[research][craft] What do you mean MGScr*wu2’s are OP?!

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 467 TWC: 467 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

It was a fresh autumn evening when Bailin had decided to take apart his old, trust; and by now obsolete, musket. It had been the first thing he had bought and had served him well. However, now it was time to learn the secrets of the gun forging trade, especially now that Fletcher had asked the warden for assistance regarding firearms and intended to create something new, a concoction of both mechanical and alchemical prowess and novelty. If the system would allow such a weapon would be something they would eventually find out, once everything was done. For now the warden started with loosening the small metal bands that kept the round, hollowed out, metallic barrel onto the wooden stock. [break][break] Outside the wind was blowing softly, the sound of soft and tender rain upon the roof quietly adding a gentle and kind ambience, only to be strengthened by the rattling of the wind through the few leaves that were still attached through the trees. Others were flying, or lying, upon the garden floor, strewn across as if some evil child kept kicking up the neatly gathered piles shortly after they had been collected. Inside the garage, annex forge, however there was no wind, no rain, just the cozy warmth of the forge and the tinkering of the mechanic, whilst Fletcher, presumably looked over the warden’s shoulders to see what he was doing. After a short bit the warden had detached the metallic rings and then proceeded to take his screwdriver and open up the firing mechanism, which was hidden by a metallic plate on both ends of the wooden stock, screws driven deeply into the wood. Once the plates came loose it was time to relieve the metallic semi-circle that protected the trigger from accidental discharge from its duty. The firing mechanism itself, now brought to light by the lack of plating, revealed a simple contraption. A small spring was attached to the trigger as well as the cock. The cock had a small piece of flint, which created the spark and allowed the gunpowder to ignite, hurling a bullet to whomever the gun was pointed at. The cock also had a small pin which kept it in place when pulled back, as one prepared to fire it. Pulling the trigger would pull the spring, which in turn would pull away the pin, which would sent the cock hurtling down to do its job; creating a spark and shooting the firearm. It was simple enough in its design and historically it was this that made the musket a feared and loved weapon. In this world however, it was not so much as an impressive weapon, but it got the job done, all one had to do was keep upgrading it to keep up with the level increments. [break][break]

[Fletcher]

Fletcher needed to know what the possibilities were. His whips to date were fine for short term use, or for scaring off enemies, but when considering how well they’d fare against some of the bigger beasts that the world had to offer, he found his read on the situations faring poorly for him. He needed something with a bit more impact, something with a bit more of a threat to monsters, but nothing without sacrificing his personal touch or charm the weapons he carried. He’d yet to run into someone else using a whip, and there was likely a good reason for that, alas, with his current scope of knowledge he was unable to make anything better. Operative word being make; while he could go buy a sword or something similar, they were a dime a dozen and common as all hell, his weapon had to be unique, special, and tailor made to a summoner in training. Bailin had agreed to help, the provision being that the plan be laid out as clear as day, although Fletcher needed to know how firearms worked.

Which led them to here, which led them to now, as Bailin pulled apart an old gun for him to see how the whole thing worked on a mechanical level. They’d decided that for the time being, working at Bailin’s workshop suited them both better just because of what was around in terms of available equipment while Fletcher still got set up at his own place. The dwarf looked intently as the gun was disassembled, taking mental notes about the individual parts as best he could. The first thing of note was the trigger; a given for any firearm to have an effective ‘shoot’ button for ease of convenience for battle. His weapon needed to have that, but upon further inspection the loop that wrapped around the trigger was there to stop someone from accidentally pressing it; a failsafe was also a nice addition to the design. Bailin took the plating off the side of the gun to reveal the mechanics of the gun, and the dwarf made a sound of awestruck approval. Trigger was attached to a spring that when pulled pilled away a pin that kept something else in place from falling; undoubtedly that thing falling was the triggering point for the whole fun to go off and do its job as a weapon. Already he was learning a lot, had a much better idea of how to at least start tackling the problem he had with his ideal weapon. ”Alright, so… How does loading this thing work now that I can see all the parts?” Fletcher broke the spoken silence between the pair with an interested voice and curious tone. The rain still relented in its gentle caress of the building, setting the tone for a fairly relaxed bout of research.

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 346 TWC: 813 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“It is a muzzle loading musket. You put in the musket ball, some powder, pack it nice and tight with the help of the ramrod, cock this lever, take aim; point it at the enemy, pull the trigger and boom.” The warden spoke, his voice in contrast with the gentle rains upon the roof. [break][break] “This model is from an ancient time, roughly two hundred years or more. The Prussians had trained their troops to fire four shots in a minute, though, truth be told, three shots a minute is more realistic.” The warden explained. For some reason Fletcher’s curiosity had him talking quite a lot. It was annoying, yet interesting. Drawing his newly acquired Luger and taking out the clip the warden continued. “This is modelled after a pistol of roughly a hundred years old. It has a faster rate of fire due to the feeding mechanism and the use of a pin, gunpowder in the casing and a riffled barrel, rather than the muskets smooth-bore barrel.” [break][break] “The primary principles remain the same for both gun and riffle. A pin slams into the back of the casing, which ignites the gunpowder. The force of the ignition only has one way to go, which is forward, launching the bullet towards the mark with high speed and force. “he continued, pausing to enjoy the soft splatter of rain upon the roof. An eerie feeling of peace slowly crept over him, taking him back to a time where it had amused him a great deal to walk through busy streets as the rain started to pour down and see almost everybody hurry towards shops as to avoid getting wet. [break][break] “The difference between rifle and pistol are the size of the clip as well as the rate of fire. Personally I prefer accuracy over a hail of bullets, which requires a slightly different firing mechanism than say, automated fire arms. Would you be so kind as to indulge me as to the reason you are so keen on learning the principles of firearms?” the warden asked, curious but still cold. [break][break]

[Fletcher]

Bailin made it seem really simple. Or at least, simple enough that Fletcher felt a little bit of embarrassment when the explanation came across as to how a muzzle loading musket worked. Put the things in the stuff and you have a gun, basically. The other parts contributed to the things being shot out of the gun, but that was basically it in terms of essentials. What bothered Fletcher though was that this thing was only capable of firing four times a minute on a good day, which meant a shot every fifteen seconds or so, which was slower than swinging a sword. Granted, if the damage was comparatively higher to compensate for the slow firing rate.

Bailin moved to his pistol, or something that looked akin to one and began explaining. This one was one hundred years younger than the musket in terms of design, and what he had gathered was that the hundred year gap allowed the invention of a firearm that fired much more efficiently to what was comparable on the market. This was what he was after, a pistol it seemed. Fletcher scratched his chin as Bailin finished off his explaination saying that they were, in essence, constructed the same. This was useful for if he got the process and result working, he could apply the same method to make different sized guns; at least Bailin would like the idea behind that. Then came the question Fletcher was waiting for; waiting for the reason why Fletcher was so interested in seeing how guns worked.

Fletcher put his whip on the table, far enough away from Bailin to not impose on his workspace without it being too far away to see clearly. ”Sometimes you just need something with a bit more of a kick. I don’t know how guns work, but you do. What I was thinking was possibly something a little too science-fiction, but it’s worth a shot. What I want to make is a gun, pistol or rifle that fires concentrated mana instead of bullets. I’ve got a source of this energy, and it’s good enough that you won’t need to reload the gun if it works out, but until I know for certain how guns work I don’t know how I can rig up something similar with Magitech.” Fletcher scratched his chin before continuing, holding back his excitement. ”Then depending on how it’s implemented, we could switch out the ammunition to just fire a different kind of mana, so we’re firing pure elemental energy; which I guess might be good when hunting monsters strong against normal bullets or have weaknesses to certain elements?”

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 342 TWC: 1155 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“If one requires more of a kick, we should perhaps venture forth to the larger calibre ammunition rather than a different form of weaponry?” the warden responded, inquisitively at the response he received from the alchemist. “Science-fiction has proven itself to be something that can become reality; I think our current predicament is the top example of that statement. We are working on plasma or laser riffles so to speak?” the warden continued, reassembling the musket. “How would one power such a devise? I can create mana-shard batteries which could serve as ammunition, supplying the power for the weaponry to fire. However, that would require us to create both high powered batteries and mana-shards, as I doubt the current variants would generate enough power. Unless you have another idea on how to power the weapons?” the warden asked, hinting that he actually expected the alchemist to give him something he could actually work with. The only thing he could think of was creating a system similar to a flamethrower, combined with the workings of the purity core. [break][break] Once he had reconstructed his musket the warden took out his riffle, the Kar-98, his second purchase and even trustier weapon. There he repeated the process of disassembling, taking great care and attention to the feeding mechanism, as well as the lever action mechanism. The rudimentary basis of the firearm was the same as his pistol, however, this mechanism required manual input and bullets were fed into the barrel via a spring mechanism, which was ‘activated’ by pulling the bolt back and forth, loading a cartridge and preventing the next one to jump in. Pulling the bolt back would also automatically cock the firing pin, which would be released when one squeezed the trigger. The magazine could be switched out by pressing a small button, physically taking it out of the riffle and allowing another one put in its place. In silence the warden worked, waiting for the alchemist to tell him what he wanted the warden to do, if it was at all possible. [break][break]

[Fletcher]

”Bigger ammunition is fine and all, but what if we’re shooting raw energy? I’m not a gun manic myself, so I don’t quite understand the ins and outs of how power correlates to… well..” Fletcher gestured his hands over the musket in Bailin’s hands, unsure exactly where the math sat in the firearm when determining how powerful it was. How powerful it was also determined how effective a weapon it would be for combat, although just how much that carried across from real life into a game environment was yet to be seen. ”Otherwise I think calling them plasma rifles is accurate enough.”

Powering the thing was something that Fletcher had already considered, and he pulled a bauble out of his pocket and set it carefully next to his whip. This was something that he had been working on, and was the step beyond what an Elemental Source Sphere could be. ”I can’t create mana batteries as it were, in fact, it didn’t even occur to me to make one; what I was thinking was this. Elemental Source Spheres are a near unlimited resource of whatever element you pour into it. Usually you’d need to get a pure sample from nature to make these proper, but when you can call forth incarnations of the elements, we can make as many of my kind of battery as we like.” Fletcher considered further. ”The energy from those we would just need to channel into the gun and make elemental bullets that way?”

Bailin meanwhile had been disassembling another gun, and from what Fletcher could gather was that this gun had guns bullets manually fed into it from a magazine. What about that?” Fletcher pointed to the gun that Bailin had disassembled while Fletcher was gathering his thoughts about what they could use to power the weapon. ”What if we had some kind of custom made casing made of, or containing a source sphere that fed energy into the barrel of the gun the same way that thing works?” It could be the most idiotic idea Bailin may have ever heard, but Fletcher was willing to just throw ideas out there; his method of brute forcing things to work with magic wasn’t necessarily going to work on something more fine-tuned than a firearm.

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 491 TWC: 1646 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“Raw. Energy.” Was all that the warden muttered as he continued to listen to the alchemist. The possibility was there, but how in all the levels of this new reality’s variant of hell would they pull that off. ‘Naming things would be the least difficult task we face on that matter.’ Thought the warden, keeping his face blank as always, intently listening to any, if it would come at all, explanation on how it would work. [break][break] “I can create mana batteries, one only need supply me with the mana shards.” The warden said, responding to Weavers lack of skill, which was probably limited by the game’s crafting settings, regarding the creation of said batteries. “How would one procure such a sphere?” was the first thing the warden asked. Shooting raw energy or elemental power was fine, but the how would be a rather grand and important part of the construction. It all hinged on how said power would be harnessed, converted, utilized and released; designing the weapons platform or carrier would all depend on these spheres. ‘Unlimited power, that would require something durable to maintain the carrier as well as something that would be strong enough to withstand and contain the power. ‘ the warden thought. “Elemental bullets are interesting, yet rather expensive. If one could harness the power of said sphere and tap into that and utilize it, I presume it would be more time efficient as well as having larger impact on the flow of battle. Think of it, though I lack knowledge of these spheres you were talking about, like this: the sphere is the fuel of a flamethrower. Through a system the fuel is unleashed like the flames of a flamethrower. If memory serves, such a device would be possible with the help of an alchemist. Alchemists have a form of conductive wire, which could possibly be reconfigured to handle the raw elemental power you desire to use.” The warden explained, hoping he was fine with, well, literally picturing a spherical orb of fire, water, earth and wind. [break][break] “It will have to be custom-made, I highly doubt anything relatively common would be able to handle the power you, or we, are attempting to tame. A bolt action variant would be possible, however, it would greatly diminish the power you seek, unless you wish a slow rate of fire, using the bolt to shut conduits and charge your weapon, sliding the bolt back and forth would chamber an amount of power, pulling the trigger would release it. It has potential, yet I fear I know too little about the power sources to give you any form of correct and solid response. To me it is all hypothetical and suggesting things that could possibly work. Perhaps if you could show me one of these spheres to show me what I’ll be working with?” the warden asked, walking about in his workshop, gathering several supplies required to construct a simple pistol. [break][break]

[Fletcher]

Following the explaination that Fletcher had delivered, it had appeared that Bailin was intrigued at the possibilities opening up to him. The dwarf could at least assume so by his demeanour shifting again, rather than speaking in the usual cold tone he usually had. ”If you need shards, that’s easily done; I stockpile them up every time I sit down to do some tinkering; turns out I can produce them faster than I can use them up.”

Picking up his whip and putting it back on his belt he pulled out a glass sphere and snapped his fingers; a small spark forming in the spot where the whip was. That spark morphed into a small, controlled plume of fire and in its wake sat the summoned creature, Salamander. ”Normally to make a sphere, dip your hands into lava while wearing special gloves; as a Summoner, I’ve got a source of pure fire at my beck and call.” Fletcher took out a glass buoy from his pocket and held it out to Salamander. This action they’d done before, and there was only one reason why Fletcher would pull out one of those glass spheres. Salamander opened its mouth and let Fletcher place the orb inside, the small dragon holding it firmly in position and channelling mana into it; licks of flame spiralling underneath the surface. ”I’ve found crystal and glass work well as containers for elemental mana, but I haven’t gone further than that based on what I’ve been needing them for. If we’re planning on upsizing, well… we may need something stronger.”

Then Bailin mentioned conductive wire. ”Oh, you must be talking about Reinforced Wire.” With that, Fletcher took out the spool of wire that he’d made before, a spool of wire with a glossy crystalline sheen to it. ”All it is wire coated in mana so that it can conduct mana the same way wire does electricity. It’s pretty versatile and can be used as filaments for light gloves or even heating tubes for something like a grill from an oven. This is also easy to make; just wire plus mana and boom; done.”

Fletcher did agree with what Bailin surmised of everything that they’d have brought up though. ”This bolt version you’re speaking of sounds less than ideal, but a good a place as any to start. I’m not a fan of going slow in combat though; going slow gets you killed unless you can ensure that your opponent is felled in one blow. Now while that’s nice, I just don’t see us being able to make something that strong just yet. I think the best metaphor we have for these things is that they are, in essence, the same as the mana batteries you were talking about before, except rather than mana, we’re talking elemental energy instead.” Salamander squeaked and Fletcher took the orb from the dragon’s mouth, holding it out for Bailin to have a closer look, prompting him to take the faintly warm sphere. ”There’s the sphere you wanted. This one’s obviously aligned to fire, but any element I have a summon for we can make, although we can get less refined versions elsewhere.”

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 673 TWC: 2319 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“I am aware of this, and I presume the shards would come in useful, however, I am as of yet uncertain on how to use them in combination with the elemental power you have just shown to me.” The warden responded after Fletcher handed him the small, tennis-ball sized orb filled with fire, granted by the powers of a summoned fire salamander. “This might work.” Muttered the warden as he held the small orb in his hand; “There is however, one problem, I am fairly certain I can create a flame pistol from this, yet something to fire something resembling a flaming bullet of fire however, would be slightly problematic.” [break][break] “In cartridges there is gunpowder, which produces the power or force to launch, or shoot, the bullet. We are lacking the force to launch the fire from this bulb, at the current state I could create a 16th century pistol, replace the knob with the orb and use the trigger to lift a sluice, releasing the torrential flames. The problem being, it will be quick burst of fire, so short range combat is all it can do. If it is not the bolt action you desire, then this is what I can offer you with the current means, unless you are aware of a way to turn the fire into a more solid mass. The only other way I can think of is using a barrel with riffling of reinforced wire to create a more accurate burst of fire, strengthened by your personal mana supply. Or, I could attempt to create something that would tap into the mana batteries, rather than directly into one’s personal mana supply." [break][break] Picking up the pieces he had prepared Bailin took up the barrel and showed the inside to Fletcher; “As you can see, there are indents on the inside, which follow a curved pattern. This is to increase both range and accuracy. If we were to make a barrel of which the higher parts are made of reinforced wire it would make the weapon more… susceptible for the use of mana.” The next part the warden took was the casing which housed the barrel and would allow a manual loading of the cartridge into the barrel by pulling the casing back, gently sliding the barrel into place. After that he took the handle part: “As you can see, this is the part where you place your hand and here you squeeze the trigger. On the lower side you would normally place the clip with ammunition; however, if we are to implement mana batteries, I would presume it would go there, for convenience sake.” Taking some springs and other little tools, bits and bobs which the warden used to assemble the next step of the pistol, he took up the trigger, just showing it to Fletcher, without saying a word, assuming it was obvious what the function of this particular part was. [break][break] “As you might have noticed I haven’t shown you the cock and firing pin, for those would not be required for our research project. However, as you would have thought, it would be required for this weapon. “Spoke the warden, taking said parts and putting them into place. [break][break] “The pistol is as good as done now, however, for our project, I would like to suggest we either place the bulb here” pointing at the location of the cock on the back of the pistol, “Or more to the front, here.” The warden continued, pointing to the lower part of the pistol, a few centimetres away from the trigger and it’s protective bar. “This is a model 1911 of the United States Military and fires a rather large calibre bullet, especially for that time. However, it works like a charm to stop someone, or well, it used to, here I fear one would have to empty the entire clip.” The warden said, a small hint of joking traceable in his voice, as he held the pistol out to the alchemist, the barrel pointing downwards to the ground. [break][break]

[Fletcher]

Bailin took the orb from Fletcher and looked it over, and began to explain the problems they were encountering. Unlike a normal bullet, which was designed as a casing to be propelled forward, raw energy didn’t have such focused direction. All they could manage was to let it spray out or be contained within the gun itself through valves, at least that’s how the dwarf had understood it. ”Couldn’t we just replaced a mana battery with one of the orbs and let it do it’s thing? I don’t quite know how the mana battery firearm works, but I’m assuming it’s not as simple as just changing out the power supply.”

Bailin showed him the gun and the finest of details of how they worked continued to crop up. As the mechanic had said, there were small grooves; the raised part being apparently what gave the projectiles their accuracy and range on the battlefield. Bailin said that making it out of reinforced wire would make the weapons more readily susceptible to mana; in theory. It wouldn’t be hard to do, because all that was required to make the wire was to just condense mana down onto metal until it crystallised, it was pretty straightforward a practise for the alchemist to replicate. The next part was the part you hold, and where you’d put bullets in. Bailin said that the mana battery idea would be focused around the handle for convenience’s sake, while Fletcher saw it as a move to use up otherwise dead space.

Next was the trigger, and wordlessly Fletcher nodded along as he continued to follow Bailin’s explanation on the parts of the firearm. Eventually, the gun was held out for Fletcher to take. He’d held a gun before, but after all the talking of the ins and outs of them made the whole experience seem so surreal. Especially so coming from after he had gotten used to commanding beasts of war as his method of engaging combat. The dwarf took the gun and keeping it pointed at the ground, turned around so he could raise it, pointed away from Bailin to get the gist of what it was like to hold a gun in this body. Held it in his right hand and supported the butt of the gun with the palm of his left, fingers wrapping around to grasp the hand holding the gun. It felt more deadly than holding a whip, although that was possibly the experiences from the other world bleeding over.

”Alright… Let’s see…” He spoke quietly, gathering his thoughts before speaking again. ”From holding this alone I reckon having the bulb at the front would make the weight more forward and maybe reduce the recoil? If this thing packs a punch, then a more forward weight should correct that kick, right?” He didn’t honestly know, but it was worth double checking as he was only guessing at this stage. ”So our problems are as follows, or at least how I see it;” Fletcher lowered the gun, holding it out for Bailin to take in the same way it was presented to him. ”We need a way to get blasts of elements out as opposed to a stream, otherwise we’ll end up with a flamethrower. We need to make sure that the range is comparable to another firearm if we hope to monetise the idea down the track. Finally, we need to make sure that we have enough control over how much energy is travelling through the device, otherwise we may end up having a volatile explosive on our hands. I guess we can weaponise that into say… a cannon or a mortar later if you really wanted to, but we’d need to do thorough testing before I’d be comfortable letting it be used in combat unsupervised.”

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 410 TWC: 2729 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“Using mana batteries as a source of power is purely hypothetical, however, the power to fire has to come from somewhere; either yourself or the mana batteries. It would be most strategic to have it come from the batteries, allowing yourself to use your skills as well.” The warden responded. Fletcher was right that how it would exactly work, but he figured it would require some small tweaks to the battery and pistols, mainly a conductive wire connecting the battery with the weapon. [break][break] After a short while Fletcher started speaking, as if he were thinking on every word, and somewhere along the way he handed the pistol back to the warden. “That sounds rather logical, though I would presume that the recoil has been taken care of quite well due to the game settings. However, yes, I would presume that would be a way to approach it.” The warden responded. [break][break] “Testing weaponry before battle is always wiser and yes, those are indeed most of our technical issues at the present time. However, what if we could harness the power of the mana battery to build up a semi solid mass in the back of the gun, say to form a bullet, which gets propelled through the barrel. As it passes an exhaust of the bulb near the front the two mix and the desired projectile is created. Yes, larger problem solving options should be researched on a later date, starting small would be wiser.” The warden agreed, scratching his beard, thinking on how they could actually make his idea feasible. Even though this was a game world which allowed them to cut some corners here and there, there was still the need to keep things practical. In theory his idea was fine, perfect even, in reality and with practical issues however there were quite some things that needed working out. For example: How would they create solid mass from mana, how would the mana react with the fire? How would the two components even mix? What would be the risks, what would be the range, the damage output? There were so many questions, yet they had made some progress. It just wasn’t enough, not yet. [break][break] “How do you suppose the fire and mana would react with each other? Assuming we can turn the mana into a semi solid mass?” The warden asked after contemplating and brooding in silence for a bit, gently stroking his beard while he was doing so. [break][break]

[Fletcher]

For Fletcher, having this thing run off mana batteries was the only option. His own mana was too valuable a lifeline to his summons and if he had to also use that same energy to use a weapon in the times he couldn’t use his summons, a lot of those times he’d be unable to use the weapon for not having the mana to use the much better option instead. It was reassuring that Bailin was already leading towards the option Fletcher needed, so he stayed silent. Recoil being handed by game’s systems was great given that his class didn’t give him the capacity to properly use guns, nor the stats to wield them as well with the fortitude needed to deal with recoil.

”How they’d mix would probably be something like how my summons are formed. Element plus mana to make it animated gives it form equals weapon, in theory.” Fletcher considered further, wondering what process he had inherent in his body that simulated this combining of forces to produce summons. That was effectively what they were replicating here, at least that’s how he was planning on rationalising it to himself. ”Are we thinking… Trigger activates charge from the battery into a chamber, it builds up to an amount, it’s released down the barrel, mixed with elemental energy to flavour it and it’s now an elemental bullet? This is, as you say, assuming we can turn it into a semi-solid mass.”

Then it hit Fletcher and he felt embarrassed, knowing full well what the first question that needed to be asked was. ”Which means that we don’t even need the orb at all if we’re just looking for a gun that fires out pulses of magic if that’s how guns and mana batteries work, right? The other side to that is that if the orb is the component that gives the mana form, and the mana is purely just an energy source, then we’d need to run a few experiments to figure out how much of each we need to make bullets. We can handle that with a valve I can rig up to our prototype to restrict the amount of elemental energy flowing in from the orb.”

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Pre War Luger (lvl 20) LH: Fall Back Option (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 346 TWC: 3075 Tags Fletcher Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“Presumably, yes.” The warden stated as Fletcher mentioned how he thought his summons were created. Though the warden had spent quite some time in this new world, he had never actually bothered to figure out how most of the things worked, presuming they were part of this world, or the game mechanics, and as such they just… were. “Yes, I suppose we are. However, this has to be a rather rapid process, lest it create a slow fire weapon with a high mana drain. It would exert the battery too quickly. Perhaps if we heat the mana, like the gunpowder of regular firearms, would it perhaps turn solid? If we were to add something like a gas to it as well, that could serve as the fuel to discharge the heated mana from the weapon.” The warden said, putting out his hypothesis. [break][break] “Firing magical is too broad to work with. Raw magic, or mana, could cause more harm to oneself by enhancing the enemy rather than hurting it. The orb will be required as it is a… shortcut to achieving the desired goal. If we take, for example, the magical fire from the orb, the stored mana from the battery, a heating element and the gas I spoke of; we could heat the mana in an attempt to make it a more solid mass, the next phase would be to add the fire element to the mass via the orb. This might create the flaming bullet you desire. The last part would be loading the flaming bullet into the launching tube or barrel and add the gas.” The warden continued, attempting to fuse the two ideas together. [break][break] “I would propose three separate chambers, like you suggested, so we could possibly start constructing a proper prototype. As a ways of skipping corners and perhaps making things easier for ourselves, we could try it without the gas at first, there is a possibility that the mixture is volatile in its own nature and thus does not require the gas to be propelled.” The warden suggested to the alchemist. [break][break]