Alien vs. Alien ARC Contest
International Contest
It's time to get your win on and grab an ARC of Alien vs. Alien while the grabbing's good! There are 4 (that's right, FOUR) ARCs up for grabs, which means lots of opportunities to score an early Advanced Reader Copy of Book 6!
So, Hook Me Up! subscribers who have sent in your proper entry emails, riddle me this: When things are blowing up all around you, what's your go-to strategy and why?
Love,
Gini
LEGALESE
Contest will run from Monday, October 15, 2012 through Sunday, October 21, 2012. Winners will be announced week of October 22nd. Winners will have until Sunday, October 28th to check in; any ARC not claimed by then will be pulled back by the Gods of Random and a new winner(s) will be chosen.
This an international contest -- as long as you're on Planet Earth, you can enter and win. You must have a deliverable address, though - no P.O. boxes. Prize may take 2-4 weeks to ship; it may take 6-8 weeks for international or longer.
This is a contest for Hook Me Up! subscribers only -- if you're not on, send an email to gini@ginikoch.com with "Hook Me Up!" in the subject line and you'll be sent the contest entry rules.
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posted by Gini Koch at
5:10 PM
57 Comments:
Hunt for cover, and reach for the nearest weapon allowing me to join the party.
The bigger the better, starting with a Desert Eagle in .50 cal.
Get out of the way and to try to find a flame thrower or sniper rifle.
I'm so surprised that I bet Kelly here. She is usually first on these type of things.
As a veteran of The Big One, I know the value of foxholes in times of explosions. You just throw the little bastard of a fox out, and dive right in!
JenniferK bet Kelly here? I bet Kelly not here. Not yet, anyway.
girl drama! I have 16 and 11 year old daughters and I want to shoot myself in the head...or read a book :)
No girl drama. Just an observation.
Duck and cover - pray for reinforcements and then do the crazy thing because it is supposed to work.
In times of stress, I feel that twin guns of the mammory variety work best to temporarily stun and immobilize the enemy before attacking with the metal nail file of death (circa 1984) and a tissue with several petrefied kid boogers. Both of which are currently handy in my purse. Kid boogers are toxic when touched and will instantly melt an assassin on contact!
My go to strategy would be to duck and cover and hope a great looking alien like Jeff Martini showed up to join the fight with me because I think better with a good looking man around. :D
Run for cover and hope I get help.
The very first thing I did would depend on who I was with. I am a definite drop and cover my head kind of girl... But if any children or people who couldn't take care of themselves were present, I become a grab, drag, and group drop and cover. Step two would be looking for an evacuation route or finding a safe hunkering down place until help arrives. I am not a fighter really, more of a saver.
Here at The Home we have a never-fails means of dealing with dangerous adversaries- -we have one of the aides bring 'em a snack from the kitchen. By the time they're done hurling, they're too weak to be a problem.
First would be to duck and cover and the hunt for the nearest weapon to take out the bad guys
Bedpans make GREAT weapons! The empty ones make enough noise to scare anyone, and the full ones...well, let's just say that nobody hangs around to see if you yell "Fire Two"!
Anything can be used as a weapon, absolutely anything. And when in doubt, scream.
I think i'll start cursing the whole world for all the mess I'm in, then sing a great motivation song, like Bonhemian Rhapsody (I don't need ipod, I am my own Ipod, and by the way I really sing this song anywhere, especially in waiting lines ^^). Then I'll grab something that looks like a weapon and smash eveything that looks evil, with a barbarian shout...
All of that in order to unsettle the ennemy who would have finally a death by bewilderment ^^
But in real life I would just scream and cry like a girl and hide myself in a cupboard... xD
Duck, cover and pray for a Martini!
Honestly? If things were blowing up all around me, I'd probably do my best impression of a deer in the headlights, thereby making myself a *wonderful* target. This would have the benefit of distracting (concentrating?) the bad guys, letting some of you smarter 'drop/cover/grab a weapon' people around to take the fight to them.
Please remember me in song.
;)
I'd find cover for me and my kids so that I could plan an attack. I'm a fighter and don't give in easily especially when my family is around.
I'm a duck and cover kinda girl especially if there were others to save. I'd definitely make sure I had my hairspray and a lighter with me. I can do amazing things with those two items. Of course, my glock would come in handy too. LOL!
Lynn Crain
@windy mccay - Straight up, or on the rocks???
Speaking of "duck and cover," where's Ducky hiding???
I am here BIOTCHS!!!!!!
Yes I know I am late... Life has been one freakin' stress ball..
Any-who....
my go to strategy is to be a hell of a lot fast then anyone else!! Because crap is blowing up!!
First, try and identify the fool who caused the aforementioned explosions, and take them out and/or down (sarcasm, filth-eye-of-death or forklift being methods 1-3 of choice).
Second, join in the fun! Boom boom makes happy happy!
Third, wish that Kitty & Co would make an appearance, just for fun!
My all time dream applies too - strap myself into a bofor gun chair and lay some gorgeous, thunderous heat down on those downrange!
If its all going to hell any way I can get it. As for where I'm ducking!! Behind everyone else who's making a stand.
If its all going to hell any way I can get it. As for where I'm ducking!! Behind everyone else who's making a stand.
If its all going to hell any way I can get it. As for where I'm ducking!! Behind everyone else who's making a stand.
There is also the ever popular shoot first and ask questions never. If I go that route I want a Sherman Tank and my dogs off leash.
Jeez, folks, what's the problem? As a group, this is about as lively as holiday visiting hours at The Home - - a bunch of people standing around in their good clothes, trying to be polite and not look bored! Where's the fun, the snark, the trash talk?? How am I supposed to reveal my evil side as The Cranky Old Bastard is everybody just stands up, answers the question and then politely sits down??
WAKE UP ! ! !
One of these days, I have to find out why comments of mine keep disappearing from this board! At my age, typing takes too much concentrated efforts to calmly accept my deathless prose simply disappearing.
I don't want to say that this is a dull group or anything, but it's like holiday visiting hours at The Home, with everyone standing around in their good clothes trying to be polite.
WAKE UP ! !
How am I supposed to maintain my reputation as The Cranky Old Bastard with you all being so freakin' quiet?
*** crickets chirp quietly in the background ***
I'm the unhealthy old guy around here. Why does it seem like I'm the only one who ISN'T comatose??
WHAT UP my lovely's????
I don't know about the "lovely" part, and you REALLY don't want to ask a Dirty Old Man "what's up," but it's sure nice to see someone else here!
So... I'm just gonna join the choir and say duck and run cuz I'm a lover, not a fighter. So hand me an armani clad, superman like, alien hottie to super speed me out of there and I'd be gold.
Work sucked the life right outta me so no witty repartee... talk amongst yourselves while I recharge :)
bejeweledcat leethas at aol dot com
Sorry I'm late to the party ladies, it's been kinda DEFCON worse lately. We lost our house in California and relocated 2,200 miles across country with 6 cats in a PT Cruiser. I whined more days than I care to admit about going through Phoenix so I could try to bribe Gini into meeting me, broke down in Barstow (where it was 108), got car fixed, allowed my newly drivers licensed boyfriend to drive my precious baby car. We switched off driving through Arizona (Whine - northern Arizona, not southern Arizona near Gini, pout pout), New Mexico Texas (where it dropped into the 30's- we froze our fannies off and had to buy jackets), Louisiana, Mississippi (where one of our frighteningly brilliant felines figured out how to open his cage and crawled out onto the newly licensed drivers shoulder while he was driving down the highway) and finally got to Alabama to find our house not only wasn't ready, the bathrooms and kitchen were gutted - nothing in them at all! So for the next month or so we are living out a my dad's guest room and the cats are living in his sunroom while we all get to work on the house. Life certainly likes to through curves at us, doesn't it?
My personal modus operandi is to hide behind the cutest guy in the room hoping he's an AC. Beyond that, I like to throw things, whatever is at hand. That works out well in the kitchen - cans of food, knives, pots and frying pans. Not so well in the bedroom or bath - clothing, rolls of toilet paper, etc. However, hairspray is easily accessible in those locations!
If I was relying on hairspray i'd also want a lighter. That's where i'd run into trouble.
Oh, I am a firm believer in the long held tradition of calling your Daddy to come ride to your rescue and dispatch your monster. Failing that there is always Plan B: Glare at it until it goes away and Plan C: Scream really load so it knows to get lost.
And if we're not talking monsters, well, that's what metaphors are for.
@windy mccay - I'd be all in favor of that 'hairspray and lighter' bit myself, except for two problems: (1) A lack of hair obviates having hairspray handy, and, (2) the people at The Home don't let me keep a lighter around any more. They are the crankiest little snots you could ever imagine. Try to light up a cigarette wearing an oxygen canula just one time, and they never let you for get it. Bastards.
I will yell to katt for helping me with her jett *lol
Crying like a little girl makes most people really uncomfortable and they always look away.This has always given me time to run away like an olympic gold medalist.Wow that is an embarrasing life saving method!!! Oh well, whatever helps,right??Right??
I would get my tail out of there, fast.
@Stephanie - I'd get your tail out of there, too. The ARCs are mine. All mine. No one else need apply!
Old Power! Gini can just put all of the prizes into one box, and address it to The Home. I'll see to it that they all get properly distributed.
I hide behind my very fluffy cat, and pray he decides to unleash his inner Poof and save me!
i would take cover i think and pray for the help to come but if one of my loved ones was under the fire i would act ( how not sure but better not to cross me when i'm in that state)
Hey, I think K. Klein has the right idea. At about 15 pounds each, I don't think my kitties would even have to reach for their inner poof!
Bejeweledcat
I would also have a small reserve of food packed because if things are blowing up around me by the time I find safe shelter there might not be any food available. I'm not eating dog food like they were trying to do on The Walking Dead.
If things are blowing up around me, I like to pull up a lawn chair, munch on some popcorn and watch the action. And throw in a little arm chair commentary.
When things are blowing up all around you, what's your go-to strategy and why?
There goes the neigborhood and who is going to clean up the mess?
My strategy is to look for the nearest available Poof and say "Party time, eat all you want!" then try to find camera or phone to snap as many pictures as possible and as fast as i can and post online
Hide and hope someone hot saves me. :)
I already ordered my copy but maybe the Gods of Random will be looking down on me and let me read it early.
I also would likely also ask where are the AC when you need, watch my Poof going after any baddy while i tried to clean the mess up, and realize it is truly a scream momment seeing it was the printer that blew up.
Gee, what a bunch of wimps! Everyone here is looking for someone to hide behind, or someone to fight their battles! Where's the old Do It Yourself attitude in this younger generation? If I waited for one of the Med nurses around this place to waddle up and fight my battles, we'd all be blown to pieces before Nursie even put her Twinkies down!
Looking and staring at everybody in Aww, while recording the awesome in this party.
Blow up moment is when i explode when a graphics tool or any other softwhere crashes and i didnt save. So curse a lot and start over, but first look for the alien baddy to blame it on, use one of my home selection of daggers dispatch. Then illustrate the deed, then start over and cursing artistic interuptions and glad i have 4 poofs lurking around to sooth me. Why ths way? other then doing most things as repeats life is fun when the joker pops out or curse if someone else pulls it
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