*dives off of the clocktower and double-assassinates the 2 FBI agents by spinning near the speed of sound with my blades extended as I pass between the, shredding them to pieces and burrowing into the ground beneath them, then reappearing back at the roof of the clocktower wearing nothing but a large, dark, warm cloak wrapped around me and my wuffie*
How long are those daggers, to cut people in half with?
*presses button, one and a half dozen mannequins appear, spaced around the room*
*looks at them for fifteen seconds*
*swings scythe, impaling mannequin through the stomach, swings it in a wide arc, tearing it in half and decapitating two more statues, flips weapon so blade is in line with handle, cleaves a statue in two from top to bottom, leaps over another and does cuts another in half from above, lands, returns blade to regular position, swings scythe in arc over head, cleaving another mannequin in half, the point of the blade entering the top of its head, spins around 720 degrees, cutting 3 more mannequins into three pieces each, grabs another statue with blade, swings it at antoher mannequin, crushing them together, flips blade out again, impales mannequin, drives it into the ceiling, removes blade from handle and connects it to the gauntlet, punches another statue in the face, driving the 4-foot blade straight through it, pulls large kinfe form belt, drives it and scythe blade into the gut of another mannequin and tears it apart, throws knife at statue, hitting it in the eye, replaces scythe blade on handle, begins spinning scythe by my side, cleaving another statue in half from bottom to top, leaps into the air, flips scythe blade out and impales another mannequin, cleaves last mannequin in ghalf after a fill 360 spin*
*presses button as a field of about 300 mannequins appears in front, irregularly spaced in the breadth of about 20 paces wide and and over the length of 50 yards*
Not to brag or anything, but my skills defy the laws of physics at the best of times.
*Swings my Diamond-Edged No-Dachi horizontally in front of me within the blink of an eye, and then sheathes it.*
Wait for it, wait for it.... Damn, this would be so much cooler if I could accurately replicate the living body's complex assembly of veins, organs, arteries, and blood pressure.
*the mannequins explode in a splintery explosion of wood, metal, and stone as they're constructed at random in my own style of replicating Fred Phelps' and other assorted bigots' likenesses, when a flying Fred Phelps head smacks into my outstretched palm and shatters into stone flakes*