But you came here for the apocalypse talk, let's be honest. There's a "get to know me!" meme going around, and one of the questions is "which is worse, zombie or robot apocalypse" and I'm like "REALLY? THIS IS UP FOR QUESTIONING?" If you answered robots, then you have not watched enough movies.
1. 28 Days Later (I KNOW. THEY AREN'T ZOMBIES. BUT IT WOULD BE THE SAME.) vs. Terminator? One movie has everyone EATING EVERYONE ELSE and the other has the Governor of California stalking a chick with acid washed pants tucked into puffy socks. (Note: T and T2 are some of my all time fave movies, just to be fair.)
2. Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaains! vs. "We used poisonous gasses and we poisoned their asses" although that last one does mean no more yogurt and stairs. STILL. DOES NOT COMPARE.
3. Camping out in a mall with a few douchenozzles (and a secretly pregnant zombie lady that will kill you all) as hordes of hungry zombies surround you looking for a way to eat you vs. "we are in Zion" rave of perfectly beautiful people all of the same age and all are very very sweaty. HOWEVER: you have to endure the monotone of Neo in that last one. DOES NOT COMPARE.
4. Having to off your mum after she JUST MET the love of your life (who has dumped you, let's be honest) while you're leading a group to safety at the Winchester through a zombie horde in hopes of a mythic loaded gun vs. DO YOU WANT TO PLAY A GAME? DOES NOT COMPARE. (The computer didn't launch the nukes, so.... Tic Tac Toe destroyed the threat. THINK ABOUT THAT FOR A MINUTE. TIC. TAC. freaking TOE.)
And if you can't figure out which movie is which, I AM NOT GOING TO HELP YOU. That is an education you must reach for on your own, Grasshopper. Robots will kill your computer and car, you can live in the woods or an island, and quite happily. Or you know, in a magnet factory (my first line of defense.) Zombies will EAT your FACE MEAT. Being eaten is far worse than being denied ICanHazCheeseburger or having to play a game of computer chess, I'm just saying.
(And think about my icon: robots will destroy the sign THAT WARNS YOU ABOUT ZOMBIES.)
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THE VIRUS IS COMING, SAL!! (There are too many hackers and magnets. Robots are easy. Why do you think I carry around this 10 pound magnet in my bag?) LOL.
Uh, anyway, good luck with the audition, hope you get it! *winning smile*
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LOL!! (And thanks!)
(holy bad spelling on my part, WHAT'S UP BRAIN???)
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It's a good thing the mister likes cabrito *sacrifices goat on your behalf*
Mmmmm, cabrito. Muchas gracias, Amiga!
Thank you, me too!
In it there's basically a zombie fucking planet made out of the nanorobts that eat all shit. And do not, I repeat, do not get me started on God-turned-Devil-turned-AI from "A Fire Upon The Deep" by Vernor Vinge. You owe it to yourself to read that book (and the entirety of Lem, who predicted the Matrix 20 years before the movie and whom Philip K. Dick thought to be an acronym of the Polish KGB).
(Wow, that's a lot of brackets.)
I agree with you wholeheartedly (that's with extra heart and brains), zombies are scarier than out-of-control robots.
I HOPE YOU GET THE PART! *crosses appendages for you*
No, no, I'm performing! It's a story-slam. FUN! <3 <3 <3
Although, your last little mention of your icon made me a little more worried about robots: say there is a robot apocalypse, they destroy the sign that warns you about zombies, and then we never see the post-robot-apocalypse zombie apocalypse coming! Ahhhhh!
(wouldn't leaving T's uncrossed make them baslards?)
Hope you get that part! :D
And... just thought I'd share, but my Mormon upbringing has left me with a rather quirky, irrational fear of the apocalypse. It’s not the roving bands of lawless, raping, murdering heathens that will take over the Earth but rather the fact that I don’t know how to milk a cow – yes, you heard me, but to clarify, I fear that my reliance on modern technology has left me ignorant of basic survival skills – like baking with raw, fresh ground flour. This fear has gripped me since I was just a wee lassie learning about the apocalypse – and in fact, to this day, almost every time I watch, say, a cooking show that uses even something as minimally processed as olive oil I think “You fail show?! How is this going to help me when I can’t just go down to the store and purchase my EVOO, huh?! What do you think of me? I don't know how to press olives! Show me how to make my own Herb de Provence, why don’t ya! You suck!”
Ahhh, thank you Sunday School Teach for extolling the horrors of the apocalypse to my young, impressionable mind.
See, my LDS upbringing has made me feel like I'm totally ready for the Apocalypse, because let's face it: that's what girl's camp and scouts are for. CLEARLY YOU NEED AN LDS PREPAREDNESS MANUAL, IT TELLS YOU EVERYTHING! (Like how much ammo to buy, how to hide your food storage from pesky neighbors, and that you may have to kill people. NO, REALLY.)