Weapon Ring
The Weapon Ring is a Magic Item that can convert other wise mundane into more effective and recognizable weapons. Anything reconfigured counts as a magic item like the ring.<ref name=":7"/>
Use of the item can deplete it, such as if it contains liquid,<ref name=":5"/> eventually rendering it useless.<ref name=":2"/>
Particulars
| Resource | Weapon |
|---|---|
| Books<ref name=":0">She touched a dictionary, swiping her hand to one side. The papers scattered, folding and consolidated into a sword shape. [...] Lucy speared a toy she’d placed at the edge of the bed. The point of the rapier-like blade sank in with no resistance. She made a motion like she was tossing the sword upward, and the papers scattered, unfolding, and landed in order, the cover landing last. Dictionary reassembled. - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.8</ref> |
Paper sword |
| Wooden box<ref name=":1">Lucy repeated the process, this time with a wooden box. The wooden parts came apart, folded, reshaped, and settled around her hand, like a pair of brass knuckles, but heavier, larger, and made of ornate wood. A space was left out for the ring. - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.8</ref> | Wooden Knuckles |
| Carbonated Aluminum Cans<ref name=":2">Cupping her hand over a can of soda, Lucy moved it slowly from one end to the other, the other hand holding the can, grip rearranging as the shape changed. When she moved the hand with the ring away, her other hand held a small handgun in gleaming aluminum, with the same color scheme as the off-brand soda can. [...] Lucy tossed the gun away, toward the ruins of the can, and Verona had a glimpse of the weapon foaming violently, dripping soda onto Lucy’s legs and arm, and onto the film-covered bed and cobwebby floor. [...] “I think that was one shot,” Lucy said. “Spent everything. Might be worth keeping in mind.” “I didn’t think it’d be a legit gun! I thought it’d fire a BB or the tab of the can or something!” “I thought it’d need to be loaded with real ammo,” Lucy said, eyes wide. She took the wet towel and wiped her arm and legs. “Thank you.” - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.8</ref><ref name=":3">Lucy gripped the can. Sea Cucumber, which was a carbonated seaweed and cucumber drink in actuality. Avery had bought it, handing it to Verona in hopes Verona would drink it without checking the brand. No luck. Lucy had kept it as a vile thing the goblins might like, or as a possible use of her ring. She slipped on the weapon ring and ran her hand along the can. - Excerpt from Cutting Class 6.1</ref> |
One Shot Gun |
| Cloak<ref name=":4">She let go of the cloak, then moved her arm, reaching out. The cloak reached out, roughly matching her arm. The end of it formed into a claw shape, matching the positioning of her hand. She experimented, swiping at the air, using a cloth arm that ended in a claw. It moved violently enough that it made the whooshing noise like when she swung a tennis racket or baseball bat. “You’re ridiculous, you know that, right?” Lucy asked. “What? Ridiculous why?” Verona asked. She pulled off the ring. She felt her cloak flutter as it returned to normal, dropping down to hang normally. - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.8</ref> |
Claw |
| Pen<ref name=":5">Bags in place. Tools and weapons in hand. Lucy used the ring and hot lead to draw out a pen to spear form. [...] Lucy’s pen spear was dripping blue ink down its length. She sat there, her back to the wall, waiting for the crash, the shout, the whatever, that would set off this whole situation. She pulled the pen from her pocket, touching it to the ring, and flicked it out to its full length, a four-foot spear, like crystal, with a brassy head and a channel of black running through its core. The hot lead John had given them burned hotter against her palm. The spear point swept near boy-Guilherme, who turned his body sideways, his shoulder bumping the shaft. [...] She tossed the spear into the air, and it became a pen. She caught it, slapping it into place so it rested against the back of the hand with the ring and against the palm of the other hand. Whipping it out, she had a shorter blade. One she could swing a few times in short succession. - Excerpt from Out on a Limb 3.8</ref><ref name=":8">“Stop!” Lucy shouted. She didn’t have hook, knife, or gun. So she drew a weapon with the weapon ring, turning a pen into a rapier blade. - Excerpt from Back Away 5.1</ref> |
Spear, short blade or rapier |
| Papers<ref name=":6">She pulled out papers. Probably homework. The hot lead smouldered against one corner of the page as she flicked it out. A large fan, with the letters of whatever had been printed on the paper as a serrated black edge. - Excerpt from Out on a Limb 3.8</ref> | Battle fan |
| Phone<ref name=":7">She flicked her phone, and it unfolded into a black fan, edge tipped with broken glass. She held it by her leg, hidden from sight, in case there was a bystander. Magic items and magically created items tended to get weird when innocents saw them, and things created from the weapon ring counted. - Excerpt from Back Away 5.1</ref> | Battle fan |
Chronology
It's origin is unknown.
It was gifted form Miss to Lucy<ref>Lucy knelt, reached into the grass, and picked up a ring. It looked awkward, with a long, narrow bit built into it.
“What is it?”
“A gift for the now. For your protection. Wear the ring, draw it and your hand along any object. You’ll have a weapon at hand. Be aware this costs something, and if you do not have a source of power at hand, it will drink a bit of the Kennet Others and a great deal of you.”
“Of my… Self?”
“Less of your Self and more of your blood, your personal power. Your strength.”
“So I’ll have a weapon and I’ll be in too bad a shape to fight?”
“That is a risk.” - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.7</ref> It is typically powered by Hot Lead, as otherwise to user can be to weak to use it.
Lucy would learn how to use her Self to power it.
<ref>She focused on her Self, that she’d been trying to shore up as a power source. A bit of glamour, and then the weapon ring.
She turned the can into a gun. She swayed slightly in the aftermath of it.
“Careful,” John whispered. - Excerpt from Back Away 5.1</ref>
Trivia
- In the right hands anything is a weapon, this just makes it easier and harder.
References
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