AtomicNut

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@AtomicNut

What about gauss technology weapons? Those might be more practical and more realistic.

@Vulkan

TBH, I just thought of Stark Trek when I decided to chuck in the ray guns. I can work with... futuristic reworkings of current guns.

Well right now, there's a fork. Support the obviously corrupt New Order as the last beacon of something that resembles civilization, say "fuck it, let's take over". or help the underdogs. Can't really decide... hmm.

Depending on their disposition they'll be counseling the New Order, or escaping from the confinement lab. XD

@AtomicNut

Mentioned them earlier as one of the alternatives, so I'm cool with them.

Imperfect World (New Players Always Welcome!)

TBH, I just thought of Stark Trek when I decided to chuck in the ray guns. I can work with... futuristic reworkings of current guns.

Well right now, there's a fork. Support the obviously corrupt New Order as the last beacon of something that resembles civilization, say "fuck it, let's take over". or help the underdogs. Can't really decide... hmm.

Depending on their disposition they'll be counseling the New Order, or escaping from the confinement lab. XD

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Light IS radiation. But I suppose they're somewhat working on thermal damage so it's IR-Red-Visible light spectrum. Don't want to use an X ray and irradiate half of the crew XD

Although if you don't like the idea of a depillatory laser on steroids burning through stuff in short bursts I guess I could make a futuristic ballistic weapon who uses EM rather than chemicals to propel bullets (Gauss or Railgun designs).

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A- Hull breach B- The restocking can be done with energy cells or batteries (which could only be produced in the Old Order) C- Recoilless.

I suppose the firepower is comparable to an actual bullet gun in terms of damage, except they don't have knockback and burn through instead of piercing (less penetration).

Besides they just look darn cool.

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Okay, i'll make just a scientific expedition to an extrasolar planet. So no terraforming. And weapons... well I suppose the most they'd have would be a couple of Ray guns and rifles who probably can't be replicated nor reverse engineered yet, and a space-capable dropship with er, that much, just a space capable transport. The mothership and the AI could've been turned into scraps in the reentry, as the rest of the cryostasis tech, the scientific equipment and the medical bay.

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Yes, they were in cryogenic suspension. They were a extrasolar expedition who went wrong. They were set adrift in space, and they decided it'd take centuries to fix the mess, so they slept while the onboard AI computer fixed the route.

The computer managed to get them back on track, but... it had happened a lot of time, so much the computer had to switch off cryogenics for the vast majority of the crew, prioritizing the indispensable ones, until a handful of them remained. And then they found out their world... or what was left of them.

And then the question whether the New Order would treat them fairly or say "hey, free lost tech" and rub them the wrong way to snatch allegedly hideously powerful pre-war firepower (they would have a stock of advanced weapons, but since it was, well, a expedition, just the minimal to ensure safety to scouts. The terraforming tools would even be more valuable.).

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Looks a tasty rp. I am getting a crazy idea of some... past relic faction suddenly popping back up. In the form of a space mission having gone wrong centuries ago, planet of the apes style.

Teenage Wasteland

Well you can say, it but they'll have to kill him to take his backpack out. And thus fire the guns or get in the range of his melee. So it won't be as easy XD. Besides he's cackling like a madman. He's playing the intimidation game so hard and betting his life on it because he knows that anyone who deludes itself into thinking a 10 year old can save people and enlighten them doesn't have much willpower on itself to stand up on their own.

Teenage Wasteland

And there you go. Charon's off the rockers.

Teenage Wasteland

Welp. I shouldn't have pushed my luck this far. Aw geeze. Charon displayed a disgusted, defeatist grimace for a second, before replacing it with a stern gaze. Before the Virus, a single gun would've him scared witless and visiblely intimidated, but now... not even the prospective of being torn to ribbons was able to make his heart skip a little. Sometime, somewhere along the way, his mind had cracked under the pressure, and he had subsequently lost a great deal of the emotion known as fear. He wasn't entirely sane.

But then again, someone sane would've given up on finding a cure long time ago. Someone sane would've sought to start over, instead of stubborningly clinging to an age that would never come back, and not making sworn enemies out of barely-living things like the Virus.

"Wait!" He said in a sharp inflection. "Before you do, though, I do have to warn you." Charon interjected his soon to be demise. "I am a medic. And I also happen to research the Virus in hopes for a cure." Of course, up to this point anyone could've said it, in a last ditch attempt to save its life. What set it apart was that Charon then added another sentence. "I so happen to keep samples in my backpack. So if a stray bullet did hit there... I can't guarantee the safety of this environment. Specially for people who haven't hit puberty yet. Like your leader. Me too but I don't really care about it, seeing as you're going to kill me regardless." Well, he wasn't sure if any of those samples were infectious, but he was telling part of the truth.

Without pause, he then added. "Then there's the fact that, well, you'll kill a much needed medic in this town... so next time flu, tetanus, pneumonia and all sorts of nasties come and knock your folks down... you might come to regret it. And that's it, i'm done."

Charon then spread his arms, a smile across his lips, the nasty glint of madness on his eyes. "SO HURRY UP! KILL ME! I DONT REALLY CARE! IN FACT, BEING OFFED BY CHILD WORSHIPPING CULTISTS IS SO FUNNY I CAN'T HELP BUT LAUGH!" Charon's eyes went wide as a muted chortle erupted into a spine-chilling laughter filled with madness.