And just when I thought it couldn't get any more childish around here...

Card games? Really? Isn't that a bit... you know, old school? Well... I guess the twist of having the monsters become actually menacing makes it slightly more appealing to me... but I have better methods of settling my differences than this. Unless the tournament winner gets ( Read more... )

Trick-or-treating? Tch... how juvenile. I was right about this place, it is a crooked Halloween Town.

Hmph... whatever... as long as everyone stays far enough away from me, I doubt anyone will be getting hurt. Take as much candy you want-in fact, have all of it. I don't really care for it, anyways.

Now... to finish hunting down that misfit robocop.

[With a glowing flash of light, Ragna the Bloodedge appeared in the Netherworld, grimacing and shaking his head irritatedly, almost as if it were no big deal.]

Tch... freakin' rabbit. Dammit, I'm sick of being tossed around like this. What the hell do I look like to her, a rag doll? ...A Ragna doll? Oh, whatever. I need to find my way out of this ( Read more... )