[LazorOfNik]

You are trapped in a room with 3 walls and a window covering the 4th wall. There is an open hatch leading through the flat roof.
An army of zombies is rapidly approaching, but you are unarmed.
In your room, you have some rope (equal to the height of the room, which is average height), an airhorn, an acoustic guitar (stringed), a fishing rod (complete with hooks, lures, etc.), some long sticks, a pocket knife (Read: Not a good zombie-fighting weapon), and duct tape.
Your goal here is to escape the room and make it over to a safe room a good running's distance away. Zombies are attracted to noise and will swarm you if you start to clatter around. You can break the glass, but the crashing will alert the zombies. The zombies cannot break the glass or climb onto the roof, however. At some point, you must kill some zombies in such a way so as to not get eaten, so don't run into a pack of them with your pocket knife, stab one, then run away. Try to use as many items as possible and assume that the zombies are fairly brittle, meaning that as long as you hit one with something hard or sharp going at a good speed, it will die. No punching.
Good luck.

[pummelme-]

I would duc tape the knife to the stick and use the fishing rod as a long whip with the hooks on the end. I would then duc tape the airhorn down and throw it as far away from me as i can. While the zombies are still atracted to the airhorn i will run away as fast as I can killing any zombie with my makeshift spear.

[Susan_Boyle]

The Plan
1. Remove loose clothing such as baggy t-shirts.
2. Attach rope to the hole in the ceiling, test to make sure is secure.
3. Duck tape round the air-horn button to make it constantly sound, and distract the zombies.
4. Throw air-horn out of the hole in the roof, preferably behind the crowd of zombies, and away from safe room.
5. Pause for distraction to kick in.
6. Ascend rope with the chunkiest stick and pen-knife.
7. Run like f*** away from the air-horn'd zombies and towards safe room, as shown in picture.



The end.

[Joelove]

You are trapped in a room with 3 walls and a window covering the 4th wall. There is an open hatch leading through the flat roof.
An army of zombies is rapidly approaching, but you are unarmed.
In your room, you have some rope (equal to the height of the room, which is average height), an airhorn, an acoustic guitar (stringed), a fishing rod (complete with hooks, lures, etc.), some long sticks, a pocket knife (Read: Not a good zombie-fighting weapon), and duct tape.
Your goal here is to escape the room and make it over to a safe room a good running's distance away. Zombies are attracted to noise and will swarm you if you start to clatter around. You can break the glass, but the crashing will alert the zombies. The zombies cannot break the glass or climb onto the roof, however. At some point, you must kill some zombies in such a way so as to not get eaten, so don't run into a pack of them with your pocket knife, stab one, then run away. Try to use as many items as possible and assume that the zombies are fairly brittle, meaning that as long as you hit one with something hard or sharp going at a good speed, it will die. No punching.
Good luck.

Bah first person already took my idea of taping the air horn down and chucking it lol but oh well.

First I'd duck tape the sticks together tightly to form a blunt object with some weight behind it, then i'd tape the air horn down and chuck it behind the zombies away from the safe room and my path of escape. I'd grab the pocket knife and fishing line and my new blunt weapon and make a Bee line for the safe room, bashing any zombies in my way.

[Bonejunky]

I'd beat them with the guitar, wait for instakill and then knife the crap outta them with the knife whilst making my way to the safe room.

EDIT: "Knife the crap outta them with the knife" I feel muy estupido.

EDIT2: Also, ya might wanna put a rule about suicide in there. Who would want to live in a world full of zombies anyway?

[Dugs30]

I open my eyes to near pitch dark, and the sound of scuffling around me. Picking myself up I notice I'm in a warehouse, with odds and ends scattered around. Three of the walls around me are bare; however, the fourth has a rather large window. Peering out I see, with sudden shock, what appears to be zombies. A closer look proves my assumption to be correct. My heart starts to pound, "How did I get here? What are those... things!?! What am I going to do?!?" Then I see it: A police station right across a field... filled with zombies.

"Great," I think, "Now what? I guess the police station would be my best bet..." A forage of the warehouse yields not too much: some rope, an airhorn, an acoustic guitar, a fishing rod with some hooks, some long sticks, a pocket knife, and some duct tape. From previous zombie relations (i.e. netflix) I knew that close combat would prove unsuccessful. Quickly, using the long sticks, the pocket knife, and the duct tape, I rig up a pretty sturdy spear. With a weapon out of the way, I think of successful escape. With astonishment, I notice where the light source of the room had been coming from: an open hatch in the roof! Perfect! Then it hit me, the perfect plan.

Breaking apart the acoustic guitar (being careful not to make too much noise) I fashion a grapple and attach it to the rope. With a few unsuccessful attempts, I finally manage to hook it to the roof and make a stealthy exit. With a good escape route, I then go back and fourth to bring all the tools from inside the warehouse to the roof. Taking the remaining pieces of the guitar, and all of the long sticks I can, I attach them to the end of the rope (while on top of the roof).

With as much weight as I could possibly manage on the end of the rope, I was ready. A quick prayer, some pump up punches, and a wipe of the brow, I swing the weighted rope towards the window. "Thunk," A loud noise emits from the window, but no breakage. A few zombies are alerted, but do nothing to see what is up. Reeling in the rope, I try the swinging again. The sound of glass shattering proves my efforts not in vain, as zombies come running for the sound.

Most of the zombies had cleared the field, but many remained; too much for me and my spear. Thinking fast, I remember the airhorn, "Perfect!" Taking the duct tape, I wrap it around the trigger for the horn. It emits a very shrill sound, sure to attract most of the remaining zombies. Dropping it down the hatch, I watch as all but three of the remaining zombies file into the house to see what is up. Being as fast and silent as I can, I attach the grapple to the side of the warehouse. With another prayer, and spear in hand, I was off.

Looking like a pretty bad-A ninja, I make it off the roof and to the ground with no sweat. On me I had my make-shift spear and the fishing rod (just in case). The airhorn was causing a big enough commotion that I run full sprint towards the police station. Halfway there I start to grin, "I'm going to make it!" Then, it happened. The airhorn, deciding to betray me, stopped. Instantaneously, alerted to my footsteps, the three remaining zombies gave me a dead-locked stare. Dumb-founded, I stared back. Within three seconds they were after me, in full sprint. Deciding that combat would not prove beneficial, I retreat to the police station. Almost there I start to grin again, apparently my fatal flaw. A rock sent me head over heels, and I hear a loud crack as I hit the ground. Without feeling any pain, I scramble back up, only to be sent down by a numbness in my left leg. The fastest zombie was then upon me, lunging with snapping teeth. Being too close to stab with the spear, instead I block its clench with the shaft. It started to gnaw on the wood (giggity) until I sent it sprawling away with a quick jerk (double giggity). Another lunge and its face met the cold of my knife. Unfortunately, this broke my already gnawed on spear. With two zombies fast approaching, I took out the fishing rod. Being a master baiter (triple giggity), I cast at the closest of the two. The hook caught just under the zombies chin. Then they were on me. The one with the hook lunged first, at which I dodged forward, jerking the line towards me. The hook, being embedded in its rotten flesh, tore through its neck; chopping off its head and leaving the body stumbling forward. The second zombie, slightly behind the first, also took a lunge. Taking the butt of the rod, I jammed it as hard as I could into its eye. The zombie, surprisingly frail, buckled under the blow, with the rod sticking through its head. With both zombies basically dead, I started my long limp towards the very close police station.

The opening of the double doors yielded salvation. My quest had completed, but my journey had just began.

Thanks for reading guys!

[bcbarton]

Well, since nobody else is gonna put the idea forward, I would calmly wait forever since I was bitten getting to that room and have already turned into a zombie. Grrrhhhnnn, braaainnnssss.

[FlannyFlan]

I open my eyes to near pitch dark, and the sound of scuffling around me. Picking myself up I notice I'm in a warehouse, with odds and ends scattered around. Three of the walls around me are bare; however, the fourth has a rather large window. Peering out I see, with sudden shock, what appears to be zombies. A closer look proves my assumption to be correct. My heart starts to pound, "How did I get here? What are those... things!?! What am I going to do?!?" Then I see it: A police station right across a field... filled with zombies.

"Great," I think, "Now what? I guess the police station would be my best bet..." A forage of the warehouse yields not too much: some rope, an airhorn, an acoustic guitar, a fishing rod with some hooks, some long sticks, a pocket knife, and some duct tape. From previous zombie relations (i.e. netflix) I knew that close combat would prove unsuccessful. Quickly, using the long sticks, the pocket knife, and the duct tape, I rig up a pretty sturdy spear. With a weapon out of the way, I think of successful escape. With astonishment, I notice where the light source of the room had been coming from: an open hatch in the roof! Perfect! Then it hit me, the perfect plan.

Breaking apart the acoustic guitar (being careful not to make too much noise) I fashion a grapple and attach it to the rope. With a few unsuccessful attempts, I finally manage to hook it to the roof and make a stealthy exit. With a good escape route, I then go back and fourth to bring all the tools from inside the warehouse to the roof. Taking the remaining pieces of the guitar, and all of the long sticks I can, I attach them to the end of the rope (while on top of the roof).

With as much weight as I could possibly manage on the end of the rope, I was ready. A quick prayer, some pump up punches, and a wipe of the brow, I swing the weighted rope towards the window. "Thunk," A loud noise emits from the window, but no breakage. A few zombies are alerted, but do nothing to see what is up. Reeling in the rope, I try the swinging again. The sound of glass shattering proves my efforts not in vain, as zombies come running for the sound.

Most of the zombies had cleared the field, but many remained; too much for me and my spear. Thinking fast, I remember the airhorn, "Perfect!" Taking the duct tape, I wrap it around the trigger for the horn. It emits a very shrill sound, sure to attract most of the remaining zombies. Dropping it down the hatch, I watch as all but three of the remaining zombies file into the house to see what is up. Being as fast and silent as I can, I attach the grapple to the side of the warehouse. With another prayer, and spear in hand, I was off.

Looking like a pretty bad-A ninja, I make it off the roof and to the ground with no sweat. On me I had my make-shift spear and the fishing rod (just in case). The airhorn was causing a big enough commotion that I run full sprint towards the police station. Halfway there I start to grin, "I'm going to make it!" Then, it happened. The airhorn, deciding to betray me, stopped. Instantaneously, alerted to my footsteps, the three remaining zombies gave me a dead-locked stare. Dumb-founded, I stared back. Within three seconds they were after me, in full sprint. Deciding that combat would not prove beneficial, I retreat to the police station. Almost there I start to grin again, apparently my fatal flaw. A rock sent me head over heels, and I hear a loud crack as I hit the ground. Without feeling any pain, I scramble back up, only to be sent down by a numbness in my left leg. The fastest zombie was then upon me, lunging with snapping teeth. Being too close to stab with the spear, instead I block its clench with the shaft. It started to gnaw on the wood (giggity) until I sent it sprawling away with a quick jerk (double giggity). Another lunge and its face met the cold of my knife. Unfortunately, this broke my already gnawed on spear. With two zombies fast approaching, I took out the fishing rod. Being a master baiter (triple giggity), I cast at the closest of the two. The hook caught just under the zombies chin. Then they were on me. The one with the hook lunged first, at which I dodged forward, jerking the line towards me. The hook, being embedded in its rotten flesh, tore through its neck; chopping off its head and leaving the body stumbling forward. The second zombie, slightly behind the first, also took a lunge. Taking the butt of the rod, I jammed it as hard as I could into its eye. The zombie, surprisingly frail, buckled under the blow, with the rod sticking through its head. With both zombies basically dead, I started my long limp towards the very close police station.

The opening of the double doors yielded salvation. My quest had completed, but my journey had just began.

Thanks for reading guys!

Put the pot and shrooms down...

[CidKid]

You are trapped in a room with 3 walls and a window covering the 4th wall. There is an open hatch leading through the flat roof.
An army of zombies is rapidly approaching, but you are unarmed.
In your room, you have some rope (equal to the height of the room, which is average height), an airhorn, an acoustic guitar (stringed), a fishing rod (complete with hooks, lures, etc.), some long sticks, a pocket knife (Read: Not a good zombie-fighting weapon), and duct tape.
Your goal here is to escape the room and make it over to a safe room a good running's distance away. Zombies are attracted to noise and will swarm you if you start to clatter around. You can break the glass, but the crashing will alert the zombies. The zombies cannot break the glass or climb onto the roof, however. At some point, you must kill some zombies in such a way so as to not get eaten, so don't run into a pack of them with your pocket knife, stab one, then run away. Try to use as many items as possible and assume that the zombies are fairly brittle, meaning that as long as you hit one with something hard or sharp going at a good speed, it will die. No punching.
Good luck.

It's simple really. You grab your guitar and start strummin away to the "Goofy Goober" song. Done.

[Dugs30]

Put the pot and shrooms down...

No...