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Plasma pistols have ten shots in their PhotoHydrogen flask whilst the rifle variant has forty.


and here it is, problem solved. And they run on Hydrogen.
@rithy

I mean, I know Plasma is made by superheating Gas or doing something to it with an elctromagnetic field that involves the electrons.

So I ASSUME as long as we fight in an Oxygen it would have essentially infinite ammo. The problem being the battery life in the weapon. I assume taking a plasma weapon keyed (set up? primed? made for Oxygen?) for Oxygen to another atmosphere (methane for example) would have bad results, until the weapon is modified to fire change that gas into plasma.

Or using it in a airless or non oxygen environment would involve needing a battery and oxygen ammo. Or something.

I'm just assuming the battery dies eventually, and that's after 60 shots.

also typing my post now
I figure Plasma weapons generally aren't reloaded in the field. So I'd say 60 uses is probably fair, and that Ben used about 10 or so in the statue fight. Fair?
I'll try to get a more srs bsns post tonight
Uhm, I'll figure out a count for the plasma pistol lol
Zhevon took the rod from Ben and mentioned that it can cause brain damage. I suppose he'd concede the point that just keeping it on would be bad. Ben nodded to Zhevon's orders to head to the safehouse, and proceeded to the transport, getting in. Much nicer than the APC's they used on Armageddon. Ben holstered his pistol, and looked at the ginger ale. He eventually would open a bottle, and sip at it, craving some water instead.

Ben rested his head back against the seat and closed his eye, wanting to sleep, but not actually tired. He stayed like this until his twitching hand caught his attention. Ben looked at his metal hand as the finger twitched occasionally. He assumed he had damaged some of the finer circuitry when he punched the statue. He'd have to have it repaired at some point.

The newcomer spoke. "Since I am here though, we should get to know each other. I am Aviza Niskaru of the Adeptus Sororitas, Bloody Rose."

Ben sniffled and looked at her, he hadn't been paying a lot of attention to her after the fight. He nodded to her. "Ben. Or Sergeant Duren. I'll respond to either." Ben gestured to his bionic eye and the surrounding scar tissue. "5 Years on Armageddon." He didn't mention his metal legs in their boots, or his bionic arm covered by coat and glove, but if she figured it out, so be it.
Positive note, we hit 100 ic posts
Ben turned to see the Vortex of doom start to manifest. He stepped back a few feet, and looked at his plasma pistol, it was starting to turn pink. He held it at arm's length and pressed a button on the side, releasing a stream of hot air that whistled loudly. Ben looked back up, pistol now much safer to fire and saw the Vortex swirling out of control.

Ben turned and looked at the psyker and had time to step to the side and laid down, pushing his feet against the platform a statue had been posted on it. He felt the pull, and crouched up against the platform, feeling anger at the Psyker getting him killed. He literally just warned the inquisitor. This just proved his point.

And suddenly, the vortex was gone. Ben slowly stood up, looking at the motley crew lying on the ground, and brushed himself off. Ben would head over to Zhevon and help him up, and would brush his shoulders helping. He spoke quietly as the group adjusted themselves. Truly, he didn't care if anyone overhead, but he was polite, and tried to keep it down. "I told you, sir. She has no regard for our safety. Here she is almost getting us killed! Three times now, every single time she's tried to use her powers down here she's put us in danger. You, me, the planet, the mission. It's becoming very hard to trust her sir, even on your word. We were not so poor off in that fight that we needed her to try and kill us all." Once he was done talking, Ben would walk over and scoop up the null rod, and walk back over. "We need to keep this on right now, we cannot trust her. If you ask the group, I'm sure some of them will agree. Do not misunderstand my words, I don't dislike her, but I'm starting to fear for my life around her wanton misuse of power." Ben held the null rod out to Zhevon, looking at him.
@mattmanganon

I mean, I understand that rules have to be bent in terms of post by post roleplay, and that we mostly use the rule of cool when we can when we write our posts. But there are also limits to the game. In terms of plasma weapons, you mentioned the overheat rule, which is an oversimplification of Imperial plasma weapons just being kinda bad and the containment field in the weapon failing or the venting of so much excess heat some things die.

In terms of a warp peril test, you would be able to get away with using the chart from the RPG where lighter consequences can happen, like say, you just hear some spectral screaming, or the temperature drops. Your character doesn't have to suffer an aneurism from using psychic abilities.

Additionally, Eldar are just super cheese all around, but even they aren't as good at psychic things as big Ol' Emps.

and Regal is better than Lloyd.
@Rithy

You do know that using psychic powers will cause some mental and physical exhaustion, right?

Your character never having any problems would be literal godmodding. Because the only person capable of sustaining that level of power is a literal God. The God emperor of mankind. Just saying
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