The following Omake is to strengthen the request for the custom weapon I would like to be in Fallout 4. Please read and enjoy. The actual weapon with it's stats will be at the bottom if you'd like to not read the Omake. Thank you.
The General of the Minutemen stared down at the weapons workbench. Mounted on the stand was his personal Laser Musket, modified to charge up to six times with a long scope and a beam focuser. It was, if some of the things he'd heard as he snuck around Diamond City and the Settlements that flew his flag for his own entertainment, the most feared sniper rifle in the Commonwealth.
But he stared at it because he had both a serious problem and the beginnings of a solution.
The problem was simple: It was really, really expensive to use. Fully charged, it was enough to nearly eliminate a Mirelurk Queen with very little hassle. He loved that aspect of it. The Revolutionary War influence was just some of the most wonderful icing on the cake. After he got used to it, cranking it was fun. The problem came in when you considered the other main weapon in his arsenal.
The laser weapon he had affectionately called Gone Local. Because he got it after tracking an actual alien from outer space to a cave. He, quite honestly was going to offer the being aid, though when the Alien opened fire it had suffered the wrath of one of the quickest shots in the Commonwealth.
The General had already, after lots of hard work, modified it to take fusion cells. It quickly became his other favorite weapon. However, taking into consideration, between his musket and the blaster, the musket ultimately was more effective at ruining the days of his targets. But he didn't want to ditch a sidearm completely. The only other sidearm he had thought to bring was Kellogg's old revolver, which he had named The Cycle of Revenge in a fit of dark wit.
But ammo for the thing was surprisingly scarce, sadly.
So, he had a connundrum. A problem. He wanted to make a sidearm. His gut said he wanted to keep in with the revolutionary theme. The crank. But how to conserve ammo?
If only there was a way to charge old cells on the fly, The General thought wistfully.
"Hey Blue," Piper said, walking up to the youngish General. "You've been staring at that musket for an hour. There something wrong?"
"No," The General replied. "Just trying to figure out a way to conserve ammo."
"Heh, I can see that," Piper smiled. "I don't think I've ever seen someone go through Fusion Cells like you do."
"If this was back before the bombs," The General smirked. "I would've been making daily stops by requisitions, the quartermaster would curse me out everytime I showed and I would've had a court martial before the week was up."
Piper chuckled. "Well, good thing you're not at the mercy of the quartermaster, huh?"
"Well, I think Ronnie Shaw still counts..." He frowned in thought. "I'm just wishing there was a way to charge new cells on the fly."
"Yeah, shame you can't do that," Piper replied. Then she got a thoughtful look of her own. "Hey, stupid question, but why can't you charge cells on the fly?"
"Eh, cells weren't really made that way," The General replied. "They were made to hold a charge, not charge and discharge repeatedly. You'd need to make a special cell that wouldn't hold a charge for very long but be durable enough to take the repeated charges over the years and then you'd need a way to charge it."
"Like how?" Piper asked.
"Well, the only way I can think of would be...manually..." The General got a wide-eyed look on his face and looked down at the musket's crank. "Piper you're a genius."
"Uh...thanks," Piper said with a half-hearted smile. "What'd I do?"
"Gave me a idea."
---Three Weeks Later---
There was the sound of another explosion coming from the local Red Rocket Gas Station. Followed by the sounds of irritated shouting that caused Preston Garvey to look up from his old copy of Boston Bugle and the Sudoku puzzle within.
"I never thought one mans voice could carry so far," Sturges, sipping a cup of coffee while twirling a pencil in his off hand. "Think he's okay over there?"
"Aside from needing a break from whatever he's doing?" Preston asked rhetorically. "Yeah, he's fine."
"I think you should go check on him," Moma Murphy intoned from her chair which almost everyone could agree the General made to be the most comfortable in the Commonwealth. "You've got the solution to his problem with you."
"We do?" Sturges blinked. "I can fix a lot of things. A quantum physics puzzle involving laser-fire ain't one of them."
"You should still go check on him," Mama Murphy looked irritated.
Suddenly, the radio on Preston's coat sounded. "Commander Garvey, this is the Castle."
Preston held his radio. "Copy Castle, go ahead."
"We've received a request for help from Greentop Nursery," The radio operator reported. "Apparently they've been hit by Raiders."
"Again?" Preston asked with tired eyes. "People just can't leave that place alone. Alright, I'll inform the General."
"Thanks Commander. Castle out."
"Wanna come with?" Preston asked, standing up and shouldering his own musket.
"Sure," Sturges answered, downing the rest of his coffee and standing, resting his short hunting rifle on his shoulder.
Piper, who was leaning against the house having a smoke, tapped the ash away as the two Minutemen stepped outside. "Coming to check on Blue?"
"Greentop's been hit by raiders," Preston answered.
"Again?" Piper almost whined.
"That's what I said," Preston replied with a quirk of his lips.
"We figured the good General could use a distraction," Sturges said with a nod.
"Ain't that the truth," Piper replied. "Alright, let's go."
The walk was short and relatively warm, the sun having appeared over the Boston Skyline a few hours ago. Unsurprisingly, the garage door was closed. On top of the roof was, effectively, a steel palace, lined with turrets in many different windows, with a quartet of missile turrets signaling to any undesirables that the station and the settlement beyond was off limits.
Piper gave a quick tap to the door to the garage door and as it opened, they got a good view of the general, in a mechanics suit, cursing and kicking the wall. He was coated in soot and had an empty stimpack in his clenched fist. Then he turned and wiped his goggles clean at the sight of his friends.
"That bad?" Piper asked.
"Unbelievably so," The General grumbled.
"Home come?" Sturges asked.
"Because I don't understand what's going wrong, that's what."
When none of the three said anything, he sighed and continued. "So, I made a chargeable fusion cell."
"Really?" Sturges asked with a smile. "That's awesome!"
"Thank you," The General rubbed the soot out of his hair. "But I've hit a snag."
"I think the whole Commonwealth knows that you've hit a snag, Blue," Piper quipped.
"Huh?" The General hit some soot out of his ear.
"We could hear you all the way from Sanctuary," Sturges replied with a sly grin.
"The door was closed," The General replied, nonplussed.
"That's the confusing part," Piper nodded.
"Eh...but...whatever," The General groaned, pulling something from his pocket. "The snag I've hit is that the cell I have is this big."
The cell, a small, clear thing, fit between his index finger and thumb and only visible by the reflecting light against it's surface.
"It's...tiny," Preston said, eyeing it carefully.
"I know," The General groaned. "That's the frustrating part. All the bigger ones I make keep exploding for some reason."
"You're not hurt, are you?" Piper asked with a frown.
"Stimpack," the General replied, holding up the empty stimpack.
"Of course," Piper deadpanned.
"Well, luckily, we've got a distraction for you," Sturges replied, bringing his hunting rifle down into both hands.
"Alright," The General said, taking off his work gloves. "What's up?"
"A group of raiders attacked Greentop," Preston reported, almost snapping to attention. "I recommend we head out as soon as possible."
"Again?" The General asked. "Alright, we'll head out-"
The General stopped, staring at Sturges.
"Uh...General?" Sturges asked, looking a little wierded out. "Are you okay?"
Well, the thing that Sturges was holding. In a swift motion, The General swiped the short hunting rifle from Sturges hands.
"Ummmm..." Sturges blinked. "Ooookay."
"Here," The General pressed an institute rifle which was clearly heavily upgraded and several full clips taped to the frame. "This is yours now. Enjoy."
"...thank you?" Sturges said, looking at his new present with confusion.
"General what about-" Preston began.
"We'll leave in at least...three hours. Four tops."
-Three and a half hours later-
"I'VE DONE IT!" Came the triumphant shout within Red Rocket's Garage.
Preston and Piper both looked up as the Garage door opened, showing the General, perfectly clean, in his General's uniform, sans hat, with his Laser Musket strapped to his back and in his hand was the hunting rifle.
Or what used to be the hunting rifle.
The gun barrel and ammunition casing had been disposed of and the wooden frame had been uniformly sanded down to a smaller size. In the place of the barrel was what looked like a miniature version of a laser musket mounted there, with what seemed to be winder at the end, much like a revolvers hammer.
"Check it out," The General said with a too pleased grin on his face. With a stroke of his thumb along the winder on the back, a sharp whirring droned in the air and the clear chamber glowed, with a beam being connected to the end. Just like it's larger cousin. He took aim at a nearby target which was nailed to a tree. He fired at the target, and with a higher pitched zoom of the laser musket, the target disintegrated.
"Wow," Preston said with an approving nod.
"I call it...the Laser Flintlock!" The General looked at it with a manic pride one could only get if they were a mad scientist. "It's the Minuteman's new sidearm. In contrast to it's insanely strong and ammo guzzling older brother, this little girl isn't nearly as strong but it has literally infinite ammo!"
"That's actually pretty cool," Preston said with growing appreciation. "This'll help with a lot of logistical problems the Minutemen face, since we'll always have a weapon at our side and won't be so reliant on ammo."
"Exactly," The General said smugly. He holstered his new creation. "Now lets go kill some raiders. Again."
"Right behind ya Blue," Piper said with a large grin.
Laser Flintlock: Basically, a hunting rifle with a shrunken down wooden base and a Laser Musket barrel in place of the original metal gun barrel and magazine. Instead of the traditional crank used by the laser musket, it has a 'wind-up' wheel in the back that when spun by the users thumb makes a sound much like a toy when wound up before it goes anywhere.
It also has infinite ammo, but will only fire the amount of shots cranked. The maximum is discussed below.
Base Stats and mods are subject to change based on Feedback and at the discretion of the modder.
Base Damage: 15
Notable Mods: Crank numbers:
Two-Crank: Cranks 2 shots.
Three-Crank: Cranks 3 shots.
Four Crank: Cranks 4 shots.
Two-Burst Crank: Cranks 2 shots at once.
Three-Burst Crank: Cranks 3 shots at once.
Four-Burst Crank: Cranks 4 shots at once.
Other mods: As pistol and laser musket where otherwise applicable.
Feats for Modding: Definitely want Gun Nut and at least one rank of SCIENCE before being able to mod the weapon to extensively. Modder's discretion, especially in case of game balance, in encouraged.
Feedback and news of anyone taking up the project would be greatly appreciated!