>Realize that those weapons are all just terribly made toys you bought from a nearby store.
I am struck with the thought that my Amazing Wall of Weaponry may simply be filled with playthings, rather than actual weaponry. Somehow purchased by myself without my knowing. Glancing at the scar on my hand I gained as a result of a mishap with one of them, I deduce that, if they are toys, they are incredibly kickass ones.
>Right, get some nasty weed from the cheapest drug dealer you know, then start selling it to young children, round the age of ten. We need money.
I find my lack of weed disturbing. More of the substance must be obtained! I do know drug dealers who may be able to supply me with a rather vile batch of the stuff. Unfortunately, I have no idea where they live, or how much they would charge for their wares(friend-of-a-friend type connections, you see). Looks like my dreams of bestowing it upon the young for cash will have to be put on hold.
>Realize that those weapons are all just terribly made toys you bought from a nearby store.
This, then reach into the mirror and pull out your real weapon. The Really Cool Sword. Or is it a spear? You can't quite remember which it is.
I turn back toward my Amazing Wall of Weaponry, "Sorry, friends of blunt and blade. But today, I shall need a weapon of a different sort." I then grab a handheld mirror I had laying around...
"wait...what the hell am I doing?", I ask myself as I prepare to reach into said mirror. "I almost forgot to pull my sleeve up!". After a quick adjustment of clothing, I reach into the depths of the mirror, and grab something pointy. I begin to lift the object out of the mirror, and find that it is in fact a large spearhead! And what's this? It's connected to a spearshaft! What luck!
Ignoring the considerable amount of blood pouring from my hand as a result of gripping the enigmatic spearhead, I begin to pull the rest of the spear from the depths of the mirror. It seems to be made of some type of metal, but unlike any I've encountered before. The shaft is covered in glowing engravings of some language I am unable to decipher, and, tied near the base of the spearhead, are long flowing bands of some unknown cloth, colored red and black.
After pulling several feet of the spear through the mirror, It becomes much harder to progress as I notice I have put a nice hole in the ceiling of my Base of Operations. Setting the mirror on the floor, I am able to pull the rest of the weapon out of it. To my surprise, there is the blade of a sword at its end! This isn't a mystical and mysterious mirror spear at all, it's a mystical and mysterious mirror spearsword! It has to be at least ten feet in length, and it makes a cool 'fwoosh' sound when I move it. Groovy.
Name: D.Z.A.
Sex: Male
Age: 16
Badassery Level: High.
Location:Base of Operations.
Inventory: Pocket lint, Unnamed mystical and mysterious mirror spearsword.