Hiya chooms. Long story short, following u/infernox-ratchet ‘s post earlier today about autofire, I got to thinking about why I thought autofire’s role is so niche (in my opinion) and then it hit me, there is only one high-end option for autofire, and it’s not a very good option for players. This is much the case for some other weapon skills as well, so I ported over some weapons from 2020 and made a few as well to tide us over until our new chromebook equivalency. If any options do not have flavor text, it is because that flavor text can be found in Blackhand’s Streetweapons.
Arasaka “Shinobi”
Many a solo’s answer to the question “how do I get a gun in Japan?”, this collapsible bow is built for the professional on the go.
1,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic Bow with a Smartgun Link. Can be folded/unfolded as an action and is concealable, but not fireable, while folded. Can fire non-basic ammunition.
Eagletech “Scorpion”
1,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic Crossbow that does 5D6 damage. Targets hit by this must succeed on a DV 13 athletics check or be knocked prone. Firing this weapon requires BODY 11 or higher unless it is mounted. Reloading this weapon requires an action unless the user has BODY 13 or higher. Can fire non-basic ammunition.
Kendachi Maglev Katana
A katana with built-in electromagnets that greatly increase acceleration and are operated via neural link.
5,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic ROF 2 Very Heavy Melee Weapon. Requires BODY of 11 or higher and connection via interface plugs or a subdermal grip to operate at ROF 2.
Malorian Arms “Raid Boss”
Commissioned by Ziggurat as a grand prize for their upcoming “ELO Battle Royale” event, this bow’s advanced internal components are covered by a polymer mold that is a perfect 1:1 copy of Baron Fefethriel of Elfhold’s bow from the game.
5,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic ROF 2 Bow. Can fire non-basic ammunition.
United Armaments “CLAW”
5,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic shotgun with a Drum Magazine and Smartgun Link that 6D6 Damage. Shotgun shell alternative firing mode does 4D6 damage. Uses heavy weapons skill instead of shoulder arms. Firing this weapon requires BODY 11 or higher unless it is mounted. Can fire non-basic ammunition.
M2A5HB Browning .50 Cal
10,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic Assault Rifle with a Smartgun Link and a 100 round magazine only capable of autofire and suppressive fire. If you hit, you roll 2d6 for damage, and multiply it by the amount you beat the DV to hit your target, up to a maximum of 5. Firing this weapon requires BODY 11 or higher unless it is mounted. Requires 2 actions to reload.
Magnum Opus “Big Government”
15,000 EB. Excellent Quality Exotic ROF 2 Very Heavy Handgun with a Drum Magazine and a Smartgun Link that does 5D6 damage. This weapon’s custom laser sights allow the user to add the bonus from tele-optics or a sniping scope at 26+ M/YD instead of the normal 51+. Firing this weapon requires BODY 11 or higher unless it is mounted. Requires 2 actions to reload.
Bonus Cyberware:
Tennis Elbows
Designed for tennis players, (mostly) used by criminals, this collection of servomotors is installed along the shoulders, elbows, and spine and increases the user’s physical force and control.
1,000 EB. External Body Cyberware. 1D6(3) HL. The user gains +1 to Melee Weapon skill checks.
Happy hunting chooms.
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Bulgarian Bakelite Handguards with Polish Fatty Grip - fits MILLED AKs - stunning set! - $275 shipped
Hungarian Tanker AK Magazines - All are in NOS/Excellent condition - One of the mags has a moon man stamp, that one will be $50 shipped MOON STAMP IS GONE - $45 shipped for each magazine, the rest either have a circle M stamp, 02 or D2 stamp, or no stamp - take the rest the tankers for $285 if you’re feeling cheeky
Russian Slab AK Magazine - the first magazine developed for the AK47 - great shape, no dings or dents - Nice stamps - $90 shipped
AK DONG - saltly, but would clean up very well with light sanding a new coat of shellac - $60 shipped
Combloc Customs Arsenal Grooved Grip - I believe this is the Russian Rust color - New condition - $45 shipped

It's late enough that CPO customer service is closed but o recall an employee may be a member here and many have ordered from them. I looked through the FAQs also and couldn't find an answer to my question about length adjustments.
Has anyone ordered from them and had the length adjusted downward from the listed spec? If so, do you know if Callaway also adjusted for the new swing weight? Or do they just cut the shaft and put a new grip on them?
I have 2 options I'm interested in but one would need a length adjustment.

Ordered a grip case + a skin for my iPhone 14pro max to make it look nice as it’s new, ordered it the 19th of May with premium shipping so it would arrive in 2 business days. After almost a week, it didn’t arrive, nor did it even move from its original status until Friday of that week, after talking to customer service to receive a refund for the shipping, it arrived a few days later on Tuesday, May 28th. After opening and getting a good look at everything, I’ve come to the realization that I’ve just spend $100 on some nice looking stickers and a new case with some extra screen protectors. Case is ok, benefits are the grips but that’s really it, skins (high quality stickers) are terrible for me, difficult to apply and essentially a waste of money if you don’t have the patience to do it correctly. Don’t even want a refund because it’s definitely my fault that I didn’t do my research, nor did I have the patience to correctly apply the skins before I got frustrated and threw them away, but now I know.

Howdy Folks!
I'm trimming down the collection and have a grip of pedals and other music adjacent gear that is looking for a good home. Everything is in excellent condition and fully operational, most things have their original box. Happy to talk pricing and shipping for cash purchases where needed. Also happy to trade multiples for one thing.
I would mostly prefer cash as I recently got laid off, but there are a few very specific wants that I've been chasing as well.
WANTS:

• SGFX - Oblivion Flanger
• Two Notes - Torpedo Captor X
• Pladask Tåken
• Neural DSP - Quad Cortex
• Source Audio - EQ2 Equalizer
• Krozz Devices - Airborn Flanger
• Guitar with Floyd (6 or 7 string)
• KMA - Pylon
• BJFE - Honey Bee OD
• ENGL - Ironball Special Edition E606SE
• Marshall - DSL1
• Offers

-- THINGS TO TADE --
PEDALS:
$225 - Wounded Paw - Dual Effects Loop Blender Expression Pedal Housing - (no box)
$350 - Spaceman - Gemini IV - Meteor - 34/88
$250 - Spiral Effects - Yellow Drive - Rust Enclosure
$150 - OBNE - Excess V1
$400 - Toneczar - Openhaus
$200 - Abominable Electronics - Throne Torcher
$180 - Pinebox Customs - Sirens V1
$80 - Startouch - ABY (no box)
$750 - Cooper FX - Arades w/ 6 Cards (as a package only - will not separate cards)

1. Grain
2. Generation Loss
3. Lofi
4. Delay
5. Pitch
6. Reverb

$125 - Mission - EP1-KP Kemper Expression Pedal (no box)
$125 - Mission - Expressionator (no box)
$350 - Kemper - Remote Footswitch (no box)
GUITARS:
$1,000 - Epiphone - Zakk Wylde Les Paul Custom Camo

• Grover locking tuners
• Gibson Burstbucker pickups (replaced by previous owner)

$650 - Ibanez - AS80 Artstar (pre-lawsuit)

• Planet Waves locking tuners (replaced by previous owner)

ODDS & ENDS:
$25 - Behringer - Micro HD HD400 Hum Destroyer (no box)
$30 - Ibanez - Acoustic Guitar Tuners
$225 - Vegatrem - VT1 Black Floating Tremolo
$5 - Zoia Micro SD Card and Adapter
$100 - Kemper - Travel Bag for Lunchbox Head

In light of Father’s Day coming up soon, does anyone know where I can get some high-quality custom 1911 grips if I already gave an artist?

Had the tubes nipped last Wednesday and want to add my recovery to the reddit statistics. (No scalpel method)
Same day: I can not stress this enough. LISTEN TO THE DOCTOR! Take the day and rest your grapes. It'll feel like someone has them in a firm grip until you get 'angle of the dangle' correct and prop them up. Unfortunately my 1 year old didn't care, was happy to see me and rammed head first into my bag of jewels. I was decommissioned the rest of the day after I moved the PS5 into the bedroom.
Day 1: Still felt like there was a grip on the pearls but felt well enough to go to work. Angled my chair downward at work, kept them supported as best I could and kept on trucking. No 1 year old incedent to speak of thankfully. Came home after work, rested them on a comfy pillow, played PS5 til midnight and fell asleep on my back after an hour or so getting the angle right.
Day 2: The 'Grip' on my D20 dice loosened a bit. It was a bit more tolerable. Rudely awakened at 9am by the 1 year old with a gentle slap of the dice, got a low roll on that one. Went to work with the angle still a key factor on my chair.
Day 3 and 4 weekend: Aside from staying away as much as possible from activities that used my legs to prevent accidental pressure on the lumps of coal that could cause diamond formation, all went without issue. Rested the coal bag for a hour in the afternoon and a few hours in the evening partially as an excuse because a dad of 3 doesn't get much time to play games. (Also modded a few switches for some customers being it's my side hustle).
Day 5: Worked during the day, 'grip' loosened on the Pokeballs yet again and other than the weird feeling where the pinhole is healing, all is normal. Chair angle still matters and gotta try not to lean forward much but less noticable now.
Day 6: The grip on my chin warmers is all but gone, only noticable if I lean down on my chair too far to pick something up at work. Almost no need to walk too carefully, still wearing supportive underwear but I do that normally anyways. Where the hole is healing is less noticable but still there. Chair angle at work is still forward out of habit now. Idk what it is but it's more comfortable in general now having it that way.
Hoping to get rocks off after tomorrow, being pent up kind of sucks.

Had the tubes nipped last Wednesday and want to add my recovery to the reddit statistics. (No scalpel method)
Same day: I can not stress this enough. LISTEN TO THE DOCTOR! Take the day and rest your grapes. It'll feel like someone has them in a firm grip until you get 'angle of the dangle' correct and prop them up. Unfortunately my 1 year old didn't care, was happy to see me and rammed head first into my bag of jewels. I was decommissioned the rest of the day after I moved the PS5 into the bedroom.
Day 1: Still felt like there was a grip on the pearls but felt well enough to go to work. Angled my chair downward at work, kept them supported as best I could and kept on trucking. No 1 year old incedent to speak of thankfully. Came home after work, rested them on a comfy pillow, played PS5 til midnight and fell asleep on my back after an hour or so getting the angle right.
Day 2: The 'Grip' on my D20 dice loosened a bit. It was a bit more tolerable. Rudely awakened at 9am by the 1 year old with a gentle slap of the dice, got a low roll on that one. Went to work with the angle still a key factor on my chair.
Day 3 and 4 weekend: Aside from staying away as much as possible from activities that used my legs to prevent accidental pressure on the lumps of coal that could cause diamond formation, all went without issue. Rested the coal bag for a hour in the afternoon and a few hours in the evening partially as an excuse because a dad of 3 doesn't get much time to play games. (Also modded a few switches for some customers being it's my side hustle).
Day 5: Worked during the day, 'grip' loosened on the Pokeballs yet again and other than the weird feeling where the pinhole is healing, all is normal. Chair angle still matters and gotta try not to lean forward much but less noticable now.
Day 6: The grip on my chin warmers is all but gone, only noticable if I lean down on my chair too far to pick something up at work. Almost no need to walk too carefully, still wearing supportive underwear but I do that normally anyways. Where the hole is healing is less noticable but still there. Chair angle at work is still forward out of habit now. Idk what it is but it's more comfortable in general now having it that way.
Hoping to get rocks off after tomorrow, being pent up kind of sucks.

***Lily***
We all just stare at it for a while, waiting to see what it does. The first person to make a move is Wabbajack, inching his way closer towards it. As he gets close, he pokes it. As he does, I could swear it makes a squeaking sound.
He gasps as he picks it up. At that moment, I notice that the tail stays close to the ball of fluff, kinda flying around it. Maybe it has a set distance? He then proceeds to squeeze it a couple more times as it squeaks. “This is amazing!” He yells, squeezing it some more.
Eventually, it spins around to face him. It opens its mouth and out comes a tongue flying out like a frog and connects to Wabbajacks face. The rest of the body then comes flying towards his head as it bites his head, knocking over Wabbajacks hat.
I hear a muffled, “Aww. I was having fun. Oh well, got to admit though, it’s feisty.”
“It seems to be a Umoya Vulpes Uhane.” I hear to my right. I turn to see Mogsten looking into a book. “Fascinating! This seems to be the only other time that there has Ever been a recorded sighting of one. There is almost next to no information on its capabilities here.” He adds. He then slams the book shut as he exclaims, “I’ll pay whatever you want for him!”
I then hear more muffled noises say, “Wow! This guy must be really rare for Mogsten to offer anything. Still, first, Lily, how do you feel?”
I look back at the ball of leathery fur that has Wabbajack’s head in its mouth. I feel… something. I put my finger to my chin as I say, “I don’t quite know what I feel right now honestly.”
Wabbajack continues to try and speak as he says muffled again, “Well, familiars are rare, and the experience is different from person to person. Just don’t try to rush it and things should make sense I imagine. What do you want to name this fella?”
I don’t know honestly. But, first things first, “Could you get it off your head now? It’s hard to hear what your saying.” I say.
“Wait, Wabbajack has been talking?” Mogsten asks.
“Well, yeah. Haven’t you heard him?” I ask.
Mogsten looks at me funny and then back at the ball of fur. He then walks over to it and kicks Wabbajacks foot out from underneath him, knocking him down on his back. He then goes up to the fox ball and whispers into its ear. For some reason, as clear as day, I hear, “Can you hear me whispering Lily? Nod if you do.”
So, I nod.
“Fascinating!” He says. He then snaps his fingers as Gourdsten hands him a notepad and a pen. As soon as they are in his hands, he starts writing down some stuff. He stops to look at the fox ball and holds up the notepad to it. “Anything?” he asks.
“What?” I yell back.
He then shrugs and goes back to writing notes.
“Can I get back up now?” Wabbajack says, still muffled.
I rub my temple, wishing that the fox ball would just get off his head.
Just as I think that, it hops off and starts to walk towards me. Well, waddle may be a more accurate word. Or, whatever it is called for how gators walk. It then stops in front of me and tilts its head. Its tail then connects to the body and, as it does, the body stretches out, taking a noodle like shape. It then flies up and wraps its body around my neck! It yawns, and I think I hear it snore. Funny, like it is now, it’s kinda like a scarf. Although the breathing I feel from it adds to the soothing effect as well.
“Spectacular!” I hear Mogsten exclaim. I look towards him to see him fervently taking notes. I also happen to see Wabbajack had gotten back up, put his hat back on, and was walking over here as well.
“I’m amazed. It looks like this was a success.” Wabbajack says.
“Of course! Who do you think I am? Some amateur?” Mogsten says, not taking his eyes off my living scarf.
Regardless, the leather belly provides a good grip while the fur is Extremely soft. I could see myself falling asleep as well if I wasn’t busy trying to process everything right now.
“Welp, it all worked out. You got a familiar and Mogsten is one of the few who successfully summoned it.” Wabbajack points out.
Mogsten shoots up as he realizes it too as he says, “Yes. YES! I DID! People will come from everywhere to see my wares and request my talent!” He then starts dancing along with Gourdsten.
“Although, you’ll have to up security if people keep requesting familiars.” Wabbajack mentions.
The dance slowly comes to a stop as that fact sinks in and Mogsten says, “Blast.” He then snaps his fingers as he says, “I can provide a questionnaire and a test, that people will have to pay for as well! Oh hohohohoho!” He laughs as he starts dancing again.
Wabbajack just shrugs and turns back to me. He asks, “Well, introduced you to about most of the important places that are around here, all that is left would be the furniture then. Unless there is anything else you can think of?”
As I start petting my living scarf, I try to think really hard if there is anything else I need to know. We got equipment, some magic books for me to study, my mark of sentience, a familiar, had a fight or two with Wabbajack, and met his family. I shrug and say, “No, I actually think that was it.”
He wipes his forehead as he says, “Thank goodness. I can’t tell you how crazy today has been.”
I can’t help but let out a chuckle as I say, “You think it’s been crazy for you? It’s been one new concept after another for me.”
He looks at me, chuckles, and says, “Fair enough. I almost forgot that All this must be new to you.” I had just gotten changed back when he then walks to the flap leading to the front as he says, “Well then, shall we get some furnishing?”
I nod and quickly chase after him. As we exit the store, I decide to ask Wabbajack some more questions as we peruse the bazaar for any good furniture being sold. I ask him an important question, at least to me anyways, “Why do you do this job? With your talents and skills, you could do whatever. And don’t try to sell me on that Monster of Monsters thing. Don’t you get tired of it?”
He stops, sighs, and tilts his hat down as he explains, “Well, if you really intend on traveling with me, then I guess you’ll have to know sooner or later. Let me ask You a question first however. Do you think nothing good could come from death?”
I look down as I answer, “Well, I mean, there is always another way, right?”
He responds with, “True, but I have learned why being a hero is as disastrous as the destruction they prevent. If I had to guess, Silkie probably told you about That, right?”
I quickly try to look away but realize, I immediately sold myself out.
“I thought so.” He says. He then follows up with, “There was a reason for that. There was a warlike nation growing in power. The reason for that is that none of the other nations were taking it seriously, so they pillaged and plundered as much as they like. Now, what is the best way to convince a nation’s leader that an “insignificant” threat is an actual one without them laughing at you?”
I look up and try to consider.
Before I can however, he continues, “I played the part of the nation about to destroy everything, and…assassinated… that infant. When the king and queen discovered their child killed by, what reports believed was one of those “barbarians”, they then took the threat Very seriously. They beefed up security and their guard. When the nation was invaded, instead of being wiped out, they defended themselves and crushed the opposition. I admit, it haunts me most nights. The crying, the sadness, then the stifling quiet. I hated it. But, they didn’t have the time for me to convince them conventionally. That is why I do these things, so others don’t have to. If they were defeated, then the warlike nation would have just steamrolled over everyone else. Now, tell me, what happens when a culture developed entirely around killing others runs out of things to kill?”
I ask him this time, “Is this a rhetorical question or do you want me to answer it this time?”
He shrugs and says, “Only if you want to try.”
I sigh and start thinking about it. “If a culture based on war ran out of people to fight… then they would try to look to improving their lives, right?”
He pats my head as he says, “You’re a genuinely good person. If that was how it worked, I would hopefully be out of a job. No, unfortunately. Nine point nine times out of ten, they just start killing each other. Point zero five percent scenario that they manage to start invading other dimensions. And the last of it, would hopefully improve their lot.”
“That’s so sad.” I mention.
“Welp, that is why I am around, I imagine. I wish I could save everyone but then, it becomes a cycle of dependency. If they can’t manage to take care of themselves, then when the rock holding it all up disappears, then things just go back to being as bad as they were before. Sometimes it winds up being worse than before. So, while I am impressed of true-blue heroes, I don’t envy them. That’s why I take orders from my boss. He promised me that, if I listen to him, he could help me protect entire dimensions. And the best options are sometimes the darkest ones. And who better to wander the darkness than someone who just about everyone hates already?” he asks while pointing to himself.
While he says that cheerfully, I swear I could sense a sadness to it as well. As I think that, my familiar floats over to Wabbajack and starts licking his face.
“He-e-ey. Easy there. Didn’t think I was that tasty.” He says as he tries to wave it off.
“Wolfie! Stop it!” I say without thinking.
It looks back, tilts its head, and floats back to being around my neck.
“Wolfie?” Wabbajack asks.
“Yeah… I guess. I guess that is what I decided to name it.” I say as I pet its fur.
I hear him chuckle. I respond with, “What?”
“Nothing.” He answers. He then waves forward as he asks, “Well then, shall we continue?”
I smile and walk forward. I then see him catch up immediately. When he does, Wolfie then starts wagging her tail, I think.
“What’s he so excited about?” Wabbajack asks.
“She. And I’m not sure.” I respond. I have a suspicion but, there are still too many variables to answer before I can start providing answers.
Wabbajack puts both his hands up defensively as he says, “My bad.
Sorry.”
“It’s fine.” I tell him.
We finally reached the bazaar and start looking around. As I am looking around, Wabbajack smacks my back and says, “That guy looks promising.”
I look over in the direction that he points, and I see a turtle person wearing some very poofy-looking robes, puffing smoke from a long oboe-looking pipe. Behind him, is some sort of tube-like machine. Wabbajack walks over to him, so I follow shortly after him.
As soon as he goes up to him, Wabbajack asks, “Excuse me good sir, what would you be selling here?”
There is a pause, he then lets out some smoke, and finally says, “Nothing.”
“Nothing?” I ask.
Another pause and he responds with, “Yep.” He then let’s out some more smoke.
“But then, what is this stall here then?” I ask.
As there is Another pause, I realize that this must be their shtick. He then answers with, “Fabrication.”
“Fabrication? You actually got a permit for that?” Wabbajack asks.
One pause later, he answers, “Yep.”
I look to Wabbajack and ask, “What is Fabrication and, why is it such a big deal?”
“Fabrication is a SUPER advanced form of blacksmithy. As long as you have the materials, you can determine what gets crafted, how it gets crafted, and what it looks like. The only catch is that it depends on the materials. Don’t expect to get golden bricks from grass. That requires rewriting at the genetic level, which you would have to be a master alchemist for that. Even I don’t have the means for fabrication. Although, the alchemy stuff can be pretty fun once you get past all that boring stuff. Not to mention profitable.” Wabbajack explains.
“Wait. You can’t do Fabrication?!” I ask in astonishment.
“Well, I could if I had the materials and patience for it. The time it takes to be permitted to fabricate Anything takes an unrealistic amount of time. I made it about halfway through before even I lost my patience.” Wabbajack answers.
“Why did you stop halfway?” I ask.
“Staying in a classroom for half a millennium alone, being told the yes and no’s of fabrication tends to make a lot of people go mad.” He continues to explain.
Before I can express my disbelief, we hear a very slow laugh, followed by, “Wimp.” I look over to the turtle man in time for him to blow some more smoke.
“You got me their old timer.” I hear Wabbajack say.
“Wait, why does it take so long?” I ask.
“Fabrication is a very meticulous process. Possibly the most meticulous. Not to mention, as I am sure you can imagine, it would be Very profitable for whomever can pull it off. It’s one of the most closely watched professions in all of Spiritopia. Not to mention, if someone of dubious morality decided to fabricate items, chances are that a LOT of bad things would come of it. You have to really have to be discerning when you break into the business. But, if you manage to pull it off, you are held in VERY high regards. Almost untouchable.” Wabbajack explains.
I then hear another, “Yep.” And another puff of smoke.
I then look at the turtle man and ask, “Does that mean you could make us some furniture?”
There is a pause as he looks me up and down. After a while, he says, “Nope.”
I am shocked. I ask, “Why not?”
Pause, puff, and says, “Inexperienced.”
I tilt my head down as I say dejectedly, “Oh, I see.” Wolfie also lets out a sad “hmmm”
Wabbajack then asks himself, “What about me?”
He then looks him up and down as well. This time, he scratches his chin. After a while longer, he says, “Yep. But I’ll charge you more than usual.”
Before I can exclaim my disapproval, Wabbajack says, “Deal!”
As I look to him aggravated, I then hear the turtle man say, “What would you like?”
Wabbajack looks to me as he asks, “What would you like? I imagine some drawers with a vanity mirror, a better bed, some sort of entertainment, maybe even a closet?”
I exclaim, “Wait just one minute! Why would you willingly pay more than normal?”
“Like I said, it’s a profession held in high regard.” Wabbajack explains.
“That.” As the turtle man starts to say something as well. “That and your reputation as Mr. Happy. But, I do like to make my own judgements as well.” He continues as he then lets out another puff.
“There you go.” Wabbajack says, pointing towards the turtle man.
I sigh and say, “Still strikes me as unfair.”
The turtle man laughs again as he says, “Inexperienced.”
Wolfie lets out a growl.
“Easy now, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Let’s not get upset over the finer details.” Wabbajack responds with.
I let out another sigh as I say, “Alright, fine. All the things you mentioned sound good.” I then puff my face.
Wabbajack then lets out a laugh as he says, “Alright. Don’t worry, if you don’t like something about it, we could always come back and change it now that we know someone who can fabricate stuff.”
He then looks at the turtle man as he asks, “Before we talk business, may we exchange names? My name is Wabbajack.” He then puts his hat to his chest and offers a small bow.
Pause, puff, and he says, “Polite. My name is… hold on. Been a while.” He then scratches his chin. He then goes, “Oh! That’s right. Thomas is my name.”
“That’s a good name.” Wabbajack says.
“Flattery won’t lower the price lad.” Thomas says.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Wabbajack responds.
I then put my finger to my chin as I think and start seriously thinking about what I want my room to look like. I honestly want to start pumping ideas but, as I think about it, I don’t really know what I want everything to look like, let alone what it would look like together. Especially since it has become very apparent that my level of fashion sense is not quite up to snuff as I once thought it was.
As I am thinking all this, I hear a meat-ripping noise that snaps me back into reality. I look towards the sound and I see that Wabbajack had ripped his arm off at the shoulder and is now holding it towards Thomas. I naturally let out a scream.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!” I yell.
They both look at me and Wabbajack asks, as nonchalantly as ever, “What’s up?”
““What’s up?” You RIPPED your ARM OFF!” I point out.
He looks at the arm he’s holding out and points at it with the arm that he Should be missing as he asks, “This arm?”
I look back and forth and the realization must have been obvious as he then asks, “You forgot about me being able to regenerate, didn’t you?”
I blush as I say, “Yeah…”. I snap out of my embarrassment as I think to ask, “But, doesn’t that still hurt?”
He just shrugs as he asks, “Yeah, why wouldn’t it?”
“Why did you rip your arm off then?” I ask in response.
“Because, we will just simply come back when you understand what would work best for you want for your own room and style. But, for now, this would be the perfect opportunity to give you a device to access the same font of information I have access to And a means of travel if we ever get separated somehow.” He explains as Thomas takes his torn arm and examines it.
Before I can say anything else, we hear, “Five currency…”
Five currency? Just five or five million? It couldn’t be so cheap after he said he would charge more than normal, right?
Just as I think that, Wabbajack says, “Awesome, here you go.” As he hands him five of those matte dice.
“What happened to being more expensive?” I blurt out.
Thomas just shakes his head as he just says, “Inexperienced…” Again.
Wolfie lets out another small growl.
“Now, now. Calm down. Fabrication isn’t expensive by any means since the customer has to provide the materials themselves. So, Fabricators can’t honestly charge a lot since they aren’t doing a lot.” Wabbajack explains while Thomas throws the arm into his machine and starts hitting buttons.
“That makes sense” I think to myself.
Next thing I know, Thomas throws me this small calculator like device. I look down at it and, while it does have the shape of a calculator, the symbols on the buttons are fluctuating and where the screen is supposed to be is this oval like projector lens and on the front-facing side is this little bulb, like what you would see on a remote control.
The confusion on my face must have been apparent as Wabbajack says, “Don’t worry, just fiddle with it and sooner or later you’ll figure out how it works.” He then pats my shoulder.
He looks back over his shoulder and says “Thanks Thomas, we will definitely be coming back. Phenomenal work.” He then gives a thumbs up.
Thomas lets out a puff after giving us a smug smile.
Wolfie takes his scarf form and wraps around my neck as Wabbajack pulls me along by the arm, he asks, “So what next?”
I put the calculator to my head as I honestly try to process everything that’s happened. Not to mention all the studying and practice I have to do just to make everything feel normal. All I can think to say is, “Maybe… it would be best if we go back home?”
“Yeah, that sounds good honestly. It’s getting late and your body needs rest to process everything that’s happened. It must be… well, actually shoot. It IS a whole other world from what you are used to. Best to take it slow. Even though today hasn’t exactly gone smoothly. Yilimet should also be done with all his shopping as well.” He says, using air quotes around shopping.
I guess the air quotes are because Yilimet has been cooking for a household of people with no sense of taste for who knows how long now. As I let out an audible gulp loud enough to make Wabbajack laugh.
With how crazy today has been, I expected the walk back to that spot with the two guards to be even more eventful but, nothing. Everyone pretty much just kept their distance for the most part. I think most were also just heading home.
As we get there, I see Yilimet holding an unusual number of bags as he says, “Hey you two, you wouldn’t believe the news I heard! Someone managed to summon a familiar after all this time and it didn’t go on a murderous rampage. Crazy, right?”
“Crazy, sure. Let’s get home. I’m sure things are going to be a bit more interesting than usual from here on.” Wabbajack says as he cuts open a portal home.
Interesting? Beyond a shadow of a doubt. I can’t help but feel like that, even by his standards, there will be quite some exciting and fascinating adventures ahead of both of us. Just as we all walk through the portal home together, Yilimet asks, “Hey, where did that fox come from?”
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My line up of conversion kits that bring your favorite weapons from the Halo series into airsoft as gas blowback replicas. These conversion kits replace all the externals of the AAP01 to bring Halo into airsoft. Currently I offer the M6 magnum (M6C, M6D, Socom), the M7/S SMG and the M392 DMR. These kits are 3D printed with eSun PLA+ at 0.20mm layer heights. Prices do not include shipping.
The M6 comes as the M6C for the base configuration. Multiple attachments are available to change the M6C into the M6D or the M6C Socom.
The M7 SMG is one of the iconic Halo weapons brought to airsoft. A gas magazine through the pistol grip is used as a gas reservoir while BBs are fed through a custom side-loading magazine. Included is a quick detach suppressor (tracer compatible) so you can decide which M7 variant you want to have.
The M392 DMR is my largest Halo GBBR so far. It is 1:1 scale and a true bullpup. Includes a cosmetic magazine baseplate.
M6C- Base pistol kit $90, Socom Suppressor $45, Smart Sight $20, All modules $145
M7/S SMG- Kit $350, Completed build $525, Additional mags $25 each
M392- $550, Completed build $725
Files to print your own GBB are available on my Cults3D page