safe go into the town center looking for further supplies (weaponry, food, drink).
In parallel with all this I'd have contacted my housemate who knows sacary people and has full security training (including firearms and such like) and probably has access to much weaponry and probably body armour. We'd arrange plans between us and all that too.
I'd live and so would most of the people with me as long as we had reasonabel warning.
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Date: 12/1/07 12:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 12:56 pm (UTC)Oh no, I haven't already thought about this at all!
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Date: 12/1/07 12:57 pm (UTC)Short term - reasonable as anyone elses in the chaos.
Long term - good. got the crew, the skills, and the knowledge
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Date: 12/1/07 12:57 pm (UTC)Then again, I guess vodka bottles would make good molotov cocktails. ;o)
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Date: 12/1/07 01:03 pm (UTC)You won't call me? Bah!
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Date: 12/1/07 01:05 pm (UTC)Theres room in there that we could have our own garden.
I'd avoid malls, super markets and the like, because they draw crazy looters and zombies.
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Date: 12/1/07 01:08 pm (UTC)I reckon, given our extant heirarchical infrastructure, we could arm and equip a couple of small search-and-rescue teams to comb the surrounding area, secure it and rescue survivors (hopefully I'd be able to persuade some to accompany me home (it's less than 10 miles), to grab
Our medical resources are limited but St. Thomas' is just over the river so that would probably be our first target. Food etc. wouldn't be a problem for a little while at least as there is a canteen here and there are plenty of lootable stores in the vicinity. By the time it did become an issue we'd be a significant force to be reckoned with.
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Date: 12/1/07 01:14 pm (UTC)I'm pretty secure here in my office, it's at the top of an old Victorian building and there are three doors I could lock to keep the zombies from me.
But I'd be worried about El, so I'd really have to go and get her.
There's a neighbouring building that's a short drop from my office window, so if the zombies were pawing at the door I could get out that way then make my way to El's work (which isn't all that far away) and take my chances against the zombie horde.
I can arm myself with a metal ruler and a craft knife! Watch out puss-brains, here I come!
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Date: 12/1/07 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 01:31 pm (UTC)Plus I am sure the systems chaps who work in the offices below us will have it all under control!
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Date: 12/1/07 01:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 01:41 pm (UTC)I say the residents of Littleport and Soham are zombiefied anyway so wish me luck.
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Date: 12/1/07 01:46 pm (UTC)On the other hand, if Jane doesn't get zombified I'm going to have to look after her ... and Allison's plumb in the middle of town, and I can hardly just leave her to fight her own way back through the hordes, even though she would probably do it better than I would. Oh, and
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Date: 12/1/07 01:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 01:49 pm (UTC)Get out of work proto would be the main aim, too much potental for zombie swarm due to immobile patients.
Take as many antibiotics and painkillers (empty controlled drug cuboard) and sterile bits and bobs as I can physically carry. After that, raid the shop for easly carried supplies and water. Run to the liburary and nick a decent book on surgery (may be handy later)
Steal Dave's motorbike, or someones bycycle. Get the hell out of dodge and aim for somewhere out of the city. Try and go via home and rescue family. The other option if thats stuffed is aim for north and keep going to my mother's. Perhaps find you lot on the way. My mother lives in an isolated area, chances are the infection will not travel that far as zombies will find it hard to cross the hills to get there.
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Date: 12/1/07 02:05 pm (UTC)About the most vicious weapon I could realistically lay my hands on is either the umbrella in the boot of my car (not very fierce at all), perhaps the twirling staff under my stairs, maybe the snowboard (cumbersome but sharp) in my garage, but the back door is shut, so I'd have to move the bins and open the garage door and I suspect that would attract their attention. Perhaps my wok! That thing weighs a freaking ton.
Meanwhile, I've just been to asda. Phew, lucky I didn't get bitten while I was there! haha...
So I'm stocked up, and my doors are locked.
Short of that, I've got new rock boots by the front door (metal panels ftw) which I can use to kick what little living shit they may have left in them.
Short term prospects? Good...
More than a couple of weeks? I think I'd get so bored, I'd fashion a weapon out of a table leg or somehting and go out and woop some ass.
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Date: 12/1/07 02:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 02:09 pm (UTC)Have you really got no knights in shining armour nearer you or did I just convince you with my incredible confidence and the fact I can make that sort of plan on the spur of the moment that I am your best bet?
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Date: 12/1/07 02:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/1/07 02:17 pm (UTC)