Hi, and welcome to Megaman: Data Loader! This is a original story, based on the Rockman franchise. Here's some backstory.
Netopia is an online game with millions of players. There are seven classes, each with their own pro's and con's.
Fighter: This is the basic class, it is well balanced out, and pretty simple.
Sharpshooter: A class who cannot use melee weapons, but can use guns and cannons. They are quite fast.
Brawler: A very strong class, they have limited speed. They are usually bulky and rely on sheer strengh.
Bandit: A class that is looked down on and sometimes feared. Very fast, they usually wield energy blades. They rob other players.
Elemental: A class that uses weapons like freeze rays and flamethrowers. Used only by the elite players.
Double-Bladers: This class uses two energy blades. They are very agile and their usual method of killing is beheading their enemies.
PKer: A class that ignores all honor, and merciless slaughters countless players. they usually carry a wide array of weapons.
The world is divided into hundreds of places called servers. These are all different, with different terrain and enemies. They are inhabited by NPC'S.
NPC's are self-aware programsm with their own minds and decisions. The hostile one's are called Bot's.
Their are seven admins. All powerful players, they rule Netopia with an iron fist, terminating hostile elements 24/7.
And that is all so far. Characters will be introduced properly in the first chapter.
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Rodd clicked his computer's keyboard excitedly, registering to his new game. He wiped his brow with one hand, grinning madly.
WELCOME TO NETOPIA. PLEASE CREATE YOUR CHARACTER.
Biting his lips, the new player looked at the wide array of character options. Changing the hairstyle to his own blonde, spiky one, he now looked at the armour settings. After a while, he settled on a light blue helmet and armour. It had a removable mouthpiece that could go down onto his neck. The armour was basic, shoulderpads and kneepads...Wanting a bit of personalisation, he put yellow orbs on the helmet, as well as one shoulder.
Rubbing his hands, he moved the mouse over to the naming screen.
"Hm..." He said to himself. "Something cool, something solid. Rock! Nah, too simple...something that tells them I'm the man...ManRock? No. Ram? Nope...Rotdam? Dotcam?...Rockman!"
Typing in the name, he took a deep breath before putting on his blue VR helmet. Three words appeared before him.
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"Let's go." Whispered Rodd, as the word's dissapeared and his character hurtled through a purple vortex, flying at a large futuristic city. "Let's go..."