#best of the best championship karate

[z2z-gaming-and-random-art-ai]

Handheld Fighting Games of 89/94 - Compilation

Compilation of fighting games released on handheld systems between 1989 and 1994, this compilation features Fist of the North Star 10 Big Brawls for the King of the Universe, Master Karateka, Fighting Simulator 2 in 1 Flying Warriors, Rampage, Sakigake Otokojuku Meiōtō Kessen, Zettai Muteki Raijin Oh, Best of the Best Championship Karate, Kinnikuman The Dream Match, Pit Fighter, Aa Harimanada, Metal Masters, Mortal Kombat, Raging Fighter, Yū Yū Hakusho, Yū Yū Hakusho Dai Ni Tama, Buster Fight, Fatal Fury Special, Mortal Kombat II, Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Nettou Garou Densetsu 2 Aratanaru Tatakai, Rise of the Robots, Samurai Showdown and WCW Wrestling The Main Event.

00:00 - Intro 00:15 - Fist of the North Star 10 Big Brawls for the King of the Universe 06:21 - Master Karateka 10:57 - Fighting Simulator 2 in 1 Flying Warriors 17:27 - Rampage 25:14 - Sakigake Otokojuku Meiōtō Kessen 30:14 - Zettai Muteki Raijin Oh 37:05 - Best of the Best Championship Karate (Game Boy) 41:49 - Kinnikuman The Dream Match 47:24 - Pit Fighter 51:34 - Aa Harimanada (Game Boy) 54:54 - Aa Harimanada (Game Gear) 58:30 - Metal Masters 01:05:53 - Mortal Kombat (Game Boy) 01:13:27 - Mortal Kombat (Game Gear) 01:19:26 - Raging Fighter 01:24:32 - Yū Yū Hakusho 01:27:49 - Yū Yū Hakusho Dai Ni Tama 01:32:40 - Buster Fight 01:38:15 - Fatal Fury Special 01:50:00 - Mighty Morphin Power Rangers 01:56:44 - Mortal Kombat II (Game Boy) 02:01:10 - Mortal Kombat II (Game Gear) 02:05:22 - Nettou Garou Densetsu 2 Aratanaru Tatakai 02:11:01 - Rise Of The Robots 02:16:27 - Samurai Showdown (Game Boy) 02:21:48 - Samurai Showdown (Game Gear) 02:26:44 - WCW Wrestling The Main Event 02:30:20 - Outro

For the individual videos for  Handheld Fighting games released between 1989 and 1994 check out this playlist. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJOZYl1h1CG_uI1-iafuDaV2LXRQTbZH

For more compilation videos like this one check out this playlist https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJOZYl1h1CEjFei9KXJ8xDIChQB8WLJd&si=IP2alwTtY28O9Qj2

[swiftsmash]

Experience the thrill of martial arts competition as you engage in fast-paced 16-bit battles and hone your karate skills in this retro martial-arts fighting video game! 🥊

[floguapo]

Male Kumite -84 kg Bronze | World Karate Championships Budapest 2023

[mysteamgrids]

Best of the Best - Championship Karate

[agentstarkid]

YOU'RE THE STAR OF THE SHOW, YOU SHIMMER LIKE GOLD ✦ LN4

✦ pairing: lando norris x karateka!reader ✦ words: 4K ✦ warnings: female!reader, latina!reader, no use of Y/N, no use of physical description, a little bit of flirting. ✦ may's radio: me, actually writing for these men going vroom vroom??? whaaaaa?? shut up! lol I tried to explain the techniques to the best of my abilities as a daughter and sister to Senseis (and a once upon a (very short) time karateka). I hope it is understandable!! if not, let me down slowly!! SO, Boy-o needs a badass girl in his life PERIODT!!! And let's all pretend Monster gives a fuck about Karate. I've had this idea for lichrally months, dude. And I was supposed to do another thing with it, but here we are hehehe. Also, not using any name or description for this girlie was HARD so I think I deserve some of y'all thoughts ad nauseam 👉🏽👈🏽, I reload my activity feed every 3 seconds to see what you guys are thinking btw. N E WAYYYZZ. I love u. I hope u like it. k byee <3

— back to general masterlist

The sun blazed over Monterrey, casting a warm glow on the sprawling city nestled against the Sierra Madre Oriental mountains. The streets buzzed with excitement and anticipation as athletes and fans from around the world gathered for the 12th WUKF World Karate Championships. Banners and posters adorned with the tournament’s emblem fluttered in the breeze, while the iconic Monster Energy logo prominently featured alongside, symbolizing the brand’s unwavering support for the event and its athletes.

Among the throngs of spectators and competitors, one figure stood out, drawing the attention of both fans and the media. Lando Norris, the young and charismatic McLaren Formula 1 driver, had been invited to the championships as a special guest of Monster Energy. Known for his prowess on the track and his engaging personality off it, Lando had a magnetic presence that resonated with fans across different sports. 

The event was a world away from the high-octane world of Formula 1, but Lando was excited for the change of pace and the chance to meet young athletes from around the globe. Recently, Quadrant—a brand founded by him—had been sponsoring young athletes in different sports. It was a new venture for Lando, driven by his passion to support and uplift emerging talents. He had been looking forward to finding more promising athletes to add to Quadrant's growing roster, and the World Championship seemed like the perfect place to discover some of that potential.

As Lando navigated the bustling venue, his thoughts were a mix of excitement and curiosity. Though the world of martial arts was vastly different from the high-speed circuits he was used to, the principles of discipline, focus, and determination were strikingly similar. 

He had to admit to himself that before receiving the invitation, he knew next to nothing about karate. In fact, he’d even had to google the sport just to get a basic understanding. Embarrassingly, he had initially thought Karate and Taekwondo were the same thing. The search results had quickly set him straight, teaching him about the rich history and distinct techniques of this martial art, and giving him a newfound respect for the discipline.

He was eager to meet the athletes, particularly one individual who had captured the world’s attention with her remarkable skills and indomitable spirit.

A 20-something karate athlete from Latin America, had become a sensation in the martial arts community. With two world championships under her belt and many other championship victories, she was not only a formidable competitor but also an inspiring figure for young athletes around the globe. She was specially known for her exceptional skills and strategic prowess in kumite, the sparring discipline of karate. 

Sponsored by Monster Energy, her journey had been one of relentless perseverance and triumph over adversity. Her presence at the championships was not just a testament to her talent but also a symbol of her dedication to the sport she loved. And from what he had seen on videos while he was on his way, Lando also saw potential in her for Quadrant, imagining how she could inspire a whole new generation of athletes under the brand's banner.

The sound of rhythmic, powerful strikes filled the air as athletes from around the world prepared for their matches. Lando was led through the bustling venue to the competition floor, where the large tatami mats were situated. As he walked, he could hear the short—some even lasting longer—, loud shouts of "kiai" echoing through the hall, each one accompanying a sharp, strong technique from the karatekas already competing. The intensity and focus behind each shout sent a thrill through him, underscoring the seriousness and dedication of these athletes.

As he approached, he saw her warming up with stretches, under the watchful stare of one of the coaches of her national team. Lando felt a mix of excitement and slight nervousness. From what he had seen on videos from her past fights, she had a really strong presence, commanding the tatami mat whenever she stepped on it. Her intensity and focus were palpable, and he wasn’t gonna lie and say he didn’t think she was a little bit intimidating. And after spending a short—long—time going through her Instagram, he could also admit he found her beautiful, with her fierce determination adding to her allure.

Once she finished her stretching, he could see her coach pointing his way, making her turn around. He was approaching her with one of the energy drink’s representatives. Noticing them coming closer, she took off her earbuds and looked up with raised eyebrows, her demeanor immediately softening.

Actually…he didn’t know how to explain it…but now that he was in her presence, she didn’t give off intimidating vibes. She still had a commanding presence, don’t get him wrong, but she seemed to be more reserved and shy. He could see her fidgeting with the little device in her hand.

“Lando, I’d like you to meet one of our top sponsored athletes. She’s an incredible talent in kumite,” the representative said. She smiled warmly, a hint of bashfulness in her eyes, as she extended her hand.

“Hi, it’s an honor to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about your incredible achievements,” Lando greeted, shaking her hand.

“Likewise, Lando. It’s great to have you here. I’ve always admired the skill and courage it takes to race at the speeds you do,” she replied, her voice gentle and modest, a stark contrast to the powerful warrior he had seen in videos. “And congrats on your first win back in Miami!”

Lando was pleasantly surprised. “You know about that? Thanks! I didn’t expect to meet a karate champion who’s also an F1 fan,” he said, feeling a bit cocky despite the bashful smile creeping onto his face.

She laughed softly. “I’ve been a fan for years. Watching F1 races is one of my favorite ways to relax on weekends.”

Lando chuckled, his confidence bolstered. “Well, that’s great to hear. Maybe I can give you some tips on racing if you teach me a bit about karate,” he said, winking playfully.

She laughed again, appreciating his playful attitude. “Deal. I’ll teach you how to throw a punch if you show me how to handle those high-speed corners.”

Lando tried to joke, “It’s all about the neck strength, really,” but let out an awkward little laugh as he got a bit flustered. Her reserved demeanor was deceptive; she could hold constant eye contact with a calm intensity that he wasn’t prepared for.

She smiled, her gaze steady and unwavering. “I’ll keep that in mind,” she said, her eyes never leaving his.

Lando felt a strange mix of admiration and nervousness under her steady gaze. Wanting to know more about her mindset before such a big competition, he asked, “How are you feeling about today?”

She took a deep breath and looked down for a moment, then back up at him, her expression humble yet determined. “If I told you I was completely confident about winning everything, I’d be lying. I have pre-fight jitters, just like anyone else. But I’m going to give it my all. That’s all I can do.”

Lando nodded, impressed by her honesty. “I get that. Even in racing, no matter how prepared you are, there’s always that bit of uncertainty. It’s what makes the victory even sweeter, though, don’t you think?”

She smiled, appreciating his understanding. “Absolutely. The nerves mean you care. They keep you sharp.”

Their conversation flowed easily, the initial awkwardness melting away as they shared insights from their respective sports. Lando admired her resilience and the way she embraced her nerves, turning them into a source of strength.

As the announcements for the upcoming matches began, she glanced towards the tatami, her focus sharpening. “I should get ready. It was really great talking to you, Lando. Thanks for the encouragement.”

“Anytime,” Lando replied, genuinely meaning it. “I’ll be cheering for you.”

She gave him one last smile before heading towards her coach. Lando watched her go, struck by the contrast between her shy off-mat demeanor and the commanding presence she exuded when she was about to compete. He couldn’t help but feel a deep respect for her dedication and the way she handled the pressure—and that was kinda hot to him.

Professionalism, Lando. He scolded himself. She’s an athlete, and you’re here to do your job—or a small part of it. 

As he found a spot to watch the competition, he thought about the unexpected connection they had made. Despite their different paths, their shared commitment to excellence and the way they embraced their nerves set them apart as true champions. Lando knew that whatever the outcome of her matches, she would give it everything she had—just like he did on the track.

He could hear the announcer's voice booming through the venue. “Athletes competing in the Seniors D Female category: 21 to 35 years old and 65 kg and over, please approach the number 3 tatami mat.” He listened intently, waiting for her name to be called. It came in the middle of the list, and he could see the group of female athletes approaching the announcer.

She stayed behind the group, her demeanor calm and composed as she waited to hear her name being called. There was a quiet confidence about her that set her apart from the others. Lando noticed that some of the other girls would steal glances at her, fidgeting with their belts or adjusting their karate-gi in a nervous manner. Her presence seemed to unsettle them, a testament to her reputation and the respect she commanded among her peers.

As the roll call continued, Lando observed the competitors closely. The air was thick with anticipation, and he could sense the mixture of excitement and tension that filled the room. When her name was finally called, she stepped forward with a graceful nod, acknowledging the announcement with a quiet strength.

She joined the others on the mat, and the athletes began their final preparations, mentally psyching themselves up for the upcoming matches. Lando watched her closely, noticing how she seemed to center herself, taking deep, measured breaths and rolling her shoulders and neck to release any remaining tension.

As the roll call concluded, the athletes lined up in front of the referee and judges. Lando watched closely as the referee shouted something in Japanese—a command that he couldn't quite understand. Both parties then performed the ceremonial salute, tilting the upper part of their bodies in a bow. The referee shouted again and gestured towards the flags and the public, prompting another salute. 

After the salutes, the athletes moved to their respective sides of the tatami mat. On the right side, some of them were tying up red belts around their waists and putting on red gloves and knee protections. On the left side, the competitors were doing the same but in blue. She was on the left side, methodically securing her blue belt and adjusting her gloves and knee pads that matched her new karate–gi that had blue stripes on the shoulders.

Lando observed the attention to detail in her preparation. Every movement, every adjustment of her uniform, was part of her mental and physical ritual to enter the competitive mindset. It was a fascinating glimpse into the discipline and dedication required at this level of competition.

After three intense matches—all of them won by her—, the announcer announced the final match. He called for her to stand on the two red tatami mats on the left side of the big blue square tatami. Lando watched as she took her place, her expression hardening with concentration. Just before stepping forward, she gave herself a couple of hard pats to her chest—a ritual, he guessed, to psych herself up for the fight.

Her face was set with determination, eyes focused intently on the task ahead. The referee approached both competitors, methodically checking their mouthguards and ensuring all their equipment was in place.

The formalities concluded, and the competitors performed the ceremonial bows to each other and to the referee. She took a second to walk up to her adversary and offer her hand to shake and a head nod as a greeting. 

That’s a nice, respectful and full of sportsmanship gesture, he thought.

The referee then gestured for them to take their positions and announced the start of the match. Each competitor started to move around each other with their guards up and an intense focus. She moved with a grace and confidence that was mesmerizing, her every step exuding a calm readiness. 

Lando could feel the intensity radiating from both competitors as they engaged in a series of swift, precise movements. Each strike was met with a counter, each block with a follow-up attack. The "kiai" shouts punctuated the air, underscoring the power and focus behind each technique. 

Even though she seemed already tired after her past intense fights leading up to this one, she moved with a fluidity and strength that was both beautiful and formidable. Her opponent was skilled, but she maintained control of the match, her strategic prowess and physical strength shining through. The rhythmic exchange of attacks and defenses was like a well-choreographed dance, each move calculated and deliberate.

He found himself completely engrossed in the match, his heart pounding in time with the athletes' movements. It was only a 3 minute fight but somehow it felt longer. He could see the strain and determination on her face, the way she pushed through every challenge her opponent presented. Her focus was unwavering, her resolve unbreakable.

Suddenly, when her adversary moved forward in a punch, she ducked under—and somehow—managed to lift the other girl with her shoulder and drop her to the ground. In a display of quick and swift precision, she then threw three rapid punches to her opponent on the ground. Immediately, Lando saw every judge in the four corners lift their blue flags high in the air. 

The entire place erupted in excited shouts, the crowd amazed by her impressive movement. On the large screen above, the score shifted dramatically from 3-4 to 3-7 in her favor. Kenneth—the energy drink’s representative standing next to Lando—explained to him that the move she pulled was one that immediately granted you 3 points—the highest score you can get. Lando couldn’t help but cheer loudly, caught up in the exhilaration of the moment.

Her focus was unwavering, her resolve unbreakable. She had turned the tide of the match with a single, decisive move, showcasing her skill and strategic brilliance. As she stepped back, she offered her opponent her hand to help her rise, the referee called a brief pause to reset the match.

The crowd's energy was palpable, and Lando found himself on the edge of his seat, completely engrossed in the action. The match resumed, but it was clear that her opponent was shaken by the sudden shift in momentum. She maintained her advantage, her movements confident and controlled, her strikes precise and powerful.

At one point during the match, she received a hard kick to the ribs, and Lando saw her doubling over in pain. Instinctively, he stood up, feeling a surge of worry for her. The referee immediately called one of the medics, who rushed over to check on her. The medic spent a minute examining her, asking questions to which she only nodded in response. After a few tense minutes, she stood back up, her face hardened with determination, ready to continue.

The referee gave her opponent a penalty for the hard kick before signaling for the match to resume. Once it did, she seemed eerily calm, her demeanor even more focused than before. Her opponent, on the other hand, appeared unsettled, thrown off by both the penalty and the unfavorable score. With only 1 minute and 30 seconds left on the timer, visible on the screen above, the other girl began attacking rashly, desperately trying to close the score gap.

But then, in a fluid, lightning-fast movement, she spun and lifted her right leg towards the back of her opponent's head, delivering a light tap with the heel of her foot to the back of it. The technique resembled a scorpion's strike or a spinning hook kick, in Lando’s opinion. But Kenneth identified it as an "ura mawashi geri." A hard and powerful kicking technique. He explained.

The judges instantly raised their blue flags high, signaling their approval of the impressive technique. The crowd erupted once more as the score on the screen shifted from an already commanding 3-7 to an incredible 3-10. With only one minute left, it was clear she had secured the victory.

Lando's heart raced as he watched her dominate the match. The final whistle blew, the referee raised his hand in her direction indicating her victory, and her teammates as well as the crowd’s cheers reached a deafening crescendo.

As she bowed to the referee and then approached her opponent for a respectful handshake, Lando couldn't help but marvel at her resilience and skill. Despite the setback of the hard kick to the ribs, she had emerged victorious, showcasing the true spirit of a champion.

As she left the mat, Lando could see the emotions overwhelming her. Her coach rushed to embrace her in a tight hug, both of them sharing a moment of pure joy and triumph.

Tears streamed down her face, a mixture of relief, happiness, and pride in her achievement. The weight of all her hard work and dedication had paid off in this victorious moment.

Lando watched from a respectful distance, filled with admiration for her incredible achievement. The crowd erupted in applause, acknowledging her exceptional performance and celebrating her as a true champion.

After a few moments, she composed herself and turned to face the crowd, holding up her hand in a thankful gesture.

As she made her way through the cheering crowd, Lando approached her with a heartfelt congratulations. “That was mental! You were absolutely amazing out there! Congratulations on becoming world champion again," he said, genuinely impressed.

“Thank you so much, Lando,” she replied, her voice still tinged with emotion and sounding a little bit out of breath still. “It means a lot to have your support.”

“You deserve every bit of it,” Lando said warmly. And immediately after, looked at her with concern painted all over his face. He noticed she was still having some trouble breathing and was holding her left arm to her ribs. “Are you feeling alright after that kick you received?” he asked, worry evident in his voice.

She smiled, trying to ease his worries. “Yes, I'm okay. I had the chest guards on under my karate-gi, so it wasn't too bad.” She paused, then added with a light-hearted chuckle, “I did feel the kick, but it's nothing new at this point.”

Lando nodded, relieved but still a little bit concerned. “You've shown incredible strength and determination.” he said, genuinely impressed.

She nodded, gratitude evident in her eyes. “It's been a tough journey, but moments like this make it all worth it.”

Lando smiled, feeling privileged to have witnessed her victory. “Enjoy every moment of it. You've earned it, champ.”

“Thank you, Lando. It feels surreal.”

“You really commanded the mat out there," he said. “It's no wonder everyone looks up to you. You were truly brilliant.”

She nodded, the shy smile returning to her face. “I just try to do my best. It helps to know there are people cheering for me.”

“Well, you've got one more fan in me now,” Lando said with a grin. “I knew you were good, but seeing it in person... you're incredible.”

As the excitement of the victory settled, Lando leaned in slightly and asked, “Hey...uh... I've been thinking. Would you maybe be interested in joining Quadrant?”

She looked at him, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected offer. Her eyes widened slightly, reflecting a mix of surprise and curiosity. After a brief pause, a smile spread across her face, and she eagerly nodded. “Sí! uh…,” she shook her head a few times, like she was trying to shake the language off her head. Cute. “I-I mean yes! I’d be honoured!”

Lando grinned, pleased by her enthusiastic response. “Fantastic! We'll talk more about it soon. I think we could do some amazing things together.”

She smiled warmly, nodding in agreement. “I'm looking forward to it.”

A moment of silence passed before Lando chuckled nervously. “By the way, I should probably explain what Quadrant is all about.”

Before he could continue, she interrupted gently, “Oh, don't worry. I'm actually a fan of the YouTube videos. I know about the brand already.”

Lando's eyebrows shot up in surprise. “You do? That's... really cool!”

She chuckled softly. “Yeah, I've watched a few. You guys have some pretty entertaining content.”

Lando felt a flutter in his stomach at her praise. “Wow, I'm glad to hear that! Means a lot, especially coming from someone as talented as you.”

She blushed slightly at the compliment. “Thank you, Lando. I'm excited about the opportunity to work together.”

Lando grinned, feeling a sense of excitement about the future collaborations. “Likewise. I think we can create something truly special.”

As they parted ways, Lando couldn’t shake the feeling of excitement and anticipation for what the future held. Being able to collaborate with someone he admired both as an athlete and as a person was a privilege he didn’t take lightly.

Before they fully separated, Lando impulsively went in for a hug. She hesitated for a moment, looking slightly embarrassed as she was still sweaty from the intense matches. But Lando reassured her with a warm smile, “Hey, it's not a problem at all. I totally understand. I’m super used to the post-competition sweat.” He chuckled.

Her expression softened, and she returned the hug gratefully. As they embraced, Lando felt a sense of something developing slowly within himself. 

Oh, Bob has a crush! He suddenly heard the teasing voice of Max, his best friend, in his head. 

Shut up, you muppet. He groaned. Lando lingered in the hug for a moment longer than intended, feeling a slight flush of embarrassment himself.

When they finally pulled back, he chuckled nervously. “Sorry about that. Got a bit carried away.”

She laughed softly, shaking her head. “No worries, Lando. Thank you again for your support.”

They exchanged a final smile before she had to part ways, both looking forward to the exciting opportunities ahead. Lando watched her walk away, his mind buzzing with ideas and possibilities.

As he watched with bated breath as the ceremony began, the announcer's voice echoed through the arena, calling the winners to the podium. When her name was called, the small crowd standing in front erupted in applause and cheers, celebrating her hard-fought victory. 

She walked confidently to the podium, her coach following closely behind. The gold medal was placed around her neck. Beaming with pride and joy, she was handed her country's flag. Draping it around her shoulders, she stood tall on the podium, her smile radiant and her eyes shining with accomplishment. The audience’s cheers intensified, and Lando found himself clapping enthusiastically along with them.

It was a powerful moment, and Lando felt a deep sense of respect for her journey and massive achievement. 

But it was more than just respect that stirred within him. Watching her bask in her well-deserved glory, Lando felt his heart swell with admiration and something more tender. The way she carried herself, the mixture of strength and humility, her fierce determination on the mat and the shy kindness she showed off it—all of it combined to create a powerful impression.

There was something profoundly inspiring and undeniably attractive about her, and he couldn't help but feel drawn to her even more. She scanned the crowd and her eyes met his. Her face lit up even more, and to his surprise, she smiled and winked at him. The unexpected gesture caught him off guard, and he felt a sudden rush of warmth to his cheeks. Blushing, he quickly looked down, feeling a mix of bashfulness and happiness. However, he gathered his courage and returned the gesture, smiling and giving her a small, appreciative two-finger salute. 

She laughed softly and sent him the gesture back. Lando felt a warmth spread through him, a hopeful anticipation of what their future interactions might hold.

As the ceremony concluded—and after getting photographed a thousand times, and having shaken what felt like a thousand hands—, Lando found himself back in the car on his way to the hotel. Gazing out the window at the bustling city, he couldn't help but feel grateful for having been there, witnessing her triumph and the beginning of what promised to be an exciting partnership.

His mind replayed the moments of the day: her powerful performance on the mat, the way she carried herself with grace and determination, and their brief, meaningful exchanges. The flutter in his stomach returned, and he allowed himself a small smile, knowing that this experience had been special in more ways than one.

Lando knew that this was just the start of something truly special, and he looked forward to the adventures that lay ahead, both on a professional level—and perhaps something a bit more personal.

[cinamun]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥

How about this cutie?

Really wants a baby brother that she can bully

Is the current holder of the Best All Around gold medal in the 2024 Junior Riderz championship races for grades 4-6

B student at Chestnut Hills Elementary

level 3 gardener

Green belt in karate

[zumainthyfuture]

Jim Kelly was a prominent African-American martial artist and actor, best known for his roles in the "blaxploitation" films of the 1970s.

Kelly was born on May 5, 1946, in Paris, Kentucky, and grew up in San Diego, California. He began studying martial arts as a teenager and quickly excelled, earning a black belt in karate. He became a popular tournament fighter in the 1960s and 1970s and won numerous championships.

Kelly's big break in film came in 1973 when he was cast in the lead role in "Enter the Dragon," a martial arts movie starring Bruce Lee. Kelly's performance as Williams, a wisecracking, afro-wearing martial artist, made him an instant icon and helped to popularize the blaxploitation genre.

In the years that followed, Kelly starred in a number of other martial arts and action movies, including "Black Belt Jones," "Three the Hard Way," and "One Down, Two to Go." He also continued to compete in martial arts tournaments and worked as a martial arts instructor.

After retiring from acting in the 1980s, Kelly remained involved in martial arts and was active in promoting the sport and encouraging young people to get involved. He passed away on June 29, 2013, at the age of 67. Jim Kelly's contributions to the martial arts and film industries continue to be celebrated today.

[lightofraye]

Bruce Lee

On this day, on November 27, 1940, one of the most famous martial artists was born. Born Lee Jun-fan (Chinese: 李振藩; November 27, 1940 – July 20, 1973), known professionally as Bruce Lee (Chinese: 李小龍), Bruce Lee has come to be more known for his philosophy more than his body of work as an actor or as a martial artist.

He was the founder of Jeet Kune Do, a hybrid martial arts philosophy drawing from different combat disciplines that is often credited with paving the way for modern mixed martial arts (MMA). Lee is considered by commentators, critics, media, and other martial artists to be the most influential martial artist of all time and a pop culture icon of the 20th century, who bridged the gap between East and West. He is often credited with helping to change the way Asians were presented in American films.

Born to Cantonese opera star Lee Hoi-chuen and Grace Ho, Bruce was actually born in the Chinatown area of San Francisco, California, while his parents were from Kowloon, Hong Kong. At age 18, Bruce Lee moved to San Francisco to live with his older sister, in part to preserve his life from possible contracts on his life for fighting a known triad's son.

After several months, he moved to Seattle to finish his high school education, and worked for Ruby Chow as a live-in waiter for her restaurant. During this time, Bruce began teaching martial arts, what he called "Jun Fan Gung Fu" (literally Bruce Lee's Kung Fu). He began teaching frieds he met in Seattle.

In 1960, Bruce graduated high school. In 1961, he began university and studied dramatic arts, philosophy, psychology and a variety of other subjects. His official major was drama. However, in 1964 Bruce dropped out of college and moved to Oakland to live with James Yimm Lee. With James Yimm Lee, Bruce founded the second Jun Fan martial arts studio. James Lee was responsible for introduce Brucee Lee to Ed Parker, an American martial artist and organizer of the Long Beach International Karate Championships where Bruce Lee was later "discovered" by Hollywood.

Bruce Lee's life was the stuff of legends. His friendships and contacts brought him to the attention of Hollywood, martial arts competitions, and eventually, his movies.

On July 20, 1973, Bruce Lee collapsed. For some time, Bruce Lee was suffering from headaches and had been previously treated for cerebral edema. Thinking his headache was nothing terrible, he took Equagesic, given to him by Betty Ting Pei. After that, he went to lie down for a nap. He would never wake up again.

Raymond Chow, a friend of his, was concerned that Bruce Lee had not come down for dinner and checked on him. Despite all the best attempts first by Chow, then a doctor who came at their call, and then ambulance. By the time he was taken to the hospital, Bruce Lee was declared dead on arrival, just a few months shy of his 33rd birthday.

His legacy is incredible. He was named as one of the 100 most influential people of the 20th century by Time magazine. He was posthumously awarded the prestigious Founders Award at The Asian Wards. Several sites are dedicated to him around the world, such as an 8.2 foot bronze statue of him in Hong Kong. The city of Mostar in Bosnia and Herzegovina unveiled their own 5.5 foot bronze statue. Another statue of Lee was unveiled in Los Angeles, in the Chinatown neighborhood. It stands at 7 feet.

There is even a theme park dedicated to him in Jun'an, Guangdong.

While studying at the University of Washington he met his future wife Linda Emery, a fellow student studying to become a teacher. As relations between people of different races were still banned in many US states, they married in secret in August 1964. Lee had two children with Linda: Brandon (1965–1993) and Shannon Lee (born 1969). Upon Lee's passing in 1973, she continued to promote Bruce Lee's martial art Jeet Kune Do. She wrote the 1975 book Bruce Lee: The Man Only I Knew, on which the 1993 feature film Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story was based. In 1989, she wrote the book The Bruce Lee Story. She retired in 2001 from the family estate.

Lee died when his son Brandon was eight years old. While alive, Lee taught Brandon martial arts and would invite him to visit sets. This gave Brandon the desire to act and he went on to study the craft. As a young adult, Brandon Lee found some success acting in action-oriented pictures such as Legacy of Rage (1986), Showdown in Little Tokyo (1991), and Rapid Fire (1992). In 1993, at the age of 28, Brandon Lee died after being accidentally shot by a prop gun on the set of The Crow.

Lee died when his daughter Shannon was four.

[terrence-silver]

I want to know about terry trauma

Like we know about John kreese past and what he went through but no one talks about terry I just knows he probably has claustrophobia from a lot of tight space and probably just goes back into that boy in nam like you could see it on his face the shaking the putting himself in a corner but when he around people he hides it and acts confident

Also is it weird I feel like he is bipolar and I just know he probably overdosed when John left him in 85

The thing about Terry Silver's trauma?

He doesn't want people to know he has any.

When he's surrounded by a bunch of people who see, like in the case of his Season 5 showdown, he snaps and he snaps murderously. Thirty years earlier, Mr. Miyagi throws him into the dojo mirror and he snaps just as murderously. If he had a Katana on hand then, he would've swung it. He was seen for exactly who and what he is all while being bested and he snaps.

So, he makes up things. Hides it. Invents personalities. Lifestyles. Creates masks. Steals someone else's mannerisms and look and puts it over his own like a second skin that becomes his only skin. Fabricates interest in things he doesn't care about whatsoever to fly under the radar as mainly your ordinary run of the mill Billionaire. In one decade, he's the business tycoon sponsoring junior Karate championships so the kiddies can learn the same values of honesty, hard work and fair play he learned (cross his heart and hope to die) and in another decade, he's hosting tofu garden parties riddled with champagne liberals or bidding on bonsai trees for the sake of donating back to the community. Sure, the likes of Amanda Larusso might think him smarmy and slightly sleazy --- a bit too much, you know --- but at least she doesn't see the trauma. He's a walking, talking chameleon. What happened to him and all the ways he is irrevocably damaged being on full display is something he makes a contented effort to tuck away to the degree he'll become someone else, temporarily or permanently, only if it could mean he'll come off as unfettered, above it all, strong, invulnerable, infinitely sleek, charming, eccentric and in his words like he got over his issues and there's nothing wrong with him, all while everything being wrong with him, so it is pretty impossible for your average observer or even a licensed, skilled therapist to deduce or fix just what the heck is wrong with Terry Silver because it is just about not possible to ever fully know. He's like a smashed mirror. There's an infinite amount of pieces that shattered and an attempt to put that mirror back into the way it used to be is a lost cause. Nobody knows what its original shape was or what it used to look like. Possibly not even Terry himself. All that remains are the shards and the various ways he shapes and re-shapes them at will, depending of the circumstances or the environments and individuals he's dealing with. Whatever the case --- nobody will ever know he's weak and those who, or those he admits it to, will be swiftly dealt with.

[swissboyhisch]

Fun Shenanigans

Liked by ryannh93, user and others

mcdavid97: She may be annoying but I love her❤️ || 📷: yourbestie tagged: yourinsta

view all comments

yourbestie: My photo, yes. But couple goals! And now you can't argue with me cause it's official!

stephlechance: Why so cute?! Couple goals ❤️❤️

user: I wish I had a relationship like them ❤️

user: I want a boyfriend like Connor 😍😍😍 His smile when he looks at her is precious ❤️

yourinsta: I love you too Con ❤️❤️❤️ Is it time to work out though?

mcdavid97: let's go

user: she works out too?

yourbestie: they always work out together! It's quite cute.

user: Happy. Happy. Happy.

user: Couple goals. I want to be like them.

clairefaye: of course 😒😒

user: anyone feel like their theme song is I'm Lost Without You by Blink-182

user: agreed

yourinsta: they're my favourite band, also one of my favourite songs 😍

zstrome: aren't you supposed to be at the gym yourinsta

user: oh zstrome caught you out

yourinsta: We are on our way to the gym, Con is driving username zstrome

user: This couple never fails to make my life seem boring 😂

dylstrome19: have fun weirdo gym couple! You can get sweaty while I'm gauging on chips on my couch watching Disney

user: DYlan 😂😂😂

Liked by yourinsta, lilyluna and others

mcdavid97: I'm proud of my girl doing the sport she loves so much! This is a selfie I received (while I was at training) when she got ready to go to karate, training for the Olympics in 2020, Japan. tagged: yourinsta

view all comments

user: SHE DOES KARATE!

tess.caldon: Won't be repping USA together 😭😭

yourinsta: I'm sorry tess.caldon!!! I'll be repping Canada if I do go 😭

username: what belt? Has she represented a country before?

yourbestie: 3rd dan black belt. She has also first represented USA when she was 14 and has continued to represent her Dojo, State and Country.

user: wasn't she just in Ireland?

yourinsta: yes, I was just in Ireland for the World Championships just before I moved to Canada!

yoursis: Proud older sister here!

cammcdavid: Proud. Proud. Proud.

user: OMG I WAS THERE! MY SISTER COMPETED AGAINST YOU. HOW DID I NOT REALISE IT WAS YOU?! YOU ARE SO GOOD AT KARATE! YOUR KUMITE (free fighting) IS SO GOOD AND YOUR KATA IS IMPECIBLE! SHE IS THE CURRENT WORLD CHAMPION!

user: world champion?!

oscardaniels: she has been the reigning champion for a few years now

user: 😍😍😍😍

user: mcdavid97 will you go to support her?

mcdavid97: I'll support her through everything of course

Liked by mkaberg, yourinsta and others

keltalbot: #WAGDateWednesday tagged: mikkymarrelli, yourbestie, brittlucic, yourinsta and laurenrodych

view all comments

laurenrodych: Love our weekly dates 😍

user: honestly goals.

user: They are all gorgeous 😍😍😍

edmontonoilers: Oilers WAGs are the best 🥰

yourinsta: hell yeah we are

user: These girls are honestly friend goals

yourinsta: Love you all 🥰

user: #WCW every day is y/n.

yourbestie: Ah we are cute 🥰

mkaberg: Best WAG date as Y/n is finally an official WAG

mikkymarrelli: ain't that the truth mkaberg

Liked by drat29, yoursis and others

cammcdavid: These two are super annoying…..ly cute 🤮🤮🤮 tagged: mcdavid97 and yourinsta

view all comments

user: #couplegoals

user: How are they so cute?!

user: I still can't believe they weren't dating before this week

yourbestie: right?!

mcdavid97: You make me so happy y/n

yourinsta: love you Con

user: Love the caption 😂

drat29: I swear he's never serious around y/n

user: siblings right?

user: The look on y/n's face 😍

TAG LIST:

@penny4yourthoughts @mp0625 @hischierhaze

@hughesmoyle

BE ADDED TO THE TAG LIST

[jossujb]

2025 just around corner...

Well, I do think it's gonna be better than 2024, at least I am settled in my new job and I have goals in my life when it comes to art and karate.

Blue belt 2k25 amirite?

Not that 2024 was all bad. I did finish my karate instructor I education, and I enjoy working with kids. I was a table official both in our local karate tournament and Finnish championships. Neat experiences indeed.

And I got out of my old job that was filled with abuse, and I am fairly happy with new job. Though if I may say so, the suicidal thoughts, self-harm and short term medication got for it completely wrecked my summer - summer I didn't have any vacation.

It wasn't the best time to withdraw from decent people, and trying very hard to find love and affection from dates that just wanted to abuse me more. In my head I thought maybe love I have for a man I'm not getting would go away if I just matched myself with somebody, anybody.

Not to mention my father's sudden and traumatic illness gave me nightmares.

I have felt better in the latter half of this year. Focused more on my hobbies. More confident with my gender identity and stuff. I can't really let go of masking and holding it together, but I've eased it a little bit in familiar company. Much easier to keep myself healthy when I let difficulties show somewhat. Preserves energy I would otherwise use on pretending.

Somehow 2024 feels like it was a year of extremes. The lows were lower they have been in a long while... highs also were much better.

At least I didn't die. At one point over the summer it really seemed like this is it, I am done. You know, if had gone then, my dad would be dead now too. Do things happen for a reason, or was that coincidental? I was needed, and in a way that comforted me.

Anyway. Those are my end of the year thoughts.

[z2z-gaming-and-random-art-ai]

Handheld Fighting Games of 89/94 - Best of the Best Championship Karate

Best of the Best Championship Karate, also known by various titles including Kick Boxer 2, Panza Kick Boxing 2, and Super Kick Boxing, is a realistic fighting game originally released in 1992 for the Game Boy, with additional releases for DOS, NES, Amiga, SNES, and Genesis. In this game, players take on the role of a martial artist, carefully managing their fighter’s parameters such as strength, stamina, and resistance.

The gameplay revolves around selecting from 55 different moves, and players must train their character at a gym to improve these attributes before engaging in one-on-one battles. Success in the game relies on balancing training and fighting, as failure in matches will decrease vital stats, making it necessary to train again before continuing the journey.

1. Intro 00:00 2. Gameplay 00:15 3. Outro 04:59

For other Handheld Fighting games released between 1989 and 1994 check out this playlist. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJOZYl1h1CG_uI1-iafuDaV2LXRQTbZH

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

Being the group's bodyguard and being in love with Rose would involve...

Rose Weil x reader

This is probably going to interest absolutely no one, but I have been wanting to write it for years!

*****

🌹 You have always been a very active person, a lover of physical exercise. You have started to do combat sports when you were still a little girl: boxing, kick-boxing, jiu-jitsu, karate, muay thai, you have tried them all, becoming in the end a formidable fighter.

🌹 Your career as a professional fighter starts when you are still a little girl, and for years you are one of the most respected fighters in the country, winning many prizes and living your best life... until an head injury, received during the final of an important championship, puts an end to your fighting career.

🌹 The next few years are the saddest and most purposeless of your life; fighting was your life, the only profession you could ever practice, and you know you could never be happy as a shop assistant, a teacher or a lawyer. You have no education, since you left school as soon as you legally could to focus on your fighting career, you are too old to go back studying anyway, and while you still have some money put aside to support yourself, you know that sooner or later you will have to find something to do, instead of spending whole weeks watching sports on TV and crying over your sad destiny, but what? There is absolutely nothing that interests you, nothing you could give your blood for and that makes adrenaline run in your veins as stepping in the ring, or on the tatami, did...

🌹 The person who unexpectedly comes to free you from that torpor of melanchony and regret is Debbie Ocean, a former school friend you had lost contact with decades ago but whose family's reputation, and penchant for mischief, you still remember. A couple times in school you had intervened to defend her from some older students who had accused her of selling them fake test answer sheets (she had.). She remembered you, and had heard of your head injury and consequent fall into disgrace; and now she has come to recruit you for her heist as a... security specialist.  

🌹 "Listen, Debbie, I appreciate the offer but I am not going to kill or hurt anyone for you. I am... was... an athlete, not an hitman." "I am not asking you to hurt anyone; we are not even going to use guns"." she reassures you; she told you she just came out of prison, which is the least surprising thing ever "But we need someone to take care of the group's security in case someone tries to hurt us. You are a one woman army, (name); who could be better than you for the job? You will be paid, of course, and very well."

🌹 The offer is... interesting, you must admit, given the generous remuneration you are promised, which obviously would come in handy, as well as because, well, how often does a former school mate comes to enlist you in a band of jewelry thieves? You have always been a law-abiding person, but in the end Debbie does not plan on stealing from people who actually need the money, and this is the first thing that attracts your attention ever since the injury, diverting it from the sad, lonely routine your life has become.

🌹 If you are successful, you reason, you won't have to worry about money or search for a job ever again, which would be nice; and if you are not successful, and you and the rest of Debbie's band are arrested, at least you won't have to worry what you will do for the rest of your life, or at least where you will spend it...

🌹 “Ok. I’m in.”

🌹 Debbie brings the group together, and you are shaking hands with a suburban mom, an hacker and a street hustler, when your eyes fall on a shorter blonde woman... and your heart stops for a bit.

🌹It would be an exaggeration to say you have always been a fashion lover, or even just that you coordinate your outfits every day and follow the latest trends in the magazines, but Rose Weil was a pretty popular designer when you were younger, and it would have been hard not to know who she was. Surprisingly, browsing a fashion magazine you had found in the gym, or absent-mindedly watching a fashion show in TV as you waited for one that interested you, you discovered you actually liked her style: the clothes she designed were original, elegant yet practical, full of vibrant colors and original cuts. You would never feel comfortable with that sort of clothes, being more of a tank-and-shorts kind of woman and because you did not think you had the physique and the posture for it, but you liked what she did.

🌹 And you also liked her, a lot, since the first time you saw the petite blonde woman on TV answering to an interviewer's questions, your heart missed a beat; she was beautiful, and smart and talented, and who knows, maybe one day Rose would create a sportswear line, and then you could actually wear her creations...

🌹 Even though you were ready to bet she was twice as talented as any other designer in the country, Rose's latest collections had been panned by critics, and she had faded into obscurity. You had been strongly disappointed, feeling a sort of kinship with her -after all, had you both not lost what made you successful and fulfilled, either because the public did not understand your vision or you had not been quick enough to avoid a career-ending blow?- but you never thought you would see her in person... and here she is, in front of you, as beautiful as you remembered from the fashion shows you only watched because of her, even though they bore you to death...

🌹 "H-Hi, I am (full name), a former school friend of Debbie. I will take care of you - I mean, I will ensure the security of all of you." you introduce yourself, feeling way more nervous than at your most important matches, and praying she cannot see you are blushing. Rose shakes your hand as she looks you over, and while she had privately thought the group didn't need a bodyguard until a moment ago, she immediately decides she was wrong - or at least, that she is happy Debbie chose you for the job.  

🌹 In the following days you and Rose quickly become friends, and while you can't forget the huge crush you had on her, and that is back in full force now that you have actually met the object of your desires, you learn to appreciate her quirky, clever yet self-conscious personality, the capable designer who has been forced to join a heist because she is in debt with the IRS. You are a pretty odd couple but you get along very well, so much that Debbie and Lou decide to send you with Rose to Cartier to examine the necklace, acting as her assistant and bodyguard.  

🌹 You have never found anything as sexy and enticing as Rose's voice when she speaks French; she mistakes your blushing for envy and offers to teach you. You are initially resentful of Daphne, who Rose has to meet pretending to offer her services for the MET Gala, fearing the younger, sexy and self-assured woman will attract your friend's attention. It doesn't, since Rose has already started developing feelings for you.

🌹 The two of you discuss each other's fall from grace. You are outraged that the fashion world did not recognize her talent, while Rose is sincerely saddened a single blow was enough to end your career, many years before than you expected. You recognize that you are both going through a similar predicament: you have lost what you enjoyed doing and gave a direction to your life, and now you don't know what to do with your time in the future.

🌹 "You could go back designing clothes; once you have paid your debts, you could open a new fashion house, and sooner or later everyone will recognize how talented you are." you propose, and Rose thinks about it for a while before answering that while she cannot see herself working anywhere but in the fashion industry, she would rather re-start with something small, maybe selling her creations through a shop, to get her confidence back and learn from her past mistakes.

🌹 "I envy you; I cannot go back doing what I did, and there is nothing I could do, and be happy with it, but to be a fighter, so I don't really know what I will do with my life..." you sigh, and Rose, sitting next to you, looks at you, hating how dejected you look. "Could you not work in the world of combat sports, just not at a fighter?" she proposes, and you blink. "What?" "Well, as a talented fighter, there must be someone interested in your competence. You could become a trainer, or open a gym that focuses on teaching combat sports. There are also former athletes that become spokespeople, sport commentators, and a lot of other things. You could be anything you want, believe me; you are clearly tenacious and smart enough."

🌹 It is... an interesting idea, one you decide to seriously reflect on, but the thing you appreciate the most is Rose taking an interest in your life and complimenting you. You are enjoying the moment so much that when she timidly speaks again, you completely miss her words. "What? Sorry, did you say something?" "I... I was wondering if you wanted to get a drink, tonight. Wi-with me." Rose repeats; she is stuttering, but takes courage seeing that your expression is that of a woman who has received the best present of her life "There is a little bar not far from here..."

🌹 Obviously you accept, flattered and happy. You and Rose spend a lovely evening sharing a drink at the bar and then taking a walk in the city, talking and having fun together as if you had known each other for decades. You still think she is out of your league -and don't know she is thinking the very same thing about you- but enjoy her company nonetheless. At one point you stop next to a little park to admire the view, a man runs past you... and grabs Rose's bag, snatching it from her. She screams, and you, not even thinking about it, run after the man, that you soon reach and punch violently in the face, forcing him to leave Rose's bag.

🌹 You are breathless -you have trained as a fighter, not a runner, and that guy was fast!- but the grateful smile Rose gives you makes the effort more than worthy; and then she kisses you on the cheek in thanks, and you spend the rest of the night feeling on cloud nine.

🌹 In time, you also confess how much of a fan of her fashion house you have always been, which flatters Rose to no end. “I would have never worn them, though, obviously; your clothes, I mean.” “How so?” “Well... look at me.” you point out, surprised you need to explain it “I don’t exactly have the body tipe for high fashion, do I? A dress by you, no matter how elegant, would be wasted on an person as ungraceful as me. I have always worn sports clothing, jeans and trainers at best; with a dress and heels I would probably look ridiculous.” Rose does not comment, but you can clearly see she disagrees.

🌹 In the end, you and your allies' mission begins; you have to intervene three times to protect Rose and the others from those who would hurt you, and in the end you are 34 million dollars (34 million dollars!) richer; Debbie shakes your hand and thanks you for your help, while you admit you are the one who should be grateful, and you are, because she gave you the first opportunity to feel strong, capable, in control -in a word, alive- in so many years. You are not only talking about the heist and you both know it.

🌹 Still, when it is time for you and Rose to part, everything you would like to say to her, express your feelings, tell her how much you loved meeting her and wish to give your relationship time to evolve, does not come out. You have always been shy in matters of the heart, and telling another person you are interested in them is next to impossible for you, the intensity of those feelings notwithstanding. You strongly suspect that your crush for Rose has become something much more serious and enduring, but you need to tell her, because if you hesitate now, you might never see her again...

🌹 "So... it was great meeting you. Good luck for everything, take care of yourself." These are the last words you say to her, and you regret them as soon as they leave your lips, and Rose, who has been waiting anxiously for you to speak, looks so disappointed tears have filled her eyes. "Yeah... you too." she murmurs, and after an awkward hug, you part, seemingly forever.

🌹 Time passes. You return home and, acting on Rose's suggestion, open a gym to teach combat sports; you buy and refurbish an abandoned building, hire other former athletes you knew and respected from your time as a fighter as trainers, and offer free classes to kids from low-income families or neighborhoods. You soon find out you love it, much more than as a simple diversion to occupy your time with; you learned a lot by your trainers, even when you were already an experienced fighter, and it is a genuine joy to pass your experience and knowledge to younger athletes, to help them achieve their potential or even more importantly to give them a direction in life, a way to channel their energy in a constructive manner, teach them discipline and keep them away from the streets. Your good name as a fighter has not been forgotten and soon the gym attracts a high number of pupils, and so you keep yourself busy, and productive, and happy, for the first time in many years.

🌹You have heard that Rose has started designing clothes again, selling them through a shop she manages personally as she told you was her intention, but six months pass before you have the courage to look for her; your friendship had lasted only for a few weeks, the most insecure part of you keeps whispering in your ear, and while you had really bonded, whatever feelings she might have harboured for you must have been forgotten, maybe -and how it hurts to think that!- in favour of someone else, younger and prettier and more elegant... 

🌹 In the end you decide to try, no matter how embarassing it might be, because otherwise you know you will regret it forever. You wear your best clothes and even put some make up on, buy some flowers and go, determined to ask Rose out for a date. You come into the shop, find her fixing a beautiful dress on a mannequin... and when she sees you, she almost screams. "(name)! It is you!"

🌹She is clearly happy to see you, flattered to receive your flowers and happy to know you have followed her advice to open a gym, but before you can say -stutter, most likely- what you actually came to see her for, she quickly leaves to reach the back of the shop, and comes back a minute later with a large, flat box. "I would have come to see you soon. I am sorry it took me so long, this literally arrived this morning, I had to change the design five times because it never seemed right, didn’t seem you... but I hope you like it."

🌹 She offers you the box, that you open with shaking hands. Neatly folded inside there is a dress, the most beautiful dress you have ever seen, in the style that you had admired the most among Rose's creations, years ago, with coordinated shoes, a jacket and even jewels. It fits you perfectly, and you had no idea how Rose did it since you never told her your size -can she tell just looking at you, since after all she is an experieced designer? Or has she looked at, and cares for, you so much that she has memorized your body shape, as well as what you would look best in and be happiest to wear?- but of one thing you are sure: it is the best present you have ever received, not least because it is her gifting her to you.

🌹 "Thank you, I... I do not know what to say, I cannot wait to put it on..." you say, and Rose smiles, and for a precious, beautiful minute, it is like you are understanding each other, your fears and your hopes and your feelings, without the need to speak them out loud. You take a deep breath and add: "... maybe I could wear it to take you out for dinner, one of these nights?"

🌹Rose beams. "(name), nothing would make me happier."

[floguapo]

Reem Ahmed SALAMA vs Li RANRAN | Female Kumite 50 kg BRONZE | WKF WORLD ...

[archoneddzs15]

Sega Mega Drive - The Kick Boxing (Best of the Best: Championship Karate / Andre Panza Kick Boxing)

Title: The Kick Boxing / ザ・キックボクシング

Developer: Groupe Loriciel SA

Publisher: Micro World

Release date: 29 January 1993

Catalogue No.: T-49143

Genre: Martial Arts

Better known as Best of the Best: Championship Karate, or Andre Panza Kick Boxing, this game by the French software developer, Loriciel, started life on the Amiga but soon found its way onto many computers and consoles such as the PC, Atari ST, PC Engine (in America on HuCard, and in Japan on Super CD), Super Famicom and of course the Mega Drive.

Surprisingly the Mega Drive version seems to be the best out of the console versions although I would say that the PC Engine version looks the best in terms of background graphics since they have been completely redesigned.

Anyway, the game is basically a 1 on 1 fighting simulation. At first, it's impossible to beat anyone so you must train and beef up your character (who you can name by the way) for him to gain skills that can be used to take out the opposition.  It's these training sessions that actually drag the game down since they all consist of a 30-second span, kicking a sandbag then a reflex test. These training sessions never change and are always in that order. Considering you have to do these a lot it really does become tiresome.

The actual main part of the game on the other hand is in fact quite fun. It will take a while to get used to the controls since holding down "A" and pushing a certain direction on the D-Pad will perform a move.  Holding down the "B" button will let loose a kind of super attack, however, you only have 3 of these per round. Animation is excellent as you fight as are the speech samples. The only real gripe I have is the fact that your character doesn't turn around if he passes the opponent. This can be quite annoying if your opponent lets loose one of his super attacks because there's nothing you can do about it.

While 'The Kick Boxing' isn't going to appeal to all fighting game fans, I'm sure it will appeal to some. After all, I hate boxing games and shit like that but found this to be quite entertaining.

[homeofthemany]

jack versus kai

part 1, part 2, part 3

second part of my "kickin' it in china" analysis! the post got long so i split it up lmao. robin keep your analysis posts to a relatively short length challenge, level: impossible.

TW for general discussion of trauma & ptsd, & a light allusion to abuse ["punished"]??? nothing really specific, it's all light.

seeing kai again; jack's resolve crumbling

i truly think that seeing kai again would emotionally destroy jack for a bit. not because jack actually believed he left that part of his life behind, but because he's always running from it. he dropped karate, became a skater & moved to seaford with no intention of coming back to it. then he does, albeit reluctantly, but this time he actually enjoys it. he doesn't get punished for making mistakes and has people he likes to train with, rather than the one person who's always trying to prove that he's better than him. and then right when he thinks he's let go, when he's at the one tournament where he can show himself that he's actually good at this thing he loves, kai himself shows up. and jack is forced to realize that all he's actually been doing is running away.

hell, he almost drops out of the fight right after, too! jack & kai's brief interaction when they see each other again doesn't give us much [other than the fact that he refused to let kai see him freaking out, showing that he doesn't want to look like a scared little kid in front of him], but jack's immediate resignation to everything does. he's already in the finals, but he'd still rather give up on the championship than have to face kai again; he just accepts that he can't win against him and seems pretty ready to go home before kim & rudy stop him.

about here is where i think things would seriously take a turn if this wasn't on disney! i think jack would've had a complete breakdown after seeing kai because of the ptsd from that match, and his relationship with rudy here would definitely shift into a much more personal one here because he'd see how troubled jack actually is. BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT OF THIS POST & IS A DEEP DIVE FOR ANOTHER TIME. i also think that jerry, milton, & eddie would've been notified of all this considering jerry's his best friend [or is on the way to becoming his best friend] & all of them in general became close very fast. rudy's dojo is a sanctuary for those troubled kids, so they'd all have a tight bond even if jack keeps them at arms length regarding his personal life & history.

after they get him settled down jack's like okay cool maybe things will be all right! and then proceeds to get JUMPED LMFAO. kai saves him but jack's intuition is very strong. i think he would've known something was up because he's able to sense something off about ricky [1x08], brody [1x20], carson [2x20], & probably a few others i'm forgetting. but he not only sniffs out liars & bad people fast, he's just a smart kid who knows when something's up. my point is that jack has a very strong sense of danger, & it's a pretty consistent trait of his; he trusts his gut, & he's right often enough to be confident in his judgment. i can see him being very weirded out by kai suddenly being there to help, but can understand him looking past it because now he's just worried about whether or not he can compete. and he can't.

i would imagine that being told you can't compete in the tournament you finally felt you could prove yourself in, would suck. in jack's mind, this tournament was going to determine his future—but not his future in karate. winning the tournament would finally let him believe he was actually good at martial arts & that he was finally past all of the stuff with kai and his grandfather. but then his wrist gets broken, he can't compete, and kai, the guy who beat the shit out of him when they were twelve[?] years old, the rival he'd been trying to outperform throughout his childhood, saved him. how conflicting.

final part (: