ZOMBIES. NOW.

stratoaxe wrote: ammolord wrote: Reach to my left, grab my AR, then reach into my desk, grab my loaded mag. Cap said zombie/s. Then load up what i need, take the truck to taigus, and wait.   Be funny if you posted this from school.

While Ammolord wasn't actually posting from school, when I was a kid, it wasn't uncommon for the redneck kids to have their hunting weapons on their gun-racks in the back of their pick-ups all deer-season. When I was in college, we were not prohibited from having and keeping weapons on campus. We were politely asked to keep any arms in the gun locker at the campus police station, but weren't required to. I kept a 10/22 under my bed for a whole year.

tallen702 wrote: stratoaxe wrote: ammolord wrote: Reach to my left, grab my AR, then reach into my desk, grab my loaded mag. Cap said zombie/s. Then load up what i need, take the truck to taigus, and wait.   Be funny if you posted this from school. While Ammolord wasn't actually posting from school, when I was a kid, it wasn't uncommon for the redneck kids to have their hunting weapons on their gun-racks in the back of their pick-ups all deer-season. When I was in college, we were not prohibited from having and keeping weapons on campus. We were politely asked to keep any arms in the gun locker at the campus police station, but weren't required to. I kept a 10/22 under my bed for a whole year.

I'm pretty certain this is a huge no-no in secondary school now. My last college required me to either have it in a locked case in my locked vehicle or leave it with campus security (who would have no doubt played with my Garand and got nasty fingerprints on the parkerizing) I don't know my current school's policy since i park my car off campus.

Back to the zombie thing: re-thinking this since the door is only 5 feet away my irst reaction is going to be to throw my glass at its face, second is to swing the ammo can. If it's the only one that's made it up the stairs so far there's an aluminum step-ladder I can jam in the stairwell to tangle them up while I load the .22 pistol and go with brain shots, saving my centerfire ammo for longer ranges and to try to get to the gun store if possible. For the expedition i'd gather up survivors and get the 2 1/2 ton from the highway garage, attach the plow, and use it as a gun truck. Maybe I'd take a roadside mower to clear the way. evil Elvis can hold out here if he can escape the city and bring enough ammo to pay the rent.

I would put on a bunch of zombie makeup then fit in 9 holes before breakfast....I  just need some zombie acting classes beforehand and ill be set.

All you guys are lying to my face. We're talking ZOMBIES here. The living dead. Something that has never happened before, i.e. the reanimation of a dead body, is happening and it happens to stroll through your front door.

Me, I'd at first question what was going on, be taken aback by shock, probably panic, and in my panic-induced fluster, trip while trying to run away and get eaten or something.

Flip my desk into their path.
Run to my closet, grab some golf clubs.
Defeat the zombies in my immediate proximity via blows to the head.
Lock my apartment doors.
Change into hiking boots, jeans, long under armor (extra layer of teeth-proof), long sleeve shirt.
Grab my knife, phone, wallet (lol), and a few of the aforementioned golf clubs. Fill my backpack with some food, change of clothes, and load up a few water bottles.
Grab my sunglasses AND my aviators, so I can hunt / run in style.
Don't forget my deodorant, for when I meet a hot chick 13 hours from now who I save from zombies.
???
Profit.

^^^ Valid point.

Well, assuming I didn't panic, I'm in my dining room, kinda trapped in a corner. But that affects the zombie too, as I've got a table and many chairs between it and me. I've got nothing in the effect of a weapon, so I'd probably throw the coffee mug at it. Wait, there's a floor lamp in the corner, about 6' tall (I'm looking around as I type this). I'd use the lamp to push it back (wouldn't try to kill it with it, just keep it at bay), until I get out the room and run to mine. I'd grab my over/under, toss in two shells and aim for the head. The noise would wake up my family (if they already weren't awake from the previous scuffle) and my dad would grab his .38 special. We'd stock up on what canned foods we had, raid any grocery/tool/gun store we could. It's 3 in the morning so it shouldn't be too bad yet. Then we'd high-tail it to a little podunk town and fortify.


Edited by DeTrevni - 10 October 2009 at 4:09am

I'd throw my cat at the Z, jump out the window and run 2 houses down and break into there house. They gots tha gunz there. After that I'd just wing it.

i'm in the attic, so I'd probably hear them bust in.  plan of action.... run out the back way to my car since i have no guns or anything to take out a zombie.  go zombie bowling in my saturn and go somewhere... where that is... I don't know.  probably parents, but i think all of his guns are in storage for the move.  I'd have to hit up my grandpa's pad, he's loaded to his teeth.  

ParielIsBack wrote: I'd just call up my friend Barack and have him drop the nukes.  Don't worry brahs, we got this.

^ tower would be amazing in a low population area, but living so close to so many people would pretty much ensure a massive rush of zombies at some point.