Post by tplayer47 on Nov 10, 2016 1:58:17 GMT
I started with a laser pistol, I bought expensive crafting components from Lighty, now I must prove I made it into a rifle.
**Cody Courion places his laser pistol onto the table, looking to the radio near, and he turns the dial. With music playing, he looks back to the laser pistol, reaching under the desk to retrieve his small toolbox, lifting it up and placing it against the wall on the table, his assorted pile of componets next to him.
**Cody Courion takes out a screwdriver, seemingly knowing the correct type to pick, and he's soon gently unscrewing the screws holding the barrel to the end of the laser pistol, having already unloaded it. When the last screw drops, he slides the metal barrel from the end, gently unhooking the fiber coil in place. He places it aside, placing the screws carefully into a small tray on the desk.
**Cody Courion slides the original screwdriver away, grabbing a smaller one, and going to work on the body of the pistol. After a bit, he's opened the side of exterior, looking into the interior of the gun. He slides his gloves off, and places them down on the table, reaching his nimble fingers into the inside of the laser pistol, and carefully unlatchening the small circurity. When he has it unhooked from the gun, he places it to the left, out of mind.
**Cody Courion begins to idly whistle to the tune of the radio, kneeling down so he's much closer to the pistol, closing one eye and peeking into the interior of the pistol. Due to the helpful lamp on his table, he's able to spot the fragile crystal inside, and he takes precise, trained, careful hold of the tiny object, withdrawing it from the pistol and setting it down to the board on the left.
**Cody Courion reaches his hand to the stock he had made the night before, pausing a moment to adjust the custom addition to the standard piece. He ensured that the cloth he tightly wrapped around the shoulder-plate was firm, and he placed it against the end of the laser pistol, taking the screwdriver from before, and tightening it into place on the gun.
**Cody Courion took hold of the barrel he had made from the componets, bringing it to the end of the laser pistol for a moment to judge the size difference. Being near perfect, he placed it back down, and took hold of the hammer hanging on the wall over his table. He carefully ran the barrel over the laser pistol once again, gently marking ends with a marker. Taking his hammer once again, he began to bang small holes into the original barrel, making sure to make them minimal.
**Cody Courion eventually ceases his banging, and places the hammer back into the hitch on the wall. He lifts up the laser pistol to admire the new small holes, and places it back down onto the table. He takes hold of the extended barrel still unattached to the pistol, and takes hold of the long roll of fiber optics. He begins to carefully run the wiring through the inside of the barrel.
**Cody Courion places the barrel down, taking hold of the larger cicruit board and carefully inserting it into the laser pistol's still open interior, though he pauses as the door to his room opens, and he lifts his head to look at the woman. He doesn't say anything, he just watches.
**Cody Courion watches for a little while longer, still holding the circuit board in his hand, and finally he gives a light shrug of his shoulders, smiling in good humor as he looks back to his work, "Mistakes happen," he says simply, sliding the board back into the open interior of the gun.
**Cody Courion takes hold of his screwdriver, gently screwing the circuit board into the backplate inside the pistol, "The AER9 is a universal weapon. Before the Great War, it was the standard issue for the United States," he pauses, looking to the interior for a moment, and carefully pushing on the board to see how taut it is. He places the screwdriver down, "Some high ranks in the Army preferred the smaller package of a pistol," he glances to her as he picks up a roll of more fiber optics, shrugging, "I don't. So, I'm turning it into a rifle, with some extra punch and custom stuff." He turns his attention back to the rifle, unraveling the fiber optics and running it through the interior.
tldr - made stock with components, got larger crystal/circuit board for increased intensity and load, used fiberoptics to connect new additions through longer barrel.
**Cody Courion places his laser pistol onto the table, looking to the radio near, and he turns the dial. With music playing, he looks back to the laser pistol, reaching under the desk to retrieve his small toolbox, lifting it up and placing it against the wall on the table, his assorted pile of componets next to him.
**Cody Courion takes out a screwdriver, seemingly knowing the correct type to pick, and he's soon gently unscrewing the screws holding the barrel to the end of the laser pistol, having already unloaded it. When the last screw drops, he slides the metal barrel from the end, gently unhooking the fiber coil in place. He places it aside, placing the screws carefully into a small tray on the desk.
**Cody Courion slides the original screwdriver away, grabbing a smaller one, and going to work on the body of the pistol. After a bit, he's opened the side of exterior, looking into the interior of the gun. He slides his gloves off, and places them down on the table, reaching his nimble fingers into the inside of the laser pistol, and carefully unlatchening the small circurity. When he has it unhooked from the gun, he places it to the left, out of mind.
**Cody Courion begins to idly whistle to the tune of the radio, kneeling down so he's much closer to the pistol, closing one eye and peeking into the interior of the pistol. Due to the helpful lamp on his table, he's able to spot the fragile crystal inside, and he takes precise, trained, careful hold of the tiny object, withdrawing it from the pistol and setting it down to the board on the left.
**Cody Courion reaches his hand to the stock he had made the night before, pausing a moment to adjust the custom addition to the standard piece. He ensured that the cloth he tightly wrapped around the shoulder-plate was firm, and he placed it against the end of the laser pistol, taking the screwdriver from before, and tightening it into place on the gun.
**Cody Courion took hold of the barrel he had made from the componets, bringing it to the end of the laser pistol for a moment to judge the size difference. Being near perfect, he placed it back down, and took hold of the hammer hanging on the wall over his table. He carefully ran the barrel over the laser pistol once again, gently marking ends with a marker. Taking his hammer once again, he began to bang small holes into the original barrel, making sure to make them minimal.
**Cody Courion eventually ceases his banging, and places the hammer back into the hitch on the wall. He lifts up the laser pistol to admire the new small holes, and places it back down onto the table. He takes hold of the extended barrel still unattached to the pistol, and takes hold of the long roll of fiber optics. He begins to carefully run the wiring through the inside of the barrel.
**Cody Courion places the barrel down, taking hold of the larger cicruit board and carefully inserting it into the laser pistol's still open interior, though he pauses as the door to his room opens, and he lifts his head to look at the woman. He doesn't say anything, he just watches.
**Cody Courion watches for a little while longer, still holding the circuit board in his hand, and finally he gives a light shrug of his shoulders, smiling in good humor as he looks back to his work, "Mistakes happen," he says simply, sliding the board back into the open interior of the gun.
**Cody Courion takes hold of his screwdriver, gently screwing the circuit board into the backplate inside the pistol, "The AER9 is a universal weapon. Before the Great War, it was the standard issue for the United States," he pauses, looking to the interior for a moment, and carefully pushing on the board to see how taut it is. He places the screwdriver down, "Some high ranks in the Army preferred the smaller package of a pistol," he glances to her as he picks up a roll of more fiber optics, shrugging, "I don't. So, I'm turning it into a rifle, with some extra punch and custom stuff." He turns his attention back to the rifle, unraveling the fiber optics and running it through the interior.
tldr - made stock with components, got larger crystal/circuit board for increased intensity and load, used fiberoptics to connect new additions through longer barrel.