So, how did I ever start saying "Check it out!" to begin with?
Better yet, how did I get with the Darkloids?
Two very good questions my friend! And you're in luck, cause I wanna tell my story today. Don't wanna hear? Well too bad, cause Brightman's gonna tell anyway.
Such and odd phrase to use, even if you're American. Not much to say about that. Anyways, here I am, just your average navi, I like to fight and play pranks, oh and being a bad guy is about the best thing in my life. You know, a poor navi like me, I never really did anything. I was all smoke and mirrors, nothing behind what I did had any meat to it. So I coined the phrase "Check it out!" to you know, put things in perspective.
I mean, come on, what am I supposed to do after my good for nothing Net Op abandoned me in the streets of Ameroupe, sit there and cry a river? What good would that do? I tell ya what, nothing. Zip, zilch, nada. I could sit there and feel sorry for my self for day and nothing would come out of it.
So, I went into show biz, ya know? The pretty attacks I had were better used as a light show anyway, I mean seriously, who's gonna take a shrimp navi that looks like he had a ton of neon lights strapped to his back seriously. Eh, eh?
Anyway, that went down the drain faster then you could say cheap act. I accidentally blew up the theatre I was in one night and the owner blew a gasket. I mean, come on! It's just a building, at least no one got hurt right? Oh wait, I didn't, does that count?
Yeah, so there I was, a cheap good for nothing trigger happy navi with nothing but my happy little catch phrases to keep me company. So, out of nowhere this big bat like guy come before me.
He says in this all important voice. "I heard you blew up the net theatre." Now I could tell, this guy was used to sitting up top, he had that air around him, ya know? Like he's all Mr. High and mighty, I figured, whoever he was he had power, so ticking this guy off was off limits.
"Yeah, what's it to you." I say. I still have to put on my tough guy act, I'm not that stupid to show fear to these characters. It can mean death in these places, and not a pretty one either.
"I have a proposition to make." He grinned. And hoo boy! What a grin, I mean this guy's fangs were like three inches long! No mistake this guy was seriously frightening. I made a mental not to never give him reason to smile around me.
"I'm listenin'." I said. What else could I say, here was a guy about a good one half foot taller then me grinning like a demented vampire and he wanted to make a deal with me, heh, as long as it didn't mean my life, I sure wasn't arguing with him.
"How would you like to join the Darkloids?" he asked. I took another take. The guy was actually serious! The biggest, baddest net gang wanted me? Now there was food for thought.
"Sure, but what do I get?" I asked. Now he may be askin me to join the biggest net gang since Gospel but I wasn't stupid. I knew that I needed something in return or these guys would abuse me to no end.
He lifted his palm and inside appeared a black chip; I could FEEL the power coming from that thing. And I must say here, he had the creepiest hands I ever laid eyes on, I mean, we're talking bat wings with claws. Talk about freaky.
"Check it out!" I said, very happy. Yeah, I wanted to be part of this. I knew it was callin to me like a mom calls to her child after dark.
And nothin would keep me away.
Nothin at all.