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From The Encyclopedia of Pointless
Against your better judgment, you decide to remove your left arm.
First you try by getting a good grip on you forearm just below the elbow and pushing as hard as you can. This is incredibly painful, and you can hear your tendons strain, but you can't quite manage to separate your arm. This comes as somewhat of a surprise, since you always sort of figured you could do it if you really wanted to.
With a shrug you draw your sword and work the tip of the blade into your shoulder socket, prying it out. After that it's a quick couple of slices to sever the muscles and tendons above and below the shoulder joint and your arm falls to the ground with a wet thud.
At this point two things suddenly surge to the forefront of your mind. First, you realize this entire process was blindingly painful, and that you will panic shortly. Unfortunately you never get to address the second thing because you start panicking. This mostly involves running in circles and screaming your head off. Eventually you slip on a large puddle of your own blood and slam your head on a rock, knocking you into oblivion.
- Awaken hours later, covered in dried blood.
- No Option Yet!
- I don't see this ending well.
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