A Creative Challenge

Due to the large amount of boredom I have been experiencing of late, and given the fact that the Gauntlet is currently on a back burner while we try to figure out how to create a casing that will better accommodate our needs, I have proposed a challenge to Phuzzy to create a Future Daemon Hunter. Inspired by a Setting I'm making based Loosely on the now defunct HellGate London (not a particularly good game, but an awesome story) The Rules where decided as such

Male Character
30mm Base Limitation
Can have 2 single handed weapons and one 2 Handed weapon
WISIWIG Rules do not apply
Must be wielding his primary weapons
Light to Medium Armour types

Due date for completion including painting March 31

I will post pictures of both models when completed and put up a Poll to vote on which is better. The creator of each will be reveald after the voting is done.

PHONE FAIL

My Cell Phone would not charge a while ago so I sent it in for repairs. Got it back today YAY it charges, but For the love of GOOGLE why do they always have to fucking wipe the phone clean.

I mean really what do they just pass them all through a fucking electromagnet when the arrive at the workshop?

Did they REALLY HAVE TO 'format' the phone to fix a CHARGING UNIT ISSUE

Fucking hate you people, Cell phone repair people should have to deal with the customer that way they would give a rats ass about the data on the phone. NOW I have to try and get everyones fucking numbers again.

Evolution Of Power

Update on the Project

Well my camera's data cable still eludes me so no photos yet. We started hacking into the casing and the screen fits nicely, we are now however faced with an issue with the board. We are unable to at this time extend the ribbon cable on the screen so we have to modify and build new casing around this problem.

Gauntlet Arrived

The gauntlet just arrived, It is much bigger than I thought perfect. Will post an image of the deconstructed PDA and gauntlet later when I get home and can find my camera and Data cable

PROJECT G33KG34R

A friend and myself have taken it upon ourselves, given the tardy state of the world in its lack of awesome geek like stuff, no not the awesome l33t shirts and such and other novelties, but actual hardware. We are attempting to create an awesome device that I shall not describe in too much detail as we wish to patent it if possible at a later stage

I will however tell you that it is a form of PDA device but we hope for it to be customizable to the individuals needs

First steps I took for this project was to secure a casing for the system, naturally We do not yet have the skills or tools to create our own so good old plastic toys are going to be used hehe.

Second step I successfully managed to disassemble my old ASUS PDA and look at the components. I was pleased to find them all acceptable to my plan and I managed to reassemble it in working condition.

Once we start work I will post some photos

We These Bored Gamers

Given the amount of free time I have of late, I have decided to continue the Randomly updated comic I use to do with some help of friends. Currently Chaos Angel is the only other contributor. You can check out the comics on the side bar under We These Bored Gamers

General Report

Ahhh my efforts have been paying off. Most people do not bother me anymore and CCCCS has become a massive collection of piles of Chassis and monitors stacked all around me so I am nestled in a nice LUSER free shield.

Had only the general BS from lusers, although Who ever setup this network architecture should be found and shot, REVIVED dragged out into the street and SHOT REVIVED AGAIN thrown onto broken glass and SHOT REVIVED ONCE MORE and thrown into the Ocean THEN SHOT, AGAIN REVIVED made to clean up his own mess and then SHOT

Took me about 3 hours to figure out what they had done and FIX it so I could move all the Lusers from the now Defunct admin side into my local domain where I can throw shit at them when I catch them putting shit on my file server.

I have been excessively bored of late, so I have taken to going through users personal files on the file server, the files server is for WORK related files only so its fun to just delete this crap.

I have also taken a new approach to answering my phone. I choose to either just pick up and say nothing and see how long before they hang up, or speak like its a CB Radio doing the whole kzzzzzrt thing and all myself. Loads of fun.

Still no progress on finding a BADGER for my L.A.R.T.

HI MOM

-BNAFH

COPY/PAST/UNDO LUSERS A Feature in Life OS 2 please

Been a good few days, Monday the phone did not ring and was not suffering from off the hookedness or ripped from wall syndrom. Discovered Tuesday I did not have to work. Bonus. TODAY however began as such

I arrive at CCCCS and sit down. Phone rings instantly.

"IT Turn Off and On Again" *CLICK*
No such luck it rings again
"I CAN'T GET INTO MY EMAIL!?"
"Have you turned on your computer?"
"YES OFCOURSE!"
The luser is not getting it, I decide to step it up
"Have you cross checked the IPCONFIG results from the commmand prompt and the IP Associated with your machine?"
*click*
mission accomplished
I set up the laptop, load up eve. Crap another 4meg patch great now i have to wait 20seconds.
Eventually get eve up and running. Phone has been rining non stop but I know its all the LUSERS that seem to have failed to check there email for there new passwords of 38 Characters I assigned them.
Eventually one of the Lusers arrives at my desk to complain about the situation I explained to her that the new passwords are from head office but i will change her's just cause im nice. I send her new 45 character password to her email.

Accross the room LUSER 192.168.0.53 waves at me calling me over.
"What apears to be the problem?"
"I copied Pastel to my drive and now it won't work"
"You. Did. What?"
"Um copied past..."
My staring silenced her. She quickly rose from her seat and walked at excessive speeds away.
I reinstall Pastel onto her system and make sure that every folder on her drive has the phrase showmeyourboobz in it while im there. I decide also to force her pc to run an endless loop of command promt commands like dir /s in a window. Told her im running tests.

I retrun to my Command Station and continue with Eve. Occasionally glancing over at .53 to amuse my self as she tries to read the endless scrolling text that is set to always ontop

Telecomunication Error

Well its been quiet, most of the lusers have realised calling me results in strange things happening to their machines and have learnt the turn it on and off again method. So I have spent most of my spare time playing EVE just sitting around mining my own business, mining, its a pun.

Couple of calls about emails not working. Deleted there email completely seemed to solve the problem. occasional problems with the Internet, solved it by recalling the users pc for a day to run 'tests'

with all this LUSER Inactivity something was bound to happen.

Luser 192.168.0.177 comes to my desk. Now we have had some switch board issues this morning ill admit but what happened next was complete and utter LUSER mental processing.
"My Phone rings but when I answer all I hear is BEEEEEEEEP, and I can't phone out cause I hear the same BEEEEEP, but other people can pick up my calls"
"Have you checked to see that the cable is in correctly?" I ask as I witness a pirate pop my container of ore and steal the contents. A twitch in my eye is all that is noticible.
"Well yes ofcourse"
I send my ship to dock
"I will come take a look in a second"
I add telecommunications Repair to my CV. I eventually get up and walk to her desk and look at the phone. the 0 key has become stuck.
"I Know just waht to do"
"Really oh thats good"
I take the phone away and return to my desk
She will come around eventually to find out whats going on, until then I have a Pirate to find. I make a note to change her background to the scariest clown i can find.

Invalid Component Requested

I could feel my heart pounding as I flung myself up against the wall. I counted 4 of them as I swung around to the other side of the door. I waited, are they getting closer, I active reload and spin around the door... RING RING

I glare at the phone as I feel the RED OMEN fill up and hear my death. I carefully pick up the receiver and place it by my head phones and start firing wildly. Then just as carefully put it back on the hook.

I figured time to check the Email. Oh look Luser wants a new mouse. Well I'm sure i have one of those lying around, i believe I recalled about 30 of them the other day. Well seeming as how i have so many ill oblige. I proceed to LUSER 192.168.0.113's desk and notice all her cables are inside one of those horrible cable zips. I unplug her old mouse and hang it off the back of her desk to serve as a warning to any other mice. I then fill all 4 of her USB ports with some spare mice and leave them all there. More means better right.

Later that day I'm sitting at CCCCS it's hot. Been lugging scrapped computer parts out to the dumpster. A LUSER appears in front of me, I identify her as 192.168.0.218. She request my fan currently not active. I refuse she gets all huffy and walks away. Sigh. Really now some people just don't learn. I hop onto the file server and sift through her files. hhmmm nothing interesting here. I can fix that. I find my large zip fold called photos of cows that I collected for just such events. Nothing wrong with the pictures, its just strange when a LUSER seems to have 1000 images of cows standing around.

Ill be sure to make her private folder public before I go on lunch.

Negative Fault Report

Start my day off with a positive attitude, then I realised i was awake. Acquired Caffeine and glued another can to the coke can wall. If some one steals it this time Ill notice.

Been trying to restore a LUSERS files cause they magically disappeared, wonder how THAT happened. Phone rings
"Hello IT Have you tried turning it on and off again"
"Yes"
"Congratulations"
*click* phone rings again
"Hello IT Hav..."
"IT DID NOT WORK"
"...e you tried turning it on and off again" "YES! It did not work"
"I see, your name please"
once again a name is said and INSTANTLY forgotten.
"Yes 192.168.0.151 whats the problem?"
"My Email has not been working since yesterday"
"Perhaps your just not as popular as you believe"
there is dead silence
"Thank you for using IT Support"
*click*
A few moments later the phone rings, it has the "ripped from wall" problem again
Nope did not stop them IM window pops up
"I NEED YOU TO COME SORT OUT MY EMAIL" "Ill be around shortly"
about an hour later I arrive at 192.168.0.151's desk. She says
"Oh it is fine it is working now"
"Really how did you fix it?"
"I clicked send/receive"
I stare blankly at her for a moment. BURNING her face into my mind. I make a note to allow her access to Facebook after I install a keylogger on her machine. Returning to CCCCS I am sure to kick the network switch power plug.

Now back to those backups I'm sure .151 needs to have her files restored and replaced from 2 weeks ago.

ACCESS DENIED

Get to work today and find out the Marketing side wants to have some of it's machines moved around. Eventually I decide to go do it. Get there and kick everyone off there machines quickly move the boxes around power them up and leave. Noting down the changes so that I can update my IP Table and infrastructure diagram and to do something horrible to them all for making me do manual labour

I finally decided it was time to recall all the unused equipment on the Administration side, 6 people left last week, I like to think its cause of me. So I spent most of the morning doing that.

I return to my desk Now labeled and Dubed Command and Control Central Computer Station (CCCCS). Behold I see on my screen an IM from Base LUSER 192.168.0.123 "What Kind Of A HALF JOB are you doing here?" I sit for a moment and contemplate my response. "What appears to be the problem?" "Oh no its fine all sorted" "Such are my amazing IT Power" >close Window< >window opens<* "WE SET IT UP OURSELVES" sigh should have left it alone. I felt that .123 has irritated me enough to warrant getting up and her suffering alone is not sufficient. I rise up from CCCCS and slowly and unnoticebly walk over to the mains pannel and kill the power to marketing. I then wedge the panel closed and go bother the vending guy refilling the machine.

I idle my time there until i hear the phone stops ringing at CCCCS then return. .123 apears shortly after this. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE POWER!?" I look at her blankly. I then hand her a copy of my CV. She looks at it and throws it back on my desk. I stare at the scattered papers. she screeches "WHAT DO I WANT YOUR CV FOR!?" still staring sadly at my fallen CV I replied "Well, if you had taken the time to look at it you would see that I have IT Qualifications and no Electrical ones, making me the wrong choice of person to answer your question" she opens her mouth, shuts it and storms away.

I log a call with maintenance to come check the Mains Pannel as it apears to be jammed shut, and Take my Lunch.

New LUSER Installed

I arrive at work after my weekend of boozing, to be presented with a new LUSER. New meaning I don't know there IP yet. I soon discovered that she has worked here before and will be standing in for someone who left or died or I killed or left or something. I proceed to enable one of the machines and search the Userlist for her old Username and password.

By this time she has started talking to me in that typically annoying way LUSERS do about "the Internet" and "the face book" and the "double click" and "Windows sucks" At this point i said, "Really you also think windows sucks? wow we have so much in common tell me what other OS do you use? do you prefer a GUI Shell or are you a hardcore power user command prompt all the way baby." I had to hide my smile as I saw her brain go poof in the back of her head. I assigned her new password 4lly0ur842383l0n670u5m4k3y0ur71m3.

She wailed at the length of the password. I told her the password length is randomly determined by the length of time past since you last logged in. I then return to the sanctity of my desk. I discover my coke can collection has been removed from my desk. Darn I was up to 34. Guess someone was tired of me hiding behind it

I go to the staff room to begin my collection anew. As I return to my chair and sit down the phone rings. I answer.
"Hello IT Have You Tried Turning It On And Off Again"
"No I Have Not"
*Click*

A few minutes later it rings again. A different user,
"Hi this is SKREEEEEECH HONK BLARGH, you set up my PC this morning"
"Ah yes IP192.168.0.218 what can I do for you"
"Well I need access to this persons folder and I need email forwarded to me"
"No problem, Ill have it done in a second"
*Click*

I give her viewing access to the folder in question.
My primary goal in this position is to teach LUSERS proper error and requirement reporting. 192.168.0.218 made the mistake of not specifying Who's mail they wanted forwarded. I set up the POST MASTER account to forward all spam to her mail.

I take the Phone off the hook, put my IM on Autoresponse Out to Lunch and load up Baboviolent for another match.

IM User Idiocity

The phone ringing has begun to irritate me no end. Taking it off the hook solves the problem but people then actually COME to me with there problems> Something had to be done.

I spent many an hour searching, between Baboviolent and Parges and what ever else I felt i needed to do, to find a LAN Messenger. I then installed the app on the LUSER Machines and 'educate'them, if that's possible, in it's use. Now I can comfortably sit at my desk and ignore them at my leisure.

I did not however consider that the general LUSER has had access to MXIT and thus has a base understanding that these programs can be used to talk to OTHER LUSERS.

Soon I began noticing a large increase in net traffic. I decided to check my internal mail to see if my suspicions where correct. Yup, departmental head mails. Never good. I open up the first one "My staff are spending there time talking on this new application you put on instead of doing there work" the rest where of the same caliber. I moved them to My Important Mail box I call Trash and proceeded to script an email warning everyone that I am monitoring there activity on the messenger (pfft like I give a rats ass) and will be dealing out punishment as I see fit for any activity I deem unproductive.

I randomly select IP Address and Disconnect them from the network. With a message saying Error: Your system has been communicating to frequently with the server. This could be due to Instant Message traffic causing high data transit loads. Please contact your Administrator and Quote the following Error Code: 15H0ULD835H07 A few moments later a few IM windows pop up with these codes. So I re-enable there external network connections and consider the rate that such things travel to be enough to quell this rebellious activity.

I decide to check the internal mail again. What's this I see, A base grunt LUSER has mailed me. "What did you expect when you installed this program" Poor Poor IP 192.168.0.192 your work was so so close to being done for the year. I pull out the back up tapes from last week and write over her current files.

I felt this was not satisfying enough I quickly VNC into her machine and leave it there open, disabling her keyboard and mouse. I notice she was busy typing a message in the IM to a friend on non-work related topics.

I IM her and demand she cease this activity immediately and give her 30seconds to close down her current IM Window. Being unable to use her input devices, she phones me but for some random reason, lets call it "cable ripped from wall" reason the phone disconnects when I answer. 30seconds later I shut down her pc and remove lock her username.

I then send an email to her "I expected karma to sort it out"

No Keyboard Found Press F1 To Continue

I get to work on time as usual, sit down at my desk. The phone rings. I stare at it for a moment and it goes silent. I stand up. I sit down. The phone rings. I stare at it some more hoping for a repeat of events, no such luck. I check my chair for some sort of sensor that tells people I'm there. I find nothing. I write it up to IDIOT, I mean END USER super powers.

I decide to answer the phone seeming as the rest of the office is now staring at me oddly again.

"Hello IT Have You Tried Turning It On And Off Again" I drone out in the usual enthusiasm which has been drilled into me from previous jobs
"My Keyboard is typing in Capitals" the Luser replies
"Have you tried turning it on and off again"
"No, how do you turn a keyboard off?"
at this point I decide to care. by care I mean become annoyed
"Okay, who are you again?"
She rambles off her name, that I will never remember, I note down the first 3 letters and check the IP Chart. I note down the address on my Screw with later list.

"Okay what is the problem exactly?"
"When I type, everything comes out in Capitals"
"Is the CAPS LOCK light on?"
"No"
"Are you holding down the Shift Key Constantly"
"No, do you think I'm an idiot"
I move her IP Address to the Screw with Files List
"No You're just a Simple L user"
"A What, Local User, IT Term is LUSER, I understand your problem with this advanced technology, do not worry that is why I am here. Now let me get this straight, It types in Capitals, the CAPSLOCK light is NOT on, and your shift keys are not being pressed?"
"YES!"
"Okay press CAPSLOCK, tell me what happens"
"The Light goes on"
"And when you type?"
"It is typing in lowercase"
Agreed this is a strange phenomenon but I mean really, moving her IP to the Screw with Daily List.
"So what is the problem?"
"The light is ment to be on when it is typing in capitals, but now it is backwards."
"Okay does this really effect your ability to work?"
"No but it is annoying, you must come fix it"
"No it's fine I know what to do, with your left hand press down really hard on the right shift button, and with your right hand press down really hard on the left shift button. make sure you use the correct hands and do not let go. Okay?"
I hear her wrapping her arms around while she stays on the phone using her shoulder.
"Okay. Now what?"
"Now be sure you do not let go of the keys and restart your machine"
"What! How must I do That"
"Thank you For Using IT Support"
*CLICK*

She never called back, i assume this worked. I note it down in the Error log as a positive troubleshooting method for Reverse Capslock Keyboard Syndrome.

And then I blocked her access to the Internet and added man on dog pron to her list of favourite websites.