Room 307, Sunday Evening
Jul. 3rd, 2011 05:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There really was nothing like a game of laser tag to put Topher in a hacking mood, he decided as he flopped down on his bed, still laser-suited-up with his pack and his blaser on. (He'd picked this equipment out for comfort; in fact, he could probably sleep in it if he had to. Not that he could think of a situation in which he would have to.) With nothing else to do and no one to bother on IM, he thought about maybe poking around some secret files. You know, just for fun.
The server he'd been investigating forhis evil overlord Peter had kicked him out... so maybe it was time for another go.
Before long, he was back clicking through IF files. Ah, laser tag and hacking. Throw in some horrible island craziness that would upset everyone and it would be a perfect day.
[[Open for IMs and visitors! Exactly what files he's poking through is NFB, but the rest is for your broadcasting pleasure!]]
The server he'd been investigating for
Before long, he was back clicking through IF files. Ah, laser tag and hacking. Throw in some horrible island craziness that would upset everyone and it would be a perfect day.
[[Open for IMs and visitors! Exactly what files he's poking through is NFB, but the rest is for your broadcasting pleasure!]]
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:16 pm (UTC)Yeah, no one could claim he played fair on games skewed toward the nerdy.
His computer gave a little chime at him, alerting to something odd in the network. Odd enough to get him to stop coding his latest project to take a look at it.
magnetsarescience: Who are you and just what do you think you're doing?
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:21 pm (UTC)And oh, look, it was a morally judgmental instant message. Just what he'd always wanted. He decided sarcasm was the best response.
brinkofgenius: Playing Chinese checkers. Why, wanna join?
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:25 pm (UTC)Tony frowned, sitting up properly as he typed back.
magnetsarescience: Oh, a troll. How lovely. I was getting bored for a moment there.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:36 pm (UTC)brinkofgenius: Oh, I didn't mean to bore you. May I reccomend a video game? Or maybe some kite-flying to pass the time?
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:41 pm (UTC)The other guy looked like James Van Der Beek. DNW.
magnetsarescience: You're so kind. Now run along, kid.
Because, you know, Tony clearly wasn't a kid. Really now.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:43 pm (UTC)brinkofgenius: Aw, please, Mom? Five more minutes!!!!!oneoneone11112four
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:46 pm (UTC)Tony smirked as he finished the last of the code to boot the kid from the school's server. It should keep him offline for the foreseeable future.
Unless he was really clever about getting back on.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:52 pm (UTC)Within three minutes, Topher had managed to get back online and send a number of inappropriate pictures to the guy who had booted him in the first place. Pictures that he had covered his eyes while locating because, you know, ew.
Sorry, Tony. Have some brain bleach.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 09:57 pm (UTC)Once he closed all those images, the only plausible response would be to send some wonderful music by Rebecca Black to constantly play on his new friend's computer. It wasn't a virus, but it was close enough to be annoying.
Silly white hat tendencies.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:01 pm (UTC)And then he sent Mr. Magnets Are Science a little program. A program that would install the Dusk online MMORPG. Have fun with that.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:05 pm (UTC)Tony removed it, making sure to clean up anything malicious that might have been included before getting started on a response. A few pop up ads might be annoying, but how about a few hundred at once?
magnetsarescience: I'm really more of a first person shooter fan, genius.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:12 pm (UTC)Topher cursed loudly enough to be audible even over the delightful (if ear-shattering) music, then pulled up the Task Manager to close all of them at once. Okay. What was worse than a few hundred pop-ups? Aha!
Topher zapped back a little script, nothing major, that would put all the program names on Tony's computer in Swedish.
brinkofgenius: Oh egentligen?
[[Google-translated LIKE A BAWSE: "O rly?"]]
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:20 pm (UTC)Tony frowned, pulling out his phone to change it back. At least this one was still in English. Then responded by altering the pop up ads to one particular website.
Then, for good measure, added something to shut down the genius' keyboard. Because someone here had a healthy sense of competition.
magnetsarescience: Desu desu desu desu?
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:30 pm (UTC)And then, for good measure, he did the worst thing of all: he sent Tony to TVTropes.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:37 pm (UTC)Once the computer alerted the first time, Tony had to fix that with extreme malice. And had to wonder about the kid's music choices. Because seriously.
Tony set up a few layers of firewalls just in case before sending a program hidden inside of a gif of pudding to record the keystrokes the other kid made.
magnetsarescience: Best you got?
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:42 pm (UTC)Topher triumphed over the firewalls fairly quickly and spent a solid minute watching the pudding before he retaliated.
brinkofgenius: Not even close.
Then, right in the IM box, he pasted the entire text of "My Immortal," and set his own computer to resend it every eight minutes for the next three days.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:51 pm (UTC)But that would defeat the fun of it.
magnetsarescience: Scary.
Drawing up a few of his newer designs for dealing with Mr. Fix, Tony sent a bot to distract him with the usual questions of: 'Hi, my name is Amber and I'm in your town.' and 'I'm soooo hot for you. Won't you come see me?' while he went looking for whatever this genius kid was after concerning Ender.
Because porn spambots were always fun.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 10:55 pm (UTC)But didn't. He wasn't that uncoordinated.
Once he recovered and figured out that the other guy was looking for what he'd been looking at, Topher quickly redirected him.
brinkofgenius: Thanks, but I'm not into girls with bad coding.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:00 pm (UTC)Tony went right back toward the files as soon as he worked his way out of the website. If boy genius there was going to work to keep him out, he was really going to need to work for it.
magnetsarescience: Guys then?
The next spambots directed Topher to a gay porn website that, had Tony been more aware, Ben was in desperate need of at the moment.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:06 pm (UTC)There was another high-pitched shriek coming from Topher's room, along with the sound of an aluminum can toppling off a table and across a floor. Considering all the wires Topher had in his
laircavedorm, it was a miracle there wasn't an explosion.He closed the terrifying website (whose images were now burned into his brain, thank you very much), put on a pair of headphones, and blasted an endless loop of FruitStories from his own computer as he tried to figure out how to keep this guy from seeing what he was doing. He'd found FruitStories to be particularly headache-inducing in the past. Hopefully, if this guy was at least in the dorm building, it would do its job.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:15 pm (UTC)Only Tony Stark would win a hacking competition by using porn to distract his opponent it would seem. And only on Topher Brink would it actually work.
magnetsarescience: I can keep going!
The bots changed again, blaring promises of a 'good time' if only he would just come visit their website. Oh baby, oh baby. He was almost there. Just a little more time...
...that was less dirty than it sounded in connection to his distraction methods. Honest.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:20 pm (UTC)brinkofgenius: THIS MEANS WAR.
It took him a few seconds to type up the program and read through it to make sure it was as perfect as he knew how to make it. Then, once he was sure that no one could beat it (at least, without being way smarter than him, and he totally didn't believe such people existed), he sent Tony a code to create the Blue Screen of Death.
brinkofgenius: Say goodnight, Amber.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:30 pm (UTC)Tony made an annoyed noise, fingers flying over the keyboard to correct each system before it could crash completely. He would have to save this once he was finished in order to... find a way to keep it from even getting a foothold in his systems. And maybe alter it as a back up in case of attacks.
Shhhh.
It took longer than he'd ever like to admit in order to get everything back up to optimal levels.
Then stretched his hands over his head before firing a worm right on back to gobble up anything worth note in boy genius' computer.
magnetsarescience: Oh, baby. Oh, baby. I'm so impressed by the size of your virus.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:36 pm (UTC)brinkofgenius: EW! Quit it with that!
...The dirty talk was still terrifying. He followed it up with a GIF of an obscene parrot meant to mask the new screensaver he set for Tony's computer: a video of a dog pooping on a baby. Classy as ever, Topher.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:41 pm (UTC)Tony was going to use this for evil, you know. It was necessary for the good of mankind.
magnetsarescience: Not a fan?
With that response, he added a pop up of a scantily clad woman blowing kisses. That would show back up each time it was closed.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:47 pm (UTC)This computer was going to need so much repair work after this war was over. In the meantime, he logged on as a guest to avoid the awful pop-ups. Rather than retaliating with something equally obnoxious, he had to ask a question.
brinkofgenius: Dude, I have to ask. Who ARE you? Did Peter put you up to this?
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:53 pm (UTC)DEAR GOD, TONY. USE THAT GIANT BRAIN OF YOURS.magnetsarescience: Is that why you were looking into information on Wiggin?
Someone was in Iron Man mode, it would seem.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:54 pm (UTC)brinkofgenius: Uh, I was playing Chinese checkers, so...
That should fix the situation.
no subject
Date: 2011-07-03 11:58 pm (UTC)He was Batman.magnetsarescience: And to answer your other question: Someone who has been doing this for almost a decade.
Because someone grew up in the lab with only nerds to supervise him. God help the world.
With that, Tony disconnected. He'd have to go find whatever it was about Ender that was so interesting when he was in his lab with all the nice defenses in place. And not just a laptop.