In all honesty, my depression. Ain't nobody got time for coping mechanisms or medications in the apocalypse, and after watching my family and pets die (having to put Sam out of his misery in S2E1 absolutely killed me, and I didn't even know the poor guy in real life), I'd probably just give up.
On the plus side. I do have a medical degree, and while my speciality (urogynaecology) may not be quite as useful as others, I am totally down for delivering babies (I'm super-excited to see how Telltale depicts Rebecca's birthing), setting broken bones and amputating limbs, among other things. Also, medicinal botany was kind of my jam as an undergrad, so that could be potentially helpful in the chance that I (or a member of the hypothetical group I join, should my antisocial tendencies not get the best of me) get sick.
Still, I can't climb trees and my eyesight is shoddy at best. Total zambie meat, this one.
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I think I would die because of my extremely moral choices or just because of my own stupidity =D
I guess at times my initiative can lag a bit... So if I ever got put in a quick reaction scenario I'd probably be Walker Meat!
Other than that, I think I have the right amount of patience, charisma and trust to survive in an apocalyptic world!
In all honesty, my depression. Ain't nobody got time for coping mechanisms or medications in the apocalypse, and after watching my family and pets die (having to put Sam out of his misery in S2E1 absolutely killed me, and I didn't even know the poor guy in real life), I'd probably just give up.
On the plus side. I do have a medical degree, and while my speciality (urogynaecology) may not be quite as useful as others, I am totally down for delivering babies (I'm super-excited to see how Telltale depicts Rebecca's birthing), setting broken bones and amputating limbs, among other things. Also, medicinal botany was kind of my jam as an undergrad, so that could be potentially helpful in the chance that I (or a member of the hypothetical group I join, should my antisocial tendencies not get the best of me) get sick.
Still, I can't climb trees and my eyesight is shoddy at best. Total zambie meat, this one.