The knife was from a set of Let's Make a Deal Zonk butter knifes, so the blade of the knife, which was made of butter, simply melted and broke apart when you tried to stab me with it.
The next user gets trapped in a room filled with trolls and spambots.
Someone from the future comes and destroys all those trolls and spambots.
The next user gets their head cut off (in this universe)
But the blade is from another universe, and the wounds are inflicted on my copy from that universe.
This chandelier falls on the next user's head.
I was a spy feigning death in Team Fortress Classic, i get up and shoot you with the double shotgun at point blank.
The next user is shot point blank with a shotgun.
PS: @TPTROXLYITSTRUE ,the blunt side won't save you when the chandelier weighs...what...3 tons?
Fortunately, I was not associated with the French royal family, so I survive the French Revolution without getting guillotined.
The next person is about to hit the Moon at 99% of the speed of light.