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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>The Year is 20XX… Dark Chips have begun to spread around the world, and this time it’ll take more than one 12 year old and his netnavi to save it!</description><title>Rockman.EXE RPG: Soul Fire</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @rockman-exerpg)</generator><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>And now for the darker side of things...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It looks like both WWW and Nebula have some plans brewing, as the former has a new Net Op in their ranks, and the latter&amp;#8230;. well, you&amp;#8217;ll see.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://danandtoxicman.tumblr.com/"&gt;Dante&lt;/a&gt; and ToxicMan.EXE (played by Lammy) are certainly bringing chemistry to WWW. What nefarious plans will Wily have these two bring to fruition?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Female Navis should be careful wandering the net alone, because recently there have been a string of data&amp;#8230; consumption? Wow, that sounds almost vampiric! Evidence points to the solo Darkloid &lt;a href="http://shademanexe.tumblr.com/"&gt;Shademan.EXE&lt;/a&gt; (played by Anna). He claims to be the King of the Darkloids, but I&amp;#8217;m sure Laserman will want to contest that&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Welcome, both of you!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/23003161789</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/23003161789</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 19:25:34 -0400</pubDate><category>new characters</category></item><item><title>Hey Everyone!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So real life had punched me there in the face a bit but then Baryl&amp;#8217;s biceps reminded me to come back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we have some new members!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimiandthehatter.tumblr.com/"&gt;Kimi&lt;/a&gt; and Chapelierman.EXE (played by Kaida) might be a little melodramatic, but their love of theatrics and poetry set them a cut above the rest of those Wonderland folk.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://aceonhikaru.tumblr.com/"&gt;Aceon&lt;/a&gt; and Wingman.EXE (played by Wingman.EXE) long to prove themselves to be the greatest heroes of all time! With all this trouble brewing, it looks like they&amp;#8217;ll have great opportunity to do so&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wingman also asked a great question:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Alright, so I know that this takes place between BNs 3 and 4, and in-between games, they change from the Plug-In PET (in BN 3 and first season or so of NT Warrior) to the Advance PET (BN 4, and NT Warrior Axess). So, which one are we going to be using? I know that there isn’t much of a difference functionality wise, except that the anime said that they used wireless to Jack-In, but this isn’t actually touched upon in the games, so who knows. Anyway, yea, I was just wondering so that I could have a bit better idea of Aceon’s Jack-In motion.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m going to go ahead and say that most people will be using the Advance PET because I think they&amp;#8217;re cool (I even have a toy one, hee hee) but some kids and adults might still use Plug-In PETs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Another post with some new characters are coming up, so if you don&amp;#8217;t see your character up here it&amp;#8217;s because I need to get to my other blog right quick and get the info.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ciao!&lt;br/&gt;-roboflamingo&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/23002585128</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/23002585128</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 19:16:34 -0400</pubDate><category>new characters</category></item><item><title>Arrival</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mod Note: Yes, you saw part of this before. This is our intro. You are now free to be hunted by Nebula. WWW folks are welcome to go out and troll Nebula.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- more --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Space.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Void; a ripple in the greater realm there was no words to describ&amp;#8212; not in human terms - and the closest they has was &amp;#8216;I am&amp;#8217;, as if a greater being was the fabric between all that was and was not, and perhaps there was. All he knew waqs his moment of spark, life, the point his existance had meaning beyond zeros and ones, the moment he was -concious-&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;From earth it was a brilliant ripple of rainbow colour in space that should be a clue, but yet none was taken&amp;#8212; such plumes were of the solar winds, why feel differently? But it was when the Great Stone entered into range that He knew the small creatures&amp;#8217; eyes were upon him. Watching. Fearing.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;His trajectory was off&amp;#8212; for now&amp;#8212; to resume his journey, but data transcended his asteroid&amp;#8217;s speed, and he slipped, unseen, to investigate, leaping probes and satellites to grow close to these organic beings of Another Plane, another&amp;#8230; Part of the great pattern of life, and he felt, seeking, judging. There were billions&amp;#8212; judging each individually would be so long a process, he needed allies&amp;#8230; He swoon found a suitable first ally and a small, angry data-creature, and decided perhaps they may be of use as extra eyes and ears, and he poised in hiding, waiting to strike.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There was no mistaking how unusual this satellite was. His feet moved, tiktaktiktak across cold grey floors. Metal, computers, stone&amp;#8230; All only topical, the internal a forbidden trove of knowledge he wanted. The net in it&amp;#8217;s grey, cold, prone state was ripe for sewing his seed of Darkness, but this&amp;#8230; Was it a foe? Or Friend?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I wonder how many wishes are being made right now?&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A tall man stood on the roof of an apartment building, his eyes focused on the streak blazing across the night sky. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Baryl?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;The colonel looked down at his PET, and the Navi giving him a quizzical stare. Colonel.EXE always had his thoughts focused on business. For the most part that was perfect for Baryl, who hardly ever slept due to his work, but he was only human. Colonel couldn&amp;#8217;t comprehend why Baryl would suddenly move his work to a laptop and bring it to the building roof. Even more curious was the antique phonogram that cooed out an ancient jazz record, but Colonel.EXE has grown used to that over the years. It was just one of Baryl&amp;#8217;s many quirks. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;There&amp;#8217;s been no contact from him,&amp;#8221; continued the Navi. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Remember who we&amp;#8217;re dealing with, Colonel,&amp;#8221; replied Baryl. &amp;#8220;It is normal for him to fall off even our radars for awhile. I do believe, however, that Nebula will become enough of a problem for him to request our assistance.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re giving their leader that much credit?&amp;#8221; asked Colonel, a look of scrutiny crossing his face. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Baryl replied with a chuckle. &amp;#8220;It seems far-fetched&amp;#8230; but if it&amp;#8217;s who we suspect, we can&amp;#8217;t take any chances. But for right now, just enjoy the sky.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes, Baryl.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Homework. Dammit, Kaida hated homework. ESPECIALLY math. But&amp;#8230;it needed done, and she was going to do it HERSELF. Not with help from Copy or Matt. She intended to get a passing grade in math on her own, to prove to herself she could do it. Even if it meant staying up working on her homework to do so. The disadvantage to this&amp;#8230;was her frustration and tiredness. Goddamn she was tired. She&amp;#8217;d had a long day, and wanted nothing more than to curl up in bed and fall asleep. But the assignment in front of her was due the next day, and she did not want to rush-eat lunch again just so she could finish homework.&lt;br/&gt;        &lt;br/&gt;The blonde let out a noise of frustration and crossed her arms on her desk, burying her face in them. &amp;#8220;Dammit. Why can&amp;#8217;t math make more sense?&amp;#8221; She sighed and sat back up fully. Maybe a short break would do her good! Get her mind off the numbers trying to swim around painfully in her head. &amp;#8220;Hey Copy, wanna go outside?&amp;#8221; She didn&amp;#8217;t care if it was just her picking up the PET and taking it out with her&amp;#8230;she still liked asking him. After all, he was a person, too, in her mind.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The skull-headed cane felt cool as the doctor slowly passed it from one hand to the next. He looked at the data scrolling up the computer screen with a weary gaze before finally letting out a sigh. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;You idiot&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; he muttered. &amp;#8220;You blasted, blasted fool. Why couldn&amp;#8217;t you have inherited some of your mother&amp;#8217;s sensibility?&amp;#8221; Wily turned the screen off with a jab of his cane before standing up and walking to one of the large windows that overlooked the sea. The asteroid streaked across the sky, and the scientist couldn&amp;#8217;t help but wonder how many people were watching it at the same time as him. Was Baryl? No, that boy was probably busy thinking of ways to prevent Nebula from gaining strength. Wily knew he could always count on Baryl. He had always been such a well-behaved child.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Then there was his biological son. Wily&amp;#8217;s nostalgic smile dissapated almost instantly when he was reminded of the sullen child. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Regal&amp;#8230; what am I going to do with you?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Copy settled to watch his net operator silently, the white and gold partial albino settling comfortably in his PET. He liked her, his op&amp;#8212; she was warm and safe, and he wasn&amp;#8217;t going to be deleted. His helmet, with it&amp;#8217;s little bits of colour, changed colours from faded blue to green, to violet to crystal blue to red and to the normal sky blue slowly like a light show, gold on white armour glinting as Kaida worked. When she stopped, he looked up.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I suppose, but what about your homework?&amp;#8221; He fret calmly.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;There was a breif surge on the server&amp;#8212; negligible&amp;#8212; and something swept past the duo breifly, a feeling. They were being watched.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Kaida smiled slightly. &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s just a short break. To keep my brain from overloading on numbers.&amp;#8221; She made a face. &amp;#8220;Math, ble-&amp;#8221; And then the something swept past them, startling her. Eh? Had someone forgotten to close a door and a stray had gotten in? &amp;#8220;Looks like outside might have to wait.&amp;#8221; And she went looking for a broom or something. Just in case it was not-so-nice. She didn&amp;#8217;t feel like a cat scratch. Or dog bite. Or something like that. Those HURT. Though&amp;#8230;the feeling of being watched made her a bit more on edge.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Copy tensed, moving before a white, giant Navi seized the screens in the house&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Code flicked a yoyo in and out of her hand, watching photos from space on her laptop when she spotted the Asteroid, blinking.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Make a wish.&amp;#8221; The female voice in her PET startled her, and she looked to her Net Navi.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Hmmm?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Make a wish, Code-sama. Isn&amp;#8217;t that what you do with shooting stars? Maybe it would hear&amp;#8230;..&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Doubt it.&amp;#8221; The teen laughed dryly. &amp;#8220;Stars can&amp;#8217;t bring back the dead.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A white convertable was parked near the Yoka zoo, the radio drowning out the quiet mull of gorillas and flamingos. The top was down, and the seat was leaned back so its owner could have a better look at the asteroid.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I wish I may, I wish I might&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; the woman closed her eyes and was silent for a minute before she suddenly sat up, giggling. &amp;#8220;What a stupid wish! No&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m not going to waste a wish like that on a shooting star that gorgeous. I&amp;#8217;m going to wish for something practical.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Rosalie pat the briefcase laying in the seat next to her. &amp;#8220;I wish that I sell all of these chips, make a lot of money, and buy a penthouse on the beach. Yeah, that&amp;#8217;s a better wish. You hear me, star? Make my wish come true, okay?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Code walked outside, looking at the star again before realizing there was whispering from her PET, and facepalmed, looking to her.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;What are you wishing for, Nova?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;.Love?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Code groaned, facepalming again.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Oi.&amp;#8221; And she moved to investigate a pulse her laptop detected sweeping by towards the suburbs.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Nova, E-mail Dad and tell him I&amp;#8217;ll eat out tonight and there&amp;#8217;s lieftovers in the fridge.&amp;#8221; And the black haired girl moved, rapidly.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;An e-mail has arrived from Code,&amp;#8221; said Colonel. &amp;#8220;She will be eating out tonight. Leftovers are in the refridgerator.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m not really in the mood for lasagna,&amp;#8221; said Baryl. &amp;#8220;Cup noodles?&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Colonel sighed.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I need to eat something quick,&amp;#8221; continued Baryl. &amp;#8220;In case he contacts us.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey there, ACDC Town. This is just a little interruption in your net-radio broadcast. I hope you&amp;#8217;re looking at the sky tonight, because there is the most gorgeous shooting star out there.&amp;#8221; Rosalie spoke into her PET, her voice low and cool. &amp;#8220;Have you made a wish yet? What did you wish for? Maybe to be noticed by someone? I think we all have that certain someone out there, someone we&amp;#8217;d do anything for. Maybe some of you are watching the stars with them right now. You should make a promise to them, to always remember this night&amp;#8230; and seal the deal by stopping by the ACDC Square BBS. There&amp;#8217;s information there on a rare-colored asteroid chip commemorating this beautiful night sky. I hope to talk to you soon, lovebirds.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;The deal was made. The crest he left was discreet and well hidden on both, but he was pleased. The human girl was rather good natured, if nothing else, although he had misgivings about the net navi. Still, he could withdraw to find others for the night if needed.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Nova squealed at the radio, enjoying the soothing feminine voice.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Code! Can we go?! Can we?!&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Code sighed, rubbing a temple at her net navi.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;We have business. There&amp;#8217;s something on the net&amp;#8212;there!&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;The pulse swept again like a ripple, or a heartbeat. Subtle&amp;#8230; But there.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;That signal! TRACK IT!&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Nova sighed, but moved. Her net op&amp;#8230; Really needed to lighten up.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Kaida&amp;#8230;was more than a little &amp;#8216;whatthefuck&amp;#8217;. And&amp;#8230;well, just generally not entirely sure WHAT had just happened. And was wondering what the hell she&amp;#8217;d just gotten herself into. Her parents would be pissed if they knew, she was sure of it. &amp;#8220;Copy&amp;#8230;I think we just stepped into something that goes above our heads.&amp;#8221; Dammit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Wily turned off the radio and scowled. They were starting small, it seemed, at that little town where the Hikaris lived. Everything seemed to start around that damned boy and his family. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Tadashi&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Wily shook his head. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Rosalie turned off the radio signal and looked down at her PET. Now she just had to wait for a victim. Rosalie hated waiting almost as much as isolation. She wondered if the other agents were having any luck yet. Most of them just chose to lurk in corners and to wait. No, that wasn&amp;#8217;t flashy enough for this girl. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Her finger hovered over the &amp;#8216;CALL&amp;#8217; button, but what would she say to any of them? &amp;#8220;Amazing sky, isn&amp;#8217;t it?&amp;#8221; How ridiculous. So, she sat her PET aside.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Copy frowned.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I think we made a pact with either an angel or a demon, I&amp;#8217;m not sure.&amp;#8221; Copy got up, touching his screen. &amp;#8220;Either way, you&amp;#8217;ll be protected, Kaida. I promise.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Code walked, following the pulse when it moved again as a ripple on water, ruffling through delicately, feeling out the net. And Nova moved at top form, light footprints marking her previous step before fading. Breifly, Code forgot her job, enjoying the run, before finding the source&amp;#8212; at least, lomnger than a second, stopping before the junkyard.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s going on here, now&amp;#8230;?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Kaida smiled, nodding. &amp;#8220;I know. So long as I&amp;#8217;ve got you, I&amp;#8217;m safe.&amp;#8221; One way or another. If nothing else, Kaida knew Copy could send for help if she was in trouble, if the problem wasn&amp;#8217;t net-related. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m thinking&amp;#8230;outside is definitely looking like a good idea. Because there&amp;#8217;s no way I&amp;#8217;m getting my homework finished now.&amp;#8221; She sighed and moved to retrieve what she&amp;#8217;d need for a walk. Looked like the next afternoon was going to be another rush-eat of lunch to have time to finish things up.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Baryl.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Baryl looked up from the half-devoured cup of instant ramen and pulled his PET over. &amp;#8220;Colonel.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;There&amp;#8217;s a strange blip on the internet. Do you wish for me to pursue it?&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Baryl nodded. &amp;#8220;It could be Nebula. Go after it immediately.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Sir!&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Baryl calmly used his chopsticks to scoop out the rest of his noodles and stuff them in his mouth. His eating manners were atrocious, but it wasn&amp;#8217;t like there was anyone around to watch him. His room screamed &amp;#8220;bachelor pad&amp;#8221;. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;INCOMING E-MAIL.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Rosalie&amp;#8217;s eyes lit up and she hastily moved her fingers from the &amp;#8216;call&amp;#8217; button over to the e-mail menu. It was a notification of multiple replies to the BBS. Hopefully one of them would be interested.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Time to get to work, Rosalie&amp;#8230; wishing can come later.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Code entered the junkyard slowly, picking a pipe up as she prowled, catlike, an image reflected in her online net navi as they scoured the area.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Another pulse&amp;#8230; A heart beat, perhaps, or perhaps power as something moved through the place, so close to the navi graveyard. A great, glowing something that twisted as it moved, ethereal. Beautiful.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Dangerous&amp;#8212; too. Nova didn&amp;#8217;t doubt that. Code frowned, lifting her PET.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Anything?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah. A big program. I&amp;#8217;m not sure how to engage.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Observe it. The lights out here are going nutty. I think he&amp;#8217;s overstressing the systems.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Understood, Code-sama.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Copy sighed, making sure Kaida was prepared. Things felt odd&amp;#8230;. So, so very odd.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Once Kaida had everything in her parkour backpack (mace included; it was evening and she might have gotten a little paranoid after-dark after her more recent ex), she picked up her PET and slipped her sneakers on as she went out. She didn&amp;#8217;t have a set destination in mind&amp;#8230;just walking or running until she was tired, then taking a break and heading home. It would be long enough to get her mind and gut to calm down.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;While Baryl remained physically in his apartment, Colonel scoured the net for the source of that strange signal. It took him very little time to pinpoint the source.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;The Graveyard?&amp;#8221; asked Colonel.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;No, but it&amp;#8217;s nearby,&amp;#8221; said Baryl. &amp;#8220;Be on your guard.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Code haunched low as her Navi moved, slipping for the navi before her eyes flicked. They weren&amp;#8217;t alone. Spying Colonel made her wary, and she frowned, shifting. Oh, not good. They might get in trouble if sighted.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Copy leaned in his PET, watching Kaida before seeing a figure just inside the junkyard, and began growling. Now what? And near the big white thing too!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Colonel continued to run ahead, closer to the source of the strange energy.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Baryl, there&amp;#8217;s no mistake. This is the source.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Colonel, investigate the area at once.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Colonel turned, looking for any clue that might lead to the discovery of this strange presence. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Who are you? Show yourself!&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Kaida had been quite happy minding her own business, just&amp;#8230;wandering about the area, occasionally running (Copy&amp;#8217;s PET going in her backpack when she did so), but mostly walking. And she had been walking when Copy growled. &amp;#8220;You okay?&amp;#8221; Or was it just him being annoyed at an email again? His temper wasn&amp;#8217;t exactly the greatest. She was hoping it was just an email, because&amp;#8230;really? In front of the junkyard? That place was CREEPY-looking at night.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—-&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;Someone&amp;#8217;s in there.&amp;#8221; Copy growled.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;Nova jumped hearing Colonel again, before the Someone moved, eying everyone, and scowled.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;My name&amp;#8230; Is Duo.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/22106606131</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/22106606131</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 00:38:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Space</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Void; a ripple in the greater realm there was no words to describe&amp;#8212; not in human terms - and the closest they has was &amp;#8216;I am&amp;#8217;, as if a greater being was the fabric between all that was and was not, and perhaps there was. All he knew was his moment of spark, life, the point his existence had meaning beyond zeros and ones, the moment he was -conscious-&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    From earth it was a brilliant ripple of rainbow colour in space that should be a clue, but yet none was taken&amp;#8212; such plumes were of the solar winds, why feel differently? But it was when the Great Stone entered into range that He knew the small creatures&amp;#8217; eyes were upon him. Watching. Fearing.&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    His trajectory was off&amp;#8212; for now&amp;#8212; to resume his journey, but data transcended his asteroid&amp;#8217;s speed, and he slipped, unseen, to investigate, leaping probes and satellites to grow close to these organic beings of Another Plane, another&amp;#8230; Part of the great pattern of life, and he felt, seeking, judging. There were billions&amp;#8212; judging each individually would be so long a process, he needed allies&amp;#8230; He soon found a suitable first ally and a small, angry data-creature, and decided perhaps they may be of use as extra eyes and ears, and he poised in hiding, waiting to strike.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8212;-&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    There was no mistaking how unusual this satellite was. His feet moved, tiktaktiktak across cold grey floors. Metal, computers, stone&amp;#8230; All only topical, the internal a forbidden trove of knowledge he wanted. The net in it&amp;#8217;s grey, cold, prone state was ripe for sewing his seed of Darkness, but this&amp;#8230; Was it a foe? Or Friend?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8212;-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;    &amp;#8220;I wonder how many wishes are being made right now?&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    A tall man stood on the roof of an apartment building, his eyes focused on the streak blazing across the night sky. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    &amp;#8221;Baryl?&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    The colonel looked down at his PET, and the Navi giving him a quizzical stare. Colonel.EXE always had his thoughts focused on business. For the most part that was perfect for Baryl, who hardly ever slept due to his work, but he was only human. Colonel couldn&amp;#8217;t comprehend why Baryl would suddenly move his work to a laptop and bring it to the building roof. Even more curious was the antique phonogram that cooed out an ancient jazz record, but Colonel.EXE has grown used to that over the years. It was just one of Baryl&amp;#8217;s many quirks. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    &amp;#8221;There&amp;#8217;s been no contact from him,&amp;#8221; continued the Navi. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    &amp;#8221;Remember who we&amp;#8217;re dealing with, Colonel,&amp;#8221; replied Baryl. &amp;#8220;It is normal for him to fall off even our radars for awhile. I do believe, however, that Nebula will become enough of a problem for him to request our assistance.&amp;#8221; &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    &amp;#8221;You&amp;#8217;re giving their leader that much credit?&amp;#8221; asked Colonel, a look of scrutiny crossing his face. &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    Baryl replied with a chuckle. &amp;#8220;It seems far-fetched&amp;#8230; but if it&amp;#8217;s who we suspect, we can&amp;#8217;t take any chances. But for right now, just enjoy the sky.&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;    &lt;br/&gt;    &amp;#8221;Yes, Baryl.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21865115556</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21865115556</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 16:32:46 -0400</pubDate><category>duo.exe</category><category>dr. regal</category><category>baryl</category><category>colonel.exe</category></item><item><title>Shademan is now reserved!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m32h4aauXA1roo862.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wait, no, that&amp;#8217;s not appropriate&amp;#8212;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m32hanzog31roo862.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;MUCH BETTER&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21829969229</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21829969229</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 23:21:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Another Goodguy...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Aceon Hikaru and his Navi, WingMan.EXE have shown up. Two goodguys&amp;#8230; but will it be enough to stop the might of WWW?!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21817106698</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21817106698</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 20:32:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Is your chip folder boring? Need a little boost? Check out the Battle BBS at ACDC Square for important information! -- ANONYMOUS</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things are starting to happen…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21806847833</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21806847833</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 18:18:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Welcome to Our First Player!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaidapoi.tumblr.com/"&gt;Kai&lt;/a&gt; will be playing as Net-Op &lt;a href="http://kaidaandcopy.tumblr.com/"&gt;Kaida Courcel&lt;/a&gt;! She&amp;#8217;s an average girl who enjoys tea shops and enjoying the fresh air. I wonder when her Navi, Copy.EXE (not to be mistaken by Copyman.EXE from MMBN3), will show up?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21806142212</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21806142212</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 18:09:14 -0400</pubDate><category>new player</category></item><item><title>oh right among other questions, is there a particular preferred canon going on (out of game/anime/manga) or is it just gonna be a "one is picked as necessary when it comes up" thing?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;For simplicity’s sake, we’re going to start out following the game’s canon. &lt;br/&gt;However, as things pick up we might put in awesome things from the anime/manga. It’s going to be whatever’s most convenient. So, yes… Shun controlled Lord Gospel, Rockman is Saito, Regal is Wily’s birth son, etc etc&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Please ask any more questions that you might have!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-roboflamingo&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21805535556</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21805535556</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 18:01:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Nova again, got to the followbacks. Robo and I plan to start off a thread soon for everyone.

GET...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Nova again, got to the followbacks. Robo and I plan to start off a thread soon for everyone.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;GET THOSE APPS IN! It&amp;#8217;s in the Summary and joinin&amp;#8217;!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- Nova is a derpy Stardroid&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21790644196</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21790644196</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 13:45:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ask Box for questions and the Submissions box for Apps not hurled at Nova or Robo directly now open...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Ask Box for questions and the Submissions box for Apps not hurled at Nova or Robo directly now open in case anyone feels better sending them in here. ;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Please note when asking something of an NPC - Wily, Regal, Duo, or Sungod, that you need to address them.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Else they might pass ir around in russian roulette for lulz. ;) Unless noted asks are handled publicly for RP&amp;#8217;s sake so don&amp;#8217;t hesitate to ask anything!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- Nova the Dancing Stardroid&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21790333262</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21790333262</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 13:38:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The year is 20XX….</title><description>&lt;p&gt;WWW and, by extent, Forte and Proto were defeated and cast into the recesses of the Undernet and the real world. Finally there was peace, or so the world thought, thanks to Rockman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then, darkness began to pour into the net through Dark Chips: distributed by the netnavis known as Darkloids, corrupting and addicting any navi and operator foolish enough to handle them. As if exacerbating problems, an asteroid is on course for passing Earth, but probes and satellites report mass amounts of metal and data, and nine strange netnavis have appeared….&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As if the compounded Dark Chip crisis and Space Navi emergency aren’t bad enough, there also begs the resurgence of WWW and the declaration of war on Nebula, and even stranger are whispers of a deeper threat, the dark god Sungod….&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hands are being dealt and lines are being drawn as a war prepares to engulf the entire planet, and Den City is the stage as new and old faces emerge to fight!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The year is 20XX…. But will humanity last much longer?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21690925395</link><guid>http://rockman-exerpg.tumblr.com/post/21690925395</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 22:07:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Rockman.EXE: Soul Fire is Open!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Please feel free to look around and submit character applications. If you have any questions, don&amp;#8217;t hesitate to message either &lt;a href="http://roboflamingo.tumblr.com"&gt;roboflamingo&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://novastrike.tumblr.com"&gt;novastrike&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please, we love questions. We love RP. We love Rockman!&lt;/p&gt;
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