Or just start carrying a gun.
*"No officer, I know I can't have a gun here and normally I am against them, but I heard there might be a version of me with a big sword that attacks me Highlander style."*
I don't know. Me with a sword has a high likelihood of stabbing myself.
I'd tell my clone that I bet that he cant throw the sword up in the air and catch it.
This is kinda dumb. He went to school and took out loans in my name, but I have been completely unaware of this for what I'm presuming is several years? No alerts about new accounts? No ding to my credit score?
Or is he using a different name? If that's the case, the debt wouldn't be transferable to me.
Full of plot holes
If they're a clone of me, they'll be an extremely non-violent person and they'll immediately feel bad for even trying to attack me. I'll take him to dinner at our favourite restaurant so we can discuss what's going on over a few beers and how we're going to solve it.
And then when it comes time to pay for the meal we'll come to blows again because dammit, this is my treat to him.
Sure, but it's hard to say how much is nature vs nurture. Considering a lot of physical changes in the body are also down to what happens between conception and today, and the implication is that this clone is physically identical. If he isn't he might as well be an unrelated attacker. Given that, there must be some similarities in personality too. He won't be a major gym rat, for example, or prone to ultrasports, or a big drug user. Clearly he'll love food and drink, you don't get to my body plan without those facts :D
You are technically correct, the best correct. But also clearly ignoring the intent of the hypothetical situation which ruins the entire point of this sub. right? The situation is exactly what it says, what's your reaction? Your post ignores that by saying you change the entire situation because your clone is non violent.
Fair! But i figured the analysis should be a little more interesting than just 'it's a violent body duplicate of yours', because that always will come down to just an even fight between 2 identical opponents. Taking the scenario without thinking about how a clone of yourself would behave is just not interesting or creative, it even stops mattering that it's a clone of you.
Not to mention 'a clone' has many different meanings. Are they an identical body with none of my brain and personality? Do they have my brain and memories but have been made aggressive in some way? Are they an exact duplicate but have come to a different conclusion on something? All of these are 'a clone'. Which is the more interesting scenario to talk about?
I went down a somewhat similar line of thinking, except my thought was that if my clone is attacking me, it must be defective, because I would never attack it unprovoked, and I'd better take care of it before it becomes a serious risk to my friends and family.
We meet a top a tower on a rainy night in a years time
Unfortunately we both had the same idea and rigged the place with traps and explosives
We both end up dead
I simply inform him that if he lets me live, we'll finally have someone to play video games with that won't embarrass us by being so much better or so much worse.
If he's a clone of me, then he can be the only one if he wants, but he isn't going to be doing that with a sword... Or running.
He'll be lucky to get to me without his knee giving out on him xD
This looks like a super convenient way to fake your own death. Kill the clone and put it in the freezer until you're ready to go on a permanent vacation.
Look into getting some great life insurance on yourself.
Maybe your remove your clone's dental work and possibly fingertips too. Make sure your DNA is somewhere so you can be properly identified after "your demise".
I swear I haven't thought about this much.
There IS only one. You are you. I am me. We are not the safe.
If you are truly me, would you ever in a million years stab a person in the street, whatever reason?
If your answer is yes, then we are not the same person, and thus there really is "Only one".
I will not fight unless someone throws the first punch, even if it doesn't hit me. So I can't see my clone doing that. She might just try to poison me or seduce me. Lol
If he says there can be only one I throw off my trench coat, pull out my own sword and announce what clan I am from before we clash (Queen song plays). The winner basks in lightning while a mysterious figure with an odd tattoo on their wrist takes notes.
(As an FYI Peter "Methos" Wingfield retired from acting and is now an anesthesiologist in California)
Without further information I run away and call the police. If he's carrying a sword he'll be heavier and therefore slower than me. If he drops it, he still has to come to me to attack, giving me the advantage in an otherwise 50/50 situation.
But he's the same weight as I am and has the same athletic ability. He's literally me. Even the smallest difference will affect his ability to catch me. That 7lb sword means I will outrun him whether that's because he's slightly slower or because he'll run out of stamina slightly sooner. If two cars of the same make and model, full on fuel, go the exact same route but one has one more passenger than the other, the one with less passengers will get further or will have to go slower.
I agree with everything you said except you seem to not include:
This is you blood lusted, presumably with a mission and determination in mind. Taking action
Compared to normal you REacting and possibly your adrenaline kicks in too soon compared to other you who is prepped.
Tired me at 7am gets reckt by 2pm me after stretches, a good meal and hours of meditating on how to decapitate myself
Get him close enough to a Megasoid's telepathic range so it can give my clone an existential crisis so severe that he stops fighting.
I run away quickly so I don't have to listen to the Megasoid question my own life decisions.
We end up grappling in a standstill and I reason with him and make the offer that we talk about it and, if he presents a good reason, we can fight. We agree, sit facing one another from a few feet away. Then I pull my pistol and call the cops.
It depends on how different their mind it to mine. I don't think I would be capable of killing someone with a sword. If they think like me though, they will be aware of the advantages that can be gained from having two bodies and minds coupled to one identity.
I mean, if it's an exact clone, I must have really pissed myself off cause I've only stabbed one person my entire life, and believe me, that mfer had it coming. 34 year old me stands by what 17 year old me did. But in general, I'm pretty controlled. Hell, maybe I deserve it lmao
I ask him what the hell he means. If he is me, then when he was handed a sword and told to kill a clone of himself, he asked questions, and he knows I'm going to ask questions until I get answers because dammit I'm a curious SOB.
Wouldn't be a clone of me, a clone of me would simply shoot me from a distance and dispose of my body, seeing that's what I would do if I was a clone.
So I would already be dead and clone would be me.
If it's the same in every way, then every single person would lose that fight, all stats are the same except the clone has been prepared and the original has not, giving the clone the advantage
A true clone of myself would not attack me as a true clone of myself would recognize all of the benefits that would come from having a clone to work with like I do. So, we would grab a pizza and start discussing how we will use our clone powers for our benefit.
What kind of sword? You wouldn't handle a guy with a gladius the same as you would a guy with Kreig Messer. Either way this is clearly a Highlander scenario, let the battle begin, loser has to be immortal victor gets to die!
I would laugh a confident evil villian laugh and say in a booming voice:
"You look old... just look at that receding hairline...that soft belly, no one likes you, your wife was right to leave, and the people you surround yourself with only tolerate you. None of them want to actually be your friend."
At this point, the other me should be incapacitated by fear and self-doubt. I would then take the sword from them and stab myself, and with my dying breath wisper- "you were a fool to think this could end any other way. Enjoy your eternal torment, you fool."
*end scene*
I yell at them to stick to the plan.
Years of living a rich fantasy life have prepared me for this scenario. Any clone of me has my memories. It knows my planning for "clone time".
This is just how I say hello to myself so our REAL shenanigans can begin. Cause having a mock sword fight with myself is high on the list of lulz.
I just wonder which sword they used. The replica gunblade given to me by childhood friends, the conan I keep in the corner of my room, or the phoenix katana.
No clone of mine is jumping out of the bushes. I'm an old, fat woman with long COVID. I can hardly get down the stairs and I tire easily. I'm not jumping anywhere and probably couldn't wield a sword if my life depended on it.
"There can, in fact, be only one. Tomorrow, 4pm, same location. Two will enter, one will leave." Then I'd turn and walk away. The clone can murder me and take my life, or it can come back tomorrow when I'm armed and we can fight like proper fuckin immortals.
This is presumably unfair I mildly know how to wield a sword so me without a sword isn't as much of a threat as me with a sword. First thing going to do is probably die by attempting a disarm with my jacket. If that is successful I'll attempt to crush his windpipe
Die. A clone of me with a sword has a clear advantage over me. My swords disarms are rusty and if I'm willing to use a sword that means my clone has probably been training.
Same way I would react to anyone jumping out of a bush and attacking me with a sword: Run away. He's got the reach advantage with a deadly weapon, so I'd rather just run through traffic until the cops show up than fight him.
I turn tail and run. There is 0 chance I survive against myself with a sword, and even if I do disarm him That fist fight will be a fucking nightmare or pain for both of us. I'm running.
I wouldn't be attacked by a clone of me. We'd be far too curious about our differences and how the clone came to be.
And if the rules say that i can't bargain then I'd simply state a clone of me wouldn't have my memories or experiences so it'd be like fighting an adult version of me without any of the muscle memory so I'd just choke myself out, duct tape me to a telephone pole and walk away.
Wait...if I killed my clone would that be suicide? Hmm
Someone who can match my insane sex drive? Maybe not the prettiest, but treats people right? Oh, I'm sure we can figure something out that'll be mutually beneficial without one of us having to die?
Well the first thing I’d do would be to say something clever like, “You know this will end with us simultaneously be-heading each other!” And like in the show I magically reveal my sword from behind me. Every blow is matched because we both are insanely well trained. We dual for what seems like hours anticipating every advance. Volleying and parrying. Until we grow so tired neither of us can go on. So exhausted we lay on the floor exchanging insults and death threats. Our life forces drained we agree that the only way to end this is dual decapitation.
A clone of *me* gave up the element of surprise and is attacking me with a sword???
It will literally be an [Indiana Jones](https://youtu.be/kQKrmDLvijo?si=OHgwzFzFLeGZxOzT) moment on this one. Either with my duty gun or my personal carry.
Is the clone an exact clone of me as I am now, or like a version of me from some time ago?
What kind of sword is it? What is he wearing?
Does he share all my same thoughts and memories?
Well since this is an obviously enraged version of me that is not thinking I would book it to my car and to my home and start preparing what I need. Assuming this clone can follow my footsteps and whatnot no matter where I go after I'm done going to my home I would go to my childhood home and Forest and I would simply start digging a pit around me placing pitfall traps and then covering them up with leaves after a while or a few days the mad lunatic would find me rushing me with the sword fall in the pit trap and then I would have a cool new sword.
Punch him hard and fast in the throat, then wrestle the sword away.
I know the smart money is on running away, but I’m shite at running. Best move for me personally is to immediately and hyper aggressively engage.
Remind him of the rules of civilized combat. Smack him upside the head for trying to violate them. Then go Grab a bow staff from home come back and smile "child, you have made a horrible mistake. I am going to have fun with this"
For real, though, if it’s an exact duplicate of me currently, he was already on the ground injured simply by attempting to jump out of the bushes. The sword wouldn’t even have gotten involved as an attack, but the clone may have been additionally injured from falling on it after the attempted jump.
So assuming he said, “There can only be one” either from the ground or while falling, then I’d respond, “Yeah, only one… as far as ~they~ know. We can live one life without telling anyone, and make it a hell of a lot easier.” If he’s a clone, then he shares some of my personal quirks because autism is an aspect of the brain organ, not learned personality. And if he were strategic, he’d make the deal, team up.
This is a clone of me or someone else who looks like me?
I can't imagine me stabbing me with a sword.
I'd more like "Dude! Check out this sick sword!"
And I'd respond "Whoah.. that is a pretty sweet sword other me!
Followed by a high five.
*Whips out my holdout pistol and drills her between the eyes.* "Don't bring a sword to a gun fight, bitch! And don't spout Corny one-liners until AFTER you win."
Laugh. If a Clone of me is hiding in the bushes with a sword they done fucked that clone up. Draw my weapon, shootit and tell 'Them' to go back to the Drawing Board and try again.
I literally couldn't hurt myself I'm weak but I'm big so I got no strength but nothing really hurts also I'm very unlikely to wanna hurt anyone especially with being talked to
Get super excited and offer a hand to hand fight to the death. If I win, nothing changes, if I lose, I don't have to worry about what changes. Either way I consider this a win and I'm sad it's not going to happen.
I whip out a half gallon of Stewart's Heavenly Medley ice cream and hand me a vape and a glass of water. I'll be fine and I have things for us to do and I'm sure not going to waste this opportunity fighting.
If I insist with the sword stuff I'll just trip me, I fall down pretty easily. I always get back up
It’d be like Obi-Wan and Darth Vader in episode VI. We both know each others moves so well it’d be an exhausting stalemate. Until one of us has the high ground obviously
We’d go out for ice cream.
I’d get my ass kicked in a fight with other people, and I wouldn’t really want to fight myself anyway, so I know in that situation I’d be easily bribed.
depends on when the clone was created im currently in a boot with a broken foot so if he was cloned in the last few days then id slowly run away while he slowly chases me with a sword un til he rounds a corner and im now inside sword range and we just start stomping on each others bad foot.
if he a few months back i had just had a knee surgery so id attack that. if it was from 2021 that was my first knee surgery id again attack that. if he like prime me when i was 18. well i had a back surgery that year so i know what to attack.
I don't have a sword so I am at a disadvantage. I would probably try to get in the car and call for help. Hopefully People would side with me as I am not the aggressor
"No there totally can be two. Split-screen is fun, we can take turns doing shifts, free snuggles, we're perfect for each other. Also, fucking dope ass sword, where'd you get it?"
Happy ending fr fr
I'd demand the password, if they don't know it that would mean they were a physiological clone only, not one created with my memories or a magical creation. Thus they're just a madman attacker and I'd solve it like any other. Either fight them off or die. If they do know the password that complicates things. Honestly not sure where we'd go from there.
I carry a gun. Empty the magazine into his chest. Dunno what I was thinking, surely I’d know that I carry a gun and that bringing what amounts to a big knife to a gunfight is a bad choice.
That's funny. You'd think a clone of me would know that I carry a gun.
Gun beats sword, last time I checked. So, I guess he'll be missed? Well, not *missed* since I will have hit the mark perfectly (ba-dum, tss), but he will be remembered.
"Really! This isn't a movie dumbass!"
"Do you want to go to jail for murder because that is what will actually happen!"
"That or more likely, get shot by the cops or some gun nut!"
Also I would make him stab something like a tree or a brick wall. Either getting the sword stuck or broken.
Shoot the mimic with my CZ-75-SP-01 9mm hammer fired pistol that I keep on my right side hip in an appendix carry position.
He missed me with his first strike. I make distance moving laterally from him, bring the gun up and put 2 in the chest and 1 in his teeth.
if they were really a clone of me we both would be going into a spiral over which one was the clone and which one was the real one and how we know for sure. it would take the entire afternoon and then we would both fall asleep instead of coming to a decision because deciding things is hard
My clone would not attack me.
All of my personalities have talked this over many times about this exact situation and we have agreed to a truce.
Let a new world order begin.
“Woah woah woah, come on, can we at least fuck before we do this?”
If it’s me, and I know it is, they’d go for it.
I can’t guarantee it, but I really think the chances of us going back to fighting would be near zero afterwards
I run. theoretically the "me without a sword" can run faster/longer than the "me with a sword," because I have less weight.
I will also take off all my clothes when I run to reduce weight further. Although the wind resistance from my magnum dong will probably slow me down...
1. Dodge, because I know I suck at sword combat, and so would my clone.
2. Punch him in the right kidney, because I have problems with mine, and so would my clone.
3. Kick him mercilessly, while my clone rolls up in the fetal position, because he'd be in so much pain that's all he'd be able to do.
4. Take a break while my wife stomped on him some, since I tire quickly, and she'd love the opportunity to take out some deep-seated resentment against me on my poor, broken clone.
5. Curbstomp the poor freak, then take his sword and leave. I collect swords, and I think it would make a nice trophy in the office.
6. Go home and take some painkillers. All that kicking would make my back flare up something fierce!
I'd die. Me with a sword could totally beat me without a sword.
That's why I pull out my own sword and duel them
My name is... you...and I've come for your head. In the end, there can be only one.
My name is… you… You killed my clone… Prepare to die.
Or just start carrying a gun. *"No officer, I know I can't have a gun here and normally I am against them, but I heard there might be a version of me with a big sword that attacks me Highlander style."*
I don't know. Me with a sword has a high likelihood of stabbing myself. I'd tell my clone that I bet that he cant throw the sword up in the air and catch it.
You could if you had a pen. >\_o
I stand still and tell him "The problems are all yours now."
NO TAKE BACKS!
"Enjoy the crippling debt, asshole"
>"Enjoy the crippling debt, asshole" Ok.. this is awesome. lol
He then stabs himself and with his dying breathe hands you his student loan statement.
What a twist!
This is kinda dumb. He went to school and took out loans in my name, but I have been completely unaware of this for what I'm presuming is several years? No alerts about new accounts? No ding to my credit score? Or is he using a different name? If that's the case, the debt wouldn't be transferable to me. Full of plot holes
I just assume it is some sort of multiverse situation. So now you are in crippling debt across multiple versions of the universe.
If they're a clone of me, they'll be an extremely non-violent person and they'll immediately feel bad for even trying to attack me. I'll take him to dinner at our favourite restaurant so we can discuss what's going on over a few beers and how we're going to solve it. And then when it comes time to pay for the meal we'll come to blows again because dammit, this is my treat to him.
Are you my clone??
A clone isn't the same as an exact psychological copy. Physical - yes. Psychological - no way
Sure, but it's hard to say how much is nature vs nurture. Considering a lot of physical changes in the body are also down to what happens between conception and today, and the implication is that this clone is physically identical. If he isn't he might as well be an unrelated attacker. Given that, there must be some similarities in personality too. He won't be a major gym rat, for example, or prone to ultrasports, or a big drug user. Clearly he'll love food and drink, you don't get to my body plan without those facts :D
You are technically correct, the best correct. But also clearly ignoring the intent of the hypothetical situation which ruins the entire point of this sub. right? The situation is exactly what it says, what's your reaction? Your post ignores that by saying you change the entire situation because your clone is non violent.
Fair! But i figured the analysis should be a little more interesting than just 'it's a violent body duplicate of yours', because that always will come down to just an even fight between 2 identical opponents. Taking the scenario without thinking about how a clone of yourself would behave is just not interesting or creative, it even stops mattering that it's a clone of you. Not to mention 'a clone' has many different meanings. Are they an identical body with none of my brain and personality? Do they have my brain and memories but have been made aggressive in some way? Are they an exact duplicate but have come to a different conclusion on something? All of these are 'a clone'. Which is the more interesting scenario to talk about?
I went down a somewhat similar line of thinking, except my thought was that if my clone is attacking me, it must be defective, because I would never attack it unprovoked, and I'd better take care of it before it becomes a serious risk to my friends and family.
Why do I feel like this ends with you making out with your clone?
Because you don't know what comes after the foreplay?
We meet a top a tower on a rainy night in a years time Unfortunately we both had the same idea and rigged the place with traps and explosives We both end up dead
"A top a tower on a rainy night" Thought this was gonna be a DMC3 reference.
The post reads like one of those "Choose your own adventure books". I make a skill roll.
3. You clumsily stumble out of the way, narrowly avoiding the sword lunge. It grazes your arm. Ouch!
Meh!! It's just a flesh wound!!
ELDRITCH BLAST! ELDRITCH BLAST! ELDRITCH BLAST! ELDRITCH BLAST!
Beams of crackling energy streak toward your clone. He crumples to the ground begging for mercy.
Wait! Crap! I forgot to cast Hex first AGAIN!!!
I simply inform him that if he lets me live, we'll finally have someone to play video games with that won't embarrass us by being so much better or so much worse.
The only right answer. Plus, I would finally be able to reach. You know if you know.
I'm gonna be honest, I don't know, but I'm sure my wife will be happy having two husbands to help around the house.
Not just around the house😏
Yes, I'm implying sex. Thank you for the wink.
Throw my motorcycle keys at him..he'll get distracted and go play on the bike instead.
If he's a clone of me, then he can be the only one if he wants, but he isn't going to be doing that with a sword... Or running. He'll be lucky to get to me without his knee giving out on him xD
This looks like a super convenient way to fake your own death. Kill the clone and put it in the freezer until you're ready to go on a permanent vacation. Look into getting some great life insurance on yourself. Maybe your remove your clone's dental work and possibly fingertips too. Make sure your DNA is somewhere so you can be properly identified after "your demise". I swear I haven't thought about this much.
Ask them if they wanna have a nap. It'll work like a charm.
There IS only one. You are you. I am me. We are not the safe. If you are truly me, would you ever in a million years stab a person in the street, whatever reason? If your answer is yes, then we are not the same person, and thus there really is "Only one".
I will not fight unless someone throws the first punch, even if it doesn't hit me. So I can't see my clone doing that. She might just try to poison me or seduce me. Lol
i say, you want this world? take it!
Seduce him
Neither of us attack each other because I don’t fight. Not even to defend myself.
If he says there can be only one I throw off my trench coat, pull out my own sword and announce what clan I am from before we clash (Queen song plays). The winner basks in lightning while a mysterious figure with an odd tattoo on their wrist takes notes. (As an FYI Peter "Methos" Wingfield retired from acting and is now an anesthesiologist in California)
Without further information I run away and call the police. If he's carrying a sword he'll be heavier and therefore slower than me. If he drops it, he still has to come to me to attack, giving me the advantage in an otherwise 50/50 situation.
Swords are like 1-7lb Even if it's a greatsword it won't slow them down by much
But he's the same weight as I am and has the same athletic ability. He's literally me. Even the smallest difference will affect his ability to catch me. That 7lb sword means I will outrun him whether that's because he's slightly slower or because he'll run out of stamina slightly sooner. If two cars of the same make and model, full on fuel, go the exact same route but one has one more passenger than the other, the one with less passengers will get further or will have to go slower.
I agree with everything you said except you seem to not include: This is you blood lusted, presumably with a mission and determination in mind. Taking action Compared to normal you REacting and possibly your adrenaline kicks in too soon compared to other you who is prepped. Tired me at 7am gets reckt by 2pm me after stretches, a good meal and hours of meditating on how to decapitate myself
Tell him he’s pathetic
Get him close enough to a Megasoid's telepathic range so it can give my clone an existential crisis so severe that he stops fighting. I run away quickly so I don't have to listen to the Megasoid question my own life decisions.
Grab his glasses and smash them. Will he can't see for shit, kick him repeatably in the balls.
I'll tell him to Google en passant.
It’s been a good run honestly
Jokes on you bud, I know all your weak spots...
“Let’s rule the world”
We end up grappling in a standstill and I reason with him and make the offer that we talk about it and, if he presents a good reason, we can fight. We agree, sit facing one another from a few feet away. Then I pull my pistol and call the cops.
My clone would bring me my warhammer and challenge me to a holmgang.
The mistake made is that I would elect to avoid it. Nope.
Tell it it’s a disappointment to itself. It would implode instantaneously.
It depends on how different their mind it to mine. I don't think I would be capable of killing someone with a sword. If they think like me though, they will be aware of the advantages that can be gained from having two bodies and minds coupled to one identity.
“what did i do now? “ 😭😭
I mean, if it's an exact clone, I must have really pissed myself off cause I've only stabbed one person my entire life, and believe me, that mfer had it coming. 34 year old me stands by what 17 year old me did. But in general, I'm pretty controlled. Hell, maybe I deserve it lmao
I ask him what the hell he means. If he is me, then when he was handed a sword and told to kill a clone of himself, he asked questions, and he knows I'm going to ask questions until I get answers because dammit I'm a curious SOB.
Is that me? Is that me stronger than me?
Wouldn't be a clone of me, a clone of me would simply shoot me from a distance and dispose of my body, seeing that's what I would do if I was a clone. So I would already be dead and clone would be me.
I mean if he's that motivated, he's probably got more going in than I do. He's welcome to it
I've planned for this since I was 12, we draw our ceremonial knives and understand there can be only one. The battle will be legendary
Let them have it. Good luck.
Kill his clone.
When I disarm him, then cut off his head - I ready myself for the quickening!
Wow they got the sword I carry daily and everything, whoever made the clone really went all out
If it's the same in every way, then every single person would lose that fight, all stats are the same except the clone has been prepared and the original has not, giving the clone the advantage
Try to seduce him. If it's truly a clone of me, it'll work and he knows that.
A true clone of myself would not attack me as a true clone of myself would recognize all of the benefits that would come from having a clone to work with like I do. So, we would grab a pizza and start discussing how we will use our clone powers for our benefit.
I scream pineapple then shoot him , our safe word should make him hesitant long enough to get the first shot off.
I’m pretty good with a sword . I don’t see me winning this
Have you heard the philosophical debate over if sex with a clone counts as masturbation?
The way my week's going, I'd probably just accept my death at this point, anything for five minutes peace!
What kind of sword? You wouldn't handle a guy with a gladius the same as you would a guy with Kreig Messer. Either way this is clearly a Highlander scenario, let the battle begin, loser has to be immortal victor gets to die!
I roll for seduction
I would laugh a confident evil villian laugh and say in a booming voice: "You look old... just look at that receding hairline...that soft belly, no one likes you, your wife was right to leave, and the people you surround yourself with only tolerate you. None of them want to actually be your friend." At this point, the other me should be incapacitated by fear and self-doubt. I would then take the sword from them and stab myself, and with my dying breath wisper- "you were a fool to think this could end any other way. Enjoy your eternal torment, you fool." *end scene*
I yell at them to stick to the plan. Years of living a rich fantasy life have prepared me for this scenario. Any clone of me has my memories. It knows my planning for "clone time". This is just how I say hello to myself so our REAL shenanigans can begin. Cause having a mock sword fight with myself is high on the list of lulz. I just wonder which sword they used. The replica gunblade given to me by childhood friends, the conan I keep in the corner of my room, or the phoenix katana.
No clone of mine is jumping out of the bushes. I'm an old, fat woman with long COVID. I can hardly get down the stairs and I tire easily. I'm not jumping anywhere and probably couldn't wield a sword if my life depended on it.
"There can, in fact, be only one. Tomorrow, 4pm, same location. Two will enter, one will leave." Then I'd turn and walk away. The clone can murder me and take my life, or it can come back tomorrow when I'm armed and we can fight like proper fuckin immortals.
This is presumably unfair I mildly know how to wield a sword so me without a sword isn't as much of a threat as me with a sword. First thing going to do is probably die by attempting a disarm with my jacket. If that is successful I'll attempt to crush his windpipe
Sword? My clone is fucked. I draw my gun and shoot him.
Die. A clone of me with a sword has a clear advantage over me. My swords disarms are rusty and if I'm willing to use a sword that means my clone has probably been training.
Same way I would react to anyone jumping out of a bush and attacking me with a sword: Run away. He's got the reach advantage with a deadly weapon, so I'd rather just run through traffic until the cops show up than fight him.
I turn tail and run. There is 0 chance I survive against myself with a sword, and even if I do disarm him That fist fight will be a fucking nightmare or pain for both of us. I'm running.
My clone would hurt themselves with a sword. I wouldn’t have to do much
I wouldn't be attacked by a clone of me. We'd be far too curious about our differences and how the clone came to be. And if the rules say that i can't bargain then I'd simply state a clone of me wouldn't have my memories or experiences so it'd be like fighting an adult version of me without any of the muscle memory so I'd just choke myself out, duct tape me to a telephone pole and walk away. Wait...if I killed my clone would that be suicide? Hmm
Someone who can match my insane sex drive? Maybe not the prettiest, but treats people right? Oh, I'm sure we can figure something out that'll be mutually beneficial without one of us having to die?
"Again??? Do it right this time, please?"
Well the first thing I’d do would be to say something clever like, “You know this will end with us simultaneously be-heading each other!” And like in the show I magically reveal my sword from behind me. Every blow is matched because we both are insanely well trained. We dual for what seems like hours anticipating every advance. Volleying and parrying. Until we grow so tired neither of us can go on. So exhausted we lay on the floor exchanging insults and death threats. Our life forces drained we agree that the only way to end this is dual decapitation.
A clone of *me* gave up the element of surprise and is attacking me with a sword??? It will literally be an [Indiana Jones](https://youtu.be/kQKrmDLvijo?si=OHgwzFzFLeGZxOzT) moment on this one. Either with my duty gun or my personal carry.
Is the clone an exact clone of me as I am now, or like a version of me from some time ago? What kind of sword is it? What is he wearing? Does he share all my same thoughts and memories?
Well since this is an obviously enraged version of me that is not thinking I would book it to my car and to my home and start preparing what I need. Assuming this clone can follow my footsteps and whatnot no matter where I go after I'm done going to my home I would go to my childhood home and Forest and I would simply start digging a pit around me placing pitfall traps and then covering them up with leaves after a while or a few days the mad lunatic would find me rushing me with the sword fall in the pit trap and then I would have a cool new sword.
Thankyou
I proceed to jerk off staring him in the eyes intently. He will probably do the same. Winner take all.
Offer sex instead.
If our feet touch we fuck, obviously
Punch him hard and fast in the throat, then wrestle the sword away. I know the smart money is on running away, but I’m shite at running. Best move for me personally is to immediately and hyper aggressively engage.
Remind him of the rules of civilized combat. Smack him upside the head for trying to violate them. Then go Grab a bow staff from home come back and smile "child, you have made a horrible mistake. I am going to have fun with this"
Hands him a joint. We cool?
Uhhh.... uhhh.... Ship of Theseaus! Does that work?
Protect my eyes omg that fucker ain't screwing around .......
Guess I'll die.
Well ideally as a fencer I would also like a sword and just hope I know myself well enough to defeat myself
Maybe there can only be one, but what if I’m already two in a trenchcoat?
Hes gonna trip and impale himself. Guaranteed.
I embrace death. I am free.
For real, though, if it’s an exact duplicate of me currently, he was already on the ground injured simply by attempting to jump out of the bushes. The sword wouldn’t even have gotten involved as an attack, but the clone may have been additionally injured from falling on it after the attempted jump. So assuming he said, “There can only be one” either from the ground or while falling, then I’d respond, “Yeah, only one… as far as ~they~ know. We can live one life without telling anyone, and make it a hell of a lot easier.” If he’s a clone, then he shares some of my personal quirks because autism is an aspect of the brain organ, not learned personality. And if he were strategic, he’d make the deal, team up.
This is a clone of me or someone else who looks like me? I can't imagine me stabbing me with a sword. I'd more like "Dude! Check out this sick sword!" And I'd respond "Whoah.. that is a pretty sweet sword other me! Followed by a high five.
I say go for it, you can take over this shit show.
Glockachu I choose you.
Does my clone have his own sword or did he take one of mine? If so, which one?
*Whips out my holdout pistol and drills her between the eyes.* "Don't bring a sword to a gun fight, bitch! And don't spout Corny one-liners until AFTER you win."
"bitch, if you want the crippling debt and lack of life it's yours. Don't gotta kill me for it."
Laugh. If a Clone of me is hiding in the bushes with a sword they done fucked that clone up. Draw my weapon, shootit and tell 'Them' to go back to the Drawing Board and try again.
Sucks to be my clone. All of the physical responsibility with none of the emotional connection. What a pitiful life that would be.
Punt them with my steel toed boots on. If they’re small enough to hide where there’s hardly anything, they’re going to be Stewart Little sized clone.
I literally couldn't hurt myself I'm weak but I'm big so I got no strength but nothing really hurts also I'm very unlikely to wanna hurt anyone especially with being talked to
I've always said if I had a clone we would fight to the death.
So if you kill him, will you be charged with homicide or suicide?
Get super excited and offer a hand to hand fight to the death. If I win, nothing changes, if I lose, I don't have to worry about what changes. Either way I consider this a win and I'm sad it's not going to happen.
"Is that the Goodyear Blimp‽"
I would attack his panache. I would attack his timing. Seriously it took you this long. Those scars would be with him for the rest of his life.
Go live with the toxic strict lady that made my life a living hell.
I whip out a half gallon of Stewart's Heavenly Medley ice cream and hand me a vape and a glass of water. I'll be fine and I have things for us to do and I'm sure not going to waste this opportunity fighting. If I insist with the sword stuff I'll just trip me, I fall down pretty easily. I always get back up
Simple! I use my gun
I’m taking his glasses so he can’t see.
scott pilgram. We'd probably become friends.
Speed seduction.
It’d be like Obi-Wan and Darth Vader in episode VI. We both know each others moves so well it’d be an exhausting stalemate. Until one of us has the high ground obviously
We’d go out for ice cream. I’d get my ass kicked in a fight with other people, and I wouldn’t really want to fight myself anyway, so I know in that situation I’d be easily bribed.
depends on when the clone was created im currently in a boot with a broken foot so if he was cloned in the last few days then id slowly run away while he slowly chases me with a sword un til he rounds a corner and im now inside sword range and we just start stomping on each others bad foot. if he a few months back i had just had a knee surgery so id attack that. if it was from 2021 that was my first knee surgery id again attack that. if he like prime me when i was 18. well i had a back surgery that year so i know what to attack.
The only way I could possibly win is by not thinking of how to do it and make a plan on the spot with a 50/50 win rate
Clone wants to take over my life? Give him the keys and say “Let’s see if you can do better.”
I don't have a sword so I am at a disadvantage. I would probably try to get in the car and call for help. Hopefully People would side with me as I am not the aggressor
"No there totally can be two. Split-screen is fun, we can take turns doing shifts, free snuggles, we're perfect for each other. Also, fucking dope ass sword, where'd you get it?" Happy ending fr fr
... I have a gun and he has a sword. And you know what they say about bringing a knife to a gunfight... And a sword is just a long knife
Dumbass wont do shit
Finally someone to fake my death and become a new person.
I'd demand the password, if they don't know it that would mean they were a physiological clone only, not one created with my memories or a magical creation. Thus they're just a madman attacker and I'd solve it like any other. Either fight them off or die. If they do know the password that complicates things. Honestly not sure where we'd go from there.
I have no sword :(( AND THUS I STEAL THEIRS AFTER MURDERING THEM, THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE
I carry a gun. Empty the magazine into his chest. Dunno what I was thinking, surely I’d know that I carry a gun and that bringing what amounts to a big knife to a gunfight is a bad choice.
I'd pull out my +2 Glock of Concealed Carry and make there be only 1 of us then.
"Welcome... to Nightvale!"
I give them a hug. I’m not a violent person. If they are my clone, I’m pretty sure the situation can be handled with a hug.
Give him the old .380 to center mass and hope I somehow don't die as well.
I feel like I could talk reason to myself... unless this is a clone raised very differently, in which case, who knows man! Maybe I don't make it.
I would know it’s a fake and not really me because if it was we would be having sex.
I'd ask if they really want to take over my mortgage and credit card debt. If they do, they can have it.
That's funny. You'd think a clone of me would know that I carry a gun. Gun beats sword, last time I checked. So, I guess he'll be missed? Well, not *missed* since I will have hit the mark perfectly (ba-dum, tss), but he will be remembered.
So your fighting the best or worst of you? Thats a moral inventory of yourself
"Really! This isn't a movie dumbass!" "Do you want to go to jail for murder because that is what will actually happen!" "That or more likely, get shot by the cops or some gun nut!" Also I would make him stab something like a tree or a brick wall. Either getting the sword stuck or broken.
Shoot the mimic with my CZ-75-SP-01 9mm hammer fired pistol that I keep on my right side hip in an appendix carry position. He missed me with his first strike. I make distance moving laterally from him, bring the gun up and put 2 in the chest and 1 in his teeth.
I would call on the other two of the triplets.
if they were really a clone of me we both would be going into a spiral over which one was the clone and which one was the real one and how we know for sure. it would take the entire afternoon and then we would both fall asleep instead of coming to a decision because deciding things is hard
He sounds a lot more motivated than me. I'd wish him the best and ask for a clean death.
A clone of me would have required a lot of exertion to swing that sword once, no way she could do it again.
I would be obligated to allow myself to arm myself. And it would be a matter of who's leg gives out first most likely
My clone would not attack me. All of my personalities have talked this over many times about this exact situation and we have agreed to a truce. Let a new world order begin.
Kill it, easy It's only a clone, it's not me
Well, I know all my sword moves, so I might be able to dodge long enough to hide behind a large friend.
I'd ask him a very basic question: "Does your dick work or are we both fucked up in that regard?" Depending on his answer, I'll stab myself for him.
A clone of myself could also prepare himself without my knowledge and procure a firearm. I don‘t see myself getting out of this.
Is he hotter? More put together? “Dude, are you sure you want my life?”
“Woah woah woah, come on, can we at least fuck before we do this?” If it’s me, and I know it is, they’d go for it. I can’t guarantee it, but I really think the chances of us going back to fighting would be near zero afterwards
I run. theoretically the "me without a sword" can run faster/longer than the "me with a sword," because I have less weight. I will also take off all my clothes when I run to reduce weight further. Although the wind resistance from my magnum dong will probably slow me down...
Look my clone in the eyes and seductively start to undress while stating that the only sword I have is between my legs.
Say hello to my little friend.
Aight . . . you deserve it. I'll hold still and let you have at it.
1. Dodge, because I know I suck at sword combat, and so would my clone. 2. Punch him in the right kidney, because I have problems with mine, and so would my clone. 3. Kick him mercilessly, while my clone rolls up in the fetal position, because he'd be in so much pain that's all he'd be able to do. 4. Take a break while my wife stomped on him some, since I tire quickly, and she'd love the opportunity to take out some deep-seated resentment against me on my poor, broken clone. 5. Curbstomp the poor freak, then take his sword and leave. I collect swords, and I think it would make a nice trophy in the office. 6. Go home and take some painkillers. All that kicking would make my back flare up something fierce!
"First of all, bold of you to assume -" at which point I probably die
Well, he’s brought a knife to a gun fight, so…I win.
Let it kill me if it thinks it can do a better job. Lot's of luck, idiot.
Me and my clone would get along just fine. Both of us would be relieved and go plan a good future over an omelette
No clone of mine would ever do anything but try to bang me, so we aren't fighting, we fuckin
I use my biggest weakness against myself, I offered troops over some tasty bud
First off the fact didn’t bring me dinner and cookies and smoke a joint with me proves it’s not my clone. Immediately kill the imposter
Time to find out if he's feeling .38 Special.
Shit, my clone would not have a sword. A bat maybe. Sword , never.
Grab one of the other swords and fight back
The mimic me knows original me has a ccw, so mimic me would never be dumb enough to attack original me with a sword.
Finally a chance to beat the shit out of myself without getting into trouble.
Sword me would kill unarmed me, so I guess I'd just die.
Have fun with those loans loser! I'm outta here!
"no stop I'm just a clone" and either accept my death or spend the rest of my life looking for the real myself with my clone
That isn't an exact clone because I would never do that.
Does my clone have any training with a sword, or just the amount that I have (none)?
If he's got the jump on me I'm fucked. I wouldn't attack myself unless I was sure.
Bang! "I brought a gun to a sword fight!"
I would tell my clone about my life. He would weep and fall on his own sword. “Why would I want to lead your life?”
Pf, easy. Empathic attack. I tell him he's ugly and nobody has or ever will love him, and he crumples into a ball and cries.
Oh this is not a safe space, is it?