this blog is now closed. i’m sorry.
theres only a limited amount of tips, and i think i’ve exhausted them all. also, i lost the base image when my laptop broke.
however, i have started another zombie blog, for those of you who are fans.
you can find me here:
i post and make zombie gifs, and will be doing gif requests if you send me the video link.
Um. I'd kill him/her, right then and there. Don't want any infection spreading to occur. ;)
I bolt, motherfucker. Grab the car and leave those assholes behind.
i would run up to my friend and ask what happened. after they tell me i would take a look at the bite. try to figure out how much time they have left until the indection spreads far enough to where they become zombie, untimitly having to kill them. then go back and collect anything the dead friends had on their person and prepare for any oncoming zombies
generally, if they’ve told you that they’ve been bit, you shouldn’t go near them, even to look at it. if you have a cut anywhere on your hands, and their blood gets into it, you’re pretty much dead too.
SCENARIO OF THE DAY #4
you’re camping in the woods on the outskirts of town, fifteen miles from the city center, with a bunch of your friends, there are a total of fifteen of you all together. it’s late, and you’ve just put the fire out. you’re all about to go to sleep when you hear a noise coming from the distance. you send out two of your friends to investigate. three minutes pass before you hear screaming and shouting. only one friend returns, and their arm is bleeding heavily from a bite.
what would YOU do?
post in my ask and i’ll reply to them all tomorrow.
also, suggest some scenarios, if you want c:
i wanna hear what you guys wanna see on this blog!
managed to get on for an hour.
but unfortunately I don’t have the editing software on this laptop to make any new tips.
added a note in the sidebar thingy about other zombie blogs reblogging everything i post. make your own shit. reblog the ones that you actually like, because just reblogging every single one is basically ripping off my blog imo.
anyway, submit your tips so i can post a load when i get my laptop back
scenario of the day coming up in the next post.
my laptop is being sent off today, and it could be two weeks before i get it back.
i wont be able to get on to update this, so i’m just letting you know.
i’m not abandoning the blog.
see you all in two weeks!
Just wanted to tell you that Chapter 1 is currently available on my page!
reblogged. it’s amazing! :o
I reloaded and shot another clip into the oncoming hoard. My bullets lodged themselves in my target slicing through flesh like butter. Deep red blood the color of a fully ripened Red Delicious apple poured from the bullet holes on three of the beings. They fell with a sloshing thud into the mud…
PEOPLE. you must read this.
scenario 3 solution:
If you are just trying to get out of the room at the moment, braid the wires of the machines together to make a rope out of them, tie them to something that will not move, and you can lower yourself to the ground out the window that way.
not too sure whether you’d have the time to braid them, but a good idea overall c:
Scenario 3- first off i would unhook myself from monitors. Then grab any shower curtain, sheets, and things like that. I would also take all the cords I could find like tv and monitor cables and make a strong rope type thing with the sheets. Since it is a hospital most likely the zombies would be inside and not out side so I would throw any mattresses in the room right below me and start lowering myself one story at a time until I'm far enough to just jump down on the mattress and not get hurt. Then run like hell until I find a car.
true fact! hospitals will be swarmed with zombies!
lovely solution c:
Unhook the machines, grab the lightest one and beat the shit out of the zombies on the other side of the door. If you lose mobility, you are a sitting duck; that's why jumping is a no-no.
true, but you don’t know how many are out there :o you could be outnumbered..
I wake, probably groggy from some horrific medicine that had been given to me while I was out. I take the oxygen off of my nose and then pull the IVs out of my wrists. The moaning and scratching gets louder as I make my way out of bed, hardly able to get up. I notice the napkin on my bed, “They’ll eat your brains for breakfast,” was all it said. My brain set into motion and I instantly realized, Zombies.
I search around the room for some clothes. I find a utility uniform stashed in the closet. It’s a bit too big but I don it anyway. The glass window on my door breaks, and a zombie arm plunges through. Instantly I begin searching for any sort of weapon. I must live, the only words surging through my mind. I was apparently in some sort of OR. There was a table full of sharp things, bone saws, scalpels, and scissors. The door to the room begins rocking on its hinges. There is a window, but when I looked out I discovered I was at least three floors up. Jumping was out of the question.
I grabbed the bone saw and placed in it my pocket. Sticking my head out the window I see there is an emergency ladder about twenty feet to my right. Below me was a ledge just big enough for my toes. Behind me the zombies had broken down the door. I have no other choice but to get out. I ease myself out the window as fast as possible, but I couldn’t just leap out or else I would lose my balance and plummet to the heavily cemented ground below.
The zombies were moving slowly, but surely so I made my way across the ledge. Making my way across the next window a zombie plunges its arm through the glass narrowly missing my face. I stumble but I do not fall. The ladder grows nearer. Finally I am there. I rush down the ladder as fast as my feet can fly. Once on the ground I realize there are a few zombies placed sporadically in the now still world. Cars were lined up on the roadways but were not moving. It seemed like someone had paused time in a horrendously grotesque manner. I run to the nearest car, praying the keys were still in it. No such luck. Frantically I make my way through the parking lot, then realized that these cars were PARKED. Who leaves their keys in a parked car? I run like hell to the roadway, and the first car I see has a pretty set of keys dangling in the ignition and half a tank of gas. I jump in and ride off in search of answers.
PS: I think I am going to post the first chapter of the zombie novel tonight or tomorrow!!! ;) Will you be reblogging it?
10/10. this is perfect c: also, of course i will! :D
In Scenario # 3 I would wake up and first I would look for anything that I ould use to defend myself in case I was attacked. Then I would see about trying the easiest way to climb down the wall, whether I had to tie all the sheets and pillows together or whether I had to go from ledge to ledge down the wall. That's what I would do personally.