My death will be a dramatic season finale or I die quickly.
The Zombie Apocalypse is here: How useful are you?
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You have to be bitten.
I've been so wrapped up in the iZombie-verse that I forgot getting scratched doesn't apply to every zombie transformation.
I'd be the first human to deal with the food shortage by farming zombies in my outhouse.
Periodically I'd feed them one of you lot I tempted in under false pretences.
Curious, is it humane to slaughter a zombie limb at a time? It's just that the electricity'll have gone by this point so a whole one will go off before it gets used.....
Periodically I'd feed them one of you lot I tempted in under false pretences.
Curious, is it humane to slaughter a zombie limb at a time? It's just that the electricity'll have gone by this point so a whole one will go off before it gets used.....
I'd make an excellent survivalist.
I'll be in my bunk(er).
I'll be in my bunk(er).
I would like to play the character who's a total wreck, but then he goes batshit crazy when he runs out of metformin and Prozac and goes on a rampage and slaughters the walking dead! *Wait, how does that work?*
So... realistically I'd probably want to avoid fighting. I'm fit so I could easily run away from the zombies. Then I'd look for nice-looking fellow survivors and try to make myself useful. I'm sure those communities will be in dire need of historians and political scientists so I'll use my spectacular skills to prepare food for everybody.
I'm good at organizing shit and talking to people so maybe I'd look for a bigger survivor community and become a zombie era politician.
I can still do my fashion model job on the side, right?
I'm good at organizing shit and talking to people so maybe I'd look for a bigger survivor community and become a zombie era politician.
I can still do my fashion model job on the side, right?
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Let's see, as far as practical skills go I'm actually fairly well qualified:
I am fit (aside from the diabetes) and strong.
I was a Girl Scout in Seattle so I know how to start a fire with when everything's damp. I'm decent at archery, and since my aim is good I bet I'd be able to shoot a gun too. I can sew -- mending clothes and shoes would actually be important. I'm above average with first aid and I can cook. I can do fairly basic electrical engineering, wires and cables, so I might be able to get power going (who knew dad recruiting me to help him steal the neighbor's cable because my hands were small enough to get to the wires would turn out to be a survival skill!).
I am fit (aside from the diabetes) and strong.
I was a Girl Scout in Seattle so I know how to start a fire with when everything's damp. I'm decent at archery, and since my aim is good I bet I'd be able to shoot a gun too. I can sew -- mending clothes and shoes would actually be important. I'm above average with first aid and I can cook. I can do fairly basic electrical engineering, wires and cables, so I might be able to get power going (who knew dad recruiting me to help him steal the neighbor's cable because my hands were small enough to get to the wires would turn out to be a survival skill!).
I know many folk songs. I can keep up morale.
Also, I have a book on When Technology Fails, so I can read out how to do things to people with mechanical aptitude.
Also, I have a book on When Technology Fails, so I can read out how to do things to people with mechanical aptitude.
You can fire bread at the zombies?
I doubt they'd follow it should I lob pieces of it away from survivors. And it kind of blunts the impact of the arrow...
All depends how hard the bread is, do zombies suffer from concussive effects?
Some of my own baking efforts could doubtless have primitive military applications
Excellent combination.
We will need lots of meth to fight off the zombies.
Not that kind of cooking.
I'm not having you all high as a kite while I fend off the hoards on my own.
Not that kind of cooking.
I'm not having you all high as a kite while I fend off the hoards on my own.
But imagine how clean our hideout would be?
At least, at first....
I wouldn't be able to bring myself to kill the zombies, so I'd try the sneaking by option.
Of course, since I have no sneaking skills to speak of, I'd die pretty quickly.
But at least as the zombies swarmed around me and proceeded to rend the flesh from my limbs, and I died in one of the more slow, painful ways imaginable, it would at least provide a distraction to the horde, and allow my group the time to get away to relative safety. So that's useful, right?
Once, anyway.
Of course, since I have no sneaking skills to speak of, I'd die pretty quickly.
But at least as the zombies swarmed around me and proceeded to rend the flesh from my limbs, and I died in one of the more slow, painful ways imaginable, it would at least provide a distraction to the horde, and allow my group the time to get away to relative safety. So that's useful, right?
Once, anyway.
Pro's:
I'm trained as a librarian / researcher, so I have encyclopedic knowledge about... well, anything that interests me.
I'm an Eagle Scout, I have experience with roughing it in the wild (though I'm not a fan.), basic first aid, cooking, pioneering, general survival.
I can shoot...moderately well.
I have access to my parents' 73-acre farm and at least some experience at farm work. Also my father's gun collection.
Con's:
I'm past my prime, diabetic, weak-eyed, and asocial. In fact, the wife will probably be one of the first people eaten (she's sick all the time, and slow-moving as fvk), so I'll also be emotionally compromised, and take that out on other people.
Once the supply of meds runs out, I'll probably end up pulling the ol' Heroic Sacrifice. The other survivors will all talk about how "Yeah, he was jerk, BUT..."
I'm trained as a librarian / researcher, so I have encyclopedic knowledge about... well, anything that interests me.
I'm an Eagle Scout, I have experience with roughing it in the wild (though I'm not a fan.), basic first aid, cooking, pioneering, general survival.
I can shoot...moderately well.
I have access to my parents' 73-acre farm and at least some experience at farm work. Also my father's gun collection.
Con's:
I'm past my prime, diabetic, weak-eyed, and asocial. In fact, the wife will probably be one of the first people eaten (she's sick all the time, and slow-moving as fvk), so I'll also be emotionally compromised, and take that out on other people.
Once the supply of meds runs out, I'll probably end up pulling the ol' Heroic Sacrifice. The other survivors will all talk about how "Yeah, he was jerk, BUT..."
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