The dead are gonna kill you if you don't kill them first, so why not do it in style?
Whats your most exciting method of disposing of the non-living?
Explosive? Sharp? Funny? Silent? Loud? Heavy?
The winner will win bragging rights to say that they won the zombie kill of the week.
We spent 2 days setting this up... we drew straws to see who'd be the bait. Naturally as luck would have it I drew the short..... So While Don and Finn set themselves up i scurried through the hedges the long way round so they wouldn't see me too soon. I saw it, standing there staring into space, the same motherfucker, I knew it was him, dirty red sweater, torn denim jeans and 1 shoe... I took a deep breath and stole a moment to remember Dawn who not 3 days ago has been torn apart by this runner. My thoughts collected I stepped out of the hedge, my little fingers in my mouth the whistle flew past my lips grabbing it's attention while alerting the guys we were on our way.. It raised it's head and my heart beat in my chest as i tried to anticipate when it would give chase... it took about a second before it's vacant stare transformed into a deathly growl baring it's flesh stained teeth... I turned on a dime and ran in the middle of the street... I had to make sure it didn't veer, it had to stay on course... My feet took turns hitting the ground in perfect harmony to my beating heart i raised the peive of mirror in my hand making sure i was being followed without having to turn back.... There it was, this monster, eyeing me up the way a lion stares at a gazelle...Only a split second dount enetered my mind as i apporached the spot but i cleared it out and focused on the final phase.... I tore past the two oak trees either side of me like linford chrisite "NOW" i heard as they shouted in unison, i turned as my feet tried to slow me down causing me to stumble on my back but allowing me to witness the beautiful culmination of our perfectly timed plan as Don and Finn pulled the lines tight, the runner unaware his fate was about to befall him ran through it... For another split second i thought we had failed as he ran another 4 or 5 steps before his toros slipped of his hips and his head snapped back dangling in the hood of his sweatshirt.......
The zombies were standing above this tree right? and I was just fucking around and threw my tomahawk against this rock and it flew and hit one of the bastards in the face. It was an accident.
Wait did I just kill zombie grandma?!!? shit
Here, im going to show you guys my zombie kill, not as an entry, but just because I think its funny and for your guy's opinion. Okay, here goes.
Well, about three weeks back I was holed up on the roof of an apartment building with my friend, another survivor, and there are a whole bunch of zombie on the pavement about 20 feet below us. Anyways, we decide that the only way we can get out is to kill them, but we have to conserve ammo, so my friend has this idea. We have a very long, thick, rope with us, so I tie one end of it to my friend in a makeshift harness, and the other to a pole in the roof, and then to me. He takes machete (always sharpened to near razor like standards), and he ties it very tightly to a metal rod. I then lower him down the side of until he is almost arms length away from the crowd of meat puppets below. He positions himself right and takes aim with his makeshift pole/spear, and stabs the first zombie threw the skull, this kills it, but he holds onto his spear and repeats this process. With the zombies almost lining up to be killed (they were probably hungry), it was relatively easy for him to keep out of harms way while killing all of the 'z's. When I got him back up he told me it was one of the funniest things he'd ever seen in a sick sort of way, all of the zombies just scrambling to get stabbed in the head.
Well, thats my story, but of course I wouldn't make mine the 'z' kill of the week, keep posting guys.