it is my duty as the professor of star zed to protect the young children among the ranks. it is also my duty to train them to become the best fighters in later years. just something to consider...
i also am pleased to announce, my daughter, rookie, has become an aforementioned warrior. now, for those that don't know, warrior ceremonies include choosing their weapons.
young children in the rank receive a non-lethal weapon, like a shiv, or a machete, when they learn to walk.
they are taught how to use them, the dangers of using them incorrectly, and how to maintain and keep a hold of their melee weapons.
when they reach ten or eleven, they receive a fire arm. if they choose a shotgun, a silenced machine gun, a modified ak-57, an assault rifle, or a short-ranged rifle, they are considered a warrior. if they chose a ling-ranged rifle, a sniper rifle, a hunter's rifle, or a grenade launcher, they are deemed an assassin. warriors and assassins are trained to use all weapons, so that none feel under or over powered.
depending on which weapon they chose, not only does it separate being a warrior or assassin, they are given a shoulder holster specifically designed for their weapon of choice that slings onto their back. mothers have the honor to strap these holsters on.
depending how man of which pistols they chose for side arms, they receive the needed holsters for those. the side arm holsters fit onto the belt portion of their back holster. fathers have the honor of attaching the side arm holsters.
finally, the munition bandoleer is attached that slips into a small groove on the front of the holster. the munition bandoleer is three inches by two feet, and the munition slips into designated loops that hold the certain ammo for their chosen weapon. the last inch and a half is designated for medals and trinkets. i have the honor to attach the munition bandoleer.
then, the now-announced warrior fires three slugs into the air from their designated weapon, signifying their transformation into warriors.
usually, the only shots fired are the ones the warriors/assassins firing their slugs, but rookie's, how ever, had me sniped in the head, and when martin livingsdale tried to help me, just as the mutinous creep fired her next shot, shredded one arm, and mutilated the other. now he has cybernetic augmentations because he lost one arm above the wrist, and another at the shoulder. what a way to get your first purple heart
my daughter rookie chose a modified ak-57 assault rifle and two magum .557 caliber heavy artillery pistols, deeming her a warrior. her twin brother just took one magnum, but chose the long-ranged .59 mm hunting rifle. although he was an assasin, he wanted the title of a warrior...
