P90 magazine schematics
Iron Kingdoms RPG
2013.03.01 15:59 Sigma34561 Iron Kingdoms RPG
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2024.05.20 03:45 CLICCO11 [WTS] Assorted Optics, Lights, and Accessories - Trijicon MRO HD, Holosun 508t X2, Surefire XSC, PS90 Optic and Light Mounts, and More
Timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/SzwdYEG
An assortment of GAFS (and other) acquisitions that I’ve decided to move along from. Please take a look at my wares! May be open to offers depending on the item and the offer. All prices are based on assumption of no fee payment (e.g. PayPal F&F or similar) and include shipping:
Pricing:
1. Trijicon MRO HD Red Dot Optic on Trijicon lower 1/3 mount. Used with some tiny salt, super clean glass, and functions perfectly - $485
2. Holosun 508t X2 Red Dot Optic. Used but excellent condition and comes with a Holosun picatinny adapter mount. -$250
3. Surefire XSC Weapon Light for Sig P365. Brand new, in box - $175 per unit
4. Scalarworks QD mount for Trijicon MRO pattern optics. - $65
9. Titan Tactical Surefire Scout Light Mount, for the FN PS90. Mounts to the side of the receiver. Excellent condition - $25
13. Surefire Scout Mini Pro Body with Malkoff Light Head. Great condition and works perfectly; much better throw than the factory Surefire head. - $100
PayPal F&F is preferred - NO NOTES. PayPal G&S is fine with buyer covering the fees - NO NOTES.
submitted by CLICCO11 to GunAccessoriesForSale [link] [comments]
An assortment of GAFS (and other) acquisitions that I’ve decided to move along from. Please take a look at my wares! May be open to offers depending on the item and the offer. All prices are based on assumption of no fee payment (e.g. PayPal F&F or similar) and include shipping:
Pricing:
- NDZ Performance extended mag release for Sig P365/X/XL. Like new. Mag release only, does NOT include spring or catch - $20
- HB Industries optic mount for the Trijicon MRO series red dot optics, for the FN PS90 / P90. Great condition with tiny signs of wear where optic was mounted. Note! Missing one of the four screws for mounting the MRO to the mount - $60
- HB Industries optic mount for the Holosun 509t, for the FN PS90. Tiny salt but covered when optic is mounted. - $60
- Titan Tactical optic mount for Holosun 407k/507k red dot optics, for the FN PS90 / P90. Like new condition. Comes with screws to mount optic to mount and screws to attach mount to carbine - $60
- Surefire ST07 tape switch. Excellent condition - $35
- Magpul MOE Illumination Mounting Kit. Kit is complete and in great condition. - $10 shipped
- Maglula AR15 Magazine Loader, OD Green - $20
PayPal F&F is preferred - NO NOTES. PayPal G&S is fine with buyer covering the fees - NO NOTES.
2024.05.19 00:13 Cdn_citizen [WTS][ON][MARKHAM][Group Post/Reposted ] BONUS EVENT ACTIVE! AEGs, GBBRs, GBB Pistols, Parts, Accessories & More. Collectors' items and used items available. Open to reasonable offers. Additional details in post. Shipping or Pick Up available. Thanks for looking!
Backed by Community Request, our Spring event is live! Details here. Participation is optional.
For all the great traders out there, thank you!Thank you to those that share our posts, you are true guardians of Airsoft!
This is a mega post from a group of 40+ airsoft collectors'/players'.
Reddit chat sucks so we've added an Alternate Contact on Discord: cdnciti
Only trade of interest is a Inokatsu MK46.
Guns will only be sold to adults.
'PD' means Pending Deal. Crossed off items are sold.
All negotiations are done prior to pickup.
Pick up available in Markham, Yorkdale, Fairview Mall(Toronto) or STC.
Traders must agree in writing to the price and payment method before meeting up.
For shipped items, if payment is not received within 24 hours the trade is off.
EMT for shipped items or cash for pick ups.
If you are not comfortable trading in person in a public parking lot with security cameras and plate scanners then shipping is recommended.
+SHIPPING $$ means shipping cost is not included in the price. All trades are final.
All rifles include shipping/delivery costs.
Freebies donated by our group
Add one of these items to your trade when it's conditions are met. Spend amount is on a per trade basis. No holds on Freebies.Only users who comment and proceed with a trade will receive the requested item.
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| Rpro | Propane Adaptor | FREE with any item | pics |
| Valken | NiMH Charger | FREE with any item | pics |
| Valken | Echo Googles | FREE with any item | pics |
| Rpro | Sight Protector | FREE with $70+ | pics |
| EF | 0.20 Tracers | FREE with $100+ | pics |
| AI | Gungas Kit | FREE with $130+ | pics |
| Valken | Kilo Sling | FREE with $150+ | pics |
| Rpro | Reflex | FREE with $180+ | pics |
| Rpro | M600 | FREE with $200+ | pics |
| Rpro | APL | FREE with $200+ | pics |
| FMA | FREE with $220+ | pics | |
| FMA | PEQ15DE | FREE with $240+ | pics |
| KWC | FREE with $250+ | pics | |
| Element | M300 | FREE with $250+ | pics |
| KWC | PT99 | FREE with $260+ | [pics](https://imgur.com/a/3oKok5b |
| Valken | RDA20 | FREE with $280+ | pics |
| KWC | PT99 | FREE with $280+ | pics |
| HFC | Launcher | FREE with $300+ | pics |
| KWC | PT99 | FREE with $300+ | pics |
| KWC | 1911 | FREE with $320+ | pics |
| KWC | SW40 | FREE with $340+ | pics |
| KWC | M17 | FREE with $400+ | pics |
| XCORTECH | X3200MK3 | FREE with $420+ | pics |
| KWC | Deagle | FREE with $440+ | pics |
| Madbull | XM203 | FREE with $500+ | pics |
| KJW | FREE with $620+ | pics | |
| WE | xDm | FREE with $620+ | pics |
| WE | 1911SV | FREE with $650+ | pics |
| VFC | M&P9 | FREE with $720+ | pics |
| KJW | SP01ACCU | FREE with $850+ | pics |
| TM | PX4 | FREE with $980+ | pics |
Collectors Pieces/Wall Hangers
Items in this section were not fielded. Tested and working.GAS RIFLES
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| WE | L85 | $650 | pics |
| - | MSK | $600 | pics |
| - | CQBR Kit2 | $550 | pics |
| - | M416 Kit | $950 | pics |
| - | M4 STRIKE | $580 | pics |
| - | M4 MB DD 7" FDE | $500 | pics |
| - | M4 SWS | $680 | pics |
| - | M4 RIS kit | $650 | pics |
| - | 416 | $500 | pics |
| - | 416 CQB PKG #1 | $740 | pics |
| - | 416 CQB PKG #2 | $650 | pics |
| - | 416 CQB | $600 | pics |
| - | CQBR KIT | $650 | pics |
| - | PDWL BK | $520 | pics |
| - | SCARL Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | SCARL BK | $540 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWA | MP7 Kit | $630 | pics |
| KWC | $270 | pics | |
| GHK | COLT M4RIS 14.5"(2019) | $1100 | pics |
| G&G | SMC9 Kit | $700 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| TM | M9A1#2 | $250 | pics |
| - | P226E2 | $230 | pics |
| - | 5.1 | $360 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | P226E2 2mags | $240 | pics |
| - | M&P9 | $340 | pics |
| - | G17G3 | $280 | pics |
| - | M9 Chrome | $400 | pics |
| - | MEU | $320 | pics |
| - | 1911 Series '70 | $320 | pics |
| - | USP | $420 | pics |
| - | USPC Kit | $480 | pics |
| - | USPC Kit2 | $400 | pics |
| - | 5-7 | $350 | pics |
| - | xDm | $230 | pics |
| - | PX4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G17 w/2mags | $400 | pics |
| - | G17 Custom DE | $320 | pics |
| - | G17 w/2mags | $300 | pics |
| - | M9A1 | $350 | pics |
| - | M92F Military | $280 | pics |
| - | XDM | $190 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| WE | G17 HEX | $250 | pics |
| - | MEU DT | $250 | pics |
| - | F226 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | G27 Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | Luger Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | PX4 DT Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | G17 Kit2 | $330 | pics |
| - | G17 Kit4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G17 Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | G18C Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | G18C G4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G18C | $220 | pics |
| - | G19 Kit | $370 | pics |
| - | G19 G4 | $230 | pics |
| - | G23 Kit | $360 | pics |
| - | G23 G4 BK | $230 | pics |
| - | G26C ADV Tan | $210 | pics |
| - | G33ADV Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | G35 BK/GD | $250 | pics |
| - | G35DT Kit | $340 | pics |
| - | G17 Dual | $360 | pics |
| - | Luger w/SIL | $200 | pics |
| - | Luger SV | $250 | pics |
| - | P38 SV | $240 | pics |
| - | F228 Kit | $290 | pics |
| - | F229R Kit2 | $300 | pics |
| - | F229 | $190 | pics |
| - | F226 DT | $240 | pics |
| - | F229 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | F226 TAN | $230 | pics |
| - | M902 | $260 | pics |
| - | M9A1 w/SIL | $250 | pics |
| - | M9 Navy TN/BK | $200 | pics |
| - | 1911 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | MEU BK w/SIL | $250 | pics |
| - | MEU SV Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | KIMBER Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | KIMBER | $230 | pics |
| - | 1911DT Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | M&P9 BK/GD Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | M&P9DT | $200 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | M&P9T Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | M&P9C | $240 | pics |
| - | M&P9DT | $250 | pics |
| - | M&P9 w/case | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit2 | $330 | pics |
| - | G17G4 | $250 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | G17G4 w/DOCTER | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G5 | $300 | pics |
| - | PPQ M2 w/2mags | $320 | pics |
| - | FNX45B | $300 | pics |
| - | FNX45DT Kit | $440 | pics |
| - | FNX45B Silenced | $350 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KJW | P09UGSR Kit | $430 | pics |
| - | KP06 2mags | $230 | pics |
| - | 1911 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | KP07 Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | G23 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | M9 CO2 | $160 | pics |
| - | M9A1 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | M9 4mags | $280 | pics |
| - | KP09 Kit | $250 | pics |
| - | P09 BK | $170 | pics |
| - | P09 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | P09 TAN | $200 | pics |
| - | KP05 | $190 | pics |
| - | KP05 Kit | $260 | pics |
| - | SP01 UGSR | $180 | pics |
| - | SP01 ACCU Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | KP01 Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | KP01 Kit2 | $290 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWC | MAKAROV | $160 | pics |
| - | SW40 | $130 | pics |
| - | 1911 TAC DT 2mags | $180 | pics |
| - | 1911B | $170 | pics |
| - | 1911 L.E. | $200 | pics |
| - | 1911 w/3mags | $220 | pics |
| - | 1911 | $160 | pics |
| - | MEU | $180 | pics |
| - | P08 | $140 | pics |
| - | 24/7 | $160 | pics |
| - | DEAGLE BK | $130 | pics |
| - | DEAGLE SV | $190 | pics |
| - | KCB89 | $150 | pics |
| - | M712 | $150 | pics |
| - | SW40 | $120 | pics |
| - | M17 | $180 | pics |
| - | PT99 | $120 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AW | G17DT | $270 | pics |
| - | NE3002 | $250 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Custom | $280 | pics |
| - | HX1005 | $200 | pics |
| - | HX1101 2mags | $280 | pics |
| - | HX1102 | $200 | pics |
| - | HX1105 | $180 | pics |
| - | HX2003 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | NE2002 | $230 | pics |
| - | HX2302 | $250 | pics |
| - | HX2402 | $250 | pics |
| - | HX2601 | $290 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| EMG | STI/ TTI JW3 | $400 | pics |
| - | SAI 4.3 BK | $260 | pics |
| - | SAI 5.1 SV | $280 | pics |
| - | SAI BLU | $300 | pics |
| - | SAI 5.1 BK | $250 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KSC | Auto9 | $340 | pics |
| Marushin | FN 5-7 | $250 | pics |
| KWA | MK23 | $320 | pics |
| - | USP MATCH | $390 | pics |
| - | MK23 Kit | $450 | pics |
| - | HK45 w/2mags | $340 | pics |
| G&G | GTP9 TAN | $210 | pics |
| - | GPM92 Kit | $450 | pics |
| Umarex | SAA Antique | $390 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| G&G | AR15 SBR8 | $630 | pics |
| - | M14 EBR-L | $700 | pics |
| - | TR-418 | $630 | pics |
| - | Wildhog 9" | $330 | pics |
| - | SRL TAN | $330 | pics |
| - | GC Predator BK | $450 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | HK416 | $750 | pics |
| - | HK416 Kit | $900 | pics |
| - | HK417 Kit | $800 | pics |
| - | 416CQB Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | HK416 Calibur | $650 | pics |
| - | MK18 | $630 | pics |
| - | VR16 RISII | $630 | pics |
| - | SABER MOD1 Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | Avalon Calibur DT Kit | $780 | pics |
| - | Calibur CQC | $440 | pics |
| - | AVALON Calibur CQC | $560 | pics |
| - | Calibur Carbine Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | VR16 Kit #2 | $360 | pics |
| - | MK12 MOD1(SPR) | $670 | pics |
| - | Fighter MK2 Kit2 | $460 | pics |
| - | Fighter MK2 Kit3 | $500 | pics |
| - | VR16 Saber CQB | $380 | pics |
| - | VR16 RIS | $330 | pics |
| - | M4A1 | $330 | pics |
| - | M4 SOPMOD | $440 | pics |
| - | XCR-C Metal | $400 | pics |
| - | SCAR-H CQC | $600 | pics |
| - | SCAR-L | $550 | pics |
| - | SCAR-L TAN | $560 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| Krytac | PDW FG Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | SPR BK | $300 | pics |
| - | Vector LE | $1050 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S BK Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | VECTOR BK Kit | $1200 | pics |
| - | LVOA-C CG | $600 | pics |
| - | LMG PDW | $1100 | pics |
| - | PDW Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | SPR-M FDE | $620 | pics |
| - | Vector DT Kit | $1100 | pics |
| - | LVOA SBR DT | $500 | pics |
| - | SPR MK2 FG | $550 | pics |
| - | PDW FDE Kit | $580 | pics |
| - | SPPDW | $500 | pics |
| - | TR47 | $600 | pics |
| - | REC7 BK | $630 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S BK PKG | $600 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S FG | $560 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S FDE | $600 | pics |
| - | LMG-E | $850 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| G&P | Sentry DE | $600 | pics |
| - | TMR 10" | $450 | pics |
| - | Rapid Fire | $600 | pics |
| - | Defender | $580 | pics |
| - | M4 Ball Medium | $400 | pics |
| - | QRF | $480 | pics |
| - | MOE Carbine | $570 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| ASG | Scorpion Evo 3A1 | $600 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWA | SR10 Kit | $520 | pics |
| - | KR12 | $300 | pics |
| - | KM4 RIS | $400 | pics |
| - | SR12 | $500 | pics |
| - | SR10 | $500 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KA | COLT MK18 | $400 | pics |
| - | B.R.O. 15" | $500 | pics |
| - | M7 | $400 | pics |
| - | CAA M4 | $400 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| ARES | M4 DMR Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | AM014 Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | OCTAARMS KM03 | $430 | pics |
| - | AM014 BK | $420 | pics |
| Magpul PTS | PDR-C | $1300 | pics |
USED Guns
The guns below are used. They are tested for functionality and leaks.GAS Rifles
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| WE | $550 | pics | |
| - | SCARL Kit | $480 | pics |
| - | M4A1 RIS Kit | $720 | pics |
| - | M4 LVOA w/4mags | $560 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| TM+KWC | G17+PT99 Kit | $560 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| TM | G17G3 Kit2 | $300 | pics |
| - | G18C Kit | $520 | pics |
| - | PX4 w/2 mags | $330 | pics |
| - | P226E2 w/2 mags | $250 | pics |
| - | G17G3 | $280 | pics |
| - | G17G3 4mags | $460 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| WE | G18C Kit | $280 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit3 | $350 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit2 | $280 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit | $380 | pics |
| - | 1911 BK Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | MEU TAN kit | $250 | pics |
| - | 1911 7mags | $260 | pics |
| - | F229 Kit | $250 | pics |
| - | xDm Kit | $200 | pics |
| - | xDm Comp 2mags | $230 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | G17 Kit3 | $250 | pics |
| - | FNX45BK | $220 | pics |
| - | G19G3 Kit | $270 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit2 | $250 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit | $340 | pics |
| - | G17G4 3mags | $300 | pics |
| - | FNX45TAN | $325 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KJW | 1911 OD w/2mags | $160 | pics |
| - | M9 | $150 | pics |
| - | M9 Elite | $150 | pics |
| - | KP-01 | $130 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWC | Makarov | $120 | pics |
| - | M&P9 | $140 | pics |
| - | PT99 3mags | $150 | pics |
| - | PT99 w/2 lowers | $160 | pics |
| - | 1911 4mags | $200 | pics |
| - | 1911 4mags | $180 | pics |
| - | 1911 2mags | $100 | pics |
| - | M92 | $130 | pics |
| - | M92 4mags #2 | $200 | pics |
| - | M92 4mags | $180 | pics |
| - | Luger | $150 | pics |
| - | Deagle 4mags | $200 | pics |
| - | Deagle Kit | $270 | pics |
| - | M17 2mags #2 | $150 | pics |
| - | M17 | $130 | pics |
| - | M&P9 Kit | $250 | pics |
| - | SW40 | $100 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AW | HX1004 Kit | $220 | pics |
| - | HX2502 Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | HX1002 Kit | $280 | pics |
| - | HX1004 kit | $220 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWA | HK45 | $220 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| Krytac | LVOA-C | $330 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S Kit | $550 | pics |
| - | LVOA-C FG Kit | $520 | pics |
| - | CRB MK2 Kit | $540 | pics |
| - | SPR MK2 DT Kit | $450 | pics |
| - | SPR MK2 Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | Vector PKG | $950 | pics |
| - | GPR CC | $500 | pics |
| - | LMG | $750 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| G&P | LMT Kit | $300 | pics |
| VFC | VR16 TE1 Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | XCR-C(Metal) Kit | $380 | pics |
| KA | BRO 15" Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | VIS CQB | $360 | pics |
| G&G | SRL DST Kit | $340 | pics |
| ARES | M4 15" KeyMod | $290 | pics |
| - | OCTA ARMS KM15 Kit | $320 | pics |
| E&C | EC106 | $350 | pics |
Parts
(USED)(+SHIPPING $$)| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| AW | Hicapa Mount | $15 | pics |
| GHK | G5 Bolt | $85 | pics |
| - | G5 Barrel+Hop up | $60 | pics |
| VFC | G17G4 Lower | $130 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Externals | $150 | pics |
| WE | G17BBU | $55 | pics |
| - | Apache Mag | $30 | pics |
| - | M4 Lower | $150 | pics |
| - | SCAR-L Barrel+Sight | $45 | pics |
| - | G18C Parts | $60 | pics |
| - | G17 Slide/Barrel | $95 | pics |
| - | 1911 Silver Frame | $50 | pics |
| TM | 5.1 Midframe | $120 | pics |
| - | G17 BBU w/Nozzle | $65 | pics |
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| AEG PARTS | - | - | - |
| ASG | Scorpion Internals | $60 | pics |
| - | Scorpion GB | $65 | pics |
| G&G | V2 GB | $60 | pics |
| - | V2 GB#2 | $50 | pics |
| G&P | V2 GB | $65 | pics |
| Krytac | M4 Lower | $50 | pics |
| - | PDW Upper CG | $100 | pics |
| - | PDW FG Upper | $110 | pics |
| - | 5" Barrel | $40 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| AW | 5.1 Lower | $120 | pics |
| TNT | H.L.R. Bucking 60 | $30 | pics |
| SI | AR Enhanced Grip | $40 | pics |
| DP | GhostRing2(TMG17) | $30 | pics |
| SLR | 2x VFC G17 EXT Baseplates | $100 | pics |
| G&P | 870 Piston Set 150% | $40 | pics |
| SPEED | 5.1 Comp Trigger Gold | $40 | pics |
| AIP | G17 Spring Guide | $22 | pics |
| WE | G17 Upper | $100 | pics |
| - | G17 Lower | $85 | pics |
| - | Apache Lower | $220 | pics |
| - | G18C Slide | $50 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Parts | $40 | pics |
| TM | G17 BBU | $50 | pics |
| - | G19G3 Internals+Slide | $170 | pics |
| Guarder | TM G17 Barrel | $65 | pics |
| - | TM 5.1 Nozzle | $40 | pics |
| 9Ball | M92F Sights | $70 | pics |
| - | PX4 Sights | $100 | pics |
| - | XDM Sights | $90 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Sights | $120 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Inner | $50 | pics |
| A1A | G17RB1 Kit | $330 | pics |
| - | SAI G19 Slide/Barrel | $190 | pics |
| - | G17 Parts | $45 | pics |
| AM | 1911 Hopup | $110 | pics |
| AM | Edge BBU | $65 | pics |
| AM | 5.1 Hammer and Searset | $50 | pics |
| AM | .45ACP 5.1 Gold | $170 | pics |
| Cowcow | TM Buckings | $20 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Barrel BK | $120 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Tornado SV | $180 | pics |
| - | 4.3 Gold | $125 | pics |
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| AEG PARTS | - | - | - |
| Krytac | M4 Receiver Parts | $40 | pics |
| Madbull | 363mm Inner | $35 | pics |
| A1A | M4 CNC Hopup | $25 | pics |
| Airtech | PDW EXT | $35 | pics |
| G&P | KAC AMBI Release | $60 | pics |
| - | M4 Externals | $300 | pics |
| - | STONER RAS | $170 | pics |
| Laylax | Vector KeyMod(L) | $220 | pics |
| MadBull | NSR 7" | $110 | pics |
| - | MK18 RISII BK | $165 | pics |
| - | Noveske 10A | $120 | pics |
| VFC | VR16 Lower | $150 | pics |
| - | VR16 Receiver Set | $250 | pics |
| - | 14.5" Outer | $70 | pics |
| - | HK416 Stock | $65 | pics |
| - | V2 GB | $100 | pics |
| - | 12" Quad Rail | $100 | pics |
| - | QRS Stock | $65 | pics |
| G&G | ETU 2.0 | $75 | pics |
| - | GOSV3 Tan Stock | $65 | pics |
| Magpul | Paraclip | $30 | pics |
| - | Rail Light Mount | $45 | pics |
| Magpul PTS | MOE Pistol FDE | $40 | pics |
| - | RSA Mount | $50 | pics |
| - | CTR Black | $110 | pics |
| KRYTAC | Vector Rail | $135 | pics |
| - | LVOA-C Rail | $150 | pics |
| - | M4 Receiver Set | $160 | pics |
| - | PDW Stock | $120 | pics |
| SHS | 32:1 | $25 | pics |
| - | 16:1 | $40 | pics |
| Prometheus | 280mm Barrel | $75 | pics |
| - | 155mm Vector Barrel | $90 | pics |
| G&P | M170 Devil | $65 | pics |
| SIEGETEK | Cyclone 14.09 Ratio | $220 | pics |
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| BTC | Chimera V3 | $120 | pics |
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Accessories
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| - | VORTEX | SPARCII | $300 | pics |
| - | Valken | LPVO | $125 | pics |
| - | AIMSPORTS | 2-7x32 | $90 | pics |
| - | - | 1x20mm T1 | $80 | pics |
| - | - | 4X ACOG | $90 | pics |
| - | - | 4x32 | $55 | pics |
| - | LANCER | 3-9x32 | $65 | pics |
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| - | G&P | T2 Tan | $90 | pics |
| - | Rpro | XPS 2Z | $100 | pics |
| - | Rpro | T1 Dual Mount | $75 | pics |
| - | Rpro | LCO | $95 | pics |
| - | Rpro | ACOG 4x | $150 | pics |
| - | Rpro | 3x Barlow | $70 | pics |
| - | Rpro | MRO | $80 | pics |
| - | Rpro | Doctor | $40 | pics |
| - | Rpro | 552+3X Magnifier | $150 | pics |
| - | Rpro | Reflex w/Laser | $50 | pics |
| - | Sniper | ACOG 4x | $110 | pics |
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| Tracer | Xcortech | XT301 | $90 | pics |
| - | - | X3300W | $150 | pics |
| - | G&G | Midnight Hawk | $90 | pics |
| - | - | Battleowl | $140 | pics |
| - | Acetech | Predator KAC | $200 | pics |
| - | - | LighterS | $95 | pics |
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| FlashHider | 6mmProShop | 16mm+ 14mm- | $30 | pics |
| - | 6mmProShop | 16mm+ Thread Pro | $30 | pics |
| - | E&L | AK74U | $25 | pics |
| - | Madbull | DNTC04 SV | $35 | pics |
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| Suppressor | CYMA | LaRue | $65 | pics |
| - | Krytac | HPS4G | $100 | pics |
| - | 5KU | KAC QD | $85 | pics |
| - | - | PD 556Mini | $80 | pics |
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| - | - | PD 556RC | $85 | pics |
| - | WE | Makarov | $35 | pics |
| - | Rpro | SF 556 | $100 | pics |
| - | G&G | Pistol 14mm - | $40 | pics |
| - | - | SS100 | $35 | pics |
| - | Krytac | $65 | pics | |
| - | G&P | Zombie QD 14mm + | $120 | pics |
| - | Madbull | 7"KAC 14CCW | $150 | pics |
| - | - | Blackside | $65 | pics |
| - | - | SWR 6" | $90 | pics |
| - | - | 7" K.A.C. 14mm + | $110 | pics |
| - | - | Gemtech | $65 | pics |
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| Launcher | G&P | M203 Navy L | $270 | pics |
| - | - | M203 MIL | $270 | pics |
| - | MBull | XM203L OD | $170 | pics |
| - | MBull | XM203S BK | $180 | pics |
| - | SPIKE'S | HAVOC 12" | $250 | pics |
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| Light | TM | CQX Micro | $100 | pics |
| - | Element | $50 | pics | |
| - | - | M600W | $90 | pics |
| - | FMA | PEQ15 Tan w/IR | $60 | pics |
| - | Rpro | X300U | $140 | pics |
| - | Rpro | X400 | $150 | pics |
| - | Rpro | M720V | $140 | pics |
| - | Rpro | SBAL-PL | $110 | pics |
| - | G&P | GP800 w/switch | $180 | pics |
| - | G&P | DBAL | $320 | pics |
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| Tool | XCORTECH | X3500 | $110 | pics |
| - | ACETECH | AC5000 Chrono | $75 | pics |
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| Grip | Rpro | SI Keymod | $25 | pics |
| - | Rpro | Red Keymod | $30 | pics |
| - | SI | Cobra | $35 | pics |
| - | Rpro | PK2 Metal AK | $40 | pics |
| - | UTG | Light | $50 | pics |
| - | Rpro | MVG | $15 | pics |
| Bipod | ATLAS | PSR | $120 | pics |
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| Mount | CYMA | M14 | $30 | pics |
| - | Rpro | MP5 | $25 | pics |
| Covers | SI | KeyMod FDE | $15 | pics |
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| Grip | Magpul PTS | AFG2 | $10 | pics |
| Silencer | Rpro | Navy Seals | $45 | pics |
| - | Rpro | 7" KAC | $60 | pics |
| - | WE | Pistol | $10 | pics |
| Launcher | ZOXNA | Shower | $50 | pics |
| - | HFC | HG-138 | $55 | pics |
| - | Madbull | XM203L TAN | $100 | pics |
| Light | Rpro | M910 | $70 | pics |
| - | OPSMEN | FAST501 | $40 | pics |
| - | Rpro | M600W | $55 | pics |
| Sight | TM | Micro Pro | $70 | pics |
GAS
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| TM | G17EXT(N) | $65 | pics |
| - | 2xG17(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | 2x5.1(U) | $80 | pics |
| - | P226(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | MEU(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 1911A1#2(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | 1911A1(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | M9(N) | $50 | pics |
| - | 5.1(N) | $45 | pics |
| - | 5.1 EXT(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | 4.3 BK(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | 4.3 SV(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | USP-C(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | USP(Leaky) | $20 | pics |
| - | PX4(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 5.1 EXT(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | 2x4.3(U) | $75 | pics |
| - | G19(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | PD G17(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | 2xG17(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | 2xG19(N) | $55 Each | pics |
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| WE | 4xMEU(N) | $120 | pics |
| - | 4xG17(U) | $110 | pics |
| - | 3xM4(U) | $150 | pics |
| - | 2xG17(U)#3 | $40 | pics |
| - | 5.1(U) | $25 | pics |
| - | F226(N) | $25 | pics |
| - | 3x1911(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | SCARH(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | 3xG17(U)#2 | $80 | pics |
| - | 3xG17(U) | $80 | pics |
| - | G17(N) | $38 Each | pics |
| - | 2xG17(U) | $55 | pics |
| - | G17 EXT(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 3xG26(N) | $100 | pics |
| - | 3x5.1EXT(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 5.1(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2x5.1(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | 2x5.1#2(U) | $55 | pics |
| - | 2x5.1CO2 | $42 Each | pics |
| - | 3x1911(U) | $60 | pics |
| - | 5x1911A1(U) | $140 | pics |
| - | 2xLuger(N) | $35 Each | pics |
| - | M&P9(N) | $35 | pics |
| - | P-Virus(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | F226(N) | $35 Each | pics |
| - | 3xM14(N) | $70 Each | pics |
| - | 2xG39(N) | $140 | pics |
| - | 2xP90(N) | $70 Each | pics |
| - | SVD(N) | $95 Each | pics |
| - | PMC(N) | $85 | pics |
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| VFC | $40 | pics | |
| - | $65 | pics | |
| - | M&P9(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | G19(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | 2xG17G5(N) | $70 Each | pics |
| - | G17G4(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 2xFNX45T(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | PPQ(U) | $40 | pics |
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| KJW | KP01 CO2(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | KP06(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | KP09(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | 2xKP09(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2xP09(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2xM4(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | KP-01 Gas(N) | $35 | pics |
| - | KC-02 Long(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | 3xKP-05 Gas(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2xKC02(U) | $80 | pics |
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| KWC | 2x1911(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 2x1911 EXT(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 2xM17(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | M17(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | M92 EXT(U) | $55 | pics |
| - | 1911 EXT(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | M92(U) | $25 | pics |
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| AW | 5.1 BK(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | 5.1 BK(U) | $30 | pics |
| KWA | $120 | pics | |
| - | MP7(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | HK45(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | USP Match(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | USP Match#2(U) | $40 | pics |
| G&G | 2xGTP9(N) | $45 Each | pics |
| - | SMC9(N) | $80 Each | pics |
| Marusen | FN57(N) | $50 Each | pics |
| GHK | Gmag(N) | $115 | pics |
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| AI | $110 | pics | |
| - | 3x40Mike(U) | $200 | pics |
| - | Burst(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 2x40MIKE(U) | $140 | pics |
| - | Cyclone Kit(U) | $110 | pics |
| - | 40MIKE(U) LEAKY | $50 | pics |
| - | Burst XL(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | MasterMike(U) | $75 | pics |
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| Zparts | 2xERAZ OG(N) | $65 Each | pics |
| KIMERA | JR2(N) | $50 | pics |
| SHS | 2x40mm(U) | $70 | pics |
| G&P | 3x40mm Capped | $160 | pics |
| Madbull | 2xM433(N) | $100 | pics |
| - | 2xM381(U) | $160 | pics |
| - | 2x922A1(N) | $100 Each | pics |
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| Krytac | 3xVector 40rd(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| Proarms | 4xM4 Mids(N) | $65 | pics |
| VFC | 3xQRS Mids(N) | $95 | pics |
| G&G | 3xM4 Mids(N) | $70 | pics |
| - | 3xTinted M4(N) | $70 | pics |
| - | 2xG2H .308 Mids(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | M4 Drum(N) | $170 | pics |
| - | M4 Mids(N) | $20 Each | pics |
| CYMA | 4xM4 Mids(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | 3xM4(U) | $20 | pics |
| - | AK Mids(N) | $18 Each | pics |
| - | MP5 Mids | $25 Each | pics |
| - | 3xP90 Mids(N) | $30 Each | pics |
| - | 5xM4 Mids(N) | $14 Each | pics |
| Bluebox | 4xM4(N) | $60 | pics |
| - | M4 Black(N) | $15 Each | pics |
| - | AK-47 Mids(N) | $17 Each | pics |
| Madbull | 5xAWM Tan Mids(N) | $95 | pics |
| - | 5xTROY Mids(N) | $100 | pics |
| Dytac | 4xCamo M4 Mids(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | 2xHEXMAG(U) | $30 | pics |
| JG | 2xP90 300rds(N) | $50 | pics |
| Modify | 2xXTC TAN(N) | $45 | pics |
2024.05.18 21:27 Bbobsillypants Nature of Big Donuts 6 - a Stargate x NOP crossover fic - Fear
[FIRST][LAST]
Atlantis Commission
Officer Report - Lieutenant Colonel John Shepard
CLEARANCE LEVEL 5
Well this had definitely been a very interesting couple of hours. This dimension and its people had very odd opinions and ideas. Apparently the prey species of this dimension were all obligate cowards, whose instincts compelled them to be non-violent and run from threats. At least according to themselves. There were apparently some of them who were “predator diseased” as they called it, a disease which often resulted in increased violence, aggression, lack of empathy, and unheard like behavior. It sounded to me like some form of infectious psychopathy, but the venlil assured us it shouldn't affect us since we were predators, which didn’t really ease my fears, but hopefully it was something we could figure out when we got home if it ever became a problem.
Gotta love mandatory quarantine periods woo hoo!
As scary as this odd disease sounded, my main concern at the moment was to try and turn a professed coward into someone who could at the very least defend themselves.
I looked down to the table of gear ahead of me and then over to the mostly naked Venlil to my side, and then even farther to Tiel’c who thought It would be a good idea to help oversee Farva’s rapid fire training course. I fiddled with the bluetooth earpiece which was rigged up to one of our handhelds to run a translation program to speak directly with the captain. A big step up from our unknowingly one sided communications earlier.
I stepped on the other side of the plastic table and placed my hands down upon it and looked on at my new student..
“Welcome Captain Farva to our very impromptu accelerated course on Human arms armor and basic infantry tactics.” I said gesturing to the hodge podge gear we had managed to assemble for the good captain. “Are we ready to begin?”.
She flicked her ears, somewhat nervously by the looks.
“I’d take it that's a yes then?”
“Oh yes sorry”
“Alright then, well given that most of our crew is human and the only other alien struts around naked all the time, the only gear we have on hand is for humans, So you're going to be running size smalls and it's all going to fit all a bit big” I say as I toss her the tactical vest. ”Here try this on, we can try to tighten it up if it's a bit loose anywhere”. The captain wrestles with the buckles a bit, and Teal'c helps her tighten up some of the top straps, as the Venil’s shoulders weren't as broad as humans. Farva gave Teal’c an odd look, but seemed appreciative none the less.Once finished, she grasped the vest in her paws with interest. “This armor seems quite lightweight, which is nice, weight is often an issue that causes us to forgo armor, since heavy armor would hurt our running ability.” Farva remarks. “Also the sheer amount of pockets seems quite excessive, what do you need all these for?”
“Well for starters it's currently missing these '' I hand Farva one of the armor plates which she looks over. “That is a depleted Naquadria ceramic composite plate. It’s designed to stop bullet impacts and dissipate energy weapon blasts. It slots into that chest compartment in the front and back of your armor.”
“This isn't quite what Id imagine for the armor of your kind”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well judging by your ships I would have imagined you would put more emphasis on defense Your predatory nature would make you less likely to run away from conflict allowing for more encompassing armor to cover more than just your chest, since you have less need to run.”
She would put it like that.
“Well there are a number of reasons for that, a lot to do with those excess pockets you mentioned. For starters you will not be carrying the same amount of gear that the standard infantry unit would normally be carrying, we are preparing you for a quick in and out op. Normally us expedition teams need to be deployed into unknown territory for extended periods of time, we need to carry everything we might need with us from food, bullets, weapons, to comms gear, sensors, repelling equipment etc. The weight from all that gear adds up fast; In order to stay sufficiently mobile and combat effective; we only carry enough armor to protect our vitals, head and torso, anything else can hopefully be patched up by a field medic.”
Tielc gave his piece as well. “It is important to know when to run both towards and aways from one's foes, not every battle can be won through strength alone, but by strategy and cunning. Being able to reposition oneself quickly is therefore highly advantageous”
Farva seemed to freeze at Teal'c's statement, not out of fear I think, she instead had a distant look in her eye. To snap her out of her slump I handed her a standard ballistic helmet.
Seeming to get the idea she looked at it oddly and tried it on. It confirmed to her head shape decently well but depressed her ears to either side of her head, kind of resembling what one might imagine a sad bunny rabbit to look like “I don't think this will be something I can bring with me” she said ” I can't use ear signals and this will muffle my hearing.”
“Why don’t you keep it on for the time being, I think any extra hearing protection might be useful considering what we are about to try next.” I hand Farva some ballistic ear protectors, slightly modified and somewhat ramshackle. “One of the corporals worked closely with Nurse Fila to get an idea for safe decibels levels for your kind, we were also able to get these earbuds molded to fit into your ear canal better”
Farva took them and slipped them in. “These are a bit uncomfortable, what do I need these for?”
“You'll need them for this” I say as I unsnap the clasps on the weapons case revealing its contents.
The content seems to capture Farva’s interest, getting a slight tail wave.
“Okay So this here is a p90, It carries a 50 round top loading magazine of teflon coated armor piercing ordnance. With a cyclical rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute.”
Farvas ears perk up at this. “This seems like an efficient design, I take it these are a flashlight and laser sight for accuracy?” She asked, pointing to the top of the weapon.
“Yes we also have holographic and acog optics which will help line up targets from farther away.” I look on as Farva picks up the weapon and inspects it, testing the weight as I note that it will weigh a fair bit more once loaded. But she doesn't seem to be struggling with the weight. I can't help but notice good firearm safety as well, she keeps her finger well off the trigger and takes care to keep her weapon pointed aways from anyone else.
“This seems like a solid design but I'm not sure how useful those weapon optics would be, as they are not designed for my side facing eyes”
“I'm sure our master at arms can figure something out, why don't we give it a test fire first tho, before we send it off to make adjustments.” I instruct her on how to load the weapon and turn the safety off. I warn her of the sound it makes. And while definitely taken aback by the recoil and sound at first, she quickly gets the hang of it, she has some respectable shot groupings in both single fire and in short bursts. And keeps the rounds reasonably centered while firing in full auto.
She did a whole lot better than I would have initially suspected given her performance in the hanger bay a day before.
“The rate of fire seems useful” Farva spoke “This would be useful for our soldiers, our accuracy falters when we are panicked, and the increased shot count should guarantee some hits based on volume of fire alone” she finished with a dejected expression.
She quickly places the weapon back in its case, as if it burned to touch.” I don't know if I should be armed for this mission, at least not with that weapon, I don't want to miss and hit one of you in the back!”
“What? Nonsense, you are a great shot, and this is just a precaution in case we get separated or flanked and need some covering fire. If our guys are doing their job right you shouldn't need to fire a single round anyways.”
Captain Farva’s breathing started to hasten, earlier I might have thought it was fear, but I was starting to get an idea of what the captain's issues were. I’ve seen this before.
“I.. I can’t be trusted with this responsibility, every time I am left in charge of something, every time people put their lives in my paws I ....”
“Farva, don’t you start with me now you hear.” I said sternly, swiftly capping off her inevitable spiral of self doubt.
“But.. no.. you don’t understand”
Stopping her again I spoke. “But nothing, what happened before on that ship, and back at that colony is in the past. I don’t know your whole situation, but from what I have gathered from the crew It was nothing good. You feel responsible and it's eating away at you, and frankly it doesn’t matter if that's true or not. Accidents happen, people make mistakes, and when that happens we need to learn, take those lessons to heart, and don't let it stop us from helping people in the present. If you let guilt, or fear of mistakes stop you, then bad guys have already won, all without having to have fired a shot”
Farva is quiet for a short time, I was hoping I got through to her, I'm not the best and pep talks and this certainly wasn’t your typical weapons demo, if only everyones could go as smoothly as Ronan’s.
Farva spoke quietly, arms pressed up against her chest, she looked so sad, defeated, and small. Well more than usual anyways. “We can't be strong like you humans, we are too emotional and when we are scared we run away or we lock up and...”
“And that is clearly not the case with you captain Farva” Teal’c finally reentered the conversation having heard enough. “You have shown courage with every action you have taken so far, your actions have saved the lives of many of your crew, every time you have been threatened you acted not just to protect yourself but others as well. You attempted to contend with beings many times your size without even thinking about it, all in the effort to protect others, and this is only in the time we have known you, this speaks nothing of your actions over the colony. You are a warrior of admirable courage Captain Farva, your self doubt is unearned.”
A single tear rolled down Farva’s eyes which she quickly wiped away. “That was very nice of you to say, but I'm not brave like you say, I was terrified out of my mind the whole time.”
Teal’c looked puzzled. “I did not call you brave, I said you were courageous.”
Farva shot back with the little venlil one up one down ear flick I had very quickly learned was confusion.” I'm confused you just said brave twice”
“Hmm it appears your language does not contain the word I am using, I apologize I am not used to speaking through a translator” Teal’c relented “ There are two words I am using admittedly in slightly different forms, bravery and courage. Bravery or to be brave is to lack fear, to not be afraid to begin with. Courage tho, Is a trait far more admirable. Courage is to be afraid, to have fear, to worry about one's own mortality and personal safety. It is to acknowledge risk, danger, to feel fear, but to act in spite of it.”
“Had I not met your kind before I would have thought predators don't feel fear.”
“Everyone fears feel Farva, It is how we overcome it that determines our worth as warriors”
Teal’c picks up the p90 and returns it to Farvas hands.
“Your people need a warrior Farva, a warrior who protects the innocent and guides the lost to safety. You have shown how collected you can be in the heat of battle, You have already proven your worth in our eyes Farva, now you must do the same in your own. The greatest enemy lies not without” Teal’c places his hand firmly on the venlil’s chest “But within”.
After Action Report - Venlil Colonial Defense Force
Subject : Chief Engineer Donu
I fiddled with my holopad, Its small surface area proving to be a consistent source of annoyance in my current endeavor. Gone was the large workspace afforded to me by my holotable back in my office. Instead I had to work with the scaled down portable holotablet I was just fortunate enough to have strapped to my person when I was beamed away from our last ship. I was stuck with its smaller keyboard and slower rendering speeds.
An annoyed smooth skin alien looked over my shoulder at my device, attached to it was a jury rigged fiber optic cable, slotted into a terran silicon to crystal patch cable, which would convert the electrical signals broadcasted by my tablet into a bandwidth that the terrans crystalline based computers; which they used for highly complex tasks like hyperdrive and transporter systems; could use, and then It was patched again in a even stranger connector to patch into the odd asgard computer stones.
All in all it looked like someone tried to plug a regular computer into some crystal construct like you would find in a fantasy holonovel, and again plugged that into a harchen heat rock sauna lounge. Finally branching out from this conglomeration was a simple copper based wire that connects to a computer terminal at which currently sat the late Doctor Rodney Mckay. A title upon initially hearing led me to believe he was a medical doctor, which led to a flurry of medical questions that he had absolutely no means of answering.
While this odd alien nomenclature was interesting, what intrigued me more was his actual area of expertise, theoretical astrophysics, as well as a number of other diverse specialties and fields. Not to mention not only was he a great scientist who had he been raised in the more civilized portion of this galaxy, would have knowledge and aptitude that would put him alongside some of Aafas greatest minds, but he was also an engineer without peer, at least in this galaxy. His interactions with general Samantha Carter hinted at her possibly being his match if not more. For a species that was supposed to glorify violence the decision to have a scientist be arguably the most senior member of what was by their admission a military vessel spoke to their commitment to knowledge and understanding, a very noble prey-like goal.
I looked warily at the lines of code at my screen, the asguard translation program had earlier scanned our ship and was able to parse written languages, but complex files, like images and 3d design schematics were harder to encode and decode from our perspective systems. As is stands we have 3 completely separate computer architectures, the asguard can talk to human computers and the venlil computers can talk to the asguard computers, It sounds like we would have everything we need to get a human C.A.D schematic into a venlil holotablet right? Wrong! And you're stupid for entertaining such a idiotic notion! Parsing text from raw binary is relatively straight forward, you're just looking for patterns, repeating bit combinations that might infer letters and then iterating them over millions of times looking for patterns, letters, words, and then with a bit of help from some undecoded analog audio transmission, spoken language. This is a far cry from actual procedural communication protocols,the ones that allow for file transfers, exactly what we needed if we were to get Rodney's redesigned part schematics into a format and medium that can be plugged into a suitable fabricator. Assuming one still exists, which I can reasonably assume it does.
Speaking of which, I have just made something of a breakthrough. For upon my screen appears a simple geometric hydrogen cube, we’re talking vertices, planes, material data, everything we need for a usable design file.
I let out an excited pent up yip, the culmination of hours of frustrating software integration work. Unfortunately I startled Rodney, who lets out a panicked gasp and clutches his chest pelts with one of his paws.
“Oh god…..” He gasps, pointing at me “Please.. don’t do that”
“Sorry!” I say a bit meekly. I slowly approach him so as to not make him unnecessarily uncomfortable and show him my work.
“I got the file exchange set up, all we need from you is to finish any modifications to your part, upload them to my holopad, and then we can print away at any class 3 or above fabricator we can scrounge up on Brayga colony.”
“Ok.. um.. got it, I'm almost done i’m just you know” He points a lone grasping appendage at his screen,”Running some simulations, making sure everything is up to spec.” keeping his response kurt. “Sorry for freaking out there.”
I nod my head in the human display of affirmation and return to my workstation to further bug check my work, to test potentially problematic edge cases for when he finishes. Tho Rodney's continued odd behavior intruded on my thoughts.
I should have felt empowered, being able to intimidate this ‘massive beast’, but I didn't. I didn't like being feared, his people have been nice to me, Rodney himself courteous to a fault and desperate for positive attention.
I thought I could expect predators to be fearless but that clearly wasn't the case, rodney was fearful, nervous, had I not known better I would say defective, and while it annoyed his crew, they didn't berate him for it, or attempt to assert dominance, they encouraged it even with placating words and tried to help him through it, they encouraged and supported him like a proper herd, even if sometimes it took the form of what the human would call a playful ribbing. I supposed I could help him as well.
I approached him again, careful to make my approach known to him, making sure to approach from within his limited field of vision. He looks up at me with a wide eyed glare, had I not known him I might have assumed it was hunger, but I did and knew it to be concern.
“Uh high Donu.. um whats up?”
“Why are you afraid of us rodney?”
“Wa-What, me afraid?” he gives out a panicked laugh ”uh no no, I'm not afraid, you know just a bit weirded out I'm just getting used to you all, it's not a fear thing it's a a…. Just getting used to new aliens thing, ask Hermirod we went through this whole song and dance right buddy”
Hermirod furrowed his brow and gave an irritated sigh from across the room.
I reached out to take Rodney by the paw.
His whole body flinched at my mere touch, I quickly withdrew my paw.
“Oh.. um.. I didn't…”
“Rodney! It's okay, your crew doesn’t seem to care when you show fear, and neither do I. Why are you afraid of us? You are almost twice our size and surely double our strength, most venlil would scream and run in terror at the mere sight of you. What's wrong?”
Rodney let out a sigh. “Oh its, we don't have to talk about this, I can deal with this, I deal with scary situations all the time, it's fine, I'll be fine.”
“Rodney, my people are a very emotional, empathic people, we are open with our feelings and with our fear, and the fear of the one can affect the herd, please let me help you. I don’t know what to expect from your society but I promise I wont judge you for your fear or emotions, I mean look at many of my crew mates, we are no one to judge”
Rodney shot back “You didn't seem to be so bothered”
“I’m too old to care, I was about to retire, hell I was about to die as far as I knew, Brayga colony was supposed to be a quiet place to lay back, work on some hobbies, plant a garden and pester the young men of my colony until I either dropped dead of boredom or got lucky” I joked.
That seemed to raise Rodney's mood somewhat. He sighed and seemingly relented.
“It’s… a dumb story, I don't even know why it affected me so much, I come from a place on earth called Canada, people don't usually believe me when I say I am from there, us Canadians are notoriously friendly and I guess I haven’t exactly filled that mold for a lot of my life, but hey I'm working on it, people like me, I have lots of friends back at Atlantis” He says the last sentence in a way as if it isn't me he's trying to convince.
“I'm sure you do, Rodney, You seem like quite the charming individual when you're not cowering!”
“Ha ha thanks, maybe you could come and visit sometime. Tell that to doctor Becket, really nice guy, smart man, he would love to meet you, he loves investigating new species. But back on topic, oh boy, so me and my sister Jeannie were on a family trip to rural Vancouver to visit my grandpa's farm, he kept a lot of goats, not for eating or anything, they were essentially pets that he would use for milk”
“Wait hold on? You drink milk from other animals! Do your females not produce enough milk for their young?”
“Oh um no, we just sort of drink it or ferment it into cheese!”
“Ferment? You mean spoil?
“Yeh”
I reeled from this plasma blast of a statement, I like any right minded venlil had a number of nightmares about being an arxur’s cattle before, especially when I first learned about those things in primary school, but never once had it crossed my mind that we could be used for something so weird. What the speh was I supposed to do with that information?
“Maybe you should get back on topic”
“Yeh sorry about that uh.. Anyways the momma goat had just had a litter of babies, and their real cute when their little, so late in the day when my grandpa was asleep we snuck out to the pens so we can play with the little baby goats, our grandpa told us not to but you now how kids are.”
At this I think back to a young Nyan, as I teach him the inner working of the hyperdrive, I tell him he’s not cleared yet to operate in this engine compartment alone, but I could tell from the occasional caught black hairs and dropped writing implements, there had been a number of curious unauthorized expeditions into its inner workings, he didn't really listen either.
“My sister as always was trying to be the voice of reason, wanting to take it slow. If I was paying attention I might have noticed the angry moma goat who didn’t appreciate the strange human messing with her children.”
The color seemed to drain from his face.
“I uh…” He began to stutter again ”I screamed, a lot, it was rather undignified, she ran right at me, thank god it wasn't a male goat, one with horns, I tired to run but I was hit in the back and knocked over and kicked real good in the head, like wake up in the vet clinic a quarter mile down the road kind of bad”
“This goat was a prey animal?”
“That would be what your kind focuses on”
“Oh sorry”
“Anyways It seems dumb but I have just never been good with animals since then, especially ones that look like you; no offense; I'm getting better but when I first saw you guys in the hangar bay, I was just that dumb kid again, getting in way over my head, scared for my life. I guess there is something to be said about childhood trauma. I really should be over this, I'm getting better with it I swear it’s just”
I take his paw again, he doesn't flinch this time.
“I'm a venlil, a prey animal, I know fear, I know what it is to live in fear, It rattles your brain, it turns your paws to wet grains. It takes great strength to overcome it, to push it aside just long enough to protect the herd. Your herd relies on you Rodney and you are doing a great job in spite of your fear, in spite of having to work with those you fear. You have achieved intellectual feats that rival the greatest minds of the federation and all that while struggling with a traumatic experience. Fear isn’t dumb and there is nothing wrong with you for feeling it.”
“Thank you” Rodney says “That means a lot, I won't be like forever I promise, I just need some time.”
“We will laugh about this someday,” I assured. “Nothing as big and intelligent as you should be afraid of anything”
“Are you calling me fat?” Rodney exclaimed with fake offense.
We both chuckled.
My kind words had resulted in a more upright posture, and a more cheerful demeanor from the human, almost like when I congratulated Nyan on his work, and it got me a look at that happy snarl of his, that I was starting to grow quite fond of.
After Action Report - Venlil Colonial Defense Force
Subject : Apprentice Engineer Nyan
Oh wow! I get to write a report for this mission! I never get to write reports, Donu says they're too boring, but there’s so many interesting things going on all the time. Sometimes I sneakily write my own! Just for fun of course, nobody sees them, which is probably for the best as I sometimes get excited and embellish them slightly. One of the reports I wrote was about the time Donu used nothing but a wad of electrical tape, a bottle of high grain venlil alcohol and a pocket knife to repair a venlil medical ship just in time to get out of the way of a big scary space predator, with glowing red eyes and a million tentacles!
Anyways Im not sure If im suppose to write these In present tense first person or past tense. I asked the captain and she said it's whatever so long as I make sure any pertinent dialogues are properly quoted(“”).
“Nobody usually reads these things anyways.” She said, but this one is surely going to be so exciting, who could look away!
I mean who's gonna scoff at a chance to read about friendly predators from another dimension! A dimension of friendly predators who give warm head scratches and hand out yummy strayu not strayu treats called donuts, that are somehow fluffier than strayu, and have a nice moisture to them. I asked for the recipe but Samantha said we wouldn't have the ingredients back on Venili prime to make them, and Teal'c said the recipe is an old family secret. Its weird predators would be so protective of their plant snacks.
There are so many weird things about these predators, they have nurturing instincts that make them find us cute. They stay perfectly balanced even if they don’t have tails, swinging their arms and body all over the place to keep upright like a lopsided gyroscope, it's pretty funny looking!
They also wear artificial pelts all the time, which I thought was weird, I thought maybe the ships temperature was set by the angry gray alien since he’s the only crew member beside the venlil who walks around naked all the time, maybe he had a fit when it was to warm, and the humans obliged him cause they were worried they would make him even angrier, and wore clothes to make up for the cold. I thought this made sense, a lot of their technology does seem to come from the Asguard, maybe he has more say in the goings on of the ship because of that. But apparently humans just like wearing pelts all the time. They feel uncomfortable without them and don’t like it if you try to remove them or look up their upper artificial pelts they call shirts.
The humans are so weird, I don’t even have to embellish my reports to make it more interesting. Like that time with the big tentacled space predator. That may sound real compared to this stuff but it Isn't, Ha! I bet you fell for it at first, hook line and sinker! Like the humans would say. I think I used that saying right, I'm not sure what it means, but Shepard brought it up when he was telling a story about the wraith.
The humans are so nice, instead of exterminating their predators they try to cure them! Their doctors are working to modify the wraith so they don't have to eat humans anymore, so they can be friendly predators too.
Anyways I should probably get to the actual report part of this report. Farva says I should start after I went off with Samantha to work on some special astrophysics equations she said I would be good at. I kind of wanted to go with Donu to help Rodney get the new parts they needed, or Farva to help rescue our people, but the humans and even the angry gray alien got really weird when Farva mentioned taking me on the mission. Samantha seemed to want me to help her really badly so I didn’t mind. Samantha says I have the most important part to our mission. She's teaching me about how humans communicate through subspace, and about stellar drift equations. We are working on what she calls the exit strategy.
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Atlantis Commission
Officer Report - Lieutenant Colonel John Shepard
CLEARANCE LEVEL 5
Well this had definitely been a very interesting couple of hours. This dimension and its people had very odd opinions and ideas. Apparently the prey species of this dimension were all obligate cowards, whose instincts compelled them to be non-violent and run from threats. At least according to themselves. There were apparently some of them who were “predator diseased” as they called it, a disease which often resulted in increased violence, aggression, lack of empathy, and unheard like behavior. It sounded to me like some form of infectious psychopathy, but the venlil assured us it shouldn't affect us since we were predators, which didn’t really ease my fears, but hopefully it was something we could figure out when we got home if it ever became a problem.
Gotta love mandatory quarantine periods woo hoo!
As scary as this odd disease sounded, my main concern at the moment was to try and turn a professed coward into someone who could at the very least defend themselves.
I looked down to the table of gear ahead of me and then over to the mostly naked Venlil to my side, and then even farther to Tiel’c who thought It would be a good idea to help oversee Farva’s rapid fire training course. I fiddled with the bluetooth earpiece which was rigged up to one of our handhelds to run a translation program to speak directly with the captain. A big step up from our unknowingly one sided communications earlier.
I stepped on the other side of the plastic table and placed my hands down upon it and looked on at my new student..
“Welcome Captain Farva to our very impromptu accelerated course on Human arms armor and basic infantry tactics.” I said gesturing to the hodge podge gear we had managed to assemble for the good captain. “Are we ready to begin?”.
She flicked her ears, somewhat nervously by the looks.
“I’d take it that's a yes then?”
“Oh yes sorry”
“Alright then, well given that most of our crew is human and the only other alien struts around naked all the time, the only gear we have on hand is for humans, So you're going to be running size smalls and it's all going to fit all a bit big” I say as I toss her the tactical vest. ”Here try this on, we can try to tighten it up if it's a bit loose anywhere”. The captain wrestles with the buckles a bit, and Teal'c helps her tighten up some of the top straps, as the Venil’s shoulders weren't as broad as humans. Farva gave Teal’c an odd look, but seemed appreciative none the less.Once finished, she grasped the vest in her paws with interest. “This armor seems quite lightweight, which is nice, weight is often an issue that causes us to forgo armor, since heavy armor would hurt our running ability.” Farva remarks. “Also the sheer amount of pockets seems quite excessive, what do you need all these for?”
“Well for starters it's currently missing these '' I hand Farva one of the armor plates which she looks over. “That is a depleted Naquadria ceramic composite plate. It’s designed to stop bullet impacts and dissipate energy weapon blasts. It slots into that chest compartment in the front and back of your armor.”
“This isn't quite what Id imagine for the armor of your kind”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well judging by your ships I would have imagined you would put more emphasis on defense Your predatory nature would make you less likely to run away from conflict allowing for more encompassing armor to cover more than just your chest, since you have less need to run.”
She would put it like that.
“Well there are a number of reasons for that, a lot to do with those excess pockets you mentioned. For starters you will not be carrying the same amount of gear that the standard infantry unit would normally be carrying, we are preparing you for a quick in and out op. Normally us expedition teams need to be deployed into unknown territory for extended periods of time, we need to carry everything we might need with us from food, bullets, weapons, to comms gear, sensors, repelling equipment etc. The weight from all that gear adds up fast; In order to stay sufficiently mobile and combat effective; we only carry enough armor to protect our vitals, head and torso, anything else can hopefully be patched up by a field medic.”
Tielc gave his piece as well. “It is important to know when to run both towards and aways from one's foes, not every battle can be won through strength alone, but by strategy and cunning. Being able to reposition oneself quickly is therefore highly advantageous”
Farva seemed to freeze at Teal'c's statement, not out of fear I think, she instead had a distant look in her eye. To snap her out of her slump I handed her a standard ballistic helmet.
Seeming to get the idea she looked at it oddly and tried it on. It confirmed to her head shape decently well but depressed her ears to either side of her head, kind of resembling what one might imagine a sad bunny rabbit to look like “I don't think this will be something I can bring with me” she said ” I can't use ear signals and this will muffle my hearing.”
“Why don’t you keep it on for the time being, I think any extra hearing protection might be useful considering what we are about to try next.” I hand Farva some ballistic ear protectors, slightly modified and somewhat ramshackle. “One of the corporals worked closely with Nurse Fila to get an idea for safe decibels levels for your kind, we were also able to get these earbuds molded to fit into your ear canal better”
Farva took them and slipped them in. “These are a bit uncomfortable, what do I need these for?”
“You'll need them for this” I say as I unsnap the clasps on the weapons case revealing its contents.
The content seems to capture Farva’s interest, getting a slight tail wave.
“Okay So this here is a p90, It carries a 50 round top loading magazine of teflon coated armor piercing ordnance. With a cyclical rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute.”
Farvas ears perk up at this. “This seems like an efficient design, I take it these are a flashlight and laser sight for accuracy?” She asked, pointing to the top of the weapon.
“Yes we also have holographic and acog optics which will help line up targets from farther away.” I look on as Farva picks up the weapon and inspects it, testing the weight as I note that it will weigh a fair bit more once loaded. But she doesn't seem to be struggling with the weight. I can't help but notice good firearm safety as well, she keeps her finger well off the trigger and takes care to keep her weapon pointed aways from anyone else.
“This seems like a solid design but I'm not sure how useful those weapon optics would be, as they are not designed for my side facing eyes”
“I'm sure our master at arms can figure something out, why don't we give it a test fire first tho, before we send it off to make adjustments.” I instruct her on how to load the weapon and turn the safety off. I warn her of the sound it makes. And while definitely taken aback by the recoil and sound at first, she quickly gets the hang of it, she has some respectable shot groupings in both single fire and in short bursts. And keeps the rounds reasonably centered while firing in full auto.
She did a whole lot better than I would have initially suspected given her performance in the hanger bay a day before.
“The rate of fire seems useful” Farva spoke “This would be useful for our soldiers, our accuracy falters when we are panicked, and the increased shot count should guarantee some hits based on volume of fire alone” she finished with a dejected expression.
She quickly places the weapon back in its case, as if it burned to touch.” I don't know if I should be armed for this mission, at least not with that weapon, I don't want to miss and hit one of you in the back!”
“What? Nonsense, you are a great shot, and this is just a precaution in case we get separated or flanked and need some covering fire. If our guys are doing their job right you shouldn't need to fire a single round anyways.”
Captain Farva’s breathing started to hasten, earlier I might have thought it was fear, but I was starting to get an idea of what the captain's issues were. I’ve seen this before.
“I.. I can’t be trusted with this responsibility, every time I am left in charge of something, every time people put their lives in my paws I ....”
“Farva, don’t you start with me now you hear.” I said sternly, swiftly capping off her inevitable spiral of self doubt.
“But.. no.. you don’t understand”
Stopping her again I spoke. “But nothing, what happened before on that ship, and back at that colony is in the past. I don’t know your whole situation, but from what I have gathered from the crew It was nothing good. You feel responsible and it's eating away at you, and frankly it doesn’t matter if that's true or not. Accidents happen, people make mistakes, and when that happens we need to learn, take those lessons to heart, and don't let it stop us from helping people in the present. If you let guilt, or fear of mistakes stop you, then bad guys have already won, all without having to have fired a shot”
Farva is quiet for a short time, I was hoping I got through to her, I'm not the best and pep talks and this certainly wasn’t your typical weapons demo, if only everyones could go as smoothly as Ronan’s.
Farva spoke quietly, arms pressed up against her chest, she looked so sad, defeated, and small. Well more than usual anyways. “We can't be strong like you humans, we are too emotional and when we are scared we run away or we lock up and...”
“And that is clearly not the case with you captain Farva” Teal’c finally reentered the conversation having heard enough. “You have shown courage with every action you have taken so far, your actions have saved the lives of many of your crew, every time you have been threatened you acted not just to protect yourself but others as well. You attempted to contend with beings many times your size without even thinking about it, all in the effort to protect others, and this is only in the time we have known you, this speaks nothing of your actions over the colony. You are a warrior of admirable courage Captain Farva, your self doubt is unearned.”
A single tear rolled down Farva’s eyes which she quickly wiped away. “That was very nice of you to say, but I'm not brave like you say, I was terrified out of my mind the whole time.”
Teal’c looked puzzled. “I did not call you brave, I said you were courageous.”
Farva shot back with the little venlil one up one down ear flick I had very quickly learned was confusion.” I'm confused you just said brave twice”
“Hmm it appears your language does not contain the word I am using, I apologize I am not used to speaking through a translator” Teal’c relented “ There are two words I am using admittedly in slightly different forms, bravery and courage. Bravery or to be brave is to lack fear, to not be afraid to begin with. Courage tho, Is a trait far more admirable. Courage is to be afraid, to have fear, to worry about one's own mortality and personal safety. It is to acknowledge risk, danger, to feel fear, but to act in spite of it.”
“Had I not met your kind before I would have thought predators don't feel fear.”
“Everyone fears feel Farva, It is how we overcome it that determines our worth as warriors”
Teal’c picks up the p90 and returns it to Farvas hands.
“Your people need a warrior Farva, a warrior who protects the innocent and guides the lost to safety. You have shown how collected you can be in the heat of battle, You have already proven your worth in our eyes Farva, now you must do the same in your own. The greatest enemy lies not without” Teal’c places his hand firmly on the venlil’s chest “But within”.
After Action Report - Venlil Colonial Defense Force
Subject : Chief Engineer Donu
I fiddled with my holopad, Its small surface area proving to be a consistent source of annoyance in my current endeavor. Gone was the large workspace afforded to me by my holotable back in my office. Instead I had to work with the scaled down portable holotablet I was just fortunate enough to have strapped to my person when I was beamed away from our last ship. I was stuck with its smaller keyboard and slower rendering speeds.
An annoyed smooth skin alien looked over my shoulder at my device, attached to it was a jury rigged fiber optic cable, slotted into a terran silicon to crystal patch cable, which would convert the electrical signals broadcasted by my tablet into a bandwidth that the terrans crystalline based computers; which they used for highly complex tasks like hyperdrive and transporter systems; could use, and then It was patched again in a even stranger connector to patch into the odd asgard computer stones.
All in all it looked like someone tried to plug a regular computer into some crystal construct like you would find in a fantasy holonovel, and again plugged that into a harchen heat rock sauna lounge. Finally branching out from this conglomeration was a simple copper based wire that connects to a computer terminal at which currently sat the late Doctor Rodney Mckay. A title upon initially hearing led me to believe he was a medical doctor, which led to a flurry of medical questions that he had absolutely no means of answering.
While this odd alien nomenclature was interesting, what intrigued me more was his actual area of expertise, theoretical astrophysics, as well as a number of other diverse specialties and fields. Not to mention not only was he a great scientist who had he been raised in the more civilized portion of this galaxy, would have knowledge and aptitude that would put him alongside some of Aafas greatest minds, but he was also an engineer without peer, at least in this galaxy. His interactions with general Samantha Carter hinted at her possibly being his match if not more. For a species that was supposed to glorify violence the decision to have a scientist be arguably the most senior member of what was by their admission a military vessel spoke to their commitment to knowledge and understanding, a very noble prey-like goal.
I looked warily at the lines of code at my screen, the asguard translation program had earlier scanned our ship and was able to parse written languages, but complex files, like images and 3d design schematics were harder to encode and decode from our perspective systems. As is stands we have 3 completely separate computer architectures, the asguard can talk to human computers and the venlil computers can talk to the asguard computers, It sounds like we would have everything we need to get a human C.A.D schematic into a venlil holotablet right? Wrong! And you're stupid for entertaining such a idiotic notion! Parsing text from raw binary is relatively straight forward, you're just looking for patterns, repeating bit combinations that might infer letters and then iterating them over millions of times looking for patterns, letters, words, and then with a bit of help from some undecoded analog audio transmission, spoken language. This is a far cry from actual procedural communication protocols,the ones that allow for file transfers, exactly what we needed if we were to get Rodney's redesigned part schematics into a format and medium that can be plugged into a suitable fabricator. Assuming one still exists, which I can reasonably assume it does.
Speaking of which, I have just made something of a breakthrough. For upon my screen appears a simple geometric hydrogen cube, we’re talking vertices, planes, material data, everything we need for a usable design file.
I let out an excited pent up yip, the culmination of hours of frustrating software integration work. Unfortunately I startled Rodney, who lets out a panicked gasp and clutches his chest pelts with one of his paws.
“Oh god…..” He gasps, pointing at me “Please.. don’t do that”
“Sorry!” I say a bit meekly. I slowly approach him so as to not make him unnecessarily uncomfortable and show him my work.
“I got the file exchange set up, all we need from you is to finish any modifications to your part, upload them to my holopad, and then we can print away at any class 3 or above fabricator we can scrounge up on Brayga colony.”
“Ok.. um.. got it, I'm almost done i’m just you know” He points a lone grasping appendage at his screen,”Running some simulations, making sure everything is up to spec.” keeping his response kurt. “Sorry for freaking out there.”
I nod my head in the human display of affirmation and return to my workstation to further bug check my work, to test potentially problematic edge cases for when he finishes. Tho Rodney's continued odd behavior intruded on my thoughts.
I should have felt empowered, being able to intimidate this ‘massive beast’, but I didn't. I didn't like being feared, his people have been nice to me, Rodney himself courteous to a fault and desperate for positive attention.
I thought I could expect predators to be fearless but that clearly wasn't the case, rodney was fearful, nervous, had I not known better I would say defective, and while it annoyed his crew, they didn't berate him for it, or attempt to assert dominance, they encouraged it even with placating words and tried to help him through it, they encouraged and supported him like a proper herd, even if sometimes it took the form of what the human would call a playful ribbing. I supposed I could help him as well.
I approached him again, careful to make my approach known to him, making sure to approach from within his limited field of vision. He looks up at me with a wide eyed glare, had I not known him I might have assumed it was hunger, but I did and knew it to be concern.
“Uh high Donu.. um whats up?”
“Why are you afraid of us rodney?”
“Wa-What, me afraid?” he gives out a panicked laugh ”uh no no, I'm not afraid, you know just a bit weirded out I'm just getting used to you all, it's not a fear thing it's a a…. Just getting used to new aliens thing, ask Hermirod we went through this whole song and dance right buddy”
Hermirod furrowed his brow and gave an irritated sigh from across the room.
I reached out to take Rodney by the paw.
His whole body flinched at my mere touch, I quickly withdrew my paw.
“Oh.. um.. I didn't…”
“Rodney! It's okay, your crew doesn’t seem to care when you show fear, and neither do I. Why are you afraid of us? You are almost twice our size and surely double our strength, most venlil would scream and run in terror at the mere sight of you. What's wrong?”
Rodney let out a sigh. “Oh its, we don't have to talk about this, I can deal with this, I deal with scary situations all the time, it's fine, I'll be fine.”
“Rodney, my people are a very emotional, empathic people, we are open with our feelings and with our fear, and the fear of the one can affect the herd, please let me help you. I don’t know what to expect from your society but I promise I wont judge you for your fear or emotions, I mean look at many of my crew mates, we are no one to judge”
Rodney shot back “You didn't seem to be so bothered”
“I’m too old to care, I was about to retire, hell I was about to die as far as I knew, Brayga colony was supposed to be a quiet place to lay back, work on some hobbies, plant a garden and pester the young men of my colony until I either dropped dead of boredom or got lucky” I joked.
That seemed to raise Rodney's mood somewhat. He sighed and seemingly relented.
“It’s… a dumb story, I don't even know why it affected me so much, I come from a place on earth called Canada, people don't usually believe me when I say I am from there, us Canadians are notoriously friendly and I guess I haven’t exactly filled that mold for a lot of my life, but hey I'm working on it, people like me, I have lots of friends back at Atlantis” He says the last sentence in a way as if it isn't me he's trying to convince.
“I'm sure you do, Rodney, You seem like quite the charming individual when you're not cowering!”
“Ha ha thanks, maybe you could come and visit sometime. Tell that to doctor Becket, really nice guy, smart man, he would love to meet you, he loves investigating new species. But back on topic, oh boy, so me and my sister Jeannie were on a family trip to rural Vancouver to visit my grandpa's farm, he kept a lot of goats, not for eating or anything, they were essentially pets that he would use for milk”
“Wait hold on? You drink milk from other animals! Do your females not produce enough milk for their young?”
“Oh um no, we just sort of drink it or ferment it into cheese!”
“Ferment? You mean spoil?
“Yeh”
I reeled from this plasma blast of a statement, I like any right minded venlil had a number of nightmares about being an arxur’s cattle before, especially when I first learned about those things in primary school, but never once had it crossed my mind that we could be used for something so weird. What the speh was I supposed to do with that information?
“Maybe you should get back on topic”
“Yeh sorry about that uh.. Anyways the momma goat had just had a litter of babies, and their real cute when their little, so late in the day when my grandpa was asleep we snuck out to the pens so we can play with the little baby goats, our grandpa told us not to but you now how kids are.”
At this I think back to a young Nyan, as I teach him the inner working of the hyperdrive, I tell him he’s not cleared yet to operate in this engine compartment alone, but I could tell from the occasional caught black hairs and dropped writing implements, there had been a number of curious unauthorized expeditions into its inner workings, he didn't really listen either.
“My sister as always was trying to be the voice of reason, wanting to take it slow. If I was paying attention I might have noticed the angry moma goat who didn’t appreciate the strange human messing with her children.”
The color seemed to drain from his face.
“I uh…” He began to stutter again ”I screamed, a lot, it was rather undignified, she ran right at me, thank god it wasn't a male goat, one with horns, I tired to run but I was hit in the back and knocked over and kicked real good in the head, like wake up in the vet clinic a quarter mile down the road kind of bad”
“This goat was a prey animal?”
“That would be what your kind focuses on”
“Oh sorry”
“Anyways It seems dumb but I have just never been good with animals since then, especially ones that look like you; no offense; I'm getting better but when I first saw you guys in the hangar bay, I was just that dumb kid again, getting in way over my head, scared for my life. I guess there is something to be said about childhood trauma. I really should be over this, I'm getting better with it I swear it’s just”
I take his paw again, he doesn't flinch this time.
“I'm a venlil, a prey animal, I know fear, I know what it is to live in fear, It rattles your brain, it turns your paws to wet grains. It takes great strength to overcome it, to push it aside just long enough to protect the herd. Your herd relies on you Rodney and you are doing a great job in spite of your fear, in spite of having to work with those you fear. You have achieved intellectual feats that rival the greatest minds of the federation and all that while struggling with a traumatic experience. Fear isn’t dumb and there is nothing wrong with you for feeling it.”
“Thank you” Rodney says “That means a lot, I won't be like forever I promise, I just need some time.”
“We will laugh about this someday,” I assured. “Nothing as big and intelligent as you should be afraid of anything”
“Are you calling me fat?” Rodney exclaimed with fake offense.
We both chuckled.
My kind words had resulted in a more upright posture, and a more cheerful demeanor from the human, almost like when I congratulated Nyan on his work, and it got me a look at that happy snarl of his, that I was starting to grow quite fond of.
After Action Report - Venlil Colonial Defense Force
Subject : Apprentice Engineer Nyan
Oh wow! I get to write a report for this mission! I never get to write reports, Donu says they're too boring, but there’s so many interesting things going on all the time. Sometimes I sneakily write my own! Just for fun of course, nobody sees them, which is probably for the best as I sometimes get excited and embellish them slightly. One of the reports I wrote was about the time Donu used nothing but a wad of electrical tape, a bottle of high grain venlil alcohol and a pocket knife to repair a venlil medical ship just in time to get out of the way of a big scary space predator, with glowing red eyes and a million tentacles!
Anyways Im not sure If im suppose to write these In present tense first person or past tense. I asked the captain and she said it's whatever so long as I make sure any pertinent dialogues are properly quoted(“”).
“Nobody usually reads these things anyways.” She said, but this one is surely going to be so exciting, who could look away!
I mean who's gonna scoff at a chance to read about friendly predators from another dimension! A dimension of friendly predators who give warm head scratches and hand out yummy strayu not strayu treats called donuts, that are somehow fluffier than strayu, and have a nice moisture to them. I asked for the recipe but Samantha said we wouldn't have the ingredients back on Venili prime to make them, and Teal'c said the recipe is an old family secret. Its weird predators would be so protective of their plant snacks.
There are so many weird things about these predators, they have nurturing instincts that make them find us cute. They stay perfectly balanced even if they don’t have tails, swinging their arms and body all over the place to keep upright like a lopsided gyroscope, it's pretty funny looking!
They also wear artificial pelts all the time, which I thought was weird, I thought maybe the ships temperature was set by the angry gray alien since he’s the only crew member beside the venlil who walks around naked all the time, maybe he had a fit when it was to warm, and the humans obliged him cause they were worried they would make him even angrier, and wore clothes to make up for the cold. I thought this made sense, a lot of their technology does seem to come from the Asguard, maybe he has more say in the goings on of the ship because of that. But apparently humans just like wearing pelts all the time. They feel uncomfortable without them and don’t like it if you try to remove them or look up their upper artificial pelts they call shirts.
The humans are so weird, I don’t even have to embellish my reports to make it more interesting. Like that time with the big tentacled space predator. That may sound real compared to this stuff but it Isn't, Ha! I bet you fell for it at first, hook line and sinker! Like the humans would say. I think I used that saying right, I'm not sure what it means, but Shepard brought it up when he was telling a story about the wraith.
The humans are so nice, instead of exterminating their predators they try to cure them! Their doctors are working to modify the wraith so they don't have to eat humans anymore, so they can be friendly predators too.
Anyways I should probably get to the actual report part of this report. Farva says I should start after I went off with Samantha to work on some special astrophysics equations she said I would be good at. I kind of wanted to go with Donu to help Rodney get the new parts they needed, or Farva to help rescue our people, but the humans and even the angry gray alien got really weird when Farva mentioned taking me on the mission. Samantha seemed to want me to help her really badly so I didn’t mind. Samantha says I have the most important part to our mission. She's teaching me about how humans communicate through subspace, and about stellar drift equations. We are working on what she calls the exit strategy.
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2024.05.17 22:40 Metcarfre [WTS][WTT][WTB] TOKYO MARUI DESERT WARRIOR, KWC MAKAROV, GEAR
Hey all selling a couple replicas and some gear.
Located Lower Mainland BC, will ship for $$. Offers accepted.
WTS
Tokyo Marui Desert Warrior .45, $230. Includes original, non-leaking mag, box, and all accoutrement. Can include SERPA-style holster for $10, will not fit the rail though.
KWC Makarov, $130. Decent to good condition, unknown if magazine leaks, didn't last time I used it, no CO2 currently.
Gear
1st pic;
Condor chest rig $40
Mechanix gloves, size XL I believe, $10
Double mag/double pistol pouch, $10
UMP/p90 mag pouchs (big for MP5 etc) $10 each
SERPA 1911 holster (also have Glock pattern somewhere, not pictured) $15 + mount of your choice; paddle, belt, or MOLLE. Have quite a collection of mounts too at $5 each (not pictured).
Triple SMG pouch $10
2nd pic;
4x scope with rings and cover, $25
G&G PDW stock $25
semi-broken hicap, free with purchase
KJW G23 threaded outer barrel (doesn't work with a G19 trust me), $15
Handcuff pouch free with purchase
AFG $10
Buffer tube $5
AEG 416c grip and stock, $50. Will part out if desired.
WTT/WTB
Looking for a G&P flashlight forend for Tokyo Marui M870 shotgun - or similar.
MWS lower parts (trigger, bolt catch, magazine release etc).
Black PASGT helmet size L/XL
Navy/Police BDUS size XL
WE Apache MP5A3 (sliding stock)
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Located Lower Mainland BC, will ship for $$. Offers accepted.
WTS
Tokyo Marui Desert Warrior .45, $230. Includes original, non-leaking mag, box, and all accoutrement. Can include SERPA-style holster for $10, will not fit the rail though.
KWC Makarov, $130. Decent to good condition, unknown if magazine leaks, didn't last time I used it, no CO2 currently.
Gear
1st pic;
Condor chest rig $40
Mechanix gloves, size XL I believe, $10
Double mag/double pistol pouch, $10
UMP/p90 mag pouchs (big for MP5 etc) $10 each
SERPA 1911 holster (also have Glock pattern somewhere, not pictured) $15 + mount of your choice; paddle, belt, or MOLLE. Have quite a collection of mounts too at $5 each (not pictured).
Triple SMG pouch $10
2nd pic;
4x scope with rings and cover, $25
G&G PDW stock $25
semi-broken hicap, free with purchase
KJW G23 threaded outer barrel (doesn't work with a G19 trust me), $15
Handcuff pouch free with purchase
AFG $10
Buffer tube $5
AEG 416c grip and stock, $50. Will part out if desired.
WTT/WTB
Looking for a G&P flashlight forend for Tokyo Marui M870 shotgun - or similar.
MWS lower parts (trigger, bolt catch, magazine release etc).
Black PASGT helmet size L/XL
Navy/Police BDUS size XL
WE Apache MP5A3 (sliding stock)
2024.05.17 10:41 thecuriouskid93 Woodworking Made Simple: Explore Ted’s Woodworking’s 16,000 Detailed Plans
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2024.05.16 23:11 Weathers_Writing They call Silicon Valley the tech capitol of the world. They're wrong
I won't disclose its actual location, so if that's why you're here, sorry to disappoint. It's not time for that yet. However, I do think it's time to start getting the word out. I've noticed an increase in what I'll call "Antennas" lately, or people who can detect cross-planar phase shifts. Without getting into all the math (some of which I don't even know), this is basically a phenomenon which refers to entropy seeping into our universe from other realms or universes or whatever you want to call it. Simply put, people think our universe is a closed system to entropy, meaning that the disorder of any variable in our universe can only increase or decrease in direct proportion to other variables in that same system (the universe). Under this precept, we can establish rules like the Laws of Thermodynamics, and for most people, they're effective. But not for Antennas.
Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
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Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
2024.05.16 23:10 Weathers_Writing They call Silicon Valley the tech capitol of the world. They're wrong
I won't disclose its actual location, so if that's why you're here, sorry to disappoint. It's not time for that yet. However, I do think it's time to start getting the word out. I've noticed an increase in what I'll call "Antennas" lately, or people who can detect cross-planar phase shifts. Without getting into all the math (some of which I don't even know), this is basically a phenomenon which refers to entropy seeping into our universe from other realms or universes or whatever you want to call it. Simply put, people think our universe is a closed system to entropy, meaning that the disorder of any variable in our universe can only increase or decrease in direct proportion to other variables in that same system (the universe). Under this precept, we can establish rules like the Laws of Thermodynamics, and for most people, they're effective. But not for Antennas.
Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
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Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
2024.05.16 08:09 audiophilliac221 [WTS](NY) PWS MWS, Magazines, B&T USW, Cybergun P90, Krytac P90 Upper, Red Dots
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I've bought a lot of things and need to get rid of some other things to make way for said things. Feel free to make any offers! Shipping will be determined once agreements are made.
EMG/Iron Airsoft PWS MK107 Mod2 Kit (~$375) SALE PENDING
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I've bought a lot of things and need to get rid of some other things to make way for said things. Feel free to make any offers! Shipping will be determined once agreements are made.
EMG/Iron Airsoft PWS MK107 Mod2 Kit (~$375) SALE PENDING
- Was bought as a kit, installed stock TM MWS lower parts to make it fully functional. Never fielded, only test fired.
- Has a Guns Modify Hop Up unit and adjuster.
- Has a Viper PDW stock, but the original PWS rifle buffer tube will be included, as well as all the included hardware that came with the kit.
- Doesn't include a magazine! You can add some if you'd like.
- Fielded on one outing, got an MP7 so no longer have a need for it.
- Comes with 3 green gas magazines and 1 C02 magazine.
- A stock P90. If you're not interested in the Krytac Upper being included, I'll be willing to sell for a lower price!
- Will come with 3 midcap magazines, as well as an Angel Custom Extension.
- I'm replacing these with PMAGS, so no longer need so many.
- I'll be honest, I do not remember where I got these, probably Evike LOL but they are functioning fine.
2024.05.14 23:39 MJMiner Weapon overhaul
As a veteran of HD1 and the first galactic war I am absolutely appalled at the state of the game’s current arsenal. There are some fun and unique weapons here and there but most of them just feel redundant or terrible. Nowhere is this more visible that the AR, SMG, and DMR lineup. Here is a rework I’m proposing to high command ti ensure we are given proper tools to ensure the safety and spread of managed democracy.
Gun Rebalance and additions ARs Class Role: Rifles are designed to put holes through targets, and they need to reflect this role better. All rifles with Light penetration have been upgraded to be Light armor defeating. This means that while weapons with Light AP will damage light armor, they won’t always fully damage it. While rifles with light armor defeating fully negate light armor and deal full damage to it.
Liberator, 65DMG, Excellent ergonomics, the best weapon for firing on the move, +1 mag Role: Extremely easy to control and ideal for new players or veterans looking for something reliable. Capable of 45/45/4.5/ delivering 45 rounds at 45 meters in 4.5 seconds on target with no effort. Lore: High command has started production on upgrade kits for our standard rifles to improve it’s handling. Liberators now come with a vertical foregrip and a new muzzle brake to better control the weapon.
AP Liberator, 70 DMG, +5 rounds, Slower reload, 23 recoil, bad ergonomics, Uses AR scope Role: This Frankenstein of a gun is not for new players, uncomfortable recoil, and unfriendly handling in exchange for uncompromising stopping power. Terrible when firing on the move, with significant muzzle climb. But it provides rapid armor-piercing fire to those who can control it. Lore: The Penetrator started its life as a converted liberator modified to better penetrate armor. However there was no standard for how this would be achieved, so the conversion differs from regiment to regiment. Typically it involved sawing off a diligence barrel and converting it into a squeeze bore to increase velocity at the cost of terminal ballistics without using new ammunition. High Command has now realized the potential usefulness of a standardized conversion for its service rifle. Fabricator schematics have been published for new components and manuals for a consistent conversion. As part of project Ironbreaker, an initiative to outfit soldiers with better AP weapons, Production has begun on a variety of new ammo for the weapon which is much more powerful. The new 5.77mm Talon round generates 3x more chamber pressure than the liberator. The weapon itself has a new chamber and a properly machined barrel, made from surplus diligence rifles. The new AP liberator is also outfitted with a standard rifle optic, Punisher pump grip for a vertical grip, 35 round magazine, and a grey and red color scheme to denote its new changes.
Adjudicator, 90-100 DMG, 720 RPM, 30 recoil, Burst fire, uses the DMR scope Role: Battle rifle, Ideal for long-range combat, Semi-auto for small targets or precise shooting, Burst fire for large targets or close combat. Sluggish ergonomics but surprisingly controllable. Lore: Designed to replace liberator rifles on specific fronts where armored enemies are more common, the adjudicator was met with mixed success. The weapon proved to be reliable, powerful, and accurate but failed to fully replace the liberator in an assault rifle capacity. However, the 17th Helldivers regiment came up with a brilliantly effective modification. The outfitted the weapon with a reciprocating barrel shroud and a burst fire mode to turn the rifle into a long-range killing machine. With a surplus of Adjucator parts piling up from the weapon’s failure, High command has made this modification the new factory standard for all Adjucator rifles. The added weight and complexity in exchange for what has been reported as a 50% increase in accuracy seemed to be a fair trade.
Tenderizer, 840RPM, 75-round drum, 12 recoil, 4 mags, Terrible reload, Okay moving accuracy Role: IAR, ideal for laying down sustained fire on targets, can mow down multiple targets quickly. Low magazine count and high RoF make this weapon prone to running out of ammo. Lore: A new development to supplant the more expensive and time-consuming liberator rifles for SEAF army troopers, the Tenderizer was an unwelcome addition. It was heavier, bulkier, and awkward to handle. However, the increased bulk made it easy to control during sustained fire and it was very reliable under this strain. Troops began jury rigging drum magazines to use it as light machine guns. With a sizeable surplus of the liberator’s 5.77mm ammo, High Command began testing a designated IAR (Infantry Automatic Rifle) variant for helldivers use. This variant was an instant success providing individual hell divers with team-level firepower in a rifle-sized package.
Blackout(New), 85DMG, 420RPM, 24 round mag, 8 mags, superb moving accuracy, Silenced Role: Ideal for stealthy missions, the blackout deals very high damage at close range, while enabling the user to remain undetected from nearby patrols. Not effective vs armor Lore: Developed for Blackguard operatives, the Blackout is an integrally suppressed rifle created in response to the rising automaton threat. Veterans of Maevelon Creek petitioned High command to develop a new rifle, able to quietly eliminate bots while still being effective against devestators.
Yari(New), 45DMG, 1400RPM burst, 900RPM salvo, 36 Round magazine, 10 mags, AP Role: Prototype rifle with lightweight Sabot ammunition, fires a 3-round hyperburst and a 6-round salvo. Exceptional ammo efficiency and power at range lacks close combat ability.
DMRs(Classwide rework) Role: DMRs are designed to put rounds where rounds need to go while also being able to be used alongside assault rifles in a firefight. In Helldivers DMRs take an unconventional role of being viable against light target while alos enabling the user to defeat larger enemies like devestators and bile spewers at long range. To start, DMRs have a new bonus, DMRs deal +75% extra weak point damage (Headshots) and deal 10% more damage per point of AP they have over the target region. So they do extra damage if they hit the soft unarmored bits as well as on headshots. They also receive 50% less recoil while prone to better provide accuracy at range. DMRs are for the methodical sharpshooter who prefers to pick off targets at a distance instead of charging in, rewarding careful positioning and shot placement with heaps of dead foes.
Diligence, 120-140 DMG, 22 Round mag, 30 recoil, 8 mags, Full auto mode, Silenced Role: Starter DMR that delivers high damage at long range while keeping the user concealed. Silencer isn’t as effective at close range, but great for staying hidden during firefights. Lore: High command has witnessed the substantial failures of their DMRs and has issued a complete recall of the weapon. A brand new receiver and chamber system has increased its muzzle velocity by 500 feet per second, greatly increasing lethality.
Diligence CS, 175-200DMG, 18-round mag, 6 mags, Staggers on full damage hit, Thermal optic Role: This more demanding variant of Diligence rewards more precise shooting with higher damage. It is better at stopping large targets but is less effective at picking off enemies. Lore: as part of the Ironbreaker initiative, many weapons are being issued new nitro ammunition. The diligence CS has undergone a more extensive upgrade. A new barrel and chamber designed to maximize lethality with the new ammo has greatly increased stopping power. The CS can stop devastators, bile spewers, berserkers, and similar targets with just a few hits. It has also been outfitted with a thermal sight to see through fog, sand, gas, and smoke.
Retribution(New), 275 DMG, 8 Round mag, Bolt action, Rounds reload, Silenced, AP Role: Longest range DMR, remarkably quiet and powerful, ideal for dropping large targets and protecting teammates from range.
Wyvern(New), 110DMG, 360 RPM, 26 Round magazine, 8 Mags, AP, Full Auto capable Role: Assault DMR, designed to be used aggressively at close range while permitting the user to provide long-range support.
SMGs (Classwide rework) Role: SMGs put holes in targets, not through them. SMGs have been largely replaced by Rifles in modern warfare, the same should apply to Helldivers. This shouldn’t make the useless, but instead good at different things. SMGs should be suited to personal defense and reliability under a wider variety of circumstances than rifles. SMGs have classwide damage nerf to reflect their lower caliber and have very noticeable damage falloff. However, they get a buff in every other area, with the most notable being that each SMG carries 12 mags instead of 8. SMGs are still capable of dropping larger targets with one mag, and with their lower recoil, they can reliably do so. But are now better suited to protecting the user from groups of weaker enemies.
Defender, 40 DMG, 720 RPM, 5 recoil, 12 Mags, Lightning fast reload Role: User-friendly and economical weapon, very easy to use. Less power than assault rifles but puts rounds where they need to be. Lore: The original Defender SMG was actually a failure, being prohibitively expensive to produce both the weapon and its ammo. Although it was a very popular weapon during peacetime, the demands of the war have made the defender a rare sight. To ensure that SEAF forces had a reliable weapon for CQC, the Defender A2 has been put into production. High command has changed its standard handgun cartridge from the .43 Hawk Tungsten core AP round to the cheaper 8mm FMJ round. The new defenders have an increased rate of fire and are more controllable but lacks the stopping power of the original.
Knight, 35 Damage, 900RPM Full auto, 1300rpm burst, 8 Recoil, 12 mags Role: PDW, Delivers a torrent of rounds quickly and accurately. Burst fire is ideal for mid-range enemies, full auto puts down groups of lightly armored enemies. Lore: The A4 knight variant features an electrically operated feed instead of a gas-operated one. This has enabled the weapon to fire at a more controllable rate in full auto while preserving medium-range accuracy with a 1300rpm hyperburst. It has also been outfitted with a less powerful round that is lighter and more economical, improving total ammo carried and recoil control at the cost of stopping power.
Shinobi(New) 50 DMG, 540RPM, 25 Round mag, Silenced Role: Spec-ops SMG for quietly dispatching groups of unarmored enemies. Less effective than other options in a firefight but perfect for sneaking around
Sweeper(New) 40 DMG, 800RPM, 80 Round drum, 8 mags, terrible ergonomics Role: Space Tommy gun, this weapon is designed to put as many rounds as possible down range as fast as possible, where said rounds land is irrelevant. Ammo hungry but very mobile.
I am aware these changes are extensive and won’t likely be implemented. I don’t believe that every weapon should be OP or god tier, but they should all have some niche where they really excel. Have a nice day and good luck Helldivers.
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Gun Rebalance and additions ARs Class Role: Rifles are designed to put holes through targets, and they need to reflect this role better. All rifles with Light penetration have been upgraded to be Light armor defeating. This means that while weapons with Light AP will damage light armor, they won’t always fully damage it. While rifles with light armor defeating fully negate light armor and deal full damage to it.
Liberator, 65DMG, Excellent ergonomics, the best weapon for firing on the move, +1 mag Role: Extremely easy to control and ideal for new players or veterans looking for something reliable. Capable of 45/45/4.5/ delivering 45 rounds at 45 meters in 4.5 seconds on target with no effort. Lore: High command has started production on upgrade kits for our standard rifles to improve it’s handling. Liberators now come with a vertical foregrip and a new muzzle brake to better control the weapon.
AP Liberator, 70 DMG, +5 rounds, Slower reload, 23 recoil, bad ergonomics, Uses AR scope Role: This Frankenstein of a gun is not for new players, uncomfortable recoil, and unfriendly handling in exchange for uncompromising stopping power. Terrible when firing on the move, with significant muzzle climb. But it provides rapid armor-piercing fire to those who can control it. Lore: The Penetrator started its life as a converted liberator modified to better penetrate armor. However there was no standard for how this would be achieved, so the conversion differs from regiment to regiment. Typically it involved sawing off a diligence barrel and converting it into a squeeze bore to increase velocity at the cost of terminal ballistics without using new ammunition. High Command has now realized the potential usefulness of a standardized conversion for its service rifle. Fabricator schematics have been published for new components and manuals for a consistent conversion. As part of project Ironbreaker, an initiative to outfit soldiers with better AP weapons, Production has begun on a variety of new ammo for the weapon which is much more powerful. The new 5.77mm Talon round generates 3x more chamber pressure than the liberator. The weapon itself has a new chamber and a properly machined barrel, made from surplus diligence rifles. The new AP liberator is also outfitted with a standard rifle optic, Punisher pump grip for a vertical grip, 35 round magazine, and a grey and red color scheme to denote its new changes.
Adjudicator, 90-100 DMG, 720 RPM, 30 recoil, Burst fire, uses the DMR scope Role: Battle rifle, Ideal for long-range combat, Semi-auto for small targets or precise shooting, Burst fire for large targets or close combat. Sluggish ergonomics but surprisingly controllable. Lore: Designed to replace liberator rifles on specific fronts where armored enemies are more common, the adjudicator was met with mixed success. The weapon proved to be reliable, powerful, and accurate but failed to fully replace the liberator in an assault rifle capacity. However, the 17th Helldivers regiment came up with a brilliantly effective modification. The outfitted the weapon with a reciprocating barrel shroud and a burst fire mode to turn the rifle into a long-range killing machine. With a surplus of Adjucator parts piling up from the weapon’s failure, High command has made this modification the new factory standard for all Adjucator rifles. The added weight and complexity in exchange for what has been reported as a 50% increase in accuracy seemed to be a fair trade.
Tenderizer, 840RPM, 75-round drum, 12 recoil, 4 mags, Terrible reload, Okay moving accuracy Role: IAR, ideal for laying down sustained fire on targets, can mow down multiple targets quickly. Low magazine count and high RoF make this weapon prone to running out of ammo. Lore: A new development to supplant the more expensive and time-consuming liberator rifles for SEAF army troopers, the Tenderizer was an unwelcome addition. It was heavier, bulkier, and awkward to handle. However, the increased bulk made it easy to control during sustained fire and it was very reliable under this strain. Troops began jury rigging drum magazines to use it as light machine guns. With a sizeable surplus of the liberator’s 5.77mm ammo, High Command began testing a designated IAR (Infantry Automatic Rifle) variant for helldivers use. This variant was an instant success providing individual hell divers with team-level firepower in a rifle-sized package.
Blackout(New), 85DMG, 420RPM, 24 round mag, 8 mags, superb moving accuracy, Silenced Role: Ideal for stealthy missions, the blackout deals very high damage at close range, while enabling the user to remain undetected from nearby patrols. Not effective vs armor Lore: Developed for Blackguard operatives, the Blackout is an integrally suppressed rifle created in response to the rising automaton threat. Veterans of Maevelon Creek petitioned High command to develop a new rifle, able to quietly eliminate bots while still being effective against devestators.
Yari(New), 45DMG, 1400RPM burst, 900RPM salvo, 36 Round magazine, 10 mags, AP Role: Prototype rifle with lightweight Sabot ammunition, fires a 3-round hyperburst and a 6-round salvo. Exceptional ammo efficiency and power at range lacks close combat ability.
DMRs(Classwide rework) Role: DMRs are designed to put rounds where rounds need to go while also being able to be used alongside assault rifles in a firefight. In Helldivers DMRs take an unconventional role of being viable against light target while alos enabling the user to defeat larger enemies like devestators and bile spewers at long range. To start, DMRs have a new bonus, DMRs deal +75% extra weak point damage (Headshots) and deal 10% more damage per point of AP they have over the target region. So they do extra damage if they hit the soft unarmored bits as well as on headshots. They also receive 50% less recoil while prone to better provide accuracy at range. DMRs are for the methodical sharpshooter who prefers to pick off targets at a distance instead of charging in, rewarding careful positioning and shot placement with heaps of dead foes.
Diligence, 120-140 DMG, 22 Round mag, 30 recoil, 8 mags, Full auto mode, Silenced Role: Starter DMR that delivers high damage at long range while keeping the user concealed. Silencer isn’t as effective at close range, but great for staying hidden during firefights. Lore: High command has witnessed the substantial failures of their DMRs and has issued a complete recall of the weapon. A brand new receiver and chamber system has increased its muzzle velocity by 500 feet per second, greatly increasing lethality.
Diligence CS, 175-200DMG, 18-round mag, 6 mags, Staggers on full damage hit, Thermal optic Role: This more demanding variant of Diligence rewards more precise shooting with higher damage. It is better at stopping large targets but is less effective at picking off enemies. Lore: as part of the Ironbreaker initiative, many weapons are being issued new nitro ammunition. The diligence CS has undergone a more extensive upgrade. A new barrel and chamber designed to maximize lethality with the new ammo has greatly increased stopping power. The CS can stop devastators, bile spewers, berserkers, and similar targets with just a few hits. It has also been outfitted with a thermal sight to see through fog, sand, gas, and smoke.
Retribution(New), 275 DMG, 8 Round mag, Bolt action, Rounds reload, Silenced, AP Role: Longest range DMR, remarkably quiet and powerful, ideal for dropping large targets and protecting teammates from range.
Wyvern(New), 110DMG, 360 RPM, 26 Round magazine, 8 Mags, AP, Full Auto capable Role: Assault DMR, designed to be used aggressively at close range while permitting the user to provide long-range support.
SMGs (Classwide rework) Role: SMGs put holes in targets, not through them. SMGs have been largely replaced by Rifles in modern warfare, the same should apply to Helldivers. This shouldn’t make the useless, but instead good at different things. SMGs should be suited to personal defense and reliability under a wider variety of circumstances than rifles. SMGs have classwide damage nerf to reflect their lower caliber and have very noticeable damage falloff. However, they get a buff in every other area, with the most notable being that each SMG carries 12 mags instead of 8. SMGs are still capable of dropping larger targets with one mag, and with their lower recoil, they can reliably do so. But are now better suited to protecting the user from groups of weaker enemies.
Defender, 40 DMG, 720 RPM, 5 recoil, 12 Mags, Lightning fast reload Role: User-friendly and economical weapon, very easy to use. Less power than assault rifles but puts rounds where they need to be. Lore: The original Defender SMG was actually a failure, being prohibitively expensive to produce both the weapon and its ammo. Although it was a very popular weapon during peacetime, the demands of the war have made the defender a rare sight. To ensure that SEAF forces had a reliable weapon for CQC, the Defender A2 has been put into production. High command has changed its standard handgun cartridge from the .43 Hawk Tungsten core AP round to the cheaper 8mm FMJ round. The new defenders have an increased rate of fire and are more controllable but lacks the stopping power of the original.
Knight, 35 Damage, 900RPM Full auto, 1300rpm burst, 8 Recoil, 12 mags Role: PDW, Delivers a torrent of rounds quickly and accurately. Burst fire is ideal for mid-range enemies, full auto puts down groups of lightly armored enemies. Lore: The A4 knight variant features an electrically operated feed instead of a gas-operated one. This has enabled the weapon to fire at a more controllable rate in full auto while preserving medium-range accuracy with a 1300rpm hyperburst. It has also been outfitted with a less powerful round that is lighter and more economical, improving total ammo carried and recoil control at the cost of stopping power.
Shinobi(New) 50 DMG, 540RPM, 25 Round mag, Silenced Role: Spec-ops SMG for quietly dispatching groups of unarmored enemies. Less effective than other options in a firefight but perfect for sneaking around
Sweeper(New) 40 DMG, 800RPM, 80 Round drum, 8 mags, terrible ergonomics Role: Space Tommy gun, this weapon is designed to put as many rounds as possible down range as fast as possible, where said rounds land is irrelevant. Ammo hungry but very mobile.
I am aware these changes are extensive and won’t likely be implemented. I don’t believe that every weapon should be OP or god tier, but they should all have some niche where they really excel. Have a nice day and good luck Helldivers.
2024.05.14 19:11 KiwiW30 Prodigal Flare: Solar Exotic Hand Cannon
Exotic Perk: Golden Remnant
This weapon upon first draw fires one massive damage golden gun shot as long as golden gun is equipped costing the weapons full magazine, strong against barrier and unstoppable champions. After firing this single shot, reload speed is reduced by 65% (meaning it takes longer to reload) and the next magazine applies the Light Burnout de-buff on the wielder. Killing an enemy with Golden Remnant grants a medium amount of super energy, stronger enemies give more super and grenade energy, up to 35%, Guardians in the crucible count as 5% and guardians with their super active count as 7.5% as long as your super bar is under 75%. After casting your super, you may use this ability again by holding 'R' while the gun is at a full magazine. Dying does not allow the ability to be used again. If golden gun is not equipped than this this weapons exotic perk is basically useless.
Light Burnout: De-buff
The magazine after the high powered Golden Remnant shot is fired does 30% less damage to rank-and-file enemies, 25% less damage to powerful enemies, and 15% less damage to Bosses, Yellow bar enemies and Guardians. No damage drop-off for guardians with their super active. Switching weapons takes slightly longer as well, at a 5% time increase. this also creates a major decrease to impact and stability and other deficits to other stats. THIS EFFECT ONLY HAPPENS FOR ONE MAGAZINE. Swapping weapons does not remove the effect when switching back unless activating Golden remnant another time.
Special Perk 2: Rekindling Spirit
If the Golden Remnant shot misses a target that shot is refunded at the same strength.
Special Perk 3: Lighting the Fire
This weapon does a medium amount of bonus damage to fallen, scorn, hive and taken with a solar de-buff on them. up to 45% bonus damage. This weapon provides a extremely large explosion if the final shot of a magazine without the Light burnout effect defeats a powerful enemy spreading scorch across a large area.
Catalyst:
Acquired through Master level or higher nightfall's.
Catalyst ability: Splitting Eruption
The initial single strong golden remnant shot turns into two half Golden remnant powered shots that spread scorch to targets and ignites in a short radius around where the shot was fired and gives the wielder radiant for a short duration after a final blow. Stunning a champion with golden remnant creates an additional Golden remnant shot that fires at 35% strength.
Weapon Description:
"It all comes down to how much the traveler likes you and how much you appreciate its gifts" - Zavala
Whoever wielded this weapon before the guardian was deeply invested in the intricacies of the Shard of the Traveler that was used during the Red War to fight back against the cabal. It seems as though word got out about his research and when the cabal caught wind, they came for him. Not much on this in the archives either, must have been a relatively unknown guardian, why wouldn't they contact us after we scurried to the farm? So many unanswered questions. Its unfortunate that he ended up losing his ghost and burning up with the almighty. The weapon schematics we recovered from his corpse intrigue me though, there's.. a piece of the shard on here! - Zavala
Range: 55
Impact: 100 on initial Golden Remnant shot, 70 Normal, and 45 with Light Burnout
Stability: 42 normal, 25 with light burnout
Handling: 31 normal
Reload Speed: 58 normal, 20 After Golden Remnant
Aim Assist: 95 with Golden Remnant 75 Normal, 50 with Light-Burnout
Recoil Direction: 80 Normal, 65 with Light-Burnout
Magazine Size: 1 with base Golden Remnant, 10 Normal Hand Cannon shots
Air Effectiveness: 28 Normal, 18 with Light Burnout
How to acquire weapon:
This weapon can be collected through a series of 6 quest steps involving,
150 Hand cannon kills
Quest Completed 1 Potential Reward: (Unique Exotic armor specific to Prodigal Flare)
rewards, Golden Core (NOT A USABLE WEAPON, TAKES UP A KINETIC INVENTORY SLOT)
Rewards: Worn out weapon history books and Next quest step
Defeat "Sal'aurc, Almighty Champion of the witness"
Rewards: Cosmological Handle (Weapon schematic) REPLACES GOLDEN CORE
Rewards: Prodigal Flare
"Radiant Descendant"
It looks like the witnesses troops have scooped up the burnt remnants of the almighty and turned it into their new war bunker, might be a good idea to remove this corruption before they decide to plan their assault on the last city.
On arrival, Defense systems activate.
1st encounter: ENTER THE MINDSCAPE (Defeat the Visage of Rhulk) Potential Reward: Sniper Rifle or Helmet
2nd Encounter: Destroy The Weapon. Reward: Class item or chest piece
3rd Encounter: ENTER THE MINDSCAPE (Defeat Visage of Nezarec) Potential Reward: Hand Cannon or Leg armor
4th Encounter: Unlock the door: SURVIVE 5 minutes. Potential Rewards: Linear Fusion Rifle or Auto Rifle
5th Encounter: Prove your worth, Summon and defeat Sal'aurc. Potential Rewards: Exotic Engram x2 or Grenade Launcher, Rocket Launcher or Scout Rifle
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This weapon upon first draw fires one massive damage golden gun shot as long as golden gun is equipped costing the weapons full magazine, strong against barrier and unstoppable champions. After firing this single shot, reload speed is reduced by 65% (meaning it takes longer to reload) and the next magazine applies the Light Burnout de-buff on the wielder. Killing an enemy with Golden Remnant grants a medium amount of super energy, stronger enemies give more super and grenade energy, up to 35%, Guardians in the crucible count as 5% and guardians with their super active count as 7.5% as long as your super bar is under 75%. After casting your super, you may use this ability again by holding 'R' while the gun is at a full magazine. Dying does not allow the ability to be used again. If golden gun is not equipped than this this weapons exotic perk is basically useless.
Light Burnout: De-buff
The magazine after the high powered Golden Remnant shot is fired does 30% less damage to rank-and-file enemies, 25% less damage to powerful enemies, and 15% less damage to Bosses, Yellow bar enemies and Guardians. No damage drop-off for guardians with their super active. Switching weapons takes slightly longer as well, at a 5% time increase. this also creates a major decrease to impact and stability and other deficits to other stats. THIS EFFECT ONLY HAPPENS FOR ONE MAGAZINE. Swapping weapons does not remove the effect when switching back unless activating Golden remnant another time.
Special Perk 2: Rekindling Spirit
If the Golden Remnant shot misses a target that shot is refunded at the same strength.
Special Perk 3: Lighting the Fire
This weapon does a medium amount of bonus damage to fallen, scorn, hive and taken with a solar de-buff on them. up to 45% bonus damage. This weapon provides a extremely large explosion if the final shot of a magazine without the Light burnout effect defeats a powerful enemy spreading scorch across a large area.
Catalyst:
Acquired through Master level or higher nightfall's.
Catalyst ability: Splitting Eruption
The initial single strong golden remnant shot turns into two half Golden remnant powered shots that spread scorch to targets and ignites in a short radius around where the shot was fired and gives the wielder radiant for a short duration after a final blow. Stunning a champion with golden remnant creates an additional Golden remnant shot that fires at 35% strength.
Weapon Description:
"It all comes down to how much the traveler likes you and how much you appreciate its gifts" - Zavala
Whoever wielded this weapon before the guardian was deeply invested in the intricacies of the Shard of the Traveler that was used during the Red War to fight back against the cabal. It seems as though word got out about his research and when the cabal caught wind, they came for him. Not much on this in the archives either, must have been a relatively unknown guardian, why wouldn't they contact us after we scurried to the farm? So many unanswered questions. Its unfortunate that he ended up losing his ghost and burning up with the almighty. The weapon schematics we recovered from his corpse intrigue me though, there's.. a piece of the shard on here! - Zavala
Range: 55
Impact: 100 on initial Golden Remnant shot, 70 Normal, and 45 with Light Burnout
Stability: 42 normal, 25 with light burnout
Handling: 31 normal
Reload Speed: 58 normal, 20 After Golden Remnant
Aim Assist: 95 with Golden Remnant 75 Normal, 50 with Light-Burnout
Recoil Direction: 80 Normal, 65 with Light-Burnout
Magazine Size: 1 with base Golden Remnant, 10 Normal Hand Cannon shots
Air Effectiveness: 28 Normal, 18 with Light Burnout
How to acquire weapon:
This weapon can be collected through a series of 6 quest steps involving,
- Gather hand cannon and solar super data across the system (Zavala)
150 Hand cannon kills
- Complete Nightfall's on "Master" Difficulty with an exotic hand cannon equipped. Grandmaster Nightfall's count as 2. Hero nightfall's count as 0.05 and Solo Legend Nightfall's counts as 0.5 Legend Nightfall's with a fireteam count as 0.1.
- Complete the "Solar Pathway" Exotic Quest on Mars
Quest Completed 1 Potential Reward: (Unique Exotic armor specific to Prodigal Flare)
rewards, Golden Core (NOT A USABLE WEAPON, TAKES UP A KINETIC INVENTORY SLOT)
- Visit the enclave on mars and present it your findings
Rewards: Worn out weapon history books and Next quest step
- Complete the "Radiant Descendant" Exotic Dungeon on earth: Almighty Crash Site
Defeat "Sal'aurc, Almighty Champion of the witness"
Rewards: Cosmological Handle (Weapon schematic) REPLACES GOLDEN CORE
- Meet Zavala at the Enclave on mars and begin the attunement process
Rewards: Prodigal Flare
"Radiant Descendant"
It looks like the witnesses troops have scooped up the burnt remnants of the almighty and turned it into their new war bunker, might be a good idea to remove this corruption before they decide to plan their assault on the last city.
On arrival, Defense systems activate.
1st encounter: ENTER THE MINDSCAPE (Defeat the Visage of Rhulk) Potential Reward: Sniper Rifle or Helmet
2nd Encounter: Destroy The Weapon. Reward: Class item or chest piece
3rd Encounter: ENTER THE MINDSCAPE (Defeat Visage of Nezarec) Potential Reward: Hand Cannon or Leg armor
4th Encounter: Unlock the door: SURVIVE 5 minutes. Potential Rewards: Linear Fusion Rifle or Auto Rifle
5th Encounter: Prove your worth, Summon and defeat Sal'aurc. Potential Rewards: Exotic Engram x2 or Grenade Launcher, Rocket Launcher or Scout Rifle
2024.05.13 22:31 rustee30 Is there anything worth crafting there?
 | 1 submitted by rustee30 to FORTnITE [link] [comments] 2 3 4 5 6 I would like to play with some new weapons but i have no idea which one are good if there is any? Thank you! EDIT update: after some of your advices (thanks again), i ended up with this. https://preview.redd.it/zickascmjc0d1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=d6b5d25711f66955a9150a6b029adf9628a92a67 |
2024.05.13 04:34 LordCoale The Mercy of Humans: Part 70 - Abandon Ship
First - Previous
Sorry for the gap in posts. I have scrapped at least six version of this. I am almost happy with this one. I had a different ending, but decided to go with what I have now. I think it is better.
I am also about to get a full knee replacement. I was supposed to get it done on April 2, but things got in the way. I have been working on getting my house in order for someone who cannot walk. It has been a bigger chore than I thought. I also have been learning OnShape to design stuff with my 3D printer. I have even designed the Star Wanderer from Chapter 2. I am working on the Behemoth. I could not get the images to post here for some reason, but if you want to go see them in OnShape, here are the links to two of the ships.
https://cad.onshape.com/documents/1f4578581cf2ad6552b1d3a9/w/409acb296ee94b206655e899/e/e8210e7e7653f5e07402416a
https://cad.onshape.com/documents/e8b75276d1581baf4a12d234/w/9014167e3d03cf585531cafe/e/3d1bd1b3d973f84397b0969f
“… Allighetti …Mark, are you still with us?” I regained consciousness with Burns shaking me violently.
“Gyah. Stop! Yeah, I’m alive,” I spit blood and shook my head to clear the mental fuzz. “I think I have a concussion.”
The last missile strike had driven deep into the ODP’s hull, making it all the way to the missile feed system where we’d already been working to repair damage.
Burns accessed my suit’s med panel. “You got it right in one. Your suit’s a bit damaged. The autodoc is offline. Here…”
He overrode my suit with his, and I could already feel the auto-administered meds kicking in. The pain was still there, but bearable, and the fuzziness receded a bit.
“Thanks. I feel better already.”
I pulled the damage control system with my suit’s AI and checked what else just got damaged. It was more red than green.
“Shit. The station keeping drive is offline. Orbit is destabilized. If we don’t get it back online in… fifteen minutes, we are done,” I growled. “With everything damaged now, I don’t think we can repair the damage with the skeleton crew we have.”
“We better get on it then,” Burns replied.
“Skipper,” I tried to raise Commander Kowitzci. “Skipper? Chief Hanson? Anybody on the command deck? Simonetti? Can you hear me?”
“I hear you, sir,” Simonetti replied. He and Spec-One Zebediah Abrahams were on deck three repairing the power feeds to missile batteries six, seven, and eight. Six launchers made up each battery, so that was eighteen missile tubes out of action. A small percentage of the fleet’s launchers, but we only have twenty batteries. Those missiles were fifteen percent of our throw weight.
“Well, that means station coms are online and the CIC isn’t answering. We gotta get people in there. Drop what you are doing and head that way.” I’ve known the skipper most my life. There’s no way I could not go and make sure he is alive or not.
“Valencia, what’s your location?”
“We’re on deck seven, installing a new targeting computer for point defense group ten. Why?”
“That’s what I thought. You are closest to the CIC. Head down there now,” I ordered. “You’ll probably beat us, but if it is bad as I think, we’re going to need all the help we can get.”
“On my way,” he replied.
“We will meet you there.”
Burns grabbed my hand and helped me up. “Is this the right call? If we don’t get station keeping back online, we’re going down hard.”
“This bucket is going down no matter what we do. I am the senior surviving officer. Or at least the surviving officer who has working coms, so I get to make the call. We’re abandoning ship. We have ten minutes to find any injured and get them out.” I triggered the command through my suit’s coms. Across the ship, the lights switched from condition red for active combat to condition blue for abandon ship. Every crewman’s suits coms buzzed with the abandon ship order and ten minute timer.
“Shit.” I felt the same way. Nobody wants to abandon ship.
I headed to the lifts to get to the command deck as I pulled up the station schematics with the location of every crewman’s last known location, then filtered for who was not responding.
“We have the six people on the command deck unresponsive, Burkett and Torres in fusion one and Chief Khan in magazine one. Get down to mag-one and check on him,” I ordered.
Burns left without another word. I trusted him to get it done.
“Fletcher?” Senior Specialist Jason Fletcher and Specialist Second Class Dinah Moretti were in magazine three and the closest to fusion one.
“Yessir?”
“Burkett and Torres aren’t responding. Get down to fusion one. Check on them and get them out if you can.”
“We got it, boss,” Fletcher replied. “Go get the skipper.”
I was surprised. He must have been monitoring the channel. Fletcher and I had never really gotten along. He always irritated me with his slacking off, obnoxious sense of humor, and need to be the center of attention. But he had surprised me in the past few days. When the shit hit the fan, the man had buckled down and performed spectacularly. I guess getting shot at for real changes your attitude. He was still an ass, but now he was a hard working ass.
I set my coms to the full crew channel. “All personnel. Abandon ship. Find any injured crew you can and get them out. We have ten minutes until I set the scuttling charges.”
Whenever an ODP is damaged enough to abandon ship, it had to be scuttled or the whole core goes to the planet in one huge chunk. Scuttling the station meant it would be in over two dozen pieces that could burn up almost completely on reentry.
I made it to the central lifts, which were offline. The door still had power and my override code opened it. But I still had to climb nine decks to the command deck. Luckily the lifts are one of the few places aboard that do not have artificial gravity. It was just a matter of jumping in and pulling myself hand over hand.
“Mark,” Valencia often ‘forgot’ that I was now an ensign. I chose not to say anything, again.
“Go.”
“There is shit-ton of damage up here. The main lifts are shot to shit and there is debris blocking my way from lift two. I am going to try lift three.”
An Orbital Defense Platform is nothing more than a long cylinder with the missile launchers, energy weapons, sensors, and shields on the top and the external magazine and its docking systems at the other end. The station has twenty eight decks and is divided into four quarter ‘pie’ sections. The main personnel and missile lifts are located at the spine, in the exact center of the hull. Lift two serves the Bravo Section of the station and were near the exterior hull. Lift three is the next one around the outer hull serving Charlie Section.
“Roger. I’m in the main lift shaft now. I am climbing past deck eighteen.”
“You might beat me there,” Valencia replied.
“Do your best. If you can’t get there in five minutes, get to an escape pod and go.”
“Boss,” Simonetti’s voice cut into the conversation. “We can’t make it to the command deck. There’s a gaping hole between us and you.”
The damage from the most recent hits had reached deep into the hull, even as far as the central lifts. I’d passed multiple holes, from size of my fist to several that I could walk through.
“I understand. Abandon ship,” I ordered. “I will see you dirtside.”
“Shit. Are you sure? It might be risky, but we can go EVA to reach you. It is only about thirty meters.”
“No. And do me a favor. If I don’t make it, but a round in my memory.”
“Mark, you are to damned dumb to die. You can buy the round. See you on the surface. Good luck.”
“Thanks, I think.” As I climbed through some mangled lift guiderails my suit’s Geiger counter went crazy. The suit’s shielding could protect me in the short term, but I don’t want to hang out here for very long. The last few meters were difficult. I had to use my plasma cutter to remove a piece of shattered bulkhead that blocked my way. I looked at my chrono as I slipped into the command deck and saw I had five minutes… Just five minutes.
The command deck was a scene from hell. I saw at least one body and several body parts floating in the zero-g. “I’m in. What’s your status Valencia?”
“Almost there.”
I found Commander Kowitzci’s body pinned under a heavy beam that had collapsed from the ceiling and checked his suit’s medical panel. “The skipper’s still alive.”
I jumped in surprise when he grabbed my hand. I could see his lips moving but, I couldn’t hear anything. I pressed my faceplate against his, hoping the direct contact would allow sound to bridge between us.
“I got you, sir. The station’s done. I’ve given the order to abandon ship.”
“Go. Get yourself out. That’s an-”
“Don’t! Don’t give me that order, skipper, because I will disobey it.”
“I’m pinned and I cannot feel my legs. Even if you get me out, I am dead weight. Save yourself.”
“Skipper, I’ve known you since I was nine and Angus is one of my best friends. If you think I am going to tell him that I left you here to save myself, even if you ordered it, think again. Now, Valencia is almost here. Between the two of us we should be able to get you out. Hang tight. I am going to check on Chief Hanson.”
Chief Petty Officer Kenzie Hanson is one of the system’s best engineers. Unlike most of the crews, she is active Navy and had spent most of her career on these things. ODP 9 was not her normal duty station, but someone in operations had the brilliant idea to send her here to replace Chief Maartens.
Having someone with her experience coordinating damage control freed me and my people to fix what we could. Which in the end was not much, or at least not enough. The incoming missile fire had kept coming regardless of what the fleet did. It had turned into a battle of attrition, and while we had more resources than they did, our problem was that planets can’t dodge. The enemy could stay further out-system and lob missiles until they ran out, and we had no choice but to defend Verdigris, no matter what the costs.
“Hey, boss!” Valencia finally made it to the command deck. It brought a wave of relief.
“Glad you could finally join us. The skipper is pinned. Hansen is unconscious but alive. Check on Dahl and Ski.”
PO1 Grace Dahl and Master Specialist Gustavus Wasnewski were still strapped into their chairs at the tactical station.
“What about Dunagin and Stavros?” He asked.
“KIA.”
Hansen’s med panel showed she was alive, just unconscious. I released her shock frame and pulled her free. The command deck’s six escape pods were spaced along the outer bulkhead. Each pod could hold ten people. A redundancy in case any were damaged.
“Shit. Stavros is dead and Dahl’s suit already hit her with hybernol.” I could hear the simmering anger in Valencia’s voice. Stavros had been a good friend to all of us.
“Get her to a pod,” I ordered.
“What about Stav?”
“I am sorry, man, but the living are our priority.” I struggled to pull Hansen across the deck. Damn I am tired.
“I ain’t leaving him here. Not like this. I just can’t.”
“Fuck. If you can manage it… then do what you gotta do.” I didn’t have time to argue. Valencia could be a stubborn little shit when he wanted.
I was tired. Maybe that is why it took me so long to realize this rescue effort would be easier in zero-g.
I triggered the all hands channel and announced, “Clamp up, people. I am cutting internal gravity.”
I did not wait for any replies and quickly pulled up the control systems on my suit’s computer. With a few quick gestures, cut the power to the artificial gravity system. Pulling Hansen got easier immediately. Now I just had to fight mass and momentum without gravity’s negative effects.
I got her into the escape pod and returned to the skipper. My chrono showed I had less than two minutes to get him free or we might both die. I chose not to think to hard on that. I could be a stubborn little shit, too. He was still pinned under the beam, but it shifted a bit when I pulled with everything I had. It made me wish I had an Österlenlender here to help. One of those walking tanks could move like it was a paperweight.
I put everything I had into it, closing my eyes and grunting with the strain. I could feel the veins popping in my forehead. Then, the beam moved. I opened my eyes and saw Valencia next to me putting everything into helping me lift. The skipper managed to wiggle free, but we could see he was hurt pretty bad.
Valencia pulled the commander free, and I released the beam that slowly fell back to the deck. It took only a few seconds to get into the escape pod. Somehow, we managed to make the ten minute deadline.
Once the wounded were strapped in, I initiated the self-destruct sequence. It was SOP when something this size was abandoned in orbit. The smaller the size of the debris, the better chance it has to burn up on reentry. No need to add anything else to the planet’s woes.
“Attention. All hands, abandon ship. Self-destruct is set for one minute. Abandon ship, abandon ship, abandon ship, abandon ship. God speed.”
With that, I sealed the escape pod hatch and went to hit the eject button. But before I could, our luck ran out. Another wave of missiles detonated against our failing shields. The x-ray laser warheads mercilessly bored deep into the station. My suit’s radiation warning went off, letting me know my exposure had reached critical levels. The energy imparted by the lasers hit with physical force, blowing through the station’s armor and superstructure like a toddler ripping into a Christmas present.
Debris flew across the command deck and flames licked at my back. The explosion threw me into the back wall of the escape pod, painfully knocking the wind out of me. I tried to sit up but could not. My legs just wouldn’t work. I looked down, finally noticing the jagged spear of chromilstyn sticking out of my chest.
“Aw, shit.” It was the last words I said.
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Sorry for the gap in posts. I have scrapped at least six version of this. I am almost happy with this one. I had a different ending, but decided to go with what I have now. I think it is better.
I am also about to get a full knee replacement. I was supposed to get it done on April 2, but things got in the way. I have been working on getting my house in order for someone who cannot walk. It has been a bigger chore than I thought. I also have been learning OnShape to design stuff with my 3D printer. I have even designed the Star Wanderer from Chapter 2. I am working on the Behemoth. I could not get the images to post here for some reason, but if you want to go see them in OnShape, here are the links to two of the ships.
https://cad.onshape.com/documents/1f4578581cf2ad6552b1d3a9/w/409acb296ee94b206655e899/e/e8210e7e7653f5e07402416a
https://cad.onshape.com/documents/e8b75276d1581baf4a12d234/w/9014167e3d03cf585531cafe/e/3d1bd1b3d973f84397b0969f
“… Allighetti …Mark, are you still with us?” I regained consciousness with Burns shaking me violently.
“Gyah. Stop! Yeah, I’m alive,” I spit blood and shook my head to clear the mental fuzz. “I think I have a concussion.”
The last missile strike had driven deep into the ODP’s hull, making it all the way to the missile feed system where we’d already been working to repair damage.
Burns accessed my suit’s med panel. “You got it right in one. Your suit’s a bit damaged. The autodoc is offline. Here…”
He overrode my suit with his, and I could already feel the auto-administered meds kicking in. The pain was still there, but bearable, and the fuzziness receded a bit.
“Thanks. I feel better already.”
I pulled the damage control system with my suit’s AI and checked what else just got damaged. It was more red than green.
“Shit. The station keeping drive is offline. Orbit is destabilized. If we don’t get it back online in… fifteen minutes, we are done,” I growled. “With everything damaged now, I don’t think we can repair the damage with the skeleton crew we have.”
“We better get on it then,” Burns replied.
“Skipper,” I tried to raise Commander Kowitzci. “Skipper? Chief Hanson? Anybody on the command deck? Simonetti? Can you hear me?”
“I hear you, sir,” Simonetti replied. He and Spec-One Zebediah Abrahams were on deck three repairing the power feeds to missile batteries six, seven, and eight. Six launchers made up each battery, so that was eighteen missile tubes out of action. A small percentage of the fleet’s launchers, but we only have twenty batteries. Those missiles were fifteen percent of our throw weight.
“Well, that means station coms are online and the CIC isn’t answering. We gotta get people in there. Drop what you are doing and head that way.” I’ve known the skipper most my life. There’s no way I could not go and make sure he is alive or not.
“Valencia, what’s your location?”
“We’re on deck seven, installing a new targeting computer for point defense group ten. Why?”
“That’s what I thought. You are closest to the CIC. Head down there now,” I ordered. “You’ll probably beat us, but if it is bad as I think, we’re going to need all the help we can get.”
“On my way,” he replied.
“We will meet you there.”
Burns grabbed my hand and helped me up. “Is this the right call? If we don’t get station keeping back online, we’re going down hard.”
“This bucket is going down no matter what we do. I am the senior surviving officer. Or at least the surviving officer who has working coms, so I get to make the call. We’re abandoning ship. We have ten minutes to find any injured and get them out.” I triggered the command through my suit’s coms. Across the ship, the lights switched from condition red for active combat to condition blue for abandon ship. Every crewman’s suits coms buzzed with the abandon ship order and ten minute timer.
“Shit.” I felt the same way. Nobody wants to abandon ship.
I headed to the lifts to get to the command deck as I pulled up the station schematics with the location of every crewman’s last known location, then filtered for who was not responding.
“We have the six people on the command deck unresponsive, Burkett and Torres in fusion one and Chief Khan in magazine one. Get down to mag-one and check on him,” I ordered.
Burns left without another word. I trusted him to get it done.
“Fletcher?” Senior Specialist Jason Fletcher and Specialist Second Class Dinah Moretti were in magazine three and the closest to fusion one.
“Yessir?”
“Burkett and Torres aren’t responding. Get down to fusion one. Check on them and get them out if you can.”
“We got it, boss,” Fletcher replied. “Go get the skipper.”
I was surprised. He must have been monitoring the channel. Fletcher and I had never really gotten along. He always irritated me with his slacking off, obnoxious sense of humor, and need to be the center of attention. But he had surprised me in the past few days. When the shit hit the fan, the man had buckled down and performed spectacularly. I guess getting shot at for real changes your attitude. He was still an ass, but now he was a hard working ass.
I set my coms to the full crew channel. “All personnel. Abandon ship. Find any injured crew you can and get them out. We have ten minutes until I set the scuttling charges.”
Whenever an ODP is damaged enough to abandon ship, it had to be scuttled or the whole core goes to the planet in one huge chunk. Scuttling the station meant it would be in over two dozen pieces that could burn up almost completely on reentry.
I made it to the central lifts, which were offline. The door still had power and my override code opened it. But I still had to climb nine decks to the command deck. Luckily the lifts are one of the few places aboard that do not have artificial gravity. It was just a matter of jumping in and pulling myself hand over hand.
“Mark,” Valencia often ‘forgot’ that I was now an ensign. I chose not to say anything, again.
“Go.”
“There is shit-ton of damage up here. The main lifts are shot to shit and there is debris blocking my way from lift two. I am going to try lift three.”
An Orbital Defense Platform is nothing more than a long cylinder with the missile launchers, energy weapons, sensors, and shields on the top and the external magazine and its docking systems at the other end. The station has twenty eight decks and is divided into four quarter ‘pie’ sections. The main personnel and missile lifts are located at the spine, in the exact center of the hull. Lift two serves the Bravo Section of the station and were near the exterior hull. Lift three is the next one around the outer hull serving Charlie Section.
“Roger. I’m in the main lift shaft now. I am climbing past deck eighteen.”
“You might beat me there,” Valencia replied.
“Do your best. If you can’t get there in five minutes, get to an escape pod and go.”
“Boss,” Simonetti’s voice cut into the conversation. “We can’t make it to the command deck. There’s a gaping hole between us and you.”
The damage from the most recent hits had reached deep into the hull, even as far as the central lifts. I’d passed multiple holes, from size of my fist to several that I could walk through.
“I understand. Abandon ship,” I ordered. “I will see you dirtside.”
“Shit. Are you sure? It might be risky, but we can go EVA to reach you. It is only about thirty meters.”
“No. And do me a favor. If I don’t make it, but a round in my memory.”
“Mark, you are to damned dumb to die. You can buy the round. See you on the surface. Good luck.”
“Thanks, I think.” As I climbed through some mangled lift guiderails my suit’s Geiger counter went crazy. The suit’s shielding could protect me in the short term, but I don’t want to hang out here for very long. The last few meters were difficult. I had to use my plasma cutter to remove a piece of shattered bulkhead that blocked my way. I looked at my chrono as I slipped into the command deck and saw I had five minutes… Just five minutes.
The command deck was a scene from hell. I saw at least one body and several body parts floating in the zero-g. “I’m in. What’s your status Valencia?”
“Almost there.”
I found Commander Kowitzci’s body pinned under a heavy beam that had collapsed from the ceiling and checked his suit’s medical panel. “The skipper’s still alive.”
I jumped in surprise when he grabbed my hand. I could see his lips moving but, I couldn’t hear anything. I pressed my faceplate against his, hoping the direct contact would allow sound to bridge between us.
“I got you, sir. The station’s done. I’ve given the order to abandon ship.”
“Go. Get yourself out. That’s an-”
“Don’t! Don’t give me that order, skipper, because I will disobey it.”
“I’m pinned and I cannot feel my legs. Even if you get me out, I am dead weight. Save yourself.”
“Skipper, I’ve known you since I was nine and Angus is one of my best friends. If you think I am going to tell him that I left you here to save myself, even if you ordered it, think again. Now, Valencia is almost here. Between the two of us we should be able to get you out. Hang tight. I am going to check on Chief Hanson.”
Chief Petty Officer Kenzie Hanson is one of the system’s best engineers. Unlike most of the crews, she is active Navy and had spent most of her career on these things. ODP 9 was not her normal duty station, but someone in operations had the brilliant idea to send her here to replace Chief Maartens.
Having someone with her experience coordinating damage control freed me and my people to fix what we could. Which in the end was not much, or at least not enough. The incoming missile fire had kept coming regardless of what the fleet did. It had turned into a battle of attrition, and while we had more resources than they did, our problem was that planets can’t dodge. The enemy could stay further out-system and lob missiles until they ran out, and we had no choice but to defend Verdigris, no matter what the costs.
“Hey, boss!” Valencia finally made it to the command deck. It brought a wave of relief.
“Glad you could finally join us. The skipper is pinned. Hansen is unconscious but alive. Check on Dahl and Ski.”
PO1 Grace Dahl and Master Specialist Gustavus Wasnewski were still strapped into their chairs at the tactical station.
“What about Dunagin and Stavros?” He asked.
“KIA.”
Hansen’s med panel showed she was alive, just unconscious. I released her shock frame and pulled her free. The command deck’s six escape pods were spaced along the outer bulkhead. Each pod could hold ten people. A redundancy in case any were damaged.
“Shit. Stavros is dead and Dahl’s suit already hit her with hybernol.” I could hear the simmering anger in Valencia’s voice. Stavros had been a good friend to all of us.
“Get her to a pod,” I ordered.
“What about Stav?”
“I am sorry, man, but the living are our priority.” I struggled to pull Hansen across the deck. Damn I am tired.
“I ain’t leaving him here. Not like this. I just can’t.”
“Fuck. If you can manage it… then do what you gotta do.” I didn’t have time to argue. Valencia could be a stubborn little shit when he wanted.
I was tired. Maybe that is why it took me so long to realize this rescue effort would be easier in zero-g.
I triggered the all hands channel and announced, “Clamp up, people. I am cutting internal gravity.”
I did not wait for any replies and quickly pulled up the control systems on my suit’s computer. With a few quick gestures, cut the power to the artificial gravity system. Pulling Hansen got easier immediately. Now I just had to fight mass and momentum without gravity’s negative effects.
I got her into the escape pod and returned to the skipper. My chrono showed I had less than two minutes to get him free or we might both die. I chose not to think to hard on that. I could be a stubborn little shit, too. He was still pinned under the beam, but it shifted a bit when I pulled with everything I had. It made me wish I had an Österlenlender here to help. One of those walking tanks could move like it was a paperweight.
I put everything I had into it, closing my eyes and grunting with the strain. I could feel the veins popping in my forehead. Then, the beam moved. I opened my eyes and saw Valencia next to me putting everything into helping me lift. The skipper managed to wiggle free, but we could see he was hurt pretty bad.
Valencia pulled the commander free, and I released the beam that slowly fell back to the deck. It took only a few seconds to get into the escape pod. Somehow, we managed to make the ten minute deadline.
Once the wounded were strapped in, I initiated the self-destruct sequence. It was SOP when something this size was abandoned in orbit. The smaller the size of the debris, the better chance it has to burn up on reentry. No need to add anything else to the planet’s woes.
“Attention. All hands, abandon ship. Self-destruct is set for one minute. Abandon ship, abandon ship, abandon ship, abandon ship. God speed.”
With that, I sealed the escape pod hatch and went to hit the eject button. But before I could, our luck ran out. Another wave of missiles detonated against our failing shields. The x-ray laser warheads mercilessly bored deep into the station. My suit’s radiation warning went off, letting me know my exposure had reached critical levels. The energy imparted by the lasers hit with physical force, blowing through the station’s armor and superstructure like a toddler ripping into a Christmas present.
Debris flew across the command deck and flames licked at my back. The explosion threw me into the back wall of the escape pod, painfully knocking the wind out of me. I tried to sit up but could not. My legs just wouldn’t work. I looked down, finally noticing the jagged spear of chromilstyn sticking out of my chest.
“Aw, shit.” It was the last words I said.
2024.05.12 21:19 thetallgiant [WTS] MAGAZINE Megathread, 100+ mags, lots of manufacturers
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Beretta
-ProMag Beretta 8000 Cougar .40 S&W, 20-round magazine, $20 shipped
-Six brand new Beretta M9/92 15 round magazines, I believe these are the "sand resistant" model. They have that same gunmetal color. Check Berettas webstore for compatibility. UPC: 082442935676 They retail for $35 unpacked Selling all 6 for $160 shipped or 3 for $90 shipped
-lot of 3, One is marked "CX4 Storm 90 series" but they should fit M9/M92's all the same. They all have identical features including the cut out near the base plate. All are 10-rounders. Lot of 3 is $65 shipped
Browning Hi Power
-(2) Browning manufactured 13-round, 9mm, these look to retail from $60 to $85. I'm looking for $50 shipped for each, $90 for both
-Mec-Gar Hi-Power 10 rounder. Great condition, $19 shipped
BREN
-BREN Magazine, 30rd, .303BR Good, will add to any order for $8
BERSA
-Bersa Thunder 22 LR - 10 Round Magazine, amazing condition almost unused, $35 shipped
-Thunder 45 Ultra Compact .45 ACP 7 Round Magazine Factory Original OEM, very light use marks, great condition, $60 shipped
-Bersa Thunder 380 DLX Magazine, .380 Auto 9 Round, Extended Finger Rest, great condition, $35 shipped
-Bersa Thunder .380 7-round OEM Mags, one has a shallower pinky rest/base plate and has some salt to it, $20 shipped for that, the rest are good condition, the other 3 are all in really condition, 1 with a very small rust spot around a witness hole, $85 shipped for those 3 together
GLOCK
-Agency Arms G19/23 .22lr 10-round, $15 shipped
HK
-HK 91/G3 5-rounder is steel, marked 7.62x51 and two lines below it, looks in pretty great condition. $40 shipped
HI-Point
-ProMag Hi-Point 995/995 TS Carbine 9mm 15-round magazine, $20 shipped
IZHMASH
-IZHMASH SAIGA 410 Gauge Black - 4 Round Polymer Magazine, $30 shipped
KAHR
-Kahr Arms CM40 PM40 MK40 .40 S&W 5 Round Magazine, really good condition, $28 shipped
KelTec
-2 OEM PF9 9mm 7-round magazines, great condition, very little use, $40 shipped for the pair
-1 Mec-Gar P11 9mm 10-round magazine, perfect condition, almost looks unused, $23 shipped
-1 ProMag P-11 9mm 32 round mag, great condition w/slight use, "keltech" written in silver marker on one side, $30 shipped
Metalform
-Metalform 9mm 8-round magazine, great condition, $20 shipped
Rossi
-Rossi RS22M Magazine, 10 round, $20 shipped
RUGER
-P90/P97 magazine, great condition, might be ProMag, $24 shipped
-OEM LC9/LC9S/EC9 9-round Magazine, great condition, like new, $34 shipped
-Promag LC9 9mm 10-round, slight surface rust, $15 shipped
-OEM Ruger SR9/SR9C/9E 9mm 17-Round Magazine, $28 shipped
-OEM SR40 15 round mag, medium salt, $22 shipped
-LCP II .380 7-round OEM mag, great condition, $24 shipped
Savage
-10FC/11FC/12FCV/12LRP/10 Precision Carbine/10 Predato110 models in .243, 7mm-08, 6.5 Creedmor, .260 Rem, .308, 4-rounder, new in box, $55 shipped
Springfield
-(2) Springfield XD Sub-Compact 9mm 16-round magazine, $56 shipped for the pair
-(7) Springfield XD/XD Mod. 2 9mm 16-Round Magazine, 2 for $35 shipped, 3 for $50 shipped or all 7 for $105 shipped
-Springfield XD mag loader for 9mm and .40 (doesn't fit my 10mm mags nor my XD-M mag) - will add on to a purchase of 3 or more XD mags for free
-ProMag Springfield XDS .45acp 8-Round, $17 shipped
S&W
-ETS S&W M&P 30-Round clear polymer Magazine, add on to any other magazine purchase for $9
S&W 3rd Gens
-M4040 .40s&w 7 round with pinky rest, good condition, barely used, no rust, $30 shipped
-Model 59, 459, 659, 5903, 5904, 5906, pinned 10 rounder, good condition, a little use as shown on follower, $47 shipped
-Model 469, 669, 6924, 6926, 6944, 6946, 6906, 10 rounder, surface dust all over every side but doesn't look too deep yet, otherwise doesn't look like it got much use. $40 shipped
-SD9 VE 16 rounder, 9mm, decent condition, light salt, $25 shipped
-Model 39 x-shaped polymer follower 8 round, blued, some of the blue is worn, light small surface level rust in some spots, otherwise, good condition, $50 shipped
-Model 5903, 5904, 5905, 5906, 5924, 5926 14 rounder, great condition but some kind of oxidation happening on the stainless, $35 shipped
-Model 3913tsw, 3953tsw 7 rounder, very fine surface rust on one side, otherwise great condition, $58 shipped
Steyr
-Steyr Mannlicher M40-A1. .40 S&W 10-round magazine, great condition, $29 shipped
-Steyr Mannlicher Model M .30-06 Rotary Magazines, 5 Round, $95 shipped each
Thermold
-Thermold 30-Round Pre-ban magazine, mold code date of 1989, $40 shipped
Walther
-Walther PPK 6-round .380 Magazine, Nickel, Finger Rest, OEM, like new, will not fit ppk/s, $30 shipped
Winchester
-Winchester XPR Rifle Detachable Magazine for Long Magnum: 7mm Rem Mag, .300 win mag, .338 win mag, MPN# 112098801, $25 shipped each, $40 for the pair
Taurus
-GX4/GX4XL 9mm 11-rounders, OEM, 2 have pinky extensions, really good condition - 2 for $54 shipped or all 5 for $120 shipped
-G3/G3X 9mm 17-rounders, OEM, 1 has an adapter for a compact maybe? And the other has an adapter for G3 Tac, both can be removed, really good conditon & 1 is like new, all 3 for $80 shipped
-G3/G3X 9mm 10-rounder pinned, OEM, great condition, maybe had a mag ran through it, $23 shipped
-PT 24/7 1st gen 9mm 17-rounder, w/ removable adapter, OEM, light use, really good condition, $25 shipped
-PT 24/7 G2 9mm 17-rounder, w/ removable adpater, OEM, very light use, great condition, $25 shipped
-PT 24/7 1st gen .45acp 12-rounder, OEM, great condition, almost new, $29 shipped
-PT 24/7 G2 .45acp 12-rounder, OEM, light salt, $49 shipped for both
-G3C/G3XL 9mm 12 rounder, OEM, 5 for $120 shipped, all 11 for $205 shipped. A couple mags have light rust spots, others are like new
-PT809 9m 17-rounders, OEM, light use, dirty follower, good condition, all 3 for $66 shipped
-PT1911 .45acp 8-round magazine, OEM, light use, rust speckling in small spots on both $50 for the pair
-PT22 .22lr 8-rounders, OEM, not for the PT22 poly, 1 is brand new in box, other is very light use, great condition $65 shipped for both
-RAM LINE PT92 9mm 17 rounder, light use, $18 shipped
-PT 92/99/917, 9mm 17-rounder, 2 are OEM, 1 is a mystery, light use on both, $40 shipped for both OEM, $18 shipped for the unknown manufacturer
-PT140 .40s&w 10-rounder, OEM, very light use, great condtion, $50 shipped
-PT145 .45acp 10-rounder, OEM, very light use, great condtion, $72 shipped for both
-PT745 .45acp 6-rounder, OEM, very light use, great condtion, $32 shipped
-PT111 Pro G2/G2C/G3C 9mm 12-rounders, 1 with a big pinky extension, a little bit of rust on 1, light use on all 3, $60 shipped for 3
-PT111 Pro 9mm 12-rounders, OEM, really good condtion, like new condition, $44 shipped for the pair
-PT111 Pro G2/G2C/G3C 9mm 10-rounder, pinned, OEM, really good conditon, almost new, $25 shipped
-MecGar PT111 Gen 1 Millennium 9mm 10-rounders, really good condition, $155 shipped for all 6
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If you buy multiple lines, I get you a price break.
If you want more pictures of a certain mag, just ask and I'll get them for you
If you think it's too expensive, show me a place where it is cheaper and I'll beat the price
Only mags I don't have shown yet are Hi-points and SCCY
Starting from top to bottom and left to right like a book
Beretta
-ProMag Beretta 8000 Cougar .40 S&W, 20-round magazine, $20 shipped
-Six brand new Beretta M9/92 15 round magazines, I believe these are the "sand resistant" model. They have that same gunmetal color. Check Berettas webstore for compatibility. UPC: 082442935676 They retail for $35 unpacked Selling all 6 for $160 shipped or 3 for $90 shipped
-lot of 3, One is marked "CX4 Storm 90 series" but they should fit M9/M92's all the same. They all have identical features including the cut out near the base plate. All are 10-rounders. Lot of 3 is $65 shipped
Browning Hi Power
-(2) Browning manufactured 13-round, 9mm, these look to retail from $60 to $85. I'm looking for $50 shipped for each, $90 for both
-Mec-Gar Hi-Power 10 rounder. Great condition, $19 shipped
BREN
-BREN Magazine, 30rd, .303BR Good, will add to any order for $8
BERSA
-Bersa Thunder 22 LR - 10 Round Magazine, amazing condition almost unused, $35 shipped
-Thunder 45 Ultra Compact .45 ACP 7 Round Magazine Factory Original OEM, very light use marks, great condition, $60 shipped
-Bersa Thunder 380 DLX Magazine, .380 Auto 9 Round, Extended Finger Rest, great condition, $35 shipped
-Bersa Thunder .380 7-round OEM Mags, one has a shallower pinky rest/base plate and has some salt to it, $20 shipped for that, the rest are good condition, the other 3 are all in really condition, 1 with a very small rust spot around a witness hole, $85 shipped for those 3 together
GLOCK
-Agency Arms G19/23 .22lr 10-round, $15 shipped
HK
-HK 91/G3 5-rounder is steel, marked 7.62x51 and two lines below it, looks in pretty great condition. $40 shipped
HI-Point
-ProMag Hi-Point 995/995 TS Carbine 9mm 15-round magazine, $20 shipped
IZHMASH
-IZHMASH SAIGA 410 Gauge Black - 4 Round Polymer Magazine, $30 shipped
KAHR
-Kahr Arms CM40 PM40 MK40 .40 S&W 5 Round Magazine, really good condition, $28 shipped
KelTec
-2 OEM PF9 9mm 7-round magazines, great condition, very little use, $40 shipped for the pair
-1 Mec-Gar P11 9mm 10-round magazine, perfect condition, almost looks unused, $23 shipped
-1 ProMag P-11 9mm 32 round mag, great condition w/slight use, "keltech" written in silver marker on one side, $30 shipped
Metalform
-Metalform 9mm 8-round magazine, great condition, $20 shipped
Rossi
-Rossi RS22M Magazine, 10 round, $20 shipped
RUGER
-P90/P97 magazine, great condition, might be ProMag, $24 shipped
-OEM LC9/LC9S/EC9 9-round Magazine, great condition, like new, $34 shipped
-Promag LC9 9mm 10-round, slight surface rust, $15 shipped
-OEM Ruger SR9/SR9C/9E 9mm 17-Round Magazine, $28 shipped
-OEM SR40 15 round mag, medium salt, $22 shipped
-LCP II .380 7-round OEM mag, great condition, $24 shipped
Savage
-10FC/11FC/12FCV/12LRP/10 Precision Carbine/10 Predato110 models in .243, 7mm-08, 6.5 Creedmor, .260 Rem, .308, 4-rounder, new in box, $55 shipped
Springfield
-(2) Springfield XD Sub-Compact 9mm 16-round magazine, $56 shipped for the pair
-(7) Springfield XD/XD Mod. 2 9mm 16-Round Magazine, 2 for $35 shipped, 3 for $50 shipped or all 7 for $105 shipped
-Springfield XD mag loader for 9mm and .40 (doesn't fit my 10mm mags nor my XD-M mag) - will add on to a purchase of 3 or more XD mags for free
-ProMag Springfield XDS .45acp 8-Round, $17 shipped
S&W
-ETS S&W M&P 30-Round clear polymer Magazine, add on to any other magazine purchase for $9
S&W 3rd Gens
-M4040 .40s&w 7 round with pinky rest, good condition, barely used, no rust, $30 shipped
-Model 59, 459, 659, 5903, 5904, 5906, pinned 10 rounder, good condition, a little use as shown on follower, $47 shipped
-Model 469, 669, 6924, 6926, 6944, 6946, 6906, 10 rounder, surface dust all over every side but doesn't look too deep yet, otherwise doesn't look like it got much use. $40 shipped
-SD9 VE 16 rounder, 9mm, decent condition, light salt, $25 shipped
-Model 39 x-shaped polymer follower 8 round, blued, some of the blue is worn, light small surface level rust in some spots, otherwise, good condition, $50 shipped
-Model 5903, 5904, 5905, 5906, 5924, 5926 14 rounder, great condition but some kind of oxidation happening on the stainless, $35 shipped
-Model 3913tsw, 3953tsw 7 rounder, very fine surface rust on one side, otherwise great condition, $58 shipped
Steyr
-Steyr Mannlicher M40-A1. .40 S&W 10-round magazine, great condition, $29 shipped
-Steyr Mannlicher Model M .30-06 Rotary Magazines, 5 Round, $95 shipped each
Thermold
-Thermold 30-Round Pre-ban magazine, mold code date of 1989, $40 shipped
Walther
-Walther PPK 6-round .380 Magazine, Nickel, Finger Rest, OEM, like new, will not fit ppk/s, $30 shipped
Winchester
-Winchester XPR Rifle Detachable Magazine for Long Magnum: 7mm Rem Mag, .300 win mag, .338 win mag, MPN# 112098801, $25 shipped each, $40 for the pair
Taurus
-GX4/GX4XL 9mm 11-rounders, OEM, 2 have pinky extensions, really good condition - 2 for $54 shipped or all 5 for $120 shipped
-G3/G3X 9mm 17-rounders, OEM, 1 has an adapter for a compact maybe? And the other has an adapter for G3 Tac, both can be removed, really good conditon & 1 is like new, all 3 for $80 shipped
-G3/G3X 9mm 10-rounder pinned, OEM, great condition, maybe had a mag ran through it, $23 shipped
-PT 24/7 1st gen 9mm 17-rounder, w/ removable adapter, OEM, light use, really good condition, $25 shipped
-PT 24/7 G2 9mm 17-rounder, w/ removable adpater, OEM, very light use, great condition, $25 shipped
-PT 24/7 1st gen .45acp 12-rounder, OEM, great condition, almost new, $29 shipped
-PT 24/7 G2 .45acp 12-rounder, OEM, light salt, $49 shipped for both
-G3C/G3XL 9mm 12 rounder, OEM, 5 for $120 shipped, all 11 for $205 shipped. A couple mags have light rust spots, others are like new
-PT809 9m 17-rounders, OEM, light use, dirty follower, good condition, all 3 for $66 shipped
-PT1911 .45acp 8-round magazine, OEM, light use, rust speckling in small spots on both $50 for the pair
-PT22 .22lr 8-rounders, OEM, not for the PT22 poly, 1 is brand new in box, other is very light use, great condition $65 shipped for both
-RAM LINE PT92 9mm 17 rounder, light use, $18 shipped
-PT 92/99/917, 9mm 17-rounder, 2 are OEM, 1 is a mystery, light use on both, $40 shipped for both OEM, $18 shipped for the unknown manufacturer
-PT140 .40s&w 10-rounder, OEM, very light use, great condtion, $50 shipped
-PT145 .45acp 10-rounder, OEM, very light use, great condtion, $72 shipped for both
-PT745 .45acp 6-rounder, OEM, very light use, great condtion, $32 shipped
-PT111 Pro G2/G2C/G3C 9mm 12-rounders, 1 with a big pinky extension, a little bit of rust on 1, light use on all 3, $60 shipped for 3
-PT111 Pro 9mm 12-rounders, OEM, really good condtion, like new condition, $44 shipped for the pair
-PT111 Pro G2/G2C/G3C 9mm 10-rounder, pinned, OEM, really good conditon, almost new, $25 shipped
-MecGar PT111 Gen 1 Millennium 9mm 10-rounders, really good condition, $155 shipped for all 6
2024.05.11 18:16 shadows_arrowny Fixing crafting: combining random rolls and "red borders"
I've heard a fair amount of discussion/debate around which system players prefer: red boarder weapons w/ crafting or random rolls (perhaps improved with BRAVE attuning). Unfortunately, I think neither system adequately addresses issues in the core gameplay loop in Destiny.
Some people prefer the red boarder crafting system, understandably, because it guarantees an end to the grind, typically within a reasonable amount of time. Others prefer the random roll system, because it makes you excited about drops. Luckily, it's not difficult to have the pros from both systems without the cons from either system.
The easy fix would be to make everything craftable (that has multiple perk sets available)j, but ditch this 'red boarder' nonsense altogether. Instead, every 'schematic' for a gun is learned over time through random drops. For instance, let's say I'm trying to get an Edge Transit, and the perk set I'd like is Hard Launch Spike Nades or Implosion Rounds Envious Assassin Bait and Switch. Rather than having to get that exact roll randomly, every time I get a drop that has a perk, magazine, or barrel, etc. that I haven't seen before, I can learn that option in the gun schematic for when I craft it.
So let's say I get the three rolls below:
The above could also be a foundation to build on where specific persk, magazines, barrels, scopes, etc. could be found in activities/patrols. These could be like a consumable that you apply to a crafting schematic to unlock an additional optoin you haven't unlocked yet, so that there are additional ways to learn your crafting schematics aside from simply getting additional guns. There's a lot of gameplay loop upside to building that that sort of system aside from simply improving the two present systems that come up short.
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Some people prefer the red boarder crafting system, understandably, because it guarantees an end to the grind, typically within a reasonable amount of time. Others prefer the random roll system, because it makes you excited about drops. Luckily, it's not difficult to have the pros from both systems without the cons from either system.
The easy fix would be to make everything craftable (that has multiple perk sets available)j, but ditch this 'red boarder' nonsense altogether. Instead, every 'schematic' for a gun is learned over time through random drops. For instance, let's say I'm trying to get an Edge Transit, and the perk set I'd like is Hard Launch Spike Nades or Implosion Rounds Envious Assassin Bait and Switch. Rather than having to get that exact roll randomly, every time I get a drop that has a perk, magazine, or barrel, etc. that I haven't seen before, I can learn that option in the gun schematic for when I craft it.
So let's say I get the three rolls below:
- Hard Launch Spike Nades Repulsor Brace Deconstruct
- Volatile Launch Implosion Rounds Envious Assassin Destabilizing Rounds
- Smart Drift Control High- Velocity Rounds Field Prep Bait and Switch
The above could also be a foundation to build on where specific persk, magazines, barrels, scopes, etc. could be found in activities/patrols. These could be like a consumable that you apply to a crafting schematic to unlock an additional optoin you haven't unlocked yet, so that there are additional ways to learn your crafting schematics aside from simply getting additional guns. There's a lot of gameplay loop upside to building that that sort of system aside from simply improving the two present systems that come up short.
2024.05.10 22:41 1oAce How I Would Buff Every Primary and Secondary in the Game
Hello! I used to be someone who didn't really follow the whole "no nerfs only buffs" thing, but after the last few patches, I've changed my mind. Frankly I came to realize I don't lose sleep over weapons being powerful in a PvE game. And although Helldivers 2 isn't necessarily a power fantasy, it is a video game, and the primary point should be fun.
So with that in mind, 312 hours played with a variety of equipment, all the warbond weapons unlocked. I'd like to make a comprehensive list of how I would improve every single weapon, just based on my personal opinion playing the game at Helldive and lower.
A lot of these changes are going to be in relation to each other, for reference.
Structure:
Weapon:
Changes:
Reasoning:
A. Assault Rifles
Weapon: AR-23 Liberator
Changes:
Weapon: AR-23P Liberator Penetrator
Changes
Weapon: AR-23C Liberator Concussive
Changes
Weapon: AR-61 Tenderizer
Changes
Weapon: BR-14 Adjudicator
Changes
B. Marksman Rifles
Weapon: R-63 Diligence
Changes
Weapon: R-63CS Diligence Counter Sniper
Changes
C. Submachine Guns
Weapon: MP-98 Knight
Changes:
Weapon: SMG-37 Defender
Changes
Weapon: SMG-72 Pummeler
Changes
- Damage 65 -> 70
Reasoning: Match its damage with the Defender, while keeping other weaknesses in comparison to the Defender.
D. Shotguns
Weapon: SG-8 Punisher
Changes:
Weapon: SG-8S Slugger
Changes:
Weapon: SG-225 Breaker
Changes
Weapon: SG-225SP Breaker Spray&Pray
Changes:
Weapon: SG-225IE Breaker Incendiary
Changes:
E. Explosive
Weapon: CB-9 Exploding Crossbow
Changes:
Weapon: JAR-5 Dominator
Changes:
Weapon: R-36 Eruptor
Changes:
F. Energy-Based
Weapon: SG-8P Punisher Plasma
Changes:
Weapon: ARC-12 Blitzer
Changes:
Weapon: LAS-5 Scythe
Changes:
Weapon: LAS-16 Sickle
Changes:
Weapon: PLAS-1 Scorcher
Changes:
Weapon: Plas-101 Purifier
Changes:
Conclusion:
Hey again! Thanks for reading if you have. Do you think these changes are unbalanced? Good, I don't care. Make it fun not balanced first. Once every weapon is unfathomably based, then I might consider making weapons weaker. I won't lose sleep for Sickle having 6 mags instead of 3.
Edit: I forgot to do secondaries! Oops.
I think most of them are fine idk. Give the new deagle matched damage to the senator. Make the dagger basically impossible to overheat, its the opposite of a glass cannon, mid asf but basically impossible to lose ammo with. Peacemaker should basically have 0 recoil as a standard pistol you wield two handed.
submitted by 1oAce to Helldivers [link] [comments]
So with that in mind, 312 hours played with a variety of equipment, all the warbond weapons unlocked. I'd like to make a comprehensive list of how I would improve every single weapon, just based on my personal opinion playing the game at Helldive and lower.
A lot of these changes are going to be in relation to each other, for reference.
Structure:
Weapon:
Changes:
Reasoning:
A. Assault Rifles
Weapon: AR-23 Liberator
Changes:
- Capacity 45 -> 60
Weapon: AR-23P Liberator Penetrator
Changes
- Capacity 30 -> 45
- Damage 45 -> 55
Weapon: AR-23C Liberator Concussive
Changes
- Capacity 30 -> 45
- Recoil 28 -> 20
- 320 -> 450
Weapon: AR-61 Tenderizer
Changes
- Capacity 35 -> 40
- Damage 60 -> 75
- Refill Full Magazines at Resupply and 4 Magazines From Boxes
Weapon: BR-14 Adjudicator
Changes
- Recoil 40 -> 25
- Damage 80 -> 100
B. Marksman Rifles
Weapon: R-63 Diligence
Changes
- Recoil 35 -> 25
- Damage 125 -> 140
- Fire Rate 350 -> 400
Weapon: R-63CS Diligence Counter Sniper
Changes
- Recoil 53 -> 40
- Damage 140 -> 150
C. Submachine Guns
Weapon: MP-98 Knight
Changes:
- Capacity 50 -> 100
Weapon: SMG-37 Defender
Changes
- Capacity 45 -> 55
Weapon: SMG-72 Pummeler
Changes
- Damage 65 -> 70
Reasoning: Match its damage with the Defender, while keeping other weaknesses in comparison to the Defender.
D. Shotguns
Weapon: SG-8 Punisher
Changes:
- Capacity 16 -> 20
- Recoil 120 -> 90
- Fire Rate 80 -> 120
Weapon: SG-8S Slugger
Changes:
- Capacity 16 -> 20
- Recoil 120 -> 90
- Fire Rate 80 -> 120
- Restore Stagger
Weapon: SG-225 Breaker
Changes
- Capacity 13 -> 20
- Recoil 55 -> 50
Weapon: SG-225SP Breaker Spray&Pray
Changes:
- Damage 192 -> 220
- Capacity 26 -> 30
- Fire Rate 330 -> 400
Weapon: SG-225IE Breaker Incendiary
Changes:
- Full Auto Fire Mode
- Fire Rate 300 -> 330
E. Explosive
Weapon: CB-9 Exploding Crossbow
Changes:
- Capacity 5 -> 10
- Fire Rate 50 -> 100
Weapon: JAR-5 Dominator
Changes:
- Recoil 75 -> 50
- Damage 275 -> 300
- Improved Ergonomics
Weapon: R-36 Eruptor
Changes:
- Damage 420 -> 500
- Fire Rate 25 -> 50
F. Energy-Based
Weapon: SG-8P Punisher Plasma
Changes:
- Damage 250 -> 275
- Capacity 8 -> 12
- Recoil 110 -> 100
- Fire Rate 80 -> 100
- Splash Area Increase
Weapon: ARC-12 Blitzer
Changes:
- Damage 250 -> 275
- Fire Rate 45 -> 50
Weapon: LAS-5 Scythe
Changes:
- Damage 350 -> 400
- Fire Limit 8 -> 10
Weapon: LAS-16 Sickle
Changes:
- Magazines 3 -> 6
Weapon: PLAS-1 Scorcher
Changes:
- Full- Auto Mode
- Capacity 15 -> 25
Weapon: Plas-101 Purifier
Changes:
- Variable Zoom Scope
- Damage 250 -> 300
- Scaling Damage Based on Charge 300 -> 500
Conclusion:
Hey again! Thanks for reading if you have. Do you think these changes are unbalanced? Good, I don't care. Make it fun not balanced first. Once every weapon is unfathomably based, then I might consider making weapons weaker. I won't lose sleep for Sickle having 6 mags instead of 3.
Edit: I forgot to do secondaries! Oops.
I think most of them are fine idk. Give the new deagle matched damage to the senator. Make the dagger basically impossible to overheat, its the opposite of a glass cannon, mid asf but basically impossible to lose ammo with. Peacemaker should basically have 0 recoil as a standard pistol you wield two handed.
2024.05.10 16:59 battlefield BATTLEFIELD 2042 UPDATE #7.2.0
 | https://preview.redd.it/clxez1jeolzc1.jpg?width=1920&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=336dff33aaad5df9bd80e9572b42da8d36994f70 submitted by battlefield to battlefield2042 [link] [comments] Hello there, It’s time for another Update Notes blog as we are launching Update #7.2.0 on May 14, 2024! The team has been working on several areas, including Vehicles, Weapons, and additional Visual Recoil improvements for this patch. Below you can find a full list of changes and we are of course looking forward to your feedback once you get your hands on Update #7.2.0 next Tuesday. // The Battlefield Team Stay Informed Follow us on Reddit and @Battlefield to stay informed on the latest news, and on @BattlefieldComm for the rollout of updates and other live service changes. Deliver Death from Above!New gear means new ways to tackle the enemy, this May 14th you’ll be able to work towards unlocking the highly versatile DFR Strife LMG and the all-new cutting edge, remote-controlled aerial bomber the XFAD-4 Draugr.Ingame progression and natural play of Control Unlocked contributes towards the unlocking of the XFAD-4 Draugr (40 Ribbons) and the DFR Strife LMG (80 Ribbons) allowing you to use these cutting edge pieces of hardware across the Battlefield. Don’t worry if you miss out on this limited time event, as you will still be able to earn them through ingame assignments at a later date. We look forward to seeing you capture and hold objectives in the limited timed mode Control Unlocked, as you begin to work your way towards delivering death from above with the XFAD-4 Draugr on May 14. https://preview.redd.it/c41kg4ygolzc1.jpg?width=1920&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=480ffb13e9b5ec1a9018bed03a24a73eb4abc30a A New Strike Team is formed…Under the global assault of the Thousand Petals Coalition a new strike team has been tasked to capture and secure Arkangel assets before they fall into the hands of the Coalition.We'll share full details with you as we get closer to the launch of this all-new event in the coming weeks. Expect new earnable cosmetics to acquire and we look forward to seeing you outsmart the opposition. https://preview.redd.it/nb5p2cnjolzc1.jpg?width=1500&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3821b70eb4378eb6d91ec82003fa1031ef2d73a7 Areas of ImprovementsVehicle ImprovementsWe’re happy to see that Attack Helicopters since our latest changes have become a force to be reckoned with, with players engaging with them more and more, as well as finding out new ways to use them to their advantage on the Battlefield. We think that they are, for most part, in a good spot. However, due to the combined firepower of both pilot and gunner they have been over performing in one aspect: Destroying Armored Ground Vehicles. We believe at its current state the Attack Helicopter can easily destroy any vehicle in too short of a timeframe and we are toning that down a little by reducing the firepower of some of the more potent weapons vs armored vehicles, to address this:
We are aware of the long lasting issue of vehicles camping hills and it has become a bit more exaggerated when Irish’ APS Shootdown Sentinel is included into this equation. With Update #7.2.0 we are removing the capabilities for this Specialist Gadget to shootdown any Anti Vehicle Weapon or Gadgets. This should allow Air Vehicles and Infantry to once again attack such ground vehicles, as well as pushing the gadget itself into a more infantry-focused mentality. MacKay This Season in general we are aiming to slightly slow down the pace of the game and the biggest offenders that can oftentimes feel like they are pushing the limits too much. We are starting with MacKay by making his gadget more defensive and strategic rather than having it as an aggressive enabler offensively. To do that we are increasing the cooldown of the grapple from 11 seconds to 25 and we are also lowering the boost of his trait “Nimble” which grants a boost to movement speed while aiming down sights from 40% to 25%. Additionally, in a future patch, we will be implementing a force reload animation when equipping the weapon to further emphasize the strategic use of the gadget. Systemic repair Continuing with the effort to slow down the pace of the game, we are increasing the time it takes for the systemic repair system to repair the health of a vehicle. The rate at which this repairs is defined by the role and class type of the vehicle in consideration with their gameplay expectations. All vehicles beside Bolte, EBLC-Ram, the upcoming Draugr and all ground transport vehicles will repair 25HP in 8.6 seconds, up from 5 seconds. This change is meant to emphasize the role of engineers and help slow down the pace in these combat moments, where before it was possible to nullify taken damage nearly instantaneously by pressing a single button. ChangelogAI, Soldiers & General Improvements
SMGs Further tweaks and improvements for the following Weapon and Scope combinations:
Air Attack Vehicles
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2024.05.09 21:28 JSBL_ Can we talk about the MP-98 KNIGHT SMG while we discuss primary weapons, please?
Hello! LO
MP-98 Knight. The P90 of Super Earth. A one handed SMG that has an insane fire rate of 1380 rounds per minute. It is the highest rate of fire out of any weapon I have checked. This thing is faster even than Stalwart at max RPMs. And oh boy, KNIGHT IS FUN! But could be more fun with a super simple tweak that I suggest in this post here. It doesn't touch the gun's stats at all. Hear me out.
the boye in question
As I mentioned previously, the ammo economy for DEFENDER and PUMMELER is just fine. Partly because they are more precise. The slower rate of fire makes it easier to stop firing right after the enemy dies when compared to the KNIGHT. You also get 3 magazines per ammo box, which means you can fill pretty much 100% of your ammo just by using two boxes. The KNIGHT requires 3, and it requires them very often.
Honestly? I never struggle with ammo at all unless I go crazy. This gun is the only one where the struggle is actually real. Noticable. Game changing at times, actually (at least from my experience).
Therefore, my suggestion is as follows:
Please, Arrowhead. Increase the amount of mags we pick up while using the KNIGHT SMG. It would be a great quality of life for this weapon and make it even more fun. It's already fine as it is, personally I think it doesn't need any tweaks when it comes to the stats. It's just that we could use some more mags from the ammo and resupply boxes.
plz <3
tl;dr - all SMGs come with 7 mags. Defender and pummeler which are not ammo hungry get 3 mags per ammo box. The super ammo hungry Knight gets two. Can we increase the amount of mags in ammo boxes for Knight? The Resupply box also grants you 5 mags instead of 7 for the Knight.
submitted by JSBL_ to helldivers2 [link] [comments]
MP-98 Knight. The P90 of Super Earth. A one handed SMG that has an insane fire rate of 1380 rounds per minute. It is the highest rate of fire out of any weapon I have checked. This thing is faster even than Stalwart at max RPMs. And oh boy, KNIGHT IS FUN! But could be more fun with a super simple tweak that I suggest in this post here. It doesn't touch the gun's stats at all. Hear me out.
the boye in question
- It comes with 7 magazines, 50 bullets each.
- It's hard to aim with this thing therefore you quite often find yourself in a position to spray and pray if there are many bugs around (especially with the current MO and difficulty 8-9). Therefore, there is a high probability that you will waste a good chunk of ammo.
- Often requires an almost full mag dump to kill high value targets such as Stalkers
- Basically, in short - the ammo economy for this weapon is very important for it to shine.
BUT!
We currently have 3 SMGs. The SMG-37 DEFENDER and newly added SMG-72 PUMMELER. Their fire rate is like a third of KNIGHT. The ammo economy on these two SMGs is just fine, honestly. You can safely go around the map and collect ammo boxes and be okay while using those two. Now, here comes the important part:You get three magazines per ammo box with those two SMGs. You get TWO with the KNIGHT.
You also get all 7 magazines for PUMMELER and DEFENDER while you only get 5 for the KNIGHT per Resupply box.
Why does the extremely ammo hungry Knight get less magazines per ammo/resupply box than the other two? The in-game model for the magazines is almost the same size, so they definitely could fit inside those little boxes.As I mentioned previously, the ammo economy for DEFENDER and PUMMELER is just fine. Partly because they are more precise. The slower rate of fire makes it easier to stop firing right after the enemy dies when compared to the KNIGHT. You also get 3 magazines per ammo box, which means you can fill pretty much 100% of your ammo just by using two boxes. The KNIGHT requires 3, and it requires them very often.
Honestly? I never struggle with ammo at all unless I go crazy. This gun is the only one where the struggle is actually real. Noticable. Game changing at times, actually (at least from my experience).
Therefore, my suggestion is as follows:
Please, Arrowhead. Increase the amount of mags we pick up while using the KNIGHT SMG. It would be a great quality of life for this weapon and make it even more fun. It's already fine as it is, personally I think it doesn't need any tweaks when it comes to the stats. It's just that we could use some more mags from the ammo and resupply boxes.
plz <3
tl;dr - all SMGs come with 7 mags. Defender and pummeler which are not ammo hungry get 3 mags per ammo box. The super ammo hungry Knight gets two. Can we increase the amount of mags in ammo boxes for Knight? The Resupply box also grants you 5 mags instead of 7 for the Knight.
2024.05.09 20:42 JSBL_ Can we talk about the MP-98 KNIGHT SMG while we discuss primary weapons, please?
 | Hello! LO submitted by JSBL_ to Helldivers [link] [comments] MP-98 Knight. The P90 of Super Earth. A one handed SMG that has an insane fire rate of 1380 rounds per minute. It is the highest rate of fire out of any weapon I have checked. This thing is faster even than Stalwart at max RPMs. And oh boy, KNIGHT IS FUN! But could be more fun with a super simple tweak that I suggest in this post here. It doesn't touch the gun's stats at all. Hear me out. the boye in question
BUT!We currently have 3 SMGs. The SMG-37 DEFENDER and newly added SMG-72 PUMMELER. Their fire rate is like a third of KNIGHT. The ammo economy on these two SMGs is just fine, honestly. You can safely go around the map and collect ammo boxes and be okay while using those two. Now, here comes the important part:You get three magazines per ammo box with those two SMGs. You get TWO with the KNIGHT.You also get all 7 magazines for PUMMELER and DEFENDER while you only get 5 for the KNIGHT per Resupply box.Why does the extremely ammo hungry Knight get less magazines per ammo/resupply box than the other two? The in-game model for the magazines is almost the same size, so they definitely could fit inside those little boxes.As I mentioned previously, the ammo economy for DEFENDER and PUMMELER is just fine. Partly because they are more precise. The slower rate of fire makes it easier to stop firing right after the enemy dies when compared to the KNIGHT. You also get 3 magazines per ammo box, which means you can fill pretty much 100% of your ammo just by using two boxes. The KNIGHT requires 3, and it requires them very often. Honestly? I never struggle with ammo at all unless I go crazy. This gun is the only one where the struggle is actually real. Noticable. Game changing at times, actually (at least from my experience). Therefore, my suggestion is as follows: Please, Arrowhead. Increase the amount of mags we pick up while using the KNIGHT SMG. It would be a great quality of life for this weapon and make it even more fun. It's already fine as it is, personally I think it doesn't need any tweaks when it comes to the stats. It's just that we could use some more mags from the ammo and resupply boxes. plz <3 tl;dr - all SMGs come with 7 mags. Defender and pummeler which are not ammo hungry get 3 mags per ammo box. The super ammo hungry Knight gets two. Can we increase the amount of mags in ammo boxes for Knight? The Resupply box also grants you 5 mags instead of 7 for the Knight. |
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|---|---|---|---|
| Rpro | Propane Adaptor | FREE with any item | pics |
| Valken | NiMH Charger | FREE with any item | pics |
| Valken | Echo Googles | FREE with any item | pics |
| Rpro | Sight Protector | FREE with $70+ | pics |
| EF | 0.20 Tracers | FREE with $100+ | pics |
| AI | Gungas Kit | FREE with $130+ | pics |
| Valken | Kilo Sling | FREE with $150+ | pics |
| Rpro | Reflex | FREE with $180+ | pics |
| Rpro | M600 | FREE with $200+ | pics |
| Rpro | APL | FREE with $200+ | pics |
| FMA | FREE with $220+ | pics | |
| FMA | PEQ15DE | FREE with $240+ | pics |
| KWC | FREE with $250+ | pics | |
| Element | M300 | FREE with $250+ | pics |
| KWC | PT99 | FREE with $260+ | [pics](https://imgur.com/a/3oKok5b |
| Valken | RDA20 | FREE with $280+ | pics |
| KWC | PT99 | FREE with $280+ | pics |
| HFC | Launcher | FREE with $300+ | pics |
| KWC | PT99 | FREE with $300+ | pics |
| KWC | 1911 | FREE with $320+ | pics |
| KWC | SW40 | FREE with $340+ | pics |
| KWC | M17 | FREE with $400+ | pics |
| XCORTECH | X3200MK3 | FREE with $420+ | pics |
| KWC | Deagle | FREE with $440+ | pics |
| Madbull | XM203 | FREE with $500+ | pics |
| KJW | FREE with $620+ | pics | |
| WE | xDm | FREE with $620+ | pics |
| WE | 1911SV | FREE with $650+ | pics |
| VFC | M&P9 | FREE with $720+ | pics |
| KJW | SP01ACCU | FREE with $850+ | pics |
| TM | PX4 | FREE with $980+ | pics |
Collectors Pieces/Wall Hangers
Items in this section were not fielded. Tested and working.GAS RIFLES
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| WE | L85 | $650 | pics |
| - | MSK | $600 | pics |
| - | CQBR Kit2 | $550 | pics |
| - | M416 Kit | $950 | pics |
| - | M4 STRIKE | $580 | pics |
| - | M4 MB DD 7" FDE | $500 | pics |
| - | M4 SWS | $680 | pics |
| - | M4 RIS kit | $650 | pics |
| - | 416 | $500 | pics |
| - | 416 CQB PKG #1 | $740 | pics |
| - | 416 CQB PKG #2 | $650 | pics |
| - | 416 CQB | $600 | pics |
| - | CQBR KIT | $650 | pics |
| - | PDWL BK | $520 | pics |
| - | SCARL Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | SCARL BK | $540 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWA | MP7 Kit | $630 | pics |
| KWC | $270 | pics | |
| GHK | COLT M4RIS 14.5"(2019) | $1100 | pics |
| G&G | SMC9 Kit | $700 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| TM | M9A1#2 | $250 | pics |
| - | P226E2 | $230 | pics |
| - | 5.1 | $360 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | P226E2 2mags | $240 | pics |
| - | M&P9 | $340 | pics |
| - | G17G3 | $280 | pics |
| - | M9 Chrome | $400 | pics |
| - | MEU | $320 | pics |
| - | 1911 Series '70 | $320 | pics |
| - | USP | $420 | pics |
| - | USPC Kit | $480 | pics |
| - | USPC Kit2 | $400 | pics |
| - | 5-7 | $350 | pics |
| - | xDm | $230 | pics |
| - | PX4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G17 w/2mags | $400 | pics |
| - | G17 Custom DE | $320 | pics |
| - | G17 w/2mags | $300 | pics |
| - | M9A1 | $350 | pics |
| - | M92F Military | $280 | pics |
| - | XDM | $190 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| WE | G17 HEX | $250 | pics |
| - | MEU DT | $250 | pics |
| - | F226 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | G27 Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | Luger Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | PX4 DT Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | G17 Kit2 | $330 | pics |
| - | G17 Kit4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G17 Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | G18C Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | G18C G4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G18C | $220 | pics |
| - | G19 Kit | $370 | pics |
| - | G19 G4 | $230 | pics |
| - | G23 Kit | $360 | pics |
| - | G23 G4 BK | $230 | pics |
| - | G26C ADV Tan | $210 | pics |
| - | G33ADV Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | G35 BK/GD | $250 | pics |
| - | G35DT Kit | $340 | pics |
| - | G17 Dual | $360 | pics |
| - | Luger w/SIL | $200 | pics |
| - | Luger SV | $250 | pics |
| - | P38 SV | $240 | pics |
| - | F228 Kit | $290 | pics |
| - | F229R Kit2 | $300 | pics |
| - | F229 | $190 | pics |
| - | F226 DT | $240 | pics |
| - | F229 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | F226 TAN | $230 | pics |
| - | M902 | $260 | pics |
| - | M9A1 w/SIL | $250 | pics |
| - | M9 Navy TN/BK | $200 | pics |
| - | 1911 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | MEU BK w/SIL | $250 | pics |
| - | MEU SV Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | KIMBER Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | KIMBER | $230 | pics |
| - | 1911DT Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | M&P9 BK/GD Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | M&P9DT | $200 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | M&P9T Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | M&P9C | $240 | pics |
| - | M&P9DT | $250 | pics |
| - | M&P9 w/case | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit2 | $330 | pics |
| - | G17G4 | $250 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | G17G4 w/DOCTER | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G4 | $300 | pics |
| - | G17G5 | $300 | pics |
| - | PPQ M2 w/2mags | $320 | pics |
| - | FNX45B | $300 | pics |
| - | FNX45DT Kit | $440 | pics |
| - | FNX45B Silenced | $350 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KJW | P09UGSR Kit | $430 | pics |
| - | KP06 2mags | $230 | pics |
| - | 1911 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | KP07 Kit | $400 | pics |
| - | G23 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | M9 CO2 | $160 | pics |
| - | M9A1 Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | M9 4mags | $280 | pics |
| - | KP09 Kit | $250 | pics |
| - | P09 BK | $170 | pics |
| - | P09 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | P09 TAN | $200 | pics |
| - | KP05 | $190 | pics |
| - | KP05 Kit | $260 | pics |
| - | SP01 UGSR | $180 | pics |
| - | SP01 ACCU Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | KP01 Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | KP01 Kit2 | $290 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWC | MAKAROV | $160 | pics |
| - | SW40 | $130 | pics |
| - | 1911 TAC DT 2mags | $180 | pics |
| - | 1911B | $170 | pics |
| - | 1911 L.E. | $200 | pics |
| - | 1911 w/3mags | $220 | pics |
| - | 1911 | $160 | pics |
| - | MEU | $180 | pics |
| - | P08 | $140 | pics |
| - | 24/7 | $160 | pics |
| - | DEAGLE BK | $130 | pics |
| - | DEAGLE SV | $190 | pics |
| - | KCB89 | $150 | pics |
| - | M712 | $150 | pics |
| - | SW40 | $120 | pics |
| - | M17 | $180 | pics |
| - | PT99 | $120 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AW | G17DT | $270 | pics |
| - | NE3002 | $250 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Custom | $280 | pics |
| - | HX1005 | $200 | pics |
| - | HX1101 2mags | $280 | pics |
| - | HX1102 | $200 | pics |
| - | HX1105 | $180 | pics |
| - | HX2003 Kit | $320 | pics |
| - | NE2002 | $230 | pics |
| - | HX2302 | $250 | pics |
| - | HX2402 | $250 | pics |
| - | HX2601 | $290 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| EMG | STI/ TTI JW3 | $400 | pics |
| - | SAI 4.3 BK | $260 | pics |
| - | SAI 5.1 SV | $280 | pics |
| - | SAI BLU | $300 | pics |
| - | SAI 5.1 BK | $250 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KSC | Auto9 | $340 | pics |
| Marushin | FN 5-7 | $250 | pics |
| KWA | MK23 | $320 | pics |
| - | USP MATCH | $390 | pics |
| - | MK23 Kit | $450 | pics |
| - | HK45 w/2mags | $340 | pics |
| G&G | GTP9 TAN | $210 | pics |
| - | GPM92 Kit | $450 | pics |
| Umarex | SAA Antique | $390 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| G&G | AR15 SBR8 | $630 | pics |
| - | M14 EBR-L | $700 | pics |
| - | TR-418 | $630 | pics |
| - | Wildhog 9" | $330 | pics |
| - | SRL TAN | $330 | pics |
| - | GC Predator BK | $450 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | HK416 | $750 | pics |
| - | HK416 Kit | $900 | pics |
| - | HK417 Kit | $800 | pics |
| - | 416CQB Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | HK416 Calibur | $650 | pics |
| - | MK18 | $630 | pics |
| - | VR16 RISII | $630 | pics |
| - | SABER MOD1 Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | Avalon Calibur DT Kit | $780 | pics |
| - | Calibur CQC | $440 | pics |
| - | AVALON Calibur CQC | $560 | pics |
| - | Calibur Carbine Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | VR16 Kit #2 | $360 | pics |
| - | MK12 MOD1(SPR) | $670 | pics |
| - | Fighter MK2 Kit2 | $460 | pics |
| - | Fighter MK2 Kit3 | $500 | pics |
| - | VR16 Saber CQB | $380 | pics |
| - | VR16 RIS | $330 | pics |
| - | M4A1 | $330 | pics |
| - | M4 SOPMOD | $440 | pics |
| - | XCR-C Metal | $400 | pics |
| - | SCAR-H CQC | $600 | pics |
| - | SCAR-L | $550 | pics |
| - | SCAR-L TAN | $560 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| Krytac | PDW FG Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | SPR BK | $300 | pics |
| - | Vector LE | $1050 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S BK Kit | $600 | pics |
| - | VECTOR BK Kit | $1200 | pics |
| - | LVOA-C CG | $600 | pics |
| - | LMG PDW | $1100 | pics |
| - | PDW Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | SPR-M FDE | $620 | pics |
| - | Vector DT Kit | $1100 | pics |
| - | LVOA SBR DT | $500 | pics |
| - | SPR MK2 FG | $550 | pics |
| - | PDW FDE Kit | $580 | pics |
| - | SPPDW | $500 | pics |
| - | TR47 | $600 | pics |
| - | REC7 BK | $630 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S BK PKG | $600 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S FG | $560 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S FDE | $600 | pics |
| - | LMG-E | $850 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| G&P | Sentry DE | $600 | pics |
| - | TMR 10" | $450 | pics |
| - | Rapid Fire | $600 | pics |
| - | Defender | $580 | pics |
| - | M4 Ball Medium | $400 | pics |
| - | QRF | $480 | pics |
| - | MOE Carbine | $570 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| ASG | Scorpion Evo 3A1 | $600 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWA | SR10 Kit | $520 | pics |
| - | KR12 | $300 | pics |
| - | KM4 RIS | $400 | pics |
| - | SR12 | $500 | pics |
| - | SR10 | $500 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KA | COLT MK18 | $400 | pics |
| - | B.R.O. 15" | $500 | pics |
| - | M7 | $400 | pics |
| - | CAA M4 | $400 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| ARES | M4 DMR Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | AM014 Kit | $500 | pics |
| - | OCTAARMS KM03 | $430 | pics |
| - | AM014 BK | $420 | pics |
| Magpul PTS | PDR-C | $1300 | pics |
USED Guns
The guns below are used. They are tested for functionality and leaks.GAS Rifles
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| WE | $550 | pics | |
| - | SCARL Kit | $480 | pics |
| - | M4A1 RIS Kit | $720 | pics |
| - | M4 LVOA w/4mags | $560 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| TM+KWC | G17+PT99 Kit | $560 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| TM | G17G3 Kit2 | $300 | pics |
| - | G18C Kit | $520 | pics |
| - | PX4 w/2 mags | $330 | pics |
| - | P226E2 w/2 mags | $250 | pics |
| - | G17G3 | $280 | pics |
| - | G17G3 4mags | $460 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| WE | G18C Kit | $280 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit3 | $350 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit2 | $280 | pics |
| - | G17G3 Kit | $380 | pics |
| - | 1911 BK Kit | $300 | pics |
| - | MEU TAN kit | $250 | pics |
| - | 1911 7mags | $260 | pics |
| - | F229 Kit | $250 | pics |
| - | xDm Kit | $200 | pics |
| - | xDm Comp 2mags | $230 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | G17 Kit3 | $250 | pics |
| - | FNX45BK | $220 | pics |
| - | G19G3 Kit | $270 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit2 | $250 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Kit | $340 | pics |
| - | G17G4 3mags | $300 | pics |
| - | FNX45TAN | $325 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KJW | 1911 OD w/2mags | $160 | pics |
| - | M9 | $150 | pics |
| - | M9 Elite | $150 | pics |
| - | KP-01 | $130 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWC | Makarov | $120 | pics |
| - | M&P9 | $140 | pics |
| - | PT99 3mags | $150 | pics |
| - | PT99 w/2 lowers | $160 | pics |
| - | 1911 4mags | $200 | pics |
| - | 1911 4mags | $180 | pics |
| - | 1911 2mags | $100 | pics |
| - | M92 | $130 | pics |
| - | M92 4mags #2 | $200 | pics |
| - | M92 4mags | $180 | pics |
| - | Luger | $150 | pics |
| - | Deagle 4mags | $200 | pics |
| - | Deagle Kit | $270 | pics |
| - | M17 2mags #2 | $150 | pics |
| - | M17 | $130 | pics |
| - | M&P9 Kit | $250 | pics |
| - | SW40 | $100 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AW | HX1004 Kit | $220 | pics |
| - | HX2502 Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | HX1002 Kit | $280 | pics |
| - | HX1004 kit | $220 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWA | HK45 | $220 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| Krytac | LVOA-C | $330 | pics |
| - | LVOA-S Kit | $550 | pics |
| - | LVOA-C FG Kit | $520 | pics |
| - | CRB MK2 Kit | $540 | pics |
| - | SPR MK2 DT Kit | $450 | pics |
| - | SPR MK2 Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | Vector PKG | $950 | pics |
| - | GPR CC | $500 | pics |
| - | LMG | $750 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| G&P | LMT Kit | $300 | pics |
| VFC | VR16 TE1 Kit | $420 | pics |
| - | XCR-C(Metal) Kit | $380 | pics |
| KA | BRO 15" Kit | $350 | pics |
| - | VIS CQB | $360 | pics |
| G&G | SRL DST Kit | $340 | pics |
| ARES | M4 15" KeyMod | $290 | pics |
| - | OCTA ARMS KM15 Kit | $320 | pics |
| E&C | EC106 | $350 | pics |
Parts
(USED)(+SHIPPING $$)| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| AW | Hicapa Mount | $15 | pics |
| GHK | G5 Bolt | $85 | pics |
| - | G5 Barrel+Hop up | $60 | pics |
| VFC | G17G4 Lower | $130 | pics |
| - | G17G4 Externals | $150 | pics |
| WE | G17BBU | $55 | pics |
| - | Apache Mag | $30 | pics |
| - | M4 Lower | $150 | pics |
| - | SCAR-L Barrel+Sight | $45 | pics |
| - | G18C Parts | $60 | pics |
| - | G17 Slide/Barrel | $95 | pics |
| - | 1911 Silver Frame | $50 | pics |
| TM | 5.1 Midframe | $120 | pics |
| - | G17 BBU w/Nozzle | $65 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AEG PARTS | - | - | - |
| ASG | Scorpion Internals | $60 | pics |
| - | Scorpion GB | $65 | pics |
| G&G | V2 GB | $60 | pics |
| - | V2 GB#2 | $50 | pics |
| G&P | V2 GB | $65 | pics |
| Krytac | M4 Lower | $50 | pics |
| - | PDW Upper CG | $100 | pics |
| - | PDW FG Upper | $110 | pics |
| - | 5" Barrel | $40 | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| AW | 5.1 Lower | $120 | pics |
| TNT | H.L.R. Bucking 60 | $30 | pics |
| SI | AR Enhanced Grip | $40 | pics |
| DP | GhostRing2(TMG17) | $30 | pics |
| SLR | 2x VFC G17 EXT Baseplates | $100 | pics |
| G&P | 870 Piston Set 150% | $40 | pics |
| SPEED | 5.1 Comp Trigger Gold | $40 | pics |
| AIP | G17 Spring Guide | $22 | pics |
| WE | G17 Upper | $100 | pics |
| - | G17 Lower | $85 | pics |
| - | Apache Lower | $220 | pics |
| - | G18C Slide | $50 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Parts | $40 | pics |
| TM | G17 BBU | $50 | pics |
| - | G19G3 Internals+Slide | $170 | pics |
| Guarder | TM G17 Barrel | $65 | pics |
| - | TM 5.1 Nozzle | $40 | pics |
| 9Ball | M92F Sights | $70 | pics |
| - | PX4 Sights | $100 | pics |
| - | XDM Sights | $90 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Sights | $120 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Inner | $50 | pics |
| A1A | G17RB1 Kit | $330 | pics |
| - | SAI G19 Slide/Barrel | $190 | pics |
| - | G17 Parts | $45 | pics |
| AM | 1911 Hopup | $110 | pics |
| AM | Edge BBU | $65 | pics |
| AM | 5.1 Hammer and Searset | $50 | pics |
| AM | .45ACP 5.1 Gold | $170 | pics |
| Cowcow | TM Buckings | $20 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Barrel BK | $120 | pics |
| - | 5.1 Tornado SV | $180 | pics |
| - | 4.3 Gold | $125 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AEG PARTS | - | - | - |
| Krytac | M4 Receiver Parts | $40 | pics |
| Madbull | 363mm Inner | $35 | pics |
| A1A | M4 CNC Hopup | $25 | pics |
| Airtech | PDW EXT | $35 | pics |
| G&P | KAC AMBI Release | $60 | pics |
| - | M4 Externals | $300 | pics |
| - | STONER RAS | $170 | pics |
| Laylax | Vector KeyMod(L) | $220 | pics |
| MadBull | NSR 7" | $110 | pics |
| - | MK18 RISII BK | $165 | pics |
| - | Noveske 10A | $120 | pics |
| VFC | VR16 Lower | $150 | pics |
| - | VR16 Receiver Set | $250 | pics |
| - | 14.5" Outer | $70 | pics |
| - | HK416 Stock | $65 | pics |
| - | V2 GB | $100 | pics |
| - | 12" Quad Rail | $100 | pics |
| - | QRS Stock | $65 | pics |
| G&G | ETU 2.0 | $75 | pics |
| - | GOSV3 Tan Stock | $65 | pics |
| Magpul | Paraclip | $30 | pics |
| - | Rail Light Mount | $45 | pics |
| Magpul PTS | MOE Pistol FDE | $40 | pics |
| - | RSA Mount | $50 | pics |
| - | CTR Black | $110 | pics |
| KRYTAC | Vector Rail | $135 | pics |
| - | LVOA-C Rail | $150 | pics |
| - | M4 Receiver Set | $160 | pics |
| - | PDW Stock | $120 | pics |
| SHS | 32:1 | $25 | pics |
| - | 16:1 | $40 | pics |
| Prometheus | 280mm Barrel | $75 | pics |
| - | 155mm Vector Barrel | $90 | pics |
| G&P | M170 Devil | $65 | pics |
| SIEGETEK | Cyclone 14.09 Ratio | $220 | pics |
| - | 10.78 GS | $220 | pics |
| BTC | Chimera V3 | $120 | pics |
| - | Chimera V2 | $120 | pics |
Accessories
(NEW)(+SHIPPING $$)| Type | Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Sight | SIG | ROMEO5 | $270 | pics |
| - | Firefield | 1x22 | $100 | pics |
| - | VORTEX | SPARCII | $300 | pics |
| - | Valken | LPVO | $125 | pics |
| - | AIMSPORTS | 2-7x32 | $90 | pics |
| - | - | 1x20mm T1 | $80 | pics |
| - | - | 4X ACOG | $90 | pics |
| - | - | 4x32 | $55 | pics |
| - | LANCER | 3-9x32 | $65 | pics |
| - | NCSTAR | 4x32 w/laser | $110 | pics |
| - | - | 4x32 | $140 | pics |
| - | - | 4x30 | $50 | pics |
| - | G&P | T2 Tan | $90 | pics |
| - | Rpro | XPS 2Z | $100 | pics |
| - | Rpro | T1 Dual Mount | $75 | pics |
| - | Rpro | LCO | $95 | pics |
| - | Rpro | ACOG 4x | $150 | pics |
| - | Rpro | 3x Barlow | $70 | pics |
| - | Rpro | MRO | $80 | pics |
| - | Rpro | Doctor | $40 | pics |
| - | Rpro | 552+3X Magnifier | $150 | pics |
| - | Rpro | Reflex w/Laser | $50 | pics |
| - | Sniper | ACOG 4x | $110 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Tracer | Xcortech | XT301 | $90 | pics |
| - | - | X3300W | $150 | pics |
| - | G&G | Midnight Hawk | $90 | pics |
| - | - | Battleowl | $140 | pics |
| - | Acetech | Predator KAC | $200 | pics |
| - | - | LighterS | $95 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| FlashHider | 6mmProShop | 16mm+ 14mm- | $30 | pics |
| - | 6mmProShop | 16mm+ Thread Pro | $30 | pics |
| - | E&L | AK74U | $25 | pics |
| - | Madbull | DNTC04 SV | $35 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Suppressor | CYMA | LaRue | $65 | pics |
| - | Krytac | HPS4G | $100 | pics |
| - | 5KU | KAC QD | $85 | pics |
| - | - | PD 556Mini | $80 | pics |
| - | - | $120 | pics | |
| - | - | PD 556RC | $85 | pics |
| - | WE | Makarov | $35 | pics |
| - | Rpro | SF 556 | $100 | pics |
| - | G&G | Pistol 14mm - | $40 | pics |
| - | - | SS100 | $35 | pics |
| - | Krytac | $65 | pics | |
| - | G&P | Zombie QD 14mm + | $120 | pics |
| - | Madbull | 7"KAC 14CCW | $150 | pics |
| - | - | Blackside | $65 | pics |
| - | - | SWR 6" | $90 | pics |
| - | - | 7" K.A.C. 14mm + | $110 | pics |
| - | - | Gemtech | $65 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Launcher | G&P | M203 Navy L | $270 | pics |
| - | - | M203 MIL | $270 | pics |
| - | MBull | XM203L OD | $170 | pics |
| - | MBull | XM203S BK | $180 | pics |
| - | SPIKE'S | HAVOC 12" | $250 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Light | TM | CQX Micro | $100 | pics |
| - | Element | $50 | pics | |
| - | - | M600W | $90 | pics |
| - | FMA | PEQ15 Tan w/IR | $60 | pics |
| - | Rpro | X300U | $140 | pics |
| - | Rpro | X400 | $150 | pics |
| - | Rpro | M720V | $140 | pics |
| - | Rpro | SBAL-PL | $110 | pics |
| - | G&P | GP800 w/switch | $180 | pics |
| - | G&P | DBAL | $320 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Tool | XCORTECH | X3500 | $110 | pics |
| - | ACETECH | AC5000 Chrono | $75 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Grip | Rpro | SI Keymod | $25 | pics |
| - | Rpro | Red Keymod | $30 | pics |
| - | SI | Cobra | $35 | pics |
| - | Rpro | PK2 Metal AK | $40 | pics |
| - | UTG | Light | $50 | pics |
| - | Rpro | MVG | $15 | pics |
| Bipod | ATLAS | PSR | $120 | pics |
| - | - | - | - | |
| Mount | CYMA | M14 | $30 | pics |
| - | Rpro | MP5 | $25 | pics |
| Covers | SI | KeyMod FDE | $15 | pics |
| Type | Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Grip | Magpul PTS | AFG2 | $10 | pics |
| Silencer | Rpro | Navy Seals | $45 | pics |
| - | Rpro | 7" KAC | $60 | pics |
| - | WE | Pistol | $10 | pics |
| Launcher | ZOXNA | Shower | $50 | pics |
| - | HFC | HG-138 | $55 | pics |
| - | Madbull | XM203L TAN | $100 | pics |
| Light | Rpro | M910 | $70 | pics |
| - | OPSMEN | FAST501 | $40 | pics |
| - | Rpro | M600W | $55 | pics |
| Sight | TM | Micro Pro | $70 | pics |
GAS
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| TM | G17EXT(N) | $65 | pics |
| - | 2xG17(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | 2x5.1(U) | $80 | pics |
| - | P226(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | MEU(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 1911A1#2(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | 1911A1(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | M9(N) | $50 | pics |
| - | 5.1(N) | $45 | pics |
| - | 5.1 EXT(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | 4.3 BK(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | 4.3 SV(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | USP-C(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | USP(Leaky) | $20 | pics |
| - | PX4(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 5.1 EXT(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | 2x4.3(U) | $75 | pics |
| - | G19(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | PD G17(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | 2xG17(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | 2xG19(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| WE | 4xMEU(N) | $120 | pics |
| - | 4xG17(U) | $110 | pics |
| - | 3xM4(U) | $150 | pics |
| - | 2xG17(U)#3 | $40 | pics |
| - | 5.1(U) | $25 | pics |
| - | F226(N) | $25 | pics |
| - | 3x1911(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | SCARH(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | 3xG17(U)#2 | $80 | pics |
| - | 3xG17(U) | $80 | pics |
| - | G17(N) | $38 Each | pics |
| - | 2xG17(U) | $55 | pics |
| - | G17 EXT(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 3xG26(N) | $100 | pics |
| - | 3x5.1EXT(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 5.1(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2x5.1(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | 2x5.1#2(U) | $55 | pics |
| - | 2x5.1CO2 | $42 Each | pics |
| - | 3x1911(U) | $60 | pics |
| - | 5x1911A1(U) | $140 | pics |
| - | 2xLuger(N) | $35 Each | pics |
| - | M&P9(N) | $35 | pics |
| - | P-Virus(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | F226(N) | $35 Each | pics |
| - | 3xM14(N) | $70 Each | pics |
| - | 2xG39(N) | $140 | pics |
| - | 2xP90(N) | $70 Each | pics |
| - | SVD(N) | $95 Each | pics |
| - | PMC(N) | $85 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| VFC | $40 | pics | |
| - | $65 | pics | |
| - | M&P9(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | G19(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | 2xG17G5(N) | $70 Each | pics |
| - | G17G4(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 2xFNX45T(N) | $55 Each | pics |
| - | PPQ(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KJW | KP01 CO2(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | KP06(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | KP09(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | 2xKP09(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2xP09(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2xM4(U) | $65 | pics |
| - | KP-01 Gas(N) | $35 | pics |
| - | KC-02 Long(U) | $40 | pics |
| - | 3xKP-05 Gas(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | 2xKC02(U) | $80 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| KWC | 2x1911(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 2x1911 EXT(N) | $60 Each | pics |
| - | 2xM17(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | M17(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| - | M92 EXT(U) | $55 | pics |
| - | 1911 EXT(U) | $30 | pics |
| - | M92(U) | $25 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AW | 5.1 BK(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | 5.1 BK(U) | $30 | pics |
| KWA | $120 | pics | |
| - | MP7(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | HK45(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | USP Match(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | USP Match#2(U) | $40 | pics |
| G&G | 2xGTP9(N) | $45 Each | pics |
| - | SMC9(N) | $80 Each | pics |
| Marusen | FN57(N) | $50 Each | pics |
| GHK | Gmag(N) | $115 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| AI | $110 | pics | |
| - | 3x40Mike(U) | $200 | pics |
| - | Burst(U) | $45 | pics |
| - | 2x40MIKE(U) | $140 | pics |
| - | Cyclone Kit(U) | $110 | pics |
| - | 40MIKE(U) LEAKY | $50 | pics |
| - | Burst XL(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | MasterMike(U) | $75 | pics |
| - | - | - | - |
| Zparts | 2xERAZ OG(N) | $65 Each | pics |
| KIMERA | JR2(N) | $50 | pics |
| SHS | 2x40mm(U) | $70 | pics |
| G&P | 3x40mm Capped | $160 | pics |
| Madbull | 2xM433(N) | $100 | pics |
| - | 2xM381(U) | $160 | pics |
| - | 2x922A1(N) | $100 Each | pics |
| Brand | Product | Price | Pictures |
|---|---|---|---|
| Krytac | 3xVector 40rd(N) | $40 Each | pics |
| Proarms | 4xM4 Mids(N) | $65 | pics |
| VFC | 3xQRS Mids(N) | $95 | pics |
| G&G | 3xM4 Mids(N) | $70 | pics |
| - | 3xTinted M4(N) | $70 | pics |
| - | 2xG2H .308 Mids(N) | $40 | pics |
| - | M4 Drum(N) | $170 | pics |
| - | M4 Mids(N) | $20 Each | pics |
| CYMA | 4xM4 Mids(U) | $35 | pics |
| - | 3xM4(U) | $20 | pics |
| - | AK Mids(N) | $18 Each | pics |
| - | MP5 Mids | $25 Each | pics |
| - | 3xP90 Mids(N) | $30 Each | pics |
| - | 5xM4 Mids(N) | $14 Each | pics |
| Bluebox | 4xM4(N) | $60 | pics |
| - | M4 Black(N) | $15 Each | pics |
| - | AK-47 Mids(N) | $17 Each | pics |
| Madbull | 5xAWM Tan Mids(N) | $95 | pics |
| - | 5xTROY Mids(N) | $100 | pics |
| Dytac | 4xCamo M4 Mids(U) | $50 | pics |
| - | 2xHEXMAG(U) | $30 | pics |
| JG | 2xP90 300rds(N) | $50 | pics |
| Modify | 2xXTC TAN(N) | $45 | pics |
2024.05.08 20:43 BigBuseroni My 2 ¢ on the student arrest
As more information is coming out, the more I'm starting to understand what the situation was.
Just to state facts, a student at the North district laundromats found a single cartridge in one of the machines that led to the arrest of a student who will be referred to as Chris. In his possession was an illegally modified semi-automatic Aero Precision firearm with a flash suppressor and telescoping stock. Along side that was ammunition and magazines for the firearm. The said drawings depicted are described as an individual shooting another individual as a crowd of people are watching. A bit of background from the suspect is that he is part of the Highlander Student Safety Team.
Additionally, there was no other evidence found that would point him towards the planning of a mass shooting. There was no tactical gear, body armor, manifestos,building schematics, or even additional weaponry. (Which all have been commonly used and found in other incidents)
Although the drawing is of a concern, I would argue he has more of a superhero complex. Which would provide context to the drawing, he was wanting to use the firearm on an attacker, not a crowd.
It is still very illegal and dangerous to be holding onto a weapon on a campus apartment. But that is why I believe in investigators and the court allowed him to post bail. As he didn't present a danger to the student body. It is also why he isn't being charged with additional crimes of threatening a mass shooting.
Although as stated in the title, this is my overall analysis on the situation provided by evidence and research I've made.
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Just to state facts, a student at the North district laundromats found a single cartridge in one of the machines that led to the arrest of a student who will be referred to as Chris. In his possession was an illegally modified semi-automatic Aero Precision firearm with a flash suppressor and telescoping stock. Along side that was ammunition and magazines for the firearm. The said drawings depicted are described as an individual shooting another individual as a crowd of people are watching. A bit of background from the suspect is that he is part of the Highlander Student Safety Team.
Additionally, there was no other evidence found that would point him towards the planning of a mass shooting. There was no tactical gear, body armor, manifestos,building schematics, or even additional weaponry. (Which all have been commonly used and found in other incidents)
Although the drawing is of a concern, I would argue he has more of a superhero complex. Which would provide context to the drawing, he was wanting to use the firearm on an attacker, not a crowd.
It is still very illegal and dangerous to be holding onto a weapon on a campus apartment. But that is why I believe in investigators and the court allowed him to post bail. As he didn't present a danger to the student body. It is also why he isn't being charged with additional crimes of threatening a mass shooting.
Although as stated in the title, this is my overall analysis on the situation provided by evidence and research I've made.