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 Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 8:56 am
THE TRUE RAZGRIZ you've got some issues with guns man, or at least your character does,  
(((Lol, I think it has to do with every time I get to use the guns, something happens where it is ended before I actually get to shoot.)))
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 1:55 am
Leona walked into the armory, fairly sure about what she wanted. She grabbed her armor, set it in place as well as the belt that would hold her Uzi at her side as well as the clips. Over her back and at her side, she'd also picked up her Motion Detector and Directional Microphone. With everything set away simply enough, she just walked on out, heading in the direction of the Motor Pool.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 2:46 pm
((I though anyone at rank Senior Initiate or lower couldn't use misc items like Directional Mics and NVGs.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 4:34 am
Mark entered the Armory in his standard digital sand fatigues, the magnetic doors sliding closed behind him sealing him in a clean and pressurized area protecting the weapons and armor located here from the harsh elements of the outside world. Mark walked by Joseph, the current supervisor at this late hour at night, while flashing his ID. Joseph momentarily looked at the ID before pressing a button located on his side of bullet proof glass.
A buzz was heard and the lock on the steel gate that held Mark from the customs cage was opened. Walking over to the repair bay, Mark walked over to the keyboard and entered his user-name and password. The green text on the computer monitor proceeded to locate the armor that had been sent in for repairs some time ago. The repair locker cycled through several different types of power armor before dispensing Marks personal armor and shield.
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After suiting up Mark walked over to the ammunition storage filling out paper work and scanning his ID in order to receive the several crates of ammunition and weapons he was going to need. Mark grabbed a nearby dolly and began loading the crates onto the flat, Mark wheeled them out of the armory and to the Motor Pool.
-Continued in Motor Pool-
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 6:15 pm
goes to a locker that says sniper pulles is it out and leans it on the locker goes to the armor and picks out power armor goes to another locker and get ammunition the gets evry thing and walks out ender_169 The Brotherhood Of Steel ArmoryHere is where you pick up your weaponry. Pick it up yourself so that no one has to be constantly on hand to assign weaponry. The Armory also contains a machine shop for the production of armor for both infantry and vehicles, along with the production of ammunition. Also, this is where you can upgrade weaponry, modifying anything from types of ammo, the gun design itself, etc. Also, you can repair weaponry and armor here. The room has lockers full of firearms, ammunition, armor, melee weapons, everything you need. There is shelves all around with tools along with workbenches. Machines are situated around the room for use of modifying weaponry, armor, and ammunition. Feel free to use this building to your full advantage.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 4:38 pm
*charges plasma batteries and loads them into rifle*
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 11:34 am
Cartagan walked in, remembering the first time he stepped into this building. young, excited, and a little scared. He looked down at his Kalashnikov. it has served him fairly well in the past, but, with as beaten and worn as it was, it was time to retire it. he Placed it neatly upon the shelf from which it came. and left it there to rest.
He then searched through out the armory for a replacement. He didn't believe choosing the same weapon would be right, or lucky for that matter.
damn, initiates. he thought, You'd think that they would keep this place less cluttered.. He poked around here and there, picking up gun after gun. None of them felt right. not a one!
he came to the end, amongst a handful of battle torn and abused rifles. He shuffled his way around the pile, feeling defeated, when he tripped.
Looking back he noticed an old bent Light Automatic Rifle. A FAL. "well, let no man say i don't believe in omens," he chuckled to himself. He Picked up the rifle and walked out.
(continued at the forge)
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 12:58 pm
(continued from forge-) Carrying his redesigned FAL, Cartagan stepped back into the armory. Now its time to outfit it.. He thought. He pulled up a few tools and a motion detector from one of the more pristine areas of the armory and set to work. placing in the connection components and toggle switch with the modded casing, he thought how he improved the gun overall. An attachable/detachable Motion detector was nice, but over all just helped him. the only real modifications he made was the reinforced body, and the modifications for a slightly larger sickle clip. but making the clips would be another day. for now he would stick for the standard 20 round straight clip.
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