Thursday, 18 February 2010

I am bad at hacking...

They're right. It's true what it says on the box. Being paranoid has never been so fun.

I started out simple. Y'know just stealing a few files and sending them to my client. Carefully cover my tracks by deleting logs. Bouncing the connection all over the world from my gateway. The suckers never even knew it was me.

I connect to my the Uplink internal service system. On the mission list, "Change social security details for my client". This is the big one. I flexed my fingers and started up the trace tracker. Whenever you start to crack a system they can trace you. If you disconnect before they get the trace the signal disappears. I run the proxy disable so its ready. Proxy stops you deleting logs. I bounce my signals across public access servers before connecting to my target server.

The proxy disable gets halfway before they realise I'm cracking the system. Starting the password breaker and give it the most CPU usage. Got the password!

I search the records for 'Paul McEvoy' change some details before saving the changes. Now to delete the logs. You should've seen me I got rid of all four entries, disconnected and then sent an email to my client tell me I'd finished the job. That's 7700 credits thanks. I think my Modem needs upgrading..

Uplink is ruthless. No manuals. No second chances. It taught me to touch type by threatening me with the CIA. Seven seconds can separate you from riches and utter destruction.

Uplink is a fantastic game.

Tuesday, 16 February 2010

Right....

No stupid introductions i'm just going to jump right into this...

This is ridiculous. I'm standing on the edge of a cliff face, rain lashing down onto my face and all i'm wearing is a pair of stripy boxer shorts...WHAT? How did this happen? I'm not really sure how I got here but all i can think is, This is so not appropriate...

I can see the sea pounding against the waves far below me. I pull of sort of pained expression. I don't know whats happened or why but I'm going to need an explanation soon...or.. i'll. throw myself off this cliff wearing nothing but a pair of stripy boxer shorts...wait...NO! THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT!

Bugger. I'm falling off the cliff before I know it. I'm crashing towards the jagged rocks at the bottom I'm falling I'm...

SLAM! Owww... a thin trickle of blood is coming out of my nose. I'm lying face down on my bedroom floor wearing the same pair of stripy boxer shorts.

Dear Subconsciousness,
RE: Better Dreams