GENERIC...

Everyone knew that good navis were special. That is what set them apart from generic navigators, such as the Alpha I. What good was a once special navi?

Outcast from society, a wandering heap of AI wielding data slipped in and out of reality. People who saw him knew not whether he was real or but a figment of their imagination. They could not remember what was not 'special'. Thus, he wandered on.

In the beginning, navis were rare. Only the 'nerds' were interested in them. Those who couldn't be active, or didn't choose to, possessed them. The 'jocks', or outdoor savvy people, despised them. How could the nerds not enjoy the outdoors, they wondered. Over time, the two groups merged, and without even realizing it, others began using net navis.

Now, a nerd wasn't rare. The age of the nerd had finally arrived, however in response they seemed to lose their identity. Thus, the once self-confident Nerdman.EXE was reduced to a clot of uniformly placed bits.

"Master, why have you left me? I served you well", mumbled the lonely navi as he aimlessly sauntered down an alleyway.

Over time, days passed. Soon, it had been weeks. A few weeks later, the time was months. A now battle hardened Nerdman had been as good as stripped of his identity. His soul was metaphorically blank. So, he continued to wander…

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Netto jumped from bed with the terrible feeling that he was far too familiar with. "Crap! What time is it, Rockman?" questioned a hurried Netto. The young boy had his head encompassed by countless pairs of clothes as he rushed to pick one. "Which one do you think looks better on me, Rockman?" shouted the boy as he held out two identical pairs of clothes. Not even listening for an answer, he continued by quickly slipping into one.

After placing his famous headband on his forehead, the ignorant child picked up his PET. "Why'd you let me sleep in so late, Rockman?" It was only now that he realized that his net navi wasn't responding. "Rockman", uttered Netto as he flipped open his Advance PET II.

All across the town, only three words could be heard. In any house, at any time, the words were most likely to be heard. The people all stared in shock, and occasionally even fear.

"What the hell!?!"