Character: Ragna the Bloodedge
Series:
BlazblueCharacter Age: not stated, but around 24.
Job: Resident Ghostbuster
Canon: There's a story that's retold and well-known. In the past, a great Black Beast once threatened to destroy and engulf everything. Fortunately for the world, six Great Heroes stepped forward to create "Ars Magus", weapons with both magical and scientific abilities. With the help of these weapons, the Black Beast was soon defeated. After its defeat, the NOL (Novus Orbis Librarium) was created in order to control the distribution of the dangerous Ars Magus. Fast forward a century, and not everyone is happy with the way the NOL is running things.
One such person is a vigilante, "Ragna the Bloodedge", who also has the pleasure of having the largest recorded bounty in history. And with good reason. He's a man of action (mostly impulsive, destroying various NOL branches) and little words (mostly screaming, or insults), and can pretty much be described as your typical shounen idiot. At first glance, he's rude, abrasive and distant. He dislikes getting attached to other people, and prefers to go at his own pace. However, despite his slightly off-putting first impressions, Ragna is actually quite capable of being... pleasant, depending on the person. He's a bit of an unwilling softie at heart, and can pretty much act like the wonderful big brother (though he'll whine about it internally). The short-tempered, prone-to-punching older sibling of the cast, he'll play along with your jokes and playfully tease you... If he's not telling you to get the hell away from him, or being absolutely terrified of ghosts.
Sample Post:
Hey! Listen up, damnit! Who do I have to beat up to file a complaint around here?!
Seriously, what the hell kind of a joke is this? I played along with your stupid game long enough, and it’s about time I got some answers. Dragged here to do your dirty work, and I’ve already been dragged to my limits and back. Not like I expected anything better, considering I’m stuck here over something as stupid as “Ghostbusting”. Who the hell do you think I am? Placing me in your “ghost-inhabited” nowhere and expecting me to do something about it? The place looks like it’s got more than just ghosts, anyway. I’m talking about the crawling pieces of meat everywhere. They need to learn to keep their hands to themselves, or else I’ll help ‘em lose ‘em. How many hauntings do you have around here to even need this damn job opening, anyway?! If you end up with that many, you might as well pack up and move out. Ghosts play dirty--you can't slice 'em, hit 'em, anything. And it’s not like you can kill ‘em, because they’re already dead. So what the hell is the point?! Just deal with it yourselves.
But no, that ain’t the main problem. It’s that poor excuse of a “haunted house” over there. The one I’m supposed to clear out, according to the job description. I said I’d deal with your shit, because it’s not like I was given any other choice. So I went in there. Dealt with the-the cold feeling. The surroundings were fine, how you’d expect a place like that to look like. The thing that wasn’t fine was your goddamn ghosts. Think I wouldn’t figure out something as simple as a bunch of rotting idiots under a bedsheet? Give me a fucking break! Like I said before, you can’t slice a damn ghost. Obviously something’s wrong when I throw a rock at it and the ghost falls apart at the seams. Guess I gotta give you some credit for the birds, though. You almost got me there. Glad to see you put some more effort into scamming me out of my time, at least. The whole ‘talking in your head’ shit was pretty convincing. A suggestion for next time: give them some eye-holes when you drape sheets over their heads. The trick was up the moment they flew into the wall.
Either way, turns out your “haunted house” is just cheap as hell, and not haunted in the least. Why dump someone here to solve your ghost problem when you don’t have one in the first place? I’m not in the mood to deal with your power trip. If the only reason I’m here is for you to laugh at my expense while I tear your damn zombies apart, Sayre, you got another thing coming.
I’ll deal with Casper, first. Then I’m heading straight for you.
49 in / 1 out. w--what 98%. ;; voting went
here.