The idea for this is simple - a firearm that, when fired, instead of launching a bullet, instead teleports a random bullet-sized volume of the user's biomass from their body and fires that out of the barrel with the kinetic energy of a bullet (I'm currently trying to decide whether or not to have the projectile anomalously have the same effect as a conventional bullet).
The effect is that it doesn't do anything a normal gun doesn't do, but it, in addition, also hurts you. Maybe it takes a chunk of body fat and you get off with some internal bleeding. Maybe it takes half an eyeball and gruesomely blinds you. Maybe it takes a piece of gray matter and kills you on the spot. The idea is that this skip was made by a pacifist anartist to rather dramatically demonstrate their belief that war is an inherently self-destructive and ultimately suicidal endeavour. Some get off easier than others, but in the end everyone who's involved in violent conflict loses a part of themselves.
A big influence on this idea of mine is my irritation that damn near every anartist that appears on this site is connected to AWCY in some way. It strikes me as ludicrous that every last artist in the entire (anomalous) world would associate with a single organisation/group, especially given how anarchistic anartists (and oftentimes real artists) tend to be. It's a big world, there ought to be thousands, at the very least, of anart groups and collectives and whatnot, and countless more anartists who aren't affiliated with a group at all.
With this skip, I hope to be able to tell a story about the creator, an anartist who wanted to distance themselves from AWCY and its influence, and hopefully shine some light on the world of anart beyond AWCY, or perhaps why we see so little of that world.
I envision the gun as being a military rifle from the interwar period (1918-1931), as that way I can explore, at least a little, the history of the anart community and use the historical moment the artist was operating in to add thematically-appropriate context and hopefully a dissonant mixture of historical foreshadowing and irony.
(This is my first foray into writing here, so I'm admittedly fairly nervous about getting off on the right foot. It took a while to understand the guides on how to navigate the bureaucracy, but my understanding is that this is the best place to get my start as a writer here. Here's hoping I make a good impression and get some reviewers' blessings.)










