You think it would be interesting how you would handle life without your arms. After hyping yourself up a bit, you grab the sword in your left hand, take a deep breath and let the sword cleave through your right shoulder.
You look over to the sword in your hand, and are confused for a moment,"Why am I pointing the sword to my right side? Wasn't I gonna cut off my arm to see how I'd do without my one hand?" You decide to ignore the dissonance and follow through with the plan and wedge the sword into your only arm, but can't push it all the way through. You come up with an idea to shove your shoulder against the wall to help get the sword to complete the cut. As the sword slows to a crawl, you luck out as gravity helps the sword complete the cut and it slides off your new armless body, clanging loudly on the floor.
A familiar confusion hits you as you question why your nose is smushed against the wall and the sword is on the ground, "what happened? Did I slam into the wall? I really hope that wasn't a concussion. AAAUUGH!!! I thought I had this under control!" You stomp your foot in anger as you try to readjust. Soon you remember what you were gonna do with the sword! "Oh right! I must've tripped trying to pick this thing up, it's not really designed for feet, big oversight." You continue your obviously original plan of trying out the sword by cutting off your legs, as you correctly(?) grasp the sword with your toes, you carefully align the edge of the blade against your left thigh and...
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