a weapon that fires a destructive beam of energy
Well it was for me that, in obedience to Hul Jok’s imperative command, I was holding my Blastor pointing ahead of me; for as I blundered full upon the monstrosity it upheaved its ugly bulk—how I do not know, for I saw no legs nor did it have wings—to one edge and would have flopped down upon me, but instinctively I slid forward the catch on the tiny Blastor, and the foul thing vanished—save for a few fragments of its edges—smitten into nothingness by the vibration hurled forth from that powerful little disintegrator.
Blast out the lakes and canals—whittle down the peaks and mounds with atomic blasters—file them into the shape of gigantic buildings.
One slender hand clung near a singular jewel, like a great white snow crystal, that hung from her throat. And the other, with a practiced and familiar grip, held a barytron blaster of the newest legion design. An unwilling little glisten had come into the violet eyes. Her blond head flung angrily. She caught her breath, and lifted the barytron blaster. Its bright tube pointed straight between his shoulders. He would never even know.
He reached casually into his pocket and pulled out a blued-steel automatic blaster.
‘Thank God for the blasters!’ The blasters are those beams of ravening destruction which take care of recalcitrant meteorites in a spaceship’s course when the deflectors can’t handle them.
You might bring a blaster, but what we’ll mostly need is light, I think.
When the blasters ceased their effort, the unkillable thing remained standing.
They had beaten off the Greenies’ rush after the ship’s nose blaster had gone dead on them.
Han Hocus-pocus religions and ancient weapons are no substitute for a good blaster at your side.
The younger man surrendered the blaster.
Kang stood and deliberately removed his blaster, placing it in the drawer and thumbing the lock.
A blaster, despite its name, does not ‘blast’ in the proper sense of the term. It vaporizes and blows out an interior and—if anything—causes an implosion.
More recent interpretations from the designers limit Death or Glory attempts to models actually struck by the tank, so placement within your unit of that blaster or meltagun is important!
A collection for thoughtful readers who want more than blazing blasters in their SF.
He reached into his coat, and his fingers closed around something that gleamed. I panicked, thinking he was going to draw a blaster.
Nictzin Dyalhis, When the Green Star Waned
(Earliest cite in the OED: 1950)
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