Mega Man Roleplay Network

[Cysma]

After some thinking, I've decided that the world of the Mega Man Battle Network would be great grounds for roleplaying. You take part in the world and can interact with the characters from the games as NPCs (kinda). Before you begin, you must introduce your character in this format:

Name:
Age:
Occupation (more on that below):
Residence (optional):
Physical Description:
Background:
Personality:

This is your "real world" character. If your character operates a Net Navi to use in the Cyberworld, or if your character is a lone Navi without an operator, introduce your Navi as follows:

Name (Does not always have to end with "Man"):
Physical Description:
Background:
Personality:

What may affect your role most is the occupation. You may select one of these or describe your own:

NetBattler: You collect Battle chips to use in NetBattles, as your goal may be to create the ultimate Navi with the ultimate Chip folder.

Student: You are a student of ACDC school or another school (this includes middle or high school, or college) taking a course of your choice. You are probably interested in NetBattling and your Navi may also help you with your schoolwork.

Scientist: You work alongside Dr. Hikari at SciLab and discover new ways to battle Viruses and NetCrime, as well as come up with new inventions.

Official NetBattler: You work in the ONBA as an official to battle NetCrime with your high-ranked Netbattling Navi.

DNN Official: You work for a part in the DNN, the host of the N1 Grand Prix, a tournament held regularly between 32 NetBattlers. You may be an announcer, actor, or otherwise.

WWW Operative: You work for the secret organization WWW, led by scheming madman Dr. Wily, whose dreams are to destroy the Network and rule the world. Your Navi excels in invading important machines with Viruses, carrying out Wily's evil bidding.

Independant Navi: You are a lone Navi with no operator that exists only in the Cyberworld. You may work for whomever you choose.

Program: This one needs no physical description, as you are a Program operating a computer system of some sort, which you may choose.

[Cysma]

Operator
Name: Fokoh
Age: 19
Occupation: Student/NetBattler
Residence: ACDC College
Physical Description: A late teen of 6'5" in height with brownish blonde hair, often dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, with stylish shoes and socks.
Background: A student of ACDC college taking a special course in computers and Netbattling. He enjoys video games with his Navi in his spare time, but believes that WWW could be trying to hack into the school network.
Personality: Curious, stubborn, lacks social skill.

Navi
Name: Cysma
Physical Description: A tall figure in a full-body silver armor suit, an arm cannon on the left hand and a helmet with a visor.
Background: When Fokoh's hometown was infected by WWW viruses, a scientist friend created Cysma to fight them off. After the town was liberated of the threat, Cysma went on to battle viruses wherever Fokoh went, which is now ACDC college.
Personality: Courageous, calculating, concern for others.
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"Fokoh, the download's complete!" Cysma yelled out from the screen on Fokoh's dorm computer. His operator rushed to him and sat down on the chair. "Great! You're gonna be the player on this game, Cys!" Fokoh responded. The Navi went into the freshly-downloaded video game's files and to a room full of programs. Pushing aside the one containing data for the player character, Cysma took it's place. Fokoh started the game, and the Navi soon found himself on an open field under a red sky, a war going on all around him.
"Aww...another WWII shooting game?" Cysma complained as his operator used the controls to move him around, blasting soldiers, vehicles, and aircraft. This left the both of them unaware of the status in the school's network...

[celebi134]

OPERATOR
Name: Leon
Age: 13
Occupation: Student
Physical Description: Tall, Blonde hair, Brown eyes, Wears yellow T-Shirt, Dark-Demin jeans, and converse sneakers.
Background: a normal kid who attends ACDC Middle School. He enjoys playing video games, but is quite intelligent when he needs to be. Enjoys virus-busting as a recreation with his Navi.
Personality: Kind, little anger control, independant, tough when needed.

NAVI
Name: LupineMan.exe
Physical Description: A Fox/Wolf-Like Navi, Silver body with Black hands and Purple boots, Rapier in sheath on the back of body, long tail.
Background: Originally programmed by a corrupt Operator, LupineMan looked a lot meaner, and destroyed anything in it's path. However, with a little re-programming by Leon's Mother, a top-rank Netbattler, LupineMan became Leon's Navi.
Personality: Silent, Calm, Relentless in combat, and Wise.
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"LEON! TIME FOR DINNER!", His mother from the steps to his room.
"Hold on, Mom. LupineMan and I just need to delete a few more viruses!", replied Leon.
His mother then called up, "NOW!", and Leon had no choice but to accept. After jacking out, LupineMan, his Net Navi, said sternly; "It was about time. It statred to get rather boring fighting Mettaurs over and over again." "Alright. I'll be back soon.", Leon stated, going downstairs without his PET. After dinner, Leon's mother wanted to talk with him. "Son, I want to give you something."
"Do I get my allowence?", Leon asked. "No", stated his mom. "But, i've been wanting to give you this custom battlechip I programmed for LupineMan", as she holded up a chip titled Fox- Fire. "If you want it, you need to help me with an important Netcrime situation, if you think you can handle it. You see, you must...."

[ July 17, 2004, 06:56 PM: Message edited by: Celebi 134 ]

[Super N]

Name:Jerred
Age:17
Occupation:WWW Operative(secretly)/Netbattler
Residence:Secret Base
Physical Description:Black Shirt,Brown-ish Black Pants,Black Cape,Boots(guess what color?)Black utilty belt(with all sorts of cool gadgets),black helmet with sungoggles(combination of sunglasses and goggles) and a grey thing on the helmet like Viewtiful Joe's,but thinner.
Background:Mother and father were WWW operatives.Was forced into doing crime and WWW work around twelve.Mother is now dead from a diesease,Father is in jail.
Personality:Stiff and Serious in Combat,Confused and gentle outside of Combat(wonders if this is what he really should be doing,what the scheme of life is,etc.)


Navi
Name(I WANT it to end with Man):JunkMan
Description:Body is made of Junk,arms and legs made af metal,head looks like Bass's,only square and without the fin-like things.
Background:Was created from scraps of data roaming around the net.
Personality:Rash,a bit insane,when in combat.Loves his job,is a bit of a jerk,and always makes fun of Jerred's ponders.However,he seecretly wonders the same things.
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Jerred walked up to his Lord and Master,Wily.
"I have succeeded in deactivating the banks security alarms," he stated."Or I should I say,we did," he added under his breath.He knew how Wily thought humans were far superior to NetNavis,and only used them because "Deactivating the net is the KEY to conquering the world!" as Wily himself put it."Good job." Wily said."You will get a bonus on your next paycheck.As for now..." He pulled a Battlechip out of his coat."I want you to have this custom battlechip.It's one of a kind ."He handed it to Jerred."I had it made just for you." The battlechip was Junk Rain,a battlechip Jerred had always dreamed of owning but knew didn't exist...at least until now."Thank you,sir," Jerred stated.And he walked out of Wily's throne room.

[Super N]

Jerred was at the edge of a cliff near the base,overlooking a deep,thick woods."Was this really worth what I did?" he wondered,looking down at the battlechip."Sure!" said a voice coming from his PET.He took JunkMan off his utility belt and looked at him."It's not like you did anything wrong," his Navi continued."So you knocked out a guard and deactivated a few computer progams.Big deal!Besides,that Battlechip looks really sweet."
A short silence followed this conversation."I dunno..."Jerred said,remembering the bank incident...

A guard walked back and forth in front of a door,keeping a sharp eye out for any troublemakers.Suddenly Jerred leapt behind him and put a shot into the policemans arm.The needle injected a sleeping potion the boys in the backroom had whipped up."He'll be asleep for about two hours," Jerred said as the policeman fell.Then he walked over to a computerized lock on the door."Jack in!JunkMan,Power Up!" he whispered,so as not to alert anybody he was there...

[Godot]

OPERATOR
Name: Jessica (Nicked named "Luna")
Age: 16
Occupation: Student At ACDC High School
Physical Description: 5'6, has black hair with pink highlights, blue eyes, and wears a pink vest with a dark purple pants with combat boots. Her net sign is in her ponytail with a the female sign but instead the "O" is shaped like a heart.
Background: Lives with her Dad, she is tended of being a big sister/mother to her younger brother named Cody. She attends ACDC High School, but on the weekdays, she goes and pratice Net-battling with her Navi.
Personality: Calm, rather cheerful, but also been known to be alittle bit gullible.

NAVI
Name: Psycho.EXE
Physical Description: A pink Navi with Pink clothing and Pink and silver armor, has a Halo, and also equiped with a harp and blaster (But can be formed as a hand).
Background: Was a former weak Net Navi until was saved by Luna's brother's Net Navi, and was to be Luna's 14th birthday gift due to the lost of her old Net-Navi, which Luna doesn't like to talk about.
Personality: Hyper and brave.
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It was another one of those nights, working hard into the way morning hours to study for a test in for math. Luna was scribbling down mumbo-jumbo in her textbook, and it was three o’clock in the morning. Psycho watches Luna, and kept yelling at her for nodding to sleep.
“Luna…Hey, Luna….LUNA!”
Luna snapped open her eyes to see her Navi laughing at her.
“Huh…” She said, and with a giant yawn she added, “What so funny? That you like to wake someone up who work their buns off?”
Psycho shook her head, still laughing. “It’s not that you been losing sleep for the past few days, but it’s about what you been writing!”
Luna looked down at her paper and see her write her name as someone else.
“Seriously… Mister Travis Benton!”
“Shut up,” Said Luna coldly. “I’m turning in. I can’t work any more. But tomorrow, you’re in for your own little surprise!”
Psycho stuck her tongue out, and then said, “You got an e-mail,”
Out of distraction, Luna looked half asleep at Psycho.
“Dear Miss Beistle,” Said Psycho, “You are to report to your lunch detention tomorrow at 12 noon for Net Battling on school ground, during the school day. Your task will be shown tomorrow under your name.” Psycho looked at Luna with a weird glance. “You sneaky little devil. Got us both in trouble.”
Luna sunken her head into her pillow and muttered softly “What do you mean ‘us’?”

[Cysma]

Fokoh skated down the streets of ACDC town on his new roller shoes, which he got since he found out that the great NetBattler Lan Hikari, known for bravely defeating WWW's master plans twice, had also worn them. Fokoh saw this as quite a great achievement indeed, having a 12-year-old in his town that has saved the world at least three times already. He hoped to meet Lan personally one day, and NetBattle his Navi in hopes of finding out the secret of their courage and skill...

But that was for another time, it seemed. Fokoh was on his way to the bank. "Let me get this straight, you're gonna withdraw money for vending machines!?" His confused Navi spoke out from his PET.
"Of course! Just enough to last me for another week..."
Upon entering the bank, Fokoh almost literally stumbled over a guard lying silently on the floor. "What the...? What happened?" He kicked the guard awake and helped him to his feet.
"Ooh...how long was I out?" The man asked. Fokoh shrugged.
"I just got here to withdraw. Something happen?"
"If I was out...someone could've easily strolled into the bank and get into it's computer network!"
Fokoh reeled back, and without a word, whipped out his PET and jacked Cysma into the nearest port, accessing the bank's system.

"Is everything okay?" The worried Fokoh asked.
"I dunno...everything looks fine besides the security being knocked out..."

[ZIPPYDIPPY19]

Mines an independent Navi...


Name: Domino

Physical Description: A jet black navi with white tiger stripes and white pupiless eyes. His only weapon is a long black and white striped staff. He is relatively tall for a Navi, but his skinny form makes him seem lanky. No physical armaments other than his staff can be seen due to his shadowy skin.

Background: Domino was a top secret project SciLab had been developing in years past titled, "The Peacekeeper". He was supposed to be an all white, holy navi with the ability to reflect any attack sent his way due to all the viruses movesets being downloaded to his memory. However, when the scientists working on him began to get sloppy, the viruses they were injecting into his data became unstable, and he awoke. Unknowingly he unleashed all the viruses attacks in one fatal move, killing the scientists in a violent explosion, and the project was henceforth locked up forever. Domino, however, had slipped into the net during the commotion and had remained hidden in the undernet, using his dark appearance to blend in perfectly.

Personality: Domino deters from any conversation of any kind, especially conversing with humans, and is at most times silent while anything is listening. He is also very patient, always waiting until the time comes to act, a trait stemming from his original, holier design. When he finds a foe though, they had better pray because he doesn't show any mercy. Period. He is also wary of any navis controlled by humans, thinking them weak and unfit to survive on their own, much like Bass.
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Domino was in his element, the natural darkness of the undernet allowing him to blend into the shadows. All except for those eyes, and the rare occasion when he opened his mouth to expose black pointed teeth against a white background. The officials were dumbstruck, the group of them being taken down one by one by some unseen force. All they could hear was the sinister laugh all about their navis, which in turn were fighting with everything they had.

It had been seven days ago that Domino had discovered one of his undernet buddies was being traced, and he had known right then and there that officials would soon be crawling all over the place. He had met with Mamoru, the administrator of the Undernet (I think thats his name?), a rare event in itself.

"They'll be here within the week" the soft, but dark voice said from the black screen Mamoru now faced.
"Yeah, I know, but what can I do? I can't just shut down the undernet ya know." Mamoru retorted, his hands gripping his wheelchair until his knuckles were white, obviously afraid for his fathers work.
"I'm not asking you to, I'm just asking you for two things. First a small upgrade, I need a power boost, and second, that all the illumination programs in the undernet be put under my control when they arrive." Domino said in the same emotionless voice.
"First you have to tell me why...." Mamorus voice suddenly trailed off as lines of text began running across the massive display in front of him. Domino had obviously began running the program on his own.
"Trust me, you'll see, you'll see...."

Thus the officials had been doomed from the start, for with the lights out, Domino was a indestructible phantom. His staff deleted Navi after Navi, only several operators being quick and smart enough to jack out. The task was soon completed, and as the navis data filtered through the cyberspace around domino, he laughed and snapped his fingers, the lights instantly returning. Only two words were heard as he dissapeared from existence, obviously on a return trip to the undersquare.

"Too easy....."

[Godot]

Psycho woke up Luna at 6 o’ clock, by singing horrible and shrilly. Luna got up, cursed out Psycho, and went to cook everyone breakfast. Luna’s Dad looked at her as she pored some coffee in his mug and smiled.
“Just like your mother. Always cooking, and working, and never tired. But instead you played with PETs,”
Luna shook all over, looking down at her feet.
“Yes, Daddy,”
A yelled of a little boy running down stairs broke the silence that Luna had, and her face grew with more color.
“Ah, Cody! Good morning!” Said Luna brightly. Cody looked up, and a huge grin grew.
“Mornin’, Sissy! Off to school I go!”
“Care for some breakfast?”
“Ah, no thanks! I have to go over my friend’s house before I go to school. He said he has a cool Battle chip he MUST show me!”
“Ah, okay. I trust you will have a good day,”
Cody ran out the door and down the street. Luna sighed and sipped her coffee disdainfully. She slid on a pair of roller blades and look at her Dad.
“Jessica… Have a good day,”
Riding by slowly, she held out her PET and talked with Psycho.
“So, are you ready for that big test?” Asked Psycho. “Or do you want to try to hack into the school’s computer again to find the answers?”
“Har har har,” Said Luna very sarcastically. “VERY funny. Of course I study. You saw me! I have been twisting my back to be able to pass this test,”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you! And by the way, you have detention,”
Luna rolled her eyes and took off her blades and walked in the school.

[joethebarbarian13135]

OPERATOR
Name:joe hatter
Age:14
Occupation:WWW operative
Residence:unknown
Physical Description: green eyes brown hair and 5'6 feet high and very heavy
Background: when growing up he was very mean and didnt like people then one day he ran away from home and was adopted by a man named Drwily and he helped him establish a orginization called the WWW and now he looking for a way to acomplish world domination with his father
Personality: mean independent very stubburn and very inteligent

NAVI
Name Engineman
Physical Description big red metalic navi with steam pipes on arms and with red flaming armor with equipied with a Flame sword and a mega cannon (both arms can turn back to fist for punching)
Descipion was made by the scientist in the WWW by order of Dr.Wily as he said it had to be the strongest and powerful in the world!
personality stuborn short tempored and has low intelligeance

[Super N]

"Hold it right there!" a voice said to JunkMan.JunkMan turned around to see SecureMan,a Navi resposible for keeping the bank safe.
"Fireball!" yelled the Police-costumed Navi.A giant ball of flame appeared in front of him,heading straight for JunkMan...
"Sandstorm,battlechip in!Download!"
JunkMan rrecognized the familiar voice of his operator,and smiled as a giant wall of sand appeared in front of him.The sand absorbed the fireball,then reshaped itself into a tornado,which headed toward SecureMan...
"Gah!" yelled SecureMan,dodging the blast.
FOOSH!
A peice of metal whizzed by SecureMan.
"Heh," JunkMan chuckled as he fired some goop from his arm,which had transformed into a cannon.
The goop hit SecureMan's leg,trapping him in that one place.
"UsedSword,Battlechip in!Download!"Jerred said,knowing the battle was about to end.
JunkMan's Cannon rearranged into a sword,slightly tarnished/rusted.JunkMan rushed toward the terrified SecureMan,a look of terror uupon SecureMan's face.Junkman jumped into the air,sword raised...
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"Jerred!"
Jerred turned,startled.
It was Dr.Wily."A kid and his net navi are at the bank.I need you to take care of them..."
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Cysma was working on getting past some kinda lock some NetNavi had put on the deactivated alarm system.
"Are you almost finished?"Fohkoh asked.
"Nowhere near," Cysma replied."This lock is tough,that's-"
FAZOW!
"Gah!"yelled Cysma as something hit him in the back.He turned around to see a Navi made mostly of junk standing there."Coward,shooting me in the back."
JunkMan's cannon reformed back to a hand."What,you want me to tell you I'm about to shoot you?What's your name,kid?"
"I'm Cysma...you are?"
"JunkMan."
...
"WAH HA HA HA!" laughed Cysma,quite loudly I might add."YOUR NAME IS JUNKMAN?!HA HA HA!"
JunkMan and his operator(who was in a secret location near the bank) both fell down,startled.
Some static rolled in."Cysma,are you okay?That blast damaged the screen for a couple of minutes..."
"Yeah,Fohkoh,I'm okay...say,have you got any battlechips with you?I have a feeling there's about to be a big battle..."

[ZIPPYDIPPY19]

Domino stepped into the cyberworld once again, his eyes darting every which way to reorient himself from his sudden appearance. This was the undersquare, his refuge since his project had been locked away never to see the light of day again. This had also been his home, a base of operations, and also a base for recruitment if ever he needed any help. Viruses darted out of his path in fear as he silently made his way over to the BBS, the data stored within displaying itself directly in front of him. It seemed some navi had been interrupting the transactions of currency in the bank systems, and it also said in a recent message that two navis were seen arguing and on the verge of confrontation in the same vicinity.

"How interesting" Domino muttered, his form already going transluscent. "MAMORU! I'm heading over to the bank systems, be ready to download some battlechips for me".
"I'm not your operator, do it yourself" Was the only reply that came.
"Insolent human, FINE, I'll do it myself..." by the end of the statement he was already whisking himself away through the net, traveling on a straight path towards the bank's server.

He arrived at the perfect moment, instantly activating an invis. Chip to remain unseen to the two Net Navis standing before him. One was a rather odd looking one, junk cluttered about him, the other a regal navi, dressed in a grand set of armor, a buster arm at the ready. He remembered that a certain Junkman had been involved with the WWW, and was a hot topic in the Undernet BBS. This navi must be him.

Waiting patiently, Domino crouched down, still invisible in order to watch the show in peace. His staff was gripped tightly in his hand, ready to wreak havoc if the battlechip were to wear off unexpectedly. The thought alone caused Domino to almost wish the effect of the invis. suddenly ended, for the rush of battle had always entertained him.

[ July 20, 2004, 01:28 PM: Message edited by: Zippy ]

[Godot]

Luna walked up to the door, opened it, and notice it was empty. “Strange…” She thought, and went to her first period class, to find the door was locked. She notices a place to jack-in. Slyly she yelled out a bold remark.
“IF ANYONE IS HERE AND KNOWS THAT THE RULES SAY NOT TO JACK IN YOUR PETs FOR BATTLING REASONS, YOU ARE GIVEN THE CHANCE TO CATCH ME BEFORE I DO SO!”
No response.
“All right!” She smiled. “Jack in, Psycho! Power-up!”

Psycho landed on the net safely. Looking around, she sense they were not alone…
“Luna,” She said quietly. “I don’t like this place…I don’t like it at all.”
A distance laugh was heard, and Psycho jumped. She slowly narrowed her eyes.
“Pull yourself together, Psycho,”
Psycho moved towards the laugh. A shadow jumped out, and Psycho yelled.
“Luna! Send me a battle chip!”
Luna’s reaction was quick. “Okay! Fire Sword! Battle chip in! Download!”
Instantly a Fire Sword grew into Psycho’s left arm, and she went to attack. The Navi Laugh again.
“Silly girl…” The unknown Navi said in a cold voice. He picked up his hand, and send Psycho backwards, having her attack herself.
“Psycho!” Screamed Luna. Psycho looked at her coldly and weakly she said, “He in the Principal’s room…the Operator…”
Luna frowned and jack-out Psycho. “You need to heal…”
Running, Luna ran to the Principal’s room.
"Whoever is doing this..."

[Cysma]

Fokoh smirked at Cysma's request. "Of course I do! Boomerang, Battle Chip in! Download!"
In the cyberworld, a large cutting blade flew out from behind Cysma. JunkMan was able to notice the incoming projectile, and lept forward, but not fast enough to avoid having the boomerang scrape across his back.

"Hmph, clever operator you have!" JunkMan remarked, replying with a JunkShot. Cysma tried to sidestep the attack, and got the shot splatted on his shoulder, causing him to lose balance.
"Not too bad yourself." Cysma tried to keep his cool with a smirk.
"Let's crush this hunk of junk!" Fokoh yelled. "I got this one from an aquaintance of mine...KingMan, Navi Chip in! Download!" A large king (as in the chess piece) with a robe, beard, and eyes suddenly materialized in the Cyberworld above JunkMan, falling right onto him. Cysma's adversary simply just stood there as KingMan dissapeared as quickly as he came when he was supposed to impact JunkMan.

"WHAT!? It didn't work!" Fokoh exclaimed. JunkMan just laughed at this.
"Fool, KingMan can't land on his enemy directly!" Cysma growled bitterly, looking back to his operator.
"I have an idea that will turn that Navi into his namesake! Just give me time." Fokoh said cooly. "In the meantime, keep him busy with this! ElecSword, Battle Chip in! Download!"
Fokoh watched the electrically-charged blade appear in Cysma's right hand, then began fishing through his chip folder for three Cannon Battle Chips with the codes A, B, and C...

[ZIPPYDIPPY19]

Cysma leapt forward to attack, the electric blade sizzling with power. Junkman was already preparing a defense though, his operator obviously looking for a chip frantically. As Domino watched the armor clad navi lunge forward to strike though, his hand lifted up, his mind instantly hacking into the undernet servers mainframe for chip data.

"ROCKCUBE" Domino shouted, both navis eyes instantly diverting to the side in time to see a brief flash of some dark navi, his white eyes alight with mischief. And they couldnt help noticing the crazy, yet dampened, laughter as Cysma crashed straight into the hard rockcubes stone side, the lightning sword unable to break through in a single strike. Domino's invisibility had worn off with the use of that battlechip, and instantly both Navis were turned and wary of this new opponent. Even as they watched, busters at the ready, Domino had already activated a Wrecker chip, and a cannon ball flew from his outstretched palm. It landed where Junkman had been moments before, but the attack had been so rushed there had been no way of a solid blow, so it merely crashed into the ground to reveal a gaping hole, Junkman having leapt back easily. Both navis were confused now, for they had been battling each other moments before, but this newfound foe seemed to be challenging them both, a crazy smile decorating his shadowy features. A quiet voice spoke, his words no more than a harsh whisper.

"The names Domino, how do ya do"
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OoC: Is it Ok to "gain" an operator Cysma? Because I hadnt counted on the battlechip thing being a problem. But the operator I'll make will coincide with the rules and he'll be a freelance hacker to go along with Domino's whole outlook. Just checking though, because without one I'm going to either have to use battlechips from some memory bank or have a set list of moves much like a boss in the MMBN games would have.

[ July 20, 2004, 11:19 PM: Message edited by: Zippy ]

[Super N]

"Stay out of this!" yelled JunkMan.
"Battlefield,Battlechip in!Download!"Jerred put in a rare battlechip,and watched...
The surrounding area turned into an arena of light,that Domino couldn't interfere in until the battle was over...or at least until Domino could do 200 damage or more in a single move.
"Alright...time to test this baby out...Junk Rain!Battlechip in,Download!"Jerred put in his custom chip,not expecting the incredible power that would come of it...
A blinding light shot out of both Fohkoh's and Jerred's PETs.Suddenly,flaming peices of junk fell from the sky.Some were just decoys,some missed,but finally one hit Cysma.
"Ow..." thought the silent NetNavi,refusing to show his pain.He squezzed out from under the junk.Out loud,he said,"Not bad.But watch this!"
...
"Fohkoh,that's your cue!!" whispered the netnavi.
"Hang on!" yelled Fohkoh."I'm trying to decide what kind of battlechip to use...

"Wood Sword!Battlechip in,download!" yelled Domino.He then watched as the sword glanced off the prism of light,doing nothing."What in the world could break this shield?!" he screamed in his head.He turned around to think,and saw a Normal NetNavi in a policeman suit."H-h-h-help..." whispered the Navi.Domino saw he was in bad shape.His leg was cut off,stuck in some kind of goo.His head was partially sliced in half,vertically,and his costume was torn and tattered.
Domino's evil side,the side that always enjoyed a battle,conflicted with his holy side,who took pity on the Navi.Finally,he rushed over to the Navi."You need medical attention," he said,picking the Navi up by the arm,then disappearing into the net.

"Blaster,Battlechip in!Download!" yelled Fohkoh,currently unable to find his CannonB chip.
JunkMan was caught by surprise,but quickly retaliated with...
"Big Missle,battlechip in!Download!"
JunkMan's right hand turned into a humongus missle,then fired at Cysma...

[Godot]

Luna kicked open the door, and a man wearing a mysterious helmet of a cage and a cloak was sitting in the Principal’s desk.
“Ah, Miss Beistle…How good it is to finally meet you,” He said with a sweet voice. Luna tilted her head and walked up to the man.
“Who…who are you? And what do you want with me?”
“Never mind about my identify. It’s not important right now. You see, I fore-looked into your future, and let me say I am mildly surprise but can comprehend with such a very well manner young teenager.” The man picked up a letter opener, and touched her fingertips on the sharpen point, and closely exams it. Luna looked at her Navi, who calmly whispered.
“What a mad nut,”
“I should know. You being a very strong girl at will, I would like to challenge you again later. Not right now as it would seem, for your Navi has been challenged by Hellman, and seems to be lucky not to be deleted. But I must also warn you,” He said again with a more emotion that melts though your spine like poisoned honey, thrusting the letter opener in the desk, causing a huge crack to form. “You better watch your back also. Even though you may be safe and tucked in your bed at night… you are not alone. Farewell.” And with a flick of his wrist, a wasp of smoke forms and he disappear into thin air. Psycho looked around the room though her PET and then said quietly and clearly:
“…What in the hell just happened?”
Luna’s hand moves towards the letter opener, removes it, and sets it in her backpack. “I don’t know, but whatever happened, I don’t want to stick around to have it happen again. Let’s go heal you up, and hit the town for some net battling.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Said Psycho. “But doesn’t it seem like a waste that you spend two nights working on studying the test?”
Luna exits the room, and ran as fast as she could out of the building. “Tests can wait. However, time can’t. And we are wasting time. Let’s go.”
“All right, Luna,” Said the Navi, and they left to go home.

[ZIPPYDIPPY19]

Domino lugged through cyberspace, his luggage the dismembered Navi he had found in the bank servers. Never before had he seen such mutilation done to one single program, and his better side could only feel sorry for it. And thus he found himself at the hospital servers, several programs busily jetisoning around, some working surgery equipment and others syphoning through data. Domino's footsteps were silent as he made his way in, his eyes warily darting about. Within his mind he did not know why he was so worried, after all he was on a humanitarian mission, and if anything he should be rewarded, but as soon as one of the programs caught sight of his dark appearance, alarms began blaring.

And just as it had dissapeared, his dark side was in full bloom, the crazily wicked smile adorning his face and his staff sprang into existence. He dropped the navi by a wall and watched as several programs ushered towards the navi with recovery chips. But Domino was already bounding out of the room, two springs enough to get him to the door. By then Official Navis were on the scene, and several notorious ones were visible among them. Never one to gamble his life, Domino quickly opened a cyber route to the undernet. As he passed through it closed tight behind him, his trail safe, for now.

He arrived in the midst of one of the Undernets multiple levels, its dank and dark corridors invtiing to one such as he. He had intentionally not aimed for the undersquare, for he had a little anger to take out for being so shunned off by the strange Junkman navi. Eventually, he found his prey, three Swordy's. They all rushed him at once, swords drawn and ready to impale him, but they never got close. An acrobatic leap over their heads left Domino in a very beneficial position, and one by one they fell to his staff's blunt end as it went through the bodies, their data dissipitating around its shaft.

Several tedial battles later, he found himself in the familiar undersquare, his eyes already darting over towards the BBS yet again. Even from that distance, he could see a new message, which was not a good thing, though not neccesarily bad. Ambling over there with a certain swagger in his step, Domino read a post about how a certain black and white navi was being hunted by the officials for his supposed deleting of a guard program at the bank. Internally, he could only guess at how they would be surprised when their investigation led them straight into the two other navi's intense fire fight. The thought made him laugh, for the officials had been growing weaker of late, and those two navis weren't to be taken lightly, so they would certainly be in quite a situation.

Another BBS alert lit up though, and this time it was blatantly addressed to Domino.

????????
DOMINO, Meet me in the undernets deepest bowels, I'd like a word.

He could only guess who wanted his head now, and it was all he could do to contain the insane happiness boiling inside him that his anger would be unleashed.

[ July 22, 2004, 12:16 PM: Message edited by: Zippy ]

[Cysma]

Cysma watched in horror as the enourmous missile from JunkMan shot towards him. Too stunned to move, he stood there on the spot, trying to brace himself.
"I've got it!" Fokoh exclaimed at last. "Cannons B and C, Battle Chips in! Download!"
Another cannon formed on Cysma's other arm, then the two began glowing with light at the entry of a third as he held his arms together...just before the missile struck.
JunkMan squinted a bit at the huge explosion, covering all of Cysma's ground. But when the smoke cleared up, his enemy wasn't there, but his voice was.
"Program Advance, Zeta Cannon!" Were Cysma's words, just as a trio of shots blasted out from what seemed like nowhere, coming at JunkMan one after another. He tried to dodge the barrage, but seemingly with little success as the invisible Cysma was quick on his feet.
The armored Navi finally became visible again as the PA wore off. "Give it up, piece of junk! Jack out if you don't wanna be deleted!"

[Super N]

The battlefield was covered in smoke,and the prism of light was weakened in several places.
"That was almost too easy..." Cysma said.
"I know it,"his operator replied.
Cysma stood,watching the black smoke billow over the battlefield.
Suddenly a voice shouted from within the black smoke,"You missed!"
Then the smoke cleared,revealing a giant wall of sand."Well,technically,you didn't miss," continued JunkMan,"but I think you know what I mean."
The sand reformed itself into a tornado and headed slowly,but surely,toward Cysma.
Cysma was stunned for a moment that his PM had failed.Then he snapped back into reality and,despite his heavy armor,leapt away at the last second.
"UsedSword,Battlechip in!Download!" yelled Jerred,downloading the chip into his PET.
"Well,it's no program advance," said Fohkoh,looking down at his next chip,"but I think it should suffice.Heatshot,battlechip in!Download!"
JunkMan stopped in his tracks as he saw his opponent raise his arm and fire out a blast of pure fire.
"Oh,crud..." he said.
WHAM!
(The above sound was of JunkMan colliding with the prism of light.)