Where did you come up with such an idea? Never heard of it before, yet it's clearly an important idea to consider.
Hmm this turns out long. Maybe you should skip my entire post. Probably took less time to think it than write it
When discussing stabilizing the gun, I vaguely pictured some crazy thing with ropes. Mainly only thought of it abstractly: maintaining muzzle to target, within some tolerance
Then you caught me by asking what I exactly I meant. Not wanting to seem glib, I imagined possibilities until we got something feasible. A metal cage felt too much effort and materials. I imagined those guys with a basement workshop telling me that. So what's more minimal to constrain shotgun and maybe body?
The basement engineer in my head has vises attached to a solid stable table. I didn't like scratching the gun, maybe irrationally, so cloth seemed to be nice. And I didn't like there was too little contact from vise to shotgun. Cloth could increase the contact. How thick? I don't know. Maybe I'm completely wrong about the cloth, some basement workshoppers in my head offhandedly argued that maybe it'll make things theoretically worse, and I should admit I'm actually just being aesthetic about shotgun paint jobs. And wasting energy about resale value
The stock and trigger were annoying, always hitting the table before the muzzle. The skilled self-assassin in my head said assassins turn the tool upside down. The orientation was no longer relevant in this context. And that frankly, it'd be nice to have a system with two shotguns, each aimed at a dense collections of neurons: in the head and stomach
How does consciousness work after only one of them is obliterated? Earlier, I took a psychedelic to ask my unconscious what exploding my brain would be like. It responded by experiencing a decentralized mist of consciousness, the individual parts growing mentally dim, dissipating like mist. But we didn't consider the stomach, because we wanted to die too soon to complicate matters
I still don't entirely know if the last experience subjectively stretches on forever. That's why I'd use a shotgun if dying alone. It lets me mold my mind -- then instantly self-destruct. But dying in a suicide pact is different
Later, I felt I imagined you buying a shotgun and getting annoyed at me that the sliding pump got in the way of the vises. I forgot to mention that you should take care to buy a shotgun keeping the vises in mind. Probably a longer muzzle and convenient ammo loading/ejection port? Maybe doesn't matter, but keep it in mind
After all, buying the Mossberg 500 shotgun is usually a mistake, because the muzzle doesn't fit conveniently in the mouth
But how to go the extra distance and stabilize my body? Maybe stabilizing the shotgun was enough. But why not go the extra distance? After all, the spine is kind of a thin target
The basement workshopper was saying a metal frame was unnecessary work. So I imagined myself just pushing my stomach on the muzzle, also leaning my hip on the side of the table. Maybe positioning the muzzle further back so it's more comfortable, I don't know
I might get tired from standing, without realizing why. Draining my mind while I try molding it into its final state. A chair would be nice. Then realized people's legs might get wobbly with anxiety. Then realized a chair also constrains my body. How? Up and down. Unless it sucks and breaks. I wondered then about side-to-side, but then the skilled self-assassin said I was going too overboard. If I really cared, fine, rig something up with the chair arms. Or whatever. So it felt too unimportant to spend more time on it