More late-night adventures...
Feb. 24th, 2004 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magedragonfireThere hath been more shenanigans as of late. ^^; The PnP RP of Fallout in the FoN guild has started up, and Rydia managed to nicely seduce the party's way into New Reno. Heh. Sex appeal goooood. XD It was fun - although we didn't get to fight anything - but that'll be for next time, I s'pose.
Friday, le guys managed to convince me to stay for the LAN party. I wasn't going to - I had planned maybe to just hang about until 5-ish or so, but nooo. ^^; They couldn't have that. So I stayed, wandered around, and took over other peoples' machines when I could (not having brought my own - it'd have been too old/slow/saddledwithcrappyvideocard to do anything but grab files from others) to play Unreal Tournament 2K4. Fragging = fun. ^^
After a bit of that, Trav and I got swept up by a party in search of b33r and other alcoholic substances. The pub, unfortunately, was closed off that night - the Psych department was having a Pub Night and stole away everyone's access to it. Damned bastards. XD After a quick conference, it was decided that Andrea, Rowan, Hans, and Noah would go raid the nearest liquor store, and bring it back for the rest of us to feast on. But where would this feasting occur? We weren't allowed the stuff anywhere near the atrium or comp. sci common room - Noah had vouched to Security that no one would be having any near there. A little bit of mental wracking later, and it was decided that the math common room would do - it was under a lock, but Hans knew the password, so we should've been able to get in with no problem. Off they went.
Meanwhile, we went back to the party, and checked out one of the 'movie' halls. In it, an X-box that had every ROM ever created (minus maybe 4 newer Neo-Geo ones) plus the emulators to play them, was hooked up to a projector, and thusly we had ourselves a nice big-screen multigame system. Travis and I immediately set out with a game of Bust-a-Move - one of the ones on the SNES. Nicely addicting... With the addition of three other people, we started having tourneys. I didn't do too badly, actually, hehe... Only one guy was able to beat me regularly.
After trying to find a four-player Bomberman (and failing) we went looking for other four-player games - and found Puzzle Attack, which is just BAM on another console. ^^;; Played that for another few rounds, and the absent b33r-gods finally returned, so to the math common room we merrily ventured.
Upon arrival, we discovered that the password apparently wasn't the same as Hans had remembered. ^^; There were five buttons on this lock, labelled from 1 to 5, and the combination needed you to press two buttons together, another different two, and finally the remaining one. It also adhered to a mathematic equation (figures), AB = CD x E. But after five attempts by the silly engineer to open it, we were stumped as to what to do.
Throwing a jacket to hide the stuff from the eyes of anyone who might happen to pass by, we stood around trying to come up with a second plan. I decided to play with the buttons on the door, on the off chance that I might inadvertently stumble over the password. There was only about 3000 combinations that it could have been, after all! XD
Brute force is a hacker's best friend, I soon discovered.
After a few unsuccessful attempts, I began to wonder what pattern might appeal to the mathematicians, and began something a little different from my first few tries. The first one didn't work, but the second... Two, and two, and one, and then reaching out to twist the doorknob, expecting the same click of locked-ness - but getting a full twist, push, OPEN.
Blinking, I looked at the knob for a moment, before looking over my shoulder at the gathering - who had gone dead silent at the sound of the opening knob - grinning fiendishly and giving a victorious whoop, and then dashing into the room, the others very closely behind.
After testing to make sure that I remembered the right combination, we settled ourselves into the couches, booted up the old gaming PC they had in there, and set in to the liquor. I was awarded first beer of the evening, for my efforts. ^^
After quite a few rounds of Tetris, the Incredible Machine, and Prince of Persia (Chris was trying, very unsuccessfully, to get past a certain spike-filled pit in that game for the better part of half an hour XD), we finally polished off the last of the stuff, left the cans and bottles in a nice neat row for the math-dudes to wonder over on Monday, and headed back to the party.
Upon our return, we wondered why there was a motorcycle sitting in the atrium (apparently one of the guys had driven it straight in, before putting it on display XD), threatened to beat Omar after he made a few remarks over Travis' and I's absence from the party, and I headed back to the X-box, which now had DDR (with pads!) hooked up. A few rounds later, in which I smoked even the people who were using controllers, I was declared the Dancing Queen, and I tried to proceed to teach Travis how to use the silly game. ^^; He sucked, quite awfully, having never played it before, but it was quite funny to watch.
Once properly tired out, I wandered around the fragging arenas for a while - they were onto Battlefield 1942 by that time - before heading back into the room to help set up an N64. Guess what we played?
If your choice was Bust-A-Move, congratulations! Damnit, three consoles, one game. ^^; Must get over addiction...
I really kicked ass in this particular setting, though - I think I was up to 15 games compared to Travis's 4 or so - before we had attracted another crowd, and the tourney began again. Jeremy was actually quite good, and pounded my butt into the ground with a couple of nice combos, but I think I managed to trounce everyone else. ^^;
There was even one round where it was deemed that interference was safe to use - I think it was me vs. one of the dudes' girlfriends - so I was pounced upon by Travis and Hans, shielding my eyes so that I was completely blind. After pulling their hands off of my face, I managed to deliver another combo that almost nearly screwed the other gal. They decided that I needed to be taken down, and that drastic times called for drastic measures...
And so, my ultimate weakness was discovered.
Travis test-poked me in the ribs.
I squeaked, and nearly dropped the controller.
That began a barrage of tickles, which ended with me crouched on the floor, backed into the corner of the room, glaring the GLARE OF DOOOOM at him, and the rest of the folks laughing at my extreme sensitivity to tickling.
It WASN'T FUNNY, damnit! XD
But I still managed to win that round of BAM. XDD She ended up doing something really weird, firing all her bubbles into a long column (maybe she was too busy laughing at me to properly place the things) and killing herself. ^^;;;
After watching a couple of episodes of Clone High (we had managed to set up another projector and speaker-system in the CS common room, after a bunch of wrangling with cords and placement of stuff), I headed out. Would've stayed 'til the morning, but mom would've gone insane had I not come home sometime before 4 AM. ^^;
I didn't leave until after the Mini sped through the halls of the ASB, though. Somehow, Johnson managed to get his friggin' car into the building. ^^; I don't think I wanna know how - but needless to say, there were tire tracks on the floor Monday morning, and many students wondered why they were there.
We're blaming it on the engineers. XD
The rest of the weekend was fairly mundane, after that, though... So no more blabbering from me. Lucky you!
Friday, le guys managed to convince me to stay for the LAN party. I wasn't going to - I had planned maybe to just hang about until 5-ish or so, but nooo. ^^; They couldn't have that. So I stayed, wandered around, and took over other peoples' machines when I could (not having brought my own - it'd have been too old/slow/saddledwithcrappyvideocard to do anything but grab files from others) to play Unreal Tournament 2K4. Fragging = fun. ^^
After a bit of that, Trav and I got swept up by a party in search of b33r and other alcoholic substances. The pub, unfortunately, was closed off that night - the Psych department was having a Pub Night and stole away everyone's access to it. Damned bastards. XD After a quick conference, it was decided that Andrea, Rowan, Hans, and Noah would go raid the nearest liquor store, and bring it back for the rest of us to feast on. But where would this feasting occur? We weren't allowed the stuff anywhere near the atrium or comp. sci common room - Noah had vouched to Security that no one would be having any near there. A little bit of mental wracking later, and it was decided that the math common room would do - it was under a lock, but Hans knew the password, so we should've been able to get in with no problem. Off they went.
Meanwhile, we went back to the party, and checked out one of the 'movie' halls. In it, an X-box that had every ROM ever created (minus maybe 4 newer Neo-Geo ones) plus the emulators to play them, was hooked up to a projector, and thusly we had ourselves a nice big-screen multigame system. Travis and I immediately set out with a game of Bust-a-Move - one of the ones on the SNES. Nicely addicting... With the addition of three other people, we started having tourneys. I didn't do too badly, actually, hehe... Only one guy was able to beat me regularly.
After trying to find a four-player Bomberman (and failing) we went looking for other four-player games - and found Puzzle Attack, which is just BAM on another console. ^^;; Played that for another few rounds, and the absent b33r-gods finally returned, so to the math common room we merrily ventured.
Upon arrival, we discovered that the password apparently wasn't the same as Hans had remembered. ^^; There were five buttons on this lock, labelled from 1 to 5, and the combination needed you to press two buttons together, another different two, and finally the remaining one. It also adhered to a mathematic equation (figures), AB = CD x E. But after five attempts by the silly engineer to open it, we were stumped as to what to do.
Throwing a jacket to hide the stuff from the eyes of anyone who might happen to pass by, we stood around trying to come up with a second plan. I decided to play with the buttons on the door, on the off chance that I might inadvertently stumble over the password. There was only about 3000 combinations that it could have been, after all! XD
Brute force is a hacker's best friend, I soon discovered.
After a few unsuccessful attempts, I began to wonder what pattern might appeal to the mathematicians, and began something a little different from my first few tries. The first one didn't work, but the second... Two, and two, and one, and then reaching out to twist the doorknob, expecting the same click of locked-ness - but getting a full twist, push, OPEN.
Blinking, I looked at the knob for a moment, before looking over my shoulder at the gathering - who had gone dead silent at the sound of the opening knob - grinning fiendishly and giving a victorious whoop, and then dashing into the room, the others very closely behind.
After testing to make sure that I remembered the right combination, we settled ourselves into the couches, booted up the old gaming PC they had in there, and set in to the liquor. I was awarded first beer of the evening, for my efforts. ^^
After quite a few rounds of Tetris, the Incredible Machine, and Prince of Persia (Chris was trying, very unsuccessfully, to get past a certain spike-filled pit in that game for the better part of half an hour XD), we finally polished off the last of the stuff, left the cans and bottles in a nice neat row for the math-dudes to wonder over on Monday, and headed back to the party.
Upon our return, we wondered why there was a motorcycle sitting in the atrium (apparently one of the guys had driven it straight in, before putting it on display XD), threatened to beat Omar after he made a few remarks over Travis' and I's absence from the party, and I headed back to the X-box, which now had DDR (with pads!) hooked up. A few rounds later, in which I smoked even the people who were using controllers, I was declared the Dancing Queen, and I tried to proceed to teach Travis how to use the silly game. ^^; He sucked, quite awfully, having never played it before, but it was quite funny to watch.
Once properly tired out, I wandered around the fragging arenas for a while - they were onto Battlefield 1942 by that time - before heading back into the room to help set up an N64. Guess what we played?
If your choice was Bust-A-Move, congratulations! Damnit, three consoles, one game. ^^; Must get over addiction...
I really kicked ass in this particular setting, though - I think I was up to 15 games compared to Travis's 4 or so - before we had attracted another crowd, and the tourney began again. Jeremy was actually quite good, and pounded my butt into the ground with a couple of nice combos, but I think I managed to trounce everyone else. ^^;
There was even one round where it was deemed that interference was safe to use - I think it was me vs. one of the dudes' girlfriends - so I was pounced upon by Travis and Hans, shielding my eyes so that I was completely blind. After pulling their hands off of my face, I managed to deliver another combo that almost nearly screwed the other gal. They decided that I needed to be taken down, and that drastic times called for drastic measures...
And so, my ultimate weakness was discovered.
Travis test-poked me in the ribs.
I squeaked, and nearly dropped the controller.
That began a barrage of tickles, which ended with me crouched on the floor, backed into the corner of the room, glaring the GLARE OF DOOOOM at him, and the rest of the folks laughing at my extreme sensitivity to tickling.
It WASN'T FUNNY, damnit! XD
But I still managed to win that round of BAM. XDD She ended up doing something really weird, firing all her bubbles into a long column (maybe she was too busy laughing at me to properly place the things) and killing herself. ^^;;;
After watching a couple of episodes of Clone High (we had managed to set up another projector and speaker-system in the CS common room, after a bunch of wrangling with cords and placement of stuff), I headed out. Would've stayed 'til the morning, but mom would've gone insane had I not come home sometime before 4 AM. ^^;
I didn't leave until after the Mini sped through the halls of the ASB, though. Somehow, Johnson managed to get his friggin' car into the building. ^^; I don't think I wanna know how - but needless to say, there were tire tracks on the floor Monday morning, and many students wondered why they were there.
We're blaming it on the engineers. XD
The rest of the weekend was fairly mundane, after that, though... So no more blabbering from me. Lucky you!
