Yiazmat Vahn wandered into one of his usual haunts. Ghetto server, he thought, never gets any nicer. Oh well, I didn't come here for the company. I'm here for the markets. He sighed. I need to see Enzo. He'll have a list of hackers for me. He began to walk toward a particular house.
Yiazmat "Really? Hmm. You get used to it after a while. It's not like you can hack your way into a free night at an inn." Vahn gave a small chuckle. "Anyway, feel free to explore a bit, I'll meet you back here in an hour."
Yiazmat "Hmm. Boy, you brought that up suddenly. I have a tent in here." He patted the backpack.
Yiazmat OOC: Morning! BIC: "Hmm. That's an idea. We'll come up with the actual method over a period of a few days. That's all we really need to worry about for now.
Yiazmat "What I mean is, tricking him into doing something that the system would recognize as an attack to it, such as deleting the settings or a large amount of inhabitants at once. The most difficult part of that would be actually finding something important. But it wouldn't actually get deleted, the system would pre-empt and stop that." OOC: I have to hit the sack now, see you tomorrow.
Yiazmat "Major trouble." He paused. "Or, more specifically, we need to get the MCP to do something that would be considered major trouble. If we ARE the trouble, we can't get into Outcast."
Yiazmat Vahn smiled. "As I thought. Alright, I'll start from the beginning. When the MCP began his takeover of the system, there was one server that he couldn't get into: the area that had been designated by the Moderators as the place for people to meet when there was trouble. It was the only one with flawless protection, a code that even the MCP coudn't break. When the MCP took over, it registered not as "Trouble," which would open the server, but as a change in administration.It remains closed off because after the takeover was complete, the MCP deleted anything that could become a problem. As it stands, the landscape is battered, weathered, and bruised, and there are only a few Ai's there, all of which have been driven mad by the isolation. That's the meeting place for us rebels." Vahn grinned even wider. "There's only one way in: to stir up some trouble."
"You are correct, Lync. We need some connections." He looked around. "Did you ever learn the signifigance of Outcast server?"
Yiazmat "I prefer to think about it as living in a better dimension. I would be interested in seeing your workplace someday, though. Just to verify how bad it is. By the way, I found you a hat, so no one notices your ears. Probably not important, but there's a chance you'll need it."
Yiazmat A few minutes later, Vahn had stolen armfuls of food, all of which he crammed into a backpack which was hewn of a camoflage material. Despite the amount of items its owner placed inside, it was equipped with unlimited storage, and thus would suit all their traveling needs. The other hacked items were in this pack also. Vahn smiled. I remember putting hours and hours into the creation of this thing. The result is well worth it, and I continue to note that. "Alright, done! Let's go before we get caught."
Vahn chuckled. "Man, you inhaled that thing. I'll get right to work."
Yiazmat Finally, some other members :lol:
Yiazmat OOC Response: We may very well be. OTHERS, PLEASE POST BIC: "Hmm. Here's a granola bar I managed to nick earlier." *Hands Lync a granola bar* "I'll get some more in just a minute."
Yiazmat User: Yiazmat Name: James Hitori (Leader) Gender: Male Side: Lightwalker Weapon: Aldebaraan, a high-powered, super-accurate rifle Abilities: Shooting, low-altitude glides. Appearance: White hair, wears a black T-shirt and tan shorts. Minion: Ryo Tsubaki, devoted retainer. Expert with a sword and is loyal to James exclusively. Info: A famous sharpshooter who began life when the Light shone, he is difficult to best in a fight. He does only what he needs to in order to turn the tide of the war.
Yiazmat "I got that. So that's what we're fighting. Not like Fiends at all."
Yiazmat I managed to beat them. Just use Reflect a lot, and when you run out of MP, glide around the arena (Have your Final form maxed out for this) until you get it back. Then, when there's only about one of them left, just whale on 'em till you win.
Yiazmat "I definately picked up something like that," Tony said. "What are Heartless and Nobodies?"
Yiazmat OOC: Sorry, my internet died for unexplained reasons yesterday. BIC: "Alright. Done with that, now let's go get some munchies!"
Yiazmat "Pretty well. I've almost gotten through the firewall. It was their mistake to post the IP address on their wall," he said with a chuckle.
Yiazmat "I'll get to hacking. My life always improves when I'm working on a server."
