Oc Weapon Ideas Novels & Stories

“You should get out of here.” “Are you still trying to pull that shit? I told you, if you’re staying, I’m staying. I didn’t pack this arsenal for nothing,” she retorts, gesturing to the weapons strapped to her body. I admire the young human's tenacity and innovativeness; talents she has graciously shared with my daughters. Opal weapons are something my daughters perfected thousands of years ago, but opal-tipped bullets? Now that’s a new one. “Just giving you a chance to opt-out,” Isolde says with a loving smile.

Things will change, soon. “Now that we’re talking here, what kind of weapon should I be making for her?” A chuckle sounded throughout the night wood. ‘A lightweight sword but strong enough to cut through the strongest of hides of creatures. It should also be inlaid with something that could poison any living thing.’ The figure in the woods moaned. “There is a thing that your children call Quicksilver, it can do the job.” ‘Azrael don’t worry so much about the future. Know that things will come together in due time.’

JACKSON Theo and I were on our way back to the pack after picking up the custom weapons that Brynn had ordered. Hesthes was going to enchant them the way that her knife was. The weapons would be able to be wielded by me or any Precoza by birth. We wanted to keep doing that with weapons so that there would be plenty of options if they were ever needed. I could not wait to show them to Imeela. She was very easy to please and was excitable by the little things in life.

"Raven is fucking insane!" Owen wiped the sweat from his brow. "Thermobaric weapons are the ultimate cover-buster, they call it. One shot, and there's not a single living thing left within a few hundred meters. Is she really not worried about destroying the motorhome itself?" But a moment later, a sly smile crossed his face. "Well then, let her go first. Once whoever's inside is dead, I'll bring my men in... and we can split the motorhome together, heh heh."

said the whole Squad 97. Their weapon transformed to different ultimate form for each class. PRD-class weapon is a sword, GRD-class weapon is a bow, RTH-class weapon is an axe, SLT-class weapon is a snake blade, ENV-class weapon is a spear, SLT-class weapon is a scythe, and GLT-class weapon is a cannon but can be transformed into variety of heavy long ranged guns. “Whoahahaha! This is awesome!!” said Nathan. “So, this is Encoded Weapon …?” said Hazel.

My smile widened. I went to my corner again and tinkered with a few materials. I was thinking of producing a new gun but one, more sophisticated and deadly. I didn't want it to look like the regular guns, I was going to make it light to carry, I wanted it to use darts or shooting knives instead of bullets. It was a tough project because I did not know how I would make it light with the idea in my head but that is why I am in the lab, right? I will continue to do research and try out what comes to mind until I succeed.

"Have you been using something new recently?" I asked bluntly, leaning back in my chair with my arms crossed. Her smile flickered. “What do you mean?” “Your scent,” I said, scrunching my nose. “I don’t like it. It’s irritating.” She froze for a fraction of a second, her fingers tightening around the strap of her leather handbag. Then, she quickly smoothed her features into a sweet, doting smile. "Oh, that. I’ve actually been experimenting with a new prototype heat suppressor for the pack's unmated omegas, Fabs.” She said, getting more comfortable in the chair. “It’s something to keep them safe from wandering rogues if they are traveling outside our borders."

* *crush* Without hesitation, Krittin swiftly retaliated, delivering a palm strike that sent one of the wardens crashing into the cave ceiling. The other warden managed to evade the attack and retreated to the cannon platform mounted below the central ceiling of the cave. The AB Cannon on the platform towered above, resembling a pillar-like cannon in Idorund's hands, but this version was colossal, comparable in size to a ten-wheeler truck. The bright streaks along its edges emanated from the glow of the giant Aiolia ore. It was a weapon that Airburst took immense pride in, capable of decimating an entire landscape with a single shot. And now, it was aimed directly at Krittin.

Orian moved again, pressing onto my hand and his mouth fell open and he tilted his head a bit, he's probably having a nice dream while I am here finding a means to escape. The weapon swelled again beneath my fingers, bigger this time and it scared me. how evil is he to have a weapon that swells before sunrise? I flattened my palm again with my eyes squeezed trying to make out what exactly it was. Too long, thick and it swells, definitely not a water gun or a spear, And in my fit of frustration, I wrenched my hand free of Orian's pulled the blanket off, and at the same time, squeezed the damn thing with one final frustrated huff.

You will not see such weapons among your brothers - Alud grinned. - Indeed, a strange design, but what are these holes above the fist? asks Conrod. - These are charges of special shot and gunpowder. This Thing amplifies the blow with firepower, I call it a fist shotgun, and the blade is good at slashing enemies when it runs out of charges. Alud says. Conrod for a second imagined what would happen if a person used such a contraption, at least severed fingers, fractures and dislocation of the shoulder would be guaranteed. He shuddered at the unpleasant sight. Conrod noticed that Dooka's ax and Julia's daggers also had the same charges, only smaller.