| For those of you who haven't been with
us long, I'm going to sum up (more or less)
the way the network came into existence.
I'll probably add to this later and go more
in-depth. Anyone who remembers shit, feel
free to drop me an e-mail.
Basically, a long long time ago, in a galaxy
far away, when you could find ISO's in less
than 192 rar chunks, which then had 7 zips
each inside of them, containing 6 txt files
for 4 different release groups next to a
5k file you actually wanted, a few people
stumbled across Visual Basic(s). <--
HAHAHAHAHA GET IT? Ok. Right.... my bad.
Ok so there we were on AOL. Me (Syber),
chad, judge, and a buttload of other people
who may not be less important, but don't
pay for this network, and as such don't
get their names mentioned. We're sitting
there in a chat room and shit, and we're
fucking owning it up saucy. KnK was there,
and some other AO-Famous guys. Then fucking
chad right...this guy...let me tell you....
man. What a story. Then there was this other
time he wrote this program. That was tight
too.
So now let's skip ahead to the problems.
As we were sitting on AOL owning shit up.
People started squeezing our nuts too hard,
and causing problems. So we moved rooms
for a while. Jumping around trying to avoid
the problems. For those of you who aren't
familiar with the AO-Environment, you basically
have no control over who's in the chatroom,
and what they're doing. It became obvious
to us that we needed to find a way to control
some shit. Enter Internet Relay Chat. So
I forget exactly how we got on there, but
we were dicking around on some network one
way or another. And that shit was the mad
note. I'm a little hazy on the exact order
of the networks we were on, but more or
less, here's a brief list and the reason
we left:
| Network |
We Left Because |
| efnet |
no services, no control |
some guy's
private network |
some guys private
network was never up and running |
dalnet |
no services again |
| xnet |
beef with the admins |
otherside |
beef with the admins |
| observers |
beef with the admins |
| openprojects |
we were too cool |
So there we are... on fucking Observers
right... and chad fucking tears into one
of the gay ones, which doesn't narrow it
down much. Because they were all fucking
hypocritical and shit. And meanwhile I was
like "YEAH! What he said". And
then we fucking bounced. So we went to openprojects,
which was fine for the time being. But by
this point, we were fucking nailing down
like... 40 users and shit. And me, chad
and judge got to talking, and were like
"yeah Observers is gay." Gay all
day. Then we went to sleep. Then the next
day, we were all like "Fuck those guys."
And then we went to sleep again. This continued
for a couple of weeks. Finally I was like...
"FUCK THIS". But since I didn't
have any ideas, I just asked chad what he
wanted to do, and he said get our own network.
So we did. So we got some shells, downloaded
some sorry pieces of programming linux users
call IRCd's and cranked those bitches up.
Needless to say, that shit didn't work.
Took me a long ass time, and quite a bit
of help to get that shit to work. Finally
we got that all working, and never looked
back. Except once I looked back to take
a channel from Otherside. Because we were
far more pimptacular than their wack ass
scared-of-their-shell-stability-due-to-some-lame-ass-user-admins.
Here I'll insert a horizontal rule, because
I'm taking a break.
As I was saying... there I was...in the
middle of kicking ass, when BAM. Nothing
happens. So to this day, I'm still kicking
ass like I invented cheeks my damn self.
That was a year ago today. In that year,
we switched our IRCd a couple times, ironed
out some problems, and caused plenty more.
As far as I'm concerned, we accomplished
our goal. In all seriousness, I'm grateful
for the fucking kick ass people I've met
and made friends with in the process. We
have a channel on a network, in total control.
We don't put up with bullshit, because we've
been through too much of it already. All
you mother fuckers know who you are, on
both sides of the fence, and I look forward
to plenty more years of this shit.
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