As I’m writing this, everyone is going nuts on twitter, facebook, and all the other social places. It’s the 20th December 2012, the eve of the Mayan Apocalypse. Yes, you’ve stepped back in time with me. But freak not, that we are even able to perform this act of time travelling stupendousness means that the world did not, in fact, end. Phew.
Still, the idea of the world up and ending has got people’s imagination going into overdrive. How will it happen? I like to think zombies would be involved but that’s just me. I like zombies. Zombies are cool. I’d also be down with a plague or some other civilisation stopping scenario that leaves the world mostly intact, giving people (including me, preferably) a chance of survival. Some situation that meant George, the mild mannered local butcher, had to step up and lead a group of ordinary folk into the future, clinging onto the remnants of democracy and human kindness by the skin of their teeth.
Please note, I write romance erotic – Romance – to be specific. So in my mind, the part of George would be played by Richard Armitage and he would frequently lose his shirt in tragic circumstances. There’d probably be an unseemly accident involving baby oil at least once or twice. But enough tom foolery, let’s talk survival. What if 99% of the population up and disappeared? What if everything was just lying around waiting to be picked up by those remaining few? Weapons, canned food, whatever. It’s all there, waiting.
Now, I’m a normal middle class girl from a suburban background. If pressed, I could probably manage to grow a few lettuces and the odd tomato. I’ve got a basic knowledge of how to use a handgun. Though the chances of me making a head shot on a shambling member of the undead is next to none. My aim is truly lousy. So, I’ve got minimal survival skills at best. Damn it, you’ve just scratched my name off your Apocalyptic Survival Team haven’t you?
I’d also like to say that I happen to believe in the fundamental goodness of humanity. But without law and order to enforce my basic rights, I don’t like my chances of only meeting people of a like mind. Zombies might not be the only threat. How would people behave once the rules did not apply? If you could do seemingly anything, what would you do? That’s what intrigues me, ordinary people in extraordinary situations. And Richard Armitage. I find him fascinating.
So tell me, how would you survive the apocalypse?
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