Some more CFJ quotes with some notes:
-Nool may stammer at times. I don’t readily indicate this with the translations because I can’t always tell when it occurs, but I’ve seen syllables at the beginning and end of his sentences tend to repeat, sometimes it’s part of the word itself, other times it’s like echoing or freeze talking. Just wanted to bring that into mind.
-Shin Gouki’s quotes are mostly four kanji (Chinese characters) strung together in a combo; some combos mean something altogether, others I could only interpret individually, so please bear with any vague translations.
Nool to Mukuro
“You take a dreadfully inflicting attitude. You work over on decisions of tact.”
Mukuro to Nool
“Unsightly…entirely that word.”
Nool to Leo
“This is the conclusion. Already an overwhelming difference to likely fill up.”
Leo to Nool
“A wild rush, crawling through a thicket…a path of hardship from the beginning raises resolution…!”
Alex to Zangief
“Very entertaining. If the case is with a guest at the ring’s top.”
Zangief to Alex
“I sense a soul’s boiling from you. That’s bringing up a good wrestler!”
Shin Gouki to Jedah
“Heaven’s curtain is the seat of earth!”
Shin Gouki to Hauzer
“Annoying noise!”
Pyron to Jedah
“The absorption of all souls? Interesting plan. Avoid using it freely in my world.”
Pyron to Ingrid
“Seemingly having an excuse to freely and easily come forth. Yet to not think of your being.”
And here’s Ken’s account from the Dash pre-mook:
Ken from Gamest SF2D
Love
From that man having abandoned what is the “struggle”, already the days and months of how many years have likely flowed past? Once body wrapped up in a true red uniform, a dashing running riot this man, now indeed only a trace is felt at most, from the whole body what is the fighter is being lost out. What likely in this way made him change as far as that? Fear of the fight? Giving up from pending defeat? Or else hopelessly having realized his own limits? No, his case is not that of those three, perhaps others will no doubt believe it would have been impossible anyway. Why then that man, Ken indeed having anticipated enemies and encounters, therefore charms were confused.
That formidable enemy by the name of “love”, it can’t protect the goblins in the best of them.
To Fight for What Sake?..
Many years before, the remarkably physique man, struggled onto a small American harbor town.
A red uniform hanging on his shoulders, that was fastened with a black belt. At a glance it is to understand that this man is a fighting stylist, Ken was said to be his name. To cross over the end of the pursuit of knowledge he was in Japan for over 10 years, loading the training still more in the mother country America is in order to have returned. But, because of the mother country with life in general was spent together in Japan with rival Ryu for Ken, there shouldn’t be reliance on family or friends. Consequently that day’s afternoon already, that crimson youth here and there edges on moves, sharply polished fangs stabbing challenging comers, having been the case for raising screams.
However, that daily struggle didn’t continue for a long time. It doesn’t mean that Ken’s power declined. Ken from inside his own self was exhibiting doubts. It was that day, unexpectedly, surely unexpectedly in Ken’s heart plunged a gap. Such that with exceeding fighting moves then what to do? Do you not sense what doubts are with your current living? These were occasional shake-offs that insistent Ken dangled after, consequently to drive away the day which cannot be ignored the extent of how great it has become. And so at last with lassitude managed by the dark world, it dragged Ken in. If Ken always had that degree of a slump extracted by natural character, then still the remainder of anything else possibly could become a struggle. But at that time of all times for Ken, recently with Eliza he understood what it is to feel at ease.
With Eliza, it was then that Ken until now recognized the non-occurrences of wonderous emotions from having embraced his first woman. Her at the time wonderous and turned into parallel lethargic feelings, inversely perfectly clear in his heart, taking her hand so to understand the limit of the refreshing mood it was to become.
However, at the same time the blood and juice up until now painted on the world would return believed to be here to stay, possessed by enough to exceed the limit of power. For that sake, the former battles all the time day after day already bursting in Ken’s recollection, that consideration in Ken was able to carry the tranquil and sweet living.
But, with his name having risen as a one time fighter everlasting rest and the like would not be so. Ken not going to take the exception, it was because of one fragile letter that fate crumbles away Eliza and his living.
The Crimson Surge Returns
That letter’s owner is the rival from childhood times, from Ryu a written challenge. Ken reading briskly the pictures and writings, parting from Ryu after having mingled he remembers the promise. “At the time we each get stronger, we meet to fight once again,” was said the promise.
The man’s eyes finished reading the letter, already one of weakness he had become. As a tiger, as a fighting stylist these were returning. And so that man living as up until now feels ashamed, for that reason silently and particularly regulatory he began to be absorbed in.
“Just you wait Ryu! I, your rival am the marking man, I’ll surely show you!”
…And so, from the harbor town once again pursuing challenging opponents is the crimson tiger’s appearance.
Next time, E. Honda. Thanks for reading everyone. :tup: 
