Zombie Apocalypse!

[teddy037.2]

24 hours? and I live on a rock?

I am at home, a ground floor studio w/a big slidey glass door.

I have tons of booze and a bottle of sleeping pills. no weaponry to mention, aside from my SOG multi-tool and some kitchen knives.

and my hockey stick.

it's gonna be a fun day 

[KnightofNi]

24 hours? and I live on a rock?

I am at home, a ground floor studio w/a big slidey glass door.

I have tons of booze and a bottle of sleeping pills. no weaponry to mention, aside from my SOG multi-tool and some kitchen knives.

and my hockey stick.

it's gonna be a fun day 

i didn't know you were in movies ted!

[teddy037.2]

i didn't know you were in movies ted!

movies, nuthin'! I am straight out of a comic book 

casey jones was the shit

[roy-nexus-6]

Hi.  I'm a zombie.  Not much food left out here, and we're getting kinda hungry... Well, it's been nice standing here with outstrechted arms clawing at your door.  See you soon.

 

Has anyone noticed that the zombies dont' seem to see well at dawn and dusk? i'm afraid to try going out at night because i will need a flashlight and they could see it before i could see them. i can't outrun them since i'm painfully slow. i think i will try heading over to the corner deli for some water and other supplies at dusk in a few days when i desperately need them.

That's what I've been counting on.

Tonight, I climbed down out of the ceiling cavity after using spyholes to check each room. My supplies: I knife, an empty backpack, & a pair of binoculars I forgot I had. Just on midnight, I slipped out the back door, moved to the end of the yard, and behind the shed.

All quiet. Oh my god, it's way too quiet - NO sounds from anywhere: no tvs, passing cars. It's like a crypt. Ok, bad analogy.

Stuck my head over the fence.... looked and listened for a good 10 mins: nothing. Then spent another 15 mins trying to quietly climb the steel fence. I had to work my way through 3 yards; cross a street; & another 3 yards to get to corner store. It took me 6 hrs.

I had just gotten to the yard behind the store when I heard a moan from hell. Not close.. but too close for comfort. I scuttled across the yard.. pulled myself up the side of the building to the second floor using spouting and windowsills. Crawled across the roof, looked down in the street.

Zombie Ducsix is sitting on a Ducati out in the street. He's moaning & burping, pushing the starter button again & again.

I almost feel sorry for him - he's not going anywhere unless he untrips the kill switch.  

[tommys67]

I'm stunned the internet is still up here in NYC    Glad to see there's other survivors

The city is scary quiet...  I can see the street, but no one's out there.  The cars and cabs and buses look quiet - even.  None of that "crashing chaos" that you see in the movies.

Over Saturday night, the remains of Tropical Storm Hanna moved through the city, and while it probably didn't deter the zombies, it did have the benefit of washing all the blood and gore from the streets.  That's one of the reasons I said it's scary quiet.

Yesterday some people came down from Orrick after their vending machines ran out.  Who knew lawyers had great zombie jokes?

Our water and vending will probably last the week, but the brownouts are starting.  I fear for the people barricaded in ConEd facilities. 

We finally got a little organized and set up 3 person teams to "sweep the perimeter."  This is what happens when you get a bunch of finance types and lawyers in the same room, it turns into a bad re-make of "Predator."  Unfortunately, we're all too afraid to see if we can get to the roof up on the 40th floor - we're on 6...  There are too many self-locking emergency doors and when the power goes - how will they hold.

Just looked out the windows again on 52nd, 5th and 53rd... quiet.

[Ducatiloo]

I just went outside, my dogs have been whimpering about doing their business for over a day, but at least I can take my laptop outside
The Zombie mail man has been checking my mailbox for mail every 3 mins, for about 2 days.  I don't think he has my Netflix movie
I'm hearing a strange groaning from about a mile away, it doesn't look like a person..... OMG  Wisconsin has Zombie Cows!
I have to go get my chain saw and go "talk" this over with them.  Report back later

[roy-nexus-6]

I just went outside, my dogs have been whimpering about doing their business for over a day, but at least I can take my laptop outside
The Zombie mail man has been checking my mailbox for mail every 3 mins, for about 2 days.  I don't think he has my Netflix movie
I'm hearing a strange groaning from about a mile away, it doesn't look like a person..... OMG  Wisconsin has Zombie Cows!
I have to go get my chain saw and go "talk" this over with them.  Report back later

Dude... I've never heard of a zombie cow... you're not just looking for excuses now, are you? Highly suspicious.... 

[KnightofNi]

what happens if you eat a zombie?

[wbeck257]

Wait, the power is out?

make the beast with two backs -- I'm gonna get called back into work.
No time to deal w/ zombies.

[roy-nexus-6]

what happens if you eat a zombie?

One of three things:

1. the same thing that would happen if you ate rotten meat?
2. you are infected?
3. the zombie eats you 'cause you weren't paying attention?

mmmm, or maybe all three

[the_Journeyman]

I'll head to the bus garage (still got keys, very inaccessable to most and few employees up there in case they got zombie-fied ont eh job).  Got shotgun for taking them out + plowing over the mechanics,  in my truck.  There's a couple of buses in the bays with all governors disabled and a couple older buses with few electonics.  I grab one of the older ones, a bit smaller & more maneurable, no electroics to worry with either, and it's got a full tank of diesel.  It's already on a lift, the air compressor is running off a backup generator, so I've got air for the tools. I grab a bunch of cans of Great Stuff & fill the tires with it.  It'll crush a little so the ride's not too harsh, but keep the tires shape.  I grab their huge welder & weld a few random pieces of metal to protect the grill/radiator and keep things from entering through the glass, even if it gets shattered.  Just in time too, I hear the generator cough a couple times & sputter to a halt.  It's either out of fuel or been damaged by some approaching zombies.  They can't stand the whine of those big industrial generators.  I run through the garage with an axe & headlamp, smashing & raiding the vending machines for food & drinks.  Use some bungies right there in the bay to strap some tools that would make some excellent hand-to-hand weapons.  *Rattle rattle* comes from one of the huge bay doors.  Time to go, those doors aren't secure at all.  Hit the starter switch, the angry Detroit under the hood roars to life just as one side of the bay door gives.  I floor the pedal, creating a horrible shreik that a zombie can't even make as the duals spin on the polished concrete floor looking for just a bit of traction.  The zombies coming through the damaged bay door howl in pain from the sound and choke on the combination of black smoke from the rich running diesel and the acrid tire smoke.  The duals grab some traction and the 9-ton beast jolts forward toward the door, knocking a head-high toolbox out of the way, launching random sockets & wrenches through the bay.  The bumper catches a couple of the zombies coming through the bay ripping their rotting mid-sectsion from the bodies.  The speedometer edges just past 40mph, hopefully that's enough.  Covering my eyes, I slam into what's left of the breached bay door and over the waiting zombies, it feels like I'm ripping through a rhythm section at the local dirt track from all the zombies getting caught under the wheels, fighting for control, I turn the wheel toward the exit.  So much for the fiberglass fenders, they're hanging loose and flapping around now, catching the occasional zombie that's too curious for his own good by the head or chest.  Damn, I should have topped off the windshield washer fluid.  I make a bee-line for the local grocery store, so far so good. 

My hell-bus seems to be holding up, air pressure is holding, temp looks good, no steam, normal smoke for the laboring Detroit.  Heading for the grocery store, it looks like it's been looted already, maybe there's something useful still.  Looks like a zombie looting too, meat packaging strewn all over the parking lot, bits of blood here and there.  Slamming on the air-brakes & turning the wheel hard I spin something close to a 180º turn in the parking lot hear the heavily damaged store front.  Flipping the road weary Allison in reverse, I stomp the pedal and crash through what's left of the store front the bus slows as it starts catching checkout counters.  I stop, shut the engine off and listen...  one hand on the ignition, one hand on the shifter.  Just the groan of the metal left hanging from my freshy installed drive through...  at least I think that's where the groaning is coming from.  Listening, listening...  silence.  Looking around from the inside of the bus, still wearing my headlamp, I notice the stench, awful, this place can't be safe.  No sign of movement through, just silence and a stench I'll be smelling for weeks if I manage to out-live the zombies...

[Ducatiloo]

Dude... I've never heard of a zombie cow... you're not just looking for excuses now, are you? Highly suspicious.... 

Maybe the cow ate a Zombie farmer?  I'm just a guy trying to survive.  But I have $50 bucks if you milk her

[KnightofNi]

One of three things:

1. the same thing that would happen if you ate rotten meat?
2. you are infected?
3. the zombie eats you 'cause you weren't paying attention?

mmmm, or maybe all three

i'm not planning on eating it raw. it'll be cooked first.

if i don't have any open wounds then i shouldn't have to worry about getting infected. from what i have read it's a virus.

the zombie head will be split in 2 before i try to nibble.

[Scottish]

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shit, shit, shit..... my worst fears have been realized...... old truck over cooked a corner and went into the river that runs between the highway. Paige took off at a run and never even slowed down when I yelled for her. My heads gashed open, I'm faint from lack of blood and I dislocated my shoulder in the wreck..... at least I can fix that, hold on a minute while a ram in back in.... damn I hate doing this ...........


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[Scottish]

.......shit, sorry..... passed out, pain, lack of blood combination. I managed to get far enough out of ptown zombies are no longer the bigges concern...... hold on, gotta sop this bkeeding before I pass out agin...... dizz...... hsard tio focus........ ah, fucjjjjjj......