New Life: the beautiful and powerful central base of the ONB. It's seen its share of issues over the years, but it still remains as a beautiful and shining beacon in these dark times.
...and this is exactly why this... Navi? took this day to visit. He walks in and looks around with a large smile, excited to move forward with this decision. To any who would look to him, a rather strange sight would be seen. Apparently a Navi, looking something like a child of roughly 12. His body is adorned in glowing gold and blue armor, with the gold also making up his smiling face. He has spikes the backs of his hands, on his foot-armor, and one jutting out of each side of his head. However, this is not his strangest feature; surrounding this strange Navi is a constant gray bubble of sorts that appears to be a window into another dimension, swirling slowly constantly around him, and at typing-height is a ring of data that slowly orbits him like the rings of Saturn. This Navi is a strange sight to say the least, but not entirely unpleasant to say the least.
The Navi walks up to the front desk with a meek smile and speaks with the receptionist that sits behind it, speaking with a kind and gentle voice to her as he performs a half-bow in respect.
Unity: Excuse me, miss. Would it be possible to speak with a commander? I am very interested in joining and have a few unique abilities that I feel they should know of.
Unity would hit one stroke of luck already. As he approached the receptionist and she was about to reply, a navi that towered over both of them had walked up to the counter. He had just returned from taking care of what he had said they would on the Electopian side. That caused him to arrive around the time that he was about to have to set an appointment and then probably be sent away.
"I recall seeing a few reports about you before. Unity, correct? What brings you here today?"
The latest report on his helpful deeds was helping mitigate the damage to a city a while back. Was around the time both Vile and Caliga decided to come back to back. Add Genesis into the mix and they managed to end that fight in a relatively decent fashion. Only that city ended up destroyed at the end of the day rather than multiple areas across Electopia. Unity was one of the individuals who helped deal with Megami that day for her own weakness. But faulting her for that would be cruel.
...having a Navi of this stature appear before him alone was simply amazing, but add to that the fact that he knew of Unity? This left the young Navi in awe and nearly paralyzed for a few moments, just staring at the commanding presence before him.
...however, he quickly regains his composure and performs something of a half-bow to the stately Navi, showing nothing but respect.
Unity: I-it's a pleasure to meet you sir! Yes, my name is Unity.OS, thank you for being familiar with-that is...
Unity takes a deep breath, re-gaining his thoughts.
Unity: I am interested in enrolling in the ONB, but my nature as a proxy-OS rather than a Navi is a bit strange, so I thought it wisest if I speak with a commander before attempting to join so that I wouldn't cause any unneeded confusion in the event that I'm not welcome.
Unity lowers his head, less in disappointment and more in preparation. If told that he could not join, that would be fine. However, he didn't want to risk making anyone feel guilty due to accidental puppydog-eyes.
It was a logical concern to have. Many of them were navis or had different functions, but Unity was a bit unique. As an operating system, his functions were different than many of theirs or even among many programs in general. But Trishula was at ease, instead letting Unity finish before he spoke up himself. Because the unique nature of Unity was something that would be fairly useful for them. There was no reason to deny him because of his not being a Navi in the conventional sense.
"Be at ease, Unity. You can accomplish great things. I have been given the designation of Trishula, and welcome you into our fold."
His unique abilities had tipped the scales before. And in this case it was something that made him more welcome among their ranks. Plus his attitude was a nice fit compared to many of their other operatives. Many of them had an unsavory factor here and there that made dealing with them annoying, but Unity not so.
"I have high hopes for you and expect great things from you. But you'll be able to do it just fine."
His own voice sounded confident in Unity. And indeed, Unity would be able to give much to them by giving his all. Unity's potential was always stymied by those around him and by his own steady growth. He was a slow riser who hadn't hit his peak at all yet. But it was something that they could work on together. And then with his abilities added to everything else they had, it would bolster their ranks even further.
"Might I offer my services, as well, then?" Ducking underneath the small entry way, a navi who looks strikingly human walks into the ONB office after Unity. The man of Netfrican ascent was dressed in a simple brown robe with golden inlaids, and he carried himself with confidence. Were it not for his gargantuan proportions - he was twelve feet tall, and perfectly proportioned for it with his long, bulky legs and trunks for arms - it would be easy to mistake him for a human.
His brown eyes are nestled behind a simple oval blue visor, and, as he walks, his heavy steps resound against the floor. "My own designation is Joker, and I believe there is much for both of our benefits were I to join your ranks." He speaks carefully, but confidently, with a polite and dignified air resounding within his words. He had been taking more and more notice to the happenstances within Electopia, and his connection within Netopia was reporting back with less and less optimal information. He figured that the best way to inject himself into the problem and discern more of the situation was to, at the very least, do so with an ally at his back.
Walking up to stand next to the much smaller Unity, and to stand in front of the only slightly shorter Trishula, Joker presents himself in full, standing with his arms at his side and meeting Trishula's gaze. "I have a similar discrepancy between my own functionality and the purpose of other Navis as Unity does, however. My design is that of a Database in preference to an executable, you see. Surely, that should not arouse any concerns?"
Unity smiles brightly at Trishula, still somewhat lost in the moment. This entire situation had gone exactly as he'd hoped.
Unity: Thank you again, sir! I will not let you do-
....aaand in walked this david's own goliath. Unity can't help but stare as Joker walks in, marveling at the towering Navi's massive proportions and size. Everything about him is impressive, especially when compared to the little 3 foot tall Unity that now stands next to him, barely even reaching his knees. This Navi.... this behemoth... is so cool!
Unity: Mr. Joker, sir! My name's unity, and it's truly a pleasure to meet you!!
Unity was like a kid in a candy shop at this point, surrounded by powerful and unique Navis. Soon he'd be able to work with them, and that just excited him to the absolute brink!
...and not far behind the desk where Trishula even now stands, another Navi with paperwork in hand finds himself stopping to listen and look. He remains silent for now, in part because he needed to speak with Trishula, but also to study these two. He stands with obvious confidence in his stature, looking on respectfully and silently as the shining, golden axe-like horn that rises from the front of his head gleams skyward like a monolith. If these were to be new recruits, then things might be interesting soon....
Netfrican descent? It was amusing to think about, given what happened there on a whim these days. Or what used to happen there, anyway. Either way, if he had a proper face to display he would smiling right now. But his eyes and mouth weren't exactly present, were they? Unity, however, was taken in immediately. That was to be expected as Unity was a pretty honest fellow. Truly like a child being impressed by something cool. Still, this was a good chance, so there was no reason to deny him either or show concern. Instead he offered him a favorable reply instead.
"No concerns are aroused with that revelation. You're welcome aboard as well, Joker."
Joker turned his attention to the short, oggling little Unity next to him, having to tilt his head to look at him properly.
On the surface, the Navi on the outside seemed to be a protective layer for something underneath, as though it were some sort of outer layer of skin. His visor collapsed his vision down to little more than an array of data and information on his environment, remembering just then what he had heard at the door - the Navi before him wasn't really a navi at all, but, a proxy operating system. While his general readings were weak, the level of power held within the proxy server was astounding all on its own. Operating within that server wouldn't be much unlike when he operates within the Satellite's server; given, the satellite server is much larger and much, much stronger, of course, but, the point was still valid.
The little runt had some use to him, afterall. Joker managed a curt nod as acknowledgement, straightening his view to glance back at Trishula, his field still collapsed into the gridwork of his intelligence analytics.
Looking at Trishula was like looking at an empty folder. That analogy wasn't close enough to the truth, either, though; because it was as though he were a part of the Net itself. No signature, no basic combat information such as preference and style, not even a single ounce of insight within the Navi's data. He was sure he could try to delve deeper to view his data itself, but, that was generally a little painful for the receiver, and a bit more obvious than just the basic reading.
He retracted his grid view, looking at Trishula simply as is once again. He was there, and he definitely wasn't a random piece of Net lying around. There wasn't a single individual he couldn't get some sort of reading off of; not a one. The Crimson Satellite offered high analytics of all kinds from readings collected off of messages through other satellites, as well as the vast information systems from all over the globe. He couldn't even get the basics off of him . . . this whole time, his face remained stoic, ungiving of what was going on behind the constant, serious frown.
What an interesting turn of events. "Very well. Where can we start, then? Do you need a showcase of our capabilities, to determine groupings, or do you have an urgent task?" He decided to study Trishula's form as is, seeing what he could glean from his outside appearance alone. Any information was better than nothing.
Gravity Beetle steps forward, his steps seeming to almost tip new Life itself... or was this merely his namesake ability manifesting itself? Either way, the spacial Navi finally breaks his silence and steps forward into Trishula's line of sight.
I am Gravity Beetle, the ONB's field commander. Since you're both signing up, it's my job to break you in... literally.
Gravity Beetle gives a nod to Trishula, obviously acknowledging that he'd have the right to say otherwise should he so desire.
Gravity Beetle: Teleport to the training grounds on the top of New Life's dome. That's where we'll begin.
As Joker continued to gaze at Trishula, there was something he noticed then. More 'felt' than noticed, as he couldn't observe anything from Trishula himself. It was as though Joker was getting sucked in to something. But it had stopped when he ceased his attempts to try and delve deeper. Trishula made no mentions of it, instead nodding to Gravity Beetle as he did. This was a good thing, as Gravity Beetle did things that he firmly believed in as well. If there was someone who should break them in, he was the man for the job. To showcase both of their abilities, and for the rest to get a proper understanding of how those abilities functioned.
Joker turned, then, to glance at the new speaker. Before his vision could fully collapse into his analytics, the Navi introduced themselves; which made his work all the easier. Cross referencing the Navi's name, he scoured through the files within his Crimson Satellite in search of information, as well as the basics he could glean from his outward appearance.
The Navi's specializations were high levels of defensive capabilities, his outer shell more than just for show. However, he also seemed capable of warping the space of the Net around him, the amount of energy compressed into his body completely massive . . . were he not keeping it all in check, he could possibly collapse the entirety of the building around him. The navi was by no means 'weak,' with records suggesting to high levels of raw power and durability, not to mention his weight class of several tons . . . at least, in all of those strengths, he had a single weakness. He would be slow for his power, unless he had some way of transporting across the very space he commanded.
He retreated back into his basic sightings, and nodded, his brown eyes alight behind his blue visor. "Very well. The roof of the domicile, then?" He turned to look down at Unity, again, and knelt this time to get a better look at him, placing his left knee on the ground to stare a little bit closer to eye level. "Have you a way of transportation on your own? Or may I be on my way?"
With large eyes, Unity looks up and nods to the now kneeling joker. Getting recognition like this was far beyond what he'd dared to hope for coming in to this situation.
Unity: Y-yes sir, I do, thank you very much!
Without another word, Unity fades from the gray barrier that encapsulates him, and the gray barrier shrinks into nothingness.
<New Life Rooftop>
As Joker and Unity stand waiting, the winds blow across the domed structure of New Life, creating a fair amount of force. Simply fighting the wind would be somewhat difficult, and added to that would be whatever Gravity Beetle would ask of them. Though on the bright side, the top of the dome where the two Navis now stand does have full and sturdy barriers on all sides, making it very hard to fall off.
After a few moments, the ONB Commander appears from a void and slams down with enough force to shake the battlefield despite the fact that he acts as though he'd just taken a step. The heavily armored Navi looks on, the golden axe-like blade that his is front horn gleaming in the sun.
Gravity Beetle: Welcome to the training grounds for New Life, the headquarters of the Official Net Battlers. You've both asked to join, and you've both been given the okay by commander Trishula, but I'm the wall that stands in your way. if you want to actually join, then you're going to need to get past me. Go over me, around me, under me, or through me; I really don't care how you get there, just so long as it's honest, and it gets you to the other side.
If you make it, you will likely be working as the first members of my newly forming unit, and I want to make one thing very clear; when you're under me, you're no longer individuals, you are parts of a team. Lone wolf type who doesn't play well with others? Then I don't care what kind of shiny super-powers you have; teleport out now because we don't want you here any more than you want to be here, and here's why; as you'll find out with enough experience, there are two main types of Navis out there. There are the self-sufficient loners like Forte, and there are the team-players like MegaMan. It doesn't matter how strong the first group gets, when they're eventually beaten, everything that they've worked for is over. Likewise, the second group may eventually get beaten as well, but so long as one piece of that team remains, so too does their vision, and that victory can still be obtained. We work together as a unit, and we learn to rely on and trust each other. That is my philosophy, and if you stay with me, it will be yours too very soon, because we will learn to trust each other, and eventually I will trust you to have as much say in what we do as I have.
Now, I want to hear who you are and what makes you good enough to serve Electopia beside me!
Unity, startled by the sudden question, stands at attention to the question and quickly racks his brain for the answers.
Unity.OS, Operating System on the net via proxy! I can take a Navi from this net and run them on my OS, giving them additional power in the process!
Gravity Beetle: ...and?
Unity blinks and pauses for a moment.
Unity: ...and, sir?
Gravity Beetle retorts back like a drill sergeant, driving the issue back to Unity hard.
Gravity Beetle: You told me what you can do, now tell me what makes you good enough to serve beside me!
The literal nature of the question caused Unity to pause. He'd already over-thought the situation... so now he'd have to stop using his mind and start using his heart.
Unity: ....since helping the Navi named Megami get free from the attack on Electopia a while back, I've wanted to make my own impact. I want to change Navis' lives and show them that there's a better way to live than what they're used to!
At this, the hard-shelled commander nods. He then turns his harsh stare to Joker, expecting an answer in kind.
Joker listened carefully to the instructions of Gravity Beetle, analyzing the simple terrain of the battlefield. Their objective was simply to get past the Gravity Beetle, unless he meant something else by his words. Had he intended something else, though, he likely wouldn't have put so much emphasis on how they could go about getting around him.
The Gravity Beetle's files suggested that he could warp space and control gravity around himself, which would make him a very difficult target to approach head-on. However . . .
He had to pull himself out of his thoughts to listen to the Gravity's Beetles second spiel, tuning in as he began discussing the Lone Wolf type. It would seem this were both the task of ascertaining their abilities as well as developing their team work skills, or, at the very least, prove that they had some. He glanced down at the little Unity, still standing next to him, considering for the first time that he would have to work alongside him. Simply getting himself past this examination wasn't going to be enough; it was likely all or none.
For all his analytics, he knew how to properly assess both allies and enemies on the battlefield; how to best destroy any opposition and how to best place his alliances to ensure victory. This Navi seemed very strong in his beliefs . . . Joker could respect that, and understood it well. When put to the flame, though, how did those beliefs truly push him, and he could he defend them? More importantly, could he do so efficiently? This was what he looked forward to learning.
When the ball was passed to him, Joker remained at ease, but answered confidently. "I am Joker.DB, an experimental autonomous Data collection and storage unit. My statistical calculations and problem analysis are subpar to none, and my execution follows efficiency protocols precisely." He left out his control of his unique data signature, as well as his unique makeup and connection. They need not know these facts, for the time being; what he said was otherwise true.
"I wish to serve alongside you in the ONB to show to others that what they believe in matters, and that anyone and everyone has what it takes to protect what they stand for."
In his case, he stood for his purpose, and, so long as the ONB allowed him to fulfill that, his wishes could align with theirs.