Twelve Gauge Eruption

(Chaos, Disorder, Blacksmith)

Chaos: _A toast

Disorder: _To us.

Chaos: _To us.

Disorder: _We're done, finally.

Chaos: _Great job. Nice brandy.

Disorder: _Yes...it was. But I believe it's time for business. Do you know what time is?

Chaos: _Four and...twenty. 

Disorder: _He's coming. 

Chaos: _Do you trust him?

Disorder: _For Persephone! Of course not. This is why we are not going to show the cash until he show the toys. 

Chaos: _Good idea. Who told you about this guy?

Disorder: _We talk about it later. Did you check this place?

Chaos: _Every single cubic meter. 

Disorder: _The doors. It must be him. What is it? A card? Take it

Chaos: _USP? What the hell?

Blacksmith: _Universal self loading pistol or MK-23.

Disorder: _What the hell? 

Blacksmith: _Easy guys, I just want to be sure this is not a grimtooth. Are you a girl?

Chaos: _ We are clean man. 

Blacksmith: _I see no cock. You are a girl. You better use better clothes. It's a great weapon, this one USP. You are not going to find one of these in Brazil.

Disorder: _Who is this?

Chaos: _Let me introduce you to the specialist Lord. Also known as  "A Ghoul of Thanatos".

Disorder: _I remember him. I thought his name was "Forger".

Blacksmith: _You better don't remember me. Shut you fucking mouth and roll us something. This is the green man. Get that smell? Green. Very green. C'mon roll it. 

Chaos: _Oh, sure, when he's working to Hephaestus his name is Whitesmith.

Blacksmith: _Are you barbies? Will you stop talking about my life and get me a fucking drink? Please?

Disorder: _Sure sir. Wait a second. Meanwhile if you could open your case, we would like to see what is available to play.
Blacksmith: _I heard something about Hermes. 

Chaos: _This is the situation, Eris wants to come inside. I am talking about her because she is your first contact. Hermes has escaped from the asylum and needs support. We really need your help. Hermes was a great friend of you and a great friend of us. Let us help this one soul this one time.  Eris and the others are busy now trying to find out what happened, because Hermes has dissipated.  They gonna discover very soon the connection is broken. That Hermes is no longer on a bed. We are going to do something for our friend Hermes.

Disorder: _But first, we need some available information here, in this hermetic place. 

Blacksmith: _What the fuck?  Tight. A very closed place. I got it. Tell me what do you fuckin' want soon. Gimme a Marlboro. 

Chaos: _Understand the academic problem now? He is an specialist to forge, to create, manipulate, melt and transform. He has guns, weapons, knives, swords, cannons, books, manuals of making grenades. It is our chance. 

Blacksmith: _Hey stupid fucks! The fucking Marlboro!

Chaos: _I am sorry sir. Here is your cigarette. Allow me to light it for you.Yes, enjoy it. Be good. 

Disorder: _My pal was talking about USP. Proceed.

Blacksmith: _When manufacturers Heckler & Koch introduced the USP in 1993, it marked the first time HK chose to incorporate many traditional handgun design elements in one of its pistols. The HK  with its unique cocking mechanism and gas system, the precise roller locked bolt of the P9S, and even the simple, double action only VP70Z all qualify as innovative, on-the-edge designs. So when HK crossed into the mainstream with the USP, two principles guided its development - the first being the use of advanced materials and engineering technology, the second being the creation of a "pistol paradigm", that is a pistol better than all those existing now or in the past. After that gun, I finally discovered what is a true weapon. No comments, you gotta try it for yourself.

Chaos: _Tell me more

Blacksmith: _The USP .45 caliber was developed in the shadow of HK's work on the Special Operations Pistol known officially as the MK 23, the .45 handgun designed by HK for the US Special Operations Command. The frame and slide of the USP .45 are slightly larger than those found on the USP .40 and USP 9, demonstrating its close kinship to the special operations gun.I must aware you: in Brazil those caliber is forbidden for ordinary citizens. Only special forces.

Disorder: _Motherfucking! It's fucking amazing!

Blacksmith: _I hope this place is really sealed. 

Chaos: _We are going to live in USA.

Blacksmith: _Bullshit. You gotta find Hermes and he's around here, somewhere. The country where man have no guns! What a fucking joke! So everyone depends on police force? HA-Ha-Ha-HA-Ha-Ha! For the bright side of things, in the United States of Warferica, a citizen can handle until a .50 caliber! In Brazil it's almost impossible a civilian carries a shit handgun as 380 pistol or .38. They like heavy weapons. They know how to kill.  Very heavy ammo. Do you pretend to kill Cerberus? Look stupid fucks: If you give my name, I will finish both of you. What happens is the same situation. In Brazil civilians are forced by the State to be cowards. You go out on the streets and what is more dangerous? The Cops? The Thugs? Everyone has a gun and they point to your head and blow your brains without asking questions as you see in movies. It is impossible to steal that city! You don't trip too much. What kind of snow do you have?

Chaos: _What are you talking about?

Blacksmith: _Cut this bullshit off! It's very hard to find this weapon, like I said, only special operations uses it. I won't provide you any weapon if do not talk. I don't know who you are. Give me your ID.

Disorder: _Are you a fucking cop? Don't mess with us bitch!

Chaos: _Stay right at you are brother. Keep cool, he has a gun, we not. Let's do this in a very clever way. Okay, nobody get hurts and we might be able to finish this conversation. All right?

Blacksmith: _Gimme your ID

Chaos: _Give it to him. Now. 

Disorder: _....

Chaos: _I wanna cause some panic, do you know? Scare a lot of people with just one move. 

Blacksmith: _Get your ID back.  You know who I am.  But I know who you are. I gotta a better idea. If you want to cause panic, fear, you gotta use the Auto Assault-12 or shotgun. The elegance...you don't even fire...Just the sound of trigger... Clack-Clack. Listen to the sound of twelve gauge eruption...better than sex. Frightening, use it in your house. If some misinformed nigga is skeaking to rob your home, and trespass the garden, just reload shotgun. Whatever it is, it will run to the clouds. I said it's elegant because it performs the very purpose of weapons: intimidation. 

Chaos: _At least is easy that kind a weapon in Brazil. 

Disorder: _Easy to get. The police provides us on what we need, so we are solidus. 

Blacksmith: _Nothing is so solid as the city of Brasilia. There is no way to run. What are you gonna do? They have anti-revolutionary troops night and day, "making the security of people", I correct that, they are keeping safe the profit. The Rotam, Bope, GTOP are in the streets to spreed terror. They are protecting nobody but the private property. A shotgun is no good for you guys. It's good because it's nasty and loud, a very good girl, I say. Besides it's good in short range. 

Chaos: _But I thought it was an old weapon.

Blacksmith: _Actually, the shotgun is probably the oldest type of all shoulder-fire firearms. Many earliest guns were smooth-bore and loaded with multiple projectiles simultaneously. The shotgun were and still are used for hunting, since multiple projectiles increase the chances to hit the target with one shot, but shotguns also were used in combat in almost all wars since their introduction. The devastating short-range firepower and flexibility in loads are the key advantages of shotguns as the fighting weapons. During the 20 century shotguns seen lot of combat, both as a police riot weapons and as a military trench, and later, jungle and urban close quarters battle weapons. Police used shotguns for riot and crowd control, and as a general purpose short and medium range weapons for about a hundred and fifty years. You already saw it thousands of times in Brazil: troops with shotguns sending fire upon workers, students and even professors. Whatever,  first well known military use of shotguns is dated back to First World War, when Allied forces used various pump-action and self-loading shotguns in the trench warfare. During the Second World War shotguns were used as a security weapons for guarding and anti-riot purposes, for close combat in jungle environments of Asia, where the self-loading shotguns proved to be very valuable for their devastating short-range firepower.

Chaos: _What about handguns?

Blacksmith: _Depends. Do you want to kill something or just make noise?

Chaos: _Both

Blacksmith: _I strongly recommend twelve gauge. A handgun to scares the crowd with noise is a short barrel one. Do not forget this lesson about Revolver: as long the barrel, a long way a bullet goes. Short barrel, short range. Got it fools? Be careful because you gotta shoot very close of target. The lenght of barrel affects directyly the precision of shot. If you wanna cause a certain death, shot the heart and the face, swift and with dignity. Make the Signum Crucis thing in the head of the bullet to spread the fragments of shell. You send the target to heaven with the cross in the top of the bullet.  You can use .32 to causes noisy. Make a cross on the top of shell. What else....9mm...Very good, it can transfix everything. Police don't use this kind of weapon because it pierces even gods. It's the kind of ammo that cross walls, like in the movies. The ammo is lower, faster than other and transfix everything. A great danger for civilians. But I don't believe it would be a trouble for you. 

Chaos: _Transfix? What do you mean?

Blacksmith: _Hollow Point you fool. A body vest? None, no effect, it crosses waistcoat as it was water. Concrete walls? It can cross at least two walls before stop. The transfix power of 9mm "parabellum", it's evident if you see what happen in victims inside cars. The projectile penetrates the structure of the car, then it cross the mouth of the victim and the glass of the other side, finally stopping in the post where the ballistics test was made. These special units of police I was talking about. They are "tactical" vehicles. Do you know why? Do you know what are these tactics? It's killing before asking. If the officer inside the vehicle judges that you are a menace to society, because of your hair, your way of walking, the color of your skin, we never know what comes to a policeman's mind. There is no fucking tactic. They shoot you to death. 

Disorder: _What is it? It is written but I cannot read well... Fa... What? Fa-mas 

Blacksmith: _Who is the french here?

Chaos: _As long as I know, nobody. Eris is into suckin' french stuff.

Blacksmith: _ Fusil d'Assaut de la Manufacture d'Armes de Saint-Étienne or "Assault rifle of the Saint-Étienne weapon factory". Perfect Weapon. It doesn't matter here. Brazilian's defense uses FAU. Famas is very hard to find in latin America.Come back to reality, in a while you going to ask nuclear weapons.

Chaos: _If you have some we are very interested. 

Blacksmith: _You seem genuine Americans: always thinking in sadistic ways of earn wealth and power causing death. Thank you for the drink. See ya.

Chaos: _We're not finished yet.

Blacksmith: _I am not an encyclopedia. Better: I am not a slave. I am just doing my job and besides Hermes being our friend, don't get business easier for you. For respect of him, I brought you these toys. I will give a very good discount. 

Chaos: _Thank you!

Disorder: _Thanks man! We owe you one

Blacksmith: _You better pay for these toys. 

Disorder: _Of course I didn't forget you my friend. I want the Glock, two shotguns, that .32 which is shining and I believe it's beautiful and close our bill for today.

Blacksmith: _I will give you this as a gift. See you dickheads. 

Chaos: _Yes. We gotta see him. Would you like to play chess?

Disorder: _Against who? We are going to find him. Is he gone?

Chaos: _A long time ago. Good. It's time to move.

Disorder never existed. Disorder was just a disguise he was using. As much as she was. We never know what is inside the head of a lord of weapons. Hermes takes off his cloak. 

Eris: _He's a nice opponent either. Very brave man. 

Hermes: _Yes, I believe so. We gotta hurry. My sister is in danger. 

Eris: _Hermes, the hero? Hermes, the brave?

Hermes: _Eris, the mad woman. Shut up and load these guns. I am going to check the streets before we get the car. Focus on what we are going to do.

Eris: _I want a blow job.

Hermes: _Why you girls can never speak seriously?

Eris: _I've been very sincere to you right now. We must be cool before we go to the streets. What do you want Hermes? We are under this snow white dust for hours! Look to your eyes, we must relax babe.

Hermes: _I cannot relax with my sister in danger.

Eris: _I am doing this for you.

Hermes: _It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter at all. Load and follow me. One kiss!

Eris: _YES! I deserve one kiss...

Hermes: _Watch that tongue!

Eris: _Puritan...wait for me...wait for me.

Hermes: _Now we go. I'll drive.

Eris: _Sexist. By the way, I told you about the ID.
Hermes: _You are a genius. And a mighty actress.  

Clarissa Lake - Hermes and Eris (I guess)