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[Have Gun - Will Travel] - 1.8
2024.06.01 13:17 TheDreadPirateRobots [Have Gun - Will Travel] - 1.8
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I banked the fire and stared into the golden eyes of Beatale before I crept into my makeshift tent.
I still had my auric vision running and couldn’t help but notice the thin silver cord that ran from me to Horse. Firming up my aura, I reached out with my hand and grabbed it. I could feel the nearly imperceptible vibration between my fingers as I used my mind to probe at the thread. I could feel a bright spark of intellect, a light at the end of a tunnel. Pushing with my mind, I slid down the thread until the spark grew larger and eventually filled my inner vision with a hazy white light. Horsey thoughts nudged at me curiously.
I slid into the haze and immediately lost all sense of direction. If it wasn’t for the silver thread, I’d have no idea how to exit this shifting white fog. Horsey thoughts got stronger as I followed the thread while the haze thinned and cleared to reveal an endless prairie of green grass. I found myself standing before a naked man wearing a horse mask and I stared in shock. It was obviously me wearing a cheap costume horse mask — there was no mistaking my tattoos.
“What did you expect?” Horse neighed at me. “I am you and you are me and we are all together. Goo goo ga joob.”
Horse made a shooing motion with his hands and I accelerated backwards through the white haze and slammed into my own body with a gasp. I stared at the tarp overhead for a long minute, processing this new revelation. Horse was a part of me, a piece of my spirit. Whatever psychic stuff I did with that silver cord lead me into a house of mirrors where I got to look at myself pretending to be a horse. I can’t even deal with that right now.
Rolling into my blankets, I dropped off to sleep.
*Ding*
-=- - Welcome to the Dreamworld - Included in the Psychic Skills pack, the Inner Sanctum is your psychic domain. It is the mental fortress that you must secure and maintain to defend against psychic and spiritual assaults. All of your neurosis and fears are symbolised in this realm and must be defeated or subjugated before you can become master of the domain. Good luck. -=-
I banished the pop-up and looked around. I knew I was asleep, but everything was just as real as when I was awake. I was breathing, I could feel the floor under my feet, and if it weren’t for the pop-up, I would have sworn I had been teleported. The room I was in resembled an oversized luxury prison cell, maybe a thirty foot cube. No windows. Rough stone walls with thick mortar. Large brass wall sconces were set directly into the stone and suffused the room with a warm, golden light provided by glowing rocks. The stone floor had colourful Persian rugs tastefully placed. A high plaster ceiling was painted with a rendition of Michelangelo’s ‘Creation of Adam’, depicting me as both Adam and God.
There was a comfy sofa in front of a large screen television that hung from one wall and an ornate grandfather clock ticked loudly in the corner. It was currently 10:08 PM. Another wall was a floor to ceiling bookshelf, stuffed with books of varying sizes. The third wall was covered with pictures and I could see at a glance that they were images from my life. The fourth wall had a thick riveted steel door on the right side, a full sized mirror on the left, and a computer workstation in the middle.
The picture wall was my first target. A few were quite large, nearly life sized, while others were tiny prints no larger than the palm of my hand. Scenes of my life were displayed in each one. The largest was me riding Horse with a shit-scared expression, shooting at a pack of wolves. Others were smaller, each with different frames. Some ornate gold or silver, others plain wood, a few wrapped in briars or barbed wire. Nanny Ramsey holding me as a young child. My dog Jean with a red ball in his mouth. My parents, screaming at me. I turned my attention to the books. Books are safe. Books don’t judge you.
The sweet, musty scent of a used book store filled my nostrils as I drew close to the honey coloured shelves. Hundreds of volumes filled the wall from floor to ceiling, with a ladder that could be rolled along a rail to access the top. I smiled at the sight. I had always wanted a library like this. I pulled a book at random and read the title, “Confused Fantasies about Joseph Harris, part XXIV of the Middle School Years”.
I slid the book back onto the shelf. Let’s see what’s on TV.
The remote was a slim, futuristic looking affair with a minimum of buttons. I pointed it at the television and moments later the huge screen came to life and presented me with a simple menu for movies, divided into six categories: Happy, Surprised, Afraid, Disgusted, Angry, and Sad. I scrolled through the offerings for a minute, reading the titles and reviews about the movies of my life. It really bothered me that there were so few selections in the Happy section.
The number of Sad movies increased by one.
I walked over to the mirror and noticed there was a small sticky note pasted to it. “Astral Realm. Experienced users only.” I shoved the note in my pocket and stared at my image. Sturdy black boots, black denim jeans and shirt with mother-of-pearl buttons, deep brown gun belt slung at my hip, red bandanna and black felt hat. All I needed was a pencil moustache and I would look like the stereotypical villain in any spaghetti western. At that very moment I decided to grow out a goatee. I’d rather be mistaken for a bad guy than a victim.
So how does this astral realm thing work?
The mirror appeared to be nothing more than a mirror. It was cold, smooth glass surrounded by a wrought iron frame, and reflected my image. I didn’t necessarily want to go walking into danger, but I wanted to know how it worked. I pushed and prodded the glass in frustration until I noticed my image grinning at me. I jumped back in surprise and it doubled over in silent laughter.
“Hilarious, dude. You got me,” I huffed. “So how do I get in?”
My mirror-self tipped his hat and stepped to side.
I reached up to the mirror again and my hand passed through, vanishing as if cut off. Okay, just a quick peek and we’ll explore the rest of the room. I stepped through and the world shifted around me. I was standing back at the campsite. My body was insubstantial as a ghost and the tarp was a wisp of substance running straight through me. Non living things don’t seem to have much presence in this realm. Glancing down, I saw my sleeping body rolled up in the blankets, a thin silver thread running from it to me, and another thread running to Horse.
Looking around, I surveyed the campsite. My astral vision seemed to be on and had an unlimited range. I could see the life all around me, the distant forest was a sea of greenish-gold, grasses and brush nearby glowed with spectral light. Tiny ghost insects scurried while ghost mice nibbled at whatever ghost mice nibble on. Ghost seeds and ghost insects, I suppose. I turned my attention overhead and gaped at the sight of a monstrous serpentine spirit flying through the inky void. I dropped back through the tent and rolled inside my body. That was plenty enough for now.
I rolled through the mirror and landed flat on my back, staring at the fresco on the ceiling. Vinnie-God winked at me and Vinnie-Adam grinned. Climbing to my knees, I brushed non-existent dust from my trousers and watched mirror-me doubled over in soundless laughter.
“Hey, laughing-boy!” I yelled at him. “You’re like the guardian or something, right? You got it covered?”
Mirror-me stood and saluted with a smile, then gave me two thumbs up. A moment later, his face took on a serious expression and he wriggled his right hand in the ‘maybe’ motion. Then he pointed at me, tapped his wrist, and then a finger to his head.
It all depends on how fast I learn stuff, I guess.
Two thumbs up and a winning smile reflected back to me.
A large cork board was mounted to the wall over the computer and a small note was pinned to it. “Note to self: Don’t fuck with the Elvish womens.”
The computer screen featured a screensaver of me as Vitruvian Man doing callisthenics over the words ‘HumanOS’. I tapped the spacebar and was rewarded with the sound of powerful fans kicking to life as the computer emerged from sleep mode and prompted me for a password. Should I assume it’s the same as the password on the computer I pawned in my previous life?
Password: *******esi
I was rewarded with a sweet R&M desktop and a couple of icons. System, NeuralNet, My-Tunes, My-Movies, My-Office.
System was just what I expected, lots of .dna files and other confusing scariness that allowed me to tweak my physical body and mental state. My-Tunes was a collection of every song I’d ever heard and My-Movies was a collection of every movie I’d ever seen. Not that I’m complaining, but it would have been nice to have “My-Games” so I could play RDR. My-Office was a clone of the popular software by a similar name. I have no idea what I’ll ever need a spreadsheet for in this world.
NuralNet opened up a search engine called Me-Seeks, featuring a familiar blue guy.
I typed in “beer” and several thousand results were displayed, anything I’d ever read, heard, or watched about beer, including how to make it. This right here made the price of admission totally worth it, access to an exact copy of everything I’d ever read, and I was a voracious reader. Sadly, most of the stuff I read was futurology — solar panels, electronics, biotech advancements, quantum computing. The material for steam engines, blacksmithing, farming and the like, were slim pickings. That’s okay though, I could still reproduce the Gutenberg press, the cotton gin, simple internal combustion engines, and basic batteries along with some sketchy knowledge of metal alloys, acids, bases, and other things I had read over the years. All that wasted time watching “How Things Work” was finally going to pay off. I copied a few likely money makers to My-Office, saved the file, and exported to my Notes, just in case they didn’t exist on Aerth.
A popup covered the screen.
📱 [New Upgrade Available!] 📱
🎉 Enhance Your Experience with the Latest HumanOS Features! 🎉
🌟 Features Include:
[Upgrade Now ✅] [Remind Me Later ❌]
Apparently I could upgrade myself, which reduced the cost of using my Utilities while providing other minor benefits. My Utilities would level up as I used them, which would increase their battery cost, so if I didn’t keep pace with an update to the OS they could become prohibitively expensive to operate.
Stupid pay-to-win world.
So, do I pay 2000 credits for version 2.0 or 5000 credits for version 3.0?
I selected version 3.0 and klicked [Install]. After watching it download the update, it popped up another screen that asked if I wanted to update now, or wait until Midnight for the mandatory update.
I selected [No] just as the grandfather clock chimed 10:30 PM. I wondered if time ran slower in here, because it seemed like I had spent a lot more time on the computer than 15 minutes. Walking over to the imposing steel door, I noticed a bronze key with a thin chain in the lock. There was another sticky note on the door. “Subconscious. Please keep the key with you at all times.”
That’s not scary at all, is it?
I unlocked the door with a loud clunk and pulled it open to reveal a bedroom straight out of some royal castle. I could tell immediately that it had seen better days. The tapestries on the wall were frayed and fading. The canopy over the bed had a few holes in it. A thin layer of dust covered the mantle of a small fireplace set into the wall. There was a window letting in bright sunlight and I moved over to look outside.
I was on the third floor of a keep surrounded by the walls and turrets of a modest castle. A castle that had fallen into serious disrepair. Did this represent the state of my inner mind? One tower was shattered and the curtain wall under it damaged. The lower bailey was full of litter. I could see a few soldiers walking around the allure, keeping watch.
I have people in my subconscious?
Someone behind me cleared their throat.
Whirling, I discovered a familiar old man standing in the door of the bedroom. What was left of his hair formed a white halo around his head, his face was unshaven and covered with several days of growth. He was dressed like a poor and tattered manservant, but carried himself with a dignified air.
“Woodhouse?”
“It’s nice to see the master at home,” He said with a proper English accent. “There are many matters that require the master’s attention.”
“Uh, sure,” I said, hanging the key around my neck and tucking it in my shirt. “And who are you again?”
“Your personal manservant, of course” he said with a slight bow. Walking over to the steel door, he pulled it closed and it locked with a solid thunk. “Master should always keep his inner sanctum closed. One never knows if something nasty will creep in.”
“Thank you, uh, Woodhouse. I’ll remember that,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “So what needs tending and how do things work around here?”
He smiled and beckoned me with a white gloved hand. “If master would be so kind as to follow me, I’ll introduce him to the staff and explain the duties and obligations of his domain.”
I’m 99.9% certain that everyone here is just me wearing a mask, so I shrugged and followed Woodhouse out of the bedroom and into the rest of my subconscious.
Five minutes later I was on the ground floor and seated on a shabby throne with the cast of a popular —and probably very copyright protected— animation in front of me. Woodhouse was the head butler and my personal manservant. Pam was the cook and demanded that I start importing sugar and alcohol before she was shushed by Woodhouse. Carol was a maid. Krieger was chancellor and Cyril was the steward. Archer and Lana were in charge of security. Ray was the marshal in charge of everything from the stables to the blacksmith.
I stared in disbelief at the motley crew kneeling in front of me. No wonder my inner mind was in such shambles. I was overcome with an irrational sense of anger at myself.
“Arright, listen up,” I barked, my voice echoing around the room. “I swear to God that I will fire every single one of you and hire circus clowns to replace you if you keep fucking things up. No joke. Circus clowns, got it?”
I ran a hand over my face as Ray pissed himself. “The only reason I’m not putting a boot in your asses right now is because I realise that you’re aspects of me, and the people you represent are pretty damn good at their jobs when they give enough of a shit to actually do them. As a team, you’re dysfunctionally fantastic and always seem to come out ahead no matter the odds.”
Heaving a sigh, I continued. “Things have changed and I need to get my shit together. I’m going to need every one of you to pull your weight and help me help you. Get back to your duties, I’ll meet you one on one later.”
My subconscious caretakers scurried out of the room.
“I’ll have one of the maids tend to the piss,” Woodhouse assured me.
“Never mind that,” I snapped. “I honestly had no idea my mind was such a shit show. I’m very disappointed in myself.” I pictured the Angry, Sad, and Disgusted counters on my personal movies clicking up. “Show me what needs to be done and let’s get started.”
During Woodhouse’s walking tour, everything clicked into place. This was some altered version of Bodiam castle, a location that was on my bucket list of places to visit. The royal council room, located behind the throne room, contained a “living” tapestry on the wall that showed the castle and surrounding land in real time. The castle was located in the middle of a small lake, and a single wood bridge led to the mainland. A small town surrounded the lake and a wall encircled the town. Outside the wall, the land was an irregular patchwork of forest and field, with a stinking swamp to the south. The entire “kingdom” was maybe ten miles across, surrounded by impassable mountains with innumerable creeks that fed the lake which drained into the southern swamp.
“Zombies are the problem, sir.” Woodhouse said, as I surveyed the living tapestry of my mental domain.
“Zombies?” I prompted.
“Yes sir, Zombies” Woodhouse continued. “Nasty bitey things that come in from the mountains and harass the peasants. They’ve gotten especially worse over the last few months. The soldiers do what they can, but they seem to have lost all motivation. Probably because they haven’t been paid.”
“And who pays them?”
“Typically chancellor Krieger is in charge of financial matters, although Steward Figgis has taken over the duty, sir.”
“Then let’s make Figgis our first stop.”
“Very good, sir.”
The office of the steward was run by Cyril Figgis, who managed the kingdom in my absence. It was overflowing with paperwork and charts, books and scrolls piled high on every flat surface. Cyril was desperately attempting to tidy things when Woodhouse and I walked in.
“Yo..you..your majesty,” Cyril stuttered, bowing low. Scrolls fell from his overloaded arms, spilling across the floor. He dropped to his knees and scrambled to gather them up. “I didn’t expect you to visit so soon. Please forgive the mess, housekeeping has been slacking…”
This was the guy who ran things while I was conscious.
“Shut up, Cyril” I said. “You’re responsible for everything in this office. That includes keeping it organised and tidy.”
“Y..yes milord.”
“It’s my understanding that you’re in charge of making sure everyone gets paid. So why aren’t we paying people?” I asked.
“We’re nearly out of Fuks, your majesty. I’ve been saving them for emergencies.”
“Fucks?”
“Fuks,” Cyril explained, pushing a pile of books off a large chest and opening it. Reaching inside he pulled out two small bags and emptied them on top of his cluttered desk. “Gold and Silver Fuks, the currency of the kingdom. I can’t maintain the kingdom when I have no Fuks to give.”
Behold the subconscious kingdom of Vincent J. Carter, it runs on Fuks.
“So how do I get more fuks?” I asked, examining one of the coins. It had an image of me on one side and symbol on the other that could be interpreted as “peace among worlds”.
“You kill the zombies, your majesty.”
Of course I do.
Woodhouse and I left Cyril’s office and headed towards the office of the chancellor where Krieger worked. It seemed that Cyril took over financial matters when Krieger became erratic and proposed luring all the zombies into the city and setting it on fire. Not sure how that corresponds to my own self-destructive behaviour, but I’ve had some dark thoughts over the last couple of months and I’m sure they’re reflected here.
Krieger’s office was much neater in comparison to Cyril’s, but it wasn’t by much. Shelves lined the walls and were filled with an array of questionable items, including a still snapping zombie head in a jar. While the office of the chancellor was supposed to be in charge of financial matters, it looked more like a dodgy rummage sale.
Krieger was launching sword blades at a pig carcass when we walked in.
“What exactly are you doing?” I asked, standing in the doorway.
“Hm? Oh, your majesty!” he said, turning around and bowing deeply. “I’m testing a new invention. It’s a spring loaded hilt that shoots sword blades. Very useful for our soldiers.”
“Stupidest idea ever,” I snapped. “I hate everything about it.”
“Okay,” Krieger said, tossing the hilt into a nearby pile of junk. “But don’t blame me when you need to shoot a sword at a zombie and don’t have one.”
“So why aren’t you managing the financial affairs? Collecting taxes, paying people, stuff like that?”
“Because the population has declined so much none of that matters?”
“What do you mean?”
“Wellll, the population represents things you care about,” Krieger said, going into lecture mode. “And the zombies and other monsters are real or imagined problems in your way. Since you don’t care about too many things the population has shrunk to just what’s needed to keep everything running on the bare minimum of fuks. And since you don’t seem to have any long or short term goals, there’s no need to kill off the zombies and get more fuks. Everything is fine just the way it is.”
“No, it’s not Krieger” I said, grinding my teeth. “My mind is in a shambles. It’s a joke. I want it fixed. No, I want it better than fixed. I want it improved.”
“Oh! I’ve got just the thing for that!” He said, digging around in his pockets, “It’s a spring-loaded hilt that shoots swords!”
Pam and Cheryl were hanging out a gallery window jeering at Archer and Lana sparring in the inner courtyard.
“What the hell are you doing!” I snapped
They whirled in surprise and then dropped into deep curtseys.
“Your majesty!”
I took a deep breath, trying to regain my centre. “Get to work cleaning this place up. Find a room, clean it, and move on to the next. Start with my bedroom, then the throne room and the council chamber, then everything else.”
Cheryl spoke up. “Can’t do it. We got no fuks to clean with.”
“You need fuks to clean?”
“Gotta buy stuff,” Pam said. “Cleaning supplies, food. You wanna eat, you’re gonna have to spend some fuks.”
“Talk to Cyril,” I ordered. “Tell him I said to get you supplied.”
They ran off in the direction of the stewards office.
I watched Archer and Lana bashing each other enthusiastically through the window.
Several minutes later the sparring couple stopped and bowed when Woodhouse and I stepped into the inner courtyard.
“Your majesty”
“My liege”
“Enough,” I said. “If you have enough energy to smash each other, you have enough energy to smash zombies. Tell me what I need to know so I can start gathering fuks.”
Archer shrugged and spoke first. “You just kill the zombies and other monsters. They drop fuks.”
“Anything special about the zombies?” I asked. “Are they fast? Do people get turned into zombies when bitten?”
“Nope,” Lana said, resting her wooden sword on her shoulder. “Most of them are slow shamblers and just need a good wack to the head to kill them.”
“Some are special,” Archer interjected. “Occasionally you’ll have some fast ones, or those that need holy water to kill. They’re just bad memories, figments of your personality that need to be eliminated. Some are worse than others.”
“The zombies are bad memories?” I asked, imagining all the bad memories that I had.
“Memories, thoughts, insecurities, metaphysical mumbo-jumbo,” Woodhouse supplied. “They are endless, but constant vigilance can keep them under control.”
“So let’s get started,” I said. “Lead the way.”
Lana and Archer lead me up to the parapet over the front gate where I looked over at the dozens of zombies milling about aimlessly in front of the entrance to my mind. Pulling out my gun, I began to pick them off, easy as shooting fish in a barrel. The crack of my spell pistol attracted more zombies and I dispatched them with ease until no more were left around the gate. As I fired each shot I could feel some sort of existential energy flowing from me, draining some hidden reserve.
“Gather up the Fuks,” I commanded. “And Lana?”
“Mi’lord?”
“There’s no excuse for this. From now on, I expect the walls to be clear of all zombies.”
“Yes mi’lord,” she said, giving me a small bow.
Turning to Archer, I shook my head. “You’re obviously my personal narcissism, so just try to stay out of Lana’s way, or better yet - try to kill more zombies than her. If you think you can.”
Archer scoffed. “No contest. I took top marks in sharpshooting.”
“That means I should expect to see results by tomorrow. I look forward to it.”
Archer looked panicked for a moment then smiled. “Sure, I can give you results.”
Turning back to Woodhouse I said “Show me what else need attending.”
Woodhouse led me through the town that represented my mind, pointing out each business that had fallen into disrepair, suggested others that needed improvements, and additions that would benefit me. In the distance, I could hear Lana and Archer shooting at the crowd of zombies and with each echoing shot I felt a tiny bit better about everything.
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I banked the fire and stared into the golden eyes of Beatale before I crept into my makeshift tent.
I still had my auric vision running and couldn’t help but notice the thin silver cord that ran from me to Horse. Firming up my aura, I reached out with my hand and grabbed it. I could feel the nearly imperceptible vibration between my fingers as I used my mind to probe at the thread. I could feel a bright spark of intellect, a light at the end of a tunnel. Pushing with my mind, I slid down the thread until the spark grew larger and eventually filled my inner vision with a hazy white light. Horsey thoughts nudged at me curiously.
I slid into the haze and immediately lost all sense of direction. If it wasn’t for the silver thread, I’d have no idea how to exit this shifting white fog. Horsey thoughts got stronger as I followed the thread while the haze thinned and cleared to reveal an endless prairie of green grass. I found myself standing before a naked man wearing a horse mask and I stared in shock. It was obviously me wearing a cheap costume horse mask — there was no mistaking my tattoos.
“What did you expect?” Horse neighed at me. “I am you and you are me and we are all together. Goo goo ga joob.”
Horse made a shooing motion with his hands and I accelerated backwards through the white haze and slammed into my own body with a gasp. I stared at the tarp overhead for a long minute, processing this new revelation. Horse was a part of me, a piece of my spirit. Whatever psychic stuff I did with that silver cord lead me into a house of mirrors where I got to look at myself pretending to be a horse. I can’t even deal with that right now.
Rolling into my blankets, I dropped off to sleep.
*Ding*
-=- - Welcome to the Dreamworld - Included in the Psychic Skills pack, the Inner Sanctum is your psychic domain. It is the mental fortress that you must secure and maintain to defend against psychic and spiritual assaults. All of your neurosis and fears are symbolised in this realm and must be defeated or subjugated before you can become master of the domain. Good luck. -=-
I banished the pop-up and looked around. I knew I was asleep, but everything was just as real as when I was awake. I was breathing, I could feel the floor under my feet, and if it weren’t for the pop-up, I would have sworn I had been teleported. The room I was in resembled an oversized luxury prison cell, maybe a thirty foot cube. No windows. Rough stone walls with thick mortar. Large brass wall sconces were set directly into the stone and suffused the room with a warm, golden light provided by glowing rocks. The stone floor had colourful Persian rugs tastefully placed. A high plaster ceiling was painted with a rendition of Michelangelo’s ‘Creation of Adam’, depicting me as both Adam and God.
There was a comfy sofa in front of a large screen television that hung from one wall and an ornate grandfather clock ticked loudly in the corner. It was currently 10:08 PM. Another wall was a floor to ceiling bookshelf, stuffed with books of varying sizes. The third wall was covered with pictures and I could see at a glance that they were images from my life. The fourth wall had a thick riveted steel door on the right side, a full sized mirror on the left, and a computer workstation in the middle.
The picture wall was my first target. A few were quite large, nearly life sized, while others were tiny prints no larger than the palm of my hand. Scenes of my life were displayed in each one. The largest was me riding Horse with a shit-scared expression, shooting at a pack of wolves. Others were smaller, each with different frames. Some ornate gold or silver, others plain wood, a few wrapped in briars or barbed wire. Nanny Ramsey holding me as a young child. My dog Jean with a red ball in his mouth. My parents, screaming at me. I turned my attention to the books. Books are safe. Books don’t judge you.
The sweet, musty scent of a used book store filled my nostrils as I drew close to the honey coloured shelves. Hundreds of volumes filled the wall from floor to ceiling, with a ladder that could be rolled along a rail to access the top. I smiled at the sight. I had always wanted a library like this. I pulled a book at random and read the title, “Confused Fantasies about Joseph Harris, part XXIV of the Middle School Years”.
I slid the book back onto the shelf. Let’s see what’s on TV.
The remote was a slim, futuristic looking affair with a minimum of buttons. I pointed it at the television and moments later the huge screen came to life and presented me with a simple menu for movies, divided into six categories: Happy, Surprised, Afraid, Disgusted, Angry, and Sad. I scrolled through the offerings for a minute, reading the titles and reviews about the movies of my life. It really bothered me that there were so few selections in the Happy section.
The number of Sad movies increased by one.
I walked over to the mirror and noticed there was a small sticky note pasted to it. “Astral Realm. Experienced users only.” I shoved the note in my pocket and stared at my image. Sturdy black boots, black denim jeans and shirt with mother-of-pearl buttons, deep brown gun belt slung at my hip, red bandanna and black felt hat. All I needed was a pencil moustache and I would look like the stereotypical villain in any spaghetti western. At that very moment I decided to grow out a goatee. I’d rather be mistaken for a bad guy than a victim.
So how does this astral realm thing work?
The mirror appeared to be nothing more than a mirror. It was cold, smooth glass surrounded by a wrought iron frame, and reflected my image. I didn’t necessarily want to go walking into danger, but I wanted to know how it worked. I pushed and prodded the glass in frustration until I noticed my image grinning at me. I jumped back in surprise and it doubled over in silent laughter.
“Hilarious, dude. You got me,” I huffed. “So how do I get in?”
My mirror-self tipped his hat and stepped to side.
I reached up to the mirror again and my hand passed through, vanishing as if cut off. Okay, just a quick peek and we’ll explore the rest of the room. I stepped through and the world shifted around me. I was standing back at the campsite. My body was insubstantial as a ghost and the tarp was a wisp of substance running straight through me. Non living things don’t seem to have much presence in this realm. Glancing down, I saw my sleeping body rolled up in the blankets, a thin silver thread running from it to me, and another thread running to Horse.
Looking around, I surveyed the campsite. My astral vision seemed to be on and had an unlimited range. I could see the life all around me, the distant forest was a sea of greenish-gold, grasses and brush nearby glowed with spectral light. Tiny ghost insects scurried while ghost mice nibbled at whatever ghost mice nibble on. Ghost seeds and ghost insects, I suppose. I turned my attention overhead and gaped at the sight of a monstrous serpentine spirit flying through the inky void. I dropped back through the tent and rolled inside my body. That was plenty enough for now.
I rolled through the mirror and landed flat on my back, staring at the fresco on the ceiling. Vinnie-God winked at me and Vinnie-Adam grinned. Climbing to my knees, I brushed non-existent dust from my trousers and watched mirror-me doubled over in soundless laughter.
“Hey, laughing-boy!” I yelled at him. “You’re like the guardian or something, right? You got it covered?”
Mirror-me stood and saluted with a smile, then gave me two thumbs up. A moment later, his face took on a serious expression and he wriggled his right hand in the ‘maybe’ motion. Then he pointed at me, tapped his wrist, and then a finger to his head.
It all depends on how fast I learn stuff, I guess.
Two thumbs up and a winning smile reflected back to me.
A large cork board was mounted to the wall over the computer and a small note was pinned to it. “Note to self: Don’t fuck with the Elvish womens.”
The computer screen featured a screensaver of me as Vitruvian Man doing callisthenics over the words ‘HumanOS’. I tapped the spacebar and was rewarded with the sound of powerful fans kicking to life as the computer emerged from sleep mode and prompted me for a password. Should I assume it’s the same as the password on the computer I pawned in my previous life?
Password: *******esi
I was rewarded with a sweet R&M desktop and a couple of icons. System, NeuralNet, My-Tunes, My-Movies, My-Office.
System was just what I expected, lots of .dna files and other confusing scariness that allowed me to tweak my physical body and mental state. My-Tunes was a collection of every song I’d ever heard and My-Movies was a collection of every movie I’d ever seen. Not that I’m complaining, but it would have been nice to have “My-Games” so I could play RDR. My-Office was a clone of the popular software by a similar name. I have no idea what I’ll ever need a spreadsheet for in this world.
NuralNet opened up a search engine called Me-Seeks, featuring a familiar blue guy.
I typed in “beer” and several thousand results were displayed, anything I’d ever read, heard, or watched about beer, including how to make it. This right here made the price of admission totally worth it, access to an exact copy of everything I’d ever read, and I was a voracious reader. Sadly, most of the stuff I read was futurology — solar panels, electronics, biotech advancements, quantum computing. The material for steam engines, blacksmithing, farming and the like, were slim pickings. That’s okay though, I could still reproduce the Gutenberg press, the cotton gin, simple internal combustion engines, and basic batteries along with some sketchy knowledge of metal alloys, acids, bases, and other things I had read over the years. All that wasted time watching “How Things Work” was finally going to pay off. I copied a few likely money makers to My-Office, saved the file, and exported to my Notes, just in case they didn’t exist on Aerth.
A popup covered the screen.
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Apparently I could upgrade myself, which reduced the cost of using my Utilities while providing other minor benefits. My Utilities would level up as I used them, which would increase their battery cost, so if I didn’t keep pace with an update to the OS they could become prohibitively expensive to operate.
Stupid pay-to-win world.
So, do I pay 2000 credits for version 2.0 or 5000 credits for version 3.0?
I selected version 3.0 and klicked [Install]. After watching it download the update, it popped up another screen that asked if I wanted to update now, or wait until Midnight for the mandatory update.
I selected [No] just as the grandfather clock chimed 10:30 PM. I wondered if time ran slower in here, because it seemed like I had spent a lot more time on the computer than 15 minutes. Walking over to the imposing steel door, I noticed a bronze key with a thin chain in the lock. There was another sticky note on the door. “Subconscious. Please keep the key with you at all times.”
That’s not scary at all, is it?
I unlocked the door with a loud clunk and pulled it open to reveal a bedroom straight out of some royal castle. I could tell immediately that it had seen better days. The tapestries on the wall were frayed and fading. The canopy over the bed had a few holes in it. A thin layer of dust covered the mantle of a small fireplace set into the wall. There was a window letting in bright sunlight and I moved over to look outside.
I was on the third floor of a keep surrounded by the walls and turrets of a modest castle. A castle that had fallen into serious disrepair. Did this represent the state of my inner mind? One tower was shattered and the curtain wall under it damaged. The lower bailey was full of litter. I could see a few soldiers walking around the allure, keeping watch.
I have people in my subconscious?
Someone behind me cleared their throat.
Whirling, I discovered a familiar old man standing in the door of the bedroom. What was left of his hair formed a white halo around his head, his face was unshaven and covered with several days of growth. He was dressed like a poor and tattered manservant, but carried himself with a dignified air.
“Woodhouse?”
“It’s nice to see the master at home,” He said with a proper English accent. “There are many matters that require the master’s attention.”
“Uh, sure,” I said, hanging the key around my neck and tucking it in my shirt. “And who are you again?”
“Your personal manservant, of course” he said with a slight bow. Walking over to the steel door, he pulled it closed and it locked with a solid thunk. “Master should always keep his inner sanctum closed. One never knows if something nasty will creep in.”
“Thank you, uh, Woodhouse. I’ll remember that,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “So what needs tending and how do things work around here?”
He smiled and beckoned me with a white gloved hand. “If master would be so kind as to follow me, I’ll introduce him to the staff and explain the duties and obligations of his domain.”
I’m 99.9% certain that everyone here is just me wearing a mask, so I shrugged and followed Woodhouse out of the bedroom and into the rest of my subconscious.
Five minutes later I was on the ground floor and seated on a shabby throne with the cast of a popular —and probably very copyright protected— animation in front of me. Woodhouse was the head butler and my personal manservant. Pam was the cook and demanded that I start importing sugar and alcohol before she was shushed by Woodhouse. Carol was a maid. Krieger was chancellor and Cyril was the steward. Archer and Lana were in charge of security. Ray was the marshal in charge of everything from the stables to the blacksmith.
I stared in disbelief at the motley crew kneeling in front of me. No wonder my inner mind was in such shambles. I was overcome with an irrational sense of anger at myself.
“Arright, listen up,” I barked, my voice echoing around the room. “I swear to God that I will fire every single one of you and hire circus clowns to replace you if you keep fucking things up. No joke. Circus clowns, got it?”
I ran a hand over my face as Ray pissed himself. “The only reason I’m not putting a boot in your asses right now is because I realise that you’re aspects of me, and the people you represent are pretty damn good at their jobs when they give enough of a shit to actually do them. As a team, you’re dysfunctionally fantastic and always seem to come out ahead no matter the odds.”
Heaving a sigh, I continued. “Things have changed and I need to get my shit together. I’m going to need every one of you to pull your weight and help me help you. Get back to your duties, I’ll meet you one on one later.”
My subconscious caretakers scurried out of the room.
“I’ll have one of the maids tend to the piss,” Woodhouse assured me.
“Never mind that,” I snapped. “I honestly had no idea my mind was such a shit show. I’m very disappointed in myself.” I pictured the Angry, Sad, and Disgusted counters on my personal movies clicking up. “Show me what needs to be done and let’s get started.”
During Woodhouse’s walking tour, everything clicked into place. This was some altered version of Bodiam castle, a location that was on my bucket list of places to visit. The royal council room, located behind the throne room, contained a “living” tapestry on the wall that showed the castle and surrounding land in real time. The castle was located in the middle of a small lake, and a single wood bridge led to the mainland. A small town surrounded the lake and a wall encircled the town. Outside the wall, the land was an irregular patchwork of forest and field, with a stinking swamp to the south. The entire “kingdom” was maybe ten miles across, surrounded by impassable mountains with innumerable creeks that fed the lake which drained into the southern swamp.
“Zombies are the problem, sir.” Woodhouse said, as I surveyed the living tapestry of my mental domain.
“Zombies?” I prompted.
“Yes sir, Zombies” Woodhouse continued. “Nasty bitey things that come in from the mountains and harass the peasants. They’ve gotten especially worse over the last few months. The soldiers do what they can, but they seem to have lost all motivation. Probably because they haven’t been paid.”
“And who pays them?”
“Typically chancellor Krieger is in charge of financial matters, although Steward Figgis has taken over the duty, sir.”
“Then let’s make Figgis our first stop.”
“Very good, sir.”
The office of the steward was run by Cyril Figgis, who managed the kingdom in my absence. It was overflowing with paperwork and charts, books and scrolls piled high on every flat surface. Cyril was desperately attempting to tidy things when Woodhouse and I walked in.
“Yo..you..your majesty,” Cyril stuttered, bowing low. Scrolls fell from his overloaded arms, spilling across the floor. He dropped to his knees and scrambled to gather them up. “I didn’t expect you to visit so soon. Please forgive the mess, housekeeping has been slacking…”
This was the guy who ran things while I was conscious.
“Shut up, Cyril” I said. “You’re responsible for everything in this office. That includes keeping it organised and tidy.”
“Y..yes milord.”
“It’s my understanding that you’re in charge of making sure everyone gets paid. So why aren’t we paying people?” I asked.
“We’re nearly out of Fuks, your majesty. I’ve been saving them for emergencies.”
“Fucks?”
“Fuks,” Cyril explained, pushing a pile of books off a large chest and opening it. Reaching inside he pulled out two small bags and emptied them on top of his cluttered desk. “Gold and Silver Fuks, the currency of the kingdom. I can’t maintain the kingdom when I have no Fuks to give.”
Behold the subconscious kingdom of Vincent J. Carter, it runs on Fuks.
“So how do I get more fuks?” I asked, examining one of the coins. It had an image of me on one side and symbol on the other that could be interpreted as “peace among worlds”.
“You kill the zombies, your majesty.”
Of course I do.
Woodhouse and I left Cyril’s office and headed towards the office of the chancellor where Krieger worked. It seemed that Cyril took over financial matters when Krieger became erratic and proposed luring all the zombies into the city and setting it on fire. Not sure how that corresponds to my own self-destructive behaviour, but I’ve had some dark thoughts over the last couple of months and I’m sure they’re reflected here.
Krieger’s office was much neater in comparison to Cyril’s, but it wasn’t by much. Shelves lined the walls and were filled with an array of questionable items, including a still snapping zombie head in a jar. While the office of the chancellor was supposed to be in charge of financial matters, it looked more like a dodgy rummage sale.
Krieger was launching sword blades at a pig carcass when we walked in.
“What exactly are you doing?” I asked, standing in the doorway.
“Hm? Oh, your majesty!” he said, turning around and bowing deeply. “I’m testing a new invention. It’s a spring loaded hilt that shoots sword blades. Very useful for our soldiers.”
“Stupidest idea ever,” I snapped. “I hate everything about it.”
“Okay,” Krieger said, tossing the hilt into a nearby pile of junk. “But don’t blame me when you need to shoot a sword at a zombie and don’t have one.”
“So why aren’t you managing the financial affairs? Collecting taxes, paying people, stuff like that?”
“Because the population has declined so much none of that matters?”
“What do you mean?”
“Wellll, the population represents things you care about,” Krieger said, going into lecture mode. “And the zombies and other monsters are real or imagined problems in your way. Since you don’t care about too many things the population has shrunk to just what’s needed to keep everything running on the bare minimum of fuks. And since you don’t seem to have any long or short term goals, there’s no need to kill off the zombies and get more fuks. Everything is fine just the way it is.”
“No, it’s not Krieger” I said, grinding my teeth. “My mind is in a shambles. It’s a joke. I want it fixed. No, I want it better than fixed. I want it improved.”
“Oh! I’ve got just the thing for that!” He said, digging around in his pockets, “It’s a spring-loaded hilt that shoots swords!”
Pam and Cheryl were hanging out a gallery window jeering at Archer and Lana sparring in the inner courtyard.
“What the hell are you doing!” I snapped
They whirled in surprise and then dropped into deep curtseys.
“Your majesty!”
I took a deep breath, trying to regain my centre. “Get to work cleaning this place up. Find a room, clean it, and move on to the next. Start with my bedroom, then the throne room and the council chamber, then everything else.”
Cheryl spoke up. “Can’t do it. We got no fuks to clean with.”
“You need fuks to clean?”
“Gotta buy stuff,” Pam said. “Cleaning supplies, food. You wanna eat, you’re gonna have to spend some fuks.”
“Talk to Cyril,” I ordered. “Tell him I said to get you supplied.”
They ran off in the direction of the stewards office.
I watched Archer and Lana bashing each other enthusiastically through the window.
Several minutes later the sparring couple stopped and bowed when Woodhouse and I stepped into the inner courtyard.
“Your majesty”
“My liege”
“Enough,” I said. “If you have enough energy to smash each other, you have enough energy to smash zombies. Tell me what I need to know so I can start gathering fuks.”
Archer shrugged and spoke first. “You just kill the zombies and other monsters. They drop fuks.”
“Anything special about the zombies?” I asked. “Are they fast? Do people get turned into zombies when bitten?”
“Nope,” Lana said, resting her wooden sword on her shoulder. “Most of them are slow shamblers and just need a good wack to the head to kill them.”
“Some are special,” Archer interjected. “Occasionally you’ll have some fast ones, or those that need holy water to kill. They’re just bad memories, figments of your personality that need to be eliminated. Some are worse than others.”
“The zombies are bad memories?” I asked, imagining all the bad memories that I had.
“Memories, thoughts, insecurities, metaphysical mumbo-jumbo,” Woodhouse supplied. “They are endless, but constant vigilance can keep them under control.”
“So let’s get started,” I said. “Lead the way.”
Lana and Archer lead me up to the parapet over the front gate where I looked over at the dozens of zombies milling about aimlessly in front of the entrance to my mind. Pulling out my gun, I began to pick them off, easy as shooting fish in a barrel. The crack of my spell pistol attracted more zombies and I dispatched them with ease until no more were left around the gate. As I fired each shot I could feel some sort of existential energy flowing from me, draining some hidden reserve.
“Gather up the Fuks,” I commanded. “And Lana?”
“Mi’lord?”
“There’s no excuse for this. From now on, I expect the walls to be clear of all zombies.”
“Yes mi’lord,” she said, giving me a small bow.
Turning to Archer, I shook my head. “You’re obviously my personal narcissism, so just try to stay out of Lana’s way, or better yet - try to kill more zombies than her. If you think you can.”
Archer scoffed. “No contest. I took top marks in sharpshooting.”
“That means I should expect to see results by tomorrow. I look forward to it.”
Archer looked panicked for a moment then smiled. “Sure, I can give you results.”
Turning back to Woodhouse I said “Show me what else need attending.”
Woodhouse led me through the town that represented my mind, pointing out each business that had fallen into disrepair, suggested others that needed improvements, and additions that would benefit me. In the distance, I could hear Lana and Archer shooting at the crowd of zombies and with each echoing shot I felt a tiny bit better about everything.
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Ceele strolled through the damp grass along the outskirts of the village, a spring in her step and the dwindling scent of dew following behind. It rained yesterday, which had prevented her from going out to gather supplies, but the mild morning air had been accommodating enough for her to get an early start and make the trip. She was glad she did.
One hand clutched her new prize to her chest, while the other held a fraying wicker basket filled with herbs and some edible roots she gathered by exploring the forbidden forest. Despite her reservations regarding where she chose to go, her excitement now lingered like a steady thrum of shifting stones, giving her energy that defied how long she had been walking. She all but pranced beneath the burgeoning night's sky, gleefully toeing the line between the dirt pathways of the settlement’s outskirts and the trees of unclaimed land. Normally, her path back home would never be so close to the village, but she was far too gleeful to mind. She had come back with a sense of fulfillment and a rare object—or if not rare, then hopefully of great value.
It was hard to point to any one specific reason that she came across the orb. There had always been a ‘draw’ during her travels, urging her that there was something missing in her life, yet it was no more than a mild whim to walk in a particular direction more often than not. Once she reached this part of the continent, she was compelled to wander, never quite able to explain why she obliged the sensation besides having nowhere in particular to be. Even when she finally settled somewhere, it stayed in the back of her mind, suggesting that she was close to whatever would make the pit of vacancy go away. She ignored it, purposefully distracting herself with her work and responsibilities, yet that could only last so long. When she awoke this morning with plans to resupply, and all of her newfound spots had been picked clean by wildlife, she turned to the depths of the forest where she was warned not to tread. It was all too easy to follow the subtle tug in her chest through the loose justification.
The urge to be somewhere grew unbearable with every step closer to the forbidden area. That sense of having a direction she needed to go became stronger and stronger, until she was well into land long since forgotten. She came across an overgrown depression in the hillside, and was entranced by the foreboding image. Something about the cave just…beckoned her. She was far too weak to resist.
Horrible tales echoed into her ears as whispers of fearful voices, warning and unending, yet but a dull drone compared to her hammering heart. She navigated the trees and brushed aside unkempt vines, stepping into the cavern with a mix of expectation and trepidation, then laid eyes on the small obsidian stone perched atop a crumbling pillar. The feeling of needing to travel somewhere…stopped.
The pull was absent, which was why she held the orb close instead of placing it into her basket. She wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but she recalled overheard tales of hidden gemstones, deep cavernous expanses, and the untold terrors that lay within. Comparing the scenes of those fables to the cave seemed foolish now; it wasn’t some torturous chamber, but a dusty depression in a small hillside. Besides, anything this pretty was sure to be worth a fair sum, and she needed the coin. Yet the thought of selling the precious-looking stone was a conflicting one. She shook off the thought for the time being, turning her attention back towards where she was going.
Shadows stretched and faded as the moon stole the last of the illumination afforded by the sun, replacing it with a calming glow that caressed the log frames and thatched roofs of various homes. A star-filled sky came into prominence as clouds lazily drifted away, revealing the promise of tomorrow’s fair-weathered arrival. It was too late for anyone to notice her treading on the edge of their town while lost in thought, but she was still careful not to get too close to the houses or livestock pens where people might be finishing the evening’s duties. It was best that they didn’t see her returning from a place she was told not to go. Still, her feet carried her near the dwellings as she took in the noises.
Ceele enjoyed the comforting chatter from a distance. Indistinct words floated freely. Meaningless gossip and warm goodbyes were exchanged between friends and family. Places of various occupations were dark and quiet, only the faint contented mewls and clucks of livestock coming from their pastures as they ate what was recently put out for them. No metal rang throughout the streets as it was struck inside a centralized smithy, no heated bartering came from an overactive trade house, and the crunch of dirt beneath transport or merchant wagons was absent, replaced by the rapid steps and yelps of children rushing to their homes before it got too dark out. It was all just gentle conversation and life drifting through the wind, taking the rustle of leaves along for the ride, just so she could hear it. Tranquil, in a word.
She wondered what it would sound like if she were yet one more voice within that crowd of kindness. Would it be loud like the larger cities? Would she struggle to maintain a thought with so many stray topics floating about? Would she once more yearn for the peace and quiet of solitude that she had grown used to, or would she immerse herself, free of judgment and laughing like the carefree young that scampered about? Did thinking about it even matter?
Her smile fell from its genuine intensity—still worn, but not as fully. She glanced downward as her stride lost its jubilant bounce, her tail losing its sway as her grey eyes examined the dry black scales that adorned her body against her wishes. It was the ugly hue of tarnished oil, unlike the skin of any other kobold she had met. Some had reds or greens, yellows or whites, while most were between a sandy tan or earthen brown. The rainbow of peculiarities was displayed by the lucky few, and she was one of them…
…Yet she was different in the worst of ways.
Even if she would rather any other colour, she supposed it was that way to make sure no one came near without accepting the unspoken risks. That was what her mother always said, anyway, though the woman hardly feared much of anything in her old age, and dedicated herself to giving her offspring all the love she had left to give—a perk of living a full life. She would always help her daughter bathe, complimenting the colour of what most were unnerved by. That was more than a decade ago now, however. Ceele’s parents had passed on while she was still young, and she took to travelling not long after, working at what she could to afford what little she needed. Never for long, though—just enough to get to the next town between where she was and where the urge to go lay. There were certainly moments she looked back on fondly, but the journey had taken its toll.
The crude material of her ‘dress’ was coarse, old, and heavy, but it helped ease the worst of spring's chill—even if it was more of a modified sack than proper attire. Still, it was all she had after the last of her clothing fell apart, and giving the repurposed material a name that reminded her of something else made it less uncomfortable to wear, somehow. It would have to do until she could afford a pitying seamstress or the like. Until then, she would pretend she didn’t look so desperate, even if it only highlighted her status and made finding work difficult.
But it did. The dishevelled garment was a far cry from the wonderful silks or breathtaking designs she had seen some women wear, harshly marking the distinction between herself and those of affluence. The clothing of commoners was also a leap in style and quality, so she couldn't say her attire was up to even modest standards. No matter how hard she squinted, and no matter how much she fantasized otherwise, she seemed every bit like the vagrant she was, down to the soil embedded in the curvature of her claws and the stains throughout her fabrics. She looked like a serf from the more oppressed lands, yet they too wore crude cottons, which said a lot about how she appeared to those who had never lived a life of servitude. It was obvious that she was an outsider. That she didn't belong amongst the rest. It made changing something as simple as her appearance all the more difficult; prospective employment always saw a young woman who seemed more likely to steal or swindle than make an honest day’s living.
There was one good twist of fate in recent memory, however, and she came upon the result of it after leaving the slowing bustle of the village behind. Her steps carried her through a small copse of trees on the outskirts of town, the small shaded path leading to the back of a large, carefully pruned clearing, a scattering of fruit-bearing trees providing even darker shadow than the already dim moonlight. She skirted along the aging fence on the border that kept predatory animals away, carefully hoisting herself over the barrier where a large vegetable garden she was responsible for tending resided. If one were to tell her she would be living in such an area several months ago, she would have smiled politely and walked away, yet here she was.
A modest, warmly lit home occupied the middle of the clearing, sitting front and centre when one approached from the village path. It looked quite cozy, surrounded by berry bushes that were just beginning to bloom as the last dregs of winter slipped away. A front patio displayed a nice table and well-loved chairs, the rustic appearance only adding to its charm as a place where friends and family spent the warm summer afternoons. A smithy to the left of the house functioned as an additional heated building during the colder months, but usually served as a storefront and to muffle the sounds of hammered iron, though that had become less common. An old stable was nearby, close enough to be accessible, but not so close as to disturb the once occupying animals with sounds of iron craft. It hadn't seen a horse in quite some time, apparently, so it was mostly a workshop for whatever tasks didn’t require fire or metal.
There was a long history attached to each little detail—from the scuffs along the wooden siding to the depressions in the ground where daily routine wore into the earth. Every fault suffered throughout the years was matched by a thousand quirks that made it feel welcoming, like the house itself was merely waiting for the next friendly face with one of its own. She knew that the inside of each building would look just as cared for.
Her concern lay outside, however. It was a comparatively miniscule space just barely visible through the sheltering trees, true, yet it was where her efforts turned into tangible results, and where a stranger’s trust was painstakingly repaid. Once overgrown grass had been laboriously trimmed, the weeds plucked and disposed of, and now nothing distracted from what she could claim she had done.
The small plots of rock-bordered soil had little buds of growing vegetables, a sense of pride never failing to bloom in her breast with the knowledge that it would be barren without her touch. When her troubles and concerns grew heavy, and fears of the future or spectres of the past loomed over her head, she could look at where she had brought life where it wouldn't otherwise be. Some days, that was enough. She smiled in appreciation at what was admittedly amateur work, the night’s sky helping to hide any inevitably made mistakes.
She enjoyed the sight for a moment longer, then turned to walk towards a neglected old tool shed that was well out of sight within the trees, far away from whatever warmth and comfort the larger house offered to everyone and anyone. She put a hand on the degrading wood of the entryway, giving one last sad smile at the garden as she dismissed selfish thoughts of taking the eventual harvest for herself. A breath cleared the uncertainty from her voice, and she pushed open the door.
“I'm home!”
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It took a while for Altier to adjust to his situation, and even once he accepted that his mana wasn't being siphoned, he was still reeling from confusion. He had spent centuries with every year passing by without his notice, yet now he was painfully aware of each creeping second languidly dragging on with the expediency of growing grass. It was as disorienting as it was painfully nostalgic.
Time was something he was never good with, and it only got worse as a dungeon. He'd get lost in creating rooms, corridors, creatures, and whatever else needed doing, only pausing to watch or listen to the few adventurers he became interested in. There was a stint where he spent what felt like hours agonizing over new abilities or options while he let the system manage things in the background, though he supposed it might have been much longer. So many wasted days, yet he still hadn't managed to try everything he had gained access to. Some abilities were simply too niche, came with concerning titles, or held descriptions that made him wary. Anything with ‘Decay’ in the name was instantly ignored—he didn't need more reasons to fear his affinity, and from the few he took the effort to read through, they were always vile.
But his existence for the moment was no longer like those endless stretches spent pondering the minutiae of what would help his adventurers grow stronger. Now, he could follow the rhythmic sounds of footsteps and steady breathing that set a calming pace. They were someone else's, yes, but they contextualized how easy it was to slip away without the subtle noises of life that he had long since surrendered to help his family. Of course, there were more differences that he noticed since being removed from his crumbling cavern, and his sight was the newest change.
He never gave much thought to how far he could see before. Why would he? As a man, his world extended as far as he could fathom, yet was also confined to the room where he spent his days, and as a dungeon… Well, who was he to consider distance when an event happening miles away could be seen with a flicker of thought? Nothing was too far when it was within his creation. Or his ‘body,’ he supposed. Sadly, his entire perception currently consisted of the small sphere of his obsidian core, and maybe a finger's length beyond it—which is to say, not much. He could make out the fine details in the dirty burlap he was held against, and how pale moonlight slowly took over the blurred reds of sunset, but hardly anything more. It was all just frosted colours after a certain point, and he found it infinitely frustrating. He just wanted to peer beyond the haze and scaly hand holding him to confirm that the sky he remembered was still there. Alas, the sunlight faded at too quick a pace, yet one oh so agonizingly slow.
The ensuing darkness gave him nothing to do but think about where he was, not that he had any ideas. He was too curious about why he wasn't dead to bother much with his blurry surroundings after the soft-spoken kobold abducted him, thus why he only belatedly noticed how limited his worldview had become. There might have been a forest beyond his cave, but the greens and browns were gone, and the sounds of steps through brush was replaced by the distant din of a village. An idle curiosity pondered if he would recognize any descents of his ‘family tradition’ adventurers there, but he was being carried by what most considered a monster, so likely not.
That short musing was short-lived, however, and he brought his focus back to the matter at hand. He supposed he was being taken somewhere specific, but that was an obvious deduction, considering he was taken at all. The why of the matter was less so; for what purpose would someone want a Decay-aligned core? He hadn’t heard of them before…well, before he was made into one, but he couldn’t imagine many uses. Maybe he was being sold? His…kidnapper? His sudden companion seemed rather pleased by their discovery of him, so that might be the case, and it was morbidly amusing to think that a frail, sickly young man might one day become a coveted, highly valuable item. His abduction could also be a part of some cult’s nefarious activities, but he didn't want to think about that too hard. He experienced enough odd ceremonies from the adventurers who took the time to tell him their tales.
Either way, he wasn't in the dungeon anymore, and he couldn’t see where he was going. He tried to query his menu to glean an answer, but was met with a scrambled mess he suspected read ‘Synchronizing…’ and little else. It gave him a headache trying to make sense of it—which he didn't know was possible anymore—so he dismissed the text and distracted himself with blurs from whatever diluted senses he still had. There wasn’t much to observe other than the constant footfalls and the flicker of shadows on his companion’s burlap garment. They might have travelled through brush again, but it was too dark to really say for certain.
Eventually, there was something new. He heard an old latch rattle and rusted door hinges groan, then a shuddered clack that confirmed he was now in a building. His kobold acquaintance gently cooed at something before moving about the nearly pitch-black space, finally setting him down on a… He wasn’t sure what it was, besides old and wooden.
[D$#@m$n E@$*ded]
The headache from before became a blinding migraine that suffocated him under a flash-flood of suffering. Seconds passed in abject torture until it blissfully abated, the mental blinks clearing his mind enough to notice a change in his existence. Specifically, he could actually see something besides the rotting wood grain he was placed on top of.
And it wasn’t anything promising…
He was more or less in the centre of a room no bigger than twelve paces by maybe ten. Not a terrible size for a space, but it was clearly never meant to house someone. His resting place looked about as neglected as he surmised; it was an upturned feeding trough, he supposed, since calling it a table seemed too generous. The surface was rife with holes and degraded iron, so it was something that once saw regular use before being replaced and tossed into storage, never to see the light of day again.
Actually, most things in the room seemed to fit that description. The window shutters were installed with metal hinges that had since rusted them closed, the misalignment letting in a draft—and whatever weather was outside as well, most likely. A poorly carved bowl sat on the floor, the stain beneath it hinting that it collected any rainwater that slowly dripped from the leaky roof. The wooden floorboards looked old, splintered, and in need of maintenance or replacement, though an effort had been put into abrading it somewhat smooth lately.
A tiny and decrepit fireplace was to the left of the door upon entry, its brickwork slowly crumbling due to weathering and age. It was sized more for keeping the room warm during mild days than to keep away the frigid chill of night. Its base only held cold ashes, but there was a collection of deadwood and scraps nearby, so that would probably be rectified soon. A small wheel-less cart had been turned into storage against the opposite wall, some herbs and other foraged items stowed away in it for future use. Various things he remembered seeing his father and brothers use in the fields were scattered about, too. It was nostalgic to see, honestly, even if his recollections had blurred over time.
Bundles of tattered blankets formed a pair of nests in the far corner, the smaller of the two had a pile of rough plants nearby. That answered his silent pondering of the room's purpose somewhat, though he was pretty sure the bedding material was salvaged, and there didn’t seem to be any hay or padding underneath whoever was sleeping on it. He didn’t know what to think about the weeds; they were purposefully placed there, and whoever did so had taken the time to wash them, but it was still strange.
He couldn’t see a doorway besides the entrance, yet most of the hallmarks of residency were put where space could be afforded, however crude. All in all, he surmised that it was a gardening shed of sorts, and his new acquaintance apparently lived here. He wasn't sure what he was expecting when a creature he had only read about came into his dungeon, but it wasn't being brought to a rundown and decrepit shack for unknown purposes.
Even if he had been raised by parents who made a humble living at the best of times, and they had emptied their coffers for unsuccessful attempts to ease his ailments, his acquaintance's living space made him uncomfortable. His family's house was never anything fancy, true—it shared some of the worn qualities that inevitably gathered over the years—but it was never this bad. His home benefited from a father's touch keeping it robust and a mother’s love keeping it warm, whereas this place had seen neither in quite some time. Oh, there was evidence that such was once the case; a wall was adorned with carefully made and well-spaced hangers for the various gardening tools, though the implements themselves had become a victim of neglect. That being said, he could make out the fresh soil and recent scratches exposing furrows of silver, so they were seeing use again.
A scrape and clack of flint drew his attention to his kobold companion. They were kneeling in front of the fireplace, methodically sparking life back into a dead flame with twigs and dried leaves. A slow, steady breath into the reddened base illuminated its face with a dull orange glow, revealing its weary visage and the permanently etched smile that rested beneath its cold grey eyes. The black-scaled kobold looked tired, if he were to guess—much the same as Altier did when he spent countless days watching everyone living a life he could never have through the mossy window of his bedroom. He was probably humanizing it too much. Still, he was surprised by the muted pang of sympathy, and how he would feel much more than blithe curiosity after spending so much time alone in the crumbling crypt of his own making.
A mental breath cycled through him as he looked at the odds and ends yet to be observed. Hardly anything else was of note—everything else was degraded and neglected, too. He did notice a nest of blankets move though, which was as good a distraction as any. The answer to his previous ‘pile of weeds’ inquiry poked a tiny nose from a crease in the fabric, then rapidly pawed at the blankets to dig itself out. Altier stared at the creature in both recognition and confusion.
It was a rabbit…or at least it looked like one, assuming you were to also describe a porcupine and a sea urchin as well. He was pretty sure he didn’t remember any hare that had jagged metal-tipped fur, nor that had said fur arranged into a row of spiked horns that flowed down its spine, terminating at a large fluffy tail, which was equally bizarre to see. The whole of its coat could double as a weapon, with semi-sharp barbs sticking off seemingly at random, yet he remembered an adventurer saying most animals used that sort of thing defensively. He increased his focus as he tried to make sense of the odd creature. Surely he would have heard about—
[Hoppittttttt#%%÷ — Ferro-o-orabbit-it (Ma%$le)
Abil—]
[Null]
[Er0Rrrrrrrr—]
[Und#$f—]
He bit back the pain caused by the sudden intrusion of his menu, blanking out the text and mentally retreating to hide from the source. Did he just inspect something? How? Shouldn’t his entire…‘framework,’ was it…? Yes, that was it. Shouldn’t that have been corrupted? Why could he see the creature’s information when his entire framework was damaged? That was the first ability he lost, so why is it the first to be functional? How was it functional? Was it? It did just spit garbled text at him, but it was something, and that was more than he had gotten from it in a very long time. If it was somehow working—no matter how poorly—then that left the question of why he hadn't heard of anything called a ‘ferrorabbit’ before, assuming he read that correctly.
A soft thud vibrated the tro— table, startling him out of thought. He turned his attention to the button nose wiggling erratically at him, the short, stubby muzzle leading to surprisingly expressive and curious red eyes. Dull brown fur jutted off in random tufts and patches, changing to a darker tint on its paws and the upper half of its ears, while the tips of its spikes were a muted hue of iron. It still seemed just as soft as the less pointed variety he remembered, if a touch dirty. Upright ears twitched this way and that way as its head vigorously shook, eventually settling on pointing in his direction when it calmed down enough.
It was apparent that he had its undivided attention…for all of a few seconds. His scaly companion called something out in their foreign tongue, and whatever conclusion the pointy-furred animal came to, it seemed more interested in the kobold, parting from him after nudging his core with its nose.
[Cre-e-e—]
[Errrrrrr0r: Undefiiiiiiii—]
[Acceeeeep-t-t-t??]
[Yeeee— s s / Nnnnnnn—]
He winced at the intrusion, but the contents detracted from the pain. He couldn’t remember the system ever asking him a question without his explicit intent being involved. It wanted him to…accept something? Was it the system prompting him, or the animal? What was he to accept?
[Creatuuuuu—]
[Acce-e-e-%#@ed!]
…What?
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“Hoppit, that's not food!” Ceele admonished half-heartedly, placing a larger branch on the burgeoning flame before she got to her feet. She wasn’t actually that worried; the stone was as big as his head, and she was pretty sure he couldn't bite into it. Hopefully. “Come here, momma has a treat for you!”
The ferrorabbit playfully bumped the gemstone and jumped off the low table, landing with a soft thud that belied how heavy he was for his tiny size. He wiggled in excitement, his ears flailing and releasing a slight clack whenever the two connected. It got even louder when she grabbed her basket and put away the useful herbs, taking out a specific item that she had gathered just for him. The little bun wasted no time in scurrying over and standing tall on his hind legs to judge if the offered plant was to his liking—and it was, based on how he dug in with enthusiasm. She stifled a laugh as she contentedly watched him nibble away on the treat, ignoring the guilt that came with knowing she couldn't afford proper vegetables for him. He had a hard life too, and it tore at her to have so little to give.
She came across Hoppit a year ago, during a storm that worsened while she was travelling between towns. The day had darkened to night in spite of it still being about noon, but the weather didn't care for how bright it was supposed to be. Wind and rain became a typhoon, forcing her to seek shelter in a thankfully abandoned den of what was probably a larger animal. She was fine with waiting out the squall, since the stone roof over her head was more than she usually had back then, but the sounds of dull bangs and thuds near her hideaway was followed by cries of animals yelping in pain. Curiosity won over reason, and she left the safety of her shelter to see what was causing the disturbance. Truthfully, she was hopeful that she'd come across scraps or the like, her hunger driving her forward, and she could always turn back if it seemed dangerous. Yet when she arrived at the source of the commotion, she found herself thinking of anything but food.
Two predators had fought over a small burrow, both trying to dig out a meal and taking offence to the other doing the same. What they didn’t know was that they were assaulting the home of ferrorabbits. Specifically, the home of an angry, protective, and well-fed mother that was keeping her newborns safe from the storm when predators decided to try their luck. From the scene Ceele came across, it was certainly obvious why most people dislike trying to hunt the creatures.
Sadly, the rabbit didn't survive an attack from two predators, but she did make their victory pyrrhic; neither could do much about their hunger with their bodies full of cuts and holes, and it was only a matter of time before they succumbed to blood loss or infection. The mother's sacrifice meant that the babies had avoided the imminent threat, but they were left unattended as a consequence, and it took an opportunistic bird swooping down to shake Ceele out of her shock. Despite her subsequent hurry, she only acted in time to save one of the orphaned young. The warren was new and barely dug out, which meant that it didn’t take much effort for the kits to be found—by both her and hungry maws. All she could do was scoop the ball of fluff into her arms and run back to the cave before anything else tried to eat it.
In retrospect, it was a stupid decision for a number of factors. She barely had the resources to supply herself, and an attempt to raise offspring of any type would only make the inevitable heartbreak worse. But when she saw how quiet and scared he was… How his tiny, shaking body calmed in her arms, those terrified red eyes seeking comfort… She should have just walked away when she knew there wasn’t going to be anything to fill her stomach. She should have put the baby animal down and let nature take its course…yet the preciously furry face stole her heart far too quickly for it to grow so cold. The next day was spent backtracking to the nearest town to get him something suitable to eat, which used most of her meagre savings. Still, it was worth every coin.
Hoppit had been accompanying her ever since. He grew quickly, transitioning from something she saved that stormy night into a presence she had grown to love like a child. The little lagomorph would bounce along beside her during her travels, then ride in her arms as he rested—though the latter happened with worrying frequency as of late. She hadn’t learned much about the springy herbivores, but she knew enough to say that he wasn't as big as he should be, nor was his fur as sharp. No matter how startled he was, his spiky coat never managed to do more than stiffen slightly, which was apparently a side effect of poor diet, according to snippets of conversation she had overheard on the topic. She wanted him to be healthy, but she didn't know what he needed. Not many farmers raised ferrorabbits, and those that did were far away, so she didn’t have anyone to ask what she should be doing. Her best course of action was to give him what little she had.
Ceele was well aware of how he would be better off on his own, but he followed her whenever she tried to set him free. Hoppit just kept launching into her arms and wiggling his ears, ecstatic that he was with her again, uncaring that food was scarce and that they spent most of their days travelling. No amount of cold nights spent bundling up under the tattered blankets she managed to find ever dampened his spirits, and he was content to eat the grass or flowers whenever he felt like it, oblivious to the fact that he wasn’t getting enough nutrition. He would dig and excitedly drag back oddities that he found, and the one time he found a plant that looked particularly good for him, he insisted that it be shared with her.
A black pit still lingered in her chest when she recalled how pleased he was while he munched on the rare vegetable he discovered, then how distressed he became when she wouldn’t have any as well. He bumped and nipped at her, all but begging her to eat. His ears pinned back against his head, his fur bristled in a way she hadn’t seen since. It was only when she took a small bite and let him inspect the new teeth marks that he seemed to calm down, but perhaps she had been looking too deep into the actions of her tiny friend. All she could say for certain was that he was scared she was going hungry.
A morbid thought wondered if his first mother had refused food shortly before being attacked, and he—as small and simple as he was—had connected the two events in his mind, making him absolutely terrified that something would happen if Ceele didn’t have something too. All of that fear, and desperation overwhelmed him, just because she was happier watching him eat. She was determined to erase that issue. She would find something that needed a worker and earn enough to feed them both. One day, she would be able to smile at how big and healthy her little fluffy boy had become, but until then, it was becoming increasingly difficult not to think about how she was spending so much time growing vegetables and fruit that he couldn’t have…
Every morning was an exercise in tending to the gardens while actively shoving down images of a pleased ferrorabbit happily eating the results. That never went well; no matter how determined she was to complete her duties without a single selfish thought, most tasks were done while picturing his full belly and delighted bounces. There were a few weeks until the fastest of the crops would be ready for harvest, and Ceele would have to collect them while fighting the urge to bring back just a few for him.
She couldn’t, because she knew exactly how quickly that could escalate. It would start small—A vegetable here, a fruit there—but seeing Hoppit happy was one of the precious few good things she had in her life. Crossing the line would only become easier each time. They couldn’t risk losing their new home over greed, and she was already betraying the trust given to her by housing a wild animal, especially one known to be a pest for crops. She didn't want to know how angry it would make her benefactors if she was caught taking their vegetables for one.
No matter how tame and precious Hoppit was, and no matter how well he listened, they would only see him as the same creature that ruined harvests in droves. Thus was why she had to tell him to stay cooped up by himself while she was working or scavenging. And to her surprise, he did.
Honestly, she had made the initial request with the expectation of needing to carry him back into their home until he understood that she wasn’t leaving him forever. There wasn’t much she could do to stop the ferrorabbit from digging through the old wooden building if he wanted to get out. He wouldn’t need to damage anything either—a rotting board on the door only needed a little push to nudge it out of the way, and his natural curiosity made sure he was aware of it. But no, Hoppit was well-behaved as always, keeping hidden until she walked through the door, where he would leap from the shadows to personally show her how good he was and how he stayed put like she asked him to. It never stopped amazing her that he had such a surprising level of understanding despite being an animal, and that was to say nothing of how young he was.
All that intelligence, joy, and companionship he offered her…and yet the best she could give back to him was the weeds from the garden and the odd plant she found while scavenging…
Soft clacks of flicking ears dragged her from her pondering, her mind returning to the present. Hoppit finished his treat of the small plant, then bounced in place and scurried over to his bowl of water, perfectly happy to have eaten only that. He was so joyful with how little she provided, approaching every day of scarcity with the same enthusiasm she could never muster, as if certain that everything would be alright.
“It’s bedtime, Hoppit,” Ceele announced through a soft sigh, stoking the fire with enough branches to hopefully last the night. The ferrorabbit perked an ear in her direction, then sat on his haunches to extend the rest of himself up, his two little forepaws adorably held to his chest as he inspected the room like he always did. She smiled and made sure everything was stored away, then laid down on her bundle of blankets, covering herself with the warmest one. Hoppit bolted over to snuggle once he decided everything in the shed was up to his standards, throwing himself to the floor in a dramatic flop of comfort. Her quiet laughter subsided as they both settled in for the night, her tail completing the rabbit’s encompassing cuddle, but her eyes fell towards the obsidian orb on the table, her thoughts following suit.
It sat there, just as she left it, as benign as anything else ever placed atop the improvised furnishing. Yet there was a sense of ease and purpose as well. The old wooden trough seemed…important with its adornment firmly laid upon its surface, and she couldn’t puzzle out why. She was starting to doubt her earlier excitement.
Should she sell it? Would anyone know where it came from? Would anyone know what it was, or if it was worth anything? If she could get even a modest sum for it, she would be able to buy clothing, food, and new bedding. It would be easier to convince someone to give her work if she was dressed better and wasn’t so thin, and then she would have the income to slowly improve both of their lives. She could pay for a wandering merchant to ask a ferrorabbit rancher about the animal, even if it would take time to get back to her, or maybe she could hire a local if they needed to go near one for some reason. The cost didn’t matter to her as long as it happened.
But there was something else bothering her about the idea of selling the stone. She had travelled so far with a tug in her chest, only for the feeling of wanderlust to dissipate as soon as she held it. Was that a sign? She was never one for things like ‘fate,’ but a niggling doubt in her mind discouraged the idea of making a profit off her discovery. Even if what she could gain was so very tempting, and even if Hoppit would be happier if she did…
She tore her dampened eyes away and closed them, ignoring the burning trails running across her face. It would be another early morning, and she needed to sleep so she could take care of the garden. Decisions like this could wait. Once she had nothing else distracting her, and she had time to properly think about it, she would see how she felt about the stone.
Eventually, she dozed off with Hoppit pressed against her chest, and a longing in her heart.
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Ceele strolled through the damp grass along the outskirts of the village, a spring in her step and the dwindling scent of dew following behind. It rained yesterday, which had prevented her from going out to gather supplies, but the mild morning air had been accommodating enough for her to get an early start and make the trip. She was glad she did.
One hand clutched her new prize to her chest, while the other held a fraying wicker basket filled with herbs and some edible roots she gathered by exploring the forbidden forest. Despite her reservations regarding where she chose to go, her excitement now lingered like a steady thrum of shifting stones, giving her energy that defied how long she had been walking. She all but pranced beneath the burgeoning night's sky, gleefully toeing the line between the dirt pathways of the settlement’s outskirts and the trees of unclaimed land. Normally, her path back home would never be so close to the village, but she was far too gleeful to mind. She had come back with a sense of fulfillment and a rare object—or if not rare, then hopefully of great value.
It was hard to point to any one specific reason that she came across the orb. There had always been a ‘draw’ during her travels, urging her that there was something missing in her life, yet it was no more than a mild whim to walk in a particular direction more often than not. Once she reached this part of the continent, she was compelled to wander, never quite able to explain why she obliged the sensation besides having nowhere in particular to be. Even when she finally settled somewhere, it stayed in the back of her mind, suggesting that she was close to whatever would make the pit of vacancy go away. She ignored it, purposefully distracting herself with her work and responsibilities, yet that could only last so long. When she awoke this morning with plans to resupply, and all of her newfound spots had been picked clean by wildlife, she turned to the depths of the forest where she was warned not to tread. It was all too easy to follow the subtle tug in her chest through the loose justification.
The urge to be somewhere grew unbearable with every step closer to the forbidden area. That sense of having a direction she needed to go became stronger and stronger, until she was well into land long since forgotten. She came across an overgrown depression in the hillside, and was entranced by the foreboding image. Something about the cave just…beckoned her. She was far too weak to resist.
Horrible tales echoed into her ears as whispers of fearful voices, warning and unending, yet but a dull drone compared to her hammering heart. She navigated the trees and brushed aside unkempt vines, stepping into the cavern with a mix of expectation and trepidation, then laid eyes on the small obsidian stone perched atop a crumbling pillar. The feeling of needing to travel somewhere…stopped.
The pull was absent, which was why she held the orb close instead of placing it into her basket. She wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but she recalled overheard tales of hidden gemstones, deep cavernous expanses, and the untold terrors that lay within. Comparing the scenes of those fables to the cave seemed foolish now; it wasn’t some torturous chamber, but a dusty depression in a small hillside. Besides, anything this pretty was sure to be worth a fair sum, and she needed the coin. Yet the thought of selling the precious-looking stone was a conflicting one. She shook off the thought for the time being, turning her attention back towards where she was going.
Shadows stretched and faded as the moon stole the last of the illumination afforded by the sun, replacing it with a calming glow that caressed the log frames and thatched roofs of various homes. A star-filled sky came into prominence as clouds lazily drifted away, revealing the promise of tomorrow’s fair-weathered arrival. It was too late for anyone to notice her treading on the edge of their town while lost in thought, but she was still careful not to get too close to the houses or livestock pens where people might be finishing the evening’s duties. It was best that they didn’t see her returning from a place she was told not to go. Still, her feet carried her near the dwellings as she took in the noises.
Ceele enjoyed the comforting chatter from a distance. Indistinct words floated freely. Meaningless gossip and warm goodbyes were exchanged between friends and family. Places of various occupations were dark and quiet, only the faint contented mewls and clucks of livestock coming from their pastures as they ate what was recently put out for them. No metal rang throughout the streets as it was struck inside a centralized smithy, no heated bartering came from an overactive trade house, and the crunch of dirt beneath transport or merchant wagons was absent, replaced by the rapid steps and yelps of children rushing to their homes before it got too dark out. It was all just gentle conversation and life drifting through the wind, taking the rustle of leaves along for the ride, just so she could hear it. Tranquil, in a word.
She wondered what it would sound like if she were yet one more voice within that crowd of kindness. Would it be loud like the larger cities? Would she struggle to maintain a thought with so many stray topics floating about? Would she once more yearn for the peace and quiet of solitude that she had grown used to, or would she immerse herself, free of judgment and laughing like the carefree young that scampered about? Did thinking about it even matter?
Her smile fell from its genuine intensity—still worn, but not as fully. She glanced downward as her stride lost its jubilant bounce, her tail losing its sway as her grey eyes examined the dry black scales that adorned her body against her wishes. It was the ugly hue of tarnished oil, unlike the skin of any other kobold she had met. Some had reds or greens, yellows or whites, while most were between a sandy tan or earthen brown. The rainbow of peculiarities was displayed by the lucky few, and she was one of them…
…Yet she was different in the worst of ways.
Even if she would rather any other colour, she supposed it was that way to make sure no one came near without accepting the unspoken risks. That was what her mother always said, anyway, though the woman hardly feared much of anything in her old age, and dedicated herself to giving her offspring all the love she had left to give—a perk of living a full life. She would always help her daughter bathe, complimenting the colour of what most were unnerved by. That was more than a decade ago now, however. Ceele’s parents had passed on while she was still young, and she took to travelling not long after, working at what she could to afford what little she needed. Never for long, though—just enough to get to the next town between where she was and where the urge to go lay. There were certainly moments she looked back on fondly, but the journey had taken its toll.
The crude material of her ‘dress’ was coarse, old, and heavy, but it helped ease the worst of spring's chill—even if it was more of a modified sack than proper attire. Still, it was all she had after the last of her clothing fell apart, and giving the repurposed material a name that reminded her of something else made it less uncomfortable to wear, somehow. It would have to do until she could afford a pitying seamstress or the like. Until then, she would pretend she didn’t look so desperate, even if it only highlighted her status and made finding work difficult.
But it did. The dishevelled garment was a far cry from the wonderful silks or breathtaking designs she had seen some women wear, harshly marking the distinction between herself and those of affluence. The clothing of commoners was also a leap in style and quality, so she couldn't say her attire was up to even modest standards. No matter how hard she squinted, and no matter how much she fantasized otherwise, she seemed every bit like the vagrant she was, down to the soil embedded in the curvature of her claws and the stains throughout her fabrics. She looked like a serf from the more oppressed lands, yet they too wore crude cottons, which said a lot about how she appeared to those who had never lived a life of servitude. It was obvious that she was an outsider. That she didn't belong amongst the rest. It made changing something as simple as her appearance all the more difficult; prospective employment always saw a young woman who seemed more likely to steal or swindle than make an honest day’s living.
There was one good twist of fate in recent memory, however, and she came upon the result of it after leaving the slowing bustle of the village behind. Her steps carried her through a small copse of trees on the outskirts of town, the small shaded path leading to the back of a large, carefully pruned clearing, a scattering of fruit-bearing trees providing even darker shadow than the already dim moonlight. She skirted along the aging fence on the border that kept predatory animals away, carefully hoisting herself over the barrier where a large vegetable garden she was responsible for tending resided. If one were to tell her she would be living in such an area several months ago, she would have smiled politely and walked away, yet here she was.
A modest, warmly lit home occupied the middle of the clearing, sitting front and centre when one approached from the village path. It looked quite cozy, surrounded by berry bushes that were just beginning to bloom as the last dregs of winter slipped away. A front patio displayed a nice table and well-loved chairs, the rustic appearance only adding to its charm as a place where friends and family spent the warm summer afternoons. A smithy to the left of the house functioned as an additional heated building during the colder months, but usually served as a storefront and to muffle the sounds of hammered iron, though that had become less common. An old stable was nearby, close enough to be accessible, but not so close as to disturb the once occupying animals with sounds of iron craft. It hadn't seen a horse in quite some time, apparently, so it was mostly a workshop for whatever tasks didn’t require fire or metal.
There was a long history attached to each little detail—from the scuffs along the wooden siding to the depressions in the ground where daily routine wore into the earth. Every fault suffered throughout the years was matched by a thousand quirks that made it feel welcoming, like the house itself was merely waiting for the next friendly face with one of its own. She knew that the inside of each building would look just as cared for.
Her concern lay outside, however. It was a comparatively miniscule space just barely visible through the sheltering trees, true, yet it was where her efforts turned into tangible results, and where a stranger’s trust was painstakingly repaid. Once overgrown grass had been laboriously trimmed, the weeds plucked and disposed of, and now nothing distracted from what she could claim she had done.
The small plots of rock-bordered soil had little buds of growing vegetables, a sense of pride never failing to bloom in her breast with the knowledge that it would be barren without her touch. When her troubles and concerns grew heavy, and fears of the future or spectres of the past loomed over her head, she could look at where she had brought life where it wouldn't otherwise be. Some days, that was enough. She smiled in appreciation at what was admittedly amateur work, the night’s sky helping to hide any inevitably made mistakes.
She enjoyed the sight for a moment longer, then turned to walk towards a neglected old tool shed that was well out of sight within the trees, far away from whatever warmth and comfort the larger house offered to everyone and anyone. She put a hand on the degrading wood of the entryway, giving one last sad smile at the garden as she dismissed selfish thoughts of taking the eventual harvest for herself. A breath cleared the uncertainty from her voice, and she pushed open the door.
“I'm home!”
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It took a while for Altier to adjust to his situation, and even once he accepted that his mana wasn't being siphoned, he was still reeling from confusion. He had spent centuries with every year passing by without his notice, yet now he was painfully aware of each creeping second languidly dragging on with the expediency of growing grass. It was as disorienting as it was painfully nostalgic.
Time was something he was never good with, and it only got worse as a dungeon. He'd get lost in creating rooms, corridors, creatures, and whatever else needed doing, only pausing to watch or listen to the few adventurers he became interested in. There was a stint where he spent what felt like hours agonizing over new abilities or options while he let the system manage things in the background, though he supposed it might have been much longer. So many wasted days, yet he still hadn't managed to try everything he had gained access to. Some abilities were simply too niche, came with concerning titles, or held descriptions that made him wary. Anything with ‘Decay’ in the name was instantly ignored—he didn't need more reasons to fear his affinity, and from the few he took the effort to read through, they were always vile.
But his existence for the moment was no longer like those endless stretches spent pondering the minutiae of what would help his adventurers grow stronger. Now, he could follow the rhythmic sounds of footsteps and steady breathing that set a calming pace. They were someone else's, yes, but they contextualized how easy it was to slip away without the subtle noises of life that he had long since surrendered to help his family. Of course, there were more differences that he noticed since being removed from his crumbling cavern, and his sight was the newest change.
He never gave much thought to how far he could see before. Why would he? As a man, his world extended as far as he could fathom, yet was also confined to the room where he spent his days, and as a dungeon… Well, who was he to consider distance when an event happening miles away could be seen with a flicker of thought? Nothing was too far when it was within his creation. Or his ‘body,’ he supposed. Sadly, his entire perception currently consisted of the small sphere of his obsidian core, and maybe a finger's length beyond it—which is to say, not much. He could make out the fine details in the dirty burlap he was held against, and how pale moonlight slowly took over the blurred reds of sunset, but hardly anything more. It was all just frosted colours after a certain point, and he found it infinitely frustrating. He just wanted to peer beyond the haze and scaly hand holding him to confirm that the sky he remembered was still there. Alas, the sunlight faded at too quick a pace, yet one oh so agonizingly slow.
The ensuing darkness gave him nothing to do but think about where he was, not that he had any ideas. He was too curious about why he wasn't dead to bother much with his blurry surroundings after the soft-spoken kobold abducted him, thus why he only belatedly noticed how limited his worldview had become. There might have been a forest beyond his cave, but the greens and browns were gone, and the sounds of steps through brush was replaced by the distant din of a village. An idle curiosity pondered if he would recognize any descents of his ‘family tradition’ adventurers there, but he was being carried by what most considered a monster, so likely not.
That short musing was short-lived, however, and he brought his focus back to the matter at hand. He supposed he was being taken somewhere specific, but that was an obvious deduction, considering he was taken at all. The why of the matter was less so; for what purpose would someone want a Decay-aligned core? He hadn’t heard of them before…well, before he was made into one, but he couldn’t imagine many uses. Maybe he was being sold? His…kidnapper? His sudden companion seemed rather pleased by their discovery of him, so that might be the case, and it was morbidly amusing to think that a frail, sickly young man might one day become a coveted, highly valuable item. His abduction could also be a part of some cult’s nefarious activities, but he didn't want to think about that too hard. He experienced enough odd ceremonies from the adventurers who took the time to tell him their tales.
Either way, he wasn't in the dungeon anymore, and he couldn’t see where he was going. He tried to query his menu to glean an answer, but was met with a scrambled mess he suspected read ‘Synchronizing…’ and little else. It gave him a headache trying to make sense of it—which he didn't know was possible anymore—so he dismissed the text and distracted himself with blurs from whatever diluted senses he still had. There wasn’t much to observe other than the constant footfalls and the flicker of shadows on his companion’s burlap garment. They might have travelled through brush again, but it was too dark to really say for certain.
Eventually, there was something new. He heard an old latch rattle and rusted door hinges groan, then a shuddered clack that confirmed he was now in a building. His kobold acquaintance gently cooed at something before moving about the nearly pitch-black space, finally setting him down on a… He wasn’t sure what it was, besides old and wooden.
[D$#@m$n E@$*ded]
The headache from before became a blinding migraine that suffocated him under a flash-flood of suffering. Seconds passed in abject torture until it blissfully abated, the mental blinks clearing his mind enough to notice a change in his existence. Specifically, he could actually see something besides the rotting wood grain he was placed on top of.
And it wasn’t anything promising…
He was more or less in the centre of a room no bigger than twelve paces by maybe ten. Not a terrible size for a space, but it was clearly never meant to house someone. His resting place looked about as neglected as he surmised; it was an upturned feeding trough, he supposed, since calling it a table seemed too generous. The surface was rife with holes and degraded iron, so it was something that once saw regular use before being replaced and tossed into storage, never to see the light of day again.
Actually, most things in the room seemed to fit that description. The window shutters were installed with metal hinges that had since rusted them closed, the misalignment letting in a draft—and whatever weather was outside as well, most likely. A poorly carved bowl sat on the floor, the stain beneath it hinting that it collected any rainwater that slowly dripped from the leaky roof. The wooden floorboards looked old, splintered, and in need of maintenance or replacement, though an effort had been put into abrading it somewhat smooth lately.
A tiny and decrepit fireplace was to the left of the door upon entry, its brickwork slowly crumbling due to weathering and age. It was sized more for keeping the room warm during mild days than to keep away the frigid chill of night. Its base only held cold ashes, but there was a collection of deadwood and scraps nearby, so that would probably be rectified soon. A small wheel-less cart had been turned into storage against the opposite wall, some herbs and other foraged items stowed away in it for future use. Various things he remembered seeing his father and brothers use in the fields were scattered about, too. It was nostalgic to see, honestly, even if his recollections had blurred over time.
Bundles of tattered blankets formed a pair of nests in the far corner, the smaller of the two had a pile of rough plants nearby. That answered his silent pondering of the room's purpose somewhat, though he was pretty sure the bedding material was salvaged, and there didn’t seem to be any hay or padding underneath whoever was sleeping on it. He didn’t know what to think about the weeds; they were purposefully placed there, and whoever did so had taken the time to wash them, but it was still strange.
He couldn’t see a doorway besides the entrance, yet most of the hallmarks of residency were put where space could be afforded, however crude. All in all, he surmised that it was a gardening shed of sorts, and his new acquaintance apparently lived here. He wasn't sure what he was expecting when a creature he had only read about came into his dungeon, but it wasn't being brought to a rundown and decrepit shack for unknown purposes.
Even if he had been raised by parents who made a humble living at the best of times, and they had emptied their coffers for unsuccessful attempts to ease his ailments, his acquaintance's living space made him uncomfortable. His family's house was never anything fancy, true—it shared some of the worn qualities that inevitably gathered over the years—but it was never this bad. His home benefited from a father's touch keeping it robust and a mother’s love keeping it warm, whereas this place had seen neither in quite some time. Oh, there was evidence that such was once the case; a wall was adorned with carefully made and well-spaced hangers for the various gardening tools, though the implements themselves had become a victim of neglect. That being said, he could make out the fresh soil and recent scratches exposing furrows of silver, so they were seeing use again.
A scrape and clack of flint drew his attention to his kobold companion. They were kneeling in front of the fireplace, methodically sparking life back into a dead flame with twigs and dried leaves. A slow, steady breath into the reddened base illuminated its face with a dull orange glow, revealing its weary visage and the permanently etched smile that rested beneath its cold grey eyes. The black-scaled kobold looked tired, if he were to guess—much the same as Altier did when he spent countless days watching everyone living a life he could never have through the mossy window of his bedroom. He was probably humanizing it too much. Still, he was surprised by the muted pang of sympathy, and how he would feel much more than blithe curiosity after spending so much time alone in the crumbling crypt of his own making.
A mental breath cycled through him as he looked at the odds and ends yet to be observed. Hardly anything else was of note—everything else was degraded and neglected, too. He did notice a nest of blankets move though, which was as good a distraction as any. The answer to his previous ‘pile of weeds’ inquiry poked a tiny nose from a crease in the fabric, then rapidly pawed at the blankets to dig itself out. Altier stared at the creature in both recognition and confusion.
It was a rabbit…or at least it looked like one, assuming you were to also describe a porcupine and a sea urchin as well. He was pretty sure he didn’t remember any hare that had jagged metal-tipped fur, nor that had said fur arranged into a row of spiked horns that flowed down its spine, terminating at a large fluffy tail, which was equally bizarre to see. The whole of its coat could double as a weapon, with semi-sharp barbs sticking off seemingly at random, yet he remembered an adventurer saying most animals used that sort of thing defensively. He increased his focus as he tried to make sense of the odd creature. Surely he would have heard about—
[Hoppittttttt#%%÷ — Ferro-o-orabbit-it (Ma%$le)
Abil—]
[Null]
[Er0Rrrrrrrr—]
[Und#$f—]
He bit back the pain caused by the sudden intrusion of his menu, blanking out the text and mentally retreating to hide from the source. Did he just inspect something? How? Shouldn’t his entire…‘framework,’ was it…? Yes, that was it. Shouldn’t that have been corrupted? Why could he see the creature’s information when his entire framework was damaged? That was the first ability he lost, so why is it the first to be functional? How was it functional? Was it? It did just spit garbled text at him, but it was something, and that was more than he had gotten from it in a very long time. If it was somehow working—no matter how poorly—then that left the question of why he hadn't heard of anything called a ‘ferrorabbit’ before, assuming he read that correctly.
A soft thud vibrated the tro— table, startling him out of thought. He turned his attention to the button nose wiggling erratically at him, the short, stubby muzzle leading to surprisingly expressive and curious red eyes. Dull brown fur jutted off in random tufts and patches, changing to a darker tint on its paws and the upper half of its ears, while the tips of its spikes were a muted hue of iron. It still seemed just as soft as the less pointed variety he remembered, if a touch dirty. Upright ears twitched this way and that way as its head vigorously shook, eventually settling on pointing in his direction when it calmed down enough.
It was apparent that he had its undivided attention…for all of a few seconds. His scaly companion called something out in their foreign tongue, and whatever conclusion the pointy-furred animal came to, it seemed more interested in the kobold, parting from him after nudging his core with its nose.
[Cre-e-e—]
[Errrrrrr0r: Undefiiiiiiii—]
[Acceeeeep-t-t-t??]
[Yeeee— s s / Nnnnnnn—]
He winced at the intrusion, but the contents detracted from the pain. He couldn’t remember the system ever asking him a question without his explicit intent being involved. It wanted him to…accept something? Was it the system prompting him, or the animal? What was he to accept?
[Creatuuuuu—]
[Acce-e-e-%#@ed!]
…What?
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“Hoppit, that's not food!” Ceele admonished half-heartedly, placing a larger branch on the burgeoning flame before she got to her feet. She wasn’t actually that worried; the stone was as big as his head, and she was pretty sure he couldn't bite into it. Hopefully. “Come here, momma has a treat for you!”
The ferrorabbit playfully bumped the gemstone and jumped off the low table, landing with a soft thud that belied how heavy he was for his tiny size. He wiggled in excitement, his ears flailing and releasing a slight clack whenever the two connected. It got even louder when she grabbed her basket and put away the useful herbs, taking out a specific item that she had gathered just for him. The little bun wasted no time in scurrying over and standing tall on his hind legs to judge if the offered plant was to his liking—and it was, based on how he dug in with enthusiasm. She stifled a laugh as she contentedly watched him nibble away on the treat, ignoring the guilt that came with knowing she couldn't afford proper vegetables for him. He had a hard life too, and it tore at her to have so little to give.
She came across Hoppit a year ago, during a storm that worsened while she was travelling between towns. The day had darkened to night in spite of it still being about noon, but the weather didn't care for how bright it was supposed to be. Wind and rain became a typhoon, forcing her to seek shelter in a thankfully abandoned den of what was probably a larger animal. She was fine with waiting out the squall, since the stone roof over her head was more than she usually had back then, but the sounds of dull bangs and thuds near her hideaway was followed by cries of animals yelping in pain. Curiosity won over reason, and she left the safety of her shelter to see what was causing the disturbance. Truthfully, she was hopeful that she'd come across scraps or the like, her hunger driving her forward, and she could always turn back if it seemed dangerous. Yet when she arrived at the source of the commotion, she found herself thinking of anything but food.
Two predators had fought over a small burrow, both trying to dig out a meal and taking offence to the other doing the same. What they didn’t know was that they were assaulting the home of ferrorabbits. Specifically, the home of an angry, protective, and well-fed mother that was keeping her newborns safe from the storm when predators decided to try their luck. From the scene Ceele came across, it was certainly obvious why most people dislike trying to hunt the creatures.
Sadly, the rabbit didn't survive an attack from two predators, but she did make their victory pyrrhic; neither could do much about their hunger with their bodies full of cuts and holes, and it was only a matter of time before they succumbed to blood loss or infection. The mother's sacrifice meant that the babies had avoided the imminent threat, but they were left unattended as a consequence, and it took an opportunistic bird swooping down to shake Ceele out of her shock. Despite her subsequent hurry, she only acted in time to save one of the orphaned young. The warren was new and barely dug out, which meant that it didn’t take much effort for the kits to be found—by both her and hungry maws. All she could do was scoop the ball of fluff into her arms and run back to the cave before anything else tried to eat it.
In retrospect, it was a stupid decision for a number of factors. She barely had the resources to supply herself, and an attempt to raise offspring of any type would only make the inevitable heartbreak worse. But when she saw how quiet and scared he was… How his tiny, shaking body calmed in her arms, those terrified red eyes seeking comfort… She should have just walked away when she knew there wasn’t going to be anything to fill her stomach. She should have put the baby animal down and let nature take its course…yet the preciously furry face stole her heart far too quickly for it to grow so cold. The next day was spent backtracking to the nearest town to get him something suitable to eat, which used most of her meagre savings. Still, it was worth every coin.
Hoppit had been accompanying her ever since. He grew quickly, transitioning from something she saved that stormy night into a presence she had grown to love like a child. The little lagomorph would bounce along beside her during her travels, then ride in her arms as he rested—though the latter happened with worrying frequency as of late. She hadn’t learned much about the springy herbivores, but she knew enough to say that he wasn't as big as he should be, nor was his fur as sharp. No matter how startled he was, his spiky coat never managed to do more than stiffen slightly, which was apparently a side effect of poor diet, according to snippets of conversation she had overheard on the topic. She wanted him to be healthy, but she didn't know what he needed. Not many farmers raised ferrorabbits, and those that did were far away, so she didn’t have anyone to ask what she should be doing. Her best course of action was to give him what little she had.
Ceele was well aware of how he would be better off on his own, but he followed her whenever she tried to set him free. Hoppit just kept launching into her arms and wiggling his ears, ecstatic that he was with her again, uncaring that food was scarce and that they spent most of their days travelling. No amount of cold nights spent bundling up under the tattered blankets she managed to find ever dampened his spirits, and he was content to eat the grass or flowers whenever he felt like it, oblivious to the fact that he wasn’t getting enough nutrition. He would dig and excitedly drag back oddities that he found, and the one time he found a plant that looked particularly good for him, he insisted that it be shared with her.
A black pit still lingered in her chest when she recalled how pleased he was while he munched on the rare vegetable he discovered, then how distressed he became when she wouldn’t have any as well. He bumped and nipped at her, all but begging her to eat. His ears pinned back against his head, his fur bristled in a way she hadn’t seen since. It was only when she took a small bite and let him inspect the new teeth marks that he seemed to calm down, but perhaps she had been looking too deep into the actions of her tiny friend. All she could say for certain was that he was scared she was going hungry.
A morbid thought wondered if his first mother had refused food shortly before being attacked, and he—as small and simple as he was—had connected the two events in his mind, making him absolutely terrified that something would happen if Ceele didn’t have something too. All of that fear, and desperation overwhelmed him, just because she was happier watching him eat. She was determined to erase that issue. She would find something that needed a worker and earn enough to feed them both. One day, she would be able to smile at how big and healthy her little fluffy boy had become, but until then, it was becoming increasingly difficult not to think about how she was spending so much time growing vegetables and fruit that he couldn’t have…
Every morning was an exercise in tending to the gardens while actively shoving down images of a pleased ferrorabbit happily eating the results. That never went well; no matter how determined she was to complete her duties without a single selfish thought, most tasks were done while picturing his full belly and delighted bounces. There were a few weeks until the fastest of the crops would be ready for harvest, and Ceele would have to collect them while fighting the urge to bring back just a few for him.
She couldn’t, because she knew exactly how quickly that could escalate. It would start small—A vegetable here, a fruit there—but seeing Hoppit happy was one of the precious few good things she had in her life. Crossing the line would only become easier each time. They couldn’t risk losing their new home over greed, and she was already betraying the trust given to her by housing a wild animal, especially one known to be a pest for crops. She didn't want to know how angry it would make her benefactors if she was caught taking their vegetables for one.
No matter how tame and precious Hoppit was, and no matter how well he listened, they would only see him as the same creature that ruined harvests in droves. Thus was why she had to tell him to stay cooped up by himself while she was working or scavenging. And to her surprise, he did.
Honestly, she had made the initial request with the expectation of needing to carry him back into their home until he understood that she wasn’t leaving him forever. There wasn’t much she could do to stop the ferrorabbit from digging through the old wooden building if he wanted to get out. He wouldn’t need to damage anything either—a rotting board on the door only needed a little push to nudge it out of the way, and his natural curiosity made sure he was aware of it. But no, Hoppit was well-behaved as always, keeping hidden until she walked through the door, where he would leap from the shadows to personally show her how good he was and how he stayed put like she asked him to. It never stopped amazing her that he had such a surprising level of understanding despite being an animal, and that was to say nothing of how young he was.
All that intelligence, joy, and companionship he offered her…and yet the best she could give back to him was the weeds from the garden and the odd plant she found while scavenging…
Soft clacks of flicking ears dragged her from her pondering, her mind returning to the present. Hoppit finished his treat of the small plant, then bounced in place and scurried over to his bowl of water, perfectly happy to have eaten only that. He was so joyful with how little she provided, approaching every day of scarcity with the same enthusiasm she could never muster, as if certain that everything would be alright.
“It’s bedtime, Hoppit,” Ceele announced through a soft sigh, stoking the fire with enough branches to hopefully last the night. The ferrorabbit perked an ear in her direction, then sat on his haunches to extend the rest of himself up, his two little forepaws adorably held to his chest as he inspected the room like he always did. She smiled and made sure everything was stored away, then laid down on her bundle of blankets, covering herself with the warmest one. Hoppit bolted over to snuggle once he decided everything in the shed was up to his standards, throwing himself to the floor in a dramatic flop of comfort. Her quiet laughter subsided as they both settled in for the night, her tail completing the rabbit’s encompassing cuddle, but her eyes fell towards the obsidian orb on the table, her thoughts following suit.
It sat there, just as she left it, as benign as anything else ever placed atop the improvised furnishing. Yet there was a sense of ease and purpose as well. The old wooden trough seemed…important with its adornment firmly laid upon its surface, and she couldn’t puzzle out why. She was starting to doubt her earlier excitement.
Should she sell it? Would anyone know where it came from? Would anyone know what it was, or if it was worth anything? If she could get even a modest sum for it, she would be able to buy clothing, food, and new bedding. It would be easier to convince someone to give her work if she was dressed better and wasn’t so thin, and then she would have the income to slowly improve both of their lives. She could pay for a wandering merchant to ask a ferrorabbit rancher about the animal, even if it would take time to get back to her, or maybe she could hire a local if they needed to go near one for some reason. The cost didn’t matter to her as long as it happened.
But there was something else bothering her about the idea of selling the stone. She had travelled so far with a tug in her chest, only for the feeling of wanderlust to dissipate as soon as she held it. Was that a sign? She was never one for things like ‘fate,’ but a niggling doubt in her mind discouraged the idea of making a profit off her discovery. Even if what she could gain was so very tempting, and even if Hoppit would be happier if she did…
She tore her dampened eyes away and closed them, ignoring the burning trails running across her face. It would be another early morning, and she needed to sleep so she could take care of the garden. Decisions like this could wait. Once she had nothing else distracting her, and she had time to properly think about it, she would see how she felt about the stone.
Eventually, she dozed off with Hoppit pressed against her chest, and a longing in her heart.
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2024.06.01 12:53 Berserk2024 Official title: Matthew Hammond age 16. Class1A cause I can. (Updated)
 | Name Matthew Hammond age 15 submitted by Berserk2024 to BNHA_OC_Characters [link] [comments] Quirk: Power control Has the ability to control a type of energy only he has. Ways to use this energy is standard strength and speed by but the power into your muscle fibers and organs to enhance their performance. Matthew can also materialize this power in different ways. He finds out how he can do this by watching others, for example shock waves ,energy tenticals, force fields, laser eyes, power balls, or claws. With the performance enhancing with his eyes ears and touch, he will become the weave nation president. He is highly resistant to energy based attacks. The main weakness is energy drain. I know what y'all probably thinking, "this is like every quirks weakness cause I using your quirk can tire you out", but his quirks energy drain. When he use his quirk, the energy runs down and if uses a all out attack he loses the energy and cant use his quirk. But on the good side , this energy grows back over time , and since it's his quirk energy if he goes to where he let out a huge attack, he can absorbed it back. It takes like an hour to get his power back to 100% naturally if he just goes on with his day. Mutation: * Wolf Ears and Tail: Matthew has permanent wolf-like ears and a tail, got them from his dad. Also he can share his energy with others to enhance their quirks cause energy works like that I think. Elemental Forms and Powers:
How this works is his power works like a computer l well more like just a normal computer, then a virus AKA and elements infects this power and then it slowly corrupts his powers AKA but there until his body is able to use a different elements,the form is only as strong as his original form because the element can only corrupt what is there,not make more power. A little bit of this energy is still there so that it can take back control. Each form has a mind of its own like some dark shadow type thing. The reason why his forms have minds of their own is cause if I gave him full control his forms he would swap to frequently and that would be two strong. The reason why he can do this is when he was 3 is quirk was developing and he was exposed to radiation messing with his quirk genes and when his quirk developed it added this. Hero Costume:
Has a sword made of quirkinite(past post.) Maximum Output Move: Master Elemental
To make my self clear his max form when he uses all his elements he can only use 1/10 of his forms power including him as the main guy of this whole body. Moves Signature move; Packs fist. When Matthew charges his entire arm with power he has the target with a powerful punch, and with the recoil he hits them again so it's like a double punch with one arm. Normal moves: Surge. Full cowling but different. 1 Minieye(Minigun eye): Uses his laser eyes as a mini gun to help save power and hit targets with better accuracy. Ground capture. He uses his tentacles like energy whips by forcing them into the ground and then have to make their way to their opponent grab whatever is touching the ground, and then pull them down to immobilize them. Field fist. By using his force fields that his energy makes, he shapes them into bigger arms for durability and extra strength. Power kick. By constantly doing a condtant (front flip like spinjitzu but in disc form and front flip) he sticks his leg out and it hits the target. If the target has high durability the the attack will keep on going like a saw. Support moves Force field armor. Covers his body is compressed force field power and where's it like armor. Skin tight but durable. And it see through Clones wolf. Exposed energy and the compression it to the point it can shape itself into a copy of him and then somehow take color. The two main differences is the clones have a limited power usage, so use too much power it disappears. And in physical design difference the clones eyes are constantly green like glowing green. Instinct. By enhancing his hearing and touch and his brain process, he can use our off-brand ultra instinct. Laughing his hearing is touch he can feel every movement in the air you can feel everything around him, and he can hear each movement in the air with his ears, and his brain calculates how long it took for the sound to reach his ear then he knows exactly where he attacked her is. Sword moves. Excalibur. Three swings, x slash, then stab Powerful blade. One big vertical slash. Ultimate Moves. Max power. Puts all of his power into one part of his body. Arm leg or head, then uses that power in a all out melee attack. Alpha Surge. This is a super Saiyan like form. His energy propels him as him fly freely. Insane amount of strength, speed, durability, and power. Single elemental moves. Each form only has three. Fire : Blue Star. Increase heat to the fire to the point his color turns blue as hot to the touch, all damage increased. Fire Fist. His fist as if it was made from flames, the punch is fast and strong, and on impact it's a shockwave of fire. Jet Drive . For places on his back shoot flames constantly for speed. and then the user does a great fire kick. Water : Aqua alpha. Water in a wolf head from bites down on the opponent. Drowner. Basically a small tsunami the size of a house. Many use for chaos and confusion. Water jet cutter. You know how the water can put a specific kind of nozzle with high pressure it could be the sharpest thing in the world, and be very dangerous. Well he can do that with the tip of his finger. Lightning: Pinpoint thunder. All power goes into his fingertips then he strikes at one spot. EMP. Self-explanatory. Also works on people. Power ground. Covers the floor in electricity. Earth : Earthquake. Also self-explanatory. Crystal quake. Creates rocky spikes around the area and also as crystals to them. Depending on the crystal you have different effects, quarts will make all electric attacks go to the spikes cars quarts are conductive. Earth wall. Makes a durable wall. Ice: Constant shards. Smg but ice bullets. Domain expansion, Arctic area. Covers just about the entire area with ice, giving the user just about full control over where he is fighting. Ice capture. Traps you point it in a giant ice crystal. Plant: Domain expansion, Jungles Forest. Creates. A lot of trees and plants to take control of the area. Golem. Creates a big beast made of wood and plants. Spear. Covers his arms with wood and vines in a sharp spear. Metal: Weaponry. Grabs a lot of mail and constantly makes different weapons depending on the situation, maybe even a shield. Iron spike. Crates constant metal spikes in front of the user. Armor. Makes armor around allies. Light: Beam. A big ah laser. Bounce back. Constantly reflects off objects confusing the enemy. Bang. Just a stun grenade, but it's coming from his hands. Darkness. Warper. One name, kirogiri. Consume. Absorb things into the darkness. Control. Mind control. Omega move. Max element. More of a fusion of his forms , here's the list of this was powerful forms moves. Cryogenic Barrage Matthew gathers concentrated orbs of water and ice energy He then launches a rapid-fire volley of freezing projectiles that detonate on impact Pyroclastic Flow Matthew ignites streams of fire energy, blending them with molten earth and metal He sweeps his arms to direct a raging torrent of scorching lava and magma Tempest Devastation Matthew summons torrents of water that he infuses with electrical currents He then unleashes a violent maelstrom of electrified, crushing waves Radiant Implosion Matthew focuses beams of light energy, bending them with dark shadow tendrils He compresses the luminous orb, creating an imploding singularity of blinding power Verdant Tangle Matthew interweaves thorned vines with solidified metal shards His grasping, spiked tendrils ensnare and impale anything they catch Seismic Upheaval Matthew ruptures the ground, combining earth tremors with shard-like metal spikes Jagged, uneven terrain and piercing spikes erupt from below to impale targets Final move. Packs punch. All elements in one giant punch attack. This form it's only as powerful as Dekus 100%. He can just access this all the time. He needs to have a lot of power and needs total concentration. PERSONALITY He's smart nice in a way sometimes a prankster if you try to roast him you will go complete PackGod on you, if he's in a bad mood don't try to comfort him you'll just make things worse and not for him for you, he's really cocky, but not bakugo cocky hes just a bit over confident. He is very creative. He loves tech to the point if you break a 30 buck phone around him, let's just say you gonna want to do a crime in front of batman before Matthew finds you. Background: Favorite food: Red Beans and rice 6ft 2 His mom, him , brothers, and his sister some how got the same disease that Michael Jackson had so they all went from black to white. But since you're still African they do still have passes Hates obsesseve people. (I'm bout to do some bull shit y'all probably won't like.) His older brother has a pheonix quirk and he's a hero. His younger brother has the fusion quirk that I made in a past post) His sister has digital master quirk but I also need in a previous post. Any way I hope y'all like my reworked oc |
2024.06.01 12:34 Count-Daring243 Best 1911 Replica
 | submitted by Count-Daring243 to u/Count-Daring243 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/ewgkwtf9ux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4642911f3f0bc505a55ba103c9fd9c870d983b01 Are you looking for an authentic and sleek replica of the legendary 1911 handgun? Look no further because we've hand-picked a roundup of the best 1911 replica models available in the market today. Whether you're a gun enthusiast, collector, or just someone who appreciates the history and design of firearms, our carefully selected replicas offer the perfect blend of function and aesthetics, ensuring that you get the most bang for your buck. The Top 7 Best 1911 Replica
Reviews🔗High-Quality 1911 MW Housing for Precision and Performancehttps://preview.redd.it/7o00qli9ux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=deb5d189dc863f14f2229e29ff04b31dd8f2ad29 Imagine diving into a world of unmatched quality and performance with the Ed Brown 1911 MW Housing. It's like having a trusty sidekick in the form of a superior piece of firearm gear. Just like a trusted friend, this product has been around for a lifetime, honing its craft through a combination of masterful engineering, relentless passion, and decades of practical experience. From the very feel of it to its precision machining, you can see and touch the care that has gone into each and every detail. Pick this up, and you'll instantly feel like you're holding something truly extraordinary. It's not just a firearm component; it's a labor of love and expertise, crafted with an attention to detail that borders on obsession. Of course, like any piece of equipment engineered for such high performance, you might encounter the odd hiccup here and there. But when you're using something as finely-tuned as the Ed Brown 1911 MW Housing, the pros often outweigh the occasional minor inconvenience. Overall, the Ed Brown 1911 MW Housing is a powerhouse. It's precision crafted, top-quality, and is, in short, exactly what you'd expect from a lifetime of experience and expertise in firearm components. It might not be perfect—nothing ever is—but it's as close as you can get. So, if you're looking for a piece of equipment that you can truly rely on, with a rich history of precision machining and exceptional craftsmanship behind it, look no further than the Ed Brown 1911 MW Housing. You won't be disappointed, I promise. 🔗WWII Era Walther P.38 Replica Pistol by Denixhttps://preview.redd.it/gqpdal5aux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1a2cbb30ea386d8db84a26cb77eecc641eff7b19 I recently got my hands on the Denix Replicas 1081 Walther P. 38 Automatic Pistol and I have to say, it's a real treat for history enthusiasts! The detailed recreation of this iconic WWII weapon is impressive, and it's not just for show. It's heavier than one might expect, which gives it a solid feel in the hand. The pistol-like click of the slide and the smoothness of the mechanism make it a joy to handle, even if it's not fireable. However, there are some minor drawbacks, like the fact that the slide doesn't lock back and the magazine can't be removed. But considering this is a replica for display purposes rather than practical use, it's not much of a hindrance. It's a conversation starter and a great way to add a piece of history to your collection. 🔗M1911 Colt Pistol: A Comprehensive Guide and Historyhttps://preview.redd.it/a0qln6daux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fe2d4ddb5d9f45fafdc2fa42b90385a34a5d39d7 I recently had the pleasure of getting my hands on this book, "The Colt M1911 . 45 Automatic Pistol: M1911, M1911A1, Markings, Variants, Ammunition, Accessories [Book]". Being a gun enthusiast, I was eager to dive into the world of this iconic pistol. What stood out to me was the detailed information on the M1911's design, manufacturing, and testing. The book takes you on a journey through its combat use in various wars, with more than 370 images that provide a visual breakdown of the weapon. The serial numbers list and the visuals of the weapon's markings were particularly fascinating. The section on accessories like magazines, ammunition, holsters, and cleaning kits was a nice touch, adding to the overall comprehensive nature of the book. I found the combat-related uniform and equipment items to be of special interest. However, one drawback I encountered was the inconsistency in the captions of some photos. I was expecting a more complete reference on some of the markings and stampings. Despite this, the book still managed to impress me with its wealth of data and images. Despite its relatively short length, "The Colt M1911 . 45 Automatic Pistol: M1911, M1911A1, Markings, Variants, Ammunition, Accessories [Book]" is a must-have for anyone interested in the history and development of this legendary firearm. The high-quality images and detailed information make it a valuable addition to any library. 🔗Premium 1911 MW Housing Blankhttps://preview.redd.it/ltyc7vxaux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=458cbfc2f92096f6fe26c304da8e646fc8e772c4 The Ed Brown 1911 housing is a fine example of the dedication to precision and quality that makes this brand stand out. As a seasoned gun enthusiast, I've come to appreciate the meticulous attention to detail that goes into crafting these firearms. With this product, I especially noticed the superior components and expert machining that made the gun feel smooth and well-balanced. The mag well housing, in particular, added an element of sophistication to my 1911 replica. While the Ed Brown 1911 housing is an excellent choice for those seeking top-notch performance, there are a few potential downsides to consider. One is the price point, which may be prohibitive for some users. Additionally, while the housing is designed for durability, it's essential to take proper care of it to ensure its longevity. All in all, the Ed Brown 1911 housing is an exceptional product that delivers on promises of quality and craftsmanship. 🔗Antique 1911 Replica Manual: Ascar War Department Automatic Pistol, Caliber.45https://preview.redd.it/zwy1tb0bux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8c89a36e48019e7945f1accdab8e892b41a7bdbb This "Basic Field Manual" is a fascinating look into the history of the United States War Department Automatic Pistol, Caliber. 45 M1911 and M1911a1, providing a unique insight into the mechanics and usage of these iconic weapons. Despite being a facsimile reprint, the book offers an authentic experience, with its antiquated charm showcasing imperfections like marks, notations, and marginalia. The pocket-sized field manual, measuring at 9 inches in length and just a quarter inch thick, is perfect for on-the-go reference. The language is crisp and clear, making it easy for anyone to understand the intricate details of the pistols. It also comes with detailed diagrams, which make it easier to visualize the workings of the weapon. Although the book's condition might not be ideal, the information it provides is invaluable for any collector or history enthusiast. Overall, this "Basic Field Manual" might be flawed in appearance, but it's well worth the read for anyone fascinated by history or military firearms. 🔗World War I and II Era 1911 Webley Revolver Replicahttps://preview.redd.it/p0t35fbbux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=42105298f6183b62a0d92e0694ea25ec7beefbbb As a history buff, I was drawn to the Denix Webley Revolver replica, with its ties to the Indiana Jones movies. The first thing that struck me was its weight, which made it feel like a real gun. The details were incredibly accurate, right down to the checkered grip and the engraving on the barrel. However, I found it a bit disappointing that the break-open action didn't work. It may be a minor issue for some, but for me, it took away a bit of the authenticity. Nevertheless, it's a great display piece and does justice to its historical origins. 🔗Patriotic 1911 Replica Model with Blue Pattern Gripshttps://preview.redd.it/sqlu3hobux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e1dda0446109b4166c668c6faa4d5cc1a9f2e37d This "Uncle Sam" miniature model is an incredible tribute to the USA, perfect for those who want to show their patriotism. As I slowly started putting the pieces together, I found the assembly process to be surprisingly easy and enjoyable. The 1:2.5 scale model is a fantastic representation of the iconic 1911 pistol, with authentic features such as working thumb safety, slide actions, and magazine release. The model's realistic design caught my attention right away, from its Old Glory Blue pattern grips to the intricate details on the closed barrel. It's clear that the creators paid attention to every aspect of the gun, ensuring that this replica is as accurate as possible. However, the hard-to-find bullets might be a minor inconvenience for some users. Overall, I'm impressed by the quality and attention to detail of this miniature 1911 USA tribute model. It's a unique and fun addition to any collection, and the ease of assembly is a big plus. Buyer's GuideThe 1911 Replica, a product category that has gained popularity among gun enthusiasts, is designed to replicate the iconic 1911 pistol. This pistol, often referred to as the "Gun that won the West, " was first manufactured by John Browning in 1911 and has been a staple in firearm history ever since. Whether you're a seasoned collector or a first-time enthusiast, there are essential features, considerations, and advice to keep in mind when purchasing a 1911 Replica. https://preview.redd.it/qtgrbuybux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=cd09d2747798bcd86562037c0925696f93c51b3a Important Features
Considerations
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FAQWhat is a 1911 Replica?A 1911 Replica is a firearm that closely resembles the original 1911 pistol, which was first introduced by Colt in 1911. These replicas are designed to have the same look, feel, and functionality as the original gun.Who makes 1911 Replicas?Several companies manufacture 1911 Replicas, including Colt, Springfield Armory, Kimber, and Remington. https://preview.redd.it/urjfdn8dux3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2cb90e7929ce3fe0b5aaac5f2b51efee81e927b9 What materials are 1911 Replicas typically made of?1911 Replicas are typically crafted from high-quality steel and brass, with wooden or plastic grips. Some high-end models may also feature gunsmith-grade materials.Are 1911 Replicas available in different finishes?Yes, 1911 Replicas are available in various finishes, such as blued, stainless steel, or even custom engravings.What is the difference between a 1911 Replica and an original 1911 pistol?
How much does a 1911 Replica typically cost?The price of a 1911 Replica can vary greatly depending on the manufacturer, specific model, and finish. On average, you can expect to pay between $800 to $3,000 for a high-quality 1911 Replica.What are some common accessories for 1911 Replicas?
Is it legal to own a 1911 Replica?The legality of owning a 1911 Replica varies by jurisdiction. It is essential to check local and state laws regarding firearms ownership and carry laws.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.06.01 12:25 yeisonmarin2010 Getting a Windows 11 key Cheap
Mega Information Thread about Windows Keys
This thread is intended to be a mega information thread on how to safely acquire Windows 11 key for cheap. You should still do your due diligence as a consumer and this thread should simply serve as a rough guide.
Can I get Windows 11 for free?
You can simply run Windows 11 for free. This is possible but you'll have an ugly permanent watermark that will overlay everything and the features you'll be able to use will be limited. There are also ways to pirate Windows with scripts. I would highly advise against these methods as I've had many people come into my IT store with there PC's completely bricked from trying to do this. These scripts are also not audited by anyone for legitimacy and could very well be backdoors for hackers to access your personal information. You're better off just sourcing a Windows 11 key cheap or keeping your Windows inactivated and dealing with the Watermark.
What is the Grey market?
You often hear the term "Grey market keys" thrown around. It often carries a negative stigma. People will often claim that these types of keys have been paid for with stolen credit cards and aren't legitimate. This isn't necessarily true. It is entirely possible to acquire Windows keys through a third party that isn't Microsoft that are perfectly legitimate. Often, when an office clears out and decommissions their computers, they are recycled for parts or refurbished for resale. You can resell the operating system so long as it has been deactivated on that computer. This is perfectly legal. You're within your consumer rights to resell software the same way you can resell a book.
OEM vs Retail
OEM keys are "Original Manufacturer keys" and are intended to be used with computers made by the manufacturer that created the key with Microsoft's authorised key generators. If the manufacturer violates these terms by distributing the keys to consumers. Then Microsoft may deactivate all the keys. Due to this, It's better to go with Retail keys as they are intended for the consumers. There is no reason for Microsoft to ever deactivate these keys. They are permanent.
How to get a Windows 11 key cheap?
There are a few sites to use when keeping in mind that you want the key to be retail and for a reasonable price. I've used the sites below to activate the PC builds for my customers and haven't had any issues so far.
I'm sure there are other sites out there that are legitimate and within this price range too. Feel free to message me about these options and I may add them to the list.
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This thread is intended to be a mega information thread on how to safely acquire Windows 11 key for cheap. You should still do your due diligence as a consumer and this thread should simply serve as a rough guide.
Can I get Windows 11 for free?
You can simply run Windows 11 for free. This is possible but you'll have an ugly permanent watermark that will overlay everything and the features you'll be able to use will be limited. There are also ways to pirate Windows with scripts. I would highly advise against these methods as I've had many people come into my IT store with there PC's completely bricked from trying to do this. These scripts are also not audited by anyone for legitimacy and could very well be backdoors for hackers to access your personal information. You're better off just sourcing a Windows 11 key cheap or keeping your Windows inactivated and dealing with the Watermark.
What is the Grey market?
You often hear the term "Grey market keys" thrown around. It often carries a negative stigma. People will often claim that these types of keys have been paid for with stolen credit cards and aren't legitimate. This isn't necessarily true. It is entirely possible to acquire Windows keys through a third party that isn't Microsoft that are perfectly legitimate. Often, when an office clears out and decommissions their computers, they are recycled for parts or refurbished for resale. You can resell the operating system so long as it has been deactivated on that computer. This is perfectly legal. You're within your consumer rights to resell software the same way you can resell a book.
OEM vs Retail
OEM keys are "Original Manufacturer keys" and are intended to be used with computers made by the manufacturer that created the key with Microsoft's authorised key generators. If the manufacturer violates these terms by distributing the keys to consumers. Then Microsoft may deactivate all the keys. Due to this, It's better to go with Retail keys as they are intended for the consumers. There is no reason for Microsoft to ever deactivate these keys. They are permanent.
How to get a Windows 11 key cheap?
There are a few sites to use when keeping in mind that you want the key to be retail and for a reasonable price. I've used the sites below to activate the PC builds for my customers and haven't had any issues so far.
I'm sure there are other sites out there that are legitimate and within this price range too. Feel free to message me about these options and I may add them to the list.
2024.06.01 12:10 Significant-Tower146 Best 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches
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Welcome to our roundup of the top 1911 leather magazine pouches on the market. If you're looking to keep your magazines organized and secure while on the range, we've got you covered. Join us as we explore the best options available, focusing on durability, style, and practicality.
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The Benchmaster 1911 Rack has made my life so much easier. With its quick access feature, I can get my hands on the right magazine every single time. I love how it keeps my magazines securely held in place whether they're loaded or unloaded.
The durability and build quality of this rack is impressive, and it's light enough to take with me when I travel yet sturdy enough to handle the wear and tear of everyday use. Its moisture-resistant design ensures my mags stay protected in any weather conditions. On the flip side, the price tag seems a bit high for this particular product, but after using it, I must say it's worth the investment.
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Imagine this: after a long day at the range or simply enjoying your time at home, you're done with holstering and retrieving your magazines. You reach for your trusty mag holder - a solid, reliable, and convenient accessory that's been your reliable companion for months. But suddenly, it's gone. You need a new one. Fast. Enter C&G's Universal single mag holder.
This is the kind of mag holder that makes you say, "I never knew I needed this until now! " It's a game-changer, designed to hold your magazines in place, making your life easier and hassle-free. The C&G's Universal single mag holder is made with high-quality materials, ensuring it lasts long, stays sturdy, and remains a reliable tool in your arsenal.
The Universal aspect of this product is a testament to its versatility, as it fits almost all pistols or mags. And let's talk about the fit - it's made for a purpose and designed to ensure that your magazines stay where they should. No more fumbling or worrying about your magazines falling out when you need them most.
But what about the looks? Well, let's just say it's not an eyesore. It manages to blend form and function, seamlessly becoming a part of your daily arsenal. The fact that it's made in America by the best professionals in the field is a cherry on top.
However, like any other product, it does have a small downside. The clip might take some getting used to, as it's a little bigger and wider than what most users would prefer. But it's a small cost to pay for a product that performs so magnificently.
In conclusion, the C&G's Universal single mag holder is a top-notch product that delivers on its promises. It's a reliable and efficient accessory that makes holstering and retrieving your magazines a breeze. It might have a minor issue with the clip size, but overall, it's a must-have for anyone who wants to ensure their magazines stay secure and easily accessible.
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I recently tried out the Hunter 27-152 Belt Magazine Pouch for Remington 740, 742, Winchester 88, and was quite impressed by its functionality and build quality. This pouch proved to be a reliable and stylish accessory for my hunting gear. The leather brown color added a touch of elegance to my setup, and it has held up well over time.
The one minor issue I encountered was that it only fits one magazine at a time, which might not be ideal for those who need to carry two or more mags frequently. However, when considering the convenience and durability this pouch provides, I think it is a worthy addition to any hunting enthusiast's gear collection. Overall, I'm glad I made the investment and would highly recommend giving it a try.
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The Urban Carry LockLeather OWB Single Magazine Holster Ambidextrous Black was a game changer in my daily carry system. With its sleek and comfortable design, I could easily move around without the holster getting in the way. The adjustable leather fit perfectly and allowed for smooth and easy magazine swaps. I particularly appreciated the ambidextrous feature that made life all the more convenient for a right-handed shooter like myself.
However, the only downside I encountered was the fact that the magazine holder wasn't caliber-specific or double/single stack specific. This meant that I needed to pay extra attention whenever swapping magazines to ensure that the fit was perfect. The holster also had a slightly stiffer leather feel compared to others, but this didn't significantly hamper its usability.
Overall, the Urban Carry LockLeather OWB Single Magazine Holster Ambidextrous Black has been a reliable choice for my every day carry system. Its sleek design, comfortable fit, and ambidextrous features make it a standout choice for those seeking a reliable and versatile magazine holster.
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As a leather enthusiast, I was thrilled to try out this set of World War era leather accessories. The Officers Leather Belt Set stood out for its premium leather quality, with the M1916 1911 . 45 Holster and Leather. 45 Mag Pouch both expertly crafted to resemble their original counterparts.
One thing that immediately caught my eye was the beautifully reproduced brass belt buckle, which added a touch of authenticity to the set. However, I did find that the leather holster could be a bit tricky to thread through the belt. Other than that, this leather set was a comfortable and attractive addition to my daily carry.
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A stylish leather magazine holder that's reminiscent of a trendy handbag, this rectangular-shaped accessory is perfect for any living space. Crafted from quality leather with synthetic fabric inside, it's firm, long-lasting, and versatile. The dark brown and white cowhide exterior, paired with a brown inner lining, adds a sophisticated touch to your interior while the leather handle in a belt hook and loop design makes it easy to transport.
Though some users have reported receiving defective products with incorrect coloring, the majority of reviewers are thrilled with the product's overall look, sturdiness, and ability to store magazines and other documents. Easily portable, it measures 15 inches in height by 5 inches in width by 17 inches in length and fits seamlessly into various settings, including at the office or on a vacation.
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The design and material of the pouch are crucial factors to consider. High-quality 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are typically made from genuine leather, offering durability and a natural aesthetic. The material should be both soft and rugged to ensure the pouch can withstand daily use without breaking or tearing.
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When purchasing a 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches, it's essential to consider factors such as the pouch's design, material, and compatibility with your specific handgun. Also, keep in mind your personal preferences and shooting style. By following this guide, you'll be well-equipped to find the perfect magazine pouch for your needs and style.
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Welcome to our roundup of the top 1911 leather magazine pouches on the market. If you're looking to keep your magazines organized and secure while on the range, we've got you covered. Join us as we explore the best options available, focusing on durability, style, and practicality.
The Top 6 Best 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches
- 1911 Mag Pouch for Organized Gun Access - Experience ultimate organization with the Benchmaster Single Stack 1911 Mag Rack, a lightweight and durable solution designed specifically for 1911 guns.
- Universal Single Mag Holder for 1911 Compensators - Experience unbeatable durability and custom-fit retention with the C&G Universal Single Mag Holder, expertly crafted by veteran & law enforcement professionals for optimal 1911 compatibility.
- 1911 Leather Magazine Pouch for Remington, Winchester Rifles - Hunter's American Full-Grain Leather Rifle Clip Holder offers a durable solution for rifle enthusiasts, accommodating various rifle clip styles for a perfect fit.
- Adjustable Black Leather Magazine Pouch Holster - LockLeather's black ambidextrous OWB magazine holster ensures secure adjustability, perfect for 1911 single and double stack mags.
- Vintage 1916 Officer's Leather Holster Set and Magazine Pouch - Experience a touch of history with this expertly handcrafted, premium leather 1916 M1911 .45 holster and mag pouch set, complete with a beautifully replicated brass buckle, making it a must-have for World War enthusiasts.
- Stylish Cowhide Leather Magazine Holder - Stylish leather magazine holder, crafted with real cowhide, featuring a portable design with leather handle and belt loop, perfect for organizing magazines and documents on shelves or in the car, backed by 4.4-star rating and 85 reviews.
Reviews
🔗1911 Mag Pouch for Organized Gun Access
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The Benchmaster 1911 Rack has made my life so much easier. With its quick access feature, I can get my hands on the right magazine every single time. I love how it keeps my magazines securely held in place whether they're loaded or unloaded.
The durability and build quality of this rack is impressive, and it's light enough to take with me when I travel yet sturdy enough to handle the wear and tear of everyday use. Its moisture-resistant design ensures my mags stay protected in any weather conditions. On the flip side, the price tag seems a bit high for this particular product, but after using it, I must say it's worth the investment.
🔗Universal Single Mag Holder for 1911 Compensators
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Imagine this: after a long day at the range or simply enjoying your time at home, you're done with holstering and retrieving your magazines. You reach for your trusty mag holder - a solid, reliable, and convenient accessory that's been your reliable companion for months. But suddenly, it's gone. You need a new one. Fast. Enter C&G's Universal single mag holder.
This is the kind of mag holder that makes you say, "I never knew I needed this until now! " It's a game-changer, designed to hold your magazines in place, making your life easier and hassle-free. The C&G's Universal single mag holder is made with high-quality materials, ensuring it lasts long, stays sturdy, and remains a reliable tool in your arsenal.
The Universal aspect of this product is a testament to its versatility, as it fits almost all pistols or mags. And let's talk about the fit - it's made for a purpose and designed to ensure that your magazines stay where they should. No more fumbling or worrying about your magazines falling out when you need them most.
But what about the looks? Well, let's just say it's not an eyesore. It manages to blend form and function, seamlessly becoming a part of your daily arsenal. The fact that it's made in America by the best professionals in the field is a cherry on top.
However, like any other product, it does have a small downside. The clip might take some getting used to, as it's a little bigger and wider than what most users would prefer. But it's a small cost to pay for a product that performs so magnificently.
In conclusion, the C&G's Universal single mag holder is a top-notch product that delivers on its promises. It's a reliable and efficient accessory that makes holstering and retrieving your magazines a breeze. It might have a minor issue with the clip size, but overall, it's a must-have for anyone who wants to ensure their magazines stay secure and easily accessible.
🔗1911 Leather Magazine Pouch for Remington, Winchester Rifles
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I recently tried out the Hunter 27-152 Belt Magazine Pouch for Remington 740, 742, Winchester 88, and was quite impressed by its functionality and build quality. This pouch proved to be a reliable and stylish accessory for my hunting gear. The leather brown color added a touch of elegance to my setup, and it has held up well over time.
The one minor issue I encountered was that it only fits one magazine at a time, which might not be ideal for those who need to carry two or more mags frequently. However, when considering the convenience and durability this pouch provides, I think it is a worthy addition to any hunting enthusiast's gear collection. Overall, I'm glad I made the investment and would highly recommend giving it a try.
🔗Adjustable Black Leather Magazine Pouch Holster
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The Urban Carry LockLeather OWB Single Magazine Holster Ambidextrous Black was a game changer in my daily carry system. With its sleek and comfortable design, I could easily move around without the holster getting in the way. The adjustable leather fit perfectly and allowed for smooth and easy magazine swaps. I particularly appreciated the ambidextrous feature that made life all the more convenient for a right-handed shooter like myself.
However, the only downside I encountered was the fact that the magazine holder wasn't caliber-specific or double/single stack specific. This meant that I needed to pay extra attention whenever swapping magazines to ensure that the fit was perfect. The holster also had a slightly stiffer leather feel compared to others, but this didn't significantly hamper its usability.
Overall, the Urban Carry LockLeather OWB Single Magazine Holster Ambidextrous Black has been a reliable choice for my every day carry system. Its sleek design, comfortable fit, and ambidextrous features make it a standout choice for those seeking a reliable and versatile magazine holster.
🔗Vintage 1916 Officer's Leather Holster Set and Magazine Pouch
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As a leather enthusiast, I was thrilled to try out this set of World War era leather accessories. The Officers Leather Belt Set stood out for its premium leather quality, with the M1916 1911 . 45 Holster and Leather. 45 Mag Pouch both expertly crafted to resemble their original counterparts.
One thing that immediately caught my eye was the beautifully reproduced brass belt buckle, which added a touch of authenticity to the set. However, I did find that the leather holster could be a bit tricky to thread through the belt. Other than that, this leather set was a comfortable and attractive addition to my daily carry.
🔗Stylish Cowhide Leather Magazine Holder
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A stylish leather magazine holder that's reminiscent of a trendy handbag, this rectangular-shaped accessory is perfect for any living space. Crafted from quality leather with synthetic fabric inside, it's firm, long-lasting, and versatile. The dark brown and white cowhide exterior, paired with a brown inner lining, adds a sophisticated touch to your interior while the leather handle in a belt hook and loop design makes it easy to transport.
Though some users have reported receiving defective products with incorrect coloring, the majority of reviewers are thrilled with the product's overall look, sturdiness, and ability to store magazines and other documents. Easily portable, it measures 15 inches in height by 5 inches in width by 17 inches in length and fits seamlessly into various settings, including at the office or on a vacation.
Buyer's Guide
When it comes to selecting the right 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches, there are several factors you need to consider. This guide will help you understand the important features and considerations to make an informed decision. Remember, the goal is to find a pouch that fits your handgun and your personal style, while providing the necessary protection and convenience.Pouch Design and Material
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The design and material of the pouch are crucial factors to consider. High-quality 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are typically made from genuine leather, offering durability and a natural aesthetic. The material should be both soft and rugged to ensure the pouch can withstand daily use without breaking or tearing.
Size and Compatibility
Ensure the pouch is the right size for your specific 1911 handgun and magazines. Check the diameter and overall length of the pouch to guarantee a proper fit. A good-quality pouch will be designed to accommodate different magazine sizes and handgun models.Secure Mag Pouch Fitment
The pouch should have a secure fit for your magazines, minimizing any potential movement or rattling during use. Look for pouches that feature reinforced stitching around the magazine compartment and retention straps or fasteners to keep things stable.
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Retention and Release
A good magazine pouch should be easy to use and secure your magazine in place without any hassle. Test out the magnetism or retention system of the pouch by attempting to remove the magazine, then reattaching it to check for a smooth and reliable release.Practical Considerations
- Consider the placement of the pouch on your body. Some users prefer pouches to be attached close to the handgun, while others want them farther away to better accommodate their movement.
- Think about your primary shooting hand when selecting a pouch. A pouch may be designed for left- or right-handed use or have adjustable attachments for increased flexibility.
- Consider the aesthetic of the pouch. Some shooters prefer a more traditional, understated look, while others may opt for more flashy or decorative designs.
Final Thoughts
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When purchasing a 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches, it's essential to consider factors such as the pouch's design, material, and compatibility with your specific handgun. Also, keep in mind your personal preferences and shooting style. By following this guide, you'll be well-equipped to find the perfect magazine pouch for your needs and style.
FAQ
What are 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches and why are they important?
1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are specifically designed to securely hold magazines for 1911-style handguns. They are important because they offer a practical and convenient way to carry spare magazines while on the go, ensuring that users always have an extra mag when needed.
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What materials are these pouches made of?
1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are typically made of top-grain leather, which is known for its durability and premium quality. Some manufacturers may also use other materials, such as nylon or synthetic materials, for added strength or specific features.Are these pouches available in different colors and styles?
Yes, 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are available in various colors, styles, and patterns to accommodate individual preferences. Some popular options include black, brown, tan, or even custom or designer patterns for those who want a more personalized look.How should I properly attach the pouch to my 1911 handgun?
The pouch should be attached securely using the provided belt loops or snap straps. Make sure the pouch is positioned in a way that allows easy access to a spare magazine when needed.Are 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches compatible with all types of 1911 handguns?
In general, 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are compatible with most 1911-style handguns. However, it's always a good idea to check compatibility with the specific model you have before purchasing to ensure a proper fit.How do I care for and maintain my 1911 Leather Magazine Pouch?
To maintain the quality and longevity of your leather magazine pouch, it's essential to clean and condition it regularly. Use a high-quality leather cleaner and conditioner, and avoid exposing the pouch to excessive moisture or sunlight.Are there any other alternatives or additional accessories that I can use with my 1911 Leather Magazine Pouch?
Yes, there are alternatives to leather magazine pouches, including nylon or synthetic options. Additionally, some manufacturers offer holsters or accessory kits that can be used in conjunction with the magazine pouch for even more versatility.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases.
2024.06.01 12:10 Significant-Tower146 Best 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches
 | submitted by Significant-Tower146 to u/Significant-Tower146 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/7qwubse3qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=9eb8ea8b8c27cfd1d34da1625001c82977efa55b Welcome to our roundup of the top 1911 leather magazine pouches on the market. If you're looking to keep your magazines organized and secure while on the range, we've got you covered. Join us as we explore the best options available, focusing on durability, style, and practicality. The Top 6 Best 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches
Reviews🔗1911 Mag Pouch for Organized Gun Accesshttps://preview.redd.it/ghff8lm3qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4b581118b7a0db82f4125aa2a9da7eaa14821a27 The Benchmaster 1911 Rack has made my life so much easier. With its quick access feature, I can get my hands on the right magazine every single time. I love how it keeps my magazines securely held in place whether they're loaded or unloaded. The durability and build quality of this rack is impressive, and it's light enough to take with me when I travel yet sturdy enough to handle the wear and tear of everyday use. Its moisture-resistant design ensures my mags stay protected in any weather conditions. On the flip side, the price tag seems a bit high for this particular product, but after using it, I must say it's worth the investment. 🔗Universal Single Mag Holder for 1911 Compensatorshttps://preview.redd.it/mjyzfjz3qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4006701e43f055337a079af7cfb5bed33600084c Imagine this: after a long day at the range or simply enjoying your time at home, you're done with holstering and retrieving your magazines. You reach for your trusty mag holder - a solid, reliable, and convenient accessory that's been your reliable companion for months. But suddenly, it's gone. You need a new one. Fast. Enter C&G's Universal single mag holder. This is the kind of mag holder that makes you say, "I never knew I needed this until now! " It's a game-changer, designed to hold your magazines in place, making your life easier and hassle-free. The C&G's Universal single mag holder is made with high-quality materials, ensuring it lasts long, stays sturdy, and remains a reliable tool in your arsenal. The Universal aspect of this product is a testament to its versatility, as it fits almost all pistols or mags. And let's talk about the fit - it's made for a purpose and designed to ensure that your magazines stay where they should. No more fumbling or worrying about your magazines falling out when you need them most. But what about the looks? Well, let's just say it's not an eyesore. It manages to blend form and function, seamlessly becoming a part of your daily arsenal. The fact that it's made in America by the best professionals in the field is a cherry on top. However, like any other product, it does have a small downside. The clip might take some getting used to, as it's a little bigger and wider than what most users would prefer. But it's a small cost to pay for a product that performs so magnificently. In conclusion, the C&G's Universal single mag holder is a top-notch product that delivers on its promises. It's a reliable and efficient accessory that makes holstering and retrieving your magazines a breeze. It might have a minor issue with the clip size, but overall, it's a must-have for anyone who wants to ensure their magazines stay secure and easily accessible. 🔗1911 Leather Magazine Pouch for Remington, Winchester Rifleshttps://preview.redd.it/4oex05d4qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=42ab1f092290a8f2908e3e9133698da8a27ff9c0 I recently tried out the Hunter 27-152 Belt Magazine Pouch for Remington 740, 742, Winchester 88, and was quite impressed by its functionality and build quality. This pouch proved to be a reliable and stylish accessory for my hunting gear. The leather brown color added a touch of elegance to my setup, and it has held up well over time. The one minor issue I encountered was that it only fits one magazine at a time, which might not be ideal for those who need to carry two or more mags frequently. However, when considering the convenience and durability this pouch provides, I think it is a worthy addition to any hunting enthusiast's gear collection. Overall, I'm glad I made the investment and would highly recommend giving it a try. 🔗Adjustable Black Leather Magazine Pouch Holsterhttps://preview.redd.it/gra8mju4qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=76c5c9f20772b69b6d1a11345d2e5cf64931e7ae The Urban Carry LockLeather OWB Single Magazine Holster Ambidextrous Black was a game changer in my daily carry system. With its sleek and comfortable design, I could easily move around without the holster getting in the way. The adjustable leather fit perfectly and allowed for smooth and easy magazine swaps. I particularly appreciated the ambidextrous feature that made life all the more convenient for a right-handed shooter like myself. However, the only downside I encountered was the fact that the magazine holder wasn't caliber-specific or double/single stack specific. This meant that I needed to pay extra attention whenever swapping magazines to ensure that the fit was perfect. The holster also had a slightly stiffer leather feel compared to others, but this didn't significantly hamper its usability. Overall, the Urban Carry LockLeather OWB Single Magazine Holster Ambidextrous Black has been a reliable choice for my every day carry system. Its sleek design, comfortable fit, and ambidextrous features make it a standout choice for those seeking a reliable and versatile magazine holster. 🔗Vintage 1916 Officer's Leather Holster Set and Magazine Pouchhttps://preview.redd.it/fqc7da15qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=cfaec83cd742487b20cd3e271df6be4ab05b9372 As a leather enthusiast, I was thrilled to try out this set of World War era leather accessories. The Officers Leather Belt Set stood out for its premium leather quality, with the M1916 1911 . 45 Holster and Leather. 45 Mag Pouch both expertly crafted to resemble their original counterparts. One thing that immediately caught my eye was the beautifully reproduced brass belt buckle, which added a touch of authenticity to the set. However, I did find that the leather holster could be a bit tricky to thread through the belt. Other than that, this leather set was a comfortable and attractive addition to my daily carry. 🔗Stylish Cowhide Leather Magazine Holderhttps://preview.redd.it/5c7j24d5qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=809fb8c3a089abc6b7a2b35d2373e25c82bed3cf A stylish leather magazine holder that's reminiscent of a trendy handbag, this rectangular-shaped accessory is perfect for any living space. Crafted from quality leather with synthetic fabric inside, it's firm, long-lasting, and versatile. The dark brown and white cowhide exterior, paired with a brown inner lining, adds a sophisticated touch to your interior while the leather handle in a belt hook and loop design makes it easy to transport. Though some users have reported receiving defective products with incorrect coloring, the majority of reviewers are thrilled with the product's overall look, sturdiness, and ability to store magazines and other documents. Easily portable, it measures 15 inches in height by 5 inches in width by 17 inches in length and fits seamlessly into various settings, including at the office or on a vacation. Buyer's GuideWhen it comes to selecting the right 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches, there are several factors you need to consider. This guide will help you understand the important features and considerations to make an informed decision. Remember, the goal is to find a pouch that fits your handgun and your personal style, while providing the necessary protection and convenience.Pouch Design and Materialhttps://preview.redd.it/vjemfry5qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=cb3f8d2e4679261b70de523c3b46ed079ceea375 The design and material of the pouch are crucial factors to consider. High-quality 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are typically made from genuine leather, offering durability and a natural aesthetic. The material should be both soft and rugged to ensure the pouch can withstand daily use without breaking or tearing. Size and CompatibilityEnsure the pouch is the right size for your specific 1911 handgun and magazines. Check the diameter and overall length of the pouch to guarantee a proper fit. A good-quality pouch will be designed to accommodate different magazine sizes and handgun models.Secure Mag Pouch FitmentThe pouch should have a secure fit for your magazines, minimizing any potential movement or rattling during use. Look for pouches that feature reinforced stitching around the magazine compartment and retention straps or fasteners to keep things stable. https://preview.redd.it/yy6z9n66qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ef86f84d71e60d4ee05e3687db3a9bd624a0edc5 Retention and ReleaseA good magazine pouch should be easy to use and secure your magazine in place without any hassle. Test out the magnetism or retention system of the pouch by attempting to remove the magazine, then reattaching it to check for a smooth and reliable release.Practical Considerations
Final Thoughtshttps://preview.redd.it/mjmclyk6qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3ae8fdc42b644867ba53b2a8b1bb1cce5fbdadf4 When purchasing a 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches, it's essential to consider factors such as the pouch's design, material, and compatibility with your specific handgun. Also, keep in mind your personal preferences and shooting style. By following this guide, you'll be well-equipped to find the perfect magazine pouch for your needs and style. FAQWhat are 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches and why are they important?1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are specifically designed to securely hold magazines for 1911-style handguns. They are important because they offer a practical and convenient way to carry spare magazines while on the go, ensuring that users always have an extra mag when needed. https://preview.redd.it/buc9agw6qx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6d53e8405da4a9568ea3f1c11233534c09a6f370 What materials are these pouches made of?1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are typically made of top-grain leather, which is known for its durability and premium quality. Some manufacturers may also use other materials, such as nylon or synthetic materials, for added strength or specific features.Are these pouches available in different colors and styles?Yes, 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are available in various colors, styles, and patterns to accommodate individual preferences. Some popular options include black, brown, tan, or even custom or designer patterns for those who want a more personalized look.How should I properly attach the pouch to my 1911 handgun?The pouch should be attached securely using the provided belt loops or snap straps. Make sure the pouch is positioned in a way that allows easy access to a spare magazine when needed.Are 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches compatible with all types of 1911 handguns?In general, 1911 Leather Magazine Pouches are compatible with most 1911-style handguns. However, it's always a good idea to check compatibility with the specific model you have before purchasing to ensure a proper fit.How do I care for and maintain my 1911 Leather Magazine Pouch?To maintain the quality and longevity of your leather magazine pouch, it's essential to clean and condition it regularly. Use a high-quality leather cleaner and conditioner, and avoid exposing the pouch to excessive moisture or sunlight.Are there any other alternatives or additional accessories that I can use with my 1911 Leather Magazine Pouch?Yes, there are alternatives to leather magazine pouches, including nylon or synthetic options. Additionally, some manufacturers offer holsters or accessory kits that can be used in conjunction with the magazine pouch for even more versatility.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
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2024.06.01 11:46 sleepyResearcher Notebook EDC. What notebooks do you carry with you and why?
 | I have several notebooks, and I’m always debating about what I want to carry with me. I normally have my passport traveler’s notebook because I use it as a wallet and pocket notebook. submitted by sleepyResearcher to notebooks [link] [comments] If I’m going out for a while, like for the work day, I like to keep my journal with me. The standard traveler’s notebook is durable and light enough to carry around in my bag. I also started an A7 midori md light notebook for a personal daily task list. For notes that may need to move around (like project or meeting notes), I sometimes use plotter paper and the plotter ring binder. My EDC changes depending on how I feel. For example, I really like using midori md paper (A6/A5) and the postalco pingraph paper. What do you guys carry around each day? How does your EDC differ for a daily commute vs going out for a walk or to the grocery store? |
2024.06.01 11:42 ConsequenceSure3063 Best 1911 Laser Grips
 | https://preview.redd.it/4949kf81lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5c55d2286a8e5a56f0bd793a28c73eceb05def33 submitted by ConsequenceSure3063 to u/ConsequenceSure3063 [link] [comments] Welcome to our article highlighting the top 1911 laser grips available on the market today. Whether you're a seasoned gun enthusiast or just starting your journey, these grips will enhance your shooting experience and provide an added layer of safety. In this roundup, we've curated a selection of the finest laser grips for the 1911 pistol, ensuring that you'll find the perfect addition to your arsenal. The Top 9 Best 1911 Laser Grips
Reviews🔗Fab Def Gradus Grip - Reinforced Polymer Core with Textured Rubber Overmold for Enhanced Comfort and Precision Shootinghttps://preview.redd.it/n7wguee2lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a9d9b44f1fb293afa9245e33e1541484dc38d9ae The Gradus pistol grip from FAB Defense has been a staple in my daily carry-on gun. I've found that its reinforced polymer core with a textured rubber overmold provides a comfortable yet secure grip. The 15-degree reduced grip angle is perfect for those precision shots, especially during CQB scenarios. I also appreciate the slim ergonomic design and curved back strap, which makes for a more enjoyable and comfortable grip. The AR-style beaver tail adds a touch of ruggedness and makes it easy to attach to any compatible firearm. Plus, it comes in a beautiful Flat Dark Earth color, which adds a touch of style without being overbearing. While it's not the cheapest grip on the market, I'm willing to pay a bit extra for the quality that FAB Defense provides. However, my only complaint is that it doesn't come with a mounting screw, which might be a hassle for some users. All in all, it's a top-notch grip that's worth considering for your next firearm purchase. 🔗Ergonomic AK Bakelite Orange Pistol Grip by US Palmhttps://preview.redd.it/8yadrak2lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7635907e32a567d88dd3937b5dbce88b8bfa1049 I've been using the US Palm AK Bakelite Orange Pistol Grip, also known as the Jericho 941 Grips, in my daily life for a while now, and let me tell you, it's truly a game-changer. The ergonomic design of the grip makes it incredibly comfortable to hold, providing more control and reducing hand fatigue during extended use. The bright orange color adds a touch of style, making it stand out from other grips on the market. One aspect I particularly love about this grip is the level of customization it offers. The texture is perfect, offering enough grip without being too abrasive, and it has a slightly cushioned feel that's both comfortable and reliable. However, one small downside is that the grip is slightly heavier than other options on the market, weighing in at 0.38 oz. This might not be a major concern for most users, but it's something to consider if you're looking for a lightweight grip. In conclusion, the US Palm AK Bakelite Orange Pistol Grip is an ergonomic, stylish, and reliable choice for anyone looking to upgrade their grip. Despite its slight weight, the pros definitely outweigh the cons in this case, making it a top contender in the market for sure-shot accuracy and comfort. 🔗Premium Cocobolo Wood 1911 Govt. Griphttps://preview.redd.it/st5hz433lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8a4c2ca2d8694ecd6f274ee1f43c59d0860a3dee You know that feeling of getting your hands on a perfectly crafted piece, where every detail is meticulously done? Well, that's exactly what using these Ed Brown Grips feels like. They may look like just another set of handgun grips, but take one in your hand and it's game over. What really stood out for me was the Cocobolo wood - not just because it boasts a striking appearance, but because it's the densest and strongest of all the rosewoods. It's the perfect choice for high-quality grips like these. However, there's a tiny downside - they're not cut for an ambi safety. But hey, perfection isn't perfect, right? These grips have a certain charm about them that makes holding your Taurus revolver feel like a luxury experience. And when you're working with a tool as important as a firearm, feel really matters. So, while they might seem like just another part to some, to me, they're the difference between a good day and a fantastic one. 🔗Hogue Ultra Thin 1911 Grips in Slate Gray with Finger Grooveshttps://preview.redd.it/6ewe4ph3lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4558f35b3df09305afad3be5768e3d970c9153ca These Hogue 1911 Government Panels, with their unique Slate Grey Rubber finish, have become an essential part of my daily carry. The finger grooves made of Cobblestone Texture provide a comfortable grip, allowing me to hold the pistol securely without sacrificing my ability to quickly draw it when needed. The OverMolded grips add a touch of elegance, and I appreciate the subtle Ultra Thin design that doesn't compromise functionality. While the texture might be a bit more noticeable than I would prefer, so far, I haven't experienced any issues, and the grips have held up well under the stress of regular use. Overall, these Hogue 1911 grips have proved to be a reliable addition to my arsenal, and I'll continue to trust them on important outings. 🔗Comfortable 1911 Laser Grip Add-On with Finger Grooveshttps://preview.redd.it/xg9laws3lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4d6444d50f6537db2b98d4be650e758c1d83ccb2 In my daily life, I've had the pleasure of using this Pearce Finger Groove Add On for my 1911 Government full-size pistol. The first thing that stood out to me was how effortlessly it slipped under the existing grips, making no compromises in the gun's aesthetic. The side portion of these grips is incredibly slim, ensuring that the overall width of my firearm remained unaffected. With the added rubber finger grooves, I experienced enhanced comfort and improved handling, which made a noticeable difference during recoil. One of the best aspects of this add-on is its compatibility with various types of side panel grips, such as wood, simulated ivory, and pearlite. This feature allowed me to continue using my preferred grip without having to sacrifice comfort for the sake of finger grooves. Installation was a breeze, and I appreciated that no trimming was required. Overall, the Pearce Finger Groove Add On is an excellent investment for any 1911 owner who desires both a functional and visually appealing grip solution. 🔗1911 Laser Grips Slate Gray with Finger Grooveshttps://preview.redd.it/igp0ji44lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8777d47fedaa2dbe68055e8bc4f62ef0409f9372 During my time in the shooting range, I've had the opportunity to put my hands on several different gun grips. Some were uncomfortable, some slippery, and others seemed to disappear as I struggled to maintain a solid grip. That was until I tried the Hogue Rubber Officer's - a slate grey wonder to behold. Slipping this beauty onto my 1911 Officer 43002, I instantly felt the cobblestone texture that filled my hands with a renewed sense of confidence. The rubber compound, sturdy and durable, left me feeling protected and secure from any potential recoil. The slate grey color was a cool and calming contrast to the fire and smoke that surrounded me. However, the story doesn't end with all praise. The finger grooves, despite being a nice touch, felt slightly awkward and intrusive. I found myself wishing for a smooth, continuous surface that wouldn't impede my grip. Additionally, while the rubber material made for a solid base, it was also a bit too friction-driven. In extremely humid conditions, I experienced a slight difficulty sliding the grip back into its natural position. But after using it for a few weeks, I felt more comfortable and found those quirks to be minimal. All in all, the Hogue Rubber Officer's is a worthy companion to my trusty firearm. The balance of practical design and aesthetic appeal makes it a valuable asset in any firearms enthusiast's arsenal. Though it's not a perfect product, it's certainly a step in the right direction. 🔗Ultra-Thin 1911 Grips for Commander & Other Handgunshttps://preview.redd.it/mgran7o4lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8fa8de0d500dd7e651db0f9cc8870ccad5f94614 I've recently taken these 1911 Operator II G10 Grips out for a spin, and let me tell you, they're a game-changer. These grips are ambidextrous and feature an easy-to-use safety cut, so regardless of your preference, they'll suit you perfectly. The Predator Green color really sets them apart from other grips on the market, and their sleek G10 material ensures a reliable grip without adding any bulk. I particularly appreciate their ultra-thin design, which allows for smooth handling, and the textured surface provides excellent traction. However, I have noticed that they aren't compatible with specific 1911 or Commander models, so make sure your gun model matches. Overall, these grips have made a noticeable difference in my shooting experience, and I highly recommend them for any 1911 enthusiast. 🔗1911 Blued Beavertail Memory Grove Safety Griphttps://preview.redd.it/8o17hty4lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5fcd529d244237ad0f7965aaf774aa185c8b3ff7 I recently had the chance to try out the Blue S80 1911 Machined Memory Grove BeaverTail Safety. This sleek, sturdy firearm safety is a perfect blend of style and functionality. The blued finish gives it a unique and elegant look, while the beavertail cut provides a comfortable grip that's easy to hold onto. One of the standout features of this safety is the grooved design. It's not only a great aesthetic touch but also provides a practical benefit by giving users a better grip. However, the Blue S80 does have a few drawbacks. For instance, its slim profile can make it difficult for some users to find a comfortable position. Nevertheless, overall, it's a solid choice for those looking for a stylish and effective firearm safety. 🔗High-Ride 1911 Style Stainless Steel Laser Grip for Enhanced Comfort and Precisionhttps://preview.redd.it/997znwb5lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=538c7030e29d85a2e43ef2e781a261b936dfb25c I recently got my hands on the Wilson Combat 298S BeaverTail Grip Safety, and I must say, it's a game-changer for my 1911 Auto. I used it for an entire day at the range, and the high-ride design allowed me to hold the gun more comfortably and with better control. The raised Pisi-Release tab also made disengaging the safety a breeze. However, I did notice some minor hiccups. For one, the product came with a barrel bushing instead of the grip safety I ordered, which left me quite disappointed. Additionally, I encountered a few issues with fitment and had to do some custom work to make it work with my firearm. Overall, the Wilson Combat 298S BeaverTail Grip Safety improved my experience with my 1911 Auto significantly, but it did come with a few unexpected challenges. Buyer's Guidehttps://preview.redd.it/xajk13r5lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=908f4bac9ec582783403d4ee6a5a56467778d774 Choosing the right 1911 laser grip can be a daunting task with so many options available on the market. In this buyer's guide, we will outline important features, considerations, and general advice for purchasing the best 1911 laser grip to suit your needs. Important Features
https://preview.redd.it/8i80s176lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=27d16116cb733bb2f23740fbec53b568e53fe4ca Considerations
General Advicehttps://preview.redd.it/92zkd9r6lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=98a198009bbda0f87e38893108cc4c311f3a1fad
FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/ralldi07lx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3d8f8faf2a00b886453e2c45bbb04e9e547aea70 What are 1911 laser grips?1911 laser grips are specialized grips that have built-in laser sights designed for use with 1911-style handguns. These grips provide a convenient and integrated laser sight solution for shooters looking to improve their accuracy and aim.What are the benefits of using 1911 laser grips?1911 laser grips offer several advantages:
Do all 1911 laser grips work with all 1911 handguns?No, not all 1911 laser grips are compatible with every 1911 handgun. Some brands and models are specifically designed for certain frame sizes or styles, so it's essential to check compatibility before purchasing.How do I choose the best 1911 laser grip for my needs?When selecting a 1911 laser grip, consider the following factors:
Are 1911 laser grips safe to use?As long as you handle and store your 1911 laser grip and handgun responsibly, they can be safe to use. Always follow proper handling and storage guidelines, and be aware of your surroundings when using a laser in any capacity.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.06.01 11:39 Significant-Tower146 Best 1911 Holsters
 | submitted by Significant-Tower146 to u/Significant-Tower146 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/i16fjd85kx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=0b485b837f53340d72a905a6a19d5868f0276649 Looking for a new holster? You've come to the right place! In this comprehensive article, we've gathered the finest 1911 holsters currently available on the market. From state-of-the-art design to exceptional craftsmanship, each holster on our list is sure to impress and suit your needs perfectly. No matter if you're an experienced gun enthusiast or a first-time buyer, we've got you covered. Our carefully curated selection is designed to showcase a diverse range of options, all perfect for your 1911 firearm. Get ready to find your ideal holster and enhance your shooting experience like never before! The Top 18 Best 1911 Holsters
Reviews🔗Comfortable 1911 Inside Waistband Holster for Threaded Barrelshttps://preview.redd.it/7pi8efn5kx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=474eb0fdecb6ec685511d00a9b6e8d0a7e1d2700 C&G's Covert IWB holster quickly became a staple in my daily life. The first thing that caught my eye was the solid feel of the Kydex material. It's a bit heavier than some other holsters I've tried, but this adds to the confidence that my firearm is securely held in place. The open bottom design is a game-changer - it fits threaded barrels and compensators like a glove, and offers compatibility with most RMRed Dots on the market. I particularly appreciate the customization options available for fit and attachment, which make it a perfect match for my carry needs. The slight discomfort I've experienced while wearing the Covert IWB holster is the only downside I've noticed. After wearing it for a few hours, I feel a bit of pressure on my hip. It's not unbearable, but it is worth mentioning. Overall, the positives far outweigh the negatives, and I highly recommend this holster to anyone in the market for an IWB 1911 holster. 🔗Carry Comfortably with Versacarry's Quality 1911 Holsterhttps://preview.redd.it/8euk7z86kx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=687e8a7de1de4289ed9723de97ca78137e8f2939 Last week, I had an interesting experience with the Versacarry Compound holster. I was at the range, trying to practice with my 1911, when I realized my holster wasn't the greatest for my needs. So, I swapped it for this one, and let me tell you - it's been a game changer. First off, the material is premium water buffalo leather. It's softer than most plastic holsters but holds up better against wear and tear. Plus, it has a raised protective backing and metal inlay for extra rigidity. It's like having a little bodyguard for your gun. I also appreciate the fit. This right-handed holster fits my 1911 perfectly, and it's comfortable to wear. It hugs my waist just right, without digging into my side. Now, practicing at the range is a breeze, as I can focus on my aim, instead of fidgeting with my holster. The stitching is industrial-grade bonded nylon thread, so you know it's made to last. But don't just take my word for it - Versacarry even made sure it's made in the USA. However, there are a few things I'd like to point out. The holster is only compatible with certain handguns, and I had to return my first one because it didn't fit my pistol correctly. Also, if you're using it for open carry, it might be a bit too conspicuous for my liking. Lastly, there were a couple of minor issues with the holster's design, but it didn't affect the overall experience. In conclusion, the Versacarry Compound holster has become my daily sidekick at the range. Its quality, comfort, and ease of use make it a versatile and reliable partner for my 1911. And with a rating of 3.9, it seems other users have also had similar experiences. 🔗Comfortable Chest-Mounted 1911 Holster for Maximum Supporthttps://preview.redd.it/y3itcciakx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=dd0a9ab8ce6ebfd30961bec3a52986fdbdffa419 I recently had the chance to try out the Crossbreed Chest Rig Holster for my 1911-Founders, and let me tell you, it's a breath of fresh air when it comes to holding on to heavier pistols. The holster's thick leather backer provides excellent support, while the soft suede lining ensures that it's always comfy against the body. What really sets this holster apart is the multiple points of retention adjustment. You can really make it work for you, thanks to the three different straps. The adjustability makes it a perfect fit, no matter how your body is built. While some might argue that the holster might be a bit too noticeable for everyday carry, I've been genuinely impressed with its performance and versatility. It's definitely worth considering when you're looking for a reliable chest rig for your firearm. 🔗Eco Leather Concealed Carry Holster for 1911 Gunshttps://preview.redd.it/3p28v7uakx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=165d5c06326ad3d85e1ce9b4c6ee36ff069c10e7 I recently had the chance to try out the IWB Gun Holster with Mag Pouch by Houston. This concealed carry holster is made with eco-leather, making it a great choice for those who value sustainability. The holster is designed with comfort in mind, fitting around your waist with ease. It also features a soft suede lining for extra protection for your gun. One of the best parts of this holster is the sturdy metal clip that ensures your gun stays secure throughout the day. I found it to be a reliable choice when I needed to be on the move. However, on hot summer days, the holster can get a bit sweaty, so it might not be the best choice for intense outdoor activities. Overall, the IWB Gun Holster with Mag Pouch by Houston is a solid choice for anyone looking for a comfortable and reliable concealed carry option. The eco-leather and soft suede lining provide excellent features for keeping your gun safe, while the metal clip ensures it remains secure throughout the day. However, be mindful of the potential for sweat build-up in hot weather. 🔗Sig Sauer 1911 ProTuck Holster - Adjustable, Lightweight IWB Concealmenthttps://preview.redd.it/bqop4mcbkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=43da6bf13ae2ef010c060618e72dd78df213473a The Vedder Holsters ProTuck for a Sig Sauer 1911 without rail offers an exceptional inside the waistband (IWB) experience, providing superior concealment and comfort in one package. The hybrid holster is meticulously crafted from premium leather and form-fitted Kydex, creating a secure and personalized fit for your firearm. Its natural hugging of your body and adjustable retention make it a standout option. However, I found the weight distribution to be slightly top-heavy, which may require some adjustments. The limited number of color options could also be a drawback for those seeking a more unique look. Nonetheless, the holster's lightweight design, durability, and lifetime guarantee are all noteworthy features that make this a top contender in the market. 🔗Bravo Concealment Torsion 1911 IWB Holster with Adjustable Retentionhttps://preview.redd.it/0zlc3mvbkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=896ef85e086e6a40586144ebfb16a0182b8ff98d I recently became a fan of the Bravo Concealment Adaptive IWB concealed carry holster for my trusty 1911. This holster has been a game-changer in my daily carry routine, thanks to its adjustable retention, which feels secure yet accessible at the same time. The polymer injection mold is absolutely impressive—it ensures a perfect fit for my 1911 without adding any unnecessary bulk. The torsion technology also helps conceal the gun by twisting it slightly inward, making it effortlessly blend with my wardrobe. One of my favorite features of this holster is the comfortable fit; it feels like a second skin without any discomfort or irritation. Plus, the holster retains its shape for smooth one-handed re-holstering. The tuckable clip is another added convenience, allowing me to effortlessly tuck it under my clothing when needed. However, there's one aspect I wish could've been improved—the audible clicking sound when re-holstering. It's a bit too loud for my liking, especially if I'm in quieter surroundings. Overall, I'm satisfied with the performance of the Bravo Concealment IWB holster for my 1911. It's a reliable and comfortable option for everyday concealed carry. 🔗Premium 1911 Holster for Right Hand Configurationhttps://preview.redd.it/xcyx469ckx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=01903d8dbc870c5ac7458e0fea2578ef1b08bfbc While I was out on a shooting range, I decided to try out the Desantis Gunhide Mini Slide Belt Holster for my 1911 pistol. First off, the premium saddle leather and attention to detail were striking. The exposed muzzle design gave it a tight fit, perfect for my gun. I also loved the adjustable-tension device, allowing me to customize the holster's hold. The only issue I encountered was that the belt slots were a tad too wide for my taste. However, the black and tan unlined leather options added a nice touch. Overall, I found the holster to be a great choice for anyone looking for a well-fitted, comfortable, and stylish companion for their 1911 pistol. 🔗Vintage 1911 Holster: Expertly Crafted for Maximum Security and Comforthttps://preview.redd.it/fqj06jnckx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c7b8a8c33af557e07cbca41e0ec7fb8e83981880 I recently got my hands on the Texas 1836 Cannon Vintage Edition Open Top OWB Holster. It's a beauty to behold, with its premium full-grain leather design that simply exudes luxury. The handcrafted attention to detail is obvious, making it a perfect fit for my 1911. The double-stitching adds an extra layer of security, and the smooth interior makes for a speedy draw whenever I need it. While I absolutely love the holster's aesthetics and comfort, I've noticed that it might not be the most versatile option. It's specifically designed for full-size 1911s with no attachments, which means those looking for a more universal option might want to look elsewhere. Nevertheless, for someone looking for a sleek and sturdy holster that's an extension of their style, the Texas 1836 Cannon Vintage Edition is definitely worth considering. 🔗Quality 1911 Optic Ready Leather Holster for Optic and Red Dot Accessorieshttps://preview.redd.it/wcl9gdyckx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=126c6958ba1ec54ee4d6874fbbc1a37011641e94 The 1791 Optic Ready 1911 Belt Holster BH1 in Signature Brown is a versatile and reliable choice for those seeking a high-quality belt holster. Crafted using premium 100% Certified American Heavy Native Steerhide leather, this holster exudes durability and comfort. Its multi-fit design and open top make it an easy choice for your preferred carry-style, accommodating a wide range of firearms. However, the added functionality of the optic cut and the inclusion of a sweat guard or shield give it a slight edge in terms of usability. The reinforced stitching ensures that the holster remains secure and long-lasting. Despite these pros, the holster may not be the most ideal choice for those looking for a more minimalist or lightweight design. Overall, the 1791 Optic Ready 1911 Belt Holster BH1 is a solid option for anyone seeking a reliable and feature-rich belt holster. 🔗Comfortable 1911 Right-Hand Tan Holsterhttps://preview.redd.it/2a1nw8cdkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=31ca6ec911636a71be7ac7244867af1f1e4b2fb1 Desantis Cozy Partner 1911 Tan Holster impressed me in many ways. I love its tension mechanism for handgun retention, ensuring that my firearm stays secure in place. However, the memory band, which helps maintain the holster's shape for easy re-holstering, could be improved. The 1 1/2" split belt loop works well, but I wish it was removable or adjustable for better compatibility with my belt. Another downside is that some models, unfortunately, lack this crucial feature. Overall, as a right-handed firearm enthusiast, this holster has proved useful and practical, but a little more flexibility could enhance my overall experience. 🔗Comfortable and Adjustable 1911 Holsters for Right-Hand Usehttps://preview.redd.it/j99ct9udkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2788fd6bb46a67e10dc34fac3214be4d34ec9341 As someone who's always on the lookout for innovative gear to make my outdoor activities more efficient, I recently had the chance to try out the Blackpoint Outback Chest System. This chest holster is an excellent alternative to traditional belt and off-body carry when hiking, skiing, or engaging in other activities where your hands are occupied. The Outback Chest System is crafted with a sleek design and lightweight materials, which makes it comfortable to wear and carry for long periods. The holster is securely attached to a well-designed, adjustable harness system that balances strength and ease of use. One of the standout features of this chest system is its versatile harness design. The Dynamic Bungee Strap enables greater flexibility for movement, while the Static Buckle Strap ensures a snug and stable fit. The Shoulder Strap allows for easy height adjustments, and the adjustable retention features on the holster ensure a perfect fit for a user's gun. While I'm not a fan of bulky, cumbersome accessories, the Outback Chest System is not heavy or unwieldy. The balance between comfort and security is well executed in this product. However, for those who prefer a more minimalist approach, it might be worth looking into other options. In conclusion, the Blackpoint Outback Chest System is a smart and practical choice for gun enthusiasts who need a reliable chest carry option for various outdoor activities. Although not everyone may find it their perfect fit, it deserves kudos for offering an effective solution to the inherent challenges of traditional belt and off-body carry methods. 🔗Cozy Partner Inside-the-Pants Holster for 1911 Government Modelhttps://preview.redd.it/pc4ezdpfkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1c44d060f227eab24d4c092cc2bc86802cf612f1 I recently got my hands on the Desantis Cozy Partner Holster for my trusty Colt Gov Model 1911. Intrigued by its unique design, I eagerly put it to use. The first thing that caught my attention was the tension device. It provided a perfect fit for my handgun, securing it in place like a glove, and I didn't even have to struggle with adjusting the holster. The memory band that retains the shape of the holster was another great feature. It made re-holstering my handgun super easy and one-handed, which came in handy when I was on the move. The 1 1/2" split belt loop was a convenient addition, ensuring the holster stayed securely in place. However, there were a couple of hiccups during my experience. The lack of an adjustable belt loop was a bit of a bummer, as it would have been perfect for those of us with smaller belts. Also, the memory band and split belt loop were only available on some models, not all. Overall, the Desantis Cozy Partner Holster impressed me with its comfortable design, secure fit, and convenient features, despite a few minor drawbacks. If you're looking for a holster that provides both style and function, this might just be the right pick. 🔗Reliable 1911 Springfield 5" (rail) Concealed Carry Holsterhttps://preview.redd.it/314iavwfkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=637f1d73a887ae7a4cf05a5669c2d2e9d01517e1 As someone who has been a firearms enthusiast for years, I was intrigued to try out the 1911 Springfield 5" (Rail) Holster for concealed carry. The first thing that struck me was its lightweight construction, which made it feel incredibly comfortable to wear throughout the day. This holster also proved to be reliable, as it securely held my Springfield 5" in place, even during strenuous activities. One of the most notable features of this holster is its 1.50" belt loops, which provide a snug fit and stability. However, it did take a bit of time to get the holster to sit just right on my belt, which was a minor inconvenience. All in all, for those seeking a lightweight, reliable, and secure option for concealed carry, the 1911 Springfield 5" (Rail) Holster is a great choice. 🔗Versacarry Element Distressed Brown Leather Holster for 1911 Style Guns with Spare Mag Pocket and Easy Clipshttps://preview.redd.it/5o81exbgkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6d79eb888a3c60e251994b871e37fa1b9850dd9d As a reviewer who's tried the Versacarry Element Holster for myself, I can confidently say it's a comfortable and versatile choice for anyone carrying 1911-style guns. The high-quality distressed brown leather not only looks great but also offers excellent protection, allowing me to conceal carry with peace of mind. The biggest highlight in this holster for me was the adjustable cant and easy-on/off clips. I appreciate that I can customize the holster's angle to suit my carry preferences, which makes my daily carry more ergonomic and comfortable. Additionally, the quick-release clips make it a breeze to access my firearm when needed. However, there are a couple of downsides that I've noticed during my use. First, the spare magazine storage compartment is quite snug, which can make it difficult to load or unload extra magazines. And second, while the raised protective backing helps shield my skin from cold contact, the holster does tend to slip a bit, especially when I'm moving around briskly. Overall, the Versacarry Element Holster is an excellent choice for those looking for a comfortable and discreet 1911 holster. Its adjustable cant and quick-release clips make it a standout option, but expect some minor issues with the spare magazine storage and slippage. But if you're willing to overlook these minor flaws, this holster could be a great addition to your daily carry routine. Buyer's GuideWhen it comes to choosing the right 1911 holster, there are several important factors to consider. Here, we'll guide you through some of the most significant aspects of 1911 holsters and provide you with valuable insights to help you make an informed decision.Material and Durabilityhttps://preview.redd.it/ehcmnciikx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e15e6568eadbe3afb943227b0ad206bb4e77162e A good 1911 holster should be made of high-quality materials that can withstand the test of time. Common materials used for 1911 holsters include leather, Kydex, and nylon. Leather holsters offer excellent durability and a natural, classy look but may require more maintenance over time. Kydex and nylon holsters, on the other hand, offer greater durability, resistance to weather, and ease of care. Retention and SecurityRetention is a crucial feature that ensures your 1911 stays securely in its holster when not in use. Consider holsters with adjustable retention systems that allow you to adjust the tension to fit your personal preferences. Furthermore, the holster should have a secure clasp or locking mechanism to prevent accidental falls or drops.Comfort and ConcealmentComfort is a key factor to consider when choosing a 1911 holster, as you'll likely wear it frequently. Look for a holster that has a smooth interior to minimize friction against your firearm. Additionally, a 1911 holster with a curved base, adjustable cant, or a swivel mechanism can help you achieve better concealment, especially when carrying in the appendix position. https://preview.redd.it/gswt5dyikx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=af2988ac44ee1340e9c32f42191e2d12a7c6015b Draw Speed and AccessDraw speed is vital for self-defense and can be affected by various factors such as the style of the holster and the position of the grip. A good holster should allow for quick and easy draws without compromising security. Consider holsters with open-bottom designs, as these often promote faster drawing speeds.Mounting Options and FitThere are different methods for attaching 1911 holsters, including belt loops, clips, and clips with belt loops. Choose a holster that suits your preferred method of attachment. Additionally, it's essential to ensure that the holster provides a snug and secure fit for your specific 1911 model. Consider the type of carry position you prefer (e. g. , appendix, side, small of the back) and look for holsters designed for that position.Brand Reputation and Customer Reviewshttps://preview.redd.it/vhu4albjkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2fd12eda68259c62a25a56bde7223cfee73fabd5 Do your research on the 1911 holster's brand and customer reviews. A reputable brand with a track record of quality products and satisfied customers can be a good sign. Read reviews to learn about users' experiences with the holster, particularly in terms of fit, durability, and functionality. Remember that your decision should be based on your personal needs and preferences, as well as the specific requirements of your 1911. By considering these factors, you'll increase your chances of selecting a high-quality 1911 holster that meets your unique demands. FAQWhy is a 1911 holster important for gun owners?A 1911 holster is essential for gun owners who own a 1911 pistol, as it offers a safe and secure way to carry and store their firearm. A high-quality holster protects the pistol from damage, keeps it firmly in place during activities such as shooting or daily carrying, and is readily accessible when needed. https://preview.redd.it/gx72ersjkx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c4441965dc413e84286e5328c00c74251a22c6ea What are some common materials used to make 1911 holsters?Some common materials used to make 1911 holsters include leather, polymer, and nylon. Leather holsters offer durability and a classic look, while polymer and nylon holsters are lightweight, water-resistant, and provide a faster draw for the user.What are the key features to look for in a 1911 holster?
What is the difference between inside-the-waistband (IWB) and outside-the-waistband (OWB) 1911 holsters?An inside-the-waistband (IWB) holster is designed to be worn under clothing, close to the body for concealment. It can offer a better fit and is more comfortable for most users. Outside-the-waistband (OWB) holsters are worn outside clothing, providing easy access to the firearm. While OWB holsters are generally faster to draw, they may be less discreet for concealed carry purposes.Are there any special considerations for choosing a 1911 holster with a specific gun carry method?
How do I maintain and clean a 1911 holster?Cleaning and maintaining a 1911 holster involves regularly inspecting it for tears, wear, or damage. Leather holsters should be conditioned periodically using a leather conditioner, and all holsters should be wiped clean of sweat, dirt, or debris. It is also essential to prevent excessive moisture buildup that can damage the holster or cause bacteria growth. Always check the holster before use for any signs of wear or damage, and replace it if necessary.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.06.01 11:34 GhoulGriin Best 1911 Gun Case
 | submitted by GhoulGriin to u/GhoulGriin [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/jq0zyqbgjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1aee7310031986a8d94928d12c6e1a04f1a0d8d9 Discover the perfect home for your 1911 handgun with our comprehensive look at the best 1911 gun cases on the market. From sleek leather cases to durable polymer options, this roundup will help you find the perfect case to safeguard and showcase your prized possession. Stay tuned as we dive into the features, benefits, and pricing of these top-rated 1911 cases. In this article, we'll outline popular 1911 gun cases that offer optimal protection, organization, and style. We'll also provide insider tips on how to choose the right case based on your individual needs. So, whether you're a collector or a shooter, get ready to level up your gun storage game with our guide to the best 1911 gun cases on the market. The Top 9 Best 1911 Gun Cases
Reviews🔗Crushproof, Dustproof, and Weather Resistant Gun Casehttps://preview.redd.it/kb45t0pgjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7f633e05dc16e91aff11a1d2c00c44488e19c90a In my quest to protect my rifle, I recently purchased the Pelican V700 Vault Takedown Rifle and Shotgun Case with Foam, Black. This case has been a game-changer for me, offering unparalleled protection and durability against all elements. Its high-impact polymer exterior ensures that my firearms remain safe from bumps, scratches, and water damage. The six push button latches provide secure closure while also allowing easy access. Its heavy duty handles are not only ergonomic but also incredibly sturdy, making it easy to transport my weapons even in the toughest conditions. Another feature I absolutely love is the interior protection provided by five layers of high-quality foam. However, there is one downside to this case - its weight. While the extra heft provides additional protection, it can make carrying the case a bit challenging for extended periods. Despite this, I still feel confident in its ability to safeguard my rifle no matter where I go or how I transport it. In conclusion, the Pelican V700 Vault Takedown Rifle and Shotgun Case with Foam, Black has been a reliable and robust addition to my arsenal. Its performance under various conditions has exceeded my expectations, making it worth every penny. However, potential buyers should be aware of its weight before making their final decision. 🔗Durable Double Rifle Case – Tanhttps://preview.redd.it/g2td665hjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c1d7637075c7de3d3c034e49b15ea8e0fe52baa4 As an avid hunter, I've tried numerous gun cases over the years. But the moment I got my hands on the Pelican V800 Vault Double Rifle Case, I knew I'd found a permanent companion. This hard case is built to withstand even the toughest conditions, making it perfect for anyone who loves the great outdoors. The first thing that caught my eye was its high-impact polymer exterior. It's designed to protect your firearms from anything you throw at it, whether that's rough terrain, extreme weather conditions, or even the baggage handlers at the airport. With six push-button latches, I can securely lock my rifles inside and have peace of mind knowing they're safe. One feature I absolutely love is the five layers of customizable protective foam. It provides the ultimate protection for my scoped rifles, ensuring they remain in perfect condition no matter where my adventures take me. Plus, the ergonomic heavy-duty handles make it easy to carry, even when fully loaded. However, one downside is that the case is quite heavy. While this may not be an issue for some, others might find it challenging to transport long distances. Additionally, cutting through the foam to fit my rifles can be quite a task, requiring a lot of patience and precision. Overall, the Pelican V800 Vault Double Rifle Case has exceeded my expectations in terms of durability and protection. If you're looking for a reliable and robust gun case, look no further than this one. 🔗Ultimate Guitar Rifle Case for Discreet Transporthttps://preview.redd.it/fmwnn7rhjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4caca78f20469adec52019e2b755be6d05eb2bd8 As an avid hunter, I had been struggling to find a case that could safely transport my rifle without attracting unwanted attention. That's when I came across the Savior Equipment Ultimate Guitar Rifle Case. The first thing that struck me was its size - it's big enough to fit my rifle, yet small enough to remain inconspicuous. The hard exterior provides ample protection against bumps and knocks, while the customizable foam inserts ensure my rifle is snug and secure. I was initially skeptical about how easy it would be to cut the foam myself, but I found it to be quite simple, and the customization options are endless. However, one con is the lack of included locks. While it is convenient that the case comes lock-ready, I had to purchase locks separately, which was a minor inconvenience. Overall, I'm extremely satisfied with my purchase. The Savior Equipment Ultimate Guitar Rifle Case has made my hunting trips a lot easier and more secure. 🔗Duelly Pistol Case with Heavy Duty Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/inx6n62ijx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=9dfd934ecff6c53c958e421fb5ddce373d003cbf I've been using the 12" Duelly Pistol Case for a few months now, and it's been a game-changer for me on multiple levels. First, the heavy-duty handle has made it incredibly easy to carry, no matter how heavy the pistols. And let's not forget the interior foam, which has kept my valuable firearms snug and protected from bumps and scratches. Not to mention, the 12" size ensures that there's ample room for all my accessories. However, one area where this case could improve is its durability. While it has held up well so far, I worry about how it will fare with more extended use. Additionally, the lack of built-in locks for security purposes is a minor inconvenience that I hope to see resolved in future models. All in all, the Duelly Pistol Case has been an instrumental addition to my collection, and I trust it to keep my valuable possessions safe and secure. If you're in the market for a stylish and functional accessory, this is definitely worth checking out. 🔗Hybrid EVA Pistol Case with Lockable Zipperhttps://preview.redd.it/pibe18eijx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7880a5472d72dfa68aaaa6679ddec4fe1fe397a1 I've been using the Plano Stealth Eva Pistol Case for about a month now, and I must say, it's been a game-changer in how I store and transport my 5" pistol. The case has a lightweight EVA construction which is both durable and easy to carry, making it perfect for those trips to the shooting range or when I'm traveling. The highlight of this case would definitely be the high-density, interlocking foam that secures my contents perfectly in place. It gives me peace of mind knowing that my valued possession is well protected. The lockable zipper pulls are another feature I love; they add an extra layer of security. However, one downside could be the size - it might not fit all types of pistols or additional accessories comfortably. But, for its purpose and design, the Plano Stealth Eva Pistol Case does its job exceptionally well. 🔗Durable Waterproof Hard Case for Rifles and Shotgunshttps://preview.redd.it/reyabsvijx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ffd84602eb582a72e3ab1c93bfc530ad87e39887 As an avid outdoorsman, I've always been on the lookout for reliable gear that can withstand the toughest conditions. The RPNB Large Weatherproof Tactical Case, with its customizable foam insert and premium black rolling hard case, has truly earned its place in my collection. I first used this case during a hunting trip where I had to traverse rugged terrains. Its robust construction and IP65 rating proved invaluable, keeping my gear dry and dust-free despite the harsh environment. The adjustable pressure relief valve was a welcome surprise as it allowed me to effortlessly access my items even after changing elevations. However, one minor drawback is the lack of built-in locks. It wasn't a deal-breaker for me since I usually use my own secure luggage locks, but it might be worth considering if you're particularly concerned about security. All in all, the RPNB Large Weatherproof Tactical Case has been an excellent addition to my gear, providing both practicality and durability. It's definitely worth considering if you're in need of a robust case for your outdoorsy adventures. 🔗Durable All-Weather 2-Pistol Carry Casehttps://preview.redd.it/lfixok5jjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=edf516366d6f5bf54cc91a49969f6fb48e588e75 I recently got my hands on the Plano All-Weather Two Pistol Case, and I must say, it's been a game-changer for my firearms storage needs. This case is the perfect combination of durability and convenience. The rugged, industrial-strength construction gives me peace of mind knowing my handguns are well-protected, while the customizable pluck-to-fit foam allows me to adjust the interior to fit my specific needs. Additionally, the built-in pressure release valve ensures that I don't have to worry about altitude or temperature changes affecting the case's integrity. Overall, the Plano All-Weather Two Pistol Case is an excellent choice for anyone looking for a reliable and secure solution for storing their handguns. 🔗Tac-Six 55" Lockable 2-Firearm Tactical Gun Casehttps://preview.redd.it/eo6zbbvjjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7ea6858ef25549f6b42d18d619f06e3301cae9b5 I was always on the search for a reliable gun case that could not only handle the weight of my tactical rifle, but also provide the necessary organization and customization options for my accessories. The Tac-Six 55" Lockable 2-Firearm Unit Tactical Gun Case made me feel confident with its durable 600D polyester construction, ensuring my valued gear was well-protected from the elements. One of the standout features of this tactical gun case is its spacious interior, which comfortably fits two tactical rifles. Coupled with its lockable design, it has given me peace of mind when storage security is a priority. The laser cut MOLLE system truly takes this case to the next level, as it enables me to efficiently attach and customize my essential accessories, making it easy for me to switch up my gear as needed for various situations I may encounter during my travels. While the Tac-Six has proven to be highly versatile and reliable, one minor downside is the limited number of color options available. However, considering the quality and functionality of this product, it remains a top pick for any serious tactical shooter or outdoorsman. 🔗Durable and Secure M1919 Gun Case by Pelicanhttps://preview.redd.it/29lhbk3kjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=483bd2bf2726f2846b1157b639199f801bb8a102 I recently got my hands on the Pelican iM3300 case, and I must say, it has been a game-changer. This case was designed to keep my M1919 machine gun and all of its accessories perfectly organized, and it has exceeded my expectations. The first thing that stood out to me was the custom foam. It fits the M1919 like a glove and has designated spaces for each part. Once everything is set up, it's a thing of beauty. No more rummaging through a jumbled mess looking for a specific part. The case also has six press & pull latches, which are super convenient for quick access during shooting sessions. They're reinforced for maximum strength, so there's no worrying about whether the case can handle the weight of the gun and accessories. One of my favorite features is the Vortex Valve. It helps keep the case dry by releasing pressure without letting water inside. This is especially helpful when I'm transporting it in rainy weather. However, despite its numerous positives, the iM3300 isn't perfect. It's quite heavy, even when empty. Though it has in-line wheels for easy transport, it can still be a struggle to move around, especially on uneven surfaces. In conclusion, the Pelican iM3300 case has been a reliable companion for my M1919 machine gun. Its custom foam, reinforced latches, and Vortex Valve make it a standout in the world of gun cases. Just be prepared for the weight if mobility is a concern. Buyer's GuideNone https://preview.redd.it/qnpux9rkjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=0461658f548a0c1b781b30e5ba97e59dcedb0584 FAQWhat is a 1911 gun case?A 1911 gun case is a protective storage solution designed specifically for 1911-style pistols. These cases typically provide secure, padded, and shock-resistant storage to keep your 1911 gun safe and in good condition when not in use. https://preview.redd.it/4mv2knzkjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=430ef0f2c25b18c7d0fdede4b19b888cc44472da What materials are gun cases made from?Gun cases are often made from materials such as heavy-duty nylon, polyester, or ballistic cloth for the exterior, and soft padding like foam or high-density fabric on the interior to provide protection and cushioning for the firearm.What features should I look for in a 1911 gun case?
https://preview.redd.it/xpxk45zljx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=90f64722fe1707d89ac30bf8cc8c3f43a685039b How do I choose the right size gun case for my 1911?Make sure to choose a gun case that fits your specific 1911 model, checking the dimensions provided by the manufacturer or retailer. Account for any accessories you may wish to store within the case, such as additional magazines or cleaning supplies, to ensure they will fit comfortably. It's always a good idea to double-check the measurements and compare them to your 1911 before making a purchase.How can I secure my 1911 gun case?Most 1911 gun cases come with a locking mechanism, generally a combination lock or a lock that accepts a padlock. This helps keep your gun secure while in transport or storage. Ensure that the lock you choose complies with any local laws and regulations regarding firearms storage. https://preview.redd.it/ljuu5aamjx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a17b40803cad9693826bbaeaeb5623f867d36613 Can I store other firearms in a 1911 gun case?While a 1911 gun case is designed specifically for 1911-style pistols, many models may also accommodate other firearms of similar size. However, it is important to verify the dimensions and compatibility with other firearms before storing them in a 1911 gun case, to ensure they fit securely and are not damaged.What is the difference between a hard-shell and a soft-shell gun case?
How do I clean and maintain my 1911 gun case?To clean your 1911 gun case, it is recommended to use a mild detergent or soap dissolved in water. Gently wash the exterior surface using a soft cloth or sponge and rinse thoroughly with water. Air dry the case or use a soft towel to pat it dry. Regularly inspect your gun case for any signs of wear, damage, or loose stitching, and have it repaired or replaced as necessary.How should I store my 1911 gun case?When storing your 1911 gun case, it's essential to keep it in a cool, dry location, away from direct sunlight or extreme temperatures. This helps prevent damage to the exterior material, as well as preserving the interior padding and protection for your firearm. Additionally, make sure to store your gun case securely to prevent unauthorized access, and consider installing a security system or lockbox for added protection.How much do 1911 gun cases cost?The cost of a 1911 gun case can vary depending on factors such as the materials used, brand, and features offered. In general, you can expect to spend anywhere from $20 to $100 or more for a quality 1911 gun case, with premium cases featuring advanced security or customization options potentially costing more.Can I customize my 1911 gun case?Some manufacturers offer custom gun cases with personalized features like embroidered logos, unique color schemes, or specialized compartments for specific firearms accessories. Visit a reputable retailer or check the manufacturer's website for available customization options and pricing.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.06.01 11:05 ConsequenceSure3063 Best 1911 Commander Grips
 | submitted by ConsequenceSure3063 to u/ConsequenceSure3063 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/d77f1z5hex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1a3827749a8352bd051d11161dcf7b4e9d535e3f If you're a collector of firearms or simply an enthusiast looking for the perfect grip, the 1911 Commander Grips are a must-have. In this article, we'll be taking a look at some of the best 1911 Commander Grips on the market, providing you with a comprehensive overview of what's available and what features to look for. So grab your favorite beverage and let's dive into the world of 1911 Commander Grips. The Top 8 Best 1911 Commander Grips
Reviews🔗Durable Grips for Jericho 941 Firearms with Laser Accessoryhttps://preview.redd.it/jo5h1gmhex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=49a43f991a8a9751d1e016ab4c2785ff50258107 I've been using the Hogue Le Grip Govt Rubber OD Green for a few weeks now, and I must say, it's been a game-changer for my daily carry. The laser sight is incredibly easy to adjust on target, and there are several options for illuminating the target, making it perfect for different lighting situations. One of the standout features is the proportioned finger grooves, which hug the contours of my gun and provide a secure hand grip. This grip also has a non-slip surface, which is essential for someone like me who carries a lot. The grips are ambidextrous, which means I can use them as a left-handed or right-handed shooter, making them versatile for when I'm training with different people. The installation process was straightforward, and no lubrication was required. Overall, I'm really happy with my purchase, and I would definitely recommend the Hogue Le Grip Govt Rubber OD Green to anyone looking for a reliable, durable, and comfortable grip with a laser sight. 🔗Stylish G10 Grip for 1911 Full-Size Gunshttps://preview.redd.it/x124lc0iex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f1dbbaf3ce76a743932e51d573d584309fc38cdb Using Wilson Combat Grips, I've experienced a perfect blend of style and durability. The black G10 starburst pattern gives the grips a visually stunning look, while their high-pressure thermoset laminate provides an incredible level of strength and resistance to wear. The diagonal pattern not only looks great but also offers a comfortable, secure grip. However, I also noticed that some grips, like the one that resembled the sun, seemed to have been exposed to the elements, looking worn out even for something new. Other than that, the Wilson Combat Grips have been a fantastic addition to my 1911 pistol, adding both style and functionality. They definitely have my vote of confidence. 🔗Premium Starburst Cocobolo 1911 Gripshttps://preview.redd.it/200mpaeiex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=19c7eda23efa9d34939c61bcde91d04e33d38037 As I held the Wilson Combat 351MFS Side Panel Grips in my hands, I couldn't help but notice the natural beauty of the Cocobolo material. The starburst finish added a touch of sophistication, while the pewter inset medallion was a thoughtful detail. These grips were comfortable and provided a sense of control, especially with the ambidextrous thumb safeties. However, I would have preferred a brighter red color, as depicted in some pictures. Overall, these side panel grips are a great addition to any 1911 and showcase Wilson Combat's commitment to quality. 🔗Premium Cocobolo Wood 1911 Govt. Griphttps://preview.redd.it/90c2jrmiex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=15240e08cf6adea79205979026a88ae1e443848f You know that feeling of getting your hands on a perfectly crafted piece, where every detail is meticulously done? Well, that's exactly what using these Ed Brown Grips feels like. They may look like just another set of handgun grips, but take one in your hand and it's game over. What really stood out for me was the Cocobolo wood - not just because it boasts a striking appearance, but because it's the densest and strongest of all the rosewoods. It's the perfect choice for high-quality grips like these. However, there's a tiny downside - they're not cut for an ambi safety. But hey, perfection isn't perfect, right? These grips have a certain charm about them that makes holding your Taurus revolver feel like a luxury experience. And when you're working with a tool as important as a firearm, feel really matters. So, while they might seem like just another part to some, to me, they're the difference between a good day and a fantastic one. 🔗Comfortable 1911 Laser Grip Add-On with Finger Grooveshttps://preview.redd.it/vpp1soxiex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=87e1a2e1d84ee752c3345637ab943501bd0d4e81 In my daily life, I've had the pleasure of using this Pearce Finger Groove Add On for my 1911 Government full-size pistol. The first thing that stood out to me was how effortlessly it slipped under the existing grips, making no compromises in the gun's aesthetic. The side portion of these grips is incredibly slim, ensuring that the overall width of my firearm remained unaffected. With the added rubber finger grooves, I experienced enhanced comfort and improved handling, which made a noticeable difference during recoil. One of the best aspects of this add-on is its compatibility with various types of side panel grips, such as wood, simulated ivory, and pearlite. This feature allowed me to continue using my preferred grip without having to sacrifice comfort for the sake of finger grooves. Installation was a breeze, and I appreciated that no trimming was required. Overall, the Pearce Finger Groove Add On is an excellent investment for any 1911 owner who desires both a functional and visually appealing grip solution. 🔗Ultra-Thin 1911 Grips for Commander & Other Handgunshttps://preview.redd.it/uavk3ahjex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5102958d4d35ac8dce356b044d3067ddd717de48 I've recently taken these 1911 Operator II G10 Grips out for a spin, and let me tell you, they're a game-changer. These grips are ambidextrous and feature an easy-to-use safety cut, so regardless of your preference, they'll suit you perfectly. The Predator Green color really sets them apart from other grips on the market, and their sleek G10 material ensures a reliable grip without adding any bulk. I particularly appreciate their ultra-thin design, which allows for smooth handling, and the textured surface provides excellent traction. However, I have noticed that they aren't compatible with specific 1911 or Commander models, so make sure your gun model matches. Overall, these grips have made a noticeable difference in my shooting experience, and I highly recommend them for any 1911 enthusiast. 🔗High-Ride 1911 Style Stainless Steel Laser Grip for Enhanced Comfort and Precisionhttps://preview.redd.it/p7vey0pjex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7a5c002ab33ad663bfadc89e247eacac5632cc17 I recently got my hands on the Wilson Combat 298S BeaverTail Grip Safety, and I must say, it's a game-changer for my 1911 Auto. I used it for an entire day at the range, and the high-ride design allowed me to hold the gun more comfortably and with better control. The raised Pisi-Release tab also made disengaging the safety a breeze. However, I did notice some minor hiccups. For one, the product came with a barrel bushing instead of the grip safety I ordered, which left me quite disappointed. Additionally, I encountered a few issues with fitment and had to do some custom work to make it work with my firearm. Overall, the Wilson Combat 298S BeaverTail Grip Safety improved my experience with my 1911 Auto significantly, but it did come with a few unexpected challenges. 🔗Factory Kimber Compact Ultra 1911 Grips with Double-Diamond Checkered Patternhttps://preview.redd.it/yw1vua6kex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2af774744215dd43297d3ad7a2a8f4eac0169b8a I recently upgraded my compact 1911 Kimber pistol with these sleek Factory Kimber Rubber Grips. The double-diamond checkered pattern adds a touch of class to the otherwise plain grips, and the compact design made it a perfect fit for my handgun. One of the best features of these grips is how comfortable they are to use. The rubber material is soft yet provides a secure grip, making it easier for me to carry my pistol or shoot with confidence. The pattern on the grips is not only aesthetically pleasing but also provides that extra grip I need when I'm out and about. However, it's worth mentioning that the rubber grips may be a bit slippery when wet, so it's essential to be cautious in those situations. But overall, I'd highly recommend these compact, stylish, and comfortable grips to anyone looking to upgrade their Kimber 1911 pistol. Buyer's GuideWhen it comes to purchasing 1911 Commander Grips, there are several factors to consider. This guide will provide you with information on important features, considerations, and general advice to help you make an informed decision.Important Featureshttps://preview.redd.it/zbcjzhokex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a02fdb56ff048036aa9024aca1e1422d1290800d
Considerations
General Advice
https://preview.redd.it/q35qnp3lex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=31a51dfafe063a5a650b7a3bc05aef05e646b3bc FAQWhat are 1911 Commander Grips?1911 Commander Grips are a type of grip designed specifically for firearms, particularly the 1911 model. They are a crucial accessory that helps users maintain a consistent grip on their weapon, providing comfort and control during firing sessions.What materials are 1911 Commander Grips usually made of?https://preview.redd.it/ipf4ntmlex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=97383065a3079182cc8077a35a0a76cdd1fd9185 1911 Commander Grips are typically made from high-quality materials such as wood, plastic, or even synthetic materials like G10. The choice of material varies based on personal preference and the specific model of the grip. What are the benefits of using 1911 Commander Grips?
How do I know which type of 1911 Commander Grip to choose?Choosing the right 1911 Commander Grip depends on your grip preference, the style and design you're looking for, and the material you prefer. Consider factors such as grip size, material, and aesthetics when making your selection. https://preview.redd.it/je6y8xylex3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fef94879376c35679101a409a88cbfe4f8aae919 How do I install a 1911 Commander Grip?Installing a 1911 Commander Grip can be a simple process depending on the design. Some grips may require disassembling your firearm; others can be installed without taking apart your weapon. Always refer to the manufacturer's instructions or consult with a professional firearms technician to ensure proper installation.Are 1911 Commander Grips suitable for beginners?Yes, 1911 Commander Grips can be suitable for beginners. They not only enhance the appearance of your firearm but also provide a secure grip, which can be beneficial for new users learning to handle their weapons.Are 1911 Commander Grips available in various price ranges?Yes, 1911 Commander Grips are available in various price ranges, depending on the brand, material, and design. There are affordable options as well as premium grips with more advanced features or materials.What are some popular brands for 1911 Commander Grips?
Where can I buy 1911 Commander Grips?You can purchase 1911 Commander Grips from various online retailers, gun shops, or directly from the manufacturer. Ensure you are buying from a reputable source to guarantee the authenticity of the grip.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.06.01 11:03 Electrical-Ad1820 Guide to Willo: Part 1
Willo has recently experienced a boost in its player base. However, this increase isn't up to the standards of one of my mates, who plays Willo excessively. Fair enough, it’s quite frustrating when you manage to save Willo, and the person you give her to is running Scorn and dies before their Deadzone expires. So, he's convinced me to help him make this and post it here. This will be divided into multiple parts because reading long posts is daunting, and writing them is even worse.
Willo’s capabilities will be spread across some arbitrary stats that mean nothing outside of the context of Willo. Still, they do help convey something in a future post about her talents; for now, they function as a baseline, a “default” Willo.
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Damage
Willo’s damage is rather low, with her primary fire doing 500 damage per shot every 0.75 seconds, with a DPS of 666.6666 (ad nauseam). Her most impressive damage comes from Seedlings*, with a total of 2000 damage. Her Deadzone outright does only 100 damage, so Willo is quite lacking
*Seedlings are both subject to fall-off, and their fuse time is 2 seconds once they land, giving anyone nearby plenty of time to evade the damage. However, this damage is more than consistent, considering the explosive radius (at 14 units in diameter) is only beaten by Ash’s burst cannon (17 units) and Dredge’s howitzer (15 units).
Sustain Willo’s sustain for the damage role is rather middling, as it’s mostly made up of her mobility and glide, which does provide her a step up compared to the likes of Vivian and Viktor, whose mobility is either non-existent and forces them to rely on other parts of their kit, or prevents the use of their offensive capabilities. However, this doesn’t make up for her frailty, which combines with her poor damage to make engaging in duels rather painful. The only benefit is that you are a slightly smaller size than Willo.
Mobility
As previously mentioned, Willo’s mobility is rather impressive compared to most of the cast, which I guess is a common trend among the blasters now, except Dredge*. This is because of Willo’s Flutter and Glide, giving Willo immense mobility. *Yes, Crow’s Nest exists.
Area Denial
I believe that of the strengths Willo has, her ability to deny space and punish people for trying to push a locked down area is unrivalled. Short of an Omen ult and its crushing levels of damage, no one is outcompeting Willo regarding area denial, even Broadsides have plenty of counterplay, this is because of the potent tool that is Deadzone. While outright it’s not going to kill someone once it's placed, it's also not going to be destroyed or otherwise stopped, the consistent damage that Willo outputs within its radius, combined with seedlings and any support from her team, makes Willo's area denial unrivaled.
Utility
Willo’s utility is pretty good for a Damage Champion, the ability to stop healing outright, is impressive. The provided area denial makes it so Willo is no slouch in terms of utility for her team. However, like most of the damage role, she lacks hard Crowd Control, and more damningly and unique for her, she lacks power against shields and most deployables mean she has to invest in the likes of Wrecker to keep up her suppressive damage and have some value outside of her deadzone.
Stats
Class: Damage (gains 100% more credits for dealing damage)
Starting Health: 2200 Base Movement Speed: 375 or 23.08 units per second
Movement Type: Standard (she has no slow fall, momentum, or otherwise unusual modifiers to her walk)
Willo’s glide has a few attributes:
Unlike Androxus’s Drift, Willo’s Flutter is not affected by her movement speed, except for when changing direction, which instead acts similarly to Buck’s jump in that her air control is near flawless and speed is only reduced by trying to push against where your momentum is pushing you. This introduces the first real part of the Glide: because of how the Glide works on momentum, with your foot speed only modifying direction, this means that if you wish to go back where you started as Willo while gliding without slowing down, you’ll need to do a drift (not to be confused with Androxus’ passive “Drift”). You’ll find this easier on a gamepad/controller since your inputs are on a 360-degree plane. Still, on a keyboard, you’ll be able to control your trajectory regardless of Glide.
You can make sharper turns left or right without delay; however, this does sacrifice some speed based on the mathematics of momentum.
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Step #2) Then diagonally with either strafe keys (we’ll go to the right), you’ll want to hold this until you begin to turn before
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Step #3) Then just strafing until you stop going forward altogether. D
Step #4) Start using your back key to begin the transfer backward. You want to hold this slightly longer to make sure you’re beginning to properly turn since normally backpedalling is slower.
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Step #5) You’ll want to stop strafing and lean back.
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Willo can maintain her momentum by hitting herself with her primary attack, where she sacrifices her health and ammo to maintain her low-flying airtime and momentum, giving her the ability to roll out. That also combines well with certain high-ground positions to preserve Flutter for future use; as well, as carry and even enhance the momentum provided by Flutter. This again comes at the risk of leaving yourself more vulnerable in combat since you’re at lower health and less Ammo.
You can also skip most of this if you don’t care about facing the same direction, by using your mouse or the stick you aim with in conjunction with your forward and strafe inputs to get similar results, with less work though you are lacking the ability to face the same direction.
I mentioned earlier that the Glide has momentum both horizontally and vertically, and that can be quite the detriment since unlike Andro who’s a flat fall rate, and Drogoz which has an upward lifting force Glide has neither so if you start falling you’re not likely to slow down your descent, which makes the passive rather committal.
Stats of Wand of Overgrowth
There are three main thought processes with Deadzone use cases you want to stop people from going somewhere
1)Area Denial
For the most part, your enemies don’t want to stand in the spot where they can’t get healed and likely these spots can be certain chokepoints, flank routes, or even the point
2)Crowd Control
Very similar to area denial though more proactive, this is aiming to where the people are, often in groups but also at points you want people to leave, this is usually done in conjunction with your Primary attack.
Deadzone has an incredibly long cooldown of 16 seconds to balance out its impressive power, especially in the damage role only outdone by Drogoz’s Salvo (20 seconds) and Octavia’s Distortion Field (18 seconds) so one has to be judicious with how they choose to utilize Deadzone, often its more important to prioritize the Area Denial, and Crowd control aspects over the Value that might be found in heal denial, especially since in her base kit Willo isn’t the greatest at confirming these kills herself and without coordination might not be possible to otherwise confirm the kills making the use of deadzone in these situations potentially wasteful.
Oh, like most channeled movement abilities Willo is immune to knockbacks during the time.
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Willo Overview
Willo is a damage champion who excels at crowd suppression, area denial, point control, and healing denial. This might seem like a lot, but much of it combines how one will engage with Willo’s kit, which is more or less built around controlling the capabilities of the enemy support and point tank. Most backline/hybrid-agro DPS do this via suppressive levels of damage output. However, Willo’s damage is shallow, but unlike her peers (specifically Betty), she can shut down healing numbers altogether via Deadzone, which I will specifically talk about when I get to that part of Willo’s kit.Willo’s capabilities will be spread across some arbitrary stats that mean nothing outside of the context of Willo. Still, they do help convey something in a future post about her talents; for now, they function as a baseline, a “default” Willo.
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Damage
Willo’s damage is rather low, with her primary fire doing 500 damage per shot every 0.75 seconds, with a DPS of 666.6666 (ad nauseam). Her most impressive damage comes from Seedlings*, with a total of 2000 damage. Her Deadzone outright does only 100 damage, so Willo is quite lacking
*Seedlings are both subject to fall-off, and their fuse time is 2 seconds once they land, giving anyone nearby plenty of time to evade the damage. However, this damage is more than consistent, considering the explosive radius (at 14 units in diameter) is only beaten by Ash’s burst cannon (17 units) and Dredge’s howitzer (15 units).
Sustain Willo’s sustain for the damage role is rather middling, as it’s mostly made up of her mobility and glide, which does provide her a step up compared to the likes of Vivian and Viktor, whose mobility is either non-existent and forces them to rely on other parts of their kit, or prevents the use of their offensive capabilities. However, this doesn’t make up for her frailty, which combines with her poor damage to make engaging in duels rather painful. The only benefit is that you are a slightly smaller size than Willo.
Mobility
As previously mentioned, Willo’s mobility is rather impressive compared to most of the cast, which I guess is a common trend among the blasters now, except Dredge*. This is because of Willo’s Flutter and Glide, giving Willo immense mobility. *Yes, Crow’s Nest exists.
Area Denial
I believe that of the strengths Willo has, her ability to deny space and punish people for trying to push a locked down area is unrivalled. Short of an Omen ult and its crushing levels of damage, no one is outcompeting Willo regarding area denial, even Broadsides have plenty of counterplay, this is because of the potent tool that is Deadzone. While outright it’s not going to kill someone once it's placed, it's also not going to be destroyed or otherwise stopped, the consistent damage that Willo outputs within its radius, combined with seedlings and any support from her team, makes Willo's area denial unrivaled.
Utility
Willo’s utility is pretty good for a Damage Champion, the ability to stop healing outright, is impressive. The provided area denial makes it so Willo is no slouch in terms of utility for her team. However, like most of the damage role, she lacks hard Crowd Control, and more damningly and unique for her, she lacks power against shields and most deployables mean she has to invest in the likes of Wrecker to keep up her suppressive damage and have some value outside of her deadzone.
Willo’s Kit
Now onto the less arbitrary and made up stats, and to the more tangible: Willo’s actual kit. I will explain what the abilities do with the maximum level of depth possible and how best to use them, or I will add other comments. I intend to first mention the parts of Willo’s kit that I feel are most important to explain in depth.Stats
Class: Damage (gains 100% more credits for dealing damage)
Starting Health: 2200 Base Movement Speed: 375 or 23.08 units per second
Movement Type: Standard (she has no slow fall, momentum, or otherwise unusual modifiers to her walk)
Passive: Glide
Willo has a glide, which I feel shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone who’s played with/against/as Willo, since the feel of the champion has changed dramatically because of the change.Willo’s glide has a few attributes:
- The Glide is affected by the “Per Champion Special” toggle, which activates the glide without inputting the jump command.
- Glide is affected by Cripple (but as of now not by Silence).
- Glide is unique compared to Androxus’ “Drift” in that it’s affected by momentum both vertically and horizontally, whereas Androxus only suffers from horizontal momentum and can easily regain control.
- Willo loses a lot of her air control if hit by most forms of hard knockback (AoE damage from blasters like Drogoz’s or Ash’s primary fires does not apply this effect, while Combustible Fire Spit (Drogoz), or Kinetic Burst and Shoulder Bash (Ash) does).
- Willo can affect Glide’s momentum via self-damage from her primary, as well as her movement ability, Flutter.
Unlike Androxus’s Drift, Willo’s Flutter is not affected by her movement speed, except for when changing direction, which instead acts similarly to Buck’s jump in that her air control is near flawless and speed is only reduced by trying to push against where your momentum is pushing you. This introduces the first real part of the Glide: because of how the Glide works on momentum, with your foot speed only modifying direction, this means that if you wish to go back where you started as Willo while gliding without slowing down, you’ll need to do a drift (not to be confused with Androxus’ passive “Drift”). You’ll find this easier on a gamepad/controller since your inputs are on a 360-degree plane. Still, on a keyboard, you’ll be able to control your trajectory regardless of Glide.
You can make sharper turns left or right without delay; however, this does sacrifice some speed based on the mathematics of momentum.
These instructions assume you’re on a keyboard going forward and want to do a 180 and use the standard WASD control scheme.
Step #1) You’ll want to start leaning forward just for a split second before step 2.W
Step #2) Then diagonally with either strafe keys (we’ll go to the right), you’ll want to hold this until you begin to turn before
WD
Step #3) Then just strafing until you stop going forward altogether. D
Step #4) Start using your back key to begin the transfer backward. You want to hold this slightly longer to make sure you’re beginning to properly turn since normally backpedalling is slower.
DS
Step #5) You’ll want to stop strafing and lean back.
S
These instructions assume you’re on a gamepad/controller and are going forward and want to do a 180.
You’ll want to do a half-circle motion with a gamepad or controller. Once halfway through said motion, you’ll want to make the rest of the turn slower since the foot speed of all champions is slightly slower backward compared to going forward.Willo can maintain her momentum by hitting herself with her primary attack, where she sacrifices her health and ammo to maintain her low-flying airtime and momentum, giving her the ability to roll out. That also combines well with certain high-ground positions to preserve Flutter for future use; as well, as carry and even enhance the momentum provided by Flutter. This again comes at the risk of leaving yourself more vulnerable in combat since you’re at lower health and less Ammo.
You can also skip most of this if you don’t care about facing the same direction, by using your mouse or the stick you aim with in conjunction with your forward and strafe inputs to get similar results, with less work though you are lacking the ability to face the same direction.
I mentioned earlier that the Glide has momentum both horizontally and vertically, and that can be quite the detriment since unlike Andro who’s a flat fall rate, and Drogoz which has an upward lifting force Glide has neither so if you start falling you’re not likely to slow down your descent, which makes the passive rather committal.
Primary Fire
“Wand of Overgrowth” (from here shall be generally referred to as WoO or simply primary fire) is a relatively larger but also relatively weaker AoE attack, compared to Drogoz’s Rocket Launcher and Evie’s Ice staff, in return for the weaker per shot damage, WoO is slightly faster, the firing speed more comparable to Dredge’s Howitzer and Bomb King’s Sticky Bombs.Stats of Wand of Overgrowth
- Does a maximum of 500 damage, on direct or within max damage range
- The AoE of WoO is a 14-unit radius.
- The Full Effective range is a 1-unit radius.
- Has a damage reduction based on the distance from the centre of the blast radius with a max damage reduction of 70% (or 125 damage)
- Willo’s primary travels 300 units per second
- Deal self-damage to yourself within a radius with a minimum of 30 damage to a max of 100.
- A max range of 500 units (at which point the projectile disappears)
Deadzone
Deadzone is Willo’s key ability, and most potent tool, which is kind of odd, considering that I thought to talk about her Glide and Primary first, and that’s because for the most part deadzone works like how you’d expect, there’s very little that’s too surprising about how it works, I guess anything that would make it surprising just makes it easier to use at full effect, nothing too crazy. Still, it’s incredibly powerful and it’s the reason why Willo’s area denial is so good, since the threat it has is deceptively lethal, and it
- Deadzone has a radius of 25 units.
- At base, The Deadzone zone lasts for 5 seconds.
- The effect of deadzone lasts for 1 second.
- Deadzone has no falloff.
- Deadzone is a sphere, any entering of said sphere applies to the deadzone.
- Deadzone relies on a line of sight to the centre
- It stops healing altogether, compared to reducing it by a certain percentage, since unlike Tyra’s Burn Monster talent, deadzone sets the healing to Zero.
There are three main thought processes with Deadzone use cases you want to stop people from going somewhere
1)Area Denial
For the most part, your enemies don’t want to stand in the spot where they can’t get healed and likely these spots can be certain chokepoints, flank routes, or even the point
2)Crowd Control
Very similar to area denial though more proactive, this is aiming to where the people are, often in groups but also at points you want people to leave, this is usually done in conjunction with your Primary attack.
3)Heal DenialSometimes you want to ensure someone is dead, and that you want to stop their team -short of a Rei Rivivify- from changing that, this is especially good against Ying, and Grover’s ultimates as the duration after can lead to them getting killed even if they leave the zone.
Deadzone has an incredibly long cooldown of 16 seconds to balance out its impressive power, especially in the damage role only outdone by Drogoz’s Salvo (20 seconds) and Octavia’s Distortion Field (18 seconds) so one has to be judicious with how they choose to utilize Deadzone, often its more important to prioritize the Area Denial, and Crowd control aspects over the Value that might be found in heal denial, especially since in her base kit Willo isn’t the greatest at confirming these kills herself and without coordination might not be possible to otherwise confirm the kills making the use of deadzone in these situations potentially wasteful.
Flutter
Flutter more or less combines with the Glide otherwise acts as how you’d expect it to, with the small quirk that depending on how you angle it you keep some momentum once the ability is done done, with the further you aim up the less momentum and the more downwards you aim the more momentum you gain, though this momentum is best utilized with Glide at a somewhat forward facing angle up or down depending on if you need verticality or horizontal clearance, however, it comes with a need for one’s best judgement.Oh, like most channeled movement abilities Willo is immune to knockbacks during the time.
Fae Flight
Fae Flight is more or less what you’d know from playing the game and seeing it at work or reading its description though some use cases aren’t immediately clear.- Fae Flight has a channel time of 1.6 seconds.
- If killed while channeling the charge will not be used.
- You receive a speed boost when channeling your ultimate.
- You are CC during all phases of the ultimate including the channeling time.
- Refills your ammo.
Conlcusion
Overall Willo in the base kit is frail to being dived, and her DPS isn’t all that impressive but has some of the most lethal area denials in the game, however, as many of you are quite aware Willo has plenty more in store to make up soon I’ll be posting follow ups guides to further aid those interesting in learning Willo in more depth.2024.06.01 11:00 GhoulGriin Best 1911 Beavertail
 | submitted by GhoulGriin to u/GhoulGriin [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/o898i33idx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=48a0353a6d400d4a2a20fc575c04b9df4fcdeed6 Welcome to our product review roundup of the 1911 Beavertail. If you're in the market for a reliable, high-quality pocketknife, you've come to the right place. Our review will take a closer look at the Beavertail's features, performance, and overall value, helping you make an informed decision. Let's dive in and explore why the 1911 Beavertail is more than just a pocketknife - it's a part of your daily essentials essentials. The Top 7 Best 1911 Beavertail
Reviews🔗Comfortable Hogue Ruger Security-9 Grip Sleeveshttps://preview.redd.it/jb7z4vmidx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=250376e89cb84d7155e791252e93bcab0b46afc9 I've been using the Hogue HandALL Beavertail Grip Sleeve on my Ruger Security-9 recently, and let me tell you, it has been a game changer for me. The unique Cobblestone grip pattern is so comfortable in my hands, and it really hugs the shape of my gun. The fit is absolutely perfect, and it makes my gun feel more substantial without adding any extra weight or bulk. The elastomer rubber used in the grip sleeve is both soft and durable, which means it's easy to install and provides years of dependable service. I've had no trouble gripping my Ruger Security-9, and the grip feels more secure than ever before. It's no wonder that this product has such high ratings and positive reviews—it truly has made a difference in my shooting experience. One thing I should note, though, is that the installation process can be a bit challenging, especially if you're not careful. However, a little bit of heat is all you need to make it easier and get it in place. All in all, the Hogue HandALL Beavertail Grip Sleeve is definitely a worthy addition to any gun owner's arsenal. 🔗Hogue HandAll Beavertail Grip Sleeve for Glock Gen 3-4https://preview.redd.it/awu5f13jdx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=82649e030b451e2cc570515a64c643b58eba0df2 I recently had the pleasure of trying out the Handall BeaverTail Grip Sleeve for my Glock 19 Gen 3-4 in slate grey. I must say, the beavertail design provided an unexpected yet pleasing level of grip enhancement. It was particularly useful during those moments when I found myself in a hurry to draw my gun. One downside, though, was that the slate grey color seemed to dust off a bit too easily, and I often found myself cleaning it more frequently than I'd have liked. Overall, it's a solid choice for those seeking to improve their grip on their Glock 19, but just be aware that it might require a bit more upkeep than some other grip sleeves on the market. 🔗1911 Blued Beavertail Memory Grove Safety Griphttps://preview.redd.it/g7xpj7ejdx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b71f13bcad47b04918d71f94f54c6f450a54b7cf I recently had the chance to try out the Blue S80 1911 Machined Memory Grove BeaverTail Safety. This sleek, sturdy firearm safety is a perfect blend of style and functionality. The blued finish gives it a unique and elegant look, while the beavertail cut provides a comfortable grip that's easy to hold onto. One of the standout features of this safety is the grooved design. It's not only a great aesthetic touch but also provides a practical benefit by giving users a better grip. However, the Blue S80 does have a few drawbacks. For instance, its slim profile can make it difficult for some users to find a comfortable position. Nevertheless, overall, it's a solid choice for those looking for a stylish and effective firearm safety. 🔗High-Ride 1911 Style Stainless Steel Laser Grip for Enhanced Comfort and Precisionhttps://preview.redd.it/s0nyrcwjdx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6c477b2a2039bf5ec844468bc3c2168f2e59382e I recently got my hands on the Wilson Combat 298S BeaverTail Grip Safety, and I must say, it's a game-changer for my 1911 Auto. I used it for an entire day at the range, and the high-ride design allowed me to hold the gun more comfortably and with better control. The raised Pisi-Release tab also made disengaging the safety a breeze. However, I did notice some minor hiccups. For one, the product came with a barrel bushing instead of the grip safety I ordered, which left me quite disappointed. Additionally, I encountered a few issues with fitment and had to do some custom work to make it work with my firearm. Overall, the Wilson Combat 298S BeaverTail Grip Safety improved my experience with my 1911 Auto significantly, but it did come with a few unexpected challenges. 🔗Hogues HandALL Beaver Tail Grip Sleeve for Glock 42/43 - Slate Grayhttps://preview.redd.it/lpt5j44kdx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=0093f65d87f61abf2f24bedaeb83be78a29b3a6e I recently had the chance to try out the Beaver Tail Grip Sleeve by Hogues, designed for the Glock 42 and 43 models. The Slate Gray color looked sleek and I appreciated how the grip sleeve was ambidextrous, offering a comfortable fit for both hands. The Cobblestone texture, molded from soft but durable elastomer rubber, added to the overall experience and made it easier to handle. Unfortunately, the grip sleeve felt a bit too tight for my liking, making it a bit challenging to slide on. Additionally, I noticed that the finger grooves were not as distinct as I would have preferred. Despite these small downsides, I still believe the Hogues Beaver Tail Grip Sleeve provides a better grip and added security compared to the standard polymer grip. Overall, a slight improvement could make this grip sleeve an even more impressive accessory for shooters. 🔗SIG P226 Tacops Grips for 245-10701https://preview.redd.it/rdaxaahkdx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=edf32e188461908ddd5ac0bb5dd23a287b6db486 I recently had the chance to try out the EGW BeaverTail Grip Safety, and I must say, it's a game-changer for Ruger SR1911 owners. The first thing that stood out to me was the beavertail design, which is wider than the frame, ensuring a seamless blend for a more comfortable grip. On the negative side, installation can be a bit tricky, as it's not a drop-in part and will require some fitting. 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The. 38 Super cartridge offers less recoil compared to the. 45 ACP but may not be as potent in terms of stopping power.CustomizationOne of the benefits of purchasing a 1911 Beavertail is that it can be tailored to your needs and preferences through customization. Popular customizations include different grip materials, slide finishes, barrel lengths, and sight options. These modifications can enhance the functionality, aesthetics, or both of your Beavertail gun. https://preview.redd.it/mynfevbmdx3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d51b5efd97e2472436f6802257310b93601a92a1 Considerations Before Purchase
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2024.06.01 09:50 likeshockeyguys7 Anyone have any experience taking jamón Ibérico through US Customs?
I’ve been living in Spain for a while. I’m going home (to the US) around Father’s Day, and I would LOVE to be able to bring my dad back some Jamon Iberico from Spain. Not a whole leg or anything crazy, just a few sliced pieces for him to try (from like the supermarket).
That said, I’ve read online that a lot of people have trouble with getting Jamin through the US borders, as there are problems with USDA approval and such. I can see how this would be a big issue with a whole leg of meat, but what about some vacuum sealed slices? From the grocery store (with labels, ingredients listed, etc)? I plan on taking it through checked baggage, as well, so it being carry on safe isn’t a concern.
Let me know if anyone has any experience with this. Thanks!
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That said, I’ve read online that a lot of people have trouble with getting Jamin through the US borders, as there are problems with USDA approval and such. I can see how this would be a big issue with a whole leg of meat, but what about some vacuum sealed slices? From the grocery store (with labels, ingredients listed, etc)? I plan on taking it through checked baggage, as well, so it being carry on safe isn’t a concern.
Let me know if anyone has any experience with this. Thanks!
2024.06.01 09:00 Khaijentry12 Rose: Fear Your World - Chapter 1: Rose Among Any Other
Finn Tresscoat, a 20-year-old with short dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a pale complexion, strolled down the sidewalk of his small town. He wore a light brown leather jacket over a black shirt, paired with black jeans and black-and-white sneakers.
As Finn ambled along, he glanced at the many shops lining the main road of the town's bustling center. He wasn't searching for anything in particular; he simply wanted to enjoy the rare day off from his job, one of the most perilous occupations in the United West (U.W.).
"Finn! Oh, Finn!"
Finn turned his head to the right and spotted Ms. Tori Elortor, or simply Ms. Tori as he called her. She was an older lady in her early fifties, though her youthful appearance often surprised the townsfolk. With long white hair cascading down her back, pale skin, and bright hazel eyes, she was a striking figure. Today, she wore a navy blue sundress over a pair of tight blue jeans and brown cowboy boots.
Ms. Tori, the local bakery owner, was considered quite attractive and often caught the eye of the younger men in town. Her curvaceous figure and active lifestyle, including regular yoga sessions in the park, only added to her allure. However, Finn saw her differently. Having known her since childhood and feeling like part of her family, he saw her as a maternal figure rather than anything else. He was also close to her son, Eric, feeling like an older brother to him.
Despite his demanding job, which kept him busy for nearly twenty-four-seven, Finn always tried to visit Ms. Tori and Eric whenever he could. Today was a rare opportunity for him to relax and reconnect.
"Ah, hi Ms. Tori! How are you today?" Finn greeted her with a warm smile.
Ms. Tori returned his smile. "I'm just fine, Finn. The real question is, how are you? I haven't seen you in months!" Her tone shifted to one of concern. "I was worried, and so was Eric. You do have quite a dangerous job for someone so young," she added.
What kind of dangerous job did Finn have, you might ask?
Well, Finn was a "Gaunt Hunter," a member of a specialized group tasked with safeguarding the small towns outside the major cities in the United West from creatures known as Gaunts.
These slim, humanoid creatures had leathery black skin, no eyes or nose, and wide mouths that drooled a strange dark green liquid. They had emerged after the cataclysmic "Decade of Winter."
The Gaunts varied in form and capability. Some were very muscular, while others had bat-like wings, allowing them to fly. They were also cunning, often creating weapons from scavenged materials and hunting in packs.
Disturbingly, these were just the common variants.
There were tales of Gaunts resembling animals and some that could even speak, though Finn himself had never encountered such anomalies.
Despite the ominous title of Gaunt Hunter, Finn's role wasn't as glamorous as one might imagine.
He wasn't a high-tech, gadget-wielding hero. Gaunt Hunters received training similar to regular police officers, focusing on the use of firearms. However, since firearms were not commonly traded or shipped to the smaller towns outside the major cities, Gaunt Hunters were also taught to wield swords, knives, and other melee weapons, as well as trained in close-range combat.
Finn had been trained to fire a pistol but also learned to fight with a machete, which was more practical for their needs than a traditional sword. On duty, he carried a standard-issue Glock-17 and a machete strapped to his side. He also wore the standard protective gear issued to United West Security Forces (UWSF) officers.
Returning to the conversation with Ms. Tori, Finn let out a lighthearted chuckle. "Dangerous for most of the veterans on the job, but I'm young and fit! Practically invincible!" he said with a grin.
Ms. Tori gave Finn an unimpressed look, raising an eyebrow. "Is that right?" she asked. "Then what's this I hear about a Gaunt nearly taking your head off just last week?"
Finn's face flushed with embarrassment as he recalled the incident. A Gaunt had caught him off guard and nearly decapitated him with a makeshift axe. "Okay... yeah, fair enough," he admitted, looking down.
Ms. Tori's expression softened, and she gave him a few light taps on the shoulder. "Oh, I'm not trying to make you feel bad, Finn, I'm just reminding you that your job is dangerous… You need to be careful," she said gently.
Finn looked up at her and nodded. "I know, and thank you for caring," he replied. Inwardly, he thought, 'It's not like anyone else does'
"Of course, I care, Finn," Ms. Tori said firmly. "Do you know how devastated I'd be if you got hurt or, heaven forbid, died? I'd be heartbroken,” she told him. “Eric would be even worse off, after all, who would play with him?"
Finn felt a wave of warmth at her words. Despite not wanting to worry Ms. Tori or Eric, it was comforting to know there were people who cared about him, and who wanted him to stay safe and come back home. "I guess you're right," he said with a soft smile. "I'll try to be more careful out there, I promise,”
Ms. Tori nodded, her smile lingering. "Good,” she said. “Now, how many days do you have off?" she asked.
"Not many," Finn replied with a sigh. "Just today,"
Ms. Tori's eyes widened in shock. "Only today? Why?" She asked.
Finn's expression turned serious. "Many of the other Gaunt Hunters are either dead, retiring, or switching to become cops... There are only ten of us left in the entire town,"
Ms. Tori's eyes widened in horror. Gaunt Hunters were the primary defense against the Gaunts. The law across the U.W. dictated that local law enforcement dealt with human issues, leaving Gaunt-related threats to the Hunters. The thought of their numbers dwindling was terrifying.
Each town was supposed to have a contingent of Gaunt Hunters, given that small towns were the primary targets for Gaunt attacks.
Major cities, in contrast, rarely had to deal with Gaunts.
The dense populations of these urban centers acted as a deterrent, scaring off most Gaunt packs. Even if a small group of Gaunts did manage to attack, the cities were equipped with heavy weaponry and advanced defenses, making Gaunt Hunters unnecessary there.
This starkly contrasted with the dire need for Gaunt Hunters in the smaller, more vulnerable towns.
Ideally, each small town would have around fifty Gaunt Hunters, a number intended to ensure adequate protection against the Gaunt threat. However, the reality was far grimmer. The inherent dangers and heavy responsibilities associated with the job dissuaded many from becoming Gaunt Hunters. The perilous nature of the work, combined with the constant threat of death, resulted in a severe shortage of recruits.
As a result, the numbers in many towns had dwindled alarmingly.
"Only ten?" she repeated her voice barely above a whisper. "That's... alarming… What happens if more Gaunts come?"
"We do our best," Finn said, trying to sound confident. "But it's tough… Every day, we’re stretched thinner,"
Ms. Tori took a deep breath, trying to process the gravity of the situation.
Finn felt a lump in his throat. "I promise, Ms. Tori. I'll do everything I can to stay safe," he said, trying to remind her if his promise mere moments ago.
Ms. Tori wanted to argue with Finn's comment, but deep down, she knew he was somewhat right. The town was struggling—trade had slowed to a trickle, and many residents had moved away. The constant threat of Gaunt attacks made living there increasingly untenable. Even Ms. Tori had considered leaving to ensure Eric’s safety and to give him a chance to grow up in a more stable environment where he could interact with other children and experience the broader world.
However, she couldn’t bring herself to leave.
Her late husband was buried in this town, and even though years had passed since his death, she felt tied to the place where he rested. She had loved this town deeply, and in a way, staying felt like keeping a part of him alive.
Seeing the conflict in her eyes, Finn decided to change the subject. "Hey, why don't I come over for dinner?" he suggested with a soft smile. "I'm sure Eric would be happy to see me after so long,”
Ms. Tori was pulled out of her thoughts by his offer. She smiled, grateful for his willingness to spend his rare day off with them. "That would be lovely, Finn," she said with a quick nod.
They walked together to Ms. Tori's home, a modest three-bedroom house with a large attic. Inside, they found Eric sitting in front of the TV, watching cartoons. Hearing Finn’s voice, Eric turned, his face lighting up with excitement. He jumped out of his seat and ran to give Finn a hug.
Eric was about 11 years old, with brown hair like his deceased father but hazel eyes like his mother. He was wearing a dark black and blue striped shirt, dark gray pants, and black slip-on shoes.
Finn hugged him back, smiling. "I've got some stories to tell over dinner," he said, which made Eric's eyes sparkle with anticipation.
He loved hearing about the world beyond their town, even if it was mostly filled with woods and the ruins of an old world.
Finn then followed Ms. Tori into the kitchen to help prepare dinner. He found what he could and handed the items to her, glad to be of assistance. Ms. Tori thanked him and asked if he could help chop vegetables, which he was more than happy to do.
As they worked side by side, Ms. Tori glanced at Finn, her expression a mix of gratitude and concern. "You know, Finn, this town means a lot to me,” she told him “It’s where I built my life with my husband, and it’s where I want Eric to grow up, despite everything,"
Finn nodded, understanding the deep attachment she had. "I get it, Ms. Tori. This place has a lot of memories, and as long as I'm here, I'll do my best to keep it safe for you and Eric,"
Ms. Tori smiled warmly. "I know you will, Finn... Thank you,”
Dinner was a warm, lively affair. Eric listened intently to Finn’s stories, hanging on every word. The laughter and conversation filled the small home, creating a moment of normalcy amidst the chaos of their world. For a brief time, the threats outside seemed distant, and they enjoyed the simple pleasure of being together.
After a few bites, Eric looked at Finn eagerly. "Can you tell me one of your stories, Finn?" he asked, his eyes bright with anticipation.
Finn nodded, swallowing a mouthful of food. "Well, a couple of days ago, I was out with two or three other Hunters, we had just finished fighting off a few Gaunts, once they were dealt with, we decided to explore the area since it was the site of an old abandoned amusement park,” he began. “Some of the rides were still standing, though most were broken and destroyed, it was interesting to see the tech they used to have back then," Finn recounted.
Eric's eyes widened with excitement. "Wow! That's awesome!" he exclaimed.
Finn grinned. "It was pretty cool, but it’s nothing compared to some of the parks I saw in Salton Lake City! Those places are amazing,"
Eric's eyes gleamed at the mention of the nearby city. "Man, I want to go there someday!" he said enthusiastically. "Maybe when I start my training to be a Gaunt Hunter," he added with a big smile.
Finn chuckled. "So, you want to be a Gaunt Hunter, huh?" he asked. "You think you’ve got what it takes?"
Eric nodded vigorously. "Uh-huh! I know I can be a Gaunt Hunter! I bet I can even be better than you!" he declared, pointing at Finn.
Finn raised an eyebrow, amused. "Oh really?" he said. "Who's to say I'm not the best of the best, huh?"
Eric gave him a smug smirk. "Because if you were the best Hunter, you'd have already gotten rid of all the Gaunts!" he said confidently.
Finn chuckled. "Well, you got me there," he admitted. "But hey, if you think you can be the best and get rid of all the Gaunts, then I say go for it, dude."
Eric chuckled and resumed eating, his enthusiasm undimmed. Ms. Tori watched the two with a fond smile, marveling at the brotherly bond between them. It warmed her heart to see how close they had become. She knew that Finn cherished this connection just as much as Eric did, especially since Finn had grown up without a family of his own, raised in the local orphanage.
She recalled those early days when a young Finn would walk into the bakery, clutching a few coins. His eyes would light up with wonder at the sight of the treats and goodies lining the shelves. Something about him had touched her heart, and she began offering him free treats for him and the other orphans whenever he visited. Her late husband had also taken a liking to Finn, treating him like the son they never had. When Finn decided to become a Gaunt Hunter, it was her husband who had helped him prepare for the rigorous training, getting him into shape and offering constant encouragement.
After her husband's death, it was Finn who helped her grieve and find the strength to carry on. She had felt terrible about leaning on him during such a hard time, knowing he had his own sadness to deal with, yet he remained steadfast and strong. He had been there for her and for Eric, helping the young boy understand their loss and navigate the difficult times that followed.
She was truly grateful to have Finn in her life.
Suddenly, Finn's phone vibrated insistently in his pocket. He quickly reached for it and saw a text message from work. He opened it, dreading what it might say.
[~Finn, we need you tonight. Jon and Gary quit out of the blue, so we need someone to fill in.~]
Finn sighed, frustration bubbling up inside him. 'Great, now we're down to eight Hunters,' he thought. 'And Jon and Gary were both my age and in better shape than the veterans at the station.'
Ms. Tori noticed the change in his expression and knew immediately what it meant. "Does duty call, Finn?" she asked gently.
Finn nodded, his expression weary. "Yeah, looks like Jon and Gary quit. They need me to cover tonight."
Ms. Tori sighed, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Finn. I know how much you were looking forward to some time off."
"It's alright," Finn said, forcing a smile. "I knew it was a long shot anyway. The town needs all the help it can get."
Eric looked up, concern etched on his young face. "Do you have to go, Finn?"
Finn ruffled the boy's hair affectionately. "Yeah, buddy. Duty calls. But I'll be back, and we’ll have more stories to share. I promise."
Ms. Tori gave him a supportive nod. "Just promise us you'll stay safe, Finn."
"I will," Finn assured her. He stood up, preparing to leave. "Thanks for dinner, Ms. Tori. It was great, as always."
As he left the warm, comforting atmosphere of Ms. Tori's home and headed out into the cold night, Finn felt a renewed sense of purpose. Despite the exhaustion and the ever-present danger, he knew he had to keep fighting. For the town, for Eric, and for the memory of the man who had helped him become who he was.
Once at the station, Finn entered and immediately spotted Dick Cortez, a veteran Gaunt Hunter who had been safeguarding the town for as long as Finn could remember. Dick, now in his 50s, had graying hair, deep-set wrinkles, and perpetually tired eyes. He was wearing the standard-issue armor that all Gaunt Hunters received, though each Hunter was allowed to customize their armor with different colors and modifications.
Dick's armor consisted of a high-collar black shirt beneath a modified, pure black chest plate that covered his upper abdomen, along with similarly-colored bracers. Both the chest plate and bracers were trimmed with white and featured matching shoulder pads. He also wore gloves with small metal plating on the fingers, dark navy jeans, black and white metal knee pads, and dark brown boots.
Dick noticed Finn and offered a small smile. "Heya, Finn," he greeted.
"Hey yourself, Dick," Finn replied with a nod.
"Sorry about having to bring you in on your day off," Dick said, his tone genuinely apologetic.
Finn walked over to his locker, where his armor and weapons were stored. He glanced at Dick and shrugged, giving a small smile. "It's alright, Dick. I understand why, and I'm not angry—well, not at you, but at those two," Finn said, referring to Jon and Gary.
Dick nodded in understanding. "Trust me, I'm disappointed in them too, but I can see why they left so suddenly," he said.
Finn nodded back, opening his locker to reveal his armor. His armor was similar to Dick's but differed in color and the clothing underneath. Finn wore his usual attire beneath the armor, which consisted of a dark brown chest plate trimmed with black, matching bracers, shoulder pads, knee pads, and gloves.
He took the armor out and quickly dressed, securing the pieces in place. He then grabbed his Glock and its holster, strapping it around his waist, and added his machete in its sheath. Once fully suited up, he turned to Dick with a raised brow. "Which side of town am I patrolling tonight?"
"Outer wall, west side," Dick stated, his voice firm.
Finn nodded, mentally preparing himself for the task ahead. The west side of the outer wall was notorious for Gaunt activity, a hotspot for their attacks. It was going to be a long night.
As he headed out, Dick called after him, "Stay sharp out there, Finn. We can't afford to lose any more good Hunters."
Finn turned back and gave a resolute nod. "I will, Dick. See you in the morning."
Once outside the city, Finn couldn't help but take in the grim sight of the outer wall. It was marred with deep scratches and chips from relentless Gaunt attacks, stained with the dark green goo that dripped from their slavering mouths, and speckled with bloodstains that would never fully wash away. The stark contrast between this battered exterior and the inner walls of the town was striking. Inside, the walls were adorned with chalk drawings from children and vibrant murals from the town's artists. These cheerful images served as a reminder of what he was protecting, and why he had chosen to become a Gaunt Hunter in the first place.
Reaching the west side of the wall, Finn began his patrol, moving back and forth to ensure no Gaunts were attempting to scale the barrier. For now, the night was quiet, and he hoped it would remain that way.
As he walked his beat, his thoughts drifted back to dinner with Eric and the boy's enthusiastic declaration about becoming a Gaunt Hunter. While part of him felt honored by Eric's admiration, another part was deeply troubled. The life of a Hunter was dangerous and filled with horrors that no one should have to witness, let alone a young boy like Eric.
Finn's mind flashed back to a particularly gruesome memory from a past patrol. He and another Hunter had been called to assist in repelling a large pack of Gaunts. They had rushed to the scene, only to find their comrades dead, slaughtered in horrific ways. One Hunter's skull had been cracked open, with Gaunts eating from it as if it were a bowl of grapes. Another Hunter, still alive, was being disemboweled and devoured. Finn could never forget the man's agonized expression as he watched his own entrails being torn apart and consumed. The sight had been so revolting that Finn had vomited on the spot, paralyzed by shock until his partner snapped him back to reality.
Then there were the stories he had heard from veterans like Dick. Dick once recounted an incident where a Hunter had been speared to death by multiple Gaunts. They hadn't even eaten him; they had just impaled him repeatedly, leaving his body to rot in the woods for days. Such tales highlighted the Gaunts' malevolence and complete lack of empathy.
Finn shuddered at the memories. He didn't want Eric to face such nightmares. The boy was full of life and potential, and Finn couldn't bear the thought of him enduring the same horrors he had.
Since that harrowing incident and the chilling story Dick had shared, Finn had sworn to himself that he wouldn't meet a similar fate. He vowed to go out fighting, to not end up like those other hunters. He couldn't bear the thought of becoming another victim, especially after what happened to his sister.
The sudden howl nearby jolted Finn out of his grim thoughts. The sound was close—too close. Instantly alert, he scanned his surroundings. Just then, something whizzed past his face, slicing his cheek. He turned to see a makeshift arrow embedded in the wall. Spinning back around, his heart sank as he saw ten Gaunts emerging from the tree line.
"Shit!" Finn cursed, his eyes widening in horror. This was a dire situation. He quickly drew his Glock and aimed at the advancing creatures. Before he could fire, a sharp pain seared through his left side. He glanced down to see a small dagger lodged in his torso.
'What the hell?' Finn thought, bewildered. 'Did one of the Gaunts throw this?'
"Sorry, but it's nothing personal," a strange voice echoed through the darkness.
Finn's gaze snapped forward, and he saw a figure emerging from the shadows. They wore a long black cloak that seemed to envelop them completely, giving the eerie impression that they were gliding across the ground rather than walking.
The figure approached him, their face obscured by the cloak's hood. "My, you are a handsome young man," they purred in a sultry tone. "Such a fucking shame that my babies must eat. We've been on the run, and they haven't had a chance to rest and eat until we saw you." They giggled, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Finn's spine.
Fear gripped Finn, but he managed to look up at the cloaked figure with a raised brow. "W-Who are you?" he stammered, his voice wavering.
The figure tilted their head slightly as if amused by his question. "Who am I?" they echoed. "I am their mother, their caretaker. I ensure they survive, even if it means feeding them humans like you." The figure leaned closer, and Finn could just make out a twisted smile beneath the hood.
Finn's mind raced. He needed to think of a way out, and fast. The Gaunts were closing in, and he was injured and at a severe disadvantage. Summoning his remaining strength, he clutched his Glock tighter and tried to steady his breath. He couldn't let this be the end.
The figure's giggle echoed eerily through the night, sending a shiver down Finn's spine. "Oh! Now I'm regretting stabbing you," they remarked with a twisted amusement. "It's not every day a handsome young man asks me my name, you know? Most prefer a no-name policy." Their tone was cryptic, and Finn couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in his gut. "While I would love to give you my name in far better circumstances, I'm afraid I don't have the time," they continued, their words dripping with urgency. "As I said, we're on the run from a rather unpleasant girl."
Finn's confusion only deepened. The figure's response didn't provide any clarity, leaving him even more perplexed. As the figure began to back away, Finn's eyes widened in shock as the Gaunts beside them moved in unison. ‘She can... control them!?’ he realized, disbelief washing over him.
"Go ahead, babies... EAT!" the figure commanded, her voice chillingly calm.
With a sickening lurch in his stomach, Finn watched as the Gaunts surged forward, their hunger palpable in the air. Determination surged within him, driving him to fight against the odds stacked against him. Ignoring the searing pain from his wound, he raised his gun and fired at the approaching Gaunts. Despite his efforts, only one was hit, and even then, it didn't slow down.
Finn gritted his teeth, preparing for the inevitable close-quarter battle with the monsters. "Come on!" he growled defiantly. "I'm right here!"
The Gaunts closed in, their predatory instincts driving them forward. Just as they leaped toward him, ready to strike, something unexpected occurred.
Thorny vines erupted from the ground, snaking around the Gaunts with incredible speed. Finn's eyes widened in astonishment as the vines ensnared the creatures, halting their advance. The vines twisted and contorted, slamming the Gaunts into the ground with brutal force, tearing at their flesh and rendering them helpless.
" Damn! How did that bitch already find us!?" the figure exclaimed, frustration evident in their voice.
Finn's gaze followed the figure's gaze as a new figure emerged from the shadows.
Her appearance was striking, to say the least. With a spiky red Mohawk and piercing red eyes devoid of any white, she exuded an aura of fierce determination. Smudged mascara framed her intense gaze, adding to her wild and untamed appearance. Her lips were painted black, a stark contrast to her fiery red hair and eyes. Clad in a black leather crop top vest that accentuated her slim, athletic frame, she exuded an air of defiance. Arm bands encircled her wrists and biceps, resembling the wraps worn by boxers, hinting at her combat prowess. Around her neck, she wore a large choker, adding to her rebellious demeanor. Her attire was completed by tight leather pants and high-heeled platform boots, giving her an imposing presence.
"Found you, ya freaking cunt!" she spat, her voice laced with venom.
The cloaked figure retreated, increasing the distance between them and the girl. "Ugh, don't you ever give up?" they retorted, their tone tinged with irritation.
The girl leveled a fierce glare at the figure. "After the shit you've done!? I ain't letting you go!" she declared, her voice dripping with disdain.
The figure let out a mocking giggle. "Is that so?" they taunted, gesturing toward Finn who lay wounded on the ground. "Not even to save his life?"
The girl's gaze shifted to Finn, her expression softening momentarily as she registered his injuries. Before she could react, a shrill howl pierced the air, drawing their attention back to the figure.
"What the hell did you do!?" the girl demanded, her voice trembling with rage.
"Oh, just called in a few friends over for dinner," the figure replied casually.
"You bitch!" the girl seethed.
With a swift motion, she thrust her hand forward, summoning a massive vine with thorns protruding from its surface. The vine lunged toward the figure, but they evaded the attack with agile grace, darting away through the forest.
"Have fun~!" they taunted, their laughter echoing through the trees as they disappeared into the darkness.
Driven by determination, the girl pursued the figure, her footsteps echoing through the forest. However, her path was suddenly obstructed as a horde of Gaunts emerged from the shadows, blocking her way with menacing snarls and bared teeth.
"Get out of my way!" the girl cried, her voice ringing with determination.
In an instant, a smaller thorned vine shot out of the ground with startling speed, piercing through the approaching Gaunts like a bullet. Lifted into the air by the force of the vine, the creatures were hurled aside, crashing into trees with bone-crushing force.
As more Gaunts emerged from the shadows behind her, four shots echoed through the air. Finn's aim was true, striking the advancing Gaunts and causing them to writhe in agony as they fell to the ground. The girl glanced back to see Finn's timely intervention, offering a silent nod of acknowledgment before focusing her attention back on the remaining threats. Summoning more vines, she ensnared the creatures, tearing them apart with ruthless efficiency.
Satisfied that the immediate danger had passed, the girl turned back towards Finn, who was now sitting against the wall, applying pressure to his wound.
Bending down beside him, the girl flashed a smile, revealing sharp triangular teeth reminiscent of a shark. "Nice shooting there, dude. Really saved my ass back there," she remarked.
Finn managed a weak chuckle. "I should be thanking you. If you hadn't shown up, I'd be Gaunt food," he admitted.
"Let's call it even, then, eh?" she suggested. "What's your name?" she inquired.
Finn met her gaze, taking a moment to catch his breath before responding. "Finn, Finn Tresscoat," he introduced himself. Curiosity burning in his eyes, he posed a question in return. "Who are you? No... What are you?" he asked, unable to shake off the mystery surrounding her.
The girl maintained her enigmatic smile, meeting his gaze with her striking red eyes. "The name's Rachel Rose," she revealed. "As for what I am, well... I can answer that once you're all patched up," she added cryptically.
Summoning another vine, Rachel gently lifted Finn to his feet, supporting him as they began to make their way back towards town. With each step, Finn's mind buzzed with questions, the mysteries surrounding Rachel and her abilities swirling in his thoughts. Who was the cloaked figure? How did they control the Gaunts? And most pressing of all, who—or what—was Rachel, and how was she able to command those vines with such ease?
As they walked back toward town, Finn couldn't help but feel the weight of exhaustion settle upon him, both physically and mentally. His thoughts swirled with questions about the events that had just transpired—about Rachel, the cloaked figure, and the unsettling abilities they both possessed. Yet, amidst the chaos of his mind, one pressing question emerged, demanding attention above all else.
'When the hell am I gonna get another day off? Because I can sure as hell use it right now...!' Finn thought to himself, his weariness palpable.
Rachel, walking beside him, seemed to sense his inner turmoil. Casting him a sidelong glance, she offered a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Finn. You'll have your chance to rest soon," she assured him, her voice carrying a note of empathy.
Finn managed a weary smile in return, grateful for the reassurance. Despite the gravity of their situation, her words offered a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty that loomed over them…
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As Finn ambled along, he glanced at the many shops lining the main road of the town's bustling center. He wasn't searching for anything in particular; he simply wanted to enjoy the rare day off from his job, one of the most perilous occupations in the United West (U.W.).
"Finn! Oh, Finn!"
Finn turned his head to the right and spotted Ms. Tori Elortor, or simply Ms. Tori as he called her. She was an older lady in her early fifties, though her youthful appearance often surprised the townsfolk. With long white hair cascading down her back, pale skin, and bright hazel eyes, she was a striking figure. Today, she wore a navy blue sundress over a pair of tight blue jeans and brown cowboy boots.
Ms. Tori, the local bakery owner, was considered quite attractive and often caught the eye of the younger men in town. Her curvaceous figure and active lifestyle, including regular yoga sessions in the park, only added to her allure. However, Finn saw her differently. Having known her since childhood and feeling like part of her family, he saw her as a maternal figure rather than anything else. He was also close to her son, Eric, feeling like an older brother to him.
Despite his demanding job, which kept him busy for nearly twenty-four-seven, Finn always tried to visit Ms. Tori and Eric whenever he could. Today was a rare opportunity for him to relax and reconnect.
"Ah, hi Ms. Tori! How are you today?" Finn greeted her with a warm smile.
Ms. Tori returned his smile. "I'm just fine, Finn. The real question is, how are you? I haven't seen you in months!" Her tone shifted to one of concern. "I was worried, and so was Eric. You do have quite a dangerous job for someone so young," she added.
What kind of dangerous job did Finn have, you might ask?
Well, Finn was a "Gaunt Hunter," a member of a specialized group tasked with safeguarding the small towns outside the major cities in the United West from creatures known as Gaunts.
These slim, humanoid creatures had leathery black skin, no eyes or nose, and wide mouths that drooled a strange dark green liquid. They had emerged after the cataclysmic "Decade of Winter."
The Gaunts varied in form and capability. Some were very muscular, while others had bat-like wings, allowing them to fly. They were also cunning, often creating weapons from scavenged materials and hunting in packs.
Disturbingly, these were just the common variants.
There were tales of Gaunts resembling animals and some that could even speak, though Finn himself had never encountered such anomalies.
Despite the ominous title of Gaunt Hunter, Finn's role wasn't as glamorous as one might imagine.
He wasn't a high-tech, gadget-wielding hero. Gaunt Hunters received training similar to regular police officers, focusing on the use of firearms. However, since firearms were not commonly traded or shipped to the smaller towns outside the major cities, Gaunt Hunters were also taught to wield swords, knives, and other melee weapons, as well as trained in close-range combat.
Finn had been trained to fire a pistol but also learned to fight with a machete, which was more practical for their needs than a traditional sword. On duty, he carried a standard-issue Glock-17 and a machete strapped to his side. He also wore the standard protective gear issued to United West Security Forces (UWSF) officers.
Returning to the conversation with Ms. Tori, Finn let out a lighthearted chuckle. "Dangerous for most of the veterans on the job, but I'm young and fit! Practically invincible!" he said with a grin.
Ms. Tori gave Finn an unimpressed look, raising an eyebrow. "Is that right?" she asked. "Then what's this I hear about a Gaunt nearly taking your head off just last week?"
Finn's face flushed with embarrassment as he recalled the incident. A Gaunt had caught him off guard and nearly decapitated him with a makeshift axe. "Okay... yeah, fair enough," he admitted, looking down.
Ms. Tori's expression softened, and she gave him a few light taps on the shoulder. "Oh, I'm not trying to make you feel bad, Finn, I'm just reminding you that your job is dangerous… You need to be careful," she said gently.
Finn looked up at her and nodded. "I know, and thank you for caring," he replied. Inwardly, he thought, 'It's not like anyone else does'
"Of course, I care, Finn," Ms. Tori said firmly. "Do you know how devastated I'd be if you got hurt or, heaven forbid, died? I'd be heartbroken,” she told him. “Eric would be even worse off, after all, who would play with him?"
Finn felt a wave of warmth at her words. Despite not wanting to worry Ms. Tori or Eric, it was comforting to know there were people who cared about him, and who wanted him to stay safe and come back home. "I guess you're right," he said with a soft smile. "I'll try to be more careful out there, I promise,”
Ms. Tori nodded, her smile lingering. "Good,” she said. “Now, how many days do you have off?" she asked.
"Not many," Finn replied with a sigh. "Just today,"
Ms. Tori's eyes widened in shock. "Only today? Why?" She asked.
Finn's expression turned serious. "Many of the other Gaunt Hunters are either dead, retiring, or switching to become cops... There are only ten of us left in the entire town,"
Ms. Tori's eyes widened in horror. Gaunt Hunters were the primary defense against the Gaunts. The law across the U.W. dictated that local law enforcement dealt with human issues, leaving Gaunt-related threats to the Hunters. The thought of their numbers dwindling was terrifying.
Each town was supposed to have a contingent of Gaunt Hunters, given that small towns were the primary targets for Gaunt attacks.
Major cities, in contrast, rarely had to deal with Gaunts.
The dense populations of these urban centers acted as a deterrent, scaring off most Gaunt packs. Even if a small group of Gaunts did manage to attack, the cities were equipped with heavy weaponry and advanced defenses, making Gaunt Hunters unnecessary there.
This starkly contrasted with the dire need for Gaunt Hunters in the smaller, more vulnerable towns.
Ideally, each small town would have around fifty Gaunt Hunters, a number intended to ensure adequate protection against the Gaunt threat. However, the reality was far grimmer. The inherent dangers and heavy responsibilities associated with the job dissuaded many from becoming Gaunt Hunters. The perilous nature of the work, combined with the constant threat of death, resulted in a severe shortage of recruits.
As a result, the numbers in many towns had dwindled alarmingly.
"Only ten?" she repeated her voice barely above a whisper. "That's... alarming… What happens if more Gaunts come?"
"We do our best," Finn said, trying to sound confident. "But it's tough… Every day, we’re stretched thinner,"
Ms. Tori took a deep breath, trying to process the gravity of the situation.
Finn felt a lump in his throat. "I promise, Ms. Tori. I'll do everything I can to stay safe," he said, trying to remind her if his promise mere moments ago.
Ms. Tori wanted to argue with Finn's comment, but deep down, she knew he was somewhat right. The town was struggling—trade had slowed to a trickle, and many residents had moved away. The constant threat of Gaunt attacks made living there increasingly untenable. Even Ms. Tori had considered leaving to ensure Eric’s safety and to give him a chance to grow up in a more stable environment where he could interact with other children and experience the broader world.
However, she couldn’t bring herself to leave.
Her late husband was buried in this town, and even though years had passed since his death, she felt tied to the place where he rested. She had loved this town deeply, and in a way, staying felt like keeping a part of him alive.
Seeing the conflict in her eyes, Finn decided to change the subject. "Hey, why don't I come over for dinner?" he suggested with a soft smile. "I'm sure Eric would be happy to see me after so long,”
Ms. Tori was pulled out of her thoughts by his offer. She smiled, grateful for his willingness to spend his rare day off with them. "That would be lovely, Finn," she said with a quick nod.
They walked together to Ms. Tori's home, a modest three-bedroom house with a large attic. Inside, they found Eric sitting in front of the TV, watching cartoons. Hearing Finn’s voice, Eric turned, his face lighting up with excitement. He jumped out of his seat and ran to give Finn a hug.
Eric was about 11 years old, with brown hair like his deceased father but hazel eyes like his mother. He was wearing a dark black and blue striped shirt, dark gray pants, and black slip-on shoes.
Finn hugged him back, smiling. "I've got some stories to tell over dinner," he said, which made Eric's eyes sparkle with anticipation.
He loved hearing about the world beyond their town, even if it was mostly filled with woods and the ruins of an old world.
Finn then followed Ms. Tori into the kitchen to help prepare dinner. He found what he could and handed the items to her, glad to be of assistance. Ms. Tori thanked him and asked if he could help chop vegetables, which he was more than happy to do.
As they worked side by side, Ms. Tori glanced at Finn, her expression a mix of gratitude and concern. "You know, Finn, this town means a lot to me,” she told him “It’s where I built my life with my husband, and it’s where I want Eric to grow up, despite everything,"
Finn nodded, understanding the deep attachment she had. "I get it, Ms. Tori. This place has a lot of memories, and as long as I'm here, I'll do my best to keep it safe for you and Eric,"
Ms. Tori smiled warmly. "I know you will, Finn... Thank you,”
Dinner was a warm, lively affair. Eric listened intently to Finn’s stories, hanging on every word. The laughter and conversation filled the small home, creating a moment of normalcy amidst the chaos of their world. For a brief time, the threats outside seemed distant, and they enjoyed the simple pleasure of being together.
After a few bites, Eric looked at Finn eagerly. "Can you tell me one of your stories, Finn?" he asked, his eyes bright with anticipation.
Finn nodded, swallowing a mouthful of food. "Well, a couple of days ago, I was out with two or three other Hunters, we had just finished fighting off a few Gaunts, once they were dealt with, we decided to explore the area since it was the site of an old abandoned amusement park,” he began. “Some of the rides were still standing, though most were broken and destroyed, it was interesting to see the tech they used to have back then," Finn recounted.
Eric's eyes widened with excitement. "Wow! That's awesome!" he exclaimed.
Finn grinned. "It was pretty cool, but it’s nothing compared to some of the parks I saw in Salton Lake City! Those places are amazing,"
Eric's eyes gleamed at the mention of the nearby city. "Man, I want to go there someday!" he said enthusiastically. "Maybe when I start my training to be a Gaunt Hunter," he added with a big smile.
Finn chuckled. "So, you want to be a Gaunt Hunter, huh?" he asked. "You think you’ve got what it takes?"
Eric nodded vigorously. "Uh-huh! I know I can be a Gaunt Hunter! I bet I can even be better than you!" he declared, pointing at Finn.
Finn raised an eyebrow, amused. "Oh really?" he said. "Who's to say I'm not the best of the best, huh?"
Eric gave him a smug smirk. "Because if you were the best Hunter, you'd have already gotten rid of all the Gaunts!" he said confidently.
Finn chuckled. "Well, you got me there," he admitted. "But hey, if you think you can be the best and get rid of all the Gaunts, then I say go for it, dude."
Eric chuckled and resumed eating, his enthusiasm undimmed. Ms. Tori watched the two with a fond smile, marveling at the brotherly bond between them. It warmed her heart to see how close they had become. She knew that Finn cherished this connection just as much as Eric did, especially since Finn had grown up without a family of his own, raised in the local orphanage.
She recalled those early days when a young Finn would walk into the bakery, clutching a few coins. His eyes would light up with wonder at the sight of the treats and goodies lining the shelves. Something about him had touched her heart, and she began offering him free treats for him and the other orphans whenever he visited. Her late husband had also taken a liking to Finn, treating him like the son they never had. When Finn decided to become a Gaunt Hunter, it was her husband who had helped him prepare for the rigorous training, getting him into shape and offering constant encouragement.
After her husband's death, it was Finn who helped her grieve and find the strength to carry on. She had felt terrible about leaning on him during such a hard time, knowing he had his own sadness to deal with, yet he remained steadfast and strong. He had been there for her and for Eric, helping the young boy understand their loss and navigate the difficult times that followed.
She was truly grateful to have Finn in her life.
Suddenly, Finn's phone vibrated insistently in his pocket. He quickly reached for it and saw a text message from work. He opened it, dreading what it might say.
[~Finn, we need you tonight. Jon and Gary quit out of the blue, so we need someone to fill in.~]
Finn sighed, frustration bubbling up inside him. 'Great, now we're down to eight Hunters,' he thought. 'And Jon and Gary were both my age and in better shape than the veterans at the station.'
Ms. Tori noticed the change in his expression and knew immediately what it meant. "Does duty call, Finn?" she asked gently.
Finn nodded, his expression weary. "Yeah, looks like Jon and Gary quit. They need me to cover tonight."
Ms. Tori sighed, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Finn. I know how much you were looking forward to some time off."
"It's alright," Finn said, forcing a smile. "I knew it was a long shot anyway. The town needs all the help it can get."
Eric looked up, concern etched on his young face. "Do you have to go, Finn?"
Finn ruffled the boy's hair affectionately. "Yeah, buddy. Duty calls. But I'll be back, and we’ll have more stories to share. I promise."
Ms. Tori gave him a supportive nod. "Just promise us you'll stay safe, Finn."
"I will," Finn assured her. He stood up, preparing to leave. "Thanks for dinner, Ms. Tori. It was great, as always."
As he left the warm, comforting atmosphere of Ms. Tori's home and headed out into the cold night, Finn felt a renewed sense of purpose. Despite the exhaustion and the ever-present danger, he knew he had to keep fighting. For the town, for Eric, and for the memory of the man who had helped him become who he was.
Once at the station, Finn entered and immediately spotted Dick Cortez, a veteran Gaunt Hunter who had been safeguarding the town for as long as Finn could remember. Dick, now in his 50s, had graying hair, deep-set wrinkles, and perpetually tired eyes. He was wearing the standard-issue armor that all Gaunt Hunters received, though each Hunter was allowed to customize their armor with different colors and modifications.
Dick's armor consisted of a high-collar black shirt beneath a modified, pure black chest plate that covered his upper abdomen, along with similarly-colored bracers. Both the chest plate and bracers were trimmed with white and featured matching shoulder pads. He also wore gloves with small metal plating on the fingers, dark navy jeans, black and white metal knee pads, and dark brown boots.
Dick noticed Finn and offered a small smile. "Heya, Finn," he greeted.
"Hey yourself, Dick," Finn replied with a nod.
"Sorry about having to bring you in on your day off," Dick said, his tone genuinely apologetic.
Finn walked over to his locker, where his armor and weapons were stored. He glanced at Dick and shrugged, giving a small smile. "It's alright, Dick. I understand why, and I'm not angry—well, not at you, but at those two," Finn said, referring to Jon and Gary.
Dick nodded in understanding. "Trust me, I'm disappointed in them too, but I can see why they left so suddenly," he said.
Finn nodded back, opening his locker to reveal his armor. His armor was similar to Dick's but differed in color and the clothing underneath. Finn wore his usual attire beneath the armor, which consisted of a dark brown chest plate trimmed with black, matching bracers, shoulder pads, knee pads, and gloves.
He took the armor out and quickly dressed, securing the pieces in place. He then grabbed his Glock and its holster, strapping it around his waist, and added his machete in its sheath. Once fully suited up, he turned to Dick with a raised brow. "Which side of town am I patrolling tonight?"
"Outer wall, west side," Dick stated, his voice firm.
Finn nodded, mentally preparing himself for the task ahead. The west side of the outer wall was notorious for Gaunt activity, a hotspot for their attacks. It was going to be a long night.
As he headed out, Dick called after him, "Stay sharp out there, Finn. We can't afford to lose any more good Hunters."
Finn turned back and gave a resolute nod. "I will, Dick. See you in the morning."
Once outside the city, Finn couldn't help but take in the grim sight of the outer wall. It was marred with deep scratches and chips from relentless Gaunt attacks, stained with the dark green goo that dripped from their slavering mouths, and speckled with bloodstains that would never fully wash away. The stark contrast between this battered exterior and the inner walls of the town was striking. Inside, the walls were adorned with chalk drawings from children and vibrant murals from the town's artists. These cheerful images served as a reminder of what he was protecting, and why he had chosen to become a Gaunt Hunter in the first place.
Reaching the west side of the wall, Finn began his patrol, moving back and forth to ensure no Gaunts were attempting to scale the barrier. For now, the night was quiet, and he hoped it would remain that way.
As he walked his beat, his thoughts drifted back to dinner with Eric and the boy's enthusiastic declaration about becoming a Gaunt Hunter. While part of him felt honored by Eric's admiration, another part was deeply troubled. The life of a Hunter was dangerous and filled with horrors that no one should have to witness, let alone a young boy like Eric.
Finn's mind flashed back to a particularly gruesome memory from a past patrol. He and another Hunter had been called to assist in repelling a large pack of Gaunts. They had rushed to the scene, only to find their comrades dead, slaughtered in horrific ways. One Hunter's skull had been cracked open, with Gaunts eating from it as if it were a bowl of grapes. Another Hunter, still alive, was being disemboweled and devoured. Finn could never forget the man's agonized expression as he watched his own entrails being torn apart and consumed. The sight had been so revolting that Finn had vomited on the spot, paralyzed by shock until his partner snapped him back to reality.
Then there were the stories he had heard from veterans like Dick. Dick once recounted an incident where a Hunter had been speared to death by multiple Gaunts. They hadn't even eaten him; they had just impaled him repeatedly, leaving his body to rot in the woods for days. Such tales highlighted the Gaunts' malevolence and complete lack of empathy.
Finn shuddered at the memories. He didn't want Eric to face such nightmares. The boy was full of life and potential, and Finn couldn't bear the thought of him enduring the same horrors he had.
Since that harrowing incident and the chilling story Dick had shared, Finn had sworn to himself that he wouldn't meet a similar fate. He vowed to go out fighting, to not end up like those other hunters. He couldn't bear the thought of becoming another victim, especially after what happened to his sister.
The sudden howl nearby jolted Finn out of his grim thoughts. The sound was close—too close. Instantly alert, he scanned his surroundings. Just then, something whizzed past his face, slicing his cheek. He turned to see a makeshift arrow embedded in the wall. Spinning back around, his heart sank as he saw ten Gaunts emerging from the tree line.
"Shit!" Finn cursed, his eyes widening in horror. This was a dire situation. He quickly drew his Glock and aimed at the advancing creatures. Before he could fire, a sharp pain seared through his left side. He glanced down to see a small dagger lodged in his torso.
'What the hell?' Finn thought, bewildered. 'Did one of the Gaunts throw this?'
"Sorry, but it's nothing personal," a strange voice echoed through the darkness.
Finn's gaze snapped forward, and he saw a figure emerging from the shadows. They wore a long black cloak that seemed to envelop them completely, giving the eerie impression that they were gliding across the ground rather than walking.
The figure approached him, their face obscured by the cloak's hood. "My, you are a handsome young man," they purred in a sultry tone. "Such a fucking shame that my babies must eat. We've been on the run, and they haven't had a chance to rest and eat until we saw you." They giggled, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Finn's spine.
Fear gripped Finn, but he managed to look up at the cloaked figure with a raised brow. "W-Who are you?" he stammered, his voice wavering.
The figure tilted their head slightly as if amused by his question. "Who am I?" they echoed. "I am their mother, their caretaker. I ensure they survive, even if it means feeding them humans like you." The figure leaned closer, and Finn could just make out a twisted smile beneath the hood.
Finn's mind raced. He needed to think of a way out, and fast. The Gaunts were closing in, and he was injured and at a severe disadvantage. Summoning his remaining strength, he clutched his Glock tighter and tried to steady his breath. He couldn't let this be the end.
The figure's giggle echoed eerily through the night, sending a shiver down Finn's spine. "Oh! Now I'm regretting stabbing you," they remarked with a twisted amusement. "It's not every day a handsome young man asks me my name, you know? Most prefer a no-name policy." Their tone was cryptic, and Finn couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in his gut. "While I would love to give you my name in far better circumstances, I'm afraid I don't have the time," they continued, their words dripping with urgency. "As I said, we're on the run from a rather unpleasant girl."
Finn's confusion only deepened. The figure's response didn't provide any clarity, leaving him even more perplexed. As the figure began to back away, Finn's eyes widened in shock as the Gaunts beside them moved in unison. ‘She can... control them!?’ he realized, disbelief washing over him.
"Go ahead, babies... EAT!" the figure commanded, her voice chillingly calm.
With a sickening lurch in his stomach, Finn watched as the Gaunts surged forward, their hunger palpable in the air. Determination surged within him, driving him to fight against the odds stacked against him. Ignoring the searing pain from his wound, he raised his gun and fired at the approaching Gaunts. Despite his efforts, only one was hit, and even then, it didn't slow down.
Finn gritted his teeth, preparing for the inevitable close-quarter battle with the monsters. "Come on!" he growled defiantly. "I'm right here!"
The Gaunts closed in, their predatory instincts driving them forward. Just as they leaped toward him, ready to strike, something unexpected occurred.
Thorny vines erupted from the ground, snaking around the Gaunts with incredible speed. Finn's eyes widened in astonishment as the vines ensnared the creatures, halting their advance. The vines twisted and contorted, slamming the Gaunts into the ground with brutal force, tearing at their flesh and rendering them helpless.
" Damn! How did that bitch already find us!?" the figure exclaimed, frustration evident in their voice.
Finn's gaze followed the figure's gaze as a new figure emerged from the shadows.
Her appearance was striking, to say the least. With a spiky red Mohawk and piercing red eyes devoid of any white, she exuded an aura of fierce determination. Smudged mascara framed her intense gaze, adding to her wild and untamed appearance. Her lips were painted black, a stark contrast to her fiery red hair and eyes. Clad in a black leather crop top vest that accentuated her slim, athletic frame, she exuded an air of defiance. Arm bands encircled her wrists and biceps, resembling the wraps worn by boxers, hinting at her combat prowess. Around her neck, she wore a large choker, adding to her rebellious demeanor. Her attire was completed by tight leather pants and high-heeled platform boots, giving her an imposing presence.
"Found you, ya freaking cunt!" she spat, her voice laced with venom.
The cloaked figure retreated, increasing the distance between them and the girl. "Ugh, don't you ever give up?" they retorted, their tone tinged with irritation.
The girl leveled a fierce glare at the figure. "After the shit you've done!? I ain't letting you go!" she declared, her voice dripping with disdain.
The figure let out a mocking giggle. "Is that so?" they taunted, gesturing toward Finn who lay wounded on the ground. "Not even to save his life?"
The girl's gaze shifted to Finn, her expression softening momentarily as she registered his injuries. Before she could react, a shrill howl pierced the air, drawing their attention back to the figure.
"What the hell did you do!?" the girl demanded, her voice trembling with rage.
"Oh, just called in a few friends over for dinner," the figure replied casually.
"You bitch!" the girl seethed.
With a swift motion, she thrust her hand forward, summoning a massive vine with thorns protruding from its surface. The vine lunged toward the figure, but they evaded the attack with agile grace, darting away through the forest.
"Have fun~!" they taunted, their laughter echoing through the trees as they disappeared into the darkness.
Driven by determination, the girl pursued the figure, her footsteps echoing through the forest. However, her path was suddenly obstructed as a horde of Gaunts emerged from the shadows, blocking her way with menacing snarls and bared teeth.
"Get out of my way!" the girl cried, her voice ringing with determination.
In an instant, a smaller thorned vine shot out of the ground with startling speed, piercing through the approaching Gaunts like a bullet. Lifted into the air by the force of the vine, the creatures were hurled aside, crashing into trees with bone-crushing force.
As more Gaunts emerged from the shadows behind her, four shots echoed through the air. Finn's aim was true, striking the advancing Gaunts and causing them to writhe in agony as they fell to the ground. The girl glanced back to see Finn's timely intervention, offering a silent nod of acknowledgment before focusing her attention back on the remaining threats. Summoning more vines, she ensnared the creatures, tearing them apart with ruthless efficiency.
Satisfied that the immediate danger had passed, the girl turned back towards Finn, who was now sitting against the wall, applying pressure to his wound.
Bending down beside him, the girl flashed a smile, revealing sharp triangular teeth reminiscent of a shark. "Nice shooting there, dude. Really saved my ass back there," she remarked.
Finn managed a weak chuckle. "I should be thanking you. If you hadn't shown up, I'd be Gaunt food," he admitted.
"Let's call it even, then, eh?" she suggested. "What's your name?" she inquired.
Finn met her gaze, taking a moment to catch his breath before responding. "Finn, Finn Tresscoat," he introduced himself. Curiosity burning in his eyes, he posed a question in return. "Who are you? No... What are you?" he asked, unable to shake off the mystery surrounding her.
The girl maintained her enigmatic smile, meeting his gaze with her striking red eyes. "The name's Rachel Rose," she revealed. "As for what I am, well... I can answer that once you're all patched up," she added cryptically.
Summoning another vine, Rachel gently lifted Finn to his feet, supporting him as they began to make their way back towards town. With each step, Finn's mind buzzed with questions, the mysteries surrounding Rachel and her abilities swirling in his thoughts. Who was the cloaked figure? How did they control the Gaunts? And most pressing of all, who—or what—was Rachel, and how was she able to command those vines with such ease?
As they walked back toward town, Finn couldn't help but feel the weight of exhaustion settle upon him, both physically and mentally. His thoughts swirled with questions about the events that had just transpired—about Rachel, the cloaked figure, and the unsettling abilities they both possessed. Yet, amidst the chaos of his mind, one pressing question emerged, demanding attention above all else.
'When the hell am I gonna get another day off? Because I can sure as hell use it right now...!' Finn thought to himself, his weariness palpable.
Rachel, walking beside him, seemed to sense his inner turmoil. Casting him a sidelong glance, she offered a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Finn. You'll have your chance to rest soon," she assured him, her voice carrying a note of empathy.
Finn managed a weary smile in return, grateful for the reassurance. Despite the gravity of their situation, her words offered a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty that loomed over them…
2024.06.01 08:53 Plus_Mongoose7295 What is Inventory Management Systems? The Ultimate Guide
An inventory management system ensures that one knows what to stock up on or sell out before it is too late. Businesses, in turn, aim to bring down their inventory carrying costs by using these automated or manual systems, and yet they never seem to be satisfied with reducing the inventory to a certain level. In this guide, we will check out the different types of inventory management systems available in the market and how they work, with examples and advice on what functions to look out for when making a purchase.
1. Simple Pen-and-Paper or Spreadsheet-Oriented Systems, with a Lot of Manual Data Entry:
Example: Priya and Ravi run a small book distribution godown. Priya has made a spreadsheet in Excel, which they update every time they need to order more stock. Ravi is in marketing, and when he sells a book, the same is reflected in the spreadsheet so that the update tells them the current stock level, reorder dates, etc.
2. Use of Basic Stock Management Software in a Local Retail Store:
Example: Every bit of truly basic functionality found in the accounting software Sarah’s Boutique is a clothes store that enables them to keep a track of their inventory and sales. Thus, the system lets them track inventory and sales in one place, but automated reordering and detailed features of analytics do not exist there.
3. Automated Systems in a Mid-Sized Manufacturing Company:
Example: AutoParts Co., a car parts manufacturer, uses an automated inventory management system to track components and finished products. This cloud-based system integrates business applications, increasing visibility across the organization. At the same time, it eliminates administrative tasks for operations and ensures that all necessary parts are always in stock.
4. Global Business with Cloud-Based System:
Example: GreenGadget Inc. – an electronics manufacturer. GreenGadget possesses a cloud software system that allows it to monitor its inventory in several warehouses. The software correlates e-commerce with the inventory, such that it updates the level of stock the moment goods are sold. This same system also allows it to prepare reports regarding historical data for its sales and forecasting for future demand and supplier availability. That is what gives GreenGadget Inc. the ability to make more timely purchasing decisions, conserve cash flow, and support growth.
5. Wholesale Distributor with Barcode Inventory System:
Example: FreshProduce Wholesale is a distributor of fresh fruits and vegetables with a barcode inventory system. This provides them with a follow-up on both the ins and outs of the stocks properly, minimizing errors, and offers them the highest level of efficiency in their order fulfillment process.
6. Small IT Firm Capable of Asset Inventory Management:
Example: Techie Solutions is a small IT services firm capable of using asset inventory management software. That way, it can itself buy the necessary equipment—laptops, servers, and other networking equipment—to satisfy the requirements of the purchasers.
7. Construction Company – Inventory Management System:
Example: BuildRight Construction monitors the materials it uses in building and tools needed in construction through a cloud-based inventory management system. This ensures that field requirement of materials is kept; hence, materials are available in different construction sites and prevents delays because of no stock.
8. Furniture Manufacturer – Warehouse Management System:
Example: CozyHome Furniture installed a warehouse management system to help organize, administrate, and enable optimization of its storage facility. It has simplified the management of raw materials and finished products, becoming more efficient and doing away with handling time.
Regular Stock Counts of the Closing Stock
Detail: It depends upon the scheduled counting of the stock for verification of the accuracy of the inventory. Such counts usually occur every 3 to 6 months.
Advantages
Non-profit Organization with Periodic Inventory System:
Example: Charity Clothes is a non-profit organization of donating clothes to the deprived and homeless. They use a periodic inventory system by counting its stock every three months to ensure the inventory records match the actual stock in its possession.
Continuous Tracking
Detail: The system continuously monitors the levels of stock as goods are received, produced, sold, or returned, providing current stock figures.
Advantages
E-Commerce Growing Business with the Perpetual Inventory System:
Example: FitEtquip is a virtual retailer of fitness equipment. FitGear uses a perpetual inventory system that updates each time the products are received, sold, or returned. This system supports them to keep accurate stock levels while streamlining order fulfilment.
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An inventory management system, or inventory management software, is essential for businesses to streamline tracking and controlling stock across the entire supply chain. This helps companies avoid overstocking and understocking, reducing costs and improving overall efficiency. Whether you opt for a simple system or a complex ERP solution, understanding the different types and their features will help you choose the best fit for your business needs. Costs can range widely, so it’s crucial to consider your specific requirements and the potential return on investment. Ultimately, an effective inventory management system will support your business growth and operational success.
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What is an Inventory Management System?
This describes the processes you use to track your goods along your entire business supply chain—from purchase right through to sales of the end product. In essence, it’s a guideline for stock control for your business. Proper inventory management is an important issue that most companies that deal with warehousing need to consider.Why You Need an Inventory Management System?
Any company that carries stock needs a system that can track and control that stock correctly. No matter how small or big, without one, things get done on an ad hoc basis, leading to overstocking or understocking.Advantages of an Inventory Management System
Here are five of the most important reasons why you should have an inventory management system:
- Better Visibility in Your Inventory: Keeping an eye on all the inventory movements helps you know the stock in hand and gives you an idea of when you need to reorder the same.
- Meet Customer Demand: Never run out of stock again. Decrease the probability of losing a sale as you meet customer demands.
- Get to Know Your Profitability: Record all data of inventory to break up costs of sales and production, total inventory value, and informative information about profitability.
- Enhances Workflow Efficiency: Automate inventory tracking to eliminate the need for regular checking in order to optimize operations.
- Accurate Financial Reporting: Proper tracking of stock and purchases to monitor the true value and profitability of your business.
How an inventory management system works?
Online inventory management systems take updating the stock levels and tracking the inventories in the supply chain a step further. Other features include time purchasing, building products from a Bill of Materials, the capability to promise a customer order from multiple sales outlets, and the enhancement of many inventory control procedures.Examples of Inventory Management Systems
Inventory management systems take many forms and functions. Some are really basic pen-and-paper or spreadsheet systems that require loads of manual data entry, while others are sophisticated software systems that can truly automate much of the inventory management process.1. Simple Pen-and-Paper or Spreadsheet-Oriented Systems, with a Lot of Manual Data Entry:
Example: Priya and Ravi run a small book distribution godown. Priya has made a spreadsheet in Excel, which they update every time they need to order more stock. Ravi is in marketing, and when he sells a book, the same is reflected in the spreadsheet so that the update tells them the current stock level, reorder dates, etc.
2. Use of Basic Stock Management Software in a Local Retail Store:
Example: Every bit of truly basic functionality found in the accounting software Sarah’s Boutique is a clothes store that enables them to keep a track of their inventory and sales. Thus, the system lets them track inventory and sales in one place, but automated reordering and detailed features of analytics do not exist there.
3. Automated Systems in a Mid-Sized Manufacturing Company:
Example: AutoParts Co., a car parts manufacturer, uses an automated inventory management system to track components and finished products. This cloud-based system integrates business applications, increasing visibility across the organization. At the same time, it eliminates administrative tasks for operations and ensures that all necessary parts are always in stock.
4. Global Business with Cloud-Based System:
Example: GreenGadget Inc. – an electronics manufacturer. GreenGadget possesses a cloud software system that allows it to monitor its inventory in several warehouses. The software correlates e-commerce with the inventory, such that it updates the level of stock the moment goods are sold. This same system also allows it to prepare reports regarding historical data for its sales and forecasting for future demand and supplier availability. That is what gives GreenGadget Inc. the ability to make more timely purchasing decisions, conserve cash flow, and support growth.
5. Wholesale Distributor with Barcode Inventory System:
Example: FreshProduce Wholesale is a distributor of fresh fruits and vegetables with a barcode inventory system. This provides them with a follow-up on both the ins and outs of the stocks properly, minimizing errors, and offers them the highest level of efficiency in their order fulfillment process.
6. Small IT Firm Capable of Asset Inventory Management:
Example: Techie Solutions is a small IT services firm capable of using asset inventory management software. That way, it can itself buy the necessary equipment—laptops, servers, and other networking equipment—to satisfy the requirements of the purchasers.
7. Construction Company – Inventory Management System:
Example: BuildRight Construction monitors the materials it uses in building and tools needed in construction through a cloud-based inventory management system. This ensures that field requirement of materials is kept; hence, materials are available in different construction sites and prevents delays because of no stock.
8. Furniture Manufacturer – Warehouse Management System:
Example: CozyHome Furniture installed a warehouse management system to help organize, administrate, and enable optimization of its storage facility. It has simplified the management of raw materials and finished products, becoming more efficient and doing away with handling time.
Types of Inventory Management Systems
Periodic vs. Perpetual Inventory Systems
Learn how the two systems differ, and this will be helpful in determining the approach that suits your business. Each system has its unique benefits and methods of operation.Periodic Inventory System
📷Regular Stock Counts of the Closing Stock
Detail: It depends upon the scheduled counting of the stock for verification of the accuracy of the inventory. Such counts usually occur every 3 to 6 months.
Advantages
- Cost-Effective: The hardware or software to implement the system is often lower since it does not need advanced technology.
- Simplicity: More comfortable to manage for small businesses that have less inventory or processing of fewer transactions.
- Accuracy Issues: Inaccurate inventory data could lead to discrepancies and potential stockouts, given the long time periods between counts.
- Laborious: Largely human-based with regular physical counts that are highly intrusive.
Non-profit Organization with Periodic Inventory System:
Example: Charity Clothes is a non-profit organization of donating clothes to the deprived and homeless. They use a periodic inventory system by counting its stock every three months to ensure the inventory records match the actual stock in its possession.
Perpetual Inventory System
📷Continuous Tracking
Detail: The system continuously monitors the levels of stock as goods are received, produced, sold, or returned, providing current stock figures.
Advantages
- Real-Time Data: Gives up-to-date and accurate inventory levels. That would reduce the dependency on periodic stock takes.
- Efficiency: It improves the effectiveness of management of inventory since it enables better decisions for businesses from the acquired real-time data.
- Reduced Stock Discrepancies: Reduces the risk of stock discrepancies and increases the inventory accuracy overall.
- Higher Initial Costs: Expensive technology and software systems for its implementation.
- Complexity: It is trickier to implement and manage, and often requires training and sometimes more advanced IT infrastructure.
E-Commerce Growing Business with the Perpetual Inventory System:
Example: FitEtquip is a virtual retailer of fitness equipment. FitGear uses a perpetual inventory system that updates each time the products are received, sold, or returned. This system supports them to keep accurate stock levels while streamlining order fulfilment.
📷
An inventory management system, or inventory management software, is essential for businesses to streamline tracking and controlling stock across the entire supply chain. This helps companies avoid overstocking and understocking, reducing costs and improving overall efficiency. Whether you opt for a simple system or a complex ERP solution, understanding the different types and their features will help you choose the best fit for your business needs. Costs can range widely, so it’s crucial to consider your specific requirements and the potential return on investment. Ultimately, an effective inventory management system will support your business growth and operational success.
2024.06.01 08:52 ammodotcom History of Wolf 6.5 Grendel Ammo
Known for its low-cost ammo formerly manufactured in Russia, Wolf's best-selling calibers are steel-cased 7.62x39mm and .223 Wolf. Wolf is an importer of ammunition that is manufacturer agnostic, as well as brass and steel agnostic. When you see “Wolf Gold,” all that means is that these are brass cartridges.
Another place Wolf manufactured ammunition was at Lugansk. However, this factory was destroyed in the fighting between Russia and Ukraine. Some of the steel-cased ammunition is made in Russia these days, but none of it is made in Tula. Wolf also imports brass-cased ammo from Taiwan, such as their Wolf Gold .223, as well as importing ammo from the same factory manufacturing Prvi Partizan.
Rostec, High Precision Systems and the role of Tula in manufacturing ammunition for the United States market and the Soviet war effort has quite a detailed history. Like all ammunition manufactured by Rostec, the emphasis is on the high-performance, tactical ammo capable of reliable use in combat situations.
The American company is affiliated with Sporting Supplies International. Wolf Performance Ammunition was founded in 2005, making it a baby in the world of American ammunition manufacturers. They also partner with SK Jagd und Sportmunitions Gmbh (also known as SK Hunting- and Sporting-Ammunition) to manufacture some of their .22-calibre rimfire ammunition.
Part of the confusion stems from what precisely Wolf and TulAmmo are. Both were manufactured at the same plant and made to the same specifications. Upon importation, they were put into different boxes with different logos and different brands. However, on the inside, they were more or less the same ammunition. While in some cases they might have been exactly the same ammunition, they ceased to be functionally identical when Wolf ended their relationship with the Russian manufacturer. Hence the statements from both organizations as to their difference.
Make sure your favorite 7.62x39 rifle never runs dry and get some bulk 7.62x39 to keep stored up for a rainy day!
Between 2003 and 2005, the Taliban experienced a resurgence in Afghanistan, requiring a response from both United States troops and the Afghan Army they support. The insurgency was easily crushed, however, the large ammunition order stood. What’s more, the United States and Afghan forces were constantly engaged in mop-up operations against the failed Taliban insurgency.
In January 2006, the United States military began sharing its role in Afghanistan with a multinational NATO force. This prompted another Taliban insurgency requiring, once again, more ammunition supplied by Wolf and other ammunition manufacturers. The fight against this insurgency was far less clear cut and one sided, but the NATO forces obtained many tactical victories and was able to deny the Taliban territory.
Later in 2007 and 2008, Wolf’s steel-cased .308 rounds disappeared from shelves across America. 7.62x51mm NATO rounds were likewise disappearing, pushing .308 Winchester rounds to the highest prices they’d ever seen. The Afghan Army order once again played a key role in driving up prices.
2007 was indeed a rough slog for coalition forces in Afghanistan, largely the British Royal Marines. It was estimated that the Taliban was 10,000 fighters strong at this point, with between 2,000 and 3,000 of these being dedicated, full-time insurgents. Again, tactical victories were the order of the day, but the Taliban always seemed to bounce back. 2007 was also the high water mark for foreign insurgents in Afghanistan. The next year was likewise described as “precarious and urgent” by Admiral Mike Mullen, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. British Prime Minister Gordon Brown increased the number of troops in the country.
While many stateside have forgotten about the War in Afghanistan, it is directly responsible for a shortage of ammunition and the attendant rise in prices.
Ammo for the Wolf Gold Centerfire Rifle line is distinct from other lines they sell, as the cartridges have brass casings and Boxer primers. The same style of bullets are sold in this line, but they also include options for match hollow points and multi-purpose tactical bullets.
Wolf also sells centerfire pistol ammo in all of the most common calibers – including Wolf 9mm ammo, .40 S&W, .45 ACP and the increasingly favored .380 Auto. These cartridges come in the steel-case lines of Military Classic and Polyformance, and the calibers can also be found in the Wolf Gold line, .32 Auto, .357 Mag., .44 Mag., and 7.62 Tokarev.
Wolf Ammunition also carries .22 Rimfire ammo. You can find .22 Long Rifle Wolf Ammo with 40 grain bullets, offering three types of bullets for the .22 LR: round nose bullets, flat nose bullets, and hollow point bullets. The ammunition itself is available in many different types including Standard Plus, Match, Rifle Match, Pistol Match, High Velocity and Subsonic.
With Wolf's extensive variety of ammunition, they will likely remain a popular choice among shooters looking for low-cost, quality ammo. This is particularly true of people looking for Wolf bulk ammo – a common choice for preppers, plinkers and competition shooters alike.
History of Wolf 6.5 Grendel Ammo originally appeared on Ammo.com
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Where Is Wolf Ammo Made?
Contrary to popular belief, Wolf Ammunition is not a Russian company. They sell ammunition once manufactured in the famous and historic Tula Cartridge Plant in Russia’s Tula District. This plant is owned by High Precision Systems, which is a part of the Rostec Group of companies, with a majority ownership in the hands of a holding company owned by the Russian Federation. TulAmmo is likewise manufactured at this facility. The plant is not to be confused with the Tula Arms Plant, which is a separate entity owned by the same holding company in the same region of the Russian Federation.Another place Wolf manufactured ammunition was at Lugansk. However, this factory was destroyed in the fighting between Russia and Ukraine. Some of the steel-cased ammunition is made in Russia these days, but none of it is made in Tula. Wolf also imports brass-cased ammo from Taiwan, such as their Wolf Gold .223, as well as importing ammo from the same factory manufacturing Prvi Partizan.
Rostec, High Precision Systems and the role of Tula in manufacturing ammunition for the United States market and the Soviet war effort has quite a detailed history. Like all ammunition manufactured by Rostec, the emphasis is on the high-performance, tactical ammo capable of reliable use in combat situations.
The American company is affiliated with Sporting Supplies International. Wolf Performance Ammunition was founded in 2005, making it a baby in the world of American ammunition manufacturers. They also partner with SK Jagd und Sportmunitions Gmbh (also known as SK Hunting- and Sporting-Ammunition) to manufacture some of their .22-calibre rimfire ammunition.
Tula vs. Wolf
Wolf is no longer manufactured in Tula, and hasn’t been for some time. In 2009, Wolf brand ammo ended their relationship with Ulyanovsk Machinery Plant and Tula Cartridge Plant due to legal disputes between the parties. Wolf now uses suppliers from the European Union to meet their needs. The Wolf ammo website and TulAmmo both issued emails in 2009 that did little to clarify the situation beyond the fact that TulAmmo is not Wolf and Wolf is not TulAmmo.Part of the confusion stems from what precisely Wolf and TulAmmo are. Both were manufactured at the same plant and made to the same specifications. Upon importation, they were put into different boxes with different logos and different brands. However, on the inside, they were more or less the same ammunition. While in some cases they might have been exactly the same ammunition, they ceased to be functionally identical when Wolf ended their relationship with the Russian manufacturer. Hence the statements from both organizations as to their difference.
Wolf Ammunition vs. The Taliban
The history of Wolf Performance Ammunition (also known as WPA) is tied very closely to the ammunition shortages of the 2000s. This is particularly true of the 7.62x39mm ammo, which sometimes doubled in price and in other cases, vanished from American shelves entirely. The shortage was a result of the Venezuelan military adopting the AK-103 as its standard issue rifle. They placed a massive order, as did the United States military in an attempt to supply the newly formed Afghan Army with the ammunition it needed to secure the countryside.Make sure your favorite 7.62x39 rifle never runs dry and get some bulk 7.62x39 to keep stored up for a rainy day!
Between 2003 and 2005, the Taliban experienced a resurgence in Afghanistan, requiring a response from both United States troops and the Afghan Army they support. The insurgency was easily crushed, however, the large ammunition order stood. What’s more, the United States and Afghan forces were constantly engaged in mop-up operations against the failed Taliban insurgency.
In January 2006, the United States military began sharing its role in Afghanistan with a multinational NATO force. This prompted another Taliban insurgency requiring, once again, more ammunition supplied by Wolf and other ammunition manufacturers. The fight against this insurgency was far less clear cut and one sided, but the NATO forces obtained many tactical victories and was able to deny the Taliban territory.
Later in 2007 and 2008, Wolf’s steel-cased .308 rounds disappeared from shelves across America. 7.62x51mm NATO rounds were likewise disappearing, pushing .308 Winchester rounds to the highest prices they’d ever seen. The Afghan Army order once again played a key role in driving up prices.
2007 was indeed a rough slog for coalition forces in Afghanistan, largely the British Royal Marines. It was estimated that the Taliban was 10,000 fighters strong at this point, with between 2,000 and 3,000 of these being dedicated, full-time insurgents. Again, tactical victories were the order of the day, but the Taliban always seemed to bounce back. 2007 was also the high water mark for foreign insurgents in Afghanistan. The next year was likewise described as “precarious and urgent” by Admiral Mike Mullen, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. British Prime Minister Gordon Brown increased the number of troops in the country.
While many stateside have forgotten about the War in Afghanistan, it is directly responsible for a shortage of ammunition and the attendant rise in prices.
Wolf Brand Ammo
Wolf sells centerfire ammunition for rifles in more than a dozen different calibers and in three different lines of product. Popular lines Wolf Polyformance and Military Classic Rifle Ammunition are for sale in the calibers most commonly associated with the military – including Wolf 5.56x45 ammo, .223 ammo, .308 Winchester, 7.62x39mm, 6.5mm Grendel and others. They sell bullets that are bimetal or copper jacketed and configured as full metal jacket, hollow point or soft point. The cases are steel with a polymer coating, and can be found with both Berdan and Boxer primers.Ammo for the Wolf Gold Centerfire Rifle line is distinct from other lines they sell, as the cartridges have brass casings and Boxer primers. The same style of bullets are sold in this line, but they also include options for match hollow points and multi-purpose tactical bullets.
Wolf also sells centerfire pistol ammo in all of the most common calibers – including Wolf 9mm ammo, .40 S&W, .45 ACP and the increasingly favored .380 Auto. These cartridges come in the steel-case lines of Military Classic and Polyformance, and the calibers can also be found in the Wolf Gold line, .32 Auto, .357 Mag., .44 Mag., and 7.62 Tokarev.
Wolf Ammunition also carries .22 Rimfire ammo. You can find .22 Long Rifle Wolf Ammo with 40 grain bullets, offering three types of bullets for the .22 LR: round nose bullets, flat nose bullets, and hollow point bullets. The ammunition itself is available in many different types including Standard Plus, Match, Rifle Match, Pistol Match, High Velocity and Subsonic.
Wolf Brand Ammunition and Lacquer Coating
It is a misconception that Wolf Ammunition uses or has used lacquer coating on its rounds, in particular on the cartridge casing. This is not true. Wolf instead uses an acrylic-polymer coating, transitioning from a clear coating to a frosted style coating several years ago. Some people thought this was lacquer and that it melted while firing, despite the fact that it was neither lacquer nor even a substance that would melt when a blowtorch was taken to it. All Wolf Ammunition is in complete compliance with SAAMI standards, meaning that it is completely safe for all purposes – from plinking in the backyard to competition shooting to hunting.With Wolf's extensive variety of ammunition, they will likely remain a popular choice among shooters looking for low-cost, quality ammo. This is particularly true of people looking for Wolf bulk ammo – a common choice for preppers, plinkers and competition shooters alike.
FAQ
Where is Wolf ammo made?
Although Wolf ammo is an American company, its ammo is manufactured all around the world. For a period it was made in Tula, Russia at the Tula Cartridge Plant, the same place that makes TulAmmo. Wolf gets some brass from Taiwan and imports cartridges from the same Serbian factory that makes Prvi Partizan. Currently, most of the supplies for Wolf ammo comes from the European Union.Who makes Wolf ammunition?
Wolf ammo is owned by Sporting Supplies International, an American company located in Anaheim, California.Is Wolf and TulAmmo the same?
Wolf and TulAmmo are not the same. But from 2005 through 2009, Wolf was manufactured at the Tula Cartridge Plant in Tula, Russia, the same plant where TulAmmo is made. Wolf ammo and TulAmmo ammo shared the same configurations and were made the same way. Since Wolf has left the Tula plant, these ammunitions are no longer comparable.Is Wolf ammo corrosive?
Like other modern commercial ammo, Wolf ammo is non-corrosive. That being said, it is “dirtier” than traditional brass-cased ammos and if your firearm is not properly cleaned after use, it can cause a buildup inside the barrel that may lead to corrosion.Can Wolf ammo damage guns?
Wolf ammo features steel casings and steel is much harder than brass. This means, over time, it may cause more wear on your barrel than brass casings. In modern firearms, this is most likely minimal. Another reported problem with Wolf ammo, and steel casings in general, is that they tend to be “dirtier” than brass-cased rounds. When this crud is left in the gun, it can lead to corrosion. If you clean your firearm after shooting, this shouldn’t be a problem.Why do shooting ranges ban Wolf ammo?
Wolf ammo comes in a steel case. Like most steel-cased rounds, it also features a steel jacketed bullet. This makes the bullets extremely hard, much more so than lead and copper, and can damage the backstop in many ranges. If you want to stick with steel casings, opt for Winchester’s Forged ammo, which feature steel casings with brass jacketed bullets.History of Wolf 6.5 Grendel Ammo originally appeared on Ammo.com
2024.06.01 08:38 ConsequenceSure3063 Best 1836 Holsters
 | submitted by ConsequenceSure3063 to u/ConsequenceSure3063 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/p2bbp0m0ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4448de5ad37a5275ba32b641d798b2e4476e9116 Get ready to explore the best of the best in holsters with our latest roundup, 1836 Holsters. We've scoured the market to bring you top-notch options that cater to a variety of gun models and preferences. Whether you're a seasoned gun enthusiast or a newcomer to the world of firearms, our selection has got you covered. Dive in and discover the perfect holster to complement your gun collection. The Top 17 Best 1836 Holsters
Reviews🔗Versatile, Adjustable Galco Speed Master 2.0 Holster for Semiauto Pistols and DA Revolvershttps://preview.redd.it/eicvi1z0ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=cc07fcd9d70dfd8d15aa485099687d6a178d25a1 The Galco Speed Master 2.0 Holster is a versatile and convenient choice for gun owners seeking fast and secure carry options. With its adjustable tension unit and interchangeable belt slot and paddle attachments, this holster is perfect for both paddle and belt slot carry methods. One highlight that stood out was the detailed hand molding for excellent retention, ensuring a secure fit for your weapon. However, one potential downside to note is that while the holster is designed for semiauto pistols and DA revolvers, it does not accommodate all types of weapons. Additionally, the adjustable belt width and ride height might require minor adjustments when switching between belt types. Overall, the Galco Speed Master 2.0 Holster is an excellent choice for gun enthusiasts looking for a versatile and reliable carry solution. Its fast draw design, combined with the option for both paddle and belt holster attachments, makes it a valuable addition to any owner's collection. 🔗Versacarry Comfort Flex Deluxe IWB Non-Collapsible Holster for Secure Carryhttps://preview.redd.it/3e3ft1d1ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c6f3beba8432bad6145ae0c99b6f5c8ad07783bf I recently had the chance to try out the Versacarry Comfort Flex Deluxe IWB Holster while running errands around town. The holster felt really sturdy and well-constructed, thanks to the high-quality water buffalo leather and embedded polymer layer that adds strength and rigidity to the design. One feature that stood out to me was the closed cell foam padding on the back, which provided a nice level of comfort and acted as a sweat barrier while keeping my firearm safely tucked away. One downside was the adjustable draw tension, which, despite its custom fit, sometimes caused me issues when I was trying to access my firearm quickly. Additionally, the holster seemed to have a bit of a forward cant, which made it a tad harder to conceal under clothing. Overall, it was a bit of a love-hate relationship, but I appreciated its rigidity and comfort during daily use. 🔗Texas 1836 Victory 4-in-1 Pocket Holster for Sig Sauer P365 - Highly Durable and Versatilehttps://preview.redd.it/fjmwzms1ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=59b563c366b836babb3fd9db8638cc359bf81c81 I recently came across the Texas 1836 Victory - 4 in 1 Holster, designed for those seeking a high-quality option. Crafted with dependable components, this holster boasts the perfect blend of functionality and durability. As someone who values a good product, I was impressed by the attention to detail that goes into making these holsters. The four-in-one design of the Victory Holster is truly versatile, accommodating a range of firearms with ease. I particularly appreciated the open top design, which made it convenient to use and easy to slip in and out of. The belt clip/hook attachment was secure and stayed in place throughout my daily activities. The genuine leather material used in the holster exuded quality and gave it a sleek look. It was comfortable to wear and held up well over time. However, I did notice a slight drawback: the brown color might not be the best choice for everyone, as it could show dirt and scuffs more easily. Overall, the Texas 1836 Victory - 4 in 1 Holster has been a reliable addition to my daily life. The combination of style, versatility, and durability has made it a standout choice for me. While there may be some minor drawbacks, the pros definitely outweigh the cons in this case. 🔗Versacarry Delta Carry IWB Holster for Glock 17https://preview.redd.it/9jqtj242ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=896f8977e1ef1866674551101cec22a972adb89c The Versacarry Delta Carry, a size 1 IWB holster designed for everyday carry, has become my go-to option for comfort and versatility. The distressed brown leather and tough nylon trim give this holster a premium look and feel, while its padded back and waistband clip provide a secure and comfortable fit. What really sets this holster apart is its soft interior, which helps protect the finish of my gun and ensures it remains scratch-free. However, one minor drawback is the holster belt clip, which could potentially be positioned a bit higher for a more comfortable carry. Overall, the Versacarry Delta Carry is a top choice for those looking for a reliable and comfortable holster. 🔗Versacarry Commander OWB Holster - Premium Water Buffalo Leatherhttps://preview.redd.it/tajyurf2ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c681e8624e9ae01a7bda00eef95b269ad8e51c4c As a daily concealed carry user, I've been on the lookout for a comfortable yet secure holster that fits various pistols. The Versacarry Commander Holster stood out to me for its premium water buffalo leather construction and on-the-waistband design with a forward cant. The holster allows me to carry my favorite pistol with ease and even includes a space to hold a spare magazine. One major positive aspect of this holster is its ability to conceal the pistol under loose clothing. However, one downside I've noticed is that it doesn't offer full barrel coverage like advertised. Some users have reported this issue as well. Additionally, the holster is quite tight initially, which is essential for securely holding the pistol, but it can make the draw process a bit challenging. Overall, the Versacarry Commander Holster has proven to be a reliable choice for carrying my pistol in a comfortable manner. With time, it has become much easier to draw my weapon, and the additional magazine pocket is a welcome extra feature. While it's not perfect, its pros outweigh the cons, making it a great option for those looking for a concealed carry holster. 🔗Premium Inside the Pant Holster for S&W Shield (Right Hand, Black)https://preview.redd.it/7bbiofu2ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=487e9214958ed6962ec782a1585eb13f16d483e3 The Tagua Inside the Pants holster is a sleek and stylish accessory designed for easy concealment. Made of premium high-quality leather, this holster is double-stitched for extra durability, ensuring it will last for a long time. The strong steel clip on this holster provides excellent retention, ensuring your gun is securely held in place. The shape and molding of the holster are perfectly fit for S&W M&P Shield, making it a perfect choice for those who carry S&W Shield firearms. While it might take some effort to get used to its four-in-one design, once you get the hang of it, you'll appreciate its versatility. Overall, this is a great holster for anyone looking for a durable and comfortable way to carry their firearms. 🔗Versacarry G1GRY GuardianOWB Size 01 Grey Holster - Stylish and Durable Belt Slide for Everyday Carryhttps://preview.redd.it/c3u0vo53ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3797ddb5247f979387a1bd6eea0d150c131583db In my search for the ultimate concealed carry holster, I tried the Versacarry Guardian Holster, and I must say it exceeded my expectations. Crafted with a blend of sleek gray water buffalo leather and bonded nylon thread, this holster was built to withstand the test of time. While the raised protective backing and double ply construction provided added comfort, it was the forward cant that truly enhanced my draw speed, making it an essential part of my everyday carry. 🔗Vintage 9mm Holster from Texas 1836 Cannon Collectionhttps://preview.redd.it/w2q3k8j3ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7ecfe594ac654e1223abf11d862c934d5ebe13da I've had the pleasure of using the Texas 1836 Cannon Vintage Edition holster for a while now, and let me tell you, it's a game-changer for those who appreciate vintage-inspired accessories. Crafted from top-notch full grain leather, it's both comfortable and stylish, giving your gun a luxurious touch. What really stands out is the holster's open top design, making it super convenient to sling on and off. Its fastener closure type ensures a secure fit, giving you that added layer of confidence when you're on the go. However, one downside I noticed was that it's only available for right-handed users, which can be a bummer for our left-handed friends. But all in all, this holster is a fantastic addition to any gun enthusiast's collection. 🔗Right-Hand Black Holster for S&W M&P Shieldhttps://preview.redd.it/nb4cvus3ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ccfb8392ccfbc320c0e8e168d2c37ef48e309176 When it came to purchasing a new holster for my daily carry, the Tagua TX 1836 BH2 caught my eye. This right-handed holster in a sleek black finish offered the perfect balance of style and practicality. With its pull-on closure, I was able to quickly and securely attach it to my waist. The holster was designed for optimal concealment, sitting comfortably under my shirt for a seamless carry experience. One of the features that stood out the most was the holster's strong structure, made from 100% cowhide that was hand-molded to provide the best retention for my firearm. I appreciated how well it kept my gun in place, even during strenuous activities or when I needed to draw my weapon quickly. However, there were a few minor drawbacks as well. The holster required hand-washing, which added an extra step to my cleaning routine. Additionally, I wished it came in more colors, so it could better blend in with my outfits. Overall, the Tagua TX 1836 BH2 M&P Shield Right Hand Black Holster proved to be a reliable and durable option for my daily carry needs. While there were some minor drawbacks, the positive aspects of the holster far outweighed the negatives. 🔗Leather Black Right-Hand Glock Holsterhttps://preview.redd.it/1i34br64ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=09a605522c664e00744c3de0d57e66eccafbb42a When I first came across the Tagua TX-1836 Right Hand Black Holster for Glock 17, I was intrigued by its sleek design and versatile features. This pancake-style holster can easily be slipped inside or outside the waist, allowing me to carry my Glock 17 comfortably throughout the day. What stood out the most was the open bottom design, which I found to be particularly handy for securing the firearm in place while simultaneously offering a multi-fit concept. The reinforced clips ensured that my Glock 17 was firmly held in place, providing a sense of security and peace of mind. However, there was one thing I noticed that required some fine-tuning. The strap size seemed to be a bit limiting for users with larger or taller bodies. This necessitated me to make some minor adjustments to the strap, ensuring a snug fit while wearing my TX-1836 holster. All in all, the Tagua TX-1836 Holster for Glock 17 offers a comfortable and secure way to carry your firearm, with its versatility making it suitable for different scenarios. The slight issue with the straps is perhaps the only drawback, but overall, it's a solid choice for those looking for a reliable and practical holster for their Glock 17. 🔗Ultra-Comfortable TX-SOFT Inside Waistband Holster for Glock 26/27https://preview.redd.it/vywnzvi4ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=dc259a3b680acd4acf40d1e271b41dcf8b8c0311 I recently had the pleasure of trying out the Tagua TX 1836 Soft Inside Pant Holster in black right-hand configuration. At first, I was a bit skeptical about the open-top design, but I quickly discovered that it provided me with quick and easy concealment. The double-stitched seams and reinforced quality made it a rugged option for everyday carry. The multiFit design was a great feature, as it offered an incredibly custom fit for a wide range of firearms. The comfortable texture of the 100% premium cowhide leather made it easy to wear throughout the day, ensuring that the holster remained secure. Although the overall experience was quite pleasant, there was one downside: the lack of color options. However, this was a minor inconvenience compared to the numerous benefits of this exceptional holster. It truly stands out in the market, offering both comfort and concealability in one perfectly-crafted package. 🔗Gold Line Small of Back Holster for 1911-type Pistolshttps://preview.redd.it/ukyben15ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b6f6640b613e82aaefcddf10737595292b096308 I've had the pleasure of using the Gould & Goodrich Gold Line Series Small of Back Holster with a chestnut finish during my daily routine, and I must say, the experience has been quite enjoyable. The holster exudes class and craftsmanship, thanks to the top-grain vegetable-tanned genuine leather that comes from the world's finest tanners. This material not only gives it a luxurious feel but also ensures that the holster is comfortable for extended periods. One aspect that stood out to me is the holster's ability to conceal my firearm effectively. It's designed to sit comfortably at the small of my back, making it nearly invisible to others. The adjustable tension screw also adds a touch of convenience, allowing me to customize the fit according to my preference. However, this holster is not without its drawbacks. One downside I've noticed is that when sitting for extended periods, it can be a bit uncomfortable on my back. Despite the minor inconvenience, the Gould & Goodrich Gold Line Series Small of Back Holster with Chestnut Finish has proven to be a reliable and functional addition to my daily routine. It blends style and practicality seamlessly, offering an effortless yet concealed carry option for those on the go. While it may not be perfect, the holster more than makes up for it with its quality and class. 🔗High-Quality Black Leather 1911 Handgun Holster with Reinforced Thumb Breakhttps://preview.redd.it/7qqnc8c5ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b588e117b4ed0eaeda3cf7e0ad1e91ef8f4b7321 Using this 1836 Standoff 1911 Right Hand Black TX-BH1-210 Thumb Break OWB Holster feels like a reliable companion for my daily life. The true multi-fit design with double stitching adds a sense of durability and the premium high-quality leather gives it a polished and professional look. I particularly enjoy the reinforced thumb break which provides a secure and satisfying snap release. The holster also rides at a forward angle, optimizing the position for most of the larger guns I own. Overall, this product has proven to be both functional and stylish in my daily carry needs. 🔗Premium Black Holster with Multi-Fit Designhttps://preview.redd.it/nttdwas5ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2001d6276f9ddacd01063d18ba14022d6b440459 As a gun owner myself, I've been looking for a high-quality holster that truly fits my needs. That's when I discovered the Tagua TX 1836 5-Inch Right Hand Black Holster. At first glance, it seemed like just another one of the many generic gun holsters out there, but I was pleasantly surprised when I tried it. This versatile holster has a true multi-fit design, and its double-stitching provides the added durability that any gun owner would love. The craftsmanship on this holster is top-notch; it's handcrafted from premium high-quality leather, which gives it a sleek, sophisticated look. What really stands out is how perfectly shaped and molded it is to fit my Colt Government 5-inch - like it was custom-made for my particular gun! This attention to detail is simply impressive. But there's more to this holster than meets the eye. During my daily use, I noticed a slight drawback - it has only a thumb break retention system, which can sometimes be inconvenient when in a hurry. However, overall, I'm really happy with my purchase. The combination of style, quality, and functionality make the TX 1836 Right Hand Black Holster a worthy addition to any gun enthusiast's collection. Buyer's Guide1836 holsters are designed to carry firearms with a 1911-sized grip, most notably the Colt 1911. These holsters are popular among handgun enthusiasts and those who own firearms for personal protection or home defense.Materials and ConstructionThe materials and construction of an 1836 holster are crucial considerations for reliability and durability. High-quality leather or nylon are common materials, with some holsters featuring a hybrid design that combines both. The stitching and reinforcements should be strong and secure to prevent the holster from coming apart under pressure. https://preview.redd.it/bnzse7x6ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=aa4d80d3d0229dbebef75e56357cabf321265983 Comfort and RetentionComfort and retention are essential aspects when choosing an 1836 holster. The holster should fit snugly around the firearm without causing any discomfort or affecting the gun's functionality. A tight fit also ensures that your firearm stays securely in place when you need it, while allowing for a quick draw when the situation demands it.Customization and AdjustabilityMany 1836 holsters can be customized or adjusted to suit individual preferences. This includes options like cant, rake, ride height, and retention tension. These features can greatly impact the holster's ease of use and overall performance, making them worth considering when deciding on which holster to purchase.Maintenance and CareRegular maintenance and proper care are essential to ensure your 1836 holster lasts long and remains in excellent condition. This includes keeping it clean, treating it with appropriate leather care products, and storing it correctly when not in use. https://preview.redd.it/fqponsb7ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f1535507371d1b079bb44ccbb3f63f32e2d3384a Choosing the Right Holster for YouWhen selecting an 1836 holster, think about how and where you'll be carrying your firearm the most. For instance, you may need a concealed carry holster if you plan on concealing your firearm under clothing or a discreet holster for everyday carry. On the other hand, you might choose an open-carry holster for situations where concealment isn't necessary or preferred. Always ensure that your chosen holster complies with local and state laws and regulations.Budget ConsiderationsThe price range for 1836 holsters can vary greatly depending on the specific features, materials, and brand. While it's tempting to opt for a budget-friendly option, keep in mind that a lower-priced holster may not offer the same level of quality, comfort, or security compared to a more expensive one.Final ThoughtsWhen it comes to choosing the best 1836 holster, there are many factors to consider. By focusing on the materials, construction, comfort, retention, customization, maintenance, and your specific needs, you can find the perfect holster for your Colt 1911. Remember to always prioritize safety, quality, and conformity with local laws and regulations when making your choice. https://preview.redd.it/dxt65aw7ow3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a69468d85b2cfbd81711eb9fac9b8ffa8403e8db FAQWhat is the primary purpose of 1836 Holsters?The primary purpose of 1836 Holsters is to provide safe and secure storage solutions for firearms, particularly revolvers. They are designed to fit specific models and provide easy access to the firearm when needed.Are 1836 Holsters suitable for concealed carry?Yes, many 1836 Holsters are designed for concealed carry, ensuring that the firearm remains hidden under clothing. 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2024.06.01 08:34 Accomplished_Emu8937 Olga Marie, archetype and the three principles of ensuring human order
Good afternoon, I want to share with you a very interesting theory that a Japanese man made in a video and I made a translation of it so I could share it with you.
And what does Olga Marie mean?
Olga Marie can be translated as the perfect and immaculate mother. In other words, the name Olga Marie means assimilation with the soul of the celestial body.
In other words, it is possible that "Olga Marie Earthmirate Animusphere" has the meaning of "a perfect virgin who assimilates the souls of the heavenly bodies".
"There was no other way to steal the attention of that huge mechanism." "In that case, it would be nice if you could show your determination in front of that giant mechanism!"
Cagliostro, the last alien apostle to appear in Order call II, often used the term "that giant mech" in the story, now I don't know what Cagliostro refers to as the "giant mech" but I believe it is "Chaldeas", the celestial human security sphere of Animusphere.
A spirit line is a carefully selected magical power that flows through various parts of the earth and people with certain talents. The Seraphix people search for spirit lines under the guise of drilling for oil, but why did Seraphix have a secret facility where they searched for spirit lines under the guise of drilling for oil?
Da Vinci: This blank Earth is not our Earth it belongs to Chaldeas, an "alien planet" but we still don't know the purpose of why they were replaced, or rather why they were replaced, but there are some things that are clear, When you appeared on Olympus you said: "The ruler who manages humanity". Da Vinci: You also said "I heard the cries of my brothers". In your words and actions, you had a firm mission to "rule this planet."
Da Vinci: The "alien god" is the system that controls Chaldeas, Olga Marie animusphere you are not an "unfortunate earthling" who was accidentally chosen as a catalyst by an "alien god" Without you, the "alien god" could not function, You were part of Chaldeas from the beginning.
Da Vinci: You are indeed a system that came from a "different planet" called Chaldeas, but you are also a human being from Earth itself, you are definitely not an extraterrestrial, it's just some kind of mistake, isn't that what they make you believe?
E Olga: Well, that is correct. I admit that I am Chaldeas main system but that's 30 points, I can't give you a medal.
Considering Professor Lev's statement in singularity F, Rayshift aptitude seems to be a value that depends on the individual's physical body, the fact that she has no Rayshift aptitude may also mean that Olga Marie's body is not normal.
After a while, it became clear that the reason for this was that Olga Marie was part of the Alien god system. In other words, she was part of Chaldeas' brain group from the beginning.
I mean, from the beginning she was expected to play the role of Chaldeas' "brain body".
And what is her true nature?
It is the touch of an independent star that benefits humans rather than Earth, so it is backed by stars.
What are the limits of his activities?
In other words, it is said to be the limit of the natural world itself. Furthermore, if we consider the earth as a living organism, the element is the immune function of the earth itself.
If we think of the earth as a single living organism, the True Ancestor is the immune function of the earth itself, and we see it as a factor that should exterminate humans who take advantage of nature.
The privilege granted only to the True Ancestor, which is the tactile sense of the earth, is the ability called "event storage".
The storage of events is an ability granted only to the True Ancestor, which is the tactile sense of the stars. It stores conceptually and physically everything that grows on the surface of the planet. That is, all creations and textures generated on the surface of the planet will be confiscated.
This is a function that the planet has, and it is mentioned in the Tsukihime material that it is closer to a system than an ability, so it is probably that of Earth. It is likely that the "alien planets" that are copies of Earth also have similar systems.
Regarding this speculation, In an interview with Weekly Famitsu, Kinoko Nasu said: The "storage of events'' performed by the Arcueid light body and the "bleaching of Earth" carried out by an alien planet were "the same thing".
In other words, it turns out that the "alien planet" has the same "event storage" system as Earth, and that the bleaching of Earth was caused by this system.
And the brain body of another star is Princess Karuko, who appeared in a play called tsuki no sango.
"This is the Earth, which has celebrated 3,000 years since its birth. In this world, Earth has achieved advanced civilization growth, but humans have lost the desire to reproduce and is facing a crisis for survival."
In the midst of this, some people who felt a sense of crisis at the possibility of human extinction established an organization called the "Human Reconstruction Committee" and began research on baby design. On the other hand, due to the development of science and the saturation of the terrestrial population, there were also humans who took off from the mother planet and migrated to the moon. However, when the Earthlings began to decline, communication between Earth and the Moon ceased, and a few decades later, the same humans who had migrated to the Moon disappeared.
However, even after humans disappeared from the moon, there was one person who continued to live on the surface of the moon, Her name is the moon girl. A manifestation of the will of the Moon created by the human race to ensure the existence of the Moon and produce the necessary resources. In general, she is the "will" and "mind" of the Moon itself.
In short, she was expected to serve as the "brain and body of the moon" where she not only provided elements to adjust the moon's environment, but also freely modified the star's landmarks, such as creating a forest.
Da Vinci: Ah, the inner sea of a star is the "place of the heart" which is said to always exist when a planet is treated as a living organism. On the other hand, there is a spirit that says, "This is the only thing that can be born in the inner sea of a star." It is a special spirit called ''brain body of a star. ''
Da Vinci: In the world of magic this is called archetype.
So if Arcueid is the archetype of the earth, the moon girl is the archetype of the moon then U Olga is the archetype of chaldeas. Arcueid can store events on Earth, and the alien planet has a similar system and they have managed to turn the Earth white and the moon girl is like them as she is freely rewriting the laws of physics established on the surface of the moon according to her own will.
From this arises the archetype each of them has the authority to freely operate the planet to which they belong. In other words, would it not be possible for an "alien star" to not only "bleach the surface of the Earth" but also "rewrite the laws of physics" on the Earth.
This is probably the reason why the Earth and the surface of Chaldeas were exchanged when the Earth became white, The "alien god" can only interfere with the surface of Chaldeas; it cannot interfere with the matter and laws of the earth, That is why the "Alien god " first erased the Earth of Chaldeas and replaced it with the texture of the Earth, as a result, the texture of the earth is currently "in Chaldeas" The "alien god" will be able to compile the human principles at will.
That is why Marisbilly considers an "alien" system as it sought Orga Marie as an "alien brain body" to "compile humanity," In other words, Olga Marie is just like the moon girl She was created as an input device to efficiently operate the planet Chaldeas.
Video link: https://youtu.be/Ez-_RJzsuS4?feature=shared
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- About Olga Marie
And what does Olga Marie mean?
Olga Marie can be translated as the perfect and immaculate mother. In other words, the name Olga Marie means assimilation with the soul of the celestial body.
In other words, it is possible that "Olga Marie Earthmirate Animusphere" has the meaning of "a perfect virgin who assimilates the souls of the heavenly bodies".
- Cagliostro and the animusphere theory
"There was no other way to steal the attention of that huge mechanism." "In that case, it would be nice if you could show your determination in front of that giant mechanism!"
Cagliostro, the last alien apostle to appear in Order call II, often used the term "that giant mech" in the story, now I don't know what Cagliostro refers to as the "giant mech" but I believe it is "Chaldeas", the celestial human security sphere of Animusphere.
According to the Chaldea chronology of the "MOONLIGHT/LOSTROOM material", the first prototype of the Chaldeas global environment model was completed in 1990, where in fact "1990" It is a period that has great significance besides the completion of Chaldeas as there was the Seraphix oil platform, this is a marine oil field owned by the Animusphere family and this facility was built in the North Sea in 1990.What is a spirit line?
This base is one of the sources of funding that determines Chaldea's operating budget and at the same time is treated as an independent department, so all personnel belong to Chaldea, where the entire facility is a semi-submersible mobile platform, managed and operated by more than 100 people working day and night shifts, apparently the base was intended to extract oil, but in reality it was not only used to search for spiritual lines.
It was a facility created to conduct a certain experiment based on Animusphere's philosophy of "continuous humanity", the development of a large cooling system was the raison d'être and ultimate goal of Seraphix, Apart from that, there is a hidden side inside the underwater facility that protects against magical attacks, only Seraphix are allowed to use that hidden side, in other words, only those under direct control of Animusphere are allowed.
This was to keep the Animusphere's plans secret from other Lords and also because the conditions necessary for the experiment were only available at the bottom of the ocean, this is also because the only condition necessary for the experiment was the review. First of all, the human safety of the Animusphere requires that the test of the preservation of the hypothesis be established immediately.
First, the human security of Animusphere required that these three principles, "hypothesis", "preservation" and "test" be met at the same time, Once completed, it was said that it would provide the complete human security that Marisbilly desired and in 1990 an offshore oil base was built.
With the start of the Seraphix operation, experiments began for communication between the earth and the "soul".
A spirit line is a carefully selected magical power that flows through various parts of the earth and people with certain talents. The Seraphix people search for spirit lines under the guise of drilling for oil, but why did Seraphix have a secret facility where they searched for spirit lines under the guise of drilling for oil?
In the early stages of their experiment, they tried to use the spiritual connections between Earth and humans to understand each other's minds and become "friends" with the planet. In constructing the pseudo-spiritual space, the researchers placed subjects in a spiritual chamber."All preparations have been completed. The purpose of the Seraphix facility is to develop a super-large concept that will serve as the gold standard for human safety for Animusphere."
It is mentioned that many of the people who were used were Master Candidates sent from Chaldea and although Animusphere had prepared to select the Masters in due time, it was a difficult choice as research was a prerequisite for the continuation of humanity, Thus by sacrificing a large number of Master Candidates, the experiment began with a "dialogue" between Earth and humans.
However it was difficult to have a conversation with the experimental team so these Masters were consumed where they continued to store their potential as masters in coffins with the facility to throw their lives away, for the sole purpose of securing humanity. However it is recorded that they requested specimens with a higher aptitude than Team B... and that they were quite unreasonable during development.
As a result of repeated experiments so inhumane, the research was completed in only five years.
It is estimated that more than 100 qualified people were sacrificed for Reyshift, but first, this idea made Animusphere's complete human assurance a reality.
Secondly, the three principles of human security, "hypothesis", "preservation" and "proof", coincide with the characteristics of the "lostbelt" of which Ophelia spoke.
From the above factors, it was necessary to communicate and dialogue with the Earth in order to develop this great idea where we can speculate that the idea developed in Seraphix is Chaldeas, which is a model of global environment and a celestial sphere of human security.
- Chaldeas
So far, in various materials The "Chaldean Global Environmental Model" has been explained as follows: A magical celestial body that copied the soul of the Earth, Planets were supposed to have souls too, and by copying that soul it was possible to create a world 100 years in the future.
However it is impossible to create something exactly like earth from scratch but I thought it would be possible to copy that soul in its entirety and put it into practice, well according to the Seraphix manga they were actually witnessing and communicating with Earth's soul, in other words, Chaldeas, which is truly a pseudo celestial body of Earth, is believed to have the same mechanism (system) as Earth.
- Olga Marie quest 2 revelations
If I had to express it, it would mean that Chaldeas also needs a system to control and eliminate all "evil", An answer to this speculation was revealed in the recently released "Olga Marie Quest 2.Da Vinci: We thought that the "alien god" was an intelligent life form from another dimension that had come from space. But now it is different, we know that the "alien planet" is Chaldeas.
Da Vinci: This blank Earth is not our Earth it belongs to Chaldeas, an "alien planet" but we still don't know the purpose of why they were replaced, or rather why they were replaced, but there are some things that are clear, When you appeared on Olympus you said: "The ruler who manages humanity". Da Vinci: You also said "I heard the cries of my brothers". In your words and actions, you had a firm mission to "rule this planet."
Da Vinci: The "alien god" is the system that controls Chaldeas, Olga Marie animusphere you are not an "unfortunate earthling" who was accidentally chosen as a catalyst by an "alien god" Without you, the "alien god" could not function, You were part of Chaldeas from the beginning.
Da Vinci: You are indeed a system that came from a "different planet" called Chaldeas, but you are also a human being from Earth itself, you are definitely not an extraterrestrial, it's just some kind of mistake, isn't that what they make you believe?
E Olga: Well, that is correct. I admit that I am Chaldeas main system but that's 30 points, I can't give you a medal.
With this new fact, it has been confirmed that the alien god is the main system of Chaldeas therefore due to this new fact, the results presented in previous works related to Fate can be found in "The Four Mysteries of Olga Marie".
- The four mysteries of Olga Marie
Olga Marie's birthday was written as unknown. In the past material books, even homunculi, which are artificial life forms, have birthdays which makes this mystery more disturbing.Lev lainur: Look, you didn't have Rayshifting aptitude when you were alive, right? You can't transfer while the body is still present.
Servants are the only ones whose birthdays are marked as unknown on their birthdays in the material ones. For this reason, Olga Marie may not know her birthday because she is not the biological daughter of marisbury, or maybe her birthday doesn't even exist in the first place.
The second point is that the quantity of Orga Marie's magic circuits is different between the "Fate stay night" and "FGO world", In the FGO world, in the sixth section of singularity F cassniki praised her saying that "the quantity and quality of magic circuits are top-notch" but in the case files material, which is the same world as "Fate/stay night", it is said that the quantity of Olga Marie's magic circuits is "E-".
Unlike magic seals, which are passed down from generation to generation of magicians, the number of magic circuits is fixed at birth and it is difficult to multiply them favorably, in other words, it is absolutely impossible for the amount of magic circuits to increase with growth, For the amount of Orga Marie's magic circuit, "E-" in the SN world is the original value and in the FGO world, it is believed to have been adjusted for some reason.
Related to this, in the Case Files world it is said that Olga Marie was abandoned by Marisbury and in the Stay Night world, the big difference between the SN world and the FGO world is the question of whether the Holy Grail of Fuyuki is contaminated or not. Going further, in the SN world, Chaldeas could not be activated, but in the FGO world, due to the huge amount of wealth obtained, Chaldeas was successfully activated.
In other words, since Chaldeas could not be activated in the SN world, the alien's main system, Orga Marie, was also not needed. On the other hand, in the FGO world, since Chaldeas was successfully activated, Orga Marie was needed as the planet's control device therefore, the amount of magic circuits in the FGO world's Orga Marie must have been adjusted to one of the first level.
And the fourth and final mystery was the case that Olga Marie's Rayshift aptitude was "0%".
Considering Professor Lev's statement in singularity F, Rayshift aptitude seems to be a value that depends on the individual's physical body, the fact that she has no Rayshift aptitude may also mean that Olga Marie's body is not normal.
After a while, it became clear that the reason for this was that Olga Marie was part of the Alien god system. In other words, she was part of Chaldeas' brain group from the beginning.
I mean, from the beginning she was expected to play the role of Chaldeas' "brain body".
- Archetype
And what is her true nature?
It is the touch of an independent star that benefits humans rather than Earth, so it is backed by stars.
What are the limits of his activities?
In other words, it is said to be the limit of the natural world itself. Furthermore, if we consider the earth as a living organism, the element is the immune function of the earth itself.
If we think of the earth as a single living organism, the True Ancestor is the immune function of the earth itself, and we see it as a factor that should exterminate humans who take advantage of nature.
The privilege granted only to the True Ancestor, which is the tactile sense of the earth, is the ability called "event storage".
The storage of events is an ability granted only to the True Ancestor, which is the tactile sense of the stars. It stores conceptually and physically everything that grows on the surface of the planet. That is, all creations and textures generated on the surface of the planet will be confiscated.
This is a function that the planet has, and it is mentioned in the Tsukihime material that it is closer to a system than an ability, so it is probably that of Earth. It is likely that the "alien planets" that are copies of Earth also have similar systems.
Regarding this speculation, In an interview with Weekly Famitsu, Kinoko Nasu said: The "storage of events'' performed by the Arcueid light body and the "bleaching of Earth" carried out by an alien planet were "the same thing".
In other words, it turns out that the "alien planet" has the same "event storage" system as Earth, and that the bleaching of Earth was caused by this system.
And the brain body of another star is Princess Karuko, who appeared in a play called tsuki no sango.
"This is the Earth, which has celebrated 3,000 years since its birth. In this world, Earth has achieved advanced civilization growth, but humans have lost the desire to reproduce and is facing a crisis for survival."
In the midst of this, some people who felt a sense of crisis at the possibility of human extinction established an organization called the "Human Reconstruction Committee" and began research on baby design. On the other hand, due to the development of science and the saturation of the terrestrial population, there were also humans who took off from the mother planet and migrated to the moon. However, when the Earthlings began to decline, communication between Earth and the Moon ceased, and a few decades later, the same humans who had migrated to the Moon disappeared.
However, even after humans disappeared from the moon, there was one person who continued to live on the surface of the moon, Her name is the moon girl. A manifestation of the will of the Moon created by the human race to ensure the existence of the Moon and produce the necessary resources. In general, she is the "will" and "mind" of the Moon itself.
In short, she was expected to serve as the "brain and body of the moon" where she not only provided elements to adjust the moon's environment, but also freely modified the star's landmarks, such as creating a forest.
- Final
Da Vinci: Ah, the inner sea of a star is the "place of the heart" which is said to always exist when a planet is treated as a living organism. On the other hand, there is a spirit that says, "This is the only thing that can be born in the inner sea of a star." It is a special spirit called ''brain body of a star. ''
Da Vinci: In the world of magic this is called archetype.
So if Arcueid is the archetype of the earth, the moon girl is the archetype of the moon then U Olga is the archetype of chaldeas. Arcueid can store events on Earth, and the alien planet has a similar system and they have managed to turn the Earth white and the moon girl is like them as she is freely rewriting the laws of physics established on the surface of the moon according to her own will.
From this arises the archetype each of them has the authority to freely operate the planet to which they belong. In other words, would it not be possible for an "alien star" to not only "bleach the surface of the Earth" but also "rewrite the laws of physics" on the Earth.
This is probably the reason why the Earth and the surface of Chaldeas were exchanged when the Earth became white, The "alien god" can only interfere with the surface of Chaldeas; it cannot interfere with the matter and laws of the earth, That is why the "Alien god " first erased the Earth of Chaldeas and replaced it with the texture of the Earth, as a result, the texture of the earth is currently "in Chaldeas" The "alien god" will be able to compile the human principles at will.
That is why Marisbilly considers an "alien" system as it sought Orga Marie as an "alien brain body" to "compile humanity," In other words, Olga Marie is just like the moon girl She was created as an input device to efficiently operate the planet Chaldeas.
Video link: https://youtu.be/Ez-_RJzsuS4?feature=shared
2024.06.01 08:33 Significant-Tower146 Best 1791 Holsters
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The open top design allows for quick draw access, and the reinforced stitching ensures quality and security for a lifetime of use. The Memory-Lok technology truly sets this holster apart, allowing a customized fit with Kydex-like retention, but with the comfort of leather. The reinforced synthetic tuckable clip provides a slim profile for superior concealment. While using this holster, I found the instructions easy to follow, and I was able to create a perfect, custom fit for my firearm. The American steel clip is both secure and comfortable, adding to the overall quality of the product. Although it may take some time to get used to the adjustment process, I found that the end result is well worth the effort. Overall, I'm extremely pleased with the 1791 Ultra Custom Holster. It's a reliable, comfortable, and customizable option for those seeking a high-quality IWB holster. 🔗Premium 1791 Optic Ready Paddle Holster for Compatible Optics and Firearmshttps://preview.redd.it/ratyoq2xlw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f91b5d4038141c96bbd02d77294d5333a6d59310I had the chance to use this 1791 Optic Ready Paddle Holster in my daily life, and I must say, it was a game-changer. Crafted with premium Certified American Heavy Native Steerhide leather, it exuded a sense of quality right from the start. The multi-fit design, handcrafted to accommodate a wide range of firearms, was truly impressive. One of the standout features was the Open top design, which made for a quick and easy draw, ensuring I could be ready for action in a moment's notice. The Optic Cut, which accommodates most pistol optics, was a clever addition that catered to the needs of modern firearm enthusiasts. However, it wasn't all smooth sailing. The reinforced stitching, although a promising feature, didn't hold up as well as I had hoped, and I had to replace it sooner than expected. Nonetheless, the holster offered a unique blend of functionality and style, making it a great choice for those looking for added convenience in their carry. 🔗1791 Gunleather Compact BHX Size 5 Sig Sauer P226 Holsterhttps://preview.redd.it/ozbi8xdxlw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d42fd05674f99e53c9d0dab66480c646bd76567cI recently got my hands on the 1791 Gunleather BHX5VTGR Thumbreak Belt Holster in Size 5 Vint RH, and I must say, it's been quite the addition to my daily carry. The versatility of the fit is impressive, as it not only works great with my Sig Sauer P226 but also with other Sig models like the P220 and P229, plus some Ruger Security-9 models. The belt loop and thumb break are perfect for a quick draw when I need it, but the craftsmanship of this holster truly sets it apart - the hand-molded exterior feels sturdy and offers excellent retention for a reliable, secure fit. It's clear that this holster was designed with both protection and convenience in mind, and I'm glad I made the investment. It's been the reliable sidekick I've been looking for in my carry. 🔗Exquisite 1791 Night Sky Black Holster for Firearms with Premium Leather Designhttps://preview.redd.it/93dhaduxlw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a152ad619970c90ac01c48311a121e845079b741Experience the beauty of a 1791 Smooth Concealment Night Sky Black Holster that's handcrafted with premium, certified American cowhide leather. The open top design, equipped with a sturdy steel clip, allows for quick draw and a comfortable carry. This versatile holster caters to a wide range of firearms, making it a must-have for gun owners. The reinforced stitching ensures quality and durability for a lifetime of use. 🔗Handmade Leather Belly Band Holster for EDChttps://preview.redd.it/xcussb3ylw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7b85f7275fe0fb694b0945a7fc28a040cfa5511dWhen it comes to choosing the right holster for your EDC gear, the Easy Slide from 1791 Gunleather truly stands out. Handmade with high-quality leather, this holster not only gives you the durability and craftsmanship you deserve but also adds a touch of unique style to your everyday carry. Its versatile design allows you to wear it on either the right or left side of your body, making it perfect for ambidextrous use. One of the standout features of the Easy Slide is its ability to securely hold your EDC items, such as multitools and pliers, without the need for a clip. This means you no longer have to worry about losing any of your essential items while you're busy at work. The product's key highlight is the sleek style of its belt loops, which snugs the sheath against your body for minimal footprint. While the Easy Slide offers a wide range of options to keep your items secure, there are a few drawbacks, like the lack of hammer holders or magnetic storage. Nonetheless, overall, this holster provides a solid, secure, and convenient way to carry your EDC gear. Whether you're in construction or just need a reliable holster to hold your multitools, the Easy Slide from 1791 Gunleather is an excellent choice. 🔗1791 Gunleather Optic Ready Paddle Holster: Portable and Comfortablehttps://preview.redd.it/3j3v6efylw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f43ba41941d9a1bfbd9e8cde80ceae528bb93f04When I first tried out the 1791 Gunleather Optic Ready Paddle Holster Compact, I was impressed by its sleek design and smooth functionality. The signature brown color gives it a classic look, and the 100% steerhide leather feels durable and reliable. The multifit paddle design allows for a quick on and off, making it perfect for daily use when you're on the go. However, I did notice that the holster might need some adjustments because the adjustable cant isn't the most comfortable at times. Fortunately, the built-in optic cut and sweat guard make this holster a great choice for those who want to use an optic with their firearm. Overall, it's a sturdy and functional choice for concealed carry enthusiasts, but might require a bit of tweaking for optimal comfort. 🔗Premium Handcrafted Optic Ready Holster with Sweat Guardhttps://preview.redd.it/jmhpihsylw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5a894af97084c993506e6c0aa7e32a675b76c282As a holster enthusiast, I was eager to try out the 1791 Optic Ready Paddle RH Holster in black. This stunning piece of craftsmanship boasts premium 100% Certified American Heavy Native Steerhide leather, making it a standout in its class. The holster's open top design allows for a quick draw, while its multi-fit design ensures a perfect fit for a wide range of firearms. However, it's not all perfect. The reinforced stitching, though a pro, also added a small level of stiffness and discomfort after prolonged use. Nonetheless, the overall experience with this holster has been a pleasant one. Its added functionality of accommodating most pistol optics makes it a valuable addition to any gun enthusiast's collection. 🔗1791 4-Way Concealment & Versatile Belt Holster with Multi-Fit Designhttps://preview.redd.it/s0yfyzazlw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c70021ce2c50c9ab9d455e5c3c2ce8cdd558462bThe 1791 4 Way Vintage RH holster has been a trusted companion in my daily life. With a perfect blend of form and function, this holster offers peace of mind and comfort. The hand-finished interiors protect my firearm's bluing, and the reinforced stitching secures it firmly in its holster. The meticulous attention to detail on the exterior showcases the artistry of multiple generations of craftsmen. The multi-fit design of this holster is a game-changer, allowing me to choose between conceal, carry, and draw based on my preferences. Additionally, the holster's low profile design allows for easy integration of various small light and laser attachments. While I appreciate the numerous convenient features, I sometimes wish the holster had more adjustable options to accommodate even more positions and angles. Overall, the 1791 4 Way Vintage RH holster is a reliable and stylish accessory for my firearm, and I'm glad I made the investment. 🔗4-Way 1791 Classic Concealment Holster: Premium Reinforced Stitching Leatherhttps://preview.redd.it/njrc13nzlw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=36fbfd62f678a6780d30788f64870c88b7fb7547Introducing the 1791 4 Way IWB/OWB Holster - your all-in-one solution for a variety of firearm needs. I was pleasantly surprised by the craftsmanship and attention to detail this product possesses. The leather construction gives it a robust, durable feel without sacrificing comfort. Reinforced stitching provides an added layer of protection, ensuring the holster holds up well over time. However, this holster does have its downsides. At first, I found the fit a bit snug, which took some adjustment to get used to. Additionally, some users have reported issues with the holster not fitting their specific firearms as well as others, which can be a bit disappointing. Despite these minor drawbacks, the 1791 4 Way IWB/OWB Holster offers excellent value for its price, making it a worthwhile investment for both new and experienced gun owners. This holster has the perfect balance of style, comfort, and functionality, allowing gun owners to confidently carry their weapons while remaining comfortable and secure. 🔗Customizable OWB Holster for Precise Fit and Carry Comforthttps://preview.redd.it/8hpnrr10mw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8736c8242935900f2f53ea2e1183cf474e7a4f95As someone who's had the chance to try out the 1791 Ultra Custom Holster, I must say it has been a game-changer in my firearm carrying experience. This bad boy is handcrafted using premium 100% Certified American Leather, which gives it an unbeatable aesthetic and adds an air of sophistication. The open top design was a breeze to adapt to, allowing me to draw my weapon with my preferred carry style in mind. What really stood out was the custom design that was handcrafted to accommodate a wide range of firearms. I appreciate the reinforcement in stitching; it ensures quality, security, and a lifetime of enjoyment. However, while the Memory-Lok technology is cool, I wish it came with a more detailed instruction guide. It took me a while to figure out the process, but once I did, I loved the custom fit and Kydex-like retention it offered. It's not perfect, but the 1791 Ultra Custom Holster certainly lives up to its expectations. 🔗Premium 1791 Fair Chase IWB RH Holster for Comfortable and Secure Carryhttps://preview.redd.it/u0n6psw0mw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b5637f850fe2163580f212b189edf5a882d7fa58Having been using the 1791 Fair Chase holster for a couple of weeks now, I must say it's proved to be quite the game changer for my daily carry. The holster is constructed from genuine fair chase Whitetail deer skin, giving it an unparalleled combination of resistance and flexibility. Compared to other leather holsters, the deer skin is much lighter and more supple, allowing for a more comfortable fit around my waist. One standout feature is the open top design which provides a quick draw option, ensuring that my chosen carry style remains in mind. The multi-fit design is another noteworthy aspect, as it handcrafted to accommodate a wide variety of firearms, from pistols to full-frame ones. The reinforced stitching of the holster also adds to its longevity, providing quality, security, and a delightful lifetime of enjoyment. However, a couple of cons emerged as well. Initially, I found the clip a bit uncomfortable due to its placement on my pants. I'm hopeful that this might be a one-off or a break-in issue, as otherwise, the holster feels fantastic. Another concern was the occasional difficulty in attaching the holster to my jeans, mainly due to the close proximity of the clip and the fabric, making it tricky to keep the holster securely attached. Despite these minor inconveniences, I'd still highly recommend the 1791 Fair Chase holster for anyone in the market for a reliable, comfortable, and well-made concealed carry solution. The seamless blend of traditional craftsmanship and innovative design make this holster a worthwhile investment for any gun enthusiast. Buyer's GuideWhen you're in the market for a 1791 holster, there are several important factors to consider. Here's a brief guide to help you make the right decision.Materialhttps://preview.redd.it/j882z93gnw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5af728c94ca9b15d5b113e9f8d12673472acc559The material your holster is made of can impact its durability and overall quality. Some common materials used for 1791 holsters include leather, nylon, and various polymers. Leather holsters may provide a more natural feel and can break in over time, while synthetic materials can be more resistant to wear and tear. Fit and ComfortA proper fit is crucial for both comfort and functionality. Make sure to select a holster that fits your 1791 pistols model and grip size comfortably. Ideally, the holster should be made with a retention system to keep your gun in place during movement. Additionally, consider a holster with a comfortable and secure belt loop attachment or a waistband clip for easy carry.RetentionRetention is the mechanism by which your holster keeps your firearm secure in its carrying position. There are various types of retention systems, including thumb breaks, snaps, and locking mechanisms. Choose a system that offers both security and ease of use.https://preview.redd.it/306be2ggnw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a68e4a5e2f9a50298f520e38a62307f0b88d4107 Concealment vs. ShowDepending on your personal preferences and the intended purpose of your holster, you may prefer one that provides better concealment or one that leaves your firearm more visible. If you're looking for a discreet carrying option, consider a holster that keeps the firearm's grip concealed. Alternatively, if visibility is important, such as for personal protection situations, opt for a more open holster.Maintenance and DurabilityA good holster is designed to withstand the rigors of regular use. Check the manufacturer's guidelines for proper cleaning and maintenance procedures to ensure your holster's longevity. Look for a holster that has been built to withstand wear and tear without sacrificing functionality.FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/w6cb97ugnw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=0804e17c26f1788100a6a33177aa2d1602aba151What materials are used in 1791 Holsters' products?1791 Holsters use premium quality materials like Kydex and leather for their holsters. Kydex is a versatile material that can be molded into various shapes and provides durability, while leather offers a classic look and feel.What types of holsters are available from 1791 Holsters?1791 Holsters offer a wide range of holster options, including IWB (Inside the Waistband), OWB (Outside the Waistband), Paddle, Ankle, and Belly Band holsters. They even have holsters designed for specific brands like Glock, SIG Sauer, and Springfield Armory.https://preview.redd.it/q9wuf67hnw3d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7e0f2c486490e317d873a7f3bd965deff7f099d5 Are 1791 Holsters products customizable?Absolutely! 1791 Holsters offer custom holsters made to fit your specific firearm, ensuring optimal comfort and concealment. Customers can choose from different colors, materials, and retention options to create a holster tailored to their needs.How long does it take for a custom holster to be made by 1791 Holsters?Once you've placed your order, it typically takes 1-3 weeks for 1791 Holsters to manufacture and ship your custom holster, depending on the complexity of the design and the current order volume.What is the warranty policy on 1791 Holsters products?1791 Holsters stand behind the quality of their products and offer a lifetime warranty on all their holsters. If any defects appear during normal use, they will repair or replace the holster at no additional cost to the customer.Are 1791 Holsters products made in the United States?Yes, 1791 Holsters proudly manufactures their products in the United States, supporting local jobs and high-quality craftsmanship.How do I know if my firearm is compatible with a 1791 Holsters holster?1791 Holsters maintains an extensive database of firearm models and dimensions, making it easy for customers to find the perfect holster for their weapon. If you cannot find your firearm in their database, you can submit a request for a custom holster design.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |