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Do not feel like opening photoshop, or even paint.
Long arm: Franchi SPAS-15 12-gauge fully automatic shotgun.
Side arm: .44 magnum Colt Anaconda
Melee: Not sure. A non-specific, sharp, pointy, slashy thingy. I'm told the Katana is a good choice, but it sounds too weeaboo for my tastes and the faggots that go on about it are generally morons, so, again, I'm not sure.
Armor: Under ordinary circumstances, I'd go with the Pinnacle "Dragon Skin" bulletproof vest. Obviously, though, zombies don't use bullets, so... I'd have to go with a lightweight but pretty tough full-body armor suit. Something that would completely stop them from touching my skin.
Battle Anthem: I don't fucking know...
Sidekick: A tank. Failing that, just some elite special forces commando or something who can carry on an intelligent discussion and likes shooting stuff.
Stronghold: Ideally, a bomb shelter designed to resist anything up to and including a nuclear explosion. There's one in my area, but I doubt I'd be the first to get there. So, probably a warehouse or something. Something big, with not many entrances, and hopefully lots of useless shit that can be used to form makeshift sandbags. Hopefully a zombie isn't smart or fast enough to climb shit except stairs.
Location: Location for what? An invasion? My home town, I guess. Can't really be expected to pick where you are when this shit goes down. I'd pick Groom Lake if I could, since all the weird shit down there would no doubt be helpful. Otherwise my home town I guess.
Last words: Probably something cheesy, like "If I go down, I"m taking you with me!" then detonate a bomb. Or whatever.
Vehicle: A tank. Or a helicopter. Yeah, a helicopter. No, a bomber. Yeah, I think a bomber.
Food source: the flesh of the dead, obviously.
Allegiance: To... myself? To whoever the hell isn't trying to kill me.