#NetOp

[allupallu]

Dr. Doc File is the operator and creator of Eleven.EXE. He's a man of a few words and rarely smiles, but he cares deeply about his patients and doctors. He's the chief surgeon at Seaside Hospital.

[ask-the-parallels]

Reuploading these but together now.

[just-absolutely-super]

Was initially thinking of making Addy (my OC who is meant to be a rival to Mayl) the operator of Starman (because his moveset in 4.5 is similar to Roll, making them parallels in a way)

But like…Addy’s aesthetic does not fit Starman’s at all asfghdj

Like you look at a Navi and then you’ll see the operator and you think, “Oh yeah this makes sense” because the aesthetics match!

I could change Addy’s clothes to match in line with how Starman looks but even then she just doesn’t fit

[starrynyx]

there are laws in rhode island we simply do not follow like collectively we have decided to not. 10 miles over the speed-limit is not speeding. spending the whole drive in the high speed lane? totally acceptable, unless you're going the speed limit, then move tf over. when i was 11 we took a trip to washington dc and got flagged down by a cop for j-walking but the second he heard my grandparents' rhode island accents he let us off with a warning because he fucking knew where we come from is a lawless land

[techonyc]

What is the Chinese Netop Technology Company Jiasheng Network Technology doing for the Asian Internet Market?

What is Jiasheng Network Technology and How Does it Work?

Jiasheng Network Technology is an online platform that provides enterprises with a high-speed, low-cost, and secure communication service. More than 100 companies in China use it. . The technology was developed and developed by a tech company (now Ai Technology). 

Read More: Techonyc.com

[noeggets]

felt like drawing my kids, sorta AU cause i drew them kinda different half my designs, i aged up the navi's sorta

information about them bc it's long and self indulgent from me talking to my friend

Enzan

Age: 11 (but turns 12 before Lan does making him slightly older and he will use this in a argument if he wants to)

I HC him french because of his english name they just moved to Dentech city at some point

Protoman

Age: in his 40's. 2 or 3 years younger then Enzan's father.

Backstory He was Enzan's mom's Navi (her name is Glace bc i watched the dub but apparently this website believes Enzan's english translated name is a swear word but his name on his wiki means Hot Blaze or something like that but it's french so his mom is french that is the HC i will stand on) i diagress, when she passed he was given to Enzan

other information: His Navi model was discontinued because it was buggy and glitchy, nobody could fix it (nobody wanted to try) so they just stop using whatever AI brain chip he has to make Navi's like him. He dislikes Enzan's father because he feels like he should have never got his original netop pregnant because she was sickly and giving birth is what ended her life he believes because she was ill he whole heartedly believes that what it was however the exchange was Enzan and he loves that child as his own, very rough relationship with Enzan's father

Lan

Age: 11

other information: His Mom and Dad are divorced because Yuichiro loves his work more then anything excluding Lan and Megaman he loves his kids. they are still friends and love Lan equally. Lan lives with his mom Megaman used to live with their dad in his testing phase but he's in Lan's PET so he lives with Lan and his Mom now. his original home is at Yuichiro lab, the PET and Lan's Computer is his new home he is able to jump to whichever he decides. His dad is Netopian/American

Megaman

Age: age unknown youth model - He hasn't existed that long but at the same time he was created to be around Lan's age

Backstory

created from the dna of deceased twin of lan hub. technically he is a twin but he isn't Hub he is a copy created with the DNA. He is not Hub tho.

other information: he doesn't understand social cues and tends to speak his mind, he is wiser then Lan but not knowledgeable in subjects people/Navi's his age should know about. He can solve complex problems and understand wrong from right but when it starts becoming being a world experience issue he can't really help you

Maylu

Age: 11 (older then Lan younger then Enzan, taller then Lan brags about it sometimes)

other information: American/Netopian, has whatever an american accent would be called in this world, she had a hard to learning Japanese but can speak it fluidly, cannot write it that well. Very chill at the same time the loudest person in the room if bothered. Likes this kid name Zackery in their school cough Zero COUGH he has a whole story that he is Willy's son who Willy turned into a Navi but nobody knows it yet

Roll

Age: youth model around 16 or 18

Backstory

Normal custom edited Navi from base youth model in stores no interesting background

other information: adapted the traits of being kinda selfish and needy. It's hard for her to stand not having her way, very girly Maylu did not make her this way she just developed a personality outside of her environment because she does not act anything like Maylu this is not a bad thing but it isn't a good thing either lol we love roll still

[tinyghostvirus]

What do you do when you first wake up in your new PET and your operator has already fallen asleep for the night? You explore your PET! And find the program taking care of it :) And poke it :) :)

Legends say that, to this day, Cossak still doesn't want Rock to approach any of his electronic devices.

Yuichiro spent the next week making sure his son would be recognized as a navi by any programs and other cyber entities. Said son used this new ability to talk to any program in sight and made an impossible request to the print program - the programmed bugged. Cossak forbade him to ever approach the printer's network again. Later, Cossak banned him from all of his electronic devices and Yuichiro still doesn't know what Saito did for that. Saito doesn't know either.

(Obviously, it's not because of the vending machine incident. Only Netto knows about that one, right?)

[ticket-exe]

Ive had this art waiting to post a few months because I've made some bookmarks to sell! Limited quanitity since this is a test run but if they sell well enough maybe I'll make more navi's/netops

You can buy them on ko-fi you get all 3 double-sided bookmarks as a set!!

[maelkogvildeblomster]

Taget i betragtning hvad der (ikke) sker på @soelvfisk’s profil, så har jeg lyst til at sige, at uanset hvordan man har det nu, så kan det blive bedre. Det er 2 år siden at jeg fik at vide, af min psykiater, at hvis ikke jeg begyndte at tage antidepressiv medicin, så ville jeg ikke overleve.

Heldigvis var der en spinkel følelse af (meget meget spinkel tho) at min mor ville blive ulykkelig hvis jeg ikke var her.

Det sætter virkelig mit liv i perspektiv. Jeg har det stadig ikke altid godt, men jeg vil gerne være her. Har tænkt meget på Soelvfisk, og jeg ønsker mig så meget, at vedkommende fortsat er her, så h*n kan komme over på den lyse side, ligesom jeg gjorde.

Everyone - please just know, at du ER ønsket, du ER smuk, du ER (!) GOD NOK ❤️ Det er IKKE nemmere for dem omkring dig, hvis du ikke er her. Der er mennesker, du endnu ikke har mødt, som kommer til at elske dig for lige netop den du er, med alt det fantastiske, og alt det hårde.

Jeg lover det. Stay ❤️.

Og hvis du bliver i tvivl, så skriv til en fremmed og bliv bekræftet ❤️. Ik, @danishpaddy ? ❤️ (tak for hjælp dengang, btw)

[pastelfarvet]

Vil gerne skrive noget omkring det der har fyldt for mange af os herinde de sidste par dage, men synes fandme det er svært. Det rammer meget ned i at jeg i starten af året mistede et af De Vigtige Mennesker I Mit Liv til en accidental overdosis, hun var i midttyverne og i bedring, og selvom jeg aldrig fulgte hendes tumblr (som i øvrigt ikke var på dansk) var det mærkeligt efterfølgende at se den stå tom, jeg havde ikke regnet med på den måde at blive kastet tilbage i den følelse allerede. Og nogle gange connecter man bare med folk herinde, hvilket også har været tilfældet for mig med S, selvom vi ikke har skrevet med hinanden eller været mutuals længe overhovedet. Så det gør ondt, og jeg håber virkelig stadig på det bedste her.

Mine dm's er altid åbne, og jeg værdsætter virkelig det her fællesskab. Det her er pissesvært, men det er også rart at mærke at jeg ikke er alene om at værdsætte det fællesskab tumblr er for mange af os. Det drukner måske nogle gange i at anonymitet er noget vi værner om, men det er jo netop også del af hvad gør det rart at være her.

[vingefang]

Det er snart et år siden at H og jeg slog op. Jeg skrev ni måneder, men jeg tog fejl. Det var ti og tiden går meget hurtigt. Jeg taler ikke meget om ham i virkeligheden, skriver bare herinde når jeg tænker på ham (ikke hver gang, jeg tænker stadig på ham ofte, det er ikke farligt). Vi har ikke haft kontakt. Og den sidste kontakt vi havde var i april, hvor jeg skrev tillykke med fødselsdagen. og før det: i marts hvor han skrev tillykke med fødselsdagen. og før det jul og nytår og før det: vi var stadig sammen. jeg tænker meget på at skrive til ham. spørge om vi skal mødes og tale. jeg tænkte på det hele sommeren og turde ikke. jeg tør ikke. måske netop derfor burde jeg gøre det. jeg ved ikke hvad jeg vil, måske bare ikke være bange for at møde ham på gaden hele tiden når jeg er steder hvor han kunne være. måske spørge om nogle ting. måske også bare sige nogle ting. sige: jeg har tænkt så meget på dig og savnet dig. sige: vi havde det fineste breakup og jeg var helt ødelagt, men vi kunne ikke give hinanden noget godt længere. sige: jeg savnede dig så meget og jeg fattede ingenting. jeg ventede på dig i lang tid efter, håbede at du fortrød. sige: jeg blev så sur på dig, jeg synes at du havde været så tarvelig og jeg kan stadig tænke tilbage på tidspunkter og synes at du var så uretfærdig. sige: det er okay, vi var begge et mærkeligt sted. sige: det er okay.

jeg er meget bange for at se ham, fordi jeg frygter at det vil ødelægge mig. jeg har været tæt på, men også hele tiden arbejdet imod det. ødelæggelsen. jeg har ikke på noget tidspunkt rigtigt tænkt eller troet på, at det var fordi jeg ikke var god nok. jeg har hele tiden troet på, at jeg gjorde mit bedste og jeg gjorde alt jeg kunne. jeg er meget stolt og jeg har meget respekt for mig selv. men den følelse, af utilstrækkelighed, har ligget og luret. den gør det endnu. og jeg kan godt føle, at jeg ikke rigtigt har set den i øjnene, at jeg også har været fej. måske kommer den slet ikke når jeg ser ham, forhåbentlig ikke, men det er det jeg er bange for at den gør. både fx ved hvis han har fået en ny kæreste, det ville tale lige ind i usikkerheden: det var mig den var gal med. (jeg tror selvfølgelig ikke rigtigt på, at det er sådan det fungerer, det var os begge den var gal med, eller ingen af os, det er samme logik). men også bare at se hans ansigt. det er stadig ham jeg tænker på først, når der sker noget godt eller dårligt. eller noget sjovt. det er mærkeligt.

jeg er også bange for, at han vil sige nej til at mødes. eller at han ikke tænker på mig overhovedet. at han er ligeglad. at det er derfor han ikke selv har skrevet. det burde ikke være vigtigt, men det er jo vigtigt. jeg håber ikke at det er sådan. jeg håber at det er ud af respekt måske. omsorg. kærlighed. han sagde at han elskede mig lige inden han tog hjem og så har jeg ikke set ham siden.

mine venner siger at jeg har en enorm viljestyrke. de siger at jeg er modig.

jeg har også været meget modig. jeg er modig. jeg er ikke bange for særlig mange ting. men der er alligevel lidt.

jeg har fået et crush på nogen, det føles altid særligt og jeg får det ikke ofte og har ikke haft det meget det sidste år. nu prøver jeg og øver mig i at være modig i det, på den måde jeg nu kan!

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[blondinehjerne]

Og husk husk husk forevigt at det er dig der skal kunne sove om natten. Så hold dine intentioner rene og dine standarter for hvad du tillader høje. Hvis du har gjort hvad du troede var det bedste og det rigtige at gøre, så lad ikke andre spolere din fred. Den har du fortjent med det menneske netop du er. Kæmpe kæmpe kram og kys, du fortjente IKKE det her

[just-absolutely-super]

Mini crack

Roll: did you get the chance to talk to Lan? I didn't get the chance with Mayl unfortunately

Mega: yeah, I got the chance

Roll: oh? Then why do you look so shocked?

Mega: he's actually planned his future far ahead....

Roll: oh? I guess that's a bit shocking. I didn't expect this from him to be honest. What kind of plans do he have

Mega: very big ones!

Roll: huh?

Mega: You said Mayl mentions getting married, right? What has she said about that?

Roll: Not much, just that she wants to get married someday, and hopefully to Lan. Why? Did Lan mention marriage?

Mega: He did...

Roll: Oh, that's great! So he does plan on marrying Mayl someday?

Mega: Yeah, and someday is sooner than we think

Roll: How soon?

Mega: 20

Roll: EH?!

Mega: Yeah...

Roll: Oh man...Mega we need to make sure our wedding books are updated STAT!

Mega: Way ahead of you, Roll! Let's get to work!

[ask-the-parallels]

This is the ask blog for my AU of Battle Network! All events take place after BN1 and have a mix of the manga and anime rather than purely the game!.

All asks are allowed so long as they're reasonable.

Available to ask:

- Saito, Roll, Blues (Parallel NetOps, Navi Humans)

- Len, Aria, Axl, Dark Len, Neo, Omega, Deino Crow (Parallel NetNavis)

- Lan, Meiru, and Enzan (Og NetOps)

- Tango, Saito's cat and parallel to Rush.

-*Vent and Subaru/Geo are available

Ask box is always open!

[brownhairedbookworm]

Jack In, Monika.CHR, EXECUTE - 1: The Boys Are Back in Town

The year is 20X7. It has been six years since the capture of Dr. Albert Wily and his incarceration, and Net Crime has been on a slow decline ever since. With the WWW ceasing all operations and any remaining operatives going into hiding or joining more petty criminal organization, Net Society has been much more peaceful than usual.

In this new peace, one of the greatest Netbattle pairs on the planet have grown into young adults. Can they solve the dark mysteries behind a new set of friends?

"Comin' through, needed for an experiment!" A young man skates through the SciLab lobby, deftly dodging around the various visitors and scientists in his path. Lan Hikari is on his way upward into the Netbattle testing area.

"Elevator's on your right, Lan!" A voice comes from the blue device clipped to Lan's belt. MegaMan.EXE, Lan's NetNavi and battle brother, is as helpful as ever. "I'd say you'll find it in... About 10 more near collisions?" As helpful as ever, and as beleaguered as ever. Even after being partners for nearly Lan's entire life, the excitable young man in orange hasn't slowed down nearly as much as MegaMan would have hoped. "I know you're excited to see Dad, but it isn't like we're late for this."

"Aw, come on, Mega. I could never miss the chance to be a part of anything like this. Besides, I know you feel like we're getting rusty." Lan swiftly leaps across a railing to reach the elevator. He holds the blue PET up to the elevator's keypad. "Key's in your hands, MegaMan, get us in."

"Roger!" MegaMan tosses the ID data over to the keypad's data reader, and the elevator opens for the two of them. "And... I can't say you're wrong about me feeling rusty. But it's not like we're slacking on our NetBattle training."

Lan steps into the elevator. "It's the only class I'm acing, this year. But at least I'm not doing too bad at trig. The only class I'm really kinda bungling is-"

"Literature Analysis." MegaMan doesn't even hesitate. He may already have a file open showing Lan's grades.

Lan immediately twists the PET upward to see the screen. "MegaMan, come on, that class is awful."

"You should still put more effort into it. Interpreting art is part of being a more well-rounded human."

"I don't NEED to be a well-rounded human, I need to be a sharp, focused scientist." Lan nods down at his device's screen.

"Focused might still be a little far away..." MegaMan sighs.

"Wh- Hey, we're here to do an experiment with Dad, I can focus on that when we get up to the testing floor!" Lan grumbles. He folds his arms as he clips his PET back to his belt.

MegaMan rolls his eyes. "Once I'm jacked in and fighting, at least. Do you even remember what this test is supposed to be for?"

"Yeah. A new Navi type. Something about a test for easier synchro ratings between Navis and NetOps. Which makes us the perfect pair to test against!" Lan smirks proudly.

"I think it's more likely we're just on Dad's speed dial. Anyone else would probably say ProtoMan and-"

"Aaagh, don't even mention them. Somehow they're even more insufferable, ever since we got into high school."

"Protoman's the same as he's always been, and Jiyuu's not that bad. She's just more herself, now that she ditched her dad completely. Among the other obvious changes." MegaMan chuckles to himself. "I remember she started laughing about you calling her an 'egg' because of her old hairstyle, once she was out of the closet."

"...I used to be such a twerp with her. I'm mostly glad she forgave me for that. You think I've gotten better about... I dunno, social things, since then?" The elevator continues rising, leaving the brothers to their own devices for just a bit longer.

"You're better in some ways, but you'll always be yourself, Lan. Especially with your chronic impatience and addiction to rollerblading..."

"It's efficient."

"It's reckless, and you're lucky you haven't smashed me to pieces under your own power."

The elevator doors open, releasing Lan and MegaMan out into the Netbattle lab. "Yeah, yeah, you're in a bulletproof, elephant-proof case, you'll be fine. Hey, Dad, I'm here-?"

Well, that's a surprise. It seems that, today, the Netbattle lab...

...is full of incredibly cute girls!!

[gensokyogains]

Once upon a time, this had been quick and easy.

When her Master had first received her as a NetNavi all those years ago, she'd been a child. Her requests had always been simple a bratty as a result. Requests to buy battle chips that were flashy, powerful, and to spend her enormous zenny allowance as she liked.

Now, 15 years later, Sakuya had to be more discerning and budget accordingly. Not only was she out to buy battle chips, but to refresh firewall programs, update a variety of professional software licenses, and to renew subscriptions to more services than Remilia ever actually used. Though, with the times, there were-

"Damn girl, they said dedicated RAM not dedicated ass-"

-complications.

Rolling her eyes, ignoring the blatant flirting going on over her shoulder, Sakuya turned her attention back to the store counter in front of her. It didn't surprise her that this was happening. In recent years, it had become more common for less disciplined Navis to comment on the customization NetOps gave to their Navis. And Sakuya had been upgraded and customized quite a bit. Secretarial apps, software upgrades, more functions than ever actually used...

In essence, bloatware.

Most Navis could still count themselves in Megabytes, but as Sakuya was keenly aware from the virtual weight of her figure, she was hitting the dozens of Gigabytes. It reflected on her body, her once sleek and elegant design layered in fat. Her stomach strained the front of her dress, sagging her outfit out as her gut hung down to her knees, a mound of lard that bounced when she walked. Right now it was resting against her pillar shaped legs, enormous, heavy heavy thighs starting to swell over and sag against her knees, thick calves straining her stockings.

And, of course, there was her ass. The skirt stretching, teleporter filling, gargantuan landmass she carried behind her. Sakuya was certain that it alone was carrying a few Gigabytes, the width of her hips crossing blocking the entire storefront behind her. Pairing it with her massive gut, and she looked more like a .png of a church bell than a NetNavi.

Subconsciously, one thick, fat laden arm went to her chest, a frown forming on her face.

She'd gone up two cup sizes as well, yet no one ever said anything about that. Only about her butt.

Enough worrying about her figure, though. She still needed to finish buying her new battlechip set for the tournament this weekend.

"And, lastly, I would like a HeatSwrd, a TailWnd, and an IceCream chip, as well."

"..."

"...Y-Yes, I meant IceCube. A slip of the tongue."

Never mind, back to worrying.