Outervention

If “nostalgia” means 360 no-scoping Humans one head at a time, consider this your time machine.

The barrel is a ripped-out gas pipe - bent, heavy, but it shoots straight. When real optics ran out, someone welded on an old food can and called it a sight. If the target fits, you pull the trigger. The stock comes from a torn bike seat off a dead motorcycle, built to soak up recoil on long shots. A strip of cloth wrapped underneath keeps the heat down and your hands steady. The grip is a butcher’s knife hilt, reused because nothing else was left.