frogmann2

Heck, the way things are going, that's age 14 anymore.

Another Zombie Plan. First, hot wire a semi-truck. Raid a store, take as much food and supplies as possible, and hit the road. Find a very secluded spot and hold up there. If the zombies discover me, hit the road again. Probably four people would be involved, one driver, one guard, and two sleepers who trade place with the driver and guard when they need sleep. If possible, we could reinforce the walls of the trailer, making it a fortress in itself. We would also search for human controlled territory.

Okay, here's a defense plan for my house. First, board up windows and doors. I don't mean that cheap ply-wood, I mean real wood, 4x4s all along the frames. I'll reinforce them as well, no zombie coming in that way. I will also work on the outside, tearing down anything they can climb on. If everything is torn down, they can't climb in through the window. Second, I'll install thick slates of wood in the upstairs windows, making sure they only open out. Everyone knows that zombies are dumb, and so they won't be able to open the slates. But I could open them, to rain down a hell of bullets on their rotten heads. I would take an inventory of supplies, which will be kept in the basement, which will be the bunker if anything breaks in. A shaft will be made in the walls to allow acces from the upstairs to the basement. The entrance to the shaft would be well hidden, so that it would allow us time to escape as they zombies search for our warm fleshy tasty selves. Once the house is secure, there will be quite a bit of tunneling work. In the basement, we will dig straight down for a while, going deep enough that the tramp of undead hordes won't collapse tunnels. First, I would tunnel to the barricaded garage, where the vehicles will be kept for raids for supplies. Another tunnel will connect to a random point behind the house in the woods, to allow a quick escape. The house will be connected by tunnel to various other houses of TRUSTED survivors. These tunnels will be extremely heavily barricaded, so if a zombie break in happens at the other people house, we will be protected from them. While trapped in the house, we will be busy killing anything outside, making explosives, reloading brass (the casings bullets are in can be reloaded if you have the right equipment), looting houses, and trying to find help on the CB radio. If possible, we will construct walls around the house to allow us to relax outside, excercise, and more importantly, grow food. We will try to find animals to breed and raise, preferably birds so that we can get the eggs. We'd probably dig a well as well so that we can get water. Once we have this complete, life will be just fine, and we'll live the rest of our days protecting the house from zombies, and living like their never was an apochalypse of the undead.

It all depends on what type of pirates and ninjas we're talking about. If we are talking about in the media and cartoons, ninjas. How could a pirate beat something that can turn into anything it wants, disappear, and fly? BUT, if we're talking about in reality, which is what really counts, definitly pirates. First, pirates are ruthless killers with no rules or morals while ninjas are binded by the Japanese code of the warrior. Second, pirates have guns and cannons. It doesn't matter how sneakily a ninja approches if he ends up with a bullet in the chest. In fact, ninjas weren't that sneaky, they were just sneaky compared to the samuri. Much of the skills of ninjas are myths that the ninjas themselves circulated o inspire fear. Pirates, on the other hand, earned their title by killing and pillaging. And, ninjas are solitary, pirates run in teams. Face to face fight; pirate wins, war; pirate wins, lone pirate getting ambushed by a ninja; ninja wins FSM FTW

I'd go with plan 4, run like hell, only using the swords to chop down the zombies that try to attack you. Or better yet, drop them, you'll run faster. Fighting the zombies is never good, they're more numerous and friggin' hard to kill! Only head shots work on them, afterall. Hide and wait for them to leave, or at least lose interest and/or appetite

Fight our way into a new building, hide out there, and repeat the process.

What I like about him [x]Ron Paul is a constitutionalist. [x]Ron has never voted to raise taxes. [x]Ron has never voted for an unbalanced budget. [ ]Ron has never voted for the Iraq War. [X!!]Ron has never voted for a federal restriction on gun ownership. [ ]Ron has never voted to increase the power of the executive branch. [ ]Ron has never voted to raise congressional pay. [ ]Ron has never taken a government-paid junket. [x]Ron wants to abolish the Federal Reserve, the Income Tax, the IRS, the Department of Education, Energy, and Homeland Security. [ ]Ron voted against the Patriot Act. [?]Ron votes against regulating the Internet. [x]Ron voted against NAFTA and CAFTA. [x!]Ron votes against the United Nations. [X!]Ron votes against the welfare state. [?]Ron votes against reinstating a military draft. (Not sure what he means by this one, is it a draft currently for Iraq, or drafts in general, support for the first, not support for the second0 [x]Ron votes to preserve the constitution. [x]Ron votes to cut government spending. [?]Ron votes to lower healthcare costs. (By lower, is it the cost of health care for citizens, or lower the amount health care pays out? No to the first, yes to the second) [ ]Ron votes to end the war on drugs. [?]Ron votes to protect civil liberties. [X!]Ron votes to secure our borders with real immigration reform. [x]Ron votes to eliminate tax funded abortions and to overturn Roe v Wade. [x]Ron votes to protect religious freedom.

First, that's why we blow ALL the stairs leading down, second, that's what the rope ladder is for. We pack our bags and scram, by the time the zombies get through the traps, we'll be long gone

Okay, plan B; If it is impossible to leave the city, I will load up my ATV (all-terrain vehicle) with food, water purification supplies, ammunition, and other survival gear (see previous post for list of weapon and gear) and ride downtown with a trusted companion, trying to avoid main thoroughfairs and crowded areas. This is where an ATV comes in handy, I can ride off-road and it's smaller than a car. Well, once I reach downtown, I'll find a moderatly high building and hide out there. I'll load up an elevator, go to the top floor, kill all who inhabit it and three floors below it, and then place home-made bombs on the staircase and elevator shaft to prevent zombie invasion. I will set up camp a floor down from the top floor. The bottom two floors will be rigged with booby-traps and the top floor as well, so any air borne zombie mutants will have a hard time coming dwn from the roof, plus if the roof leaks we will have an extra layer between us and the roof. A rope-ladder will let me leave in case I run out of food supplies or there is a fire or something. The trusted friend will watch the base while I search for food, and let the rope ladder back down when I return. The advantages of being in a high building is that; 1) We can see for a long distance and spot any zombie threats 2) Zombies can't climb buildings 3) If there are government evacuations, we can signal for help. A helicopter can ladn on the roof 4) We will have a great view of the city when we decide it's time to relax from a hard-days surviving

My first kiss is kind of sad. It was at summer camp, I was 14. There was a cute girl who was in the matching cabin, they paired cabins to promote "unity and togetherness." Well, it was a two week camp and for the first week the two of us got closer and closer, from friends to good friends, but never really crossed that gap to boyfriend and girlfriend. Well, there was a bonfire, and the two of us sat together, and right before it ended, we looked at each other and it just happened. We both leaned in and kissed. WE both went off to our cabins, to nervous to say anything but bye. Well, the next day I find out some kid had told the counselors we were "making out and other sexually explicit actions," and they sent me home that day, because I didn't live very far from the camp. I never saw her again except in fleeting as I left the camp. I didn't get her addrress or phone number, all I knew was she lived three states over from me and that was it, I had planned to get her number or something, but was to nervous to ask. I have absolutely no idea of how to get in contact with her, she had a very generic name so it's not easy to just look her up. I just have that memory of a very wonderful week at summer camp and the sad memory of seeing crying as she watched me leave camp.

Why can't I be that lucky. You should have gone with it, man, and if she thinks it meant something later, just tell her that she made you do it.

Okay, here's my master plan. Strap on my gas mask first of all, just in case it's one of those nasty disease zombie epidemics. The I would get into the gun cabinet, get a 16 guage (less kick than a 12 guage, but still just as powerful) with a choke on it, so that it bores a hole in you the size of a baseball. Also a .45 Glock hand gun. While one of my family members run defence, the rest will load up the van and trailer with supplies. First of all we will load up the can goods and fresh water supply. Next, the seeds and plants and other farming implements and tools so that we can farm and build shelters. Then, the guns and ammo. Also, air filters for the masks and night vision goggles, after all zombies tend to attack at night. Also, the camo, zombies can't eat what they can't see. Finally, the generator and gas cans. We strike south to the wilderness and hide-out. We would dig into the hill and create a log wall, creating a shelter that will be hard to enter and won't let light out, making it hard to see. As time goes on we will dig tunnels into the hills and create an underground network of tunnels and catacombs beneath the mountains. Then we will disguise the entrances and take up residence underground and post scouts to watch for zombie insurrections. This is our any national emergency plan.

So my question is this: What's your zombie plan? Mine is to fight my way through the zombie hordes using a makeshift club until i get to a sporting goods store to get my hands on a gun. Then steal a car and drive till I get to a redneck territory which is one of the few areas zombies are unable to survive. I live in redneck country, so I guess I don't need a plan. But I do have an armory with a load of ammo, food stores, clean water, and a reinforced basement bunker. We have hazmat suits (those yellow things people wear at contaminant spills) and gas masks in case it's one of those virus zombie things. I think I'm ready for a zombie apocalypse.

I'm too busy to continue this story, I'm sorry. But if someone wishes to take this story over and continue it, be my guest. Farewell. Please don't ruin it.

Can you grow pineapples from your nose if you want to? I didn't think so. Try using a pineapple with a helm, see what happens.

The only problem I have is the dirty item idea. You know pkers will hang around those spots, making it harder for rwts of course, but also making it more difficult for the real pkers. If you know people will be walking by wiht 30k of items soon, you'll want to hang around there to kill them.

Loneliness is one thing, being alone is another. No one should feel loneliness, but solitude is something to be cherished now-a-days. If you've ever experienced true solitude, it's one of the best things ever. Especially solitude in a beatiful, natural space. I mean the solitude in which there is no sound or sign of humanity, just silence and the feeling that you may be the only human left on Earth, or imagine that you are the first human to be placed on Earth. It's a very wonderful feeling. Anyways, to my hates (in order of thought, not level of hatred); -Anyone who hates something because it's "icky," "Nasty," "gross," or any of it's derivatives. -People who abuse animals -People who abuse people -People who can't shut up no matter what, especially in a show I payed $60 for a ticket too, and instead of hearing the symphony, I hear the two idiots behind me talking about how bad the show is. If you don't like it, let those of us who do enjoy it. -People who can't control their children in public. Make your child realize that the $200 dollar glass sculpture is not a ball. And when I yell at him before he breaks it, don't yell at me for abusing your little precious bundle of joy. Then don't complain to my superior when I make you pay for the sculpture when the kid breaks it. A smack to the fanny ought to right them in a jiffy. Don't yell "CHILD ABUSER" now. I don't mean beating the kid until he's black, blue, and bloody. Just make his bottom the shade of pink that'll match a steak cooked rare. -People who think they know better than you just because they're older. I am doing this for a living, so when I tell you that your dog is about to pee all over the wall, don't look at me like I just called you a stupid idiot (which you most likely are), KEEP YOUR DOG FROM PEEING ON THE WALL BEFORE I HAVE TO CLEAN IT UP! I don't mind dog pee, but I have other jobs to do then wipe down the walls. -People who think since I dont say "Ow" when I get hurt, they have to somehow make me say ow, so they try to hurt me over and over again. -Anyone who thinks that just because they're outside and not in their yard, they can just drop they're trash on the ground. Nature is not your trashcan. Possible more to come, I have a lot more to things to hate.

I hate when this kind of thing happens. What kind of person thinks "My life stinks, now I'm gonna go kill random people and then myself so they're families' lives stink and everyone who loves me's lives stink" Personally, I think suicides are the second most selfish thing any one can do. This kind of thing is the first.

I remember the time my friend did that, I broke his nose and made him lose two teeth. But he had been a real jerk before that anyways so... But really, be more responsible next time, do not trust anyone, not even your best friend. That's what I've done and I only had one account hacked (a pure pker with 10k) and that kid got his punishment (see previous paragraph).

This is something I've been working on for a while. Please, read it, enjoy it, and tell me what you liked, didn't like, so on and so forth. It is a work in progress, so don't yell at me for missing an ending. Part 1, Chapter 1 The roaring flame had died down to embers, and the shadows slowly crept in towards the three adventurers. The three lay asleep, their rhythmic breathing the only sound around. The trees around them stood tall and foreboding, leaning over the huddled masses. The three slept soundly, with visions of riches dancing in their brains, and deep in the recesses of their minds, they were rich beyond their wildest dreams. If I succeeded tonight, these dreamers wouldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t live to fulfill their dreams, or even to see the light of the next day. I am a hunter, but not any hunter. I hunt the most wily, elusive, and powerful prey around. I hunt men. I am not an ordinary player killer. Those fools wander around the wilderness and bludgeon anything and everyone they see. No, I am more systematic then that. I had been tracking these three for four days, and at long last I had them. They hadnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t been hard to track, sadly, due to the fact they didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know they were being followed. They left a trail a dead goblin could follow. I had done the tracking and now to the second part of my trade. I stared out of the trees which surrounded the three. My hand slowly slid down my side and rested on my dagger. I slipped from the shadows, mimicking them in silence and stealth. I extracted the dagger from its cloth lined sheath. It slid out silently. I placed itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s blade on one of the sleeperÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s neck. With a quick motion, I slit his throat. It left a thin, delicate red line. A drop of blood trickled from one of the ends. The manÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s eyes opened, then bulged. I stared into the dark eyes. Then, I saw a haze fall over them. They sank into the dull, fog of death. I didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t bother to mourn or even contemplate the manÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s death. I grabbed the manÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s pack from under his head and tossed it over my shoulder. I didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t bother looking through it, there would be time later. I grabbed the armor that sat next to him and stuffed it into the pack. I did a quick search of his body. My effort was rewarded by an enchanted glory amulet and a diamond ring of life; it hadnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t done my prey much good. I began to slip over to the next body when I heard a crack of a twig out in the darkness. I turned to see a team of adventurers trudging through the forest. When they saw me, the corpse, and the two sleeping adventurers, they cried out and charged at us. This woke up the two adventurers who turned to me and stared. I quickly whispered, ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅWater strike.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

The idea's there, but you need to expand on it. Try describing the events rather than stating them. That'll add length and make it more interesting.

Isn't it obvious? - Restriction on amount of wager for staking 1 vs. 1 - Domination of market's prices, loss of independence - No more exciting parties with friends at Party Pete, the bankers must notify all the noobs and invite uninvited guests Next update: Greetings brave adventurers. Due to the fact that autoing has become popular, we have decided to make restrictions on the amount of levels you may gain per day. There is a 1 level maximum per day now. This will ensure autoing to become less frequent, which will result in a better online experience. Yours truly, Jagex The sad thing is this has probably gone through Jagex's mind. Maybe someday we will see that fateful message, "We have decided to shut off all Runescape servers because we believe this is the best solution to stopping bots. You may now play your game bot free, oh wait nevermind, you can't. Have a nice life!" Someday, someday...

It's because if your, say, woodcutting, you don't want to be cutting logs with ten level 99s. Usually you want to find the least people with the lowest world. That way you get more. Plus you can use it as a chance to show off your awesomeness.

Hmm, The numbers on the lottery ticket say "Magpie" and "Macaw" Bith are birds, and the lottery ticket says "jewels, gp, gold items." Perhaps summoning birds that work like the steel item collector backpack, except with money and such.

Finally, someone not yelling how stupid Jagex is. Although I don't like everything they do, at least they try to help. They could just leave us and collect the dividens of members. Craniums are skulls, btw. Cranium is the scientifice name for skull