Standing there alone
the ship is waiting
all systems are go
are you sure?
control is not convinced
but the computer
has the evidence
"no need to abort"
the countdown starts
watching in a trance
the crew is certain
nothing left to chance
all is working
trying to relax
up in the capsule
"send me up a drink"
jokes Major Tom
the count goes on
4 3 2 1
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
calling calling home...
second stage is cut
we're now in orbit
stabi
I really need to visit it some day, if only to cry myself to sleep each night of sheer madness from the almost certain never-ending silence, especially if I follow it up with San Zhi Resort
Clock: Short, bronze Toa with "Classical" (Metru) Mask of Shielding. Built like Kongu Mahri with thick arms terminating in bandage-wrapped stumps instead of hands. Feet are Spiked Inika-like, with legs thinner than his arms, but only barely. Heartligh replaced by complicated a gear mechanism, visible through several large holes in his chest. Colored in bronzes and grays, with sliver denoting extra-thick armor. Oldest team member and defacto leader. Optimistic still, and grandfatherly.
Steam:
I really need to learn to skin/animate so I can make this into a reality.
EXAMPLE WEAPONRY:
MULTI-CLASS WEAPONS:
Shotgun becomes a more time-period accurate shotgun, retains six-shot "clip".
Pistol becomes dual revolvers, fired alternatingly.
Pain Train remains the same.
SCOUT:
Scattergun becomes ?
FaN becomes classic double-barrelled shotgun.
Critacola/Bonk switch from cans to glass bottles.
Bat becomes a shotgun held by the barrell.
Sandman becomes a plank of wood.
SOLDIER:
