Velociraptors in top hats ambush you, coercing you into a tea party. Then they send you on your merry way. All of a sudden the you from the parachuting death falls on your head, killing you.
Frictionless shoes. At least I'll live a little longer than with reverse gravity flinging me off off the earth. Ability the thrive only on the deep sea floor, nowhere else, or the ability to survive in a space vacuum, nowhere else
Granted. Due to the positioning of your new "eyes," your depth perception is completely gone, and you crab walk right off a cliff thinking you still had room to walk. I wish all actions in the world were punctuated by a sound effect bubble, a la comics of old.