OOC: Good evening, everyone. Rather, hello. Salutations. Et cetera. After quite a long deliberation, I have decided to start a roleplay here. This is nowhere near my first on this board, but itll be my first in a long while, so please bear with me.
Ive been re-playing the Rockman.EXE (Megaman Battle Network) series for the past few weeks, and its once again tickling my fancy So what better way to scratch that itch than with an RP? I dont expect a 103-page epic, but participation would be nice ^^;;.
As you may have guessed already, this is a Rockman EXE roleplay. For those of you who have not played the EXE/Battle Network series, a bit of back story, straight from the English EXE 5 manual:
The year is 200X.. It is the Network Age, made possible by the rapid advancements of the Internet and other communications technology, and everyone has a portable handset called a PET (Personal Terminal). Similar to an evolved cellular phone in appearance, PETs are equipped with both phone and email capabilities, and can also double as textbooks and newspapers, making them a very convenient accessory for modern life. On top of that, inside each PET is a humanoid AI program called a Net Navi(gator), which can perform all sorts of tasks on the network for its human owner.
The networked society the world is a very convenient place to live in, but things arent always perfect, thanks to rampant computer viruses. To protect themselves against these viruses, people equip their Net Navis with battle data programs called Battle Chips, and have their Net Navis fight the viruses directly. This is called Virus Busting.
The rest of the manual relates the stories of the games, so I wont go into detail there. Lets just say, for references sake, that this RP takes place in the time directly after the EXE 5 game, though references to events in any of the games (aside from major events, like the DreamVirus or Gospel) should be kept to a minimum. As for the chipset, the set from EXE 3 and up is fair game, so keep that in mind when using chips.
Now, a little story:
The year is 200X. The Network age is going smoothly, with minimal disruptions from hackers, viruses, and evil syndicates. The Nebula organization has gone underground, no longer taking stabs at the Over Net directly, and staying localized in the seedy Under Net. With groundbreaking developments being made every day, the Net Society experiences a boom, growing rapidly for several months. Exciting new Navi developments have put SciLab on the forefront of this Net boom, especially with their amazing Emotion programming, which allows humans and Navis to share emotions, thoughts, and strengths and weaknesses. In short, the bond between operators and Navis has never been more solid.
Of course, Net society still has its problems. Dark Chips, the fearsome force behind the sinister Nebula organization, are still being distributed about the net, and mishaps involving Navis gone berserk or other unfortunate accidents can still be heard from time to time. The Officials, unable to stop such a scattered and unpredictable threat, largely ignore it, or so it seems. Others dedicate their careers to the study of Dark Chips, hoping to put an end to their evil presence once and for all
Now that weve gotten that out of the way, Id like to officially welcome you all to Rockman EXE: Net Nation. In this story, you can take on the role of a civilian, official, or even a member of the elusive and frightening Nebula organization, or a member of a fourth group, which I will introduce a little while later. Anyways, heres a quick template for profiles:
Name: Self-Explanatory. Aliases can also be listed here.
Age: Self-Explanatory, or apparent age.
Gender: Self-Explanatory.
Occupation: Unemployed counts as an occupation, as does student.
Appearance: Self-Explanatory. Humans only, please.
Personality: Self-Explanatory.
Short Back-story: Enough to go on. You be the judge of how short or long this is. Make sure to put thought into your characters, please.
Navi Name: Male Navis have a Man designation after them (i.e. NapalmMan, GyroMan, WoodMan, etc; The only exceptions I know of are Glyde and Forte, or Bass), and female Navis dont (Roll, Medi, Serenade, etc). Please, please, PLEASE make your navi original. No Robot Masters, no X series characters, no Navis based on other games/novels/television shows/etc. All original. Same goes for operators. If I see a non-original Navi, I will politely ask you to change it before you can be included in the story. (Yipes, I accidently broke my own rule... Apologies! >_o;;)
Navi Appearance: Self-Explanatory.
Navi Personality: Self-Explanatory.
Navi Fighting Style: How does your Navi bust viruses? Is it strong but slow, Quick but weak, or all-around?
NOTE: Normal Navis cannot perform Soul Unison (DublSoul) or have Style Changes. That is unique to Rockman. Also note that USING DARKCHIPS COMES AT A PRICE, NO MATTER WHAT.
Favorite Chip: What is your Navis favorite Battle Chip to use?
OK! Now that all the technicalities are out of the way, Ill begin with my profiles and the first IC post. The rest, my friends, is up to you!
PROFILE 1:
Name: Dan Moreau, or Dr. Moreau to his students. Yes, he is aware of the irony.
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Occupation: Professor of Navi Studies at Electopia University
Appearance: Dan is tall, austere, sporting a scruff brown moustache, a rough beard, and messy brown hair. His eyes are framed behind squarish glasses, and he always has a book under his arm. Dans standard uniform consists of an old brown-green coat and comfortable pants, with a gray shirt underneath. He exudes an air of a messy bookworm.
Personality: Dan IS rather intelligent, but can also be laid back and lax. He takes a weary approach to life, like hes been around the block one too many times. In the classroom, hes serious about study, but tries to make his classes fun. He usually fails. Dan takes a serious approach to Virus Busting as well, and tries to eliminate enemies as quickly as possible.
Short Back-story: Dan became the youngest professor ever instated at EU after his extensive reports on Dark Chips and their affects on Net Navis gained global recognition. He revels in his research, and took the job at EU with a lot of enthusiasm. He has had his Navi, VoidMan, since he was a grade-school student.
Navi Name: VoidMan
Navi Appearance: Picture
Colors: light green body, pale yellow trim around hands, shoulders, and feet.
Navi Personality: VoidMan is quiet, businesslike, and a bit haughty. He is very proud of the work he does, and is also academically interested in Dark Chips. VoidMan has kept a large cache of Dark Chips and Dark data sealed away for a very long time, studying them at any opportunity he gets
Navi Fighting Style: VoidMan is a technique-based Navi. He relies on his operators high skill level instead of sheer power in order to confuse and ultimately delete opponents. His signature ability, Panel Warp, breaks panels and draws opponents - and objects in the field - toward the newly-formed holes.
Favorite Chip: Neo VariaSword
IC: Electopia University housed the greatest minds the Network Age ever witnessed: Both generations of Hikari, famous navi developers and father and grandfather to the ace netbattler Lan Hikari graduated from EU, and even the diabolical genius Albert E. Wily hailed from the Universitys lacquered halls.
Dan Moreau sat in his classroom, quietly finishing his end-of-term reports. Classes had just let out for the summer, and Dan was eager to go travelling, and have a relaxing summer... One of his colleagues, a thin, pale, but cheery man stepped into the room, looking around brightly to find Dan. When he noticed that the professor was still at his desk, the man chuckled and sauntered up. Dan remained oblivious.
"So, still writing, huh? No rest for the weary I suppose. Still, at least you're not putting it off... like me. I'm impressed, Dan."
Dan nodded briefly and smiled at the man, never taking his attention fully away from his papers.
"Figured I'd do some travelling this time around. Everyone in my classes passed, so I don't have to do any summer classes, and the only workshops scheduled are towards the end of break... What're you doing with the three months they've given you?"
This idle chat continued for some time, until Dan finally laid down his pen, tapping the ends of the papers so they formed a neat stack. He set the papers on a corner of his desk and rose, grabbing his coat in the process.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in the fall, Dan. Have a good summer."
The man left the room, and Dan followed, switching off the light as he went. Before he could take even three steps from his door, however, he was stopped by a short man in a crisp business suit.
"Excuse me, Professor Moreau? May I have a word with you?"
Dan nodded to the pale man, who bid both of them a good day and strode off. The short man motioned to the room Dan had just left, and they both entered. Dan hoped that this wasn't a business proposition.
"You study Dark Chips, am I correct?"
Great. A business proposition. Dan frowned.
"Well, I study their effects on Navis, yes... It's really more of a hobby than my actual profession, as strange as that sounds..." Dan was hesitant. What did this guy want?
The man showed no change in emotion. Apparently small talk was just a formality.
"Allow me to be frank, professor. I am a member of the Officials. We hunt down Navis that may hold connections to Dark Chips, you see, and--"
Dan was startled. "But... I was given approval -- From you Officials, to boot -- to keep those Dark Chips for academic purposes! They're not even stored locally, but at the Official Center at SciLab... I've got my documents right here..."
Dan produced his PET, displaying several Official documents. The short man held up a stubby hand, looking slightly annoyed.
"I'm not here to arrest you or confiscate your Dark Chips, professor... The Officials need you. We need you... to gather a number of NetBattlers -- the number is up to you -- and come to SciLab. A startling development has come to light in recent days, concerning Dark Chips..."
"What? A development? I'm notified of every Dark Chip-related incident that occurs, sir, and nothing alarming has come to my attention-"
The man cut him off. "Gather a group, and come to SciLab. Present this to the Official at the desk and you will be escorted to my office. I'll fill you in there."
The man handed Dan a small plastic card with a symbol on it, and promptly left the room, leaving Dan to wonder what the heck had just happened. The Officials needed him?
"There go my travel plans..." Dan sighed and left Electopia University, heading for where he hoped the largest concentration of NetBattlers would be... The video arcade.
Upon arriving at the sea of brightly-lit screens accompanying the sounds of a million buttons being pressed at once, Dan scanned the crowd. VoidMan intoned what Dan was half-feeling at the moment...
"Ugh. Well, Dan, do you see anyone? Because I certainly don't."
Dan frowned and began to walk around the arcade, hoping to find someone over the age of twelve, at least...
OOC: And that's where you come in, folks! Happy RPing!
EDIT: Th... there is? Gwaah... Was it in EXE 4? Because I didn't play that one... x__x Erk, I'll re-do it after I verify. Nice catch there, Cy.
EDIT AGAIN: Graack. GravityMan.EXE was from Network Transmission... Having not played it, I always thought that was SparkMan. Ah well. Changed. Apologies.
OOC: You DO realize there IS a GravityManEXE already, correct? Kinda breaking your own first rule there. EDIT: here's my profile.
Name: Jonathan "Old Man" Tacks
Age: 25
Gender: M
Occupation: Professor of Telecommunications at Netopia U.
Appearance: Average height, mop of gray hair over his blue eyes. Wears a blue work shirt and black slacks.
Personality: I'll RP it out.
Short Back-story: Tacks is the professor of telecommunications at N.U.. He works on new communication methods and netbattles in his spare time, to get a feel of what the current state of communications are. He's come to Electopia for this reason, to find out what things are like. Due to his gray hair, he is often mistaken to be elderly, leading to the nickname "Old Man Tacks".
Navi Name: LensMan.EXE
Navi Appearance: Uses a flying saucer for his lower half, which has three lenses in it, one green, one red, and one blue. Has a pair of orbs which float around on him. Has a green jumpsuit body and arms, with heavy arm guards. Wears a squarish visor over his eyes, but two red lights can be seen where his eyes are under the lens. The helmet is green and angles out at the bottom. It has two small gold orbs rotating around the top of it.
Navi Personality: to be RP'd.
Navi Fighting Style: Photon Method
Detailed desc.:
Uses the lenses in the orbs to create laser blasts. The lenses in his saucer can fire out damaging waves or beams of light (similar to GunDelSol/Django chips). He can also, at the cost of the lightwave attack, use the three lenses in his saucer to create three holographic duplicates of himself, which also fire off blasts of light.
He also can use the lights to dazzle/stun the opponent Navi, whereupon he takes advantage of the moment to attack with his oversized forearms, clubbing the opponent, using the gold orbs on top of his head like returning slingshot bullets or using a physical attack chip, or just
uses his arms and the gold orbs to physically attack.
Favorite Chip: Prism
IC:
"So, LensMan. How is the new cable faring here?" The voice came crystal clear over the PET. "Just fine, prof. I've made connection with the arcade machine here from the PET in .0075 seconds less than before!" "Great! We'll have it up to a full seconds' faster connection than before!"
OOC: @_@ Yikes, off to a bit of a shaky start here, I am. Thanks for telling me about GravityMan, Cy; I wouldn't have known otherwise ^^;;;. I editted my first post... GravityMan is now VoidMan.
Had to get blood work done today, and I'm feeling a bit woozy. I'll edit this a little later.
-Darkest
Name: Douglas 'Champ' Walker
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Occupation: Professional NetBattler/Mercenary
Appearance: Douglas is tall with a muscular build, and has a bald shaved head and red beard framing a square-jawed face.
Usually wears a torn denim vest with a wrestling T-shirt underneath, and huge baggy jeans and heavy work boots.
Personality: Acting tough but really rahter soft on the inside, Douglas has two loves in life- Wrestling, and Money. Especially Money. Douglas will do just about anything if it means money for him, and if he can combine his loves, all the better.
Short Back-story: Ever since he was a kid, Doug watched Wrestling. A LOT. When he was 5, his parents bought him his first PET, with one of the first Navis designed for combat. Doug was enamored with this concept, and started training vigorously, though he was disappointed that he could never make the Navi do the fancy moves he had seen his favorite wrestlers do on television. So, when he was about 14, he designed a custom-built Navi designed off the Gutsman model
that was strong, yet nimble enough to carry out complicated maneuvers to defeat his enemies. Since then, he has become a professional NetBattler, defeating scores upon scores of Navis with his unorthodox tactics which shun the most popular shot and sword chips for good old-fashioned wrestling skills.
(Not exactly short, I know. But I had to explain just why it is he has a bad GutsMan rip-off for a Navi,and why he's fascinated with Wrestling.)
Navi Name:GrappleMan.EXE
Navi Appearance: (will have a pic up later)For now, think of Gutsman if Gutsman were a wrestler. Basically, he is a big, burly Guts-looking robot with a mexican wreslting mask for a head, a championship belt around his waist, enormous feet, and stretchy arms.
Navi Personality: Think of a typical TV wrestler. Basically, cocky and conceited, and likes to talk a lot of trash.
Navi Fighting Style: Incredibly powerful, GrappleMan uses his stretch arms to grab an enemy and quickly execute a wrestling maneuver on it, such as a suplex. He can also punch at great distances and leap into the air and stomp his enemy. He favors Battlechips of the 'Break' type.
Favorite Chip: MeteorKnuckle
(Hope that's okay. If not, say the word and I'll change it.)
OOC: Warning!: I am familiar with the series in general, but I have only played the first game, plus a little of the GC game. Plotwise, I don't think I have to worry, but I am kind of concerned about the chip thing. I made a character to reflect my lack of knowledge, as she has only a small number of chips anyway, but just a heads up, eh.
Name: Jennifer "Jen" Rain
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Occupation: Unemployed, working on getting accepted at a University.
Appearance: Jennifer is tall, having stood equal to the tallest boys for several years. She has brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles. A pink T-shirt with a happy teddy bear face on front has become her trademark, and she also wears blue jeans. On a typical day such as today, she has between one and three wristbands on each of her arms.
Personality: She has a keen and observant mind, and pays attention to her surroundings. She's pretty laid back, outwardly not showing a whole lot of concern for the situation. She was well known among her class for making the comment, "Everything will be fine," during the Life Virus crisis.
Short Back-story: She has always seemed to be a bit taller, faster, smarter, and stronger than all her peers, with few exceptions. Though only 16, she has been out of school for a year, having completed it. During that year, she practiced her art and dancing talents, even being part in a ballet. Now, though, she feels she is ready to begin college, but first she needs to find a university that will accept her...so first, onto the games!
Navi Name: Nej.EXE
Navi Appearance: Nej is average-sized, a mix of red and black as her colors. She wears a body suit, with nine large ribbons streaming from the back of the head/helmet.
Navi Personality: A fast-thinking strategist, Nej is able to react even without seeing, and odds are the reaction will be the best tactical move possible in the moment. Otherwise, she is calm, supportive, and gentle. She deeply cares about others, especially other Navi's, but her loyalty to Jen is what keeps her from going overboard with compassion.
Navi Fighting Style: Nej is fast moving, and generally goes with a hit-and-run pattern. While Jennifer is adaptable, she doesn't trust battle chips, and relies mostly on Nej's personal blaster more than anything. The only exception is the Barrier chip. When there is a need, however, Jen will use other battle chips, and has a limited but varied collection. Nej was more meant to work in groups, having the ability to keep other .EXE's running in good shape, even when they have taken mass damage (basically, a constant, powerful heal ability), but it requires total concentration.
Favorite Chip: Barrier
IC:
Nej sighed. "Jen, don't you think you should be looking at those application forms?"
Jen, who was currently occupied with a space fighter shooter arcade game, said, "I'll get to it! I just need to relax a - bit!"
The fighter in the game was destroyed, and Jen failed to achieve a high score. Shrugging, Jen picked up her PET from where she had set it down, and grinned sheepishly. "Was getting pretty good at it..."
Nej became a lot more alert. "Jennifer, I'm picking up a Navi entering the arcade."
Jen began turning as she said, "almost everyone has a Navi, why should this one be any diff-"
Jennifer hesitated as she saw who Nej had pointed out. "He never was your teacher, but he works at the same school!"
Jen shrugged. "So I've never seen him before here. We'll just ignore him for now."
Jennifer went to a different arcade machine, and started it up.
OOC: Ah... Welcome. Wayfarer, if you need a quick lowdown on Battle-Chips, the fastest fix I can give you is this site: Er... I would give it to you, but it seems that Planet Megaman is down. Ah well, you should be fine. Sorry about the lateness, folks, I was feeling really weak for a while yesterday, and went fishing today ^^;;. So I WON'T edit my last post, but I will post now. Zoom.
IC: Dan looked around again, after adjusting to the dimly-lit arcade. A couple of the people he saw seemed... vaguely familiar... But he couldn't place them. Then he saw someone who made him stop and stare, a bit awestruck. Was that...?!
VoidMan completed the thought process first. "Is that Old Man Tacks?! He's a communications genius..! I think he'd make a good addition, er, start, Dan..."
Dan agreed and walked over to Jonathan, slightly unnerved. Though he was used to seeing and being surrounded by incredibly bright people, Dan had never had much time to communicate with Netopia University...
"Excuse me... You're Jona... Er, Professor Jonathan Tacks, right? Could I have a moment of your time, please...?"
Tacks turned around, perplexed. "Hmm..?"
Dan took a deep breath and made his proposition, positive that he'd get laughed at. When it didn't happen, he blinked. He never thought he'd get this far with a professional like Tacks...
"Er, there IS one problem. Two people don't make a group. Do you know of anyone who might have enough skill... Er, I'm getting ahead of myself... Do you... Er... Accept?"
Dan cringed. Wow, some organizer I am.
Out of the corner of his eye, Dan spied one of the people he had noted, a young girl, move from one arcade machine to another. Can't lose anyone, Dan thought... Hope I don't mess up here.
Dan waited for a response...
OOC: Erk >_>. I still need to get back into the whole RPing thing. Oh well.
The battle-damaged Navi stood in defiance of the hulking brute in front of it.
'You can't win kid, you might as well just let me HAVE the money and go back home to your mommy!'The massive guts-type navi said after a moment.
'NEVER!I'll never give up to a freak like you!'
'Spoken like a true hero, shrimp. Of course, they all act tough. But you know what? This fight hasn't even begun yet.'
'What do you--' The Navi started to say, before its opponent leapt high into the air, flying so high that his opponent couldn't keep track of him. He fired a few buster shots into the area where he thought the giant Navi was-- 'OR MAYBE IT'S ALREADY...OVER!' a voice shouted from above him.
Then the owner of the voice came crashing down on him like ten tons of virtual bricks, crushing his opponent into the ground.
'NAVI DELETED.'
'NOOOOOOOO! How could you do such a thing, you... you bully!?'
'Bully? Don't make me laugh, Kid. I gave you more than enough chance to cut your losses and run. But you played the hero instead. Who do you think you are, Hikari? HA! You've got a ways to go, kid. when you've grown up a little bit, try coming back and fighting me again.'
the kid began crying and started to run away, when the tall bald man shouted to him. 'HEY! Kid!'
The kid turned around, and the man tossed a small wad of bills at him. 'Go buy yourself a new Navi.'
The kid wiped away a few tears from his eyes, stammered his thanks, and disappeared into the crowd.
'Looks like that's another payday for the champ and GrappleMan! I wonder if there's ANYONE that can beat us!' he began to gloat. It was called 'working the crowd', and the more he bragged, the more people got up the courage to challenge him. They all lost, of course. Nobody could even begin to strategize before they were (sometimes literally) torn to pieces by GrappleMan's brute strength.
All of a sudden, something caught Douglas' eye.
A scruffy looking brown-haired man he didn't recognize and a man he recognized as a teacher at the university were talking quietly about something in a corner of the arcade. He thought to himself, then began to wander over. If it didn't mean money for him, at least he'd hang around and see what they could possibly be doing here.
As eager challengers rushed up and began placing stacks of change and bills on the Battle machine, he waved them away. He began walking a little quicker over to where the two men were talking, always staying out of their line of sight. He smelled a big payday coming up real soon.
Tacks rubbed his chin in thought. This DID present a problem. "What do you say, LensMan?" A pair of red eyes looked out from the PET. "I'm up for it." "Then so am I. I have an idea to get us some recruits here." With those words, he walked towards the battle machine. "I accept your challenge," he laid down a small wad of zenny on the pile, "but on one condition. You stop trash-talking these poor children if you lose. If I lose, you get the money I wagered and I'll leave you to your art." Tacks, too, knew how to put on a good show.
IC: Dan arched an eyebrow. "Erm, I guess that works..."
Then Dan remembered about the girl. He looked around, and, upon finding her, quick-walked over. "Er, excuse me, but... Have I seen you about? Er, the University I mean..." Dan winced inwardly at the situation. He hoped that he didn't sound like he was trying to hit on her. That would be unfortunate. Dan scratched his beard and sighed. He prepared to give his proposition...
OOC: AAAGH! Deep sea fishing AGAIN tomorrow?! x_x I need to sleep. Goodnight all!
Jennifer turned. "Dr. Moreau! I don't think we've ever met in person, but yes, I was at the university." She stretched out a hand. "I'm Jennifer Rain."
He hesitated, then shook her hand, and gave his proposition.
Jen paused for a moment, considering, and Dan was fearing the worst. "That's what I'm here for, Dr.! I'll help."
OOC: Yikes. School started for me today, so I apologize for not posting... But I'm here now, so let's go!
IC: Dan smiled for the first time since he had been assigned with this mission, and his confidence got a little upsurge. He relaxed a bit. This wasn't so bad... With two already recruited, and a third possibly on the way... This could go smoothly after all.
"Excellent. Now, where did Tacks go..."
Jen's eyes got a little wider at the mention of Old Man Tacks. She said, a little jokingly, "What, is it cool for teachers to go to arcades now?" Dan chuckled, but then started to wonder. One of life's oddities...
Dan craned his neck and looked for Tacks, and found him at the NetBattle machine, looking a bit like a prize fighter and sounding a lot like one. Dan raised an eyebrow when he saw who Tacks would be facing...
"Quite a big guy." Dan said, a bit quietly.
"He's got a big Navi, too... GrappleMan, have you heard of him?" Jen asked in a conversational tone, and Dan began to get the feeling of the calm before a storm, as the big guy noticed Tacks...
"Hmm, maybe we should go over there... Er, you know, for support."
Jen nodded briefly and followed Dan to the machine, where Tacks was putting on quite a show...
OOC: I'm almost done with EXE 5, and I must say that I LOVE the DeathPheonix chip... Especially when I have two Djangos and a Django SP, a Blues and a CosmoMan chip in my folder 
:"> 3...
-Darkest
OOC: DeathPhoenix? Isn't that the giga you get in Higsby's shop that only does 150? If you have Blues ver, get DeltaRayEdge. Mine had CrossDivide.
IC: Tacks rolled up his sleeves as he exchanged glances with the ruffian. "Well? Afraid of this old man?"
As Dan walked forward, Jen held back for a moment. Holding up her PET and whispering, she said, "Nej, did you get that?"
"Yeah, I did. Something's not right here..."
"I agree. Who involves both professors and kids in a mission?"
"Don't you remember the stories about Lan Hikari and MegaMan.EXE?"
"Yeah...Lan was in 5th grade, and he was able to help NetBattlers. So, it does make sense to look for talent among civilians, with people who spend more time working with their Navi's...but still, something's..."
"...not right." Nej finished for Jen. "I'll keep my eyes open."
"Nej, can you send an e-mail to one of the other people in my class?"
The picture of Nej on the PET nodded. "Of course!"
Aftere another moment, Jen stepped up next to Dan again, to watch the scene.
OOC: That is an opportunity for someone to join, but if no one does from that, I have plans for it.
Also, by no means take my opportunity as the last available slot! I am sure that this RP is still open!
OOC: >cough< Blegh... Not a good start to the month... Is my immune system weakening or something? =_=;;
Er, And where's Wonderbat? o_o;; The scene sorta can't continue without ya, mate... >prod<
While we a-wait, I'll do a little to-the-side post. Whee, dark and evil! >cough<...
IC: Deep in the bowels of the Undernet, five Navis stood in a loose circle, all muttering to themselves and each other in low voices. They all wore cloaks to mask their identities, but various charactaristics could be seen poking out from on a few Navis. A tall, thin Navi, with eyes of dark flame shining out from under his virtual hood, looked around and uttered the words "They're late." As it said this, dark flames licked and curled from where its mouth should have been, and the Navi's voice was warped by a dark force... A second navi turned to the first, completely masked by a large cloak. A sultry female voice issued from beneath the folds of virtual fabric...
"Silence, ZombieMan. They will be here soon enough... It's not like we can go ahead without them, anyway..."
Yet another Navi nodded in agreement. This one was toting something long wrapped in stained fabric... A wheezing, static-filled voice rose from the open hood...
"Diffuse is ... right. I've already received ... a mail from MaskMan and his... protege... And they'll ... be here shortly..."
Zombieman let out a sound like a billows being stepped on, and two Navis warped in almost simultaneously. One was wearing a tattered cloak but no hood, revealing a scarred but otherwise featureless mask... The other sported no cloak, and was... a little different, even by normal Navi standards.
The Navi that accompanied MaskMan was bright red, and fairly reminiscent of a Mexican mariachi band player... Aside from sporting a sleek handlebar moustache, the Navi toted a black-and-red acoustic guitar, and sported a likewise black-and-red sombrero... The navi grinned widely and said, in a manner akin to wild west mexican outlaws (with the accent to match):
"Hola, my friends... I am SpiceMan, here to accompany you for this little fiesta!"
SpiceMan unstrapped the guitar from his back, and faced a virtual skull, placed in the Undernet for... ambience. He grinned widely and shouted "SpiceRift!!"
A giant wave of sound blasted from the guitar, decimating the skull and sending digital fragments everywhere. The Navis stood, seemingly unimpressed.
The one known as Diffuse chuckled coldly. "This is your choice, MaskMan? A flambouyantly-clad... pepper?"
The other Navis laughed mirthlessly, and SpiceMan felt incensed. He was about to say something (probably crude), but Maskman raised a long, thin hand. "He has power enough now, but he has not yet accepted the Dark... So I present him with this... DarkNoise."
MaskMan conjured a DarkChip from the digital air, and handed it to SpiceMan. The red navi grinned and flicked it into the air, where it dissolved into a dark spirit, which SpiceMan received with relish. Soon, the navi was engulfed by an evil aura, which soon subsided... SpiceMan was revealed to be a bit darker, a bit eviller... And much stronger. He grinned darkly. "Perfecto."
Maskman nodded to the other Navis, who removed their cloaks... Maskman stepped into the middle of the group, who all faced SpiceMan.
"Allow me to introduce... ZombieMan..."
A navi clad in a tattered prison uniform and sporting a shock of dark, flaming "hair" nodded begrudgingly, his eyes staring soulessly into space...
"Diffuse.."
A female Navi shouldering a giant boomerang winked at SpiceMan...
"StaticMan..."
A reaperlike Navi with blank eyes barely nodded in SpiceMan's direction...
"Reverb..."
Another female Navi, carrying a large rod and twirling a plug that was connected to her back by a long wire, nodded at SpiceMan, uninterested...
"And finally, CardMan."
A tall, thin Navi rolling a Zeny between his fingers grinned at SpiceMan.
SpiceMan nodded to each of the Navis and turned to MaskMan. "So what now?"
MaskMan's head lowered slightly, and the other Navi's could tell that he was grinning.
"We wait for our victims..."
OOC: That took way longer than expected... But I was reading. Heh.
Eheheh, yeah, funny story, I sorta went on a completely unnanounced vacation for a few days and tried to persuade a friend to post a pre-written post, but it was not to be.
I'll edit this into a proper post tomorrow, as I am too tired right now. But rest assured, I will not drop into a plothole like that again.
