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Contents
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[1] Acidflux's Story Time Hour
[2] Taking Over Fred Meyers by PLA
[3] I Call From Sweden You Have Kodez For Me?
File List
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lsrv .sh Listserv Unix Script by Acidflux/Bluesman
anirvan .gif Anirvan Chatterjee, Violated Sysadmin
satan .dic Satanic Password Dictionary
E-Mail Address - delirium@cyberspace.org
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Once upon a time (around March I think) a local sysop challenged me to
crack his friend's password on the local high school (Monte Vista,
monte.mvhs.srvusd.k12.ca.us, running Ultrix v4.1). So I get in, get
root (sysop access), and look at the password file. Unix passwords are
scrambled with a one-way encryption method. Say your password is "fuckchop".
It's stored in the password file as "hdVcOLOsIcvLE". When you login to a
unix system instead of decrypting the password it encrypts what you type
in and matches it with the stored encrypted password. So to crack passwords
you need a program such as CrackerJack that will go through a long list of
words (a password dictionary). I couldn't crack the guy's password so I
deleted his account and told the local sysop there never was one
(situation averted). So I make a few accounts, Bluesman gets on the system
and we start looking through people's mail (this is where that "Chia Pet"
letter from Delirium Issue #4 came from) when suddenly a root account
(chatter) starts paging me. Here's a log of the ntalk conversation with
"Anirvan Chatterjee" (formatted for the sake of reading):
[Connection established]
Me: May I help you?
An: chan? Elizabeth?
Me: Yes?
Me: Have we met?
An: This is Anirvan, I believe...
Me: Anirvan! How are you?
An: Oh fine...do you see me listed as "root"?
Me: Yes, why?
An: oh...I was doing some routine syadmin stuff, when I saw you logged in...
Me: 10:00pm on a friday night eh?
An: what else is there to do on a friday night?!
Me: Yeah, I guess you're right.
An: well, i have friends online i talk to, and then tere's other fun stuff to do...
Me: Yeah, I'm new to this, you know how that is.
An: of course...
An: where are you coming in from?
An: an online service? a commercial carrier?
An: ccnet's probab;ly t
Me: Yeah, I have an account on there, why?
An: where? I mean, what's your email address?
An: there...
Me: Scall@ccnet.com
An: coolness...
An: Geez....hate how those lines keep overlapping (type control-L t
Me: Yeah... say, doesn't it bother you in the slightest I have root?
An: say what?
An: you have root?
An: please explain..
Me: Well, I'm going to format your winchesters.
Me: Just business, nothing personal.
An: errr...who is this?
Me: Hehe, I'm just kidding! Internet humor.
An: errr, yes.
An: Charlie?
Me: What? This is Liz.
An: I'm sure.
Me: y0ur c0mput3r h4s b33n b0rd3d by th 3l33t3st 0f th3 3l33t!!@#$!!
An: that's so nice to know.
Me: r3sist3nc3 iz futil3!!
An: yay.
An: I'm so impressed.
Me: Wanna see a neat trick?
An: not really, so Charlie,
[Connection closing. Exiting]
# removeuser chatter
Enter login name for user to be removed: chatter
This is what the entry in /etc/passwd looks like:
chatter:.bplovnCwERio:337:15:Anirvan Chatterjee,CPR2,(510)837-7507,
:/u/students/chatter:/bin/csh
Is this the entry you wish to delete? y
Working ...
User chatter removed.
Do you want to remove chatter's home directory,
all subdirectories and files (y/n)? y
You should have backed up chatter's files if you do not wish to lose them.
Are you sure that you want to remove chatter's files (y/n)? y
Deleting /u/students/chatter
.oOo.
Then I kill all his processes and change the root password. Again,
situation averted. 10 minutes later he unmounts the drives.
The next morning he tells the computer lab who did it ("Acidflux, Bluesman
and Deadlocke [aka Silicon [)ragon]"... like I said, I made a few accounts
while I was on) and that we hacked in to use thier link to the Lawerence
Livermore Labs (local nuclear facility... anyone read The Cuckoo's Egg?).
On top of that Bluesman logged in from a New York system so Anirvan starts
talking like MOD was after his ass (This was in the California Bay Area BTW).
That afternoon Anirvan gets a call from a Monte Vista freshman named
Brett Nelson posing as me. He says "This is Acidflux, you will recieve a
call at 9pm tonight" along w/ some veiled threats and whatnot. They
recognized his voice and kicked him out of school (I think this story has a
moral in it somewhere). A couple months later the system is back up and I
find this article on Anirvan's Webpage (http://192.188.37.4/~anirvan):
"Beyond Wargames"
by Anirvan Chatterjee (`95)
Net historians record the sudden increase in destructive net
activities after the release of Wargames (the seminal cracker-as-hero
movie, the tale of an antisocial nerdy 80s teen equipped with a modem
who stumbles onto the secrets of a corrupt military establishment (see
also, Sneakers)). Those were the days when cracker and darkside
hackers were truly dangerous only to government and corporate America.
Well, think again. While corporate network security has increased
severalfold since then, the massive growth rate of the Internet won't
be able to extend the same degree of protection to newcomers unable to
obtain the best protection money can buy. I speak from experience,
having gone through two such cases recently, both very close to home.
Everybody probably knows about the cracker intrusion into Monte
Vista's computer network. (You don't? The Reader's Digest Condensed
Book editionI was online at Monte Vista from home on a Friday night
when I saw someone else, a friend of mine, logged in too. I tried to
"talk" to her online, but she didn't respond. So I was doing some
routine system maintenance, when I saw a strange call to talk from
someone logged in as the system operator--but I was the system
operator. Oh well, I ignored it, until my friend finally agreed to
talk to me. She seemed rather confused, didn't understand who I was. I
tried asking her what she was planning to do this weekend. Suddenly,
she burst into a rant along the lines of "I am elite! I broke into
your system! Hahaha!" By this time, I'd realized that "she" was
somebody who had broken in under that account, and broken into the
system operator's account. We did some online jousting, (by now I had
Charlie Hsu, speaking voice, advising me on the fax line) until I
managed to remotely shut down the Monte Vista network, but only to
find that he'd deleted my account, my email, my projects, my web
page--everything. Talk about playing the martyr for my system. (Yes,
yes, the proper authorities have been contacted, and they're working
hard, trying to catch the evildoers.) Anyway, there's my story. Now
you can laugh at it.)
But after all that, who to blame? The cracker, certainly, but also the
cluelessness of the newbie system administrators (including yours
truly) who just didn't know enough to implement current and effective
security measures. That, and insecure usage habits on the part of so
many equally clueless users ignoring even the most simple warnings
about password security (a computer network is only as strong as its
weakest password). As long as the Internet keeps expanding at such
furious rates and the age, maturity, education, training, and
all-around cluefulness of the average user keeps declining, this will
keep growing as an issue.
Net.access is getting easier and easier to obtain, and security
measures from many established, otherwise clueful net.folks are being
correspondingly toned down to fit the minimal effort/maximum personal
gain philosophy of many coming online for the first time (the same
type of people who will break every point of net.courtesy to get
information, rather than checking documentation, FAQs (Frequently
Asked (and Answered) Question lists), or contacting their local system
administrator). (For example, Microsoft Bob's password protection will
automatically let you change it if you guess incorrectly three times
in a row--even a four-year-old could get past that kind of
protection!)
I found out very recently that my Internet carrier's security could be
easily compromised, not online, but through what crackers call "social
engineering"--by breaking in through their customer support. January
31, someone posing as the cracker who broke into Monte Vista called my
house and left me a voice message instructing me to wait for a call at
9:00 p.m. if I wanted to recover my password. I tried dialing into my
account, and found my password to be invalid--someone had changed it!
Of course, I didn't believe that the caller was who he claimed to be
for a second--he had pronounced my name correctly. Nobody ever
pronounces my name correctly after having only seen the spelling, so I
knew it had to be someone who knew me. And who had something against
me. I listened to the message again (the idiot had done me a huge
favor by leaving a long snippet of his voice digitally recorded for me
to listen to again and again) when I realized who it was--an annoying
Monte Vistan I'd busted and kicked off the Monte Vista network a few
months ago, for some truly unsavory activities he'd gotten into, all
the system rules he'd violated. I contacted my Internet carrier's
support staff, and hooked up with a rather clueful administrator, who
traced the breakin. I was informed that someone calling in from the
local dial-in node had accessed my account (when I had been hours away
from the nearest modem), and deleted all the files in it. Damn! Damn!
Damn!
As we retraced the cracker's steps, we found that the [please
substitute a handful of your favorite explicit pejoratives here] had
unsuccessfully tried to access my account at 11:00 a.m. (why wasn't he
at school during 4th period? note network knowledge has little
correlation with common sense, intelligence, or academic achievement),
then spoke to someone on the support staff between then and 1:00 p.m.,
convincing them that he was me. Then the "helpful" support staff
changed my password for "me," as soon as the intruder was able to
pronounce my name correctly, and give them my phone number and
address. Once he had BS'ed his way past their safeguards, he then
asked them to change "his" password for him, as he had "forgotten" it.
Devious little [choose your own again], eh? Then a little before 1:00
p.m., and again at 1:40, p.m. he logged in under my account, with the
new (now changed) password. He went through all my files. Then he
deleted everything: my saved mail, my notes, my projects, my backups.
And as if that wasn't enough, he then proceeded to browse through
through my email. By this time in the conversation with the tech
admin, I was seething. Luckily for me, the guy was able to restore
most of my files and mail from system backups made the Friday before.
So I didn't lose too much, but that's beside the point. I felt so
violated. Nobody should be able to go through my email and files,
reading and deleting at will, invading my privacy; there's a world of
difference between system operators doing routine checks, and
intruders breaking in as part of some sick revenge fantasy. So I
registered several "secure" codewords with the support staff (my
mother's maiden name, etc.) that they would have to get from anyone
calling for support under my name. And that was that.
Yes, yes, the cracker, a (now "former"?) Monte Vista student, has been
caught and arrested, for his numerous ugly computer-related crimes
(physical theft of computer equipment is a rather silly idea if you
want to stay on the good side of the law), and I have the oddest
feeling I may have seen the last of him. But it's not the [yet another
pejorative here] himself I'm so concerned about, as much as the trend
he's running on. Online interaction has become so easy and widespread
that it seems as if anybody with something against you could take
action against you. And the more business that we conduct online, the
more dangerous it is (I've purchased several items directly on the
Internet over the course of the last year, using unencrypted credit
card numbers--dangerous, I know.) From mailbombings and anonymous
flames, canceled postings, forged mail or postings, to outright
electronic intrusion, almost anything is possible. Take Kevin Mitnick,
the recently captured master cracker who infiltrated sites in the
hundreds, from the accounting records of Netcom (the nation's largest
Internet Service Provider, and very possibly the least-liked (for its
anarchic administration and dumbed-down service)) to the Well,
arguably the coolest and most respected Service Provider in America,
the home of the Net's "cultural elite" (synonymous with its technical
elite). News reports say his breakins weren't "personal." God help
anybody who pissed him off. Interestingly enough, at least three
movies about the Internet are now filming. One of these is The Net,
about someone who's very identity is tampered with when police,
credit, and other identity records are all altered. As technically
improbable as the plot is, the concept is definitely sound (recall the
case of the vengeful phone phreaker who rerouted his parole officer's
home phone to a (900) sex number). This stuff doesn't just happen to
other people. Let the netizen beware. Tough times lie ahead.
An aside: Don't let this article scare you into not getting online.
Accessing the Internet is a fabulous experience, and not akin to war
as my words might lead you to believe; it just requires some common
sense. As long as you have your wits about you, and aren't afraid to
turn to manuals or your friendly neighborhood system administrator for
help, you'll be OK. Interested in getting online? Do ask me, or
someone else with online experience for help. I love helping people,
but I'd much rather be able to help someone before s/he actually
commits her time and money to problematic, expensive commercial
networks.
.oOo.
Then I find this followup letter:
Dear Geek-meister:
Enjoyed your latest issue. A couple of philosophical and technical
notes you may wish to ponder:
(1) Re: Anirvan's tome on Internet security, There's a consistent
assumption that the crackers he describes in the article are male. How
did the author know? Did "he" write about hunting giraffes? Use locker
room humor (actually, I've heard enough qualifying material from
females during stints at MV to dispel any such assumption)? How many
readers just read along and assumed, along with the author, that the
"perp" wears pants (oops), make that Jockeys (nope) boxers? (yikes),
buttons left over right (okay, I think).
My purpose here is not to pick on AC--indeed, I think his energy,
intellectual curiosity and considerable erudition in publishing
Paradox are really laudable. I just think we should all ferret out,
consider and overcome creeping sexism wherever we find it.
.oOo.
Sorry if this has been more self-glorifying than informative but after
seeing Anirvan's side of the story I had to type this up. I'm going to
go have a coke and a smile so I'm ending the story here. Watch out
for that creeping sexism.
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The Phone Losers Of America Present
Taking Over Fred Meyers From The Comfort Of Your Own Home
This is a little incident that happened while I was living in Portland, Oregon
and a few people said I should write about it so I am so be happy. Most people
who don't live in Portland have never heard of a Fred Meyers so I'll tell you
what it is first. It's like a big chain of big stores in Portland. I'm not
sure exactly where else in the United States they exist but I had never seen
or heard about one until I moved to Oregon.
Take a Wal-Mart and a very large grocery store and add a few extra things and
you've got a Fred Meyers. They've got a huge grocery section, lawn & garden,
a huge hardware store built in, electronics, music, software, videos, a deli,
sometimes a big built-in eating area and a lot of other things that I'm
probably leaving out. All in all it's not a bad store but that didn't stop
what I did to them.
Keep in mind that at the time all of this happened the employees of Fred
Meyers were all on strike and they had a bunch of temporary people working in
the stores and nobody there really knew what was going on anyways so that just
added even more fun to the whole event.
The Discovery:
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Me and my girlfriend (Colleen Card) were walking around the Fred Meyers
located at Gateway Shopping Center, shopping and eventually got separated.
Since I walked all over the store and couldn't find her (not surprising seeing
as how the store is the size of a mini-mall) I figured I'd pick up one of the
paging phones that are located on posts every few isles for employees and
announce all over the store for her to meet me in a certain place.
I found the phone and picked it up and looked at the HUGE list of all the
different departments they have to choose from and finally found the All Store
Page listed at 1800. So I dial 1800 and hear a loud click throughout the store
and I annouce, "Colleen Card to the toy isle. Colleen Card!"
While I was waiting for her, though, the Matchbox cars got really boring by
myself (Justin's dad, the kid I met and was playing with, made him go home) so
I wandered back over to the phone and noticed that all the department numbers
were in the exact same format as the all store paging number. Electronics was
1296, Hardware was 1693, etc, etc. So I wrote down the two phone numbers
listed on the front of that phone and put them in my pocket. Colleen arrived
and we went home to a supper of Burger King Whoppers. Yeah.
The First Phone Call:
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By now I had this big horrific plan in my head that I was pretty sure wouuldn't
work but I knew I wouldn't rest until I tried it so the next morning while
Colleen was at school I went back to the same Gateway Fred Meyers to test it
out. (Gee, have you figured out what I'm doing yet?) I went to the pay phone
that's located in a foyer entrance type thing and boxed a call to the inside
of the store.
"Fred Meyers customer service, may I help you?"
"Yeah, this is Dave in electronics. Could you transfer me to extension
1800? I can't get it to work..."
"Okay, just a minute, please!"
I hear the funky Fred Meyers hold music for a split second and then total,
dead silence. I hit the "*" button and hear it echo inside the store... So I
look around the foyer and there's a few people inside with me so I can't
really say anything loud. Instead I start playing "Help Me Rhonda" on with the
touch tones and my musical masterpiece echos throughout the entire store.
I couldn't wait any longer for the people in there to leave so in a low voice
I start muttering into the phone, "Fuck you alllll...You're all going to hell.
I will kill yoooooou, I am Satan......." Now you'll have to excuse the total
lack of creativity with my first Fred Meyers speach but I couldn't talk very
loud and besides, I was excited that this actually worked! I decided to go
inside and check out the reactions so I hung up.
The reactions weren't that great when I first got in. Walking by the photo
section I heard a customer exclaim to an employee, "Did you hear that crazy
guy??" But the employee wasn't too talkative so that didn't get anywhere. When
I got to the Deli, things were considerably more active there. A guy in a suit
(didn't look like a manager, but who knows...) was talking to another
important looking guy (security?) and the suit was pissed!
I went over to the Deli and pretended to look at the menus so I could listen
and they were talking about me. I heard a few things to the effect of, "Well,
Dan's looking around for him right now." and "If I catch the little fucker..."
It turned out that they thought some kid in the store had picked up a paging
phone and done it all. Then I noticed a few guys patroling the isles with
2-way radios on their belts. Typical security dudes. So I got bored and went
back home, waiting for Colleen to get home.
The Twenty Minute Broadcast:
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Later that evening, around 6:00 I had already told Colleen that I'd succeeded
and wanted to try it again so we picked up the phone in her room and called
Fred Meyers. Again I got the service desk, asked to be transferred to extension
1800, got hold music and then dead silence.
The first thing I yelled into the phone was, "DON'T SHOP FRED MEYERS!" That
was the big slogan in town that the employee who were on strike were using so
I thought that would liven up the whole strike thing and if nothing, make the
local papers. I put on my Good Morning Vietnam CD which starts out with Robin
Williams yelling, "Goooooood morning, Vietnam!" and plays the clips of all his
best radio stuff, including all the foul language and bad jokes.
Then I played a few good clips from The Jerky Boys's first cassette and started
paging people to different departments of the store. After about twenty
minutes I hung up the phone so I could call back and make sure I was really on
the paging system and not just talking to myself like an idiot. So I called
back.
"Fred Meyers, customer service. May I help you?"
"Could I have the shoe department, please?"
"Hold please!"
After about a minute of waiting, I finally got the shoe department. I told the
lady I was Dan from security upstairs and asked her if someone was playing
with her phone there on the paging system.
"Oh no, sir! That wasn't from this phone. They think it was kids in the
food isle. The security guys are looking for them right now..."
The Two Hour Broadcast:
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I thanked her and hung up. Now we knew we were getting through okay so I
called them back and once again asked customer service to connect me to
extention 1800. By this time I guess she had figured it out because she wouldn't
connect me so instead I asked her to connect me to Lawn & Garden. When they
answered, I had them connect me to 1800 with no problems.
The only thing I can't figure out is why when I was in their system they
couldn't somehow get rid of me. Why couldn't they shut off their all store
paging system? Why couldn't they disconnect the speakers? Why couldn't they
pull the plugs on the phone for a second and then put them back in? Why
couldn't they just hang up on line two? Anyway, here's a breakdown of what
our two hour broadcast consisted of:
1. Various type of store pages including....
"Customer Service to the sexual toys isle!"
"Customer Service to the anal lubrication department!"
"Customer Service to Customer Service! We don't know what we're doing!"
"Attention K-Mart shoppers! Don't shop Fred Meyers!"
"Al, clean up on isle 5. Some stupid bitch just spilled her fucking milk
all over the fucking floor, the stupid cunt!"
"AT&T, Please deposit 25 cents..."
"I need a price check on this vibrating cream."
"Security to isle ten. A lady is testing out the douches again."
"Security to isle seven. That little boy is stealing Froot Loops..."
"Security, monitor register two. BARBARA is working again."
"Hi, my name is ROY and if you find a furry watermelon, that's my gerbil!"
"Chris Tomkinson is the bestest, coolest guy in the world! Cactus?"
2. Colleen's Story Time Hour. She read a bunch of children's books and changed
the wording around to make them quite demented and gross. (This is where
PLA024.TXT came from, by the way...)
3. Harmonica Hour! Together on harmonica we didn't sound that great but that
didn't stop us...that alone probably got rid of most of the shoppers.
4. Voiced our opinions of political issues.
5. Told very anti-religious and racist jokes. (We're not against religion and
not racist people, we were just trying our best to offend everyone.)
6. I played my favorite songs over the store via the local radio station, KUFO.
7. A special announcement by RBCP: "Ladies & Gentlemen, may I have your
attention please...At this moment I'd like you all to direct your attention
to the individual working in Lawn & Garden. She is the very person who
screwed up and allowed us to take over your paging system! Not that bright
of an employee if you ask me but hey, we're dealing with Fred Meyers,
right? So ma'am, if you haven't been fired yet...Thank You!"
8. Colleen sang "I'm a Little Teapot" while I yelled "Fuck God!", then she
started reading off phone sex ads. Then poetry.
Transferring The Call Ourselves:
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Me & Colleen went to Gateway again. After getting on their paging system so
many times, they must have put out a big-time security alert or something
because NO department would transfer us anymore so now I HAD to get it just to
show them. Here's what we did...
1. We find a phone in Isle 13 and write down the extension number off of it.
2. I stay there and Colleen runs out to the pay phone.
3. Colleen boxes a call to Fred Meyers and asks customer service for extension
1625, which is where I'm standing.
4. My phone begins to ring. I pick it up, dial TRANSFER, 1800 and hang up.
5. I run out to the pay phone and we say a few things into the phone such as
"Ha, ha! We got through! Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!" and other assorted
immature things.
6. We get kind of bored and go home. But it WORKED! Ha!
A few days later we called from home and asked to be transferred to extension
1625. A stock boy picked up the phone and we told him exactly what to press
and we got on again. They'll never win.
Interview With The Security:
---------------------------
After that night it got sort of boring. I was a little upset that none of this
made the papers and we never got around to doing it much more after that. Once
while Colleen & her dad was in another Fred Meyers shopping, I got in and
made a few announcements, played a few touch tone songs, etc, but their system
was messed up and they couldn't hear me very well.
So one day I'm hanging around the Portland PDX airport because I have nothing
better to do. One thing has led to another and I'm sitting at a pay phone,
using the fingernail clippers that I stole from the gift shop to splice open
the wires to the pay phone. (They wires were just shoved up under the pay
phone wall and easy to get to. I had access to three different phones,
including my own.) I didn't mean to, but instead of just stripping the outer
cover off the wires, I cut it totally in half. I quickly learned which phone
it was when the Japanesse girl next to me looked distressed, started yelling
something urgent in the phone, then hung up and went to find antoher phone.
Whoops?
So I finally get my phone and the phone next to me successfully hooked
together. I called Zak and explained to him what I'd done. Then I patched in
the other dial tone and called Fred Meyers in Beaverton. We had no problem
getting in to their all store paging. We fucked around for awhile on their
system and got bored with it so Zak used HIS three-way to call up the
Gateway Fred Meyers. We asked the customer service lady for security.
"Security, may I help you?"
"Yes, this is Roy from the Orgonian Newspaper. I was calling in regards to
your problems that I've been hearing about with your paging system?"
"Well, sir, that's a problem that has been taken care of. Is what was
happening is some kids were dialing in from the outside..." Blah blah blah,
he rattled on for awhile.
After he babbled on for awhile and I asked him some more questions, I asked,
"Sir, are you aware that you're participating in a four-way phone call and
right now as we speak, our voices are echoing throughout the bowels of Fred
Meyers in Beaverton? Now, you say that you're security for Gateway Fred
Meyers, correct?" The line was totally silent after that, then it clicks and
he's hung up, probably franticly calling Gateway to find out if it's true. I
then made an announcement, "Yes, shoppers of Fred Meyers, this is the kind of
intelligent people that you're dealing with every day, shopping here!"
We hung up and Zak called Fred's back to ask the lady if we were really on
the system. She verified that we were so we asked to be transferred to 1800
and she told us to please hold.
"Security, may I help you?"
"No, she must have misunderstood us. We didn't want security, we wanted
extension 1800 so we can frollic around your paging system freely!"
"Well, sir, I don't think that's going to happen."
Another incident with security happened when I called security from Clackamas
Town Center, just out of boredom. (The very mall that Tonya Harding likes to
skate in, by the way! Boy, do I feel important.) I called Gateway security and
had a long conversation with the security lady. I told her I was the one
responsible and she said, "I know, I have the same number on my Caller I.D.
here." which is bullshit because I'd never called Fred's from that Mall.
"Well, ma'am, did you think what I did was funny?"
"No, not at all, actually."
"I bet you smiled, though..."
"Well, yeah, until you started getting vulgar. You really upset quite a
few shoppers here."
"That was my plan, though."
"Why?"
"Because I have no life."
Afterwards:
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I know the story just kind of ended there and didn't really have any kind of
point to begin with but I thought I'd write it to see what you think. (Which
is probably that we all need to get a life.) Since that day we've been on the
paging systems of various stores around Portland, saying pretty much the same
things each time. It actually gets old after awhile but it's really fun at
first. I severely shocked the shit out of myself trying to hook another pay
phone to my original two so don't try that unless you're wearing big rubber
yellow gloves! It never did make the paper that I'm aware of and the strike is
over and things are pretty much back to normal there. So if you want to call
Fred's and try it yourself, feel free!
K-Mart uses a similar phone system nationwide but I never have been able to
get into their paging system. Actually, I've never been able to get into any
other store except for Fred's so please mail me if you get anywhere with
other stores. Wal-Mart, perhaps?
Phone Numbers:
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Gateway Fred Meyers...............................................503-254-7905
Beaverton Fred Meyers.............................................503-690-5823
Rockwood Fred Meyers..............................................503-669-4600
There's a billion others in Portland, but those are just the ones I have
listed and I'm too lazy to dial information. The paging code for most of them
is 1800, but Rockwood for some reason is 800. If you want Isle 13 at Gateway,
the extention is 1625. (Talk to a dumb stock boy!) I don't encourage actually
doing this, but think it would be funny as hell.
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==== Log to Disk, 05/02/95 at 21:12 ====
ATDT 689-8620
CONNECT 2400
Enter number or name or 'NEW'
NN: =HAMBURGLER
Unknown user.
Enter number or name or 'NEW'
NN: NEW
ANSI graphics support detected. Use it? NO
Special F/X System information
Hardware:
This system runs on a 8088 XT with a 40 meg hard drive, mono monitor, and
an internal 2400 baud modem.
Software:
MS-DOS v5.0 running 4DOS command interpreter v4.01
World War IV (WWIV) BBS software v4.23 by Wayne Bell
WWIVnet software version 33
This BBS has been around for .. a long time, I guess about 3 years. It all
starts running together after a while, being a sysop and all.
Special F/X BBS new user information
Please read this:
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This bulletin board system (BBS) is a privately run system. The system
operator (SysOp) can not be held liable for any damages incurred from using
this system. Also, be aware that E-Mail on this system is not to be
considered private. The SysOp may grant the ability to read e-mail or to
see a user's account information to any person he wishes at any time.
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As a new user of Special F/X BBS, here's some basic etiquette guidelines
that I (and pretty much any sysop out there) would like you to follow.
- Do not attack or "flame on" other users in the public message bases.
Keep private arguments to e-mail.
- Don't send offensive posts or e-mail through the network.
- Don't post in all capital letters.
- Don't take jokes too seriously.. smile.
Thank you for calling Special F/X BBS. The most important rule here is..
..enjoy yourself!
Your SysOp, Ivan (AKA Stingray)
Enter your country (i.e. USA).
:SWD
Enter your handle/alias or your real name.
:HAMBURGLER
I'm sorry, you can't use that name.
Enter your handle/alias or your real name.
:H4MBURG13R
Enter your first and last name.
:Betty Kregan
Enter your VOICE phone no. in the form:
###-###-####
:911-T0-31337
Enter your street address.
:31337 Kode Abode
Enter your city (i.e Los Angeles).
:Krackow
Enter your state (i.e. CA).
:DK
Enter your zipcode as #####-####
:9116734565
Enter your DATA phone no. in the form.
###-###-####
:800-PIRATE-1
What's your favorite radio station?
(hit <ENTER> if none)
:666
Your gender (M,F) :F
Month you were born (1-12) : 01
Day of month you were born (1-31) : 40
Day of month you were born (1-31) : 66
Day of month you were born (1-31) : 2
Year you were born: 1902
Year you were born: 1903
Year you were born: 1904
Year you were born: 1905
Known computer types:
1. IBM PC (8088)
2. IBM AT (80286)
3. IBM 80386/80486
4. IBM PS/2
5. Apple 2
6. Apple Mac
7. Commodore Amiga
8. Commodore
9. Atari
10. Other
Enter your computer type, or the
closest to it (ie, Compaq -> IBM).
:5
How wide is your screen (chars, <CR>=80) ?
:
How tall is your screen (lines, <CR>=25) ?
:
Select a default transfer protocol? YES
Enter your default protocol, or 0 for none.
Protocol (?=list) : ?
Q: Abort Transfer(s)
0: Don't Transfer
1. ASCII
2. Xmodem
3. X)modem-CRC
4. Y)modem
5. B)atch
6. Z)modem
Protocol (?=list) : Q
Random password: YZQGU9
Do you want a different password (Y/N)? YES
Please enter a new password, 3-8 chars.
:HACKQR
1. Name : H4MBURG13R
2. Real Name : Betty Kregan
3. Callsign : 666
4. Phone No. : 911-T0-31337
5. Gender : F
6. Birthdate : 01/02/05
7. Computer type : Apple 2
8. Screen size : 80 X 25
9. Password : HACKQR
A. Street Address: 31337 Kode Abode
B. City : Krackow
C. State : DK
D. Country : SWD
E. Zipcode : 9116734565
F. Dataphone : 800-PIRATE-1
Q. No changes.
Which (1-9,A-F,Q) : Q
Please wait...
Your user number is 295
Your password is HACKQR
Please write down this information, and
re-enter your password for verification.
You will need to know this password to
log on to the system.
PW:
Ivan's here...
wow... you're z0 31337
y0y0y0 1 c411 4 d k0dez eye 4m 31337 h4qr fr0m sw33d3n!!! g9v3 m3 d k0dez and
d 0 day!!!
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..... wow so are you 14 or 15?
13 b10+chz
hmm.. so why are you calling here, hey, do you know steev buttowick?
i c4ll t0 asK iF u w4n+ t0 b3 tH3 WHQ 0f d McD0naDlz Cr3w?!!!?? w3 r 31337
hacqerz!!!
hmm.. just a sec, let me consult my 31337 hacqerz guidelines
0k c0u1D eYe g3+ 4 c0pY?
well it says on page 2158 not to give out copies to lamerz tho
eYe 4m 31337 haqer so i c4n g3t iT,,, i r3gis_3r3d iT!!!
whoa.. well hmm how do you expect to get validated here? I mean are you cool
enough to validate without even knowing who you are?!
eYe kn0w wh0 eYe 4m... eYe 4m n0T sTupiD th0ugH eYe giV3 mY info 2 kn0w 1!!!
hey could you do me a favor and type regularly? it looks cool but you go
REALLY SLOW... anyhow well everyone else here gave me there info, and in fact
theres hardly anything illegal to do in the first place here, and few people
have access to private info THEREFORE i think you should tell me who you are
eYe liV3 iN Sw33den ok .. so i don't know how 2 tyoe regularly... so i just
want to hck you k-k00l board...
Tue May 02 20:19:12 1995
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Tue May 02 20:19:12 1995
coo
Tue May 02 20:19:12 1995
coo
Tue May 02 20:19:13 1995
cool! you wanna hack my board huh? did you get that file "wwiv.txt" on how to
hack WWIV boards? just gonna wing it? intrinsic knowledge of Bell's code? or
are you just going to ask nicely if it'll let you in without me saying it's
ok?
ok h0ld on
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c eYe 4m 31337 h4qer
whoa! only an elyt hackkkker couldve got that
i mean WELl, i sure am impressed.. i mean.. theres only 10,000 of those on the
internet... whoa
yer cool.
eYe will get u ... ph34r me check out this 31337 nfo i gotz on your system!!
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Happy Valintines Day! This file is for all of you wanna-be cool system hackers
and crackers but don't have the slightest idea what you're doing. Well here's
your chance to be a real hacker. In addition to the axe method, I've included
some secret WWIV commands that even Wayne Bell might not be aware of. Cactus?
Tools You Need:
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(1) Ladder
(1) Ax (or hedge trimmers if you want to be creative)
(1) Sysop you don't really like
What To Do:
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Log on to your hated WWIV board under a false alias and start chatting up the
sysop. Be really nice to him and ask for your own sub and upload a lot of
files and offer advice on ways to better his board and just be a really,
really nice guy.
After you gain his trust, find out through social engineering when him and
all the other members of his family are going to be gone for an hour or so.
Stake out across the street and wait for him to leave.
Now, when they're all gone take your hacking equipment to his house. Use the
ladder to climb up to his window and shatter it with your ax. (The window,
not the ladder.) Climb into his room. If his room is in the basement, walk
downstairs. Of course, you could have just broken into the basement window
but that would have been too easy and only a true dedicated hacker would do
it this way.
Find his computer. If someone is logged on hit F10 to go into chat mode and
type, "I'M SORRY BUT I'M GOING TO HAVE TO LOG YOU OFF SO I CAN HACK THIS
BOARD." Log the loser, I mean user off and proceed to hack. Hold the ax high
over your head and bring it down with as much force as possible on his
computer to hack a big gash in the middle of it. Hack all of his WWIV backup
disks, his monitor and his keyboard. Oh, and the modem. Hack everything that
has to do with WWIV to bits.
After you're all done hacking, you could format his C: drive although it's
not really neccessary. Now you can brag to all your friends about what a cool
hacker you are. Take your ax and go home. Call his board and see if it answers.
Trouble Shooting:
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If his board does answer when you call it you've obviously done something
seriously wrong here, possibly broken into the wrong house. Go back and finish
the job, but be sure to check and make sure you have the correct address.
Please contact me and let me know if this method of hacking works on other
types of bbses other than WWIV or if you have any problems with this method.
I've personally only attempted the "axe" method on WWIV and it's been
successful every time but there's a rumor going around that perhaps this will
also work on VBBS, Wildcat and Citadel software, but some modifications may
have to be made.
Secret WWIV Commands:
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We all know what an amazing programmer and hacker I am. While passing a rainy
day last week I was looking through the WWIV program and source code and
noticed a number of flaws and back doors throughout the program. Perhaps
Wayne Bell is trying to pull a fast one just so he can get free access anywhere
or destroy computers of sysops he doesn't like or something, I don't know, but
there was definately some really odd stuff in there. Here's a breakdown of
what I found. Keep in mind that I've called WWIV bbses around the country and
all of these "secret" commands seem to work in most every version of WWIV.
1. From the main menu if you hit [CTRL] [R] [O] [Y] and stomp on the floor six
times REAL HARD you'll get a DOS prompt. From there you can do anything you
want to the victim's hard drive.
2. From the main menu type /OCEAN for a super-secret ansi music menu. This
does a lot of really amazing things. This is for real.
3. WWIV has a built-in virus command that can be activated by any user, even
with a SL of 10. From the main menu type "//I AM A TOTAL LOSER" with your left
hand only. If you use your right hand in any way, the virus will backfire in
a very bad way. Oh also, if your nose is pierced, DO NOT ATTEMPT THIS. I won't
get into why, though.
The virus will turn the outside casing of the sysop's computer bright orange
and will kill off any smaller life forms in his house, including dogs, cats,
fish and all the house plants. It will also cause the sysop's front doorbell
to malfunction for a few weeks and cause the top left drawer in the sysop's
desk to stick alot.
4. While transferring any file, repeatedly hit [CTRL] & [C] until the transfer
aborts. A split second before it aborts, though, type "booga booga" and flip
the computer's power switch on and off quickly fifteen times. If you get a
message saying something like, "System failure" don't worry. This is only a
part of the back door. This trick allows you to read all the users' private
mail.
000hh shit you know!! aahhhhh i fear you uber hacker!!!
c eYe 4m 31337...
n000 no more...
Chat mode over...
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NO CARRIER
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