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[shadenight123]

You manage to close the door, and as you turn to look once more at the fire exit staircase, you realize that in the time it took for you to move about and try and get something to wedge the door shut, the concierge has gotten back to his feet.
He is now wobbling, walking shakily on his feet to the side of the rooftop as if he didn't realize he might fall down to his probable demise.
What do you do now?
Forget about him.
Try and tell him to stop.
Else?

[scapheap]

stop him.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Halt!

[shadenight123]

You try to gurgle something to him to make him stop, hoping he understands English.
Turns out he does understand it and halts a few steps away from falling down. Then, he remains still there.

[scapheap]

tell him to walk back to us(if we not at the edge ourself)

[RAM]

Experiment:
Tell the zombie to move to a poit that you point to.
Tell it to walk to a spot that you describe.
Tell it to do two things at once, like moving to a point while jumping and waving.
Give it a series of instructions, say, moving to several points in order.
Ask it if it is happy, instructing it to provide non-verbal feed-back.
Have it perform a basic mathematical calculation.
See if it can be disabled by way of blood-loss, muscle loss, broken bones, puncturing of major organs(starting low and working your way up to the brain).

[scapheap]

Experiment:
Tell the zombie to move to a poit that you point to.
Tell it to walk to a spot that you describe.
Tell it to do two things at once, like moving to a point while jumping and waving.
Give it a series of instructions, say, moving to several points in order.
Ask it if it is happy, instructing it to provide non-verbal feed-back.
Have it perform a basic mathematical calculation.
See if it can be disabled by way of blood-loss, muscle loss, broken bones, puncturing of major organs(starting low and working your way up to the brain).

Let wait on the last one, after all we only have one.

[shadenight123]

You tell the zombie to move towards the door, and he does so easily. His walk is a bit shambled, but nothing much.
He stops when you tell him to stop.
He moves when you tell him to move.
He doesn't understand complex messages and he doesn't get anything else, much less calculations.
Just...
point and go.

[scapheap]

See if he can: talk? Jump? Run?

[misko27]

Let's clean him up a little. Being followed by a bloody monster looks fairly bad. Then continue on.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Ah, good idea. Of course, the mental capacities may still draw attention...

[shadenight123]

You look around for something to clean him.
Not seeing anything, you resort to try and use some spit to wipe away some of the blood...but nothing comes out from your mouth.
The thing doesn't know how to talk, but when you tell it to jump and run...
it runs. All the way towards the edge of the rooftop and frigging beyond it it jumps
You stare, blinking, at the sight of a perfectly executed Forest Gump genial idea.
There's a splat. A honk of cars, people screaming.
And the next thing you know...
You peer over the edge and see the problem you did?
You silently make your way away from the rooftop?
You do something else?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

I like to keep things simple: I just roll a d100 and see what some zombies can do or not.
The 'Jump'...got a 100.
The 'Run' a 98
Off it went thusly.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Peer. Lament the waste of resources.

[scapheap]

Don't forget to faceplam. At least we will know how tough they are.

[shadenight123]

You gently peek beyond the rooftop, and you blink.
Your 'zombie' has fallen like a mush against the road, the hard strong concrete road.
The problem is he didn't die.
Oh mind you, he fell arms first and face soon after and all, but apparently it wasn't enough. He's moaning and emitting guttural laments that somehow convinced a few well thinking citizen...to move closer.
The next thing you see, your stupid, idiotic minion is 'hugging' one of said volunteers to help...and snapping him in half like a twig while the man screams.
Panic ensues. People are screaming, yelling, running away. Cars move without regards for traffic and up ahead the light turns red. An accident at the crossing and the traffic is in tilt, people keep running and in the midsts of it all, your 'minion' feasts on the other poor bloke.
What do you do now?