So you get knowledge that a pack of Darkhounds have been dropped into your vicinity to track you down. The Terminator kind that melt down and reconstitute themselves when killed. They are anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours away - you just don't know, though you certainly hope its the latter. What is your plan of survival?

 

I think in principle - and if you're very lucky - it might be possible to make it to an airport in time and fly off, eventually to another continent. So if you're in the US, say, you fly to Europe, Asia or Africa and never return. So unless they swim (they can't) or stow away on a boat or air carrier (probably not intelligent enough for that), you can live out your life in peace.

 

Now let's make it even more interesting. Imagine that aircraft have been grounded forever - say, the decline of world oil supplies have killed them for all but the super-rich (which you aren't). Same goes for other hydrocarbon powered transport. What's the plan of survival now?

 

EDIT: Actually, what to do in the first scenario is obvious (gamble on getting into an airplane fast enough), and in the second you're just screwed. So let's rejig the rules. These are normal Darkhounds that can be killed with cold steel, guns, etc.

Run. Fast. Very fast... then dive in ocean. Then swim. Fast. Faster....

 

Then find an island with coconuts to survive, and other foodstuff. And you rename yourself Robinson Crusoe.

Ahh.  I don't have to outrun the darkhounds, I just have to outrun you. ;)

Try desperately to learn the weave for balefire as fast as I can.

or a gateway

I would introduce them to my sister and she would talk them to death.. :D

You guys will all quickly become dogfood  ::)  :D

Run to the other side of the stream that flows behind my house.

 

From there I'd go visit some relatives that live on the other side of the Missouri. It'd be a nice weekend getaway while the darkhounds track me. Considering the time of the year I figure I'd get lucky with heavy storms at least twice a week. Maybe some flooding too.

 

I'd then lure them into several encounters where I try to find ways to kill them with modern technology. We may not have balefire but I'm sure we can find something that works and is legal for me to obtain in my country.

Flee to Great Britain, as it always rains there, Darkhounds will either lose your track, or be afraif and turn away.

 

And the theory given in my first post shall normally prevent me from finishing into a dogish stew...

As darkhounds don't have thumbs I will securely position myself beyond a sturdy door with a twist handle.

As darkhounds don't have thumbs I will securely position myself beyond a sturdy door with a twist handle.

 

Remember what they did in Rhuidean when looking for Mat... They drilled their way through the door... ;D

Balefire. Either I win and live, or the world burns with me.

Balefire. Either I win and live, or the world burns with me.

 

I lol'd XD

Punch them soundly on the nose.