###################################################################### ###################################################################### #### ### ########## ####### ### ##### ### ### ##### ## ## #### #### ## ########### ####### ### #### ### ######## ### #### ## ## #### #### # ############ ####### ### # ### ### ######## #### ### ## ## #### #### ###### ### ####### ### ## ## ### ###### #### ### ## ## #### #### # ############ ####### ### ### # ### ######## #### ### ## ## #### #### ## ########### ####### ### #### ### ######## ### ############### #### ### ########## ### ### ##### ### ### ##### ## ## #### ###################################################################### ###################################################################### A Hamster Bedtime Story _______________________ The characters (purely fictional of course *cough*): Evilster (Evilster) - Fictional Ex-friend of the nark IgnoGerbil (IG) - NARK DamnedHamster - Fictional Storyteller (Me!@#) #hamsters - The fictional channel this took place on hamsters - Fictional term for people that hang out on #hamsters Disklaimer: All characters in this fictional story are fictional. Any resemblance to real or other fictional characters is purely unintentional. Fictional (had to say it once more). The story: IG and Evilster were good friends at a college on the East Coast. Every day they would hang out, messed with their computers, drank coffee, gossiped/talked, and had fun. Since they both had computers, and both had net accounts, they both developed a sense of curiosity about the internet. Sometime after activating their accounts, IG decided she wanted to get on IRC, and Evilster said "I'll get us there". Two days later, they were both IRCing and having a great 'ole time. Weeks passed, and they met a guy that seemed willing to help them out with some unix/irc_client problems (Enter DamnedHamster). One night, the three of them sat in a channel and worked on the problem of compiling an IRC client for their home accounts, so they could easily access IRC without telneting. All I could tell from conversation was, they were the only two people who wanted to IRC from their home accounts. Both seemed pretty cool in general, and the challenge of getting a client running was quite fun. As time passed, I found out that very few people from their college used their net accounts, and that those that did only used mail (roughly 15,000 accounts, never more than 100 people on from their college at once). I also found out, that they were basically the only two people from their college who knew of, and used IRC at all. During these weeks of IRCing, IG had problems of all sorts. Common sense eluded her in many cases which frustrated the hell out of her counterpart, which caused tension between them. The whole time this was going on, Evilster was becoming good friends with all the people on #hamsters. Feeling left out, IG wanted to get in with a similiar group of hamsters. It was a matter of days before she became a class one info-whore. Within hours of hanging out with other hamsters, she had given her password out to several of these hamsters in hopes of being accepted, and learning more about this great hamster cage we all live in. If you don't know much about the net, and systems, and operating systems, let me fill you in on something. As soon as a hamster has a new place to play, they explore their surroundings quite well. They look for 'backdoors' to become the Big Hamster of the area, and eventually take 'Root' on a system. Once IgnoGerbil had given her password out, several of these wiley hamsters invaded the system. It took less than a day for her entire system to lose its security. The whole time IG was handing her password out, Evilster was explaining the consequences of doing so. Her response, "But I change it everyday!@#$". Of course, we all know that once a hamster is in your room, he doesn't have to leave. He often establishes other routes into the room. A month passes, Evilster moves away to live with DamnedHamster, IG feels left out, gives her password out to more hamsters, and things progress... During this month that passes, Evilster loses her account due to wiley hamsters. Despite the loss of the account, she continues to use DamnedHamster's account to IRC and chat with the other hamsters. During her process of 'learning' the ways of the hamster, IG decides to start teaching her sysadmin the same thing. Sysadmin is quite upset at all the holes into his room, and spends time patching them up one at a time, only to discover(through mail from IgnoGerbil) that there are more holes. IG also decides to inform the sysadmin, that Evilster and herself are the reason behind all the wiley hamsters invading the system. By this time, even some warez puppies had root at their system. Current status in our story... Evilster is still out of her original account, IG has given her password to over 20 hamsters, warez pups had taken root at the system, IG was in continual contact via email with 'Sysadmin', IG was still looking for a group of hamsters to play with. Throughout email contact, not only did IG inform the sysadmin of her own actions and associations, she also informed him of Evilster's habit of talking with hamsters. Days later, IG informed 'Sysadmin' of certain other hamsters and their nicknames who were suspected of playing in the system. The rodents of #hamsters caught wind of this and didn't like it. IgnoGerbil soon found she wasn't liked in #hamsters, and became an outcast to their little world. Word spread of her narcing to other hamsters in other channels, and soon, she was back chatting with old irc friends. The more word spread, the more outraged IG became. Here she was, wanting to be a hamster one day, but all the other hamsters hated her!@$! Revenge came to her mind..So she mailed Evilster and threatened her several times, in various ways. Everything from leaking her info, to narcing her more/again to 'Sysadmin'. Evilster reminded IG that to do that would enrage the other hamsters, and they might get wiley in the system, and play rough. And the story continues.. as each day passes, more of this story is written.. (ie: a sequel to this story maybe!) To sum up what IG narced on: Herself Her ex-best friend Her ex-best friend's boyfriend Denizens of #hamsters Various other hamsters by name Different holes into their realm Just for reference, 'Sysadmin' has always hated IRC for various reasons. Because of the troubles IG has brought from IRC, he is currently using some wierd thing called 'Dee En Are' on indials to their realm. He is also monitoring all mail in and out of various accounts, carefully watching the logs, and still staying in touch with his favorite narc. Sources: IgnoGerbil - Via email, vox conversations, and various irc logs. DamnedHamster - Via observation. Evilster - Relays of vox conversations and various irc logs. I beg you fellow hamsters.. flee to a different realm, frolic in other pastures rich with fresh grass and NO FUCKING NARKS. DamnedHamster PS: /mode #hamsters +b *!*garner@*oswego* /mode #hamsters +b *!*ivory@*eidos*