[ RPG ] Battle Network!! *EDITED RULES*

[DragonMasterX]

OOC: Lol, actually, I'll take back my words and thank you. This will give members a wider variety to choose now. Anyways... now, we can start. As we are three. Everyone, including myself: REMEMBER ABOUT POST FLOODING.

IC:

It was the morning that day, the day where it would start, the uprise of the new tactical Net Criminal secret cult known as the NMA (Net Mafia Association). Their leader, shrouded in mystery, deployed his main officers to occupy Comps in Shimitaru Town, the place next to Wanabe (no pun intended) City.

The sun rised above the sky and it iluminated a certain apartment, of this boy with long white hair. As soon as the bright sunlight touched his face, he quickly grabbed his pillow and sunk it on his face. "Oh, maaaan..."

A beep was heard from the PET in the table next to the boy's bed, a robotic like childy voice came out of it. "Come on, Mar! Wake up already!"

"Not now PyroMan..." Mar complained, grunting as he turned, his upper part of his body wasn't covered.

"Three minutes to school!" the Navi yelled from his case.

"Shit." the human cursed, getting out from his bed. "Damn, I'm hungry!"

"You'll eat at school. Come on or you'll be late for your first day of school again for the third time." said PyroMan with a stern voice.

Mar frowned. "You don't need to remind me."

The Navi laughed a bit. Mar ran to his wardrobe and quickly put on his normal every-day clothes: A black shirt and a gray jacket, waist down he was just wearing dark pants and white snickers.

"Hurry up, Mar!" PyroMan said.

"You got it." Mar grabbed his red and orange PET, then put it on his right arm, immediatly a black band tied the device around the boy's arm.

Mar grabbed his back pack and ran to the door, but just as he was about to leave.

"You've got Mail, Mar!" PyroMan pipped up, along with three beeps coming out of the PET.

"Ack!" Mar fell on the ground before he could react. "What tha?"

"Want me to open it?" asked PyroMan.

"Uhh... don't worry, I'll do it." and by pressing some buttons, the said Mail was shown in the PET's screen.

"Let's see... it says: 'Daily Net News: Recently, many machines and computers have been malfunctioning. Viruses are starting to get to stronger versions quickly. If you don't perform regular virus scans.. blah blah blah.'" Mar didn't read what was left of the Mail.

"Tell me why do you subscribe to the news letter if you don't read it?" PyroMan questioned.

"Blame mom." Mar retorted.

"By the way,"

"What?"

"You have one minute."

"DAMNIT!" Mar yelled as he grabbed his things and stormed out his apartment, heading running ahead to SunRay school.