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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 4:31 pm
SeanB101 *walks in with a smith & wesson in a case and takes it out and lays it on a table, then goes to a locker and opens it up, pulls out some bullets* me:  *poke poke* You need to eat somethin' boy. And that don't look like regulation armor. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Armor: Leather armor mk. II -----------------------Rank: Initiate Pistol: 9mm Baretta Rifle: Hunting Rifle (scoped)
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 8:21 pm
[Continued from Mess Hall]
*Pushing open the steel door of the armory, he closes it behind him, the heavy weight of the door making the hinges creak. Ender makes his way inside to a bench and takes out neccessary tools to make repairs on his Advanced Power Armor, stripping off the shoulder section of the armor where it was torn extensively by a Deathclaw in a encounter in the Wastelands, he lays the torn section on the table, releasing the pressure from the wounds making blood ooze down his now bare right shoulder. He decides that it might be mendable, the armor that is and sets to work heating up the blacksmithing machine that uses gas to power a flame very hot, enough to heat metal to a point where it can bend easier and he cranks the heat up enough where it'd be able to work with power armor easier. Taking a hammer, he sets the armor onto the grill, the gas flame starting to turn the armor cherry red and he begins to hammer the armor, with the armor peeled back and jaggedly torn, he slowly hammers it into position where it's almost touching and then takes the armor away from the heat, turning the machine off. Grabbing a welder, he moves it over to his working space, it was a special type of welder, something that the Research and Development team came up with to mend power armor easier and began to weld the armor until the tear in the armor was welded back together. He turned off the welder and headed over to the table, deciding to use a chisel to chisel off the excess metal from the welding bead to make it smoother, he finished it off with a wire brush and sand paper until he polished it smooth like it was before the encounter. Then taking a bit of paint, he repainted over the area to make it look like new.
Almost done it seems, just some broken oxygen hoses that needs replacing and all should be fine.
*Fishing through a locker, he finds some extra hoses and just pulls the old ones off, no point in repairing them with something since the integrity of the hoses would never be the same again, always weaker and having the possibility of breaking. So he replaces the hoses, snapping the ends of each hose to all of the right places and stands back to inspect his work.*
Meh, it'll do I suppose and I'm sure it'll hold up against a heavy attack maybe.
*Pulling the shoulder section back on, he grabs his cup of coffe and drains around half of it's contents from working near the heated flames that he used to repair his armor and decided to not spend a second more than he has to here, except to pick up a few more ammo clips from a locker for his pistols and a box of 12 gauge shells for his Pancor Jackhammer and heads out towards the Medical Bunker to use the AutoDoc to fix his extensively injured shoulder.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 9:40 pm
*walks in slowly and pulls out knife and places it on a table and gets a drill* ok now to make it lighter *drills holes in the handle and top of the blade but, makes sure not to make the metal weak* ok done *puts drill back and grabs knife and spins it in my hand as i leave*
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 1:39 pm
((Continued from Motor Pool.))
*Pulling the APC to a sudden stop in front of the Armory, kicking up dust as the heavy tracks grind to a halt, Ender swings the door open and hops out from the driver seat. Walking around to the back of the APC, he hits the button that lowers the door in the back, hissing from the hydraulics, the door lowers to the ground, forming a ramp to walk up into the spacious interior of the APC. With the ramp lowered, Ender walks into the Armory, pushing the door open and walks down a hall to the weapon lockers, where he throws open a locker to small arms ammunition, giving the inside of the locker a glance over, he locates clips of .45 ammunition and 9mm ammunition, throwing these into his personal backpack, he shuts the lock with a slam and walks a few lockers down to where heavier weapon ammunition is stored, quickly locating a few clips of 7.62mm ammunition, he then searches until he finds a box of 12 gauge shells, which he throws into the backpack and shuts the locker door. Next, he walks all the way down to the end of the lockers where the special ammuntion is stored, flinging the locker open, he quickly searches for 2mm EC ammunition for his Gauss shotgun, which is considered rare ammunition, but with the development of a small ammunition production center in the armory, it's not that rare where Gauss based weaponry can be used more often, with this thought, he throws two boxes of special made 2mm EC shells in the form of shotgun shells into the backpack. Now all that Ender required was to pick up his grenades, weaponry, and Environmental Armor. Opening up another locker swiftly, he pulled from it a Ripper along with some Micro Fusion Cells to power it and put it in a sheath on his belt. Walking around to a corner with a large crate and located where the Incendiary Grenades was stored, which he threw four into his backpack and secured one onto his belt for more immediate access and put the lid back onto the crate before opening the crate next to it, digging out five Plasma Grenades, he once more threw four into the backpack and secured one on his belt, with putting the lid back on the grenade crate. Striding over to the racks and lockers containing the weaponry, he opened up a pistol locker and took out two Desert Eagles .45 caliber pistols, that was modified from the original .44 caliber pistol and holstered them at the hips. With finding two submachine gun pistols called Scorpios, he holsted them in the holsters on his calves. Shutting the locker and walking over to the heavy weapon racks and pulled down a fn FAL (7.62mm) and mounted a sling on it for easier carrying, which he threw the weapon over his back and went to a gun safe which contained the Gauss weapons, which with a key, unlocked the safe and pulled out a Gauss Shotgun that fired either 2mm EC rounds or just normal 12 gauge rounds. Throwing the Gauss Shotgun over his shoulder with the fn FAL, he proceeded to the storage rooms, shutting the gun safe behind him. Walking down the halls reading labels posted on the doors, he found one that contained armor, which he went into the room and found crate of Environmental Armor which he pulled a suit out for himself and changed into with replacing the weapons back to their places on his personal self and pulling the crate of Environmental Armor out of it's stack of crates, he lifted it down the hallway until reaching outside, which he walked up the ramp of the APC and loaded the crate of Environmental Armors into the APC for extras in the event that they might be needed. With securing the crate, he walked back into the armory to pick out large crates of ammunition, weaponry, etc. Which several loads later, he filled the APC up to the it's capacity, leaving only enough room for a driver and passenger. He shut the door to the armory and went around to the driver side and got into the heavy APC and switched it back on, the muffler kicking up exhaust as Ender pulled out in the direction of his office.*
((Continued in Ender's Office.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 7:14 pm
He walked into the building, walking past all of the weapons racks and into the workroom, where the weapons were developed and maintained. He'd been in here many times before, cleaning, servicing, and upgrading his own weapons. Moving to the table in the middle of the room, Shani took hold of his sword's handle, reaching down again to his left side as he released the clamps holding the blade in place. He raised it over his head, resting it on the table. He grabbed a polishing cloth and began cleaning the blade. There was quite a bit of blood to clean off the blade from his earlier prey, the deathclaws whose lives he took in the testing phase of his sword. It was a very good thing that there was a drain in the middle of this particular table, because there was quite a bit of blood that was being washed off. As the blood and bile staining his sword fell down the drain, the various impurities sullying his sword, it shone once more. Satisfied that the sword was now clean, Shani took a towel and dried off the sword, then flipping it over and taking care of the other side. He then tossed the towel onto a pile of them, and went to polishing the sword with a cloth. It was already in good shape, but he wanted it to be in ever better condition for what came next. After finishing this step, the cloth too was thrown aside. Shani removed the right arm of his advanced power armor, temporarily sacrificing the protection of his arm, due to the safety of his location and the need for precision in this task. Shani took hold of a laser engraver sitting next to his sword, which he had decided on naming "Haman". The name itself had a nice ring to it, and it was also the name of his lost love, one he had not seen in a great deal of time. This sword would be his tribute to her memory, his partner in crime for the rest of his days. He took the laser engraver and went to work on the blade. The work was slow and precise, he would not do a haphazard job on this. He worked his way along the design, one forever etched into his mind, something that Haman had loved. He finished, and stood, observing his work. On the blade of the Zweihander there now lay a rose, engraved directly into the blade by means of the laser. It was perfect, just as Shani had envisioned it would be, it was exactly as he had wanted. He took hold of the hilt of the sword once more, the sword meaning more to him now than it had before, now that it was branded with the seal of his devotion, the embodiment of his oath to her memory. With his resolve and conviction stronger than ever before, he slid the blade in between the clamps on his back and locked it into place, making his way to the door. "Let's do some damage, Aibou", were the words that escaped his lips as he left.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 4:51 am
Walks up to the counter. Gets his armor and wepons.
Armor:Leather armor mk11 His own battle sword 9mm beretta pump action shot gun AK-47
Then straps on his armor,puts on his belt ties the tie on the blt to his sword. On the over side he puts his beretta on in the belt. Puts the sot gun in his bag and straps the AK on its strap on his back. Walks out towards the motor pool.
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 10:43 am
Oz placed his weapons out neatly side by side upon the workbench and studied them for a second before counting along the tools hung on the walls. Stopping at a hacksaw, he lifted it from the wall and placed it alongside his weapons.
Taking one of his revolvers firstly, he carefully placed it into a vice and tightened it up until there was no chance of it slipping out. Using the hacksaw he removed the trigger guard and then with a little solder, attached a new, larger one taken from a mounted gun emplacement.
After the first revolver was complete, he moved onto to the next, and then onto his pair of pump action shotguns.
Holding one aloft, he rotated it, inspected it, and gave a small nod of approval.
'Aah much better, now maybe my fingers will be able to fit around the trigger properly..'
Placing his weapons back in his locker, tidying up the workbench and placing the tools back onto the rack, he dusted off the filings of metal and strolled out of the armoury.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 5:59 pm
*walks in and looks at what everyone else does* hm.. *walks over to a table and sets down his blade and starts using a spell* summajigaf....... summarinac......... summatuivon....... *a glow forms around the sword and disappears* Finished.... *picks up the sword and walks away*
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:28 pm
konche *walks in and looks at what everyone else does* hm.. *walks over to a table and sets down his blade and starts using a spell* summajigaf....... summarinac......... summatuivon....... *a glow forms around the sword and disappears* Finished.... *picks up the sword and walks away* Please refrain from using spells, we're in no way based on magic in this guild, only realistic military weaponry, we tend to stick to a realistic world without any magic allowed in the guild.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 5:47 pm
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. sir. ido not know where to go.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 8:40 am
All right, to post what weapons and armor you have, you need to go to this thread and select your weapons depending on your rank, which is Initiate and you're allowed up to 6 weapons, which are limited, you'll just have to read the thread. http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=1583585The armory is where you can actually RP picking up your chosen weapons or say simply modifying your weapons with scopes, new triggers, different gas chamber design, etc.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 1:29 pm
*Walks in and picks up a glock and desert eagle.* This will do nicely.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 1:36 pm
((Remember to post your selected weapons and armor in the thread "Post your Weapons and Armor here" thread, which you start out at Leather Armor MKII, but it'd still be good to list it on the form. Posting your selected weapons and armor helps us all know what your character is carrying and is especially helpful in RPs if you participate, instead of having a character that pulls out any weapon that he chooses from no where.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 5:26 pm
*walks in, grabs some .44 bullets and leaves*
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 6:45 am
Walks around to get use to the place and sees his room
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