#ralf jones

[viceandmature]

Frankensteiner Grapplers

[nyattovanilla]

i wanted to draw something sexy but i failed

[dorianthedoll]

ikari warriors

[thesilliestrovingalive]

Reckless fun in the jungle

It's a fine day beneath the subtropical sun, deep within the scorching heart of a treacherous jungle. A team of elite operatives—Tequila, Marco, Tarma, Eri, Ralf, and Nadia—have been sent to the southern part of the Amazon Rainforest by the Regular Army for a perilous mission. Their objective is to infiltrate and dismantle a ruthless guerrilla group suspected of human trafficking, illicit arms dealing, and narcotics smuggling. Intel suggests a possible alliance with the notorious Ptolemaic Army, a terrorist cult infamous for its brutality and corrupting influence. With precision and skill, Marco and his team must track down the guerrilla group, gather crucial intel on a possible alliance with the Ptolemaic Army, and execute a swift and decisive takedown to shatter the organisation's grip on the region.

The hypervigilant Tequila leads the group with awe-inspiring courage, his grenade launcher at the ready. Marco follows closely behind, his usual stoic demeanour masking a deep longing to return to the Sparrowhawk Operations Base and reunite with Perifa, whose dramatic flair he misses dearly. Eri, who had previously instructed her fellow Ptolemaic Army deserters to scout for a secret base and any suspicious activity, stands ready with her trusty explosives at hand.

Ralf is pumped for action, his senses heightened as he drinks in the jungle's symphony of natural sounds and feels the adrenaline coursing through his veins like liquid fire. Tarma walks alongside Marco, cracking jokes to ease the tension, but Eri and Tequila remain unamused, finding his humour unprofessional. Meanwhile, his queerplatonic partner, Marco, struggles to maintain a straight face, stifling a couple of laughs in an effort to stay focused. Ralf, however, revels in Tarma's lightheartedness, while Nadia giggles, lost in romantic thoughts of her best friend, Trevor.

Before they can proceed further, Marco suggests splitting up, a plan that Tequila endorses. Marco and Eri meticulously outline the stealth mission, assigning Ralf, Tarma, and Nadia to reconnaissance duty, tasked with identifying potential enemies and hostages. Meanwhile, Marco, Eri, and Tequila will continue searching for the guerrilla group's headquarters. After a brief strategy session, the group divides: Ralf, Tarma, and Nadia head out separately from Tequila, Marco, and Eri.

As they stealthily tread through the jungle, Nadia's focus wanes, and she starts to feel restless, yearning for something more than this mission. Just in time, Ralf spots a secluded hideout, a fallen tree shrouded in dense greenery, where they can lay low for a couple of minutes. The group swiftly settles in, remaining vigilant and on high alert. Ralf, Tarma, and Nadia anxiously await any news from Marco's group via walkie-talkie, hoping to pinpoint the elusive guerrilla group's current location. Ralf and Tarma remain vigilant, scanning their surroundings for potential threats and innocent bystanders, while Nadia's gaze wanders, her attention drawn to the lush jungle foliage and beautiful birds.

As Nadia leans against the tree trunk, she pulls out a blue bubblegum ball from her square-shaped pouch adorned with kitty ears. She pops it into her mouth, chewing and savouring the sweet blueberry flavour. As her gaze continues to wander through the gorgeous sights of the Amazon Rainforest, she spots some enticing swinging vines and her lips curl into a playful smile. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she elbows Tarma…

Tarma jerks slightly, caught off guard by Nadia's elbow to his right arm. He swiftly turns to face her, his head tilted in curiosity, and asks, "Huh? What's up, Nadia?"

She nods towards the hanging vines, her grin growing bigger, and blows an impressive bubble before it pops. Tarma quietly looks at them, adjusting his red-tinted sunglasses and squinting slightly.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Nadia asks, spitting out her chewed-up blueberry bubblegum, as Tarma's smirk forms, accompanied by a low, amused chuckle.

“I so do,” he replies, flashing a charming smirk, his response coming easily and without hesitation.

He watches as Nadia stands up and joyously skips over to the vines, catching Ralf's attention. Ralf raises an eyebrow at Tarma, but before he can say a word, Tarma swiftly stands up, stretches briefly, and confidently strides over to Nadia. As Ralf's gaze follows Tarma to the hanging vines, he grasps the hint and decides to join in on the fun.

Meanwhile, Marco, Eri, and Tequila are cautiously navigating the jungle, vigilant for any signs of the guerrilla group's members. They're also awaiting crucial intel from Ptolemaic Army deserters regarding the location of the group's headquarters, where their illicit operations are allegedly taking place. To pass the time, Tequila decides to strike up a conversation to break the monotony of the deafening silence. He has a strong hunch that Marco will remain his usual taciturn self, but he's certain that Eri will definitely respond.

“I hope these guys aren't affiliated with those cultish dumbasses from the Serapion Fellowship,” Tequila says, his voice dripping with disdain, his face twisted in a mix of anger and revulsion as he recalls his past run-in with the group.

“You mean the Ptolemaic Army?” Eri asks, her voice laced with disdain, accompanied by a tired scoff. “The Serapion Fellowship was decimated when the Ikari Warriors tore through them.”

“The Ikari Warriors didn't finish the job,” Tequila interjects gruffly, his tone respectful yet firm, catching Eri off guard. “My old comrades and I had to clean up the remnants. I'm telling ya, Ptolemaios and his devotees are like blind, stubborn leeches… Those motherfuckers never know when to quit!”

He pauses, fishing out a cigar from his right cargo pants pocket and lighting it with his metallic blue-green lighter. As he takes a slow drag, he eyes Eri with a hint of uncertainty, "I assume you haven't heard about the Arms Deal Barrage?"

Eri exhales a heavy sigh, her gaze dropping to the jungle soil as she falls into a silent reverie, feeling a tad foolish for nearly overlooking a seemingly insignificant event in the Regular Army’s history.

“Yup! Your Lothario son spilled all the details to me,” she replies, her voice involuntarily tinged with a chill as she crosses her arms, oblivious to the fact that Gimlet has kept a dark secret regarding the Regular Army hidden from her.

“Really?” he says gruffly, his right eyebrow shooting up in skepticism, amused by the thought of Gimlet being her informant on this particular matter.

Marco's attention is suddenly diverted by the distant shouts of thrilled excitement from a girl and a man, who enthusiastically belts out Tarzan's iconic jungle call, echoing through the air. He swiftly interrupts the conversation between Eri and Tequila, clearing his throat awkwardly, his interest piqued by something in the commotion.

“Uhhhmm… Guys, I think we have a problem,” Marco says, his voice low and serious, nodding discreetly towards the source of his concern.

“Tsk! What is—” Eri starts to say, her voice tinged with annoyance, but her words die on her lips as her jaw drops in stunned astonishment at the scene unfolding before her.

“What the fuck is happening?” Tequila exclaims, his voice laced with confusion and incredulity as he glares upward at the reckless spectacle above him, his eyes widening in shock.

Marco, Eri, and Tequila watch in stupefied awe as Nadia, Ralf, and Tarma swing from vine to vine with reckless abandon, their movements eerily reminiscent of carefree, playful monkeys. It's as if the entire jungle has become their personal playground, and they're oblivious to the fact that their unprofessional antics might jeopardise their mission. Tequila can only hope that the three impulsive adventurers don't alert any nearby enemies to their presence. Eri's right eye twitches with suppressed rage, clearly unimpressed by their foolishness. Marco lets out a deep, exasperated sigh, smacking his forehead with the palm of his hand and shaking his head in dismay, his gaze cast downward.

“Weeeeeeeeee! This is so much fun!” Nadia squeals, her voice bursting with exuberant joy.

"You're absolutely right, gurl! This shit is amazing!" Ralf exclaims, feeling nostalgic for the good times he had with Clark on mercenary missions in the jungle.

Tarma unleashes a thunderous Tarzan yell, utterly shameless and fearless about attracting the attention of the guerrilla group members. However, his triumphant cry is abruptly cut short when he accidentally swallows a fast-moving insect, causing him to cough violently. He stops swinging from vine to vine and lands on a branch of a kapok tree, gasping for breath and reaching for his water canteen in his citron load-bearing backpack. Nadia can't help but burst out laughing at the unexpected turn of events. Meanwhile, Ralf stops by to check on Tarma, concern etched on his face.

"You okay, man?" Ralf asks, gently patting Tarma on the back with a hint of worry in his voice.

Tarma coughs some more, takes a long swig from his canteen, and clears his throat before calmly responding, "It could've been worse..."

Tarma's gaze wanders to Nadia, who’s still swinging with carefree abandon, then drops to Marco, Eri, and Tequila, clustered beneath the kapok tree's sprawling canopy, far below where he and Ralf stand. He swallows hard, the sound of his gulp audibly echoing through the air. Ralf's gaze follows, his expression contorting into an uneasy frown as his sunburst amber-sage eyes slowly lock onto Tarma.

“Maybe we should get back on track…” he suggests, wincing at the prospect of facing Eri's icy stare and scornful disapproval.

The thought of facing Clark's lecture at Sparrowhawk Operations Base makes him wince even more, especially if Eri shares the story of their impulsive escapade. Tarma silently nods and begins to carefully descend the kapok tree, using the vines for support. Ralf closely follows, keeping a watchful eye on Nadia as she continues to swing from vine to vine without a single care in the world. Her swift movements radiate pure joy, accompanied by thrilled shouts, squeals of excitement, and punctuated by a hilarious, off-key Tarzan jungle call.

After a few minutes of climbing down, Tarma and Ralf approach Marco, Eri, and Tequila, their heads hanging low in palpable shame. Marco's disapproving gaze settles on Tarma, who shifts uncomfortably, his hand drifting up to rub his upper arm in a telling sign of nervous humiliation. However, Marco's expression soon softens, his frustration easing as he realises he can't stay angrily disappointed at Tarma forever. Eri is furious with the two, her anger evident in a harsh puff of breath and her crossed arms, which seem to radiate a menacing aura. She's prepared to unleash a scathing tirade, especially once she discovers who sparked this entire debacle. Tequila appears relieved that they didn't attract unwanted attention, but his expression betrays frustration with their decision to slack off.

Luckily, Nadia soon returns from her vine-swinging escapade. However, her excitement is short-lived, a fragile vine snaps beneath her weight, sending her plummeting downwards. She lets out a blood-curdling scream, but Ralf swiftly swoops in, catching her small body in his arms. As he holds her, Nadia's trembling subsides, and she gradually calms down from the fear and exhilaration of her fall. Once she's composed, Ralf carefully sets her down on her feet, offering a reassuring pat on the back as she takes a deep, prolonged breath to calm her nerves. Now, Nadia braces herself for a scathing lecture from Eri, likely amplified by Tequila's disapproval. She fidgets with her thumbs, gazing up at the sky with an unconvincing attempt at feigning innocence.

Eri's gaze sweeps across the group, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity as she growls, "Which one of you thought it was a fucking brilliant idea to act like reckless retards in a situation like this?"

Nadia swiftly deflects the blame, her finger pointing accusingly at Tarma as she twirls her raspberry red locks with her free hand.

"Tarms is the one who started it," she claims, her tone dripping with false nonchalance.

However, Tarma's and Ralf's unflinching, deadpan gazes effectively debunk Nadia's attempt at innocence, their silent incredulity speaking volumes. Eri's hand flashes up, poised to deliver a sharp slap to Nadia's face, but Marco swiftly intervenes, firmly grasping her wrist to prevent the blow. He wisely knows that escalating the tension will only make the volatile situation worse.

Marco's expression turns stoically resolute, his brow furrowing as he sternly suggests, "Let's call a truce for now and concentrate on our mission."

Eri lets out an irritated snarl, ripping her wrist from Marco's grasp and rubbing it lightly. She turns to Tequila, seeking validation, and receives a discreet, affirming nod, signalling his agreement with Marco's suggestion. Whirling around, Eri confronts Tarma, Ralf, and Nadia with a twisted face, mocking them with a scornful snort. Deciding to lecture them later, she spins on her heel and strides away, refocusing on their mission to track down the guerrilla group's base deep in the Amazon Rainforest, hoping it's within a reachable distance. Tequila exhales a tense sigh, hastening to catch up with Eri, while Ralf follows quietly, ready to take on the guerrilla forces. Nadia falls into step behind them, her arms crossed and a scowl on her face, pouting silently like a sulky child.

Tarma pulls out a cigarette from his saffron-yellow vest, and Marco retrieves a cigar from his left khaki-green army cargo pants pocket, seeking to calm his frazzled nerves. As he approaches his queerplatonic friend, Marco extracts a gilded lighter from his crimson vest pocket and kindly lights both his cigar and Tarma's cigarette.

"Nadia... She never fails to amaze me with the creative ways she manages to stir up bullshit," Marco mutters, shaking his head in amused disapproval.

Tarma's expression turns mischievous as he sarcastically remarks, "I have to admit, she's quite the firecracker."

As he speaks, Tarma accompanies his words with a soft, affectionate squeeze of Marco's right hand, eliciting a gentle smile. Marco basks in the warm, carefree presence of his best friend and recent queerplatonic partner, enjoying Tarma’s breezy attitude on life. He could linger in this cozy moment forever, but he's keenly aware that pressing matters demand their attention.

After a few moments of adoring eye contact, Marco breaks the comfortable silence with a soft clearing of his throat, and suggests, "Shall we get going?"

Tarma exhales a stream of cigarette smoke and responds with a subtle nod, then quickly falls into step beside Marco as they catch up to Eri, Ralf, and Tequila, who are already some distance ahead. The team is eager to complete their mission, apprehend the criminals, and return to the Sparrowhawk Operations Base in one piece. Marco looks forward to reuniting with his calico cat, Perifa, and enjoying some snuggle time. Tarma can't wait to get back to restoring Clark's custom-built Velocette MAC motorcycle after this mission is complete.

Nadia is eager to spend quality time with Trevor and challenge him to another round of Dance Dance Revolution. Nadia is also looking forward to indulging in some of Fio's delectable baked goods. Tequila hopes that Red Eye is keeping Gimlet in line, ensuring he doesn't succumb to his typical laziness and womanising ways. Tequila and Eri can't wait to unwind with a well-deserved drink and good company back at the Sparrowhawk Operations Base, while Ralf hopes that Clark is doing well in his absence.

[bianat]

[mugenfinder]

Fio has awkward intros with the Ikari Warriors in Maximum Impact 2

[vhsveris]

Twitter garbage (december/january)

now I realize I never linked my twt in this site

[card-queen]

King of Fighters mega-post!

Available on our Etsy page

[mrbubbles2point0]

A personal commission I got of my KoF team from EVO 2024. Made by the great Edwin "IronPinky" Huang!

[catboy323]

Pattern recognition goes crazy

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1219: Silly Dentist Confessions (King of Fighters)

5:12 p.m. at K and Kula's Apartment..........

Leona's eyes slowly, but surely begins to open up from her slumber as she sees her closest peers: her father/colonel, her fellow Ikari Warriors members, their two understudies: K and Kula, and her loving boyfriend who's sitting right next to her on the sofa, standing right in front of her viewpoint.

Leona: E-Everyone?......

Shingo: (Smiles Softly as He's Gently Holding her Hand) Hey, honey. How are feeling?

Leona: ('Sigh') A little light-head, but-(Place her Hand on her Cheek, Surprised to Feel that There's No Signs of Aching Pain Whatsoever) The cavity.....It's gone.

Ralf: (Smiles Brightly along with Clark) Yep! The doc got it pulled out for you and everything.

Clark: With very little effort too. A-Aside from calming you down of course.

Heidern: (Smiles Softly) We had to inject you with laughing gas to help put your anxiety at ease.

Whip: (Smiles Sheepishly) As well as keeping you seated for the most part....

Leona: ('Sigh') Considering how childish I was acting beforehand, I'd say was for the best.

K': Yeah, no kidding. You were jumping all over the room that It literally took your dad and two of your teammates just have you stayed put. You really don't like the dentist that much, do you?

Leona: Correction, K'. (Forms a Dark Look in her Eyes) I despise the dentist with every fiber of my being.

Kula: (Simply Nodded in Agreement with her Arms Crossed, Pouting) ('Hmph') I don't blame you one bit. Dentists are the absolute worst!! (Turns Away While Sticking her Tongue Out in Disgust)

Leona: (Giggles a Bit at Kula's Childish Antics) My thoughts and sentiments exactly. It felt like a warzone in here

Ralf: (Scoffs a Bit While Rolling his Eyes) Yeah. For us maybe.

Clark: (Sighs While Shrugging)

Shingo: You have nothing worry about now that's the worst is over. (Kiss the Top of Leona's Hand)

Leona: (Heart Melts a Bit by Shingo's Sweetness Before Happily Nodded in Agreement) Of course. Thank you all. Though, I must ask. How was I acting after the appointment? I can't seem to remember most it unfortunately.

Everyone: (Turn to Each Other Woth Uncertainty in All their Eyes) Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........

Earlier at the Southtown's Dentist Clinic's Waiting Room..........

Shingo: (Nervously Walking Back and Forth) BeokayBeokayBeokayBeokayBeokay.....

K': (Slouching Down on a Chair's He Sitting At, Looking at his Phone) You're over muttering to yourself again, Yabuki. Relax.

Shingo: (Stops Pacing to Turn to K') That's easier said than done! You saw the way she was screaming and tried running away the moment the dentist came out here. She's scared out of here mind right now-The most scared I've EVER seen her yet even! ('Ugh') I dunno. (Looks Back at the Halls) Maybe I should go in there?....(Turns Back to Everyone Else) You think they'll alone one more person in the room?

Receptionist: (Sitting on her Desk, Reading a Magazine) Only three guests are allowed in, sir.

Shingo: (Slouches his Upper Body Down a Bit in Disappointment) Dangit.

Whip: (Places her Hand onto Shingo's Shoulder While Giving Him a Reassuring Smile) Just have a little more faith in her, yeah? Leona's the bravest solider I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. She got it.

Shingo: (Takes a Deep Breath Before Nodding in Agreement) Yeah....You're right. She's an Ikari Warrior. (Sits Back Down on his Seat Next to Kula) She can handle this.

K': Still worried about her, are you?

Shingo: Only a little, yeah.

Kula: (Gives Shingo a Wrapped Lollipop, Blue Flavored While Carrying One of her Own) Wanna lollipop to help calm your nerves?

Shingo: It feels weird having candy around in a place like this. ('Sighs in Defeat') But sure, why not. (Unwraps the Lollipop and Stick into his Mouth) Thanks.

Kula starts eating her lollipop as well as she happily lays the side of her head onto Shingo's shoulder.

Whip: (Gives Kula and Shingo a Light Sisterly Glare) Kids, you know full and well that you shouldn't be eating candy inside of a literal dentist clinic. (Frowns a Bit) Can I have one?

Kula toss her Big Sis Seriah a purple colored lollipop.

Whip: (Takes Wrapping Off the Candy and Eats It Herself, With Genuine Delight Shortly After) Mm~ Grape flavored.

K' rolls his eyes at the trio enjoying their candy before noticing three original Ikari Warriors Trio walking back into the waiting room.

K': Well, look who's finally back.

Whip: (Eyes Widens a Big at her Superiors) Colonel! (Quickly Throws the Candy She Was Eating Down at a Near the Tash Can) H-How's Leona doing?

Shingo: (Turns to Heidern, Ralf and Clark Along with Kula) Have you finally managed to calm her down?

Heidern: (Simply Nodded) We have. We even managed to successfully remove her aching cavity out in the process afterwards.

Clark: ('Sighs in Pure Relief') Really good thing too. She would've gone to her Orochi State if we didn't step in quickly.

K': (Genuinely Surprised) Damn. It was really that bad?

Ralf: (Shrugs) Yeah, but it was nothing we can't handle. (Forms A Bright Grin on his Face) What kind of superiors we'd be if we didn't fight tooth and nail just to help our cadets out?

K': A lazy, irresponsible ones maybe?

Ralf: Ding-Ding! Very answer good you got there, rookie.(Places his Hands on his Hips While Giving K' a Sly Smirk) For the prince of all lazybones.

K': (Rolls his Eyes) Don't treat me like a chil, Jones. It's better than being overly loud and obnoxious meathead 24/7.

Ralf: (Glares at K') What was that?

Clark: ('Sigh') Knock it off already, you two.....

Kula: So, where is Leona then?

Clark: Well-

Leona: (Comes Out From Behind the Both Ralf and Clark to Reveal Herself In a More.......Uncharacteristically Bubbly, Wobbly, and Most Certainly Goofy Fashion) HEre I aMMMmmm!~

Leona then gets into a bit of a giggling mess, leaving everyone in room (Minus The Ikari Trio) completely dumbfounded.

Shingo: Le....ona-san?

Leona: It'S mE!~No neEd tO wEAR it alL OuT!~ (Continues Giggling)

K': Okay. Who the hell is this and what did the doc do to the REAL Leona!?

Clark: That IS the real Leona, K'. We had to inject her with nitrous oxides so the dentist could start to operation properly.

Ralf: And so that we could have ourselves a breather for once.......

Shingo Nitrous Ox- (Snaps his Finger at the Realization) That's laughing gas, right?

Kula: (Eyes Widened at the Realization of her Own) Ohhhhhhhhhh.....So THAT'S what got me feeling funny at my last visit here!....(Giggles Softly at the Memory) I was so silly back then~

K': (Scoffs at that Memory in Particular) You were even more of pain to deal with than usual......

Whip: (Glares at her Younger Brother) K'. (Turns Back to Leona With a Sheepish Smile on her Face) So, Leona, how are you feeling now that cavity is all gone?

Leona: (Happily Gives Whip a Thumbs Up) I'm feEliNg SupEr, DUpeR, GREAT riGht nOW, WhIPpY!~

Whip: (Grimaces at the Thought of her Nickname Being Called Out by Leona of All People) Oh.....How.....swell to hear......(Notices Ralf Was About to Open Mouth Before Pointing and Glaring at Him) Don't even think about!!

Ralf: (Holds His Hands Up in the Air) What? I was just gonna say how pretty your hair look.

Whip: (Glares Turns into a More Comical One) LIAR!!

Ralf: (Comically Glares at Whip) Hey, who do you think you're yelling at right, Whippy!?

Whip: I'm yelling at YOU, you dumb stupid LUNKHEAD!

Heidern: (Glares at Both his Soldiers) Jones! Whip! Cease your bickering and outbursts at once!!

Leona; (Puts on a Very Serious and Cute Looking Pout on her Face) Yeah, that's RigHt! We aRe at a suPeR buSy worKplAce riGht noW, so ZIP IT!~

K': (Looks Around the Almost Desserted Room) Doesn't look that busy to me-

Leona: (Shushes K' or....Rather Everyone In the Room) SHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh.....SHH! SHHH!

'Silence'

Leona: (Simply Nodded) ('Hmph') Good! Now that.....I got ALLLLLyour attention, I have....a lOt oF sTufF I need tO geT ofF mY cHEst rIghT nOW.

Heidern: (Starts Getting Worried) I really don't think that would be necessary for you to-

Leona: (Grabs Hold of Heidern's Hand Before Gently Patting the Top.of it) Nonono. FaTher, it's okay. I'm a big girl now. I can mosT DeFinITElY hanDlE this!

Heidern: (Stares at his Daughter's Confident Yet Adorably Dopey Smile on her Face Before Sighing) If you must. Just try not oversert yourself, okay?

Leona: (Happily Nodded to this Command) Ye!~ (Turns Back to Everyone Else) Now, first I wanna say how VeRY thAnkfuL I am for every lAsT ONe of yOU for coming here to prOVidE your love and support toDay. (Points at the Receptionist, While Still Reading her Magazine) EvEn YOu Ms. dESk LadY! (Gives the Lady a Thumbs Up) KeeP uP the GOod WoRk!!~

The receptionist gave Leona a thumbs up back while turning to the next of her magazine without even looking back at her.

Clark: (Smiles Softly as He Tip his Hat at Leona) It's no problem at all, little lady. We'll always have your back.

Leona: I knoOOoW!~ But you guys are like sOoooo CoOl and aMAziNg to me!~ (Hugs Clark) YoU esPeCially, ClARk Stills! You're so CooL, sTroNg, and leVeL-hEad. You would make SucHhhh a better leader than RaLfIe-BOy oVeR thERe. (Points at Ralf Beside Her and Clark)

Clark: (Smile Turns into a Bit of a Sheepish One) Oh is....that right?

Ralf: (Glares at Leona) The hell did you just say, pipsqueak!?

Leona: (Turns to Ralf with Cute Looking Pout of Hers) YoU hEArD mE, RAlFiE BoY! Clark here could be way better leader considering he doesn't YElL ALL the TiME liKE YoU dO!!

Ralf: (Glares Turns More Comical) ('Grrrr') I DON'T YELL ALL OF TIME, YOU LITTLE BRAT!!

Leona: ('Hmph') Case in point. (Boops on Ralf's Nose) RaLfe BoI~

Ralf: Quit calling me that!

K': (Already Smirking at Ralf) Hey, no need to blow a casket there, Ralfie-Boy.

Whip: (Already Has a Conniving Smirk on her Face) Yeah, Ralfie-Boi!~ Take it down a notch.

Kula and Shingo starts giggling among themselves.

Kula: Ralfie-Boi!~

Shingo: It suits so well already.

Ralf: (Turns his Glare Towards the Others) QUIET! ALL OF YOU!

Heidern: This really isn't anything to get yourself worked up over, Ralfie-Boi- I mean. ('Clears Throat') Jones.

Ralf: ('Groans Heavily') Not you too, sir! (Notices Leona Hugging Him) Now whaddya want?

Leona: Nothing~ I just wanted to say.....That even if you're LoUd and ObNoxIous, you were still able to help me get through very hard times. (Looks Up to Ralf With Genuine Puppy Dog Look in her Eyes) So tHAnk you for being my LEadeR and BiG BrO!~

Ralf: (Stares at Leona in a Bit of Awe For a Brief Second Before Sighing Smiling at Her) Yeah. (Gently Rufflrs the Top of Leona's Hair) It's no problem at all, kid. Glad I can help.

Leona: (Let's Go Of Ralf and Give him a Salute) GlAd to worK aLonGSide yOu, RaLfie-BOi!~

Ralf: Will you ever stop calling me that?

Leona: Nope, it's your nickname now. (Points Up to the Air) MOVING ON! SeIRah, KuLa!~ (Gets Between Whip and Kula Before Hugging Them) You girls like the most...... aMAAAAzing tWo sIsTerS I NeVer thoUght I needed uNtil NoW and I love EvEry SecOnD of It!~

Whip: (Heart Begins to Melt in Genuine Happiness) Leona~ (Hugs Leona on One Side) Our feelings are DEFINITELY neutral!~

Kula: (Happily Hugs Leona on the Other Side) We love you so much, sis!~

Leona: I lOve you GirLs toooo!~ (Quickly Turns her Head to K', Glaring at Him)

K': (Confused by the Glare Given to Him) The hell are you glaring at me for?

Leona: (Pulls Away From the Girls' Embrace Before Angrily and Goofingly Stomping her Way to K') K Beverly DASH!

K': Not my full name, but yeah? What is it?

Leona: You're a lAzY, aRrOgant, gOod foR nuTtHin' jeRkWaD that needs to know ya GODDAMN PLACE SOMETIMES!

K' hears the sound of Shingo snickering before turning to him with an annoyed glare, only to be welcomed to him turning away and whistling.

K': (Sighs While Turning Back to Leona) Real nice words of sentiment you had there, Heidern- (Suddenly Felt Leona's Hands onto his Shoulders) Hm?

Leona: (Gives K an Actual Serious Look For Once) But I believe under that rough demeanor lies a blazing soul, confident in facing any obstacles that dares to step in it's path and have a deep compassion for others, even if it's too shy and prideful to admit it. You have so much potential to become much more than you already are before, K' Dash, and I believe wholeheartedly, that you have what it takes to reach that goal someday.

K': (Genuinely Taken Aback by Leona's Words) Wow. Leona, I.....honestly don't know what to sa-

Leona: (Lets Go of K's Shoulder Before Angrily Pointing at Him in a Comical Fashion) But you wOn't get anyWheRe in LiFe if you cOntinUe to be a GoOd for NuTtIn' LaZy-aSs BUM!

K's eyes begins to widens up, dumbfounded by the second half of Leona's words as everyone else in the room (Minus Heidern and the receptionist) begins to burst out laughing.

K: (Puts in an Irritated, Deadpinned Look on his Face) Again. Nice words of sentiment.

Ralf: (Gives K a Shit Eating Grin on his Face While Wrapping his Arms Around his Shoulders) Hey, no need to fret, Bum. You'll get there eventually, once you know goddamn placehehehehe! (Continues Laughing)

K': (Turns to Heidern) Colonel, tell one of your soldiers to quit irritating me. (Ball his Fist Up, Engulfs in Flames) Before burn him to bits.

Heidern: Ralf, quit bothering Bum- er. K. Quit bothering him.

Ralf: (Casually Lets Go of K's Shoulders) You got it, boss. (Smirks Widely to an Even More Annoyed K')

K': (Sighs in Defeat While Facepalming Himself) I hate every last one of you.

Heidern: ('Sigh') It was just a words of mistake in my part, K. No need to throw a fit over-

Leona: (Rushes Over to Heidern and Hugs) DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!~

Heidern: (Taken Aback by Leona's Hug and the Way She Addresses Him) Leona? What's wrong?

Leona: (Looks Up to Heidern With the Puppy Dog Eyes) Thank yooooou!~

Heidern: For what, dear?

Leona: For taking me to the dentist......And taking the time in the world to raise me and shaping me up to becoming the young woman I am today. Even if we end up never knowing where my actual parents really are , but it'll still make me happy to know that I still have you in my life, as my dad.

Heidern: (Almost at the Lost For Words From Leona's Words) Leona, I.....(Simply Nodded in a Soft Smile) Of course. I will continue to do everything in my power to guide and look out for you until the very ends of time. As your leader..... and your father. (Hugs Leona Back I love you, Leona.

Leona: Love you too~ (Forms a Cheeky Grin on her Face) And NoW, lAst but CERTAINLY nOt LEaSt!.....(Happily Runs Over to her One and Only......) SHINGO-KUUUUUUUUUUN!~

Shingo: U-uhh... (Quickly Spread his Arms Wide Open For Leona) I-I-I'm wide open for you, Leon-OOF(Gets Hug Tackled By his Girlfriend)

Leona: Hii~

Shingo: (Winces a Bit in Pain Before Smiling and Hugging Leona Back) Hi. You feeling okay now?

Leona: (Happily Nodded) Mhmm~ (Starts Snuggling onto Shingo's Embrace) I'm sorry I made you worried all day~

Shingo: (Chuckles Lightly) That's okay. I tend to get so worrisome more often these days that I'm used to it at this point. I'm just glad you're not in pain anymore.

Leona: Thank you~ You're so sweet~ (Looks Up to Shingo With a Very Adorable Smile on her Face) MaRrY Meeee!~

Shingo: (Eyes Widened Up) Huh?

Everyone: WHAT!?

K': Ah shit. Here we go again......

Shingo starts blushing bright red as he let's go of Leona and frantically moves his arms around as he starts muttering words hardly anyone in this room could try to understand.

K': Way to go, Heidern. You broke your future husband.

Kula: (Frantically Looks Through her Purse) Come onnnn! There has to be more candy somewhere in here!

Ralf: Okay, I'm gonna have to put my foot down on this right now! (Stomps his Foot Down Before Turning to Shingo)

Shingo: (Immediately Comes Back to Reality by the Sound of a Single Stomp) Wha?

Ralf: Don't take this the wrong way, kid, we like you a whole lot, but you are NOT ready to marry our princess just yet!

Whip: (Nods in Agreement With a More Softer Look) It's way too earlier for that romantic nonsense.

Heidern: They're right. You two are far too young to even think about anything marriage related. I hope you understand.

Shingo: I-I UNDERSTAND THAT COMPLETELY SIR-

Leona finally begins to burst out laughing loud enough to get everyone's their full attention.

Clark: Well.....At least we get to see her laugh again.

K': Do even I wanna know why at this point?

Leona: (Tries Calming Down her Laughter to Little Prevail) Ohohohhh.....Mein...GoD.....(Points at Everyone) The LooKs....on....AlL of yoUr faCessssss.....(Continues Laughing a Bit)

Heidern: (Genuinely Surprised by his Daughter's Actions) Leona Heidern, you.....pranked us?

Leona: (Happily Nodded Before Dancing Around in a More Wobbly Fashion) InDeeD I Diiiid!~ It's NotHing perSonaL. Just WanTed to SeE the LooKs on YoUr faces is all. (Twirls her Way Back to Shingo's Arm) Yours eSpecicallY cuTie~ (Gives Shingo a Big Kiss on the Cheek)

Shingo: (Smiles Sheepishly) How about we sit down for now, before you starting hurting you.

Leona: Yeah, okay. (Has Shingo Walk her to the Sofa with Him) My legs fEel fUnnY....

Shingo: Yeah, i bet. (Sits Himself and Leona Down on the Sofa)

Leona: I'm sorry, I pRankEd you.

Shingo: It's fine. I should've reacted to that a lot better than I did in retrospect. B-But how about we talk about this marriage when we're more older and mature and stuff, yeah?

Leona: (Happily Hugs Shingo Again) WoRks for Me!~ Have I ever told you I Wuv you today?~

Shingo: (Chuckles At How Cute Leona Pronouns the Word "Love" Incorrectly) Only when we got out the car together.

Leona: WeLl, I'll SaY it aGain then!~ (Starts Snuggling Up on Shingo Once More) I Wuv wuv Wuv you vEry much, ShinGo YaBuki!~ You've made my life even better than ever before by being an amazing sweetheart of a man you are now!~ (Starts Pouting Again) Do NoT let AnyOne tell you otherwise or I'll BEat 'Em Up REAL GOOD!!~

Shingo: (Smiles Sheepishly) Y-You really don't need to do that for me, honey.....(Smiles Turns into a Soft One) But thanks anyways for....being the amazing girl you are to me. I love you too, Leona-san. (Hears Soft Snoring Sounds) Leona?

Shingo looks down to see his girlfriend has fallen fast asleep on his chest.

Ralf: ('Sighs in Pure Relief') Ohh thank God she's asleep! And here I thought her madness will never end....

K': For once, I agree with Ralfie-Boi here.

Ralf: (Growls Before Comically Glares at K Again) CAN IT, BUM!

Whip: Both of you knock it off and let her sleep in peace!

Kula: (Pulls Out Another Two Lollipops From her Purse) Ah-Ha!~ (Turns to Whip) You think Bug Sis Leona wouldl like cherry or lime flavor?

Whip: I think Cherry's way more tastier in comparison, but how about we ask her after she wakes up?

Kula: 'Kay!~

Clark: (Turns to Heidern) Should we make our leave now, sir?

Heidern: Right after I finalize a few paperwork we will. Start up the engines of our ride for me while I'm at. (Turbs to Shingo) Shingo, would you mind watching over Leona for the time being?

Shingo: (Salutes to Heidern) Not at all, sir! (Smiles Down at his Sleeping Girlfriend)

Leona: zzzzzzzzzzz........

Shingo: Sweet dreams, Leona. (Gives Leona a Peck on the Head) We love you.

Back to the Present

Leona: (Eyes Widened in Complete Disbelief) I DID ALL OF THAT!?

Ralf: (Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth) Yeeeah, not your proudest moments by far, but it was definitely the most memorable.

Clark: For better or- (Sees Leona Over Herself Up While Groaning in Pure Embarrassment) For worse.

Leona: I am never stepping foot inside a Dentist Clinic for as long as I shall live!

Heidern: No need to fret over it anymore, solider. The worst is over now.

Whip: (Smiles Sheepishly) Yeah, and you have laughing gas to thank for that believe or not.

Leona: (Gives Whip a Darken Glare) I would rather die on my knees than give my thanks to that chemical nuisance and the very place that uses them.

Whip: (Whimpers in Fear) You don't have to be that harsh.......

K': (Already a Deadpinned Look on his Face) It wasn't even that bad of a substance, Heidern. You'll live.

Kula: (Gives Leona a Lollipop) Wanna lollipop tonhelp ease your mind a bit?

Leona: ('Sigh') Maybe later. (Hugs Shingo Beside Her) I just want to stay here and relax for now.

Shingo: Getting sleepy again?

Leona: No. Not yet. Just wanna cuddle with you if that's okay.

Shingo: (Chuckles Lightly) It's fine by me!~ I love you.

Leona: I love you more~ Thank you for putting up with my antics earlier.

Shingo: (Gives Leona Another Kiss on the Head) You're welcome.

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Updated: November 4, 2024

Reworked Character #7: Ralf Jones

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to divorce, death, and crime.

Real name: Rafael Paul Jonesbury

Esper title: Avatar of Flaming, Renewal, Controlling Quietus, and Physical Destruction

Aliases: One-Man Army and Marauding Lupine Carnivore

Occupation: Colonel of the Ikari Warriors

Retirement plans: To open his own fighting tournament and experience all thrill-seeking activities that society has to offer

Special skills: Driving military vehicles, close quarters combat, orchestrating stress relief programs, proficiency in all weapons, and training recruits

Esper abilities: His go-to esper ability is the Vulcan Punch, a rapid-fire series of punches capable of obliterating everything from humans, riot shields, bulletproof armour and glass, cars, all known Slugs, small to medium-sized tanks, and smaller helicopters. His second go-to esper ability is the Galactica Phantom, which he activates by leaning back, rearing his arm, and then flinging himself forward to unleash an incredibly powerful and explosive haymaker.

Despite his belly being constantly bloody and inflamed, he experiences surprisingly little pain due to his exceptional pain suppression, increased blood vessel density, resistance to extreme temperatures, and rapidly regenerating organs. This unique combination, coupled with a secondary esophagus lined with razor-sharp, spiky hairs, enables Ralf to harness the inflammation and blood to vomit a controlled stream of scorching, burning red liquid that incinerates his enemies. The sole drawback of his perpetually bloody and inflamed belly is impaired digestion, leading to difficulties in processing food, which in turn causes persistent vomiting and diarrhea.

The skin on his torso, arms, and legs can harden into diamond-hard scales, providing impenetrable protection against bullets, blades, small bombs, and weaker cannon blasts. He can move at incredible velocities, effectively achieving infinite speed, allowing him to move indefinitely while time appears to stand still around him. Ralf can manifest up to twenty invisible arms composed of solidified telekinetic energy, which can be utilised to move around easily as well as bludgeon and slice through people and objects with precision. These arms appear to be malnourished and exhibit constant, erratic movements, reaching up to 20' 5" (622.5 cm) in length. He possesses the hearing and smell of a dog as well as the ability to manipulate red and orange flames. He can also induce explosive blasts with his punches or a mere touch of any of his fingers.

He has the ability to split his arms into six parts, exposing his coppery muscles and a gaping, organic muzzle that fires ten tentacles with sea lamprey-like mouths. These tentacles can insert themselves into the spine or brain of deceased enemies, injecting a tar-like orangish-black substance to reanimate them. In the process, they augment their physical strength and render them obedient to Ralf's commands. Whenever Ralf is killed, his body rapidly transforms into a cocoon adorned with serrated shell plates, as his corpse dissolves into a mushy, visceral substance. This cocoon then violently pulsates before rupturing, giving birth to a new, fully formed Ralf, covered in bloodied slime and emerging stark naked, with no visible injuries or scars on his body. Whenever this occurs, he experiences temporary blindness, dizziness, and intense, bitter coldness.

Hobbies: Baseball, participating in the biennial fighting tournaments that the Ikari Warriors host, taking his friends to carnival rides, camping trips, and science and art museums, rewatching his favourite anime movies and shows, and playing arcade games and iconic riffs on the electric guitar

Likes: A medal awarded from the President of the United States, the natural sounds of the jungle, collecting blades that look cool in his eyes, alebrije sculptures, and Clark

Dislikes: False rumours, venomous snakes, abuse of power, children being killed, and people hurting and insulting those he considers as “family”

Favourite food: Intestinal sausages and bubblegum that taste like watermelon and blueberry

Favourite drink: Root beer floats and brandy

Sexuality: Biromantic asexual

Gender: Male

Age: 25 (in 2022), 31 (in 2028), 33 (in 2030), 35 (in 2032), 37 (in 2034), 44 (in 2041), 46 (in 2043), 47 (in 2044), and 50 (in 2047)

Blood type: A+

Weight: 243 lbs. (110 kg)

Design: He's a 6' 2" (187.96 cm) American mesomorph of Latino, Ojibwe, and British descent with a robust build, decently chiselled musculature, broad shoulders, and a bit of a beer belly. He has almond skin, sunburst amber-sage green eyes, sharp claws, bear-like teeth, and six fingers on his left hand. His hair resembles Ralf's from KOF XII and KOF XIII, but it's slightly tousled and a shimmering ash brown, and often tied into a long braid that falls to the middle of his back.

On his left deltoid, he has a tattoo of a stylized red otter playfully escaping the jaws of a black-furred wolf with piercing yellow eyes, clutching a ball of purple fire in its forepaws. On his right forearm, he has a tattoo of an alebrije with undulating cerulean horns, an orchid purple eagle head, languid lavender eyes with aquamarine pupils, a fiery mane, a forest green elk body, and a hot pink salmon tail with red-orange tiger stripes. Sprawled across the right side of the creature in a vertical line is a Spanish phrase in silver: "La sangre nos fortalece", which translates to "Blood strengthens us" in English.

Ralf's military gear consists of a chrome orange bandana with shaky rifle green spots and cinnabar fingerless driving gloves with four ivory spikes on the knuckles. He wears a waterproof dark green vest with the Ikari Warriors logo emblazoned on the back, and a coyote-fur trimmed collar. He wears cargo pants with an army green, brown, and silver-grey camouflage pattern, which aren't tucked into his beige jungle boots. He wears a grimy asparagus-hued sleeveless shirt paired with a yellowish-tan belt featuring four black pouches for bullets and a holster for his handgun.

Attached to his belt are two swords: Harpe, a khopesh-like sickle sword with a flint-encased adamant blade, and Yawarakai-Te, a double-edged katana featuring a green-grey hilt and a hardwood sheath adorned with iridescent crow feathers. When the air gently blows past Yawarakai-Te's blade, it produces a soft hissing sound. Yawarakai-Te's blade is unnaturally frigid, able to cut a leaf in half with ease, and compels its user to spare the innocent and undeserving from attack. Ralf dons a cardinal red waist pack that holds two cans of root beer as well as black elbow and knee pads. He also wears a black drop leg sheath for his Zantetsu sword, which features two pointed silvery stripes that form a triangular pattern.

Over his shirt, he dons a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries around his walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. Above his belt, he has a dark brown bandolier for holding sticks of dynamite. Ralf carries around a yellowish-tan load-bearing backpack that contains camping equipment, tactical explosives, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, maps for all continents, an extra pair of clothes, and a bag of THC-infused box gummies in light orange (mango peach), red (strawberry), and pale yellow (pineapple). His backpack also contains a faded photograph of him and Clark in their twenties, an army Medal of Honor, a silver milagro charm in the shape of a fiery heart for good luck and protection, a bottle of his chosen brandy, an empty spotted turtle shell, and a dreamcatcher adorned with a grey web design, song sparrow feathers, and colourful beads in red, white, yellow, and black.

He occasionally brings his copper-hued electric guitar and goldenrod-coloured pick holder, containing a rainbow of guitar picks (he jokingly says that he dislikes the purple one the most), on deployments and during downtime in the field. He wears hook earrings, each featuring three porcupine quills tipped with gaspeite beads, and a Jocla necklace made of alternating white wampum beads, copper beads, and raven feathers.

Thanks to Tarma, he owns a key to access his red-violet Matchless G3/L motorcycle, which has a purplish-black sheen. The gas tank features a sky blue fish scale pattern with malachite green dots at the centre of each scale.

Super Devil form: He's a 15' 7" (474.98 cm) draconic entity with a grotesque musculature and scaly, iridescent rifle green skin. He has a cerulean coyote-shaped head with sunburst amber-sage green eyes, a cardinal red nose, and a wispy silver-grey goat's beard. Ralf also has horse ears, an orchid-purple snout, two rows of olivine shark teeth, and a slimy, pointed tongue. His arms and legs are covered in ash brown otter fur, featuring six fingers and razor-sharp copper claws. He has eagle-like feet with copper talons, a fiery mane, and the upper skeletal body of an antlerless elk partially emerging from his back.

This skeletal elk body features otter-like teeth, an aquamarine forked tongue, and glowing goldenrod eyes. It’s covered in a layer of translucent flesh stitched to his back with forest green sinew. A hot pink salmon tail with red-orange tiger stripes lies flat on his back, attached to both the skeletal body and the muscle fibres, veins, and flesh of his back. The tail is slightly less than half the length of his actual tail and appears to flutter lightly every now and then.

Three rows of symmetrical, deadly sharp, conical spikes are positioned on his back, running from the base of his neck to just before the start of his tail. He has two massive bat-like wings, boasting an impressive wingspan of 21 ft (640.08 cm). Despite being dull and tattered, the wings' membrane displays silvery spots and a striking gradient from grenadier red to flush orange to selective yellow. Additionally, Ralf has olivine thumbs tipped with copper claws, and his forearms, wrists, and five fingers are dark green. He has a long, winding, serpentine tail that's twice his height, boasting distinctive coloration and markings reminiscent of a pickerel frog, and culminating in a silver arrowhead-shaped tip.

Character summary: He's a rowdy, sassy, outgoing, stubborn, and honest individual with a strong passion for action and thrill-seeking ventures. However, he also values his leisure time and ensures others take regular breaks to rest and recharge. He strives to maintain an optimistic outlook and is frustrated by pessimism and cynicism, wishing others could focus on the positive and appreciate life's blessings. After forming a new connection, he rapidly becomes emotionally invested and starts to regard the person as a close family member. He's extremely protective towards new recruits under his command, comrades, and friends, viewing them as family. Ralf is willing to go to great lengths to ensure their safety and the security of innocent lives, even if it requires taking bold action or putting himself in harm's way. However, he harbours a deep-seated hatred for betrayal, particularly among those in the Regular Army or whom he considers family.

He often enjoys teasing Clark, playfully poking fun at his serious nature while showing him brotherly affection, but also treats him with great respect and compassion. The thought of potentially losing his brother-in-arms, Clark, through unfair circumstances is unbearable to him. He secretly resents being scolded for harmless fun, but Clark's disappointment stings the most, filling him with remorse. Ralf is captivated by Hyakutaro's enigmatic past, pioneering status as the first known esper of contemporary history, and his free-spirited nature. He finds Tarma and Nadia to be absolutely hilarious and has a soft spot for Trevor's nerdy and laid-back demeanour. He deeply cares about children, recognizing their importance to the growth and future of humanity, and is appalled by those who abuse and harm them. The thought of inadvertently causing harm to a child or being forced to do so is utterly devastating to him. Whenever possible, he enjoys connecting with children through entertaining storytelling sessions and lively games of baseball.

Notably, he shares a surprisingly close bond with Heidern, with many speculating that he views him as a father figure. This connection likely stems from Ralf’s gratitude for the opportunity to train under Heidern after being accepted into the Ikari Warriors. He regards Leona as a younger sister, frequently joining her in playful pranks and good-natured teasing of their friends. He goes out of his way to lift her spirits and offer comfort during her most challenging moments. He’s close friends with Nathalie Neo, and relishes the opportunity to work alongside her on missions. He holds her in high esteem as a skilled and proactive member of the Peregrine Falcons Squad, admiring her willingness to boldly take initiative in battle without hesitation. After discovering that she was the daughter of 2nd Lieutenant Cook, he made a promise to protect her and keep her safe from harm. This was because she was the only thing left that reminded him of one of his deceased superiors and best friends.

He strongly disapproves of Gimlet's misogynistic behaviour and objectification of women as well as his aggressive tendency to provoke physical confrontations with Tarma and Marco. Ralf has a tendency to speak passionately about his interests, which range from his favourite anime movies to his admiration for Marco's team and Division 6. As a confident, self-sufficient, and resourceful individual, he thrives on hard work, deriving a profound sense of fulfillment from completing challenging tasks. When not fuelled by excitement or anger, he exudes a calming presence, often serving as a mediator to resolve disputes among friends and comrades as he detests conflict. His insatiable curiosity drives him to explore thought-provoking questions and his surroundings, usually alongside those close to him.

Similar to Marco, he has a habit of concealing his deepest emotions, particularly those related to the many people he has lost during countless wars and terrorist attacks. Instead, he often tries to drown his sorrows with a few drinks, seeks comfort in the company of friends or indulges in reckless activities. Whenever he gets drunk, he exhibits forgetfulness, clumsiness, mild paranoia, excessive joviality, and loquaciousness. He has a habit of frequently mistaking people's names, often using similar but incorrect variations (e.g. calling Marco "Mark" and Fio "Fia"), which greatly embarrasses him, prompting him to profusely apologise for the mistake. He tries his best to avoid water activities like cruising and canoeing as they make him prone to seasickness. He's a deep sleeper, periodically punctuated by soft snores, but his restlessness is evident in his frequent tossing and turning.

He believes that immortality is unattainable for espers and humans, reserved for the psyche and most powerful deities. He's an animist who believes everything is interconnected, and everyone has a vital role in stewarding the earth. He's a devout believer in manitou, which represents the mysterious power of life and the universe. He loves participating in Talking Circles as it gives him an opportunity to connect with his friends and comrades through sharing stories. Surprisingly, Ralf is a skilled storyteller, often recounting his past experiences and sharing entertaining moral stories his father once shared with him. Although he's a fun-loving, hot-headed enthusiast of arcades and classic anime with a great sense of humour, he possesses remarkable wisdom and generosity. He's not fond of the false rumours that surround the goings-on of the world and his personal life. He closely holds onto the values his mother taught him, including independence, loyalty, dignity, self-respect, healthy pride, and respect for elders and authority figures.

Backstory: Rafael Paul Jonesbury was born on August 25, 1997 in North Dakota, United States. His father, Gabriel Jonesbury, was an Ojibwe shaman and owner of an arts and crafts shop with a spirit name of Kechewaishke. His mother, Javiera, was a British-Latina mercenary who served in the Regular Army. Like Ralf, she was an esper with the esteemed title of the Avatar of Physical Decay, Luminosity, and Fogginess. Gabriel would often share moral and entertaining stories that connected various figures from Ojibwe spiritual beliefs, such as the Thunderbird, Great Serpent, Mishipeshu, and Nanabozo. He also taught him about other important beliefs valued among First Nations peoples, including the Grandfather Teachings and the Medicine Wheel. He sparked Ralf's love for nature and encouraged him to fearlessly explore his identity and interests.

Javiera taught him numerous Latinx cultural values, the importance of family, and how his faith in God would be greatly rewarded. She often crafted wooden alebrije sculptures for him when she was away from home. She usually encouraged him to be proud of his cultural heritage and not let others bring him down for being different. While she appreciated his fondness for nature, she found his love for arcades and anime perplexing. She would unknowingly spark his interest in the military, particularly the mercenary lifestyle, through her stories and experiences.

At age 7, his parents decided to get a divorce due to their differing spiritual beliefs, which were starting to clash more and more. He lived with his father for the most part but was allowed to visit his mother whenever she was between assignments or not away on mercenary work. He also began to take up baseball, which became his favourite sport to play and watch on the big screen. He also developed a passion for extreme sports, often watching them on TV. Meanwhile, Gabriel would take him on extensive trips across the western, northern, and midwestern United States, exploring America's natural wonders, visiting First Nations communities, and attending conferences focused on Indigenous issues.

At 12, with the support of his father and his Ojibwe community, he embarked on his spiritual quest. Due to the extreme fasting, it put relative strain on his body, which activated his esper abilities. Ralf recalls that it produced visions of his future life as a great warrior and storyteller, revealing that he's an esper and teaching him how to harness his powers and access his Super Devil form. After a period of isolation and fasting, it revealed the spirits of his ancestors and his three guardian animals: the wolf, turtle, and otter. Through this experience, he developed his survival skills, gained maturity, and strengthened his connection with nature and the divine forces of life.

At age 14, before embarking on a mission against mysterious terrorist cultists, Javiera gave him her silver milagro charm for safekeeping, telling him it would bring him good luck and protection. Tragically, that mission proved to be her last, as she was captured and tortured to death. When Ralf received the devastating news, he struggled to come to terms with it and felt overwhelming guilt, as if her fate was his fault because he possessed her milagro charm. Although his parents were divorced, Gabriel was deeply saddened by the news and did his best to support Ralf through his emotional turmoil.

Contrary to rumours, Ralf didn’t drop out of high school and become addicted to LSD after losing his mother. Instead, he channelled his energy into his education, using it as a focus for his future. During this time, Ralf briefly explored dating, going on a few outings with both women and men, but eventually stopped searching for love when he couldn't find the right match. Ralf did experiment with LSD once, but the intense anxiety and hallucinations dissuaded him from ever trying the drug again.

When he turned 20, his father was killed during a robbery at the arts and crafts shop he owned. To make matters worse, he was facing financial difficulties at the time and struggling to find a stable job. In his desperation, he turned to an illegal fighting ring, drawn by the promise of cash prizes likely funded by other criminal activities. He participated in numerous fights, both in the ring and on the streets, for profit, eventually becoming the most skilled fighter among them. Ralf also discovered a fondness for THC-infused gummies, which provided relief from his emotional pain and served as a pleasant indulgence.

All of that changed when the Ikari Warriors discovered the famous street fighter's true identity as an esper after he joined their biennial tournament. With little convincing needed, Ralf joined the Ikari Warriors, driven by a desire to carry on his mother's legacy and explore the world. He excelled in all aspects of the military training he received, particularly in utilising his esper abilities and mastering hand-to-hand combat. The news that the Ikari Warriors had recruited another esper caught Clark's attention, but he was hesitant to approach Ralf. However, after a mission against a corrupt politician attempting to seize control of Brazil, Ralf and Clark became fast friends. During his time with the Ikari Warriors, he formed close friendships with several comrades, including General Kawasaki, 2nd Lieutenant Cook, Eikichi, Leland, and Byron. Leland gifted Ralf his copper-hued electric guitar, complete with a pick holder, as a birthday present and a symbol of respect—a treasured keepsake Ralf still holds dear.

Ralf has been on numerous missions for the Ikari Warriors, rising through the ranks to become a colonel due to his natural leadership skills and courage on the battlefield. He and Clark played a crucial role in defeating a secret society, referred to as the Serapion Fellowship, that had infiltrated and influenced much of Latin America's political and religious landscape, a group that would later evolve into the Ptolemaic Army. During a battle against the Serapion Fellowship on Ilha da Queimada Grande, Ralf narrowly escaped being bitten by a venomous golden lancehead viper. Later, in the Ecuadorian Andes, he had a harrowing encounter with a fer-de-lance, but in a panic, he managed to deflect it towards a group of Ptolemaic Army guerrilla troops. These two chilling incidents instilled in him a deep-seated aversion to venomous snakes.

Rumours have spread that Ralf and Clark might have battled a group of invading Martians in the Baja California desert and emerged victorious. However, they haven't addressed these claims publicly, despite knowing they're entirely false.

In another notable operation, Ralf, Clark, and a few comrades successfully rescued Elise, the U.S. President's daughter, from a massive criminal organisation that had planned to exploit her to gain access to the President's funds and harvest her organs. Ralf fondly recalls this mission, as it earned him a Medal of Honor from the U.S. President. He acquired Harpe during a mission in Greece where terrorists had raided a recently discovered catacomb. Additionally, he obtained Yawarakai-Te during a separate mission in Yamagata, Japan where a cult with illegal weaponry had taken over an old village, intent on instigating a nationwide war.

Ralf has endured numerous tragedies, fueling his determination to improve and protect the innocent. He witnessed the devastating loss of General Kawasaki during a battle against a cartel in Mexico, where he was tragically crushed and burned alive by flaming debris from a missile strike. 2nd Lieutenant Cook fell victim to a traitor within the Ikari Warriors, who ratted them to a bioterrorist group during a mission in Czechia, resulting in her assassination. While investigating a town ravaged by a guerrilla army in Saudi Arabia, Byron was horrifically devoured by a swarm of Man Eaters. Leland met a brutal end during a mission on a stolen submarine, where he was fatally gutted by a criminal. Eikichi suffered a terrifying fate when a Mutated Soldier latched onto him while investigating an abandoned laboratory, promptly exploding shortly after.

During the Great Morden War, Ralf made a name for himself as he single-handedly successfully defended the United States against the Rebel Army's invasion. Notably, he destroyed a massive Rebel aircraft that had been using captured men, women, and children as hostages and human shields. However, upon destroying the aircraft, Ralf was met with devastating news: there were innocent civilians on board, and they had all perished in the attack. This heroic yet tragic act caught the attention of the Regular Army's high command, who subsequently approached the Ikari Warriors to propose a strategic alliance. The offer was readily accepted, and as a result, the Ikari Warriors were integrated as the elite mercenary branch of the Regular Army.

Following the Great Morden War, Ralf was deployed on a mission to assist Nathalie Neo, a new recruit from the Peregrine Falcons Squad. Their objective was to track down and eliminate a rogue cell of Rebel Army soldiers planning to spark chaos for unknown reasons. During a nighttime operation in a dense forest, they discovered that the Rebel soldiers they had neutralised were, in fact, robotic and biomechanical in nature. Upon inspecting the bodies, they noticed a suspicious logo on the necks of each one, which Ralf recognized from Clark's accounts of being experimented on by a notorious organisation. This revelation led them to realise that the Amadeus Syndicate was behind the sinister operation. They promptly reported their findings to the Regular Army and continued to combat the rogue cell, aiming to disrupt the Amadeus Syndicate's plans.

After Ralf's Vulcan Punch and Galactica Phantom obliterated the Hellfire, their battles raged on through treacherous landscapes. He and Nathalie navigated a jungle waterfall, where they clashed with the Arachnid Bot. They raided an underground base containing numerous cargo crates of trafficked weapons and drugs to launch a daring assault and destroy the Cyclops. Taking to the skies, Ralf and Nathalie eliminated the Mega Laser Turret, cleverly disguised as a Rebel Army plane. While Nathalie fought soldiers on the wing of the plane and attacked the aircraft's weak point, Ralf broke into the aircraft and battled cyborg Rebel Army troops. He stole classified documents, but they turned out to be decoys, containing only basic information on genetics and brain psychology in serial killers and soldiers. This made the reason behind the Amadeus Syndicate's operation a mystery. After destroying the Mega Laser Turret, Ralf swiftly rescued Nathalie using his own Slug Flyer because hers had been obliterated by the aircraft’s laser beam.

As a way to support the Regular Army and show his respect, Ralf frequently trains new recruits to hone their melee combat skills. Due to his mercenary work, he rarely had the opportunity to meet members of the Regular Army's other special forces. He had always heard heroic stories about Hyakutaro and the elite members of the P.F. Squad and S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S., especially those from the Great Morden War and the Extraterrestrial Alliance Clash. He initially hoped to meet them in person, fascinated by their tactical prowess and teamwork. This dream eventually became a reality during a mission against the Invaders.

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