Matt: I think the cartoon was right to make Splinter a man who gets turned into a rat.
Chris: You know, I prefer the movie version, because the idea of a rat that learned karate so good that it could be a sensei if it was ever mutated into being a man is pretty baller. Of course, it’s also worth noting that the guy who owned Splinter was a ninja master who also had a 9-to-5 day job doing construction in a hardhat and overalls, so… that’s a little dodgy.
Chris: You know, I prefer the movie version, because the idea of a rat that learned karate so good that it could be a sensei if it was ever mutated into being a man is pretty baller. Of course, it’s also worth noting that the guy who owned Splinter was a ninja master who also had a 9-to-5 day job doing construction in a hardhat and overalls, so… that’s a little dodgy.
— Chris Sims and Matt Wilson on
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)"I know what special abilities you have. I can see the enhancements. I can detect the increased electrical activity in your brain. I know what moves you're preparing to make. I've already fought our fight in my head, in a million different ways. I can hit you without you even seeing me."
— Midnighter, The Authority
"You are all familiar with geeks as a genus," he continues, "but what you need to get your heads round is that I am such a massive geek, such a totally terrifying concentration of nerdhood, that I have actually cracked the code for human social behavior using mathematics. I am able to interact with people on what appears to be a casual non-scientific footing, and even get laid like a regular guy, because I made an intense study of behavioural and statistical ethnographics, and I am constantly running a series of predictive and quantitative calculations in my head, which provides me with acceptable human responses within the normative band and counterfeits qualitative judgement so well the difference is within the margin of error."
— Professor Derek, The Gone-Away World, Nick Harkaway
"This mustn't register on an emotional level. First, distract target. Then block his blind jab. Counter with cross to left cheek. Discombobulate. Dazed, he'll attempt wild haymaker. Employ elbow block and body shot. Block feral left. Weaken right jaw. Now fracture. Break cracked ribs. Traumatize solar plexus. Dislocate jaw entirely. Heel kick to diaphragm. In summary, ears ringing, jaw fractured, three ribs cracked, four broken. Diaphragm hemorrhaging. Physical recovery: six weeks. Full psychological recovery: six months. Capacity to spit at back of head: neutralized."
"Check it out. Dial it in. Amp it up!"
"Every jutsu has a weakness."
— Itachi Uchiha, Naruto
"Oh honey, now who's being stupid? I've got the most powerful weapon of all," Tattletale purred, smiling wickedly, "Information."
— Tattletale, Worm
"I know your type. You guys are always spouting crap like, 'I've analyzed all your capabilities' or 'I can anticipate all your moves!' The only way to fight someone like that is to get reckless!"
—Ryuko Matoi, Kill la Kill
Honestly, I think there was a bit more strategy than you might think.
The Knight simply hammered away at her, and had no real point behind its blows except for them to land.
Weiss, on the other hand, took advantage of the machines slow attacking and moving speed to outmaneuver it and compensate for her comparatively weaker strikes.
Her first few attempts at the knight were probably quite miserable, until she of course learned how to move fast enough to avoid it.
Also, can you honestly say you would be able to keep track of everything going on if you were looking form the perspective of Weiss? She had to know exactly when to use dust, when to time her strikes, when to dodge and then strike, timing her spins on Myrtenaster exactly so they landed at the correct function, and did all of this while moving in 3D Space (Horizontal, vertical, and across the Z axis), while only missing a beat once. She did all of this without the blessing of a 3rd person perspective.
Normal people can't do that. Hell, most people trained for military can't do that. You have to have an extremely high intellect to consistently think in 3 dimensions while moving at high velocities.
Her nose twitched. She'd noticed a sharp rise in her senses' acuity as the drug dosages faded. Colors, sounds, and right now scents were sharper and clearer than ever before. And right now, both Ikari-kun and Pilot Soryu smelled strongly of chlorine, ammonia, dust... and each other.
Several things snapped into place and a cascade of thoughts rolled through Rei's mind. 'Observation: Ikari-kun and Pilot Soryu have returned to the classroom smelling alike and of each other, their tension gone. Conclusion: they have just engaged in some activity together in a confined space that satisfied them both. Second conclusion: They utilized the school cleaning supply closet to engage in... sexual intercourse?' The subject was suddenly utterly fascinating. 'Observation: Ikari-kun and Pilot Soryu have been engaged in a complicated act for the last several weeks involving concealing their actual feelings for each other from the public at large but not from each other. They have attempted physical intimacies when they believed I could not observe them. They have presented evidence of intense, reciprocal affection. Both have displayed signs of concealed anger and tension when members of the opposite sex have attempted to 'flirt' with the other. Conclusion: Pilot Soryu and Ikari-kun are engaged in a romantic and sexual relationship. Observation: they have taken great pains to maintain the appearance that they are mutually antagonistic and uninvolved, especially around Major Katsuragi. They have steadily acted to encourage Hikari-san and Suzuhara-san to bond and devote their attention to each other. Conclusion: They are actively trying to conceal their relationship from their friends and superiors at NERV.
Rei pondered that last point. 'Why? Their feelings for each other are obvious to me. From her commentary at most dinners, Major Katsuragi is at a minimum aware of their attraction to each other. Yet they have spent weeks concealing that they are in a relationship. Tentative conclusion: they fear exposure of their relationship will result in actions by Major Katsuragi or NERV command that will separate them. Sub-conclusion: they would not fear this or devote so much effort to protecting it if it was not very important to them. Secrecy is protection and safety for their relationship. They do not want others to remove that choice or happiness from them.'
Several things snapped into place and a cascade of thoughts rolled through Rei's mind. 'Observation: Ikari-kun and Pilot Soryu have returned to the classroom smelling alike and of each other, their tension gone. Conclusion: they have just engaged in some activity together in a confined space that satisfied them both. Second conclusion: They utilized the school cleaning supply closet to engage in... sexual intercourse?' The subject was suddenly utterly fascinating. 'Observation: Ikari-kun and Pilot Soryu have been engaged in a complicated act for the last several weeks involving concealing their actual feelings for each other from the public at large but not from each other. They have attempted physical intimacies when they believed I could not observe them. They have presented evidence of intense, reciprocal affection. Both have displayed signs of concealed anger and tension when members of the opposite sex have attempted to 'flirt' with the other. Conclusion: Pilot Soryu and Ikari-kun are engaged in a romantic and sexual relationship. Observation: they have taken great pains to maintain the appearance that they are mutually antagonistic and uninvolved, especially around Major Katsuragi. They have steadily acted to encourage Hikari-san and Suzuhara-san to bond and devote their attention to each other. Conclusion: They are actively trying to conceal their relationship from their friends and superiors at NERV.
Rei pondered that last point. 'Why? Their feelings for each other are obvious to me. From her commentary at most dinners, Major Katsuragi is at a minimum aware of their attraction to each other. Yet they have spent weeks concealing that they are in a relationship. Tentative conclusion: they fear exposure of their relationship will result in actions by Major Katsuragi or NERV command that will separate them. Sub-conclusion: they would not fear this or devote so much effort to protecting it if it was not very important to them. Secrecy is protection and safety for their relationship. They do not want others to remove that choice or happiness from them.'
—Rei Ayanami, Advice and Trust, chapter 5
Your power and speed make you a beast to fight... you might even be better than me right now in that regard... but you have no experience in fighting technique. I'm a prodigy. I can easily read the movements of a complete amateur like you. I only need to analyze your stance, point of view, and movement patterns to dodge. But there's also center of gravity, muscle tension, breathing... energy... observation of all of those will tell me your "next move"... I probably couldn't avoid attacks of your speed with my reflexes... but I'm already dodging before you've attacked. And before your attack motion ends, my attack begins. Your reflexes won't be able to keep up. You'll take a direct hit.
—Garou to Saitama, One-Punch Man
In the Vasudan War, we learned how to adapt. We learned how to study our enemy. We learned how to overcome. We learned how to survive. And so we did.
—The Player character's closing narration, Freespace
Sherlock Holmes: When I met you for the first time yesterday, I said "Afghanistan or Iraq?"
John Watson: Yes. How did you know?
Sherlock Holmes: I didn't know, I saw. Your haircut, the way you hold yourself, says military. The conversation as you entered the room said trained at Bart's, so army doctor. Obvious. Your face is tanned, but no tan above the wrists; you've been abroad but not sunbathing. The limp's really bad when you walk, but you don't ask for a chair when you stand, like you've forgotten about it, so it's at least partly psychosomatic. That suggests the original circumstances of the injury were probably traumatic; wounded in action, then. Wounded in action, suntan; Afghanistan or Iraq.
John Watson: You said I had a therapist.
Sherlock Holmes: You've got a psychosomatic limp. Of course you've got a therapist. Then there's your brother. Your phone - it's expensive, email enabled, MP3 player. But you're looking for a flat-share, you wouldn't waste money on this. It's a gift, then. Scratches - not one, many over time. It's been in the same pocket as keys and coins. The man sitting next to me wouldn't treat his one luxury item like this, so it's had a previous owner. The next bit's easy, you know it already. [indicates back of the phone, which has been engraved with the inscription "Harry Watson - from Clara XXX"]
John Watson: The engraving?
Sherlock Holmes: Harry Watson, clearly a family member who's given you his old phone. Not your father - this is a young man's gadget. Could be a cousin, but you're a war hero who can't find a place to live. Unlikely you've got an extended family, certainly not one you're close to, so brother it is. Now, Clara. Who's Clara? Three kisses says romantic attachment. Expensive phone says wife, not girlfriend. Must've given it to him recently; this model's only six months old. Marriage in trouble, then. Six months on, he's just giving it away? If she'd left him, he would've kept it. People do, sentiment. But no, he wanted rid of it; he left her. He gave the phone to you, that says he wants you to stay in touch. You're looking for cheap accommodation, but you're not going to your brother for help. That says you've got problems with him. Maybe you liked his wife, maybe you don't like his drinking.
John Watson: How can you possibly know about the drinking? [cuts to a close-up of the phone's charger port, showing obvious scratches around it]
Sherlock Holmes: Shot in the dark. Good one, though. Power connection - tiny little scuff marks around the edge of it. Every night he goes to plug it in and charge but his hands are shaky. You never see those marks on a sober man's phone, never see a drunk's without them. There you go, you see? You were right.
John Watson: Right about what?
Sherlock Holmes: The police don't consult amateurs.
Claudius was a famous scholar,
Claudius shed less blood than ink,
When he came to fight the Britons
From the fray he did not shrink,
But the weapons of his choice were
Rope and stilts and camel stink.
Oh, Oh Oh!
Rope and stilts and stink of camel
Made the British army shake.
Off they ran with yells of horror
And their cries the dead would wake –
Cries as loud as Claudius utters
When he’s got the stomach-ache.
Claudius shed less blood than ink,
When he came to fight the Britons
From the fray he did not shrink,
But the weapons of his choice were
Rope and stilts and camel stink.
Oh, Oh Oh!
Rope and stilts and stink of camel
Made the British army shake.
Off they ran with yells of horror
And their cries the dead would wake –
Cries as loud as Claudius utters
When he’s got the stomach-ache.
— Song sung by the Roman Legions about Emperor Claudius' victories in Britain, Claudius The God by Robert Graves
The great library was the height of logic and deduction. Contained within its walls were the logical prediction of every action ever taken by any creature, mortal or Daedric. Every birth. Every death. The rise of Tiber Septim. The Numidium. Everything. All predicted with the formulae found within Jyggalag's library.
"Takumi Fujito. Age: 42. Quirk: Spines, you convert the fat in your body into spines that can be detached, however they have a tendency to bleed when you do that, so you avoid detaching them if at all possible. Family: you have a wife that you married ten years ago and four kids, all under the age of 15. Your youngest just turned six last wednesday, congratulations, by the way. Weaknesses: your family, the dependence of your quirk on your previous fat stores and the risk of blood loss if forced to use it in the wrong way. You also have a severe allergy to shellfish. Did I get anything wrong?"
— Izuku Midoriya/Mastermind to Takumi Fujito, Mastermind: Strategist for Hire
MC: How did [Mitsunari] know exactly what Akabori was going to do?
Masamune: Mitsunari doesn't fight with his sword. He fights with his mind.
MC: What does that mean?
Ieyasu: He's a gifted analyst. He'll pick up on your weaknesses and habits and exploit them. If you have any flaws at all, it doesn't matter if you're twice his size; he can beat you.
MC: But, hold on, it would take way more than one fight to learn all that about your opponent.
Ieyasu: ...Yeah, for a normal human. It's so unfair. That's why I hate him.
Masamune: Mitsunari doesn't fight with his sword. He fights with his mind.
MC: What does that mean?
Ieyasu: He's a gifted analyst. He'll pick up on your weaknesses and habits and exploit them. If you have any flaws at all, it doesn't matter if you're twice his size; he can beat you.
MC: But, hold on, it would take way more than one fight to learn all that about your opponent.
Ieyasu: ...Yeah, for a normal human. It's so unfair. That's why I hate him.
"Samurai... you are a warrior, I can see that. You trained your whole life for this, and you have won battles that lesser men have called unwinnable, yes? But while you were sharpening your sword, do you know how I prepared for today? I learned. I know your language, your traditions, your beliefs. Which villages to tame, and which to burn. So I will ask you once again, Samurai... do you surrender?"
"I've found the winning formula!"
Visual Calculus: The shards face outward. Whatever broke this window came from the inside.
The Detective: Did I break it with my own hands?
Visual Calculus: A fine web of scarring covers the back of your right hand but none of it is recent.
The Detective: What did this then?
Visual Calculus: More likely a projectile than a held object. There are no fragments on the floor from pulling a tool back in after impact.
The Detective: Wait, what am I doing?
Visual Calculus: Something you have done before.
The Detective: Did I break it with my own hands?
Visual Calculus: A fine web of scarring covers the back of your right hand but none of it is recent.
The Detective: What did this then?
Visual Calculus: More likely a projectile than a held object. There are no fragments on the floor from pulling a tool back in after impact.
The Detective: Wait, what am I doing?
Visual Calculus: Something you have done before.
"It's a learning robot. Every moment you spend fighting it only increases its knowledge of how to beat you."
— Mirage on the Omnidroid, The Incredibles
"This mode consumes a lot of energy, but I should be able to conserve with you more clearly. Pop Fizz, I will gather information. My suit is equipped with features that can search through Skylands' historical records for data relevant to our dilemma. I will then analyze that data and piece together the events that the Cyclops were referring to. I shall let you know when my research is done".
— Drobot, Skylanders: Ring of Heroes
