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I'm all prepared to host a NYE party so would probably be like the This is the End frat pack movie.

There's nothing to do.

I've got one hell of a cold right now. I'd welcome the sweet relief.

I go outside with arms open wide, saying "it's about time".

Make sure my phone was actually on silent, put ear plugs in and go back to sleep. I'm too fucking tired to try and survive anything more.

Go to basement. Got enough emergency supplies to last a while.

Ah just dump all my cat's treats in her bowl and probably go lie down.

Hopefully it's a nice day so I could go outside and lay down in the grass or climb a tree to chill and completely relax.

Clearly, war has come. My town won't be the one getting hit though.

Load a few jerry cans in the car, take out cash at the ATM, fill up as much fuel, clean water and firewood as possible, then stop by the local hospital and ask if they need extra hands. Meanwhile give my sis a call.

Go stand in the street and flip off the CIA satellite overhead. I'm ready.

• I would text my housemate my location and where I planned to shelter.
• if i was at home I would go to the lowest floor in the middle of the house away from the windows. in my current place, I think I'd be in the ground-floor bathroom, so I'd also fill any available containers with tap water while I still could
• I'd follow the news online as long as I could, switching to my radio if/when necessary
• see web pages like this for more tips: https://www.ready.gov/ especially: http://www.ready.gov/sites/default/files/2021-11/are-you-ready-guide.pdf

Oh! Oh! I have an answer for this. I remember around the time that The Day After aired, one of the local news stations ran a story simulating what would happen to my city were it hit by an ICBM. We lived on the far side of a hill, far enough away from downtown for it to be potentially survivable. I decided that if we got the warning, I'd grab my bike and light out for ground zero. Fuck surviving, I don't wanna take the chance of being alive but horribly injured, and that aftermath shit just wasn't worth it.

Oh, so if you ever wonder why Gen X/Xennials are so fucked up, there ya go.

Ha we don't have text alerts in my country! I would die happy and ignorant in my pretty toilet

Sweden, costal village north of Stockholm.

If a missile is on it's way, I'd send a text to my near and dear with a quick "missile incomming, love you, if I don't make it, you can have X".

Then go to bed in my walk in closet.

I live alone in my flat, top floor, no proper shelter in my general area.

I am "lucky" enough to live within a few miles of a place I'm pretty sure would be a ground zero in an all out nuclear attack. I live in a university town. And the university I attend has a nuclear engineering program along with an accompanying research reactor. In any all-out nuclear exchange, anything related to nuclear technology is at the top of the target list. A facility that trains new nuclear engineers is definitely on the target list. We've actually talked about this. If we get this message, our plan is to round up the cats, throw then in the car, grab every mind altering substance we can get our hands on, and go get wasted outside the front gate of the reactor building. We won't try to break into the building or anything; the alert could always be in error and we don't need a felony for trying to break into a nuclear facility on our records. But when hydrogen bombs are involved, the front gate of the reactor building is close enough to ground zero to do the job.

Sorry, but there are indeed fates worse than death. For one, we would be unlikely to survive the initial bombing anyway. But most people have this idea that you'll get vaporized by a bomb. That's not how these things actually work. If you're killed in the first hour by the bomb, odds are it will be from being slowly cooked alive in the burning collapsed remnants of your own home. And sure, we could drive out into the country, but that would only ensure that we would die slowly from fallout induced radiation sickness, slow starvation after the complete collapse of all supply chains, or worse.

Trust me. If that alert comes, the ones close enough to ground zero to be atomized will be the lucky ones. This is something that you do not want to survive. I would encourage anyone that if they ever get that alert, to try to travel as close to whatever you think is your most likely ground zero as possible. You'll be doing yourself and your loved ones a favor. Unless you're already an off-grid survivalist type living in a self-sufficient compound way outside of any blast or fallout zone, all you're doing by escaping the blasts is stretching out your own misery. Do you and yours a favor by making it quick and painless.

On another note, Happy New Year!

I'm about 45 minutes from the Sierra Nevada mountains so I'm headed there to a place I know.

I live in a shithole 100km from a NATO capital. I'm not expecting a direct or near hit, so the fallout is my main concern. I should have at least 20-30 minutes to get comfy.

I've got potable water in jugs in the basement already. I'll just grab a couple of mattresses, sleeping bags, camping stove, food, solar/crank radio and head down there. Also some duct tape to seal up the ventilation.

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1. I go to the residential shelter.
2. Neighbors go to their shelters.
3. No memes, everyone continues to do their stuff as usual after 10-min shelter stay.

Nothing new here, actually

Given how slow the elevator is in my building, I’d do nothing. I’d be dead before it showed up.

Drugs. So the usual.

I assume pizza delivery times will be through the roof, so I'd try to get mine in ASAP.

Get with my kids and hang out... wherever. No basement, so either in a bathroom or get in a car and park it around behind my house and hope it's enough to protect us from the blast. If it doesn't, at least I'll be together with my kids when it happens.

If I’m in a country that isn’t at war, and has a strong military:

Ignore it and go about what I was doing. Later on, probably read about some idiot who sent the warning by accident.

Possibly, die in a fiery explosion.