Somrak Khamsing - Mae Mai Muay Thai Kickboxer (Muay Boran)

Sans (from Undertale, 2015)

Sans Dunks On the Competition!

-Middleweight character, about as heavy as Mario

-Sans has a unique KO animation; if blasted off the screen, a speech bubble appears that says, “welp, i’m going to grillby’s.“

Neutral: Two punches and a small Gaster Blaster burst.

Side tilt: Incidental slash with his trombone slide.

Up tilt: Headbutt.

Down tilt: Leg sweep.

Dash attack: Elbow strike.

Forward smash: Swings a bone like a golf club.

Up smash: Raises a bone fence from the ground. Has exceptional hitbox.

Down smash: Smashes a bone on the ground.

Neutral aerial: Twirls a long bone.

Forward aerial: Swings a ketchup bottle underhand. Insane knockback.

Back aerial: Sex kick.

Up aerial: Raises trombone to the press box and plays.

Down aerial: Downward punch.

Grab: Sans grabs with two spinning bones.

Pummel: An extremely fast attack that hits at a high rate and can deal punishing amounts of damage.

Forward throw: Hands the target a hot dog and puts it on his/her head, before thrusting him/her away.

Back throw: Uses a bone like a golf club to whack the opponent away.

Up throw: Gaster Blasters the opponent into the air.

Down throw: Dunks the opponent into the ground.

Floor attack (front): Two bones in front.

Floor attack (back): Two bones in the back.

Floor attack (trip): Spinning bones.

Edge attack: Sans teleports onto the ledge; anyone he touches is hurt.

Neutral special: Gaster Blaster—A beam that charges over time. Sans will be ready to fire the max-diameter max-power Gaster Blaster if his left eye is flashing.

-Custom 1: Gaster Spray—Fires a stream of white bullets. Doesn’t get stronger, but doesn’t get weaker, either.

-Custom 2: Big Gaster Blaster—Sans’s Gaster Blaster takes a longer time to charge fully, but when it does… OH, HO HO HO.

Side special: Bone Wave—Sans hops on a shockwave of bones that strikes anyone it hits. Sans makes surfing motions.

-Custom 1: Flaming Bones—The bones are on fire. They move more slowly but don’t launch; instead, they trap.

-Custom 2: Lightning Bones—Bones have an electric effect and move more quickly, at the cost of damage.

Up special: Jump and Dunk—Sans jumps into the air, ending with a dunk that causes meteor.

-Custom 1: Dunk Jump—Sans jumps higher but the dunk doesn’t do damage.

-Custom 2: Super Dunk—Sans’s dunk is slower, but Sans gains super armor as he does it. Not as high.

Down special: Whoopee Cushion in the Hand—Sans holds out his hand as his counter stance. In his hand is a whoopee cushion. If attacked, the whoopee cushion will go off and do damage.

-Custom 1: Joy Buzzer—Has an electric effect; not a counterattack. Launches sparks around Sans.

-Custom 2: Exploding Whoopee Cushion—Sans’s whoopee cushion explodes if touched, but the counter stance isn’t as long. The attack is very powerful.

Final Smash: Blue Dunk—Sans shouts "geeettttttt dunked on!” and thrusts his hand downwards, using Blue Mode to smash opponents into the ground and ricochet them straight up. Anybody caught off the edge of the stage is pretty much boned.


Up taunt: Trombone riff.

Side taunt: Faces camera and flashes his blue eye.

Down taunt: Shrugs and winks.

Victory poses:

-Drinks from a bottle of ketchup, then wipes his mouth.

-Reclines on a chair, snoozing.

-Balances hot dogs on his head.

Alternate colors:

1. Standard appearance from Undertale.

2. Black and white scheme based on battle screen of Undertale.

3. Red hoodie and gold bands on sweatpants. Resembles Papyrus.

4. Yellow bones, blue shirt, purple bands on sweatpants. Resembles Frisk.

5. Blue bones and black shirt, with red jacket and black sweatpants. Resembles Undyne.

6. Green hoodie, green-tinted bones.

7. Orange hoodie.

8. Black bones, white clothes and details.

Palutena’s Guidance:

Pit: Hey, who is this?

Palutena: That’s Sans, the skeleton. He’s a pretty humerus fellow.

Pit: Is this going tibia-nother pun speech?

Palutena: Well, Sans has a ton more puns than we ever could.

Pit: A skele-ton?

Palutena: Sans is a comic, but he isn’t one to be taken lightly. He is a powerful skeleton, more powerful than he looks.

Sans: hey, you talking about me?

Pit: Gah! When did you get here?

Sans: you’re not so ter-rib-ble yourself with the puns. certainly takes a lot of spine.

Pit: Uhhh…

Sans: but let me ask you this. do you wanna have a bad time?

The main event has absolutely shocked me and I physically felt sick. For starters, legitimately hitting someone till their head is gushing out with blood, and to then continue hitting him after medics are attending to Orton is fucking disgusting!!!! Even if the elbow strikes were planned it was handled poorly, and dangerously.

How much longer are wwe gonna defend Brocks messy ass! This isn’t MMA Brock! This is fucking wwe! You’re meant to make sure your opponents are safe and secure, what you did was brutality.

I hope wwe get a wake up call, fuck how much money he is bringing in, his man is dangerous and generally doesn’t give a shit about anyone else. He’s not a wwe superstar he’s a bloody mug.

Panic - Sole Survivor x Paladin Danse

So I headcannon my SS Abigale as having really bad claustrophobia because of what happened in the vault, and I decided I wanted angsty/fluffy ss x danse :3 *Note that this DOES have spoilers for the BEGINNING of the game*

Abigale wakes to the wretched pounding of the back of her head, and the sticky remnants of dried blood caked to the back of her neck. She groans slightly, shifting only to realise her hands are bound tightly behind her back, and fastened to a length of chain tied to a wall she couldn’t see, but could feel. 

There’s a stirring beside her, along with a deep, familiar groan she places as her walking tin-can Danse. she immediately relaxes at his presence, but when she stretches  her aching legs out and hits a solid stone wall not even halfway there her breathing hitches, her elbow striking the wall to her left. 

She feels Danses’ eyes on her in the dim lighting of the tiny cell they’d been put into, but she can’t seem to push around the roaring of blood in her ears, and the trembling of her bound hands. She can feel the frigid bite of the cryo tube around her, feel her heart leaping into her throat as everything closes in around her, the doors sealing closed as she hears the rush of the nuclear attacks above the Vault. 

Shaun’s shrill cries as Nate holds him close, fighting against Kellog as he tries to take their son from them. 

Her breathings laboured, short hurried pants that send her head spinning violently as she tries to visualise a way out of the space, to push away from the image of Nate slumped over, frozen blood caked across the bullet hole in his forehead. 

She pushes her head into her knees, desperately trying to muffle the sounds of Shaun’s shrill screams. Abigale’s sobs burst forth when her tightly clenched cannot contain them any more, her shoulders shaking horribly against the tears that stream from her eyes, desperately wishing that the sounds of her sons terror would stop, that the dark, slimy walls around her would stop closing around her. 

The walls felt like a cold, icy hand slowly worming its way down her throat, slowly working its way down to her rib cage, pulling it tighter and tighter around her mid section until she felt the bone was about to split her in half. Her whole body shaking as she cries, she can’t stop the pull of the walls around her. 

That is until the giant body she’d forgotten about beside her shifts, pushing his leg up against hers, bracing her against him as he touches his shoulder to hers, the lines of their bodies touching as she tries to ground herself against him, feeling him breathing slowly, trying to mimic his long breaths, pausing between each breath. 

He shifts closer, one of his bound hands reaching over to touch hers, twining their fingers together as she tries to calm her raging pulse. He doesn’t say a word, he knows she doesn’t want wasted words of comfort or pity, he’s helping perfectly the way he is. 

Abigale’s breathing finally calms, her heart still pounding in her chest at the constrictive walls, but the feel of Danses’ solid, calm body next to hers is enough to settle her back into a slightly panicked heap, but she’s no longer seeing her dead husbands body, slumped over and lifeless.

“Thank you.” She whispers brokenly, she goes to open her mouth to explain, but he beats her to it. 

“Don’t mention it.” He replies, squeezing her hand slightly. “Tell me when you’re ready." 

She nods, feeling her heart skip a beat for a different reason entirely.


Karate is a striking art using punching kicking, knee strikes, elbow strikes and open hand tecniques such as knife-hands, spear-hands, and palm-hell strikes.
Some style of karate also teach grappling, throws, joint locks, restraints, and vital point strikes

Directed, Edited, Fight Choreographed:Vlad Rimburg

Nate Hitpas
Micah Karns
with Tony Vittorioso

have any of you guys had a concussion?

I should probably just go to the doctor and get checked out but I keep putting it off and convincing myself I’m fine 😅

last Thursday we were practicing some Hapkido and there was a move involving an elbow strike to the top of your opponent’s head. My partner unintentionally hit me at full power with this strike (I guess he thought I’d move but we were told not to?) and I didn’t pass out but I instantly saw stars and like blackness at the corners of my eyes. I was a bit dazed and confused immediately after, but I continued the class. I went home and threw up and went to bed.

Since then I’ve had on and off headaches and nausea, and just overall sleepiness. I googled my symptoms and it seemed like as long as I could talk clearly, walk in a straight line, and didn’t keep throwing up, I was okay. But now it’s over a week later and I still don’t feel right