"A laser rifle, a cannon, tranquilizer gun...bowling ball launcher- I don't know if that counts though..."

Donnie shifts his balance, holding his hand out to the side. There's a purple glow that stretches out, tracing lines in the air, parts, it seems, the intricate inner workings of a weapon before they're housed by equally glowing panels that hide them away. It doesn't take but a few seconds for it to build, and then he holds up the stylized rifle.

"At least I don't need to worry about ammo when I do this, but...it's only as good as I can maintain the focus for. I guess I could eventually build something, but I'd need parts and time. Otherwise it seems the most available are the bullet kind of guns," he notes as he gestures towards the one the cyborg corpse hangs onto.