On October 04 2010 19:15 r33k wrote: a whole bunch of questions.
What do you expect, once the apocalypse rolls you get a full executive summary of what you are dealing with? The OP said you see people getting eaten by zombies on the street. That's all the information you have. Work with what you have and don't assume anything.
Man i thought i had this planned out, your plan is so much better than any of my thinking of what to do. Luckily for me i live relativly close to a coast with easy to steel yachts, my dad sails and fishs with most of his spare time, we have a large car that would be good for beating down zombies at high speed and 3 guns for protection. This plan is pretty much perfect for me except for one problem, what happens on the boat if you can't fish or more importantly run out of water?
A typical mid size yacht has several hundred liters fresh water tank. If you don't waste that on hygiene it will last you a long time. At least it should give you enough time to construct a device to collect rain water. You should have a well stocked tool box on your yacht and you can get a lot of material from plundering yacht marinas.
They should be rather easy to get to once the infection is spread. The zombies have no reason to stay in abandoned coastal cities. They'll move to where food is so most likely inland. You can scout the port from a safe distance with the binoculars and go there by motorized dinghy. Best bet is to go for other yachts to look for water / supply.
Of course if you are lucky you find an island with fresh water, but this is something to look for on the long run.
I live fairly close to Canada's largest military base, about 2 days walk, so I'd head there asap. On foot through the boonies. No way I'm driving, because there are gonna be a ton of people trying to drive to safety as well. For protection on the way there, I would break into an old friend's house, his parents were huge gun nuts, and had several high powered rifles. I am a capable shooter, did it for many years but never purchased any of my own. Before any cracks on Canada's military come out, I'll point out that there are plenty of tanks, weaponry, etc. Knowing fully that I don't know how to operate a tank, I'd have to just hope that someone is left alive there who does. Let's face it, I'm fucked if I don't get some help somewhere, so I'll put all my eggs in that basket.
@zatic: please explain to me how cardio is going to help you when they are undead and do not know fatigue at all, regardless of for how long you are able to run.
Also if the zombies run my approach would be to shoot myself, if the scenario is that retarded I might aswell just respawn with laser cannons and a flying t-rex.
Unfortunately, I am the mad scientist who created these zombies so I am going to barricade myself up until a hero breaks in seeking the truth, seeing me for just a second before my brain gets eaten by zombies.
On October 04 2010 23:30 r33k wrote: @zatic: please explain to me how cardio is going to help you when they are undead and do not know fatigue at all, regardless of for how long you are able to run.
Also if the zombies run my approach would be to shoot myself, if the scenario is that retarded I might aswell just respawn with laser cannons and a flying t-rex.
Ok, we don't really know anything about zombie speed/stamina, but you need a basic plan and just adapt to what you scout.
I would gather supplies and head to the nearest graveyard. Might seem crazy but think about it If zombies can't break glass/doors theres no way they can get out of a coffin 6 feet below dirt. Just make a hammock in a tree or pitch a tent maybe break into a mausoleum.
On October 04 2010 23:30 r33k wrote: @zatic: please explain to me how cardio is going to help you when they are undead and do not know fatigue at all, regardless of for how long you are able to run.
As I said I don't need to run faster than the zombies. I only need to run faster than you.
In extreme cases you will have to use your gun / baseball bat / steel tube / whatever club and aim for the leg / knee. Fatigue or not a broken leg doesn't carry you well.
On October 04 2010 23:47 Gleve wrote: I would gather supplies and head to the nearest graveyard. Might seem crazy but think about it If zombies can't break glass/doors theres no way they can get out of a coffin 6 feet below dirt. Just make a hammock in a tree or pitch a tent maybe break into a mausoleum.
All zombie scenarios we have to work with features zombies capable of breaking glass/doors. That doesn't mean they can crawl back from a grave.
But, if our scenario is somwhat related to dawn of the dead... you're screwed.
On October 04 2010 19:15 r33k wrote: a whole bunch of questions.
What do you expect, once the apocalypse rolls you get a full executive summary of what you are dealing with? The OP said you see people getting eaten by zombies on the street. That's all the information you have. Work with what you have and don't assume anything.
Man i thought i had this planned out, your plan is so much better than any of my thinking of what to do. Luckily for me i live relativly close to a coast with easy to steel yachts, my dad sails and fishs with most of his spare time, we have a large car that would be good for beating down zombies at high speed and 3 guns for protection. This plan is pretty much perfect for me except for one problem, what happens on the boat if you can't fish or more importantly run out of water?
A typical mid size yacht has several hundred liters fresh water tank. If you don't waste that on hygiene it will last you a long time. At least it should give you enough time to construct a device to collect rain water. You should have a well stocked tool box on your yacht and you can get a lot of material from plundering yacht marinas.
They should be rather easy to get to once the infection is spread. The zombies have no reason to stay in abandoned coastal cities. They'll move to where food is so most likely inland. You can scout the port from a safe distance with the binoculars and go there by motorized dinghy. Best bet is to go for other yachts to look for water / supply.
Of course if you are lucky you find an island with fresh water, but this is something to look for on the long run.
Staying in the ocean is a pretty good idea. UNTIL ZOMBIE SHARKS ATTACK!
Despite being a thread about a zombie attack, this is actually a pretty interesting thread. It reminds me of this one time in middle school when we were studying about slavery and all that jazz. We did some interesting brainstorm assignment where we had to escape the country. The only person who did manage to successfully escape was some girl who's dad had diplomatic immunity. OP...
I turn on the TV and begin to pack the necessities. The news anchor, voice faltering, repeats the message broadcast since four forty.
Mead, check.
They move fast.
Steak, check.
Faster than dead people have any right to.
Tabasco sauce, check.
Aerial footage of a ravaged Oslo. I think I see my oldest childhood friend walking towards a sobbing woman, but I can't be sure. He's not wearing his glasses.
Coke, check.
Small wonder. You don't need glasses when you have no eyes.
Dried cod, check.
I own a sword. Not of the dull blade decorative variety. The kind Reach uses for shaving. It's 82cm long and answers to the name "Odin's Circumciser".
Ptarmigan, check.
Decaying fingers scratch at my walls.
They can hear me. They can smell me.
Whale meat, check.
So can I.
I haven't showered since July 27.
Bear semen, check.
Finally, the news provide me with the latest undead population density update. They urge me to get out of Norway as quickly as possible.
Odin's Circumciser. Check, motherfuckers.
"No shit?"
Fedora donned, I kick down the front door with a booming crash.
With an audible crack, my neighbour's head spins 180 degrees. He begins his backwards shamble towards me.
Damn it. I left my TV on.
* * *
Somewhere in Sweden, a man shatters a skull with a single blow.
He meant no offence. It was just in his way.
* * *
The welcome mat reads "NICE UNDERWEAR". I wipe the blood off my shoes on it before I enter my neighbour's house. There's no need to be discourteous.
The house is spartan, and smells faintly of cheese. The TV is tuned to static.
The double barrel shotgun is in the basement next to the water cooler.
The keys to the 4x4 hangs on the key chain in the hall.
I take them both. He won't be needing them.
* * *
The drive to the airport is uneventful. The airport is in the next town over -- a sizeable way; an hour or more, but the road cuts through woodlands and farmlands, occasionally coming down to caress the deep blue water of the fjord. From time to time, it passes through a small village.
The shambling inhabitants prove no obstacle for 1.5 tons of speeding metal.
I can fly a plane under instrument flight rules. All I need is fuel and the ignition key. But proper flight regulations should be followed. If any air traffic controllers are still alive, here's my zombie flight plan:
1,544 mph at 30,000 feet VFR to THE DANGER ZONE!
The airport is surrounded by a chain-link fence.
It proves no obstacle, either.
* * *
In Sweden, a man drenched in blood mounts the last hill of Helags Mountain. His black beard glistening with beer and sweat, he pulls himself upright, and from the highest peak his howl of rage echoes between the valleys and canyons below. Behind him, the first of the countless masses of undead scramble up the final slope.
* * *
Dusk.
The roar of the jet engines subside quickly. They just don't work properly with bits of flesh stuck in the fan.
Yeah. It was an interesting landing.
I shut the engines down, but leave the ignition on and prepare the plane for takeoff. I haven't yet reached my final destination. I climb out of the seat, aim my boomstick and open the door.
The shotgun blast reverberates throughout the now-desolate Örebro Airport.
Sorry. Missed one during touchdown.
Stepping over the headless corpse, a chill wind blows through my hair. I raise a pair of white ear buds to my ears. As I reach down into my pocket to push the button, I turn into the blowing wind and sigh to myself.
I should have bought a cape.
* * *
I pull the sword free from the falling corpse, then spin to the left and impale it into the throat of a particularly smelly individual. Releasing my grip on the hilt, I take a step back and raise the shotgun barrel to its eyes. The final shell escapes the weapon, illuminating the clearing for a heartbeat.
Recollecting my sword, I wipe it on the grass, then sit down to wait.
I push the button again.
Okay, who the fuck put Lady Gaga on my iPod?
* * *
The black-bearded man strides out of the forest, blood-stained axe in hand, his tattered shirt hanging loosely over his shoulders. Walking towards me, he nods in greeting.
I glance up at the mountain looming above us. While before a snowy white, its peak has turned a dark shade of red.
Smiling at TheBeard, I unsheathe Odin's Circumciser, and together we turn to face the legions of undead advancing on our position.
Dawn.
To Yngwie Malmsteen's thundering voice, we charge.
The Zombies are slow, but en masse, they're blind but have very reactive hearing. They don't regenerate at all cuz they're DEAD. they're not stronger than a normal human but have 0 inhibition so will not care if they get stabbed or shit like that. Obviously they feel no pain and they can smell fresh flesh from a close distance so being completely still next to a zombie will not work, but of course that is only a template you can use. You can use ANY zombies in your zombie plan, that's up to you. If you need a template, here it is
I'd punch trees to get logs, which I'd turn into wood, which I'd turn into sticks, which I'd use to make wooden tools, which I'd use to mine out mountains and caves. I'd use the minerals to make myself a small house near my mine which I would dig in for more materials to expand my mining operation. I'd also make myself a diamond sword, and a diamond suit of armor. Maybe a bow and arrow. I'd get the string from killing the giant zombie spiders.
On October 05 2010 03:50 dig wrote: I'd punch trees to get logs, which I'd turn into wood, which I'd turn into sticks, which I'd use to make wooden tools, which I'd use to mine out mountains and caves. I'd use the minerals to make myself a small house near my mine which I would dig in for more materials to expand my mining operation. I'd also make myself a diamond sword, and a diamond suit of armor. Maybe a bow and arrow. I'd get the string from killing the giant zombie spiders.
On October 05 2010 03:50 dig wrote: I'd punch trees to get logs, which I'd turn into wood, which I'd turn into sticks, which I'd use to make wooden tools, which I'd use to mine out mountains and caves. I'd use the minerals to make myself a small house near my mine which I would dig in for more materials to expand my mining operation. I'd also make myself a diamond sword, and a diamond suit of armor. Maybe a bow and arrow. I'd get the string from killing the giant zombie spiders.
disqualified!
my turn, well first I'd get the chainsaw we have for cutting up trees (got a pretty big yard and back in 2000 that big storm knocked some trees down forcing us to get a chainsaw, still got that and it comes in handy quite a lot) and some gasoline.
Now my house has a pretty large yard but the good thing is there's quite a thick wall on one side of the yard and on the street side, so I'd get supplies obviously food and water, but also cement mix and stones and try and find guns and try and finish the wall in then just dig traps once that is done. cement in all entrances except for the main gate which would be well reinforced. razor wire on top of the wall for looters ofc.
If i can get a sniper rifle (which i can cuz i live in a village with hunters since we're on a forest's edge) I'll build myself a little sniper's den at the top of the roof. Of course this would not be done alone since my family and the guy who works for my dad would help ^_^
Someone raised a valid points about gridlock. However, I am "lucky" ? enough that the city I live in would not have the resources the lock down roads and I would hope driving an emergency vehicle may give me some advantage in traffic. Also, this is a gamble because everyone will be looking for help and this may attract the wounded. Also, the owners of Sporting Goods stores don't really live inside of them like they do in the movies. I'm pretty confident that obtaining a weapon from the store would be feasible. I guess I was under the assumption that I was witnessing the chaos before any broadcast was made, while people were afraid to make their move. I think this point, before a mass broadcast, is the optimal time and critical to survival. You don't want any other people out their on the streets being crazy unless they are drawing the attention of the zombies away from you.
1) grab the shotgun and 9mm in my house along with all the ammo (I live in NH we love guns) 2) grab the chainsaw and gas incase i run out of ammo 3) get in the truck and head towards the navel shipyard (like 20 minutes away) 4) get as much ammo and guns as possible 5) get some good at a grocery store 6) kick some zombiee ass
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