Custom Thompson with a suppressor and a folding stock.

www.warwicks.com.au/images/weapons/firearms_r/thompson_w_...

Made in PMG 0.6

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Pentax K100D + Sigma 100-300mm DL

Canon 40D + EF-S 55-250mm

Pentax K-01 + Sigma 18-125mm HSM

Any Star Wars weapon we get is a good weapon, All are great for their own reasons.

I don't know why it took this long.

Location: Coruscant

///Log Entry\\\

After our encounter with a Sith assassin on Coruscant, I wanted to take some precautions. I'd heard rumors that there was a weapons dealer selling beskar in the Coruscant underworld, so I decided to go off the radar and try to find him. I was reluctant to take Sev with me, especially since so many of my fellow Survivors had recently betrayed our cause. I had a bad feeling that he was undercover with the Imperials. There was something about him... he reminded me of an Imperial. Brendol Hux? Veers, maybe? It was an uncanny feeling, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Sev's story was that he was a test subject for Imperial experiments, and he had escaped. He said the Sith assassin was tasked with hunting him down so that he couldn't share any intel with the New Republic. Not the most convincing story, I know. But it was better for the kid to stay where I could keep a close eye on him. And if he was telling the truth, he had to be protected at all costs.

I took the Golden Nexu, and Sev rented an airspeeder. The weapons dealer was not someone who was easily found, and I suspected he liked it that way. Finally, I found his shop and told Sev to meet me there. The weapons dealer was polishing a blaster rifle when I walked in.

"I've heard you sell beskar weapons," I said.

He scowled and continued polishing the rifle. "Beskar only grows in its value, and you don't seem like the sort who can afford it."

"I think you'll be surprised at what I can afford," I said.

The weapons dealer's response was cut off as Sev trudged through the door. The dealer looked up from his polishing and squinted at Sev through his cybernetic eye.

"I am not a man who is often surprised," the weapons dealer responded quietly.

He stared at Sev for a few moments, then disappeared into a back room and returned with the weapon. It was a beskar axe, intricately carved and honed to a deadly edge. The perfect weapon for dealing with a Sith assassin.

I eagerly reached for the weapon, but the weapons dealer shook his head. He handed the weapon to Sev. "I see the spark of a warrior in this one. The blood of a great fighter flows in his veins, yes?"

Sev seemed surprised by the weapons dealer, and he took the weapon carefully.

I frowned. "Hey, the kid's not the only one with warrior spark," I said, taking the weapon from Sev. "He's also not the one with the credits," I added.

The weapons dealer smirked. "Credits are not what I want."

"Great," I said. "Free weapon."

He pointed out the window at the Golden Nexu. "That speeder. I like it very much."

"Yeah, well I like it very much too," I said. "Let's talk credits, shall we?"

"The speeder or no beskar."

"Now you listen to me, you nerf herder. You're not gonna-"

"The speeder or no beskar."

///End Log\\\

This is my entry to the 12x12 challenge for the Survivors RPG. I was originally planning for a smaller build but decided to go ahead and make this build 12x12.

God bless!

-BH

You guys have no idea how hard it is to get this shit in Germany !

just my rars ,have some more Brickarms

So I went a bit further into the steampunk, but this time thinking outside the common "English" styled steampunk that most people think of first.

From left to right:

- An Outlands Railway Guard: The harsh tundra known as the "outlands" is a dangerous and harsh place, home only to nomads and bandit clans. However, this inhospitable place is also host to important, expansive railway networks between several countries. The trains that cross the Outlands need to be guarded heavily, and require the most proficient weaponry the industrial revolution has to offer to achieve this.

- Mountainous Scout: As the infamous Empire spreads across the lands, the nations of the northern mountain regions have started to send out scouts to make sure the Empire isn't setting up FOBs or sending their own scouts into the mountains. The development of multi-spectrum goggles has made seeking hidden enemies much easier, and amplified the ability of the already-competent hunter/trackers that these scouts are.

- Dessert Raider: As the Empire Warily creeps into south-eastern deserts, the native kingdoms retaliate by sending raiding parties to attack imperial camps. The raiders attack at night, using silent weapon such as bows, pikes, swords, etc. to kill any watchmen and set fire to supplies, sabotage transport and equipment, and kill as many people as possible. They are also known for stealing weapons and other gear from the camps they raid; useful devices and technology they wouldn't usually have access to, such as multi spectrum goggles (which help them see at night), and respiration devices (which can help manage smoke inhalation, from the fires they set).

- Nomadic Nobleman: nomads have been ever-present throughout the lands and generally kept to themselves in the past. however in the midst of the industrial revolution, various nomad clans have began to unite and form complex hierarchies. New technologies have made the life of these nomads much easier, namely the invention of steam based transports, as well as guns to better defend themselves. Despite their lack of land ownership, the United Nomad Clans have the power of a small country, and continue to grow bolder than ever before.

- Southern Principality Soldier/Guard: The Empire isn't the only powerful entity on the globe, in the tropical south regions, a thriving nation has its own distinction, with a proud culture and history, strong military might, and dominion over several other lands. With its own share of technological advancements, the soldiers of this principality are well equipped, with advanced firearms and even potent chemical weapons.

So that's that, I hope you like them!

Just because.

Get any weapon you could need from Kai and Nya's blacksmith shop! Who can say no to a blade signed by the Master of Fire?*

Another section from Kai and my NINJAGO collab, and one of my favorites - I just love the colors here! Plus, as this was the first on I built, I didn't have to worry too much about parts and size, so that was definitely a plus, haha! The stone floor/pathway was a new technique for me here, but I'm very happy with how it turned out!

This is also the second largest of my sections of the collab - be on the lookout for Sensei Wu's Monastery sometime next week!

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here, and don't miss Kai's in this album!

Thanks for viewing, C&C welcome as always!

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Most medieval villages had one person who would keep the weapons sharp..for a fee or a trade.

Looks like some poor pigeon has recently met it's maker! 😬

Nikon D850, Nikon 24mm f1.8g ED Nano, Nikon 14-24mm f2.8g ED Nano, Nikon 85mm f1.4g Nano, Nikon 105mm f2.8g Micro Nano, Nikon 70-200E FL ED VR f2.8g.

Ford GT LM GTE Pro #68, which was driven by Sébastien Bourdais, Joey Hand and Dirk Müller, won the GTE Pro category at the 2016 Le Mans race.

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My first submission for the bmd weapon challenge ^^ The skullzooka!!

Broadsword weapon poses

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RPD

The RPD is somewhat based off of SBR variants used by Rhodesian soldiers; namely a shortened barrel, wooden foregrip, and PK-style skeleton stock. I added a cone flash suppressor because 1) it would seem somewhat useful to mask your appearance in the dark tunnels of the metro, 2) not too many small arms seem to use cone suppressors any more and I wanted to do something different, and 3) because it looks cool. Other features are the flashlight taped to the side of the hand guard, a cloth chin rest on the stock, and the custom ammo belt made from a BA gunner vest.

Coachgun

While in the Metro games the Duplet would be the equivalent of a double barrel shotgun, I was going more for a pre-war weapon that had been maintained over the years; but just barely. I mostly based it around a Norinco JW2000. I didn't put quite as much extra detail as the RPD. The only real "post-apocalypse-y" mod is the duct tape on the handguard and barrels (maybe to hold them together better?). I was thinking about adding a stock saddle with pouches, but never got around to it before going through with painting.

Aside from that there's a GP-5 gas mask meant for Yosif, but I really doubt it would work very well irl with a K6-3 visor. There's also a kukri standing in for a blade I'm currently working on also meant for Yosif.

building instructions:

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From weapon mounts to toe flaps, I count 22 articulated points on this AT-ST model. I’m still awed by how the joints hold, LEGO elements really are of great quality.

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Mike's X-Wing is a flawless design, I've been inspired to give another vehicle from the Star Wars universe a similar treatment in a similar scale. I love the angles on the scout walker, I find it reminiscent of a WWII era German half track. Think like a Sd. Kfz. 250/251 on legs. In order to accommodate the shapes and proportions, the cabin cannot fit any figures.

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Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Normandy

Normandy (French: Normandie, Norman: Normaundie, from Old French Normanz, plural of Normant, originally from the word for "northman" in several Scandinavian languages) is one of the 18 regions of France, roughly referring to the historical Duchy of Normandy.

Normandy is divided into five administrative departments: Calvados, Eure, Manche, Orne, and Seine-Maritime. It covers 30,627 square kilometres (11,825 sq mi), comprising roughly 5% of the territory of metropolitan France. Its population of 3.37 million accounts for around 5% of the population of France. The inhabitants of Normandy are known as Normans, and the region is the historic homeland of the Norman language.

The historical region of Normandy comprised the present-day region of Normandy, as well as small areas now part of the departments of Mayenne and Sarthe. The Channel Islands (French: Îles Anglo-Normandes) are also historically part of Normandy; they cover 194 km² and comprise two bailiwicks: Guernsey and Jersey, which are British Crown dependencies over which Queen Elizabeth II reigns as Duke of Normandy.

Normandy's name comes from the settlement of the territory by mainly Danish and Norwegian Vikings ("Northmen") from the 9th century, and confirmed by treaty in the 10th century between King Charles III of France and the Viking jarl Rollo. For a century and a half following the Norman conquest of England in 1066, Normandy and England were linked by Norman and Frankish rulers.

Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Normandy_landings

The Normandy landings were the landing operations on Tuesday, 6 June 1944 of the Allied invasion of Normandy in Operation Overlord during World War II. Codenamed Operation Neptune and often referred to as D-Day, it was the largest seaborne invasion in history. The operation began the liberation of German-occupied France (and later Europe) from Nazi control, and laid the foundations of the Allied victory on the Western Front.

Planning for the operation began in 1943. In the months leading up to the invasion, the Allies conducted a substantial military deception, codenamed Operation Bodyguard, to mislead the Germans as to the date and location of the main Allied landings. The weather on D-Day was far from ideal and the operation had to be delayed 24 hours; a further postponement would have meant a delay of at least two weeks as the invasion planners had requirements for the phase of the moon, the tides, and the time of day that meant only a few days each month were deemed suitable. Adolf Hitler placed German Field Marshal Erwin Rommel in command of German forces and of developing fortifications along the Atlantic Wall in anticipation of an Allied invasion.

The amphibious landings were preceded by extensive aerial and naval bombardment and an airborne assault—the landing of 24,000 US, British, and Canadian airborne troops shortly after midnight. Allied infantry and armoured divisions began landing on the coast of France at 06:30. The target 50-mile (80 km) stretch of the Normandy coast was divided into five sectors: Utah, Omaha, Gold, Juno and Sword. Strong winds blew the landing craft east of their intended positions, particularly at Utah and Omaha. The men landed under heavy fire from gun emplacements overlooking the beaches, and the shore was mined and covered with obstacles such as wooden stakes, metal tripods, and barbed wire, making the work of the beach-clearing teams difficult and dangerous. Casualties were heaviest at Omaha, with its high cliffs. At Gold, Juno, and Sword, several fortified towns were cleared in house-to-house fighting, and two major gun emplacements at Gold were disabled, using specialised tanks.

The Allies failed to achieve any of their goals on the first day. Carentan, St. Lô, and Bayeux remained in German hands, and Caen, a major objective, was not captured until 21 July. Only two of the beaches (Juno and Gold) were linked on the first day, and all five beachheads were not connected until 12 June; however, the operation gained a foothold which the Allies gradually expanded over the coming months. German casualties on D-Day have been estimated at 4,000 to 9,000 men. Allied casualties were at least 10,000, with 4,414 confirmed dead.

Museums, memorials, and war cemeteries in the area now host many visitors each year.

Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Longues-sur-Mer_battery

The Longues-sur-Mer battery (in German: Marineküstenbatterie (MKB) Longues-sur-Mer) was a World War II German artillery battery constructed near the French village of Longues-sur-Mer in Normandy. The battery was sited on a 60 m (200 ft) cliff overlooking the sea and formed a part of Germany's Atlantic Wall coastal fortifications. It was located between the Allied landing beaches of Gold and Omaha and shelled both beaches on D-Day (6 June 1944). The battery was captured on June 7 and played no further part in the Normandy campaign.

The battery is the only one in Normandy to retain all its original guns in situ and was listed an historical monument in October 2001. It remains in a good state of conservation.

I do not know with what weapons World War 3 will be fought, but World War 4 will be fought with sticks and stones."

-Albert Einstein

///D3LT4///:Alright, let's move. We've got no time to lose.

///0V3RL0RD///:Delta, be advised. They have heavy ground forces stationed in the building.

///D3LT4///:Copy, Overlord. Standby.

///4LPH4///:Sir, incoming fire!

///D3LT4///:Snipers, take your positions! We need to secure that building!

///0V3RL0RD///:Delta, air support is arriving shortly. ETA 5 minutes.

///D3LT4///:Hurry up, we need those armored troops!

///B3T4///:Incoming rocket propelled grenades!

///D3LT4///:Oh shi-

.............

///D3LT4///:Overlord, we need that air support! Now! Heavy casualties! I repeat, heavy casualties!

///0V3RL0RD///:Copy, Delta. Firing.

///4LPH4///:Enemies neutralized! Move in and secure the building!

///D3LT4///:Overlord, now would be a great time for those heavies!

//0V3RL0RD///:Roger. Deploying armored ground infantry.

///AGI-1///:Move in, move in!

///AGI-2///:Target, left side!

..............

///AGI-1///:Sir, the compound is empty.

///D3LT4///:Shit. They took it with them.

///AGI-1///:Sir, what should we do with the leftover weapons and ammo?

///D3LT4///:Burn all of the weapons, use up and take as much ammunition as you can carry.

...............uuughhh....

///4LPH4///:Sir, one's still moving!

///D3LT4///:Do the honors, soldier.

///4LPH4///:(Hesitant)But sir, shouldn't we take him back for interrogation-

///D3LT4///:I said kill him-

///4LPH4///:But maybe he knows where th-

///D3LT4///:Orders are orders, Alpha! KILL him!

///K1L0///:Bomb is planted on the compound! We need to get the hell out of here!

///D3LT4///:Hurry up, Alpha! You heard him!

........*Click**Click*.........

*BOOM*

This MOC won in the Wolffepack Apocalyptic Showdown!

Ragnarsdóttir

Classification: Melee

Armaments:

(1) SW-HROTTI

(1) SH-SKALTWR

An updated version of the Skalmold model with a more streamlined redesign, better stability, durability, and mobility. The Mk.II also comes with updated weapons to compliment the upgrade package.

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Long overdue rebuild of the Skalmold (v2 reFrame) into a test design light v4 reFrame.

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"The Angler is a dreadful sight to behold. Armed to the teeth it is an omen of death. Besides the four visible weapons attached the the lower fins, it packs four powerful lasers in the upper storage compartment and a twin barrel plasma launcher in it's maw. Piloted by the pirates of the Space Marine clan a meeting outside Space Police territory is rarely a pleasant one."

As I've previously pointed out I really dislike the large quater disk Lego pieces from the theme U.F.O. However, their size, shape and few and hard to use connection points makes them the perfect pieces for challenging my LEGO skills. And so I once more set out to test my skills in an epic battle of wits, creativity and stamina! (Or rather: Sticking pieces randomly together seeing what comes up)

Initially I wanted to build a two/three part spaceship using the disks as engines, but once I stuck the two disk together I immediately saw the face of a fish. Being transparent I thought I could still turn it into a fish shaped spaceship. Three days later this is the result.

I must say I'm really liking the overall look, it's play features and sturdiness. On other hand I have yet to find a satisfying solution to the rear, behind the storage compartments... Hopefully I will find a good solution eventually. :-)

What do you think of it? I'm keen on hearing your opinions and suggestions :-)

RED TUNIC OR JACKET UNIFORMED RE-ENACTORS OF THE 9th EAST REGIMENT OF FOOT NAPOLEONIC WAR'S RE-ENACTMENT UNIT STANDING WITH MUSKETS READY FOR INSPECTION AND WEAPON DRILL WHEN THE GUY WHO IS ASLEEP WAKES UP ( I DON'T KNOW IF HE IS ASLEEP REALLY) AT A THIS HISTORICAL SHOW EVENT IN AN EAST LONDON BOROUGH SUBURB STREET PARK VENUE LONDON ENGLAND DSCN1347

Her tail, that is.

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Gracie deserved her own photo shoot this afternoon. She has been absent for awhile.

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A Masked Lapwing Plover

Cigar Box guitar by Birdwood Guitars, Katoomba. Fender Elite Telecaster, Maton EM325C

Taken on a rainy Saturday - that became a noisy one not long after...

www.1001gardens.org/2013/10/harmless-organic-weapons/

Artist Sonia Rentsch make harmfull weapons from organic materials. A sort of protest against weapons to show he potential beauty of life.

++ Sonia Rentsch

November 21st, 2042

A couple of hours after getting taken away by the Court of Owls, Batman awakens in a cell at an unknown location. Before he’s able to recover from the effects of the sedatives he got hit with and regain his strength two people dressed in black clothes, wielding sharp and gold-colored weapons, enter his cell and order him to follow them. As he struggles to stand up he notices that the exoskeleton from his suit has powered down, making it much more difficult to move around at all and leaving him in no shape to stand up against them. He complies and follows the one figure as the other one takes position behind him. After walking for a short while they end up in a long hallway, with a red carpet on the floor, expensive furniture on either side of the hall and large paintings hanging from the walls. Batman takes a look at the wall decorations and notices that every single painting features a person holding a strange owl-shaped mask in front of their face. There’s a door at the end of the hallway, guarded by two people wearing the same outfit as the ones escorting him. They open the door for them, giving way to a spacious and empty courtroom. Behind the judge’s desk stands a giant wooden statue of an owl, decorated with gold accents and lit with candles around it. On the sides of the room are several giant windows, all covered with dark red curtains which prevents any natural light from entering the place. Only Helena is sitting in the room, tied to a chair at the defendant’s table.

Batman gets escorted into the room and forced to sit on the chair next to Helena as he gets restrained as well. Before he can ask his daughter if she’s okay, the gates of the courtroom swing open as a group of masked individuals march into the room. They all silently take a seat on the public benches behind the two right as the jury enters the room as well, conveniently all wearing the same owl-shaped mask too. As they all sit down at the exact same time Helena begins nervously looking around her, intimidated by the situation she is now in. A door inside the giant owl statue opens, out of which a judge appears. Batman notices the judge seems to be the same person who appeared in the Wayne Tower and ordered them to come to the Court in the first place. He takes a seat, breaks the silence by slamming his hammer on the table and demands order in the courtroom, starting their trial against Batman and Robin.

The judge starts by telling about the Court of Owls, explaining how they have been around since Gotham was established decades ago. For years they managed to rule the city from the shadows, killing anyone who found out about their existence or opposed them using a group of specifically trained assassins called the Talons. When a certain masked vigilante began running around Gotham they didn’t see him as a threat at first. Finding that having him assassinated by the Talons would be a bit excessive they instead opted to orchestrate a series of events which would lead to a deranged serial killer by the name of Zsaz escaping from Arkham. Knowing that the Batman would take it upon himself to go after him, they hoped that he wouldn’t stand a chance against the killer and get killed while fighting him. However, they found themselves astonished as Batman managed to defeat Zsaz with ease, something they had not taken into consideration. Realizing the danger of him running around Gotham they considered ordering the Talons to murder him, but changed their mind after he coincidentally started targeting several of their opponents. The Court then decided to willingly let Batman fight the criminal world of Gotham without interfering, only stepping in if he accidentally stumbled upon them or started targeting them. All the while, the Court continued to influence the city from the shadows.

Roughly 5 years later, a long series of unfortunate events led to the Dark Knight retiring. With the Batman no longer being a possible threat to the Court, they decided to start spreading out their influence more while making certain their existence was kept a secret. Over the decades, dozens of wannabe vigilantes hoping to step into the footsteps of the Dark Knight started to make their way onto the streets. As rumors of a secret underground society who are secretly controlling Gotham started leaking, many of them started to seek them out and found their way right on the doorstep of the Court. In order to preserve their secret they were forced to murder everyone who stood in their way, having to cover up the assassinations to not arouse any suspicions. After decades of doing this the Court of Owls decided they could not continue covering up the disappearances of teen vigilantes, deciding to take action by making a statement by taking down the Dark Knight. Upon discovering his identity and tracking him down using the help of a deranged Edward Nigma and a frail Hugo Strange, they began orchestrating a long plot in order to get him to put on the suit again. One of the Talons assassinated Selina and left behind evidence to make him suspect the Joker, knowing this would motivate him to return to Gotham to investigate. By using a tiny improvised explosive device hidden within the playing card they hoped to detonate it while he was holding it within Arkham. However, they did not account for Batman giving the card to Joker himself, which allowed him to survive the blast and only killed the Clown Prince of Crime along with the other Arkman inmates. After so many years, they decided enough was enough; it was time to put him on trial in front of the Court of Owls for standing in their way too much.

Batman barely has any time to process what he just heard as the crowd and jury start shouting how they think they are guilty. There’s no way they would win a case against a kangaroo court like this; their decision was already made way before the trial started. The judge slams his hammer down again, silencing the chaos as he prepares to read his verdict. Due to being found guilty of interfering with the plans of the Court of Owls, Batman and Robin get sentenced to death at the hands of the Talons right now. The judge asks if he has anything to say about his verdict, but cuts him off right as he is about to speak up. The spectators and jury start cheering and clapping as two of the Talons walk into the courtroom, each entering on opposite sides of the room. They take their positions in front and behind the two, unsheathing their golden weapons to prepare for battle. One member of the Court gets ordered to untie the Dynamic Duo in order to make the odds more fair as the rest of the crowd prepares to watch as the Batman finally gets taken down by the Court of Owls after so many years.

The Talon behind Batman strikes first and stabs him in the back, but his armor prevents the blade from piercing through his skin. He manages to reactivate his exosuit and turns around, ready to fight again as he pulls out a Batarang from his belt. His enemy strikes again, aiming for the exposed skin around his mouth instead, but Batman manages to deflect it with his own weapon. He uses the opportunity to slice the Talon in the arm, although this doesn’t phase him. Batman holds his hand in front of his face and casts a glance at the spectators, seeing they are all silently toasting for their demise with expensive drinks in their hands. His short distraction gives the Talon an opportunity to successfully hit him, but Helena deflects the attack at the last moment with her own weapon stick. He compliments her for being able to stand her ground against their opponents before continuing the battle. The Talon starts attacking more and more fiercely, slowly managing to weaken Batman’s defenses while coming closer to getting a successful strike on him. He tries his best to keep up with him, but Batman slowly starts to become weaker and weaker with every attack. Right as he is about to slash the Dark Knight in the face, the leader of the Court suddenly commands the assassins to stop attacking. Unsure of what to do, the Talons lay down their weapons for a moment as they watch what their leader’s intentions are right now. He mutters something about hearing a weird noise outside as he walks towards the window and lifts up the curtains. Batman tries to get a glimpse of the outside world to locate their hideout if they manage to get out, but he soon picks up the sound outside too; he hears the loud revving of an engine in the distance slowly coming towards them, accompanied by the sound of a car horn. The crowd gathers around the window to see what the commotion is about, but quickly runs away in terror as the Batmobile crashes through the wall at full speed.

Pieces of debris rain down everywhere as the vehicle comes to a screeching halt right in front of Batman and Robin. Chaos ensues in the room as each member of the Court desperately tries to make their escape, terrified of the imposing black vehicle which just crashed through the wall of their hideout. The door opens as the person driving the Batmobile beeps the horn, prompting them to jump inside. Batman kicks the Talon in front of him to the ground and hits the other one in the chest with several batarangs to give them a window to escape. He and Helena jump inside the Batmobile as he takes control of the steering wheel, closing the door right before the Talons can make their way inside. He puts his boot on the gas pedal and activates the rocket booster in order to make their escape from the Court. As they are driving through the streets of Gotham early in the morning, Barbara appears on one of the screens of the console, asking if they are alright. She explains that she left the Wayne Enterprises building for a short moment to check up on her case at the GCPD, but when she returned she saw the camera footage of them getting abducted. Although it was impossible for her to track them down at first since the Court of Owls covered up almost all of their tracks, Batman reactivating his high-tech suit set off a GPS signal which allowed her to pinpoint their location. With the help of a new modification to the Batmobile she was able to remotely control the armored vehicle for a while to reach the place and to help them escape.

Helena sighs of relief, tired of the confrontation they just went through when she says that they must’ve escaped the Court by now. However, right after she says this the two feel something landing on the roof of the Batmobile. Before they can react, one of the Talon’s golden weapons cuts through the armored material like butter, making an opening for himself to enter the vehicle. Batman stands up from his seat and orders Helena to drive despite her not having any driving experience yet as he deals with the Talon standing in the cramped open space in the back of the Batmobile. He makes his way towards him, feeling the cold morning air cut through his skin while he begins punching his enemy. After hitting him a couple of times the Talon catches his fist inside his hand, landing a couple of strikes on his face and damaging his cowl before Batman kicks him right in the stomach. The impact of the kick makes him land hard on the cold floor of the Batmobile, but before he can recover Batman leaps on top of him and starts pounding him in the head. He stops for a short moment to charge up his exosuit for a bigger punch, but the vehicle suddenly making a sharp turn to get outside of Gotham, makes him miss the Talon and denting the floor instead. While he recovers and tries to get another punch in, the other Talon lands on the front of the car and begins damaging the engine. Helena makes a couple more sharp turns in an effort to get him off the car but all it does is make Batman lose his balance, giving him a disadvantage in the fight. As smoke begins coming from the engine Helena loses control of the vehicle, prompting Batman to abandon the fight to prevent them from going off the road. However, he is too late; before he can do anything, the Batmobile crashes through the guardrail on the ride of the road, sending them all tumbling down a hill.

When Helena regains consciousness, she feels herself getting dragged out of the wreckage which was once the Batmobile. Pieces of wreckage are scattered everywhere as the smell of smoke fills her nose. Once she is at a safe distance away from the wreck, she is able to properly see the damage; the Batmobile is laying upside down with a fire having erupted in the engine as several important components of the car have been damaged or broken off. Suddenly, she notices one of the Talons crawling away from the wreck. His outfit has been torn and burned, with him being unable to walk because of the crash. Batman sees him too, and begins slowly walking towards him. The Talon notices this and for the first time he hears one of them speak as he begins pleading for him to put him out of his misery. Batman stays silent for a while before telling him to go back to the Court. He wants him to relay a message to them, warning that it will take much more than this to take down Batman. They tried their best to get rid of him, and they failed. If they try this again, he won't be taken by surprise like this time and warns that he will do whatever it takes to take down the entire Court by himself. The Talon begins crying out that the Court of Owls will just murder him for this fiasco, but Batman ignores him and turns around leaving him on his own. He calls Barbara to pick them up as he puts an arm around Helena, complimenting her for what she did today as the Batmobile continues to burn down behind them.

Roughly a week has passed since the incident with the Court. Despite Bruce and Barbara’s best efforts, they haven't managed to track down the Court again; upon returning to the place where he was taken to to be put on trial, he only found an empty and abandoned building with all of the furniture and decorations taken away. Barbara has taken the wreckage of the Batmobile back to the Wayne Enterprises building, developing plans to rework the vehicle into something else instead of simply rebuilding it.

During a boring evening at the Wayne Building, the regularly scheduled tv programme gets interrupted by a newsflash; A terrorist going by the name of Bane, suspected to be the person responsible for getting a majority of Gotham addicted to Venom, has attacked the Gotham Stock Exchang. In a publicly broadcasted video he revealed to have gotten his hands on a decaying neutron bomb which is set to detonate this Christmas Eve. In his video he directly challenged the Dark Knight, saying that he is only willing to stop the bomb from exploding if he manages to defeat him. Confident that he can save Gotham once more, Bruce suits up and sets out to bring down Bane. Helena offers to join to help take him down, but Batman declines as he fears not going to him alone could have severe consequences. Without being able to use the Batmobile to get around for the time being, he climbs to the top of the building and decides to make use out of his new experimental cape glider. He leaps off the structure as he spreads out his cape, which folds out in the shape of the wings of a bat allowing him to glide to the financial district.

After gliding for a while, Batman lands on top of the glass roof of the Stock Exchange building giving him a good look at the situation. Right below him he can make out the figure of Bane, surrounded by several of his goons, all guarding the neutron bomb. He uses a Batarang to cut a hole into the glass to grant him access into the building. After jumping down the hole he lands right in front of Bane, quickly alerting him of his presence. This is the first time he has gotten a good look at the terrorist; before him stands a very big and muscular man, wearing a black luchador-esque mask which conceals his face. Batman catches a glimpse of a big tank filled with Venom on his back with tubes attached to it, all injected straight into his skin and mask. His goons, all having taken some of the strength-enhancing drugs as well, point their guns at the Dark Knight but Bane tells them to lower their weapons. After telling them to step back he stretches out his arms, challenging the Dark Knight to a one-on-one fight. Batman agrees, taking off his utility belt and preparing for the fight. He laughs, his voice muffled by the mask, asking himself if he will be a match to him or if he will go down as easily as his other opponents as Batman charges towards him.

Batman strikes first, getting in several powerful blows, but it doesn’t even seem to phase his opponent. He pauses for a short moment and tries to continue the fight, but Bane catches his hand before it can hit him. Batman hears something crack when he clenches his fist, feeling that his glove has been damaged. Before he can recover, Bane grabs him with both arms and headbutts him with a lot of force. The blow almost makes him lose his balance, but his opponent grabs him by the throat before he falls to the ground and punches him right in the face several times. Batman starts to taste blood in his mouth but is unwilling to give up so easily. He releases himself from Bane’s grip and tackles him to the ground, using all his strength to kick him in the face several times. Again, his opponent is unperturbed by his attempts to fight back, simply taking the blows without flinching. As Bane doesn't fight back Batman becomes overconfident for a moment, not noticing as his arm reaches out for his leg. He grabs a hold of it and janks it towards him, making him fall to the ground again.

‘’You know, I used to admire you. Hearing all about your heroics back when I was growing up motivated me to be better than I already was. But now that I am not a bright-eyed and naive child anymore, I’m finally able to see you for what you really are; A pathetic elderly man, having to rely on some high-tech suit to even attempt to compete with me!’’

Bane raises his fists in the air, bringing them down with full force on the chest of the Dark Knight. Although his suit absorbs most of the strike to prevent his ribs from breaking upon impact, Batman still feels the pain from his attack and notices the armor on his chest having shattered.

‘’Over the years, I've dreamt of being the one who would kill the legendary Batman. However, I have recently come to the conclusion that killing you would only end your agony and silence your shame.’’

He attempts to fight back again and gathers his strength to reply to his opponent’s comments, but Bane silences him with a nasty kick in the gut before he can do so.

‘’I don't think you quite know who I am. I’m not some scarecrow or a riddler. I’m not a jester or a clown! I’m not a flightless bird nor a cryogenic scientist! And most importantly, i am not some rich guy playing dress-up!’’

Bane begins continuously stomping Batman in the face, slowly cracking open his mask more and more with each kick. By the time his cowl has been completely destroyed Batman has been knocked unconscious, having collapsed after all of the attacks.

‘’ I AM BANE! AND I WILL BREAK YOU!’’

As his goons cheer him on, Bane picks up the defeated body of the Dark Knight and raises it over his head. He slowly spins around like he’s showing a trophy to his friends, reveling as the realization that he has become the one to truly break the Bat begins to set in. Batman regains consciousness, but only just in time to feel himself getting driven down towards the ground as he collides with Bane’s knee.

With one nasty snap, he quickly finds his body in anguish as his spine has completely shattered. Bane drops him to the ground and commands his henchmen to take the bombs and go away, taking the broken mask of the Dark Knight with him as a trophy before leaving himself as well. Batman tries to move, but becomes terrified when he notices that he is unable to even move. With this one attack, Bane has paralyzed the Bat.

Quite some time passes before someone arrives to pick up the wounded Bruce. He gets taken to the Wayne Building instead of a hospital in order to preserve his secret identity, where he gets hooked up to some medical equipment to keep him alive. As the days pass by, Gotham begins to decay more and more into chaos as the threat of a neutron bomb decimating the city gets closer. Each attempt made by the police force to disarm the explosive has led to nothing, leading to many of the city’s residents deciding to get out while they still can. Despite Bruce being in no state at all to fight back against Bane, he stubbornly refuses to leave the city as he believes his back will he recovered enough before the bomb is set to go off. Along with this he also feels personally responsible for letting this happen and does not want Gotham to fall under his watch.

Less than a week is now left before the bomb is set to go off. Bane had taken his bomb to the city centre, where his henchmen are guarding him all day to prevent anyone from interfering with his plan. With no sign of his spine recovering in the slightest, Helena and Barbara are urging Bruce to leave the city with them, as they know nobody else is left to stop him. Barbara is close to converting the damaged Batmobile to an airborne vehicle and tells him it could be fit to get them out of there. However, he does not want to hear any of it and keeps insisting that he can find a solution. In an old scientific report about the Venom drug he read some time ago, he noticed it stating that taking the drug can completely heal severe wounds within moments. With his mind set on this new opportunity to save Gotham he asks Barbara to get him a sample of the substance, hoping this will put him in a position to fight back again. Despite her hesitation she agrees to do so, although she warns him that this is only a short-term solution for a permanent problem for him.

When she returns, Bruce has removed the armor from his arms and prepared a new suit to help him control himself while under the effects of the drug. Barbara reluctantly hands him a syringe filled with Venom, but before she does so she tells him that the scientific reports he read left out some important details. It's true that taking Venom can heal severe and permanent injuries in a matter of moments, but the catch is that once the drug’s effects have worn off the injuries will just return, sometimes getting even worse as a result. Bruce tells her he is more than willing to sacrifice himself if it means that he is gonna be able to save Gotham once more as he grabs the syringe out of her hand. Before any of them can react, he slams the needle into his skin and presses the plunger down allowing the substance to enter into his bloodstream. Bruce feels the effects hitting him almost instantly, and before he knows it he finds himself able to stand on his own again. While he struggles to keep himself from succumbing to the drug’s effects he puts on a new suit; an outfit plated with a gold-colored metal and with a reinforced cowl and cape. Ready for battle, he makes his way to the newly designed Batwing to take himself to the city center to face off against Bane.

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Sweetwater Precision Weapons received a call from the SAS, asking them to create a bullpup weapon capable of taking down enemies quickly and quietly, but it needed a low penetration, as it would be used in urban environments.

Sweetwater gave Juice the task to design that weapon, and Juice, who was about to have a good breakfast, had an idea in mind...

The AUG Para was modified by Juice, giving it everything it needs in order to by silent and deadly, and capable of taking down targets at night.

Credit to:

Irish,

Wes,

Trapezoid,

KevinTK,

Beck,

Bowlingdude,

Davidman

and the SPW team!

This is, as you might guess, a weapon to celebrate the new PMG update, and to celebrate my summer holiday!

HUGE thanks to Doctor Noob, who works hard in order to give us these updates. Thanks Doc!

Be sure to comment and add notes!

A large and cumbersome weapon, it is technically a carbine.

Stripped down from its former assault carbine form, the owner bastardised its stock and barrel to form a very powerful machine pistol.

Spray and Pray people.

Done in 0.6

Where guns are stored. Early version can be seen here

EA-18G Growler 'XE' VX-9 Air Test and Evaluation Squadron 9 'The Vampires' #502 out of Naval Air Weapons Station China Lake squirts through Jedi Transition, Death Valley National Park.

OK, I hate doing a self portrait, but managed to get it done for the OhioFoothills' challenge. Hope the rest of you get your entries in, as well. The voting can start tomorrow. Had issues with photoshop & bridge on my desktop and laptop yesterday. Couldn't upload into bridge on the desktop, and couldn't convert to dng from raw on the laptop. A close up below with some help from photoshop. GRRR!

private collection - no reproduction

Handgeschreven midden 18e -eeuws gebedenboek van een Duitse huurling. Doorspekt met afbeeldingen van wapens. In de meeste gebeden vraagt hij bescherming tegen zijn vijanden of tegen hun wapens.

Handwritten mid 18th century prayer book by a German mercenary. Peppered with pictures of weapons. In most prayers he asks for protection against his enemies or against their weapons.

The New Weapon

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“Haymar, look out!” Mirranda’s voice cried, from behind him. He spun, and saw the Queen’s soldier bearing down, almost on top of him. With a single slash, the soldier toppled off the blood-slicked battlements, into the dark horde of men fighting below.

“Thanks!” He said, breathlessly, to her. She smiled at him, the relief written on her face.

“I was almost too late. Next time, you need to be more carf-.” She stopped in mid-sentence, her eyes widening in horror. He read what was reflected there, and spun, his shield coming up, just in time to block the stroke of a huge, double-bladed pole-axe, wielded by a massive outlaw. Haymar staggered, under the strength of the blow. The soldier hauled back the massive weapon, preparing to deal another blow. Haymar lunged forward, and jabbed at the other’s face. The outlaw dodged, and swung the pole-axe down.

“AAHH!!” Haymar yelled, in pain, as the axe cut into his arm. His shield was slammed from his grasp, and he was knocked off his feet, the air being expelled from his lungs, as he hit the battlement floor.

“NO!” Mirranda screamed. Nocking an arrow, she drew it back, aiming for the outlaw, and released. The outlaw turned, and deflected it off his axe. He swung the axe, and hit her with the flat of the blade, sending her sprawling. The brute turned back to the still-winded Haymar, and raised the axe above his head, preparing to bring it down, on Haymar. Laying there, Haymar realized this was the end, and he regretted it was to end this way, with so much of his life still ahead of him. I never even got to tell Mirranda how I feel about her, he thought. And now it’s too late. I’ll never—with a gasp, Haymar sat up, in his bed, his heart racing.

Whew, he thought, it was just a dream. A mighty scary dream, though. As his heart rate settled, Haymar looked around the darkened room. There were four sets of bunks in the room, two on each side. Haymar and Ana shared one, Mirranda and Ivan shared a second, Sir Rodney and Lord Barry shared a third, and Elfrida and Laven shared the final one. Haymar had taken the bottom bunk, Ana the top.

Mirranda’s bunk was next to Haymar’s. He looked over at her sleeping form, and thought about his dream.

Did he really feel that way, about her? Yes. He decided, he did. Mirranda had always been a good friend, since childhood. But lately, Haymar had began to care for her, as more that just a close friend. But what if she doesn’t feel the same way? Haymar thought. I’ve no idea how to approach her, and if—, a quiet knock, at the stout, wooden door of the room, interrupted his thoughts.

Haymar froze, wondering who was knocking, at this hour of the night. He slipped out of bed, buckling his sword over his back, and moved over to the door. He unlatched it, and opened the door a crack.

“Who is it?” He whispered. A short, fidgety looking man, with shoulder-length black hair, and a well-groomed mustache, moved into view.

“It is me, Arfondo.” The man said quietly. “I’m the chief engineer, and I’ve invented something you really ought to see.”

“Now?” The other asked, wondering if this was an assassination attempt. If so, it was a pretty poor one, which led Haymar to conclude that the man was legit.

“Yes, now.” The other replied. “And get Lady Ana too. She’ll want to see this.”

“Just a moment.” Haymar said, and, closing the door, went over to his sister, and gently shook her awake.

“Ooh, Haymar?” She said, groggily, as she came awake. “What is it?”

“There’s a man at the door. Says his name is Arfondo, and he’s the chief engineer here. He wants to show us something.” The other replied.

“Now?” Ana asked.

“Yes,” Haymar said. “Apparently it can’t wait. He says it’s very important.”

“It had better be really important, to warrant waking us, in the middle of the night, like this.” She said, and, after getting out of bed, and buckling on her sword, she followed her brother back over to the door. When they opened it, Arfondo was standing right where Haymar had left him, fidgeting nervously.

“Follow me.” He said, and headed down the passage, to the right. Haymar and Ana followed, trying to keep up with Arfondo’s quick, fidgety strides.

As they got closer to wherever they were going, they began to hear the distinctive sounds, of a blacksmith at work. Haymar and Ana exchanged a look. Who would be working at this hour of the night? They both wondered. Their question was quickly answered.

“Here we are.” Arfondo said, as they approached a thick wooden door, set into a frame of brick.

Arfondo pulled a key from beneath his tunic, inserted it into the lock, and turned it. With a click, the door unlocked. He replaced the key in it’s place, and turning the handle, beckoned the inside.

The room behind the door, was much longer that it was wide, and, Haymar immediately noticed, there were about a dozen target dummies, set up at the end of the chamber. Off to the right, was a small blacksmith’s furnace, with an anvil in front of it. There was indeed a blacksmith working there, forging a longsword. Next to them, was a small table, with a man assembling something on it. Across from them, were several larger tables, piled with stuff. In the middle of the room, sat a large, cloth-covered, object.

Arfondo closed the door behind them, and led them over to the cloth-covered object. Grasping a corner of the cloth, he said, “This is what I wanted you to see. It’s going to give us a great advantage over the Queen’s Soldiers. Behold, the Shard Sling.”

He yanked the cloth off, revealing what was beneath. Haymar, and Ana, gasped, in shock.

Beneath the cloth, sat a most unusual contraption. It had a small ballista’s carriage, but instead of the normal bow, it was a long, metal barrel, with spiked wooden limbs, extending from either side. At the very back of the weapon, were two handles, with a trigger in the middle. Just in front of these, was a small hatch, in the middle of the barrel. There were two, narrow, slots, cut into the side of the barrel ending just behind the hatch, into which a thick string disappeared.

“Well,” Arfondo chuckled, “I can see you’re speechless, so I’ll explain what you’re looking at.”

He gestured to the Shard Sling. “This is the result of many long months of experimenting, and lots of trial and error. I wanted to make something that was more powerful than a ballista, but also more mobile. The way it works,” He said, motioning them to look closely, “Is, attached to the middle of the string, is a round disc of steel, perfectly shaped to fit inside the barrel, with no space on either side. To load the weapon,” Arfondo said, motioning to a small lever to the right of the barrel, “You first, haul back this lever, til’ it clicks into place. Then, you open this hatch here.” He said.

“What’s the ammunition?” Ana asked. In answer, Arfondo reached over, to a table nearby, and picked up a handful of small, metal shards.

“These.” He said, holding them out, for the other two to look at. They bent close, examining the shards.

“Looks nasty,” Haymar said. “How’s it do?”

“Watch.” The other replied, and, walking over to the Shard Sling, he loaded the shards into the hatch. Closing it, he stepped aside, and motioned for Haymar to take the handles. He did, wrapping his fingers around the grips.

Arfondo pointed to the dummies at the end of the chamber. “Aim for those dummies, and when you’re ready, pull the triggers.”

Haymar sighted down the barrel, took a deep breath, and pulled the triggers.

WHAM! The string flew forward, releasing the tension on the limbs, and slammed against the stops. The weapon recoiled, almost causing Haymar to lose his balance. The several dozen metal shards shot out of the end of the barrel, and streaked down the length of the chamber, scything into the target dummies, with devastating results. The dummies were shredded.

Haymar and Ana stared, in amazement. The Shard Sling had destroyed over a dozen dummies, at a range of forty yards. Haymar turned to Arfondo.

“How far is the range on this?” He asked.

“It’s effective as far as one hundred and fifty yards.” The other replied. “After that, it becomes increasingly inaccurate. It’s meant as an anti-infantry weapon.”

“A hundred and fifty yards.” Haymar repeated, staring at Ana.

She grinned. “We’re gonna kick the Queen’s butt with this.”

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For those of you who’ve read the Shannara series, yes, I stole the concept of the Shard Sling out of them, combining the railgun, and the rail sling, that were featured in the novels. :D

I wanted a weapon that was more advanced than ballistas and catapults, but not utilizing gunpowder, which isn’t allowed in Lands Of Roawia. Thus, the Shard Sling was born.

Oh, and sorry for the absurdly long story. Hope you all like it.

More modules to come.

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