416 replies to this topic

[ChaosGrinder]

If you carry your own oxygen supply for the cartridges, you should be fine. Otherwise no

[Listless Nomad]

lol what? I'd have to shoot them in a bubble of air...or something...

I'll just use a laser rifle haha

[dal10]

I think for a job like this they would outfit us with rounds with a small supply of oxygen in them.

[ChaosGrinder]

that´s what i meant But better use our oxygen for yourself
I bet you don´t want to suffocate

[pinsndneedles]

Listless Nomad, on 18 October 2012 - 09:43 AM, said:

Question - since the environment is Nitrogen/Hydrogen - I'm going to assume that standard slug thrower weapons/rifles would be inoperable? Due to the lack of Oxygen?

Gunpowder comes with its own oxydising agent in the mixture. You can burn it in a vacuum if you want, it doesn't need oxygen to function. The rounds are completely sealed until you fire them, so there's no need for special munitions.

[dal10]

well that seems to solve the problem.

[Listless Nomad]

Ah thanks grim. I figured there was something like that but I wasn't sure

That expands my infantry weapon selection greatly, since I can't use battle armor weapons being so light haha.

[pinsndneedles]

No sweat. If there's one thing I know it's military stuff

[dal10]

http://www.sarna.net...i/Gyrojet_Rifle

I think steve is going to carry one of these.

[ChaosGrinder]

nice

[dal10]

well, lets hope Steve's dumb luck holds out. cause it will be hilarious if it does.

[ChaosGrinder]

=D Why ? Tell me more

[dal10]

because, have you ever seen those movies where some character does every stupid thing in the book, yet still somehow survives?

[ChaosGrinder]

oh ...

ok i see

[dal10]

yeah, that was the entire idea behind steve, which is also why I am giving him a rifle that shoots rockets.

[ChaosGrinder]

it´s allways the ***** with the big*ss guns

[dal10]

ChaosGrinder, on 18 October 2012 - 11:11 AM, said:

it´s allways the ***** with the big*ss guns

exactly

[ChaosGrinder]

So i shall post my bio too
It´s still a draft, if you think something´s wrong, let me know it


Name : Triss

Age : 28

Callsign : Pepper

Mech : Custom Omen

Loadout : 4 ER Med Lasers, 1 ER Large Laser atm 12, lb-10x, ams and Jumpjets.

Faction : No current affliction

Appereance : Ginger and short, freckles, curly hair, glasses. She mostly wears Latex clothing or army-style stuff.

Short Bio : Being born to a poor family on Solaris, Triss knew what it meant to live on edge. Stealing soom became her daily business, she soon
was lured to working for gangs, but that was not what she dreamt of. With 14, she ran away, hiding in the depths of Solaris´dark side: The Arenas.
That was her chance, fighting was her business, it was what she liked. As soon as she managed to convince one of the arena hosts, she started
fighting for money. Despire being young, she managed to survive, though she collected scars, she still shows with pride.
Fighting in the arenas, she managed to scratch herself a living, until a man named Jim invited her to join
a merc squad called the Rayonors Raiders. Here she found what she was looking for. Acceptance, friendship, family. She soon adapted to the new surroundings
and unlearned her arena-behavior almost completely, though a good pinch of talkativity and a weird sense of humor are still there.
Owning a decomissioned Locust she won during one of her arena matches, she accepted and soon found
herself amidst trained soldiers and mech pilots with decades of experience. She learned fast and soon was able to join the official part of the team,
those, who accepted missions from companies or rich businessmen. But aside from that, the Raiders also pulled of robberies, stole military equipment
and sold it on the black market. Her luck failed her however, as she lost her mech and almost all her friends durning a raid on a Lyran facility. With incredible
luck she managed to get her squad out alive and in one peace. Left with no vehicle, no money and injured, she fell into depressions and started drinking again.
That changed however, as her squad did something, she still has no words to describe. Jim gave her his own mech, a custom Omen, equipped with expensive gear and
armor. He did, because he retired from fighting actively and he wanted to reshape the raiders, taking more of a leading position.
Since then, she has accepted a lot of missions and worked for a lot of companies and employers. As the Raiders are a loose bond and members are free to
work alone, Triss has ensigned to a well-paid mission to Skyfall, an inhospitable rock somewhere at the edges of the inner sphere.

[Listless Nomad]

Hey battle armor guys - are we one squad or are we all independent? If we are one squad who is in charge? I call not it!

[dal10]

well considering the complete lack of intel, this base better be PRETTY damn important... or no merc in his right mind would go for something like this without a massive payout.