Not a knife, but still a good weapon...
This is Jenny, my other body, with her sword. Mine is identical, of course.
Just me an' my knife...
And my machete....
And Sara's knife.
Anyone know where to get a scabbord? Tell me!
My own personal weapons go thusly: I've got a sword just like Jenny's, that's why we bought 'em together; two daggers of which I soon hope to have pictures; a cheap flimsey machete; a belt knife from when my daddy was a Boy Scout; a blowgun from Jenny for Valantine's day; one arrow with broadheads; and an eight foot stick. Cower in terror, mortal.
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