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You know, I’ve never personally been lifted from the ground by my neck to be strangled, but uh, is there a reason y’all never like….. kick the person holding you? Like characters straight up just dangle there and gasp, like you have legs! Use them you stupid bitches!
Actually, the physics involved with that is kinda weird. The thought, oh shit, can’t breathe, usually overpowers the rational part of the mind that can calmly assess the threat and comes up with effective solutions.
But that’s only the first obstacle. The second is leverage. I don’t know about you, but I hate stomach crunches. Thing is, why you’re being gripped by the neck, the only way you can get your feet up on your attacker is to move using muscles in your neck and spine. There’s not really any other source of leverage you can draw from like this.
It’s not an easy feat. It takes conscious thought, thoughts that keep getting drowned out by the oh shit, can’t breathe, instinct.
And then
in order to kick effectively, you’ll need some kind of leverage. Putting your back against a wall would be the most effective tactic, but a person being held like that literally has no choice in this regard.
The next best tactic would be to lift your legs as high as your opponent’s shoulder and use the combined leverage to try and break their grip on your throat. Except:
- If they’re lifting you up off the ground by the neck, they’ll probably not have their grip broken by human force.
- Your neck bones are fairly fragile, you could end up paralyzing yourself making the attempt.
“Just kick them” doesn’t work in this situation because you’re off the ground. An ordinary kick relies on manipulating leverage and muscle from one leg on the ground and another exerting force on the target.
Trying to fight back without a good source of leverage is like trying to beat them to death with a pool noodle.
And that’s assuming you can think of any of this at all.
cryptid-kaz
This was actually very informative and I revoke my earlier snappish words, thank you
"If only we could find the right data in this fabled city..." - - - Ayooo, new Horizon cosplay just dropped! Meet Alva, a Diviner from the Quen, who travelled far across the ocean in a desperate search for information and technical documents. She's definitely one of my favourite characters from Horizon Forbidden West.
Alva modelled by @magpies-gold Cosplay build by @timmcosplay Photos: @timmcosplay
OH MY GOSH YAAAAY YOU LOOK SO GOOD EEEEEEEEEEEE
i haven't seen this here yet so heads up
Here’s the link with instructions on how to opt out of arbitration.
Happy Birthday to one of my favorite FF characters! Here’s a grown-up version of Seifer. Enjoy!
I think seifer wanted to be a sorceress knight so bad cos that movie was probably the only thing he could grab and shield himself from the pain and loneliness since he's an orphan. we are talking about someone with serious traumas here but he managed to survive (like everybody else in ffviii but they all have different aspects and barriers).
he did nothing wrong
Fic: On Our Very First Date (Final Fantasy VII)
Title: On Our Very First Date
Fandoms: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Barret Wallace, Elmyra Gainsborough, Aerith Gainsborough, Marlene Wallace
Pairing: Elmyra Gainsborough/Barret Wallace
Rating: Gen
AO3 Tags: Pre-Canon, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Established Relationship, First Dates
Summary: Barret picks Elmyra up for their first official date - and Marlene gets her first babysitter.
Notes: Written for Romancing Barret Week 2023 ( @romancingbarret ), with the prompt: “safety/family.” ♥
“It’s just dinner,” Elmyra said, linking her arm through Barret’s. “It could be more,” Aerith teased, winking. “I can’t remember the last time someone took my mom on a date. It’s about time.” With Marlene settled, Aerith propped both hands on her hips and stared Barret down. “I’ll take care of your daughter and you show Mom the night of her life, do we have a deal?”
For those who don’t know: Ikumi Nakamura is the woman who was senior artist on Bayonetta, and designed the titular character along with Hideki Kamiya. Their greatest moment of bonding was over their insistence that Bayonetta keep her glasses on at all times. Nakamura cannot go to horny jail. She is the warden.
Happy pride month to her and her exclusively
she made a comic about the experience on twitter
A comic commission for @little-box-of-wonders of a scene from her fic "To Know Peace". (chapter 5). (Thank you again my dear! 🥹💖)
You can find Elyrria's model sheet here.
Again, go read it people!! It's an adorable fic about Aloy, Kotallo and their daugther at different ages and it's really lovely and emotional! 💕
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Holy crap, it’s real, and what a story!
On July 26, 1959, Rankin was flying from Naval Air Station South Weymouth, Massachusetts, to Marine Corps Air Station Beaufort in South Carolina.[4] He climbed over a thunderhead that peaked at 45,000 feet (13,700 m); then—at 47,000 feet (14,300 m) and at mach 0.82—he heard a loud bump and rumble from the engine. The engine stopped, and a fire warning light flashed.[1] He pulled the lever to deploy auxiliary power, and it broke off in his hand. Though not wearing a pressure suit, at 6:00 pm he ejected into the −50 °C (−58 °F) air.[1] He suffered immediate frostbite, and decompression caused his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth to bleed. His abdomen swelled severely. He did, however, manage to make use of his emergency oxygen supply.[1] Five minutes after he abandoned the plane, his parachute had not opened. While in the upper regions of the thunderstorm, with near-zero visibility, the parachute opened prematurely instead of at 10,000 feet (3,000 m) because the storm had affected the barometric parachute switch and caused it to open.[5] After ten minutes, Rankin was still aloft, carried by updrafts and getting hit by hailstones. Violent spinning and pounding caused him to vomit. Lightning appeared, which he described as blue blades several feet thick, and thunder that he could feel. The rain forced him to hold his breath to keep from drowning. One lightning bolt lit up the parachute, making Rankin believe he had died.[1] Conditions calmed, and he descended into a forest. His watch read 6:40 pm. It had been 40 minutes since he had ejected. He searched for help and eventually was admitted into a hospital at Ahoskie, North Carolina.[1] He suffered from frostbite, welts, bruises, and severe decompression.
The second person was a paraglider named Ewa Wiśnierska
On 14 February 2007, in spite of weather reports heralding the presence of violent thunderstorms, Wiśnierska decided to try to fly in order to train for the 2007 World Paragliding Championships near Manilla, New South Wales, Australia. She was sucked into the ascending current of a cumulonimbus cloud, a cloud responsible for large and heavy rains, usually with hail inside and extremely low temperatures. Unable to get out, she was lifted to an altitude of 9,946 metres (32,631 ft), according to her GPS. The GPS variometer also tracked vertical speeds of up to +20 m/s (77 kilometres per hour (48 mph)).[4] She landed 3.5 hours later about 60 kilometres (37 mi) north of her starting position.
His dream realized, his old gramp’s legacy ensured, our hero beheld the sea of desert lights, and wept at his good fortune.
Some character designs with some…atypical color choices? I guess. I don’t know what’s going on in that area.
This is Nimona and her supervillain friend (He doesn’t have a name yet, I’m working on that). Nimona is his sidekick/squire, they’re like the Batman and Robin of slightly Medieval villains, but she’s actually way more evil than him. He does what he does to make a point, and he doesn’t really want anyone get hurt - Nimona just gets a kick out of destroying stuff.
I’m going to attempt to make a two page comic with them? We’ll see how this goes.
I would need to buy an extra suitcase before I stepped into this store
@netherworldpost Atty you gotta see em, this guy sells halloween stamps based on vintage halloween art
You are Superman, aren’t you? Lois, look, we’ve been through these hallucinations of yours before. Can’t you see what you almost did? Throwing yourself off a building 30 stories high? Can’t you see what a tragic mistake you almost made? I made a mistake? I made a mistake because I risked my life instead of yours. Lois! Don’t be insane! And don’t fall down ‘cause you’re just going to have to get up again! Superman II: The Richard Donner Cut (2006)
This scene features one of the best things about Chris Reeve’s portrayal, which is that he physicalized his different choices between playing Clark and Superman. Like, look at the difference:
He could go from Rick Moranis to Chris Evans with just his posture. It’s like his glasses are weighing his entire body down. Here it is, in motion:
Acting.
This is a perfect example that proves that the Clark Kent disguise actually does work….and how it works….
Christopher Reeve was the best Superman and still is
Are we gonna discuss that Lois Lane rationalized that Superman wouldn’t even feel a bullet, thus wouldn’t even know he hadn’t been hit, causing Clark Kent to reveal himself for who he truly is without her having to risk anybodies life?
God I love Christopher Reeve’s Superman because some of Clark’s clumsiness can be seen in Superman too. The fact that this man didn’t realize it was a blank even though he can see things move in slow motion is really funny to me
Like he grew up thinking he had to hide his powers and I just assume that sometimes he forgets he has them because Clark is Clark. He might be superhuman but he’s still a clumsy dumbass and that’s his biggest flaw.
You don’t need kryptonite when you’re dealing with a good honest clumsy man and Lois knows that because she knows Clark!
It’s why I don’t like pretty much any other Superman movie as much. They make him too perfect, that’s not what makes this Kansas man so charming!
Reblogging specifically for the shot with the glasses (so fabulous a transformation) and also for the emotional context of the scene, which his face continues to do extraordinary things—including signaling a kind of vulnerability that has nothing to do with being proof against bullets.
A Seifer doodle that got out of hand from a few practice sketches.
Heartwarming! The world's ugliest fucking fish ever has been fed a snack
that fish is HIS FRIEND!!
excerpt:
After being entrusted to look after an underwater Shinto shrine, Hiroyuki Arakawa, 79, got to know the marine creatures that lived in the area. He started diving when he was 18.
Among the shrine’s residents is a female Asian sheepshead wrasse named Yoriko whom he became friends with about 30 years ago.
Whenever Arakawa dives to visit the shrine, all he needs to do is knock on metal, and Yoriko will be swimming toward him, Atlas Obscura said.
...At one point, when Yoriko was exhausted from struggling to find food, he fed her five crabs every day for 10 days. He also helped her on another occasion when she was badly injured.
For the priceless bond they’ve made, Arakawa couldn’t be more fulfilled.
“I have an amazing sense of accomplishment in my heart,” he said.
IM CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE