Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse

[shotbillmurray.livejournal.com]

Today the class was once again in the Danger Room but upon entering the students would see that it was just a normal classroom.

"Hey guys," Columbus said leaning up against his desk and holding up a bunch of test pamphlets. "Take a seat. This is your final exam. If you need a number 2 pencil, I brought extras."

[Please wait for OCD]

Comments

[fh-dangershop.livejournal.com]

Essay Question:

What is the air-speed velocity of an unladen African swallow?

Oh, wait. You don't get to answer that question. Because a horde of zombies just burst through the door looking for tasty human flesh.

Did you really think there wouldn't be a practical part of the exam?

Feel free to fight off the zombies with improvised items from the classroom.

Or the automatic pistols taped underneath the desks. If you notice them.

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

Honestly, Dave expected the whole test to be nothing but this. That's why he stretched before class. And that's why he was ready to run away the second they appeared.

[necroslacker]

Yeah, Sam hadn't expected the paper test to be it. When the zombies came oozing through that door, he jumped out of his seat and backed up, deciding he was gonna use the chair to defend himself.

When he kicked over his desk to use as a shield, he spotted the gun and decided that would be much better than the damn chair. He grabbed it and got to shooting.

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Surreal was off like a shot, weaving through the classroom to take cover.

Look, the zombies wanted human flesh. The cat was staying faaaaaar away from this.