Kinetic Rocket Launcher: Name: The Final Shape Ammo type: Primary Blast Radius: 40 Velocity: 80 Stability: 80 Handling: 46 Reload Speed: 25 RPM: 140 Magazine size: 550 “Nieces, nephews, my son, and daughters— my brother, sister, all vanquished. You truly are the master of our own damned Logic. Aiat.” — Savathûn, the Witch-Queen, to the Young Wolf. Intrinsic Perk — Mother Morph: This weapon cannot be loaded with heavy ammo. This weapon has no reserves. Maximum pickup per ammo brick is 50. Holding reload while this weapon’s magazine is full will consume the magazine and load five rockets. Legendary Trait — Osmium Armoury: While aiming down sights, this weapon fires quickly and accurately. This weapon can be fired from the hip to release a spiralling stream burst of Shrieker projectiles that consumes one rocket. Exotic Catalyst — Guardian Logic: Melee and grenade ability kills while this weapon is equipped with generate some ammo into the magazine. Hidden Perk — Harnessed Syzygy: Landing direct hits with all five rockets or one full burst of Shrieker projectiles on an enemy will detonate clusters of large cursed explosions around that enemy. Lore: “Nieces, nephews, my son, and daughters— my brother, sister, all vanquished. You truly are the master of our own damned Logic. Aiat.” — Savathûn, the Witch-Queen, to the Young Wolf. Imagine the fifty-two moons of Fundament lining up in the sky. (It wouldn’t take all fifty-two, of course: just a few massive moons. But this is my deepest fear.) Imagine their gravity pulling on the Fundament sea, lifting it into a swollen bulge... Imagine that bulge collapsing as the syzygy passed. A wave big enough to swallow civilizations. A God-Wave. ~ [Savathûn] will go off to be alone (she insists she must be alone) and return with some mad idea — steer into the storm, throw down a net, eat that strange beast, explore that menacing wreck.
Shooting it should kill you.