Adolf Hamster

i dunno, no matter how much you push the envelope it'll still be stationary...... can't figure out spoiler tags so here's another essay for everyone to scroll past and not read: whilst we are all well aware of the events of Cinderella, her encounter with the fairy godmother and marrying a handsome prince. what is not well known is after the somewhat unconventional events of her youth her life was mostly unremarkable, serving as the roles of attentive wife to her husband who by dint of being a second child never had the chance to take up the crown. however happily ever after only lasts so long and eventually the prince died, a peaceful death but a tragedy nonetheless leaving Cinderella a widow whose common upbringing saw her shipped off out of the royal court to live the rest of her days in quiet solitude. it is here one day, we find Cinderella, time having taken its toll, an old woman sitting in her rocking chair on the porch of a little cottage, quietly knitting while a cat she'd taken to calling bob rested contently on the windowsill. as she's sitting there, her mind idly wondering, she finds herself thinking about time, and how after life seemed to be so much shorter these days. suddenly there's a gentle tinkling noise, subtle, but a noise that nonetheless cut through the silence like a razor and went straight into her mind. there it swooshed it's way through memories almost forgotten to the mists of time until, there. that was it. she looks up "it's been a long time" she says, as if greeting an old friend. "indeed my child it has" replies the fairy godmother "why have you come?" asks Cinderalla calmly. "you have lived a long and exemplary life" says the godmother "your charitable works and your political campaigns to aid those in need have been a shining beacon of hope for the poor of this land. and yet the king has so callously cast you out for fear of some imagined shame it might bring to his house" "the king has his ways, but he is not so bad" replies Cinderalla "that is as may be, but by way of recompense, i would once again like to offer you 3 wishes. is there anything your heart still yearns for?" Cinderella sits there quitely, pondering this opportunity, the wisdom of age tempering the youthful memories seeing the godmother again had stirred. eventually she speaks "the king is not so bad, and my life here is quiet and peaceful, but with time the maintenance of this place has become too much for me and it would be so very handy to pay some local men from the village to fix it up again" "certainly my dear" says the fairy godmother, and with a flick of her arm and a somewhat underwhelming "poof", the world seemed unchanged. silence decended, but not normal silence, this silence was louder than usual because a noise that had been there before was now gone- the creaking of the rocking chair had ceased for it was no longer made of wood, but solid gold. "what is your second wish?" asks the fairy godmother again cinderella ponders getting to her feat and pacing slowly around the room. "you know, i can't remember a time now when there wasn't some creaking in my bones, fog in my sight or pain in my joints. i'd like to feel the energy of youth again, if only for a day" again the subtle flick of the wand, only this time the magic is so much more dramatic as a swirling fog envelops Cinderella hiding her from view. when the fog clears cinderella is once again young, her mind unchanged yet she stood the picture of radiant beauty and youth she had been the last time she crossed paths with the fairy godmother. "and your third wish?" asks the fairy godmother once again the response is delayed, but this time it is not caused by careful contemplation. the funny thing about minds is how like water fills a glass and takes it shape so too does thought fill a body. Cinderella, remembering a long life well lived but with feelings long since forgotten now stirring points to the cat and says "this stray has been my faithful companion for many years, i love him like i once loved my dear prince charming, could you transform him into a kind and handsome young man like you once did with those mice?" "of course" says the fairy godmother the cat, sensing attention half-opens an eye to survey the room. his gaze somewhat distracted when once again the flick of the want, the swoosh of fog, and a gentle "poof" as the fairy godmother dissappears. before the fog even clears clears the cat, now a grown man naked as the day he was born, emerges sweeping cinderella up into his arms with a grace that would ordinarily take years of ballet training to acheive. he stares deep into Cinderella's eyes and leans down as if to kiss her, but instead he gently whispers: "i bet now you're wishing you hadn't had me neutered"

if by forget you mean "develop stress based amnesia" then yes, yes i will forget, ummmm, what am i talking about again?

But do we have to buy the one to begin with??

i'm assuming so, he said he'd replaced the nozzle assembly which suggests a new float valve too?

should be easy enough to check, drop the hammer than lock the slide back and look to see if the knocker is resetting. that wouldn't give low fps though, just mag venting.

Imma say 2 words that will change your life: Dental pick

The tube has 2 pins and 1 spring that pushes between them. The front pin normally doesnt come out on its own but the spring and rear pin jump out the moment you pull the safety out.

He means dont shoot anything breakable in your house

The pin in the middle? Looks like the detent for the safety- theres the bar on the side of the frame with 2 detents and a spring, the front detent puts tension on the slide catch the rear one (which normally escapes) puts tension on the safety.

Yep, tis a recurring theme sadly. But suppose they couldnt make it too easy for us, spoil the fun lol.

Fair enough. It can be quite tricky as for some reason these things are designed for people who apparently have double the normal number of fingers to hold everything in-place.

If it were me i'd take the trigger mech apart and check everything's running smooth and clean, no bits of grit etc binding things up. But 1911 style triggers can be a bit of a bear to work with (well, most pistol triggers are a bear to work with).

Hmm. Nozzle include a new float valve? Because that would have been my next suspect. Light strikes could be a few things, mag position (forward/back rather than up/down as i mentioned before) for example i had to space the front of the magwell in the dragonuv because of that issue although less likely on a pistol. Could also be the knocker is damaged, especialy cheap pot metal and a high round count where it mushrooms from repeated strikes. Or the hammer spring is weak/the hammer is binding (might be the knocker binding too) and not falling with full authority. This would be compounded with say using a higher pressure gas such as black gas in warm weather. Unfortunately this is pushing to the edge of my knowledge with gbb, normally i'll keep a pistol stock aside from the hop/barrel/piston head and the rest i just keep clean, lubricated and free to move as they should.

Subtlety is the hardest art to learn.

ahh, outsourcing the problem. suppose it makes sense, you presumably pull the pressure bearing components (barrel and bolt) anyway to do the conversion so once it's done no longer a firearm.

hnnnngg...... out of interest what's the legality with that kind of conversion? i'm not massively well versed in the subject but i'm guessing converting from a de-ac isn't viable and surely licensing a functional gun (even if for the purposes of conversion) isn't going to fly for a machine gun under uk law?

now that is a hell of a tasty bit of kit.

can we get a second for that? preferably from someone weilding the banhammer. don't wanna go full frankie boyle and end up getting yeeted.....

only because you didn't immediately call for banning after me last one. if we're doing jokes do we have any limit as to how dark/offensive/filthy they get or is it a case of let her rip?

so a man decides to go for a sunday afternoon drive. as he's driving along down a windy country road enjoying the scenery a rabbit suddenly darts out of the hedge just ahead of him. he's not daydreaming so much as to take his eyes off the road he spots it and swerves to avoid hitting it, but alas it's too late and he feels the thump thump as his car hits the animal. he slams on the brakes in shock screeching to a halt while his mind catches up with events. he gets out of the car, and being an animal lover he's horrified to see the twisted body of the rabbit lying a few dozen yards back in the road. he approaches slowly, realizing there is nothing he can do for the poor animal he breaks out in tears, his afternoon ruined. then another car comes around the corner, a low-slung sports car. seeing him in the road the driver stops and gets out- a beautiful young woman with long blonde hair "whatever's the matter" she asks him, her voice laced with concern. "it's all my fault, i'm a horrible person, i killed the rabbit" the man mutters through his sobbing. the woman looks around, now spotting the mangled ex-rabbit in the road "don't worry" she says comfortingly, reaching into her handbag and pulling out a spray can. she then proceeds to spray the entire contents of the can onto the hare. to the mans shock the rabbit twists and contorts back into a lifelike shape, suddenly springing up full of life. the rabbit raises a paw in the air almost like it was waving at the pair of them. the rabbit then hops off, apparently unfazed by it's recent ordeal, every few yards it stops and raises its paw as before as if to wave goodbye. it keeps doing this until finally it crests a nearby hillock and dissappears reality descends again and the man turns to the woman in confusion "what the hell was that you just did?" he asked, incredulous at this miraculous turn of events. the woman simply hands him the empty can, he takes it and glances at the label which reads: "hair spray- restores life to dead hair and adds wave" plz no ban.....

went to the optician the other day. been a while thanks to lockdown. ran through the usual tests but he seemed increasingly concerned as it went on. eventually when it was done he simply sighed. "what's wrong?" i asked "bad news i'm afraid" he replied "oh dear, can i see the results?" i asked with increasing concern in my voice he answered "i don't think so".....

*shudders* a note for new players- most folks won't judge you for having a 2-toned gun, it's a necessary evil and we get not everyone wants to serve their time renting. an orange m4, ak, g36 or mb01 isn't going to raise any eyebrows. but 2-tone something rare and shiny and it's a different story.....

[negative airsoft] so installs the gate control software except it didn't, won't install again and windows be like "nope, no software here" fuuuuuuu so installs the beta software this actually works, yay installs usb drivers updates firmware sets up gun, calibrating sensors n shit plugs in battery motor moves about half a mm "beeeep" fu titan plugs back into pc no sector gear and over current [/negative airsoft] considering i knew this shit was coming, someone wanna remind me exactly why i thought this was a good idea? sorted now, it was just too impatient to wait for the sector to do a full rotation apparently.....

urgh, now i remember why i'm not a fan of the titan. may be great when it's up and working but man that's a lot of cashmonies sitting very close to a lot of things that need *ahem* persuasion to get sat in. it does, although tbh trigger pull in and of itself isn't really the problem i'm wanting to solve.

shouldn't be getting semi lockup on a warfet? main reason i'm doing it, as frivolous as it sounds, is literally because when you fire a burst in auto, switch back to semi and it doesn't have precock...... well, that and i'm extraordinarily bored. yep, because i missed the feeling of being "that guy" now i don't run hpa any more.....