can I be karl franz on a secret weekend retreat
on a more serious note, prob be the local tanner or something like that
As a real life Mailman, I'd be a courier/Messanger. I'd write a letter to Karl Franz, leave town fast as hell, and personalty deliver it! (Deal with it)
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I'd be the one saying "I told you we should have cremated our dead, but nooooo, you wouldn't believe me. Look at all those forests of timber, but noooo, you still thought burying them was a good idea. "Fire is unnatural" you said! More unnatural than a *******' zombie horde?!"
I'm not sure I'd be much use during the event. But if might have paid to listen to me beforehand......
Make up artist: Paint my face green, fabricate some convincing fatal wounds, dress in rags and mingle with the zombies shouting "braaaaaaaiiiiinnnnnnzzzzzz"
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I'd be the young, irritating, yet bizarrely smug child who inexplicably survives without a scratch.
Town watchmen: I'd be used to running the odd werewolf, cultist, mutant or even beastmen/beast child that had been hidden by it's parents, in addition to taking thieves and dealing with drunks and vagabounds. This means I'm used to fairly horrific stuff (mind you, so are most people who reach even teenage years in the old world, so zombies are not that new. I have some fighting experience. I'd be one of the few people in the village with access to weapons and/or armour (depending on wealth of the village) I'd also hopefully have a fair number of hounds/dogs, normally used for dealing with the worse sort of criminal but just as good against, and hopefully I would hear of the first rumors of the zombies.
Some kinda town guard or peace keeper no doubt.
Probably one of the first to get chomped!
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Are you named?
Do you have a tragic and unique past?
Is there a special talent which sets you apart from the other guards?
If you answered yes to 2/3 of those questions, chances are that you will survive the zombie outbreak. Unless of course there is another villager with a similar background, in which case as a guard you will probably die defending him/allowing him to escape.
If you answered no to 2/3 of those questions chances are that you will be the first to get chomped.
And if you answer yes to the three, you have a chance to get yourself in the next army book as a SC
I'd be the villiage idiot. Inexplicably stupid people always fair well in zombie movies, while rational thinkers end op on the menu. Maybe the zombies know theres no brains up for grabs and leave the 'tards alone?...
Originally Posted by G-u-n-l-i-n-e-t-a-s-t-ic, stupid word filter
I would be the local gravedigger - I carry a large shovel. For me coping with zombie outbreaks is simply part of my everyday job.
I would be Bruce Campbell aka "Ash"...
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The local noble is also a villager, his mansion is placed by the central square (next to the temple), his name is Ehrwig von Lutzen. I hope they get him first.
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Local hedgemage- I would try to stop them with my magic but would just explode and sour all milk in vicinity.
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So it's ya, duh one he sours me yestaday's milk ev'ry mornin'! I told'em ya were a witch, dat I did but no'one would believe good ol' me.
I'd be a retired mercenary, and ultimate survivor...with a twist! A zombie outbreak is, no doubt, a curse but it also opens up possibilities.
You can take the odd chance to kill off that fat bastard of a rich merchant, whose wife ( and yound dougthers you'd been having affairs with) you've been secretly admiring for years, without too much fuss. Unfortunately, having met the real zombies on the battlefield before, you know they do not eat corpses (folk tales confuse them with ghous), so you know you'd need to kill the slimeball in a suitably gruesome way (a clean stab wound would be too much telling). Then you'd let a few of the creatures break into the house, and step in to quickly and effectively chop them to tiny bits and play mr. white knight, to impress the ladies. Yeah, sounds good. In a group survival mindframe, i'd look for other skilled figthers, especially those not so bright to realise you're, sometimes, sending them to their doom to buy time.