Recently gotten into a cheezy RPG called Furcadia. It’s something you wouldn’t expect me to enjoy at first. Once you get beyond the fact that for the most part it’s a glorified version of AIM (And yes, I say AIM because it isn’t exactly an open protocol, but people have back-engineered it), and still damn fun. Some interesting folks on there, I’ll tell ya.

Theres a scripting language used on the maps you can make called DragonSpeak. The editor, which is a hacked up version of notepad, doesn’t work under WINE. The text gets garbled up when you try and work in it. So after some research, I find that all of the dragonspeak is kept in two files. I’m going to attempt to write a parser, make a GUI text editor, and have it set up like the modified notepad. It’ll probably turn into a mess, but it’s worth a shot.

And now, on to the Yahoo story.

Some dipshit cracked my mom’s yahoo account and changed all of the info. No lost-password recovery thing, because the birthdate, zipcode, secret question, etc etc were changed. We had gotten an e-mail saying the password was changed, with a nice IP at the bottom.

So, I take the e-mail and find the IP. I run some scans/traces, and find that we have a german (Or european, at least) windows user on our hands. (With plenty of services open. I dropped his IP into the nice happy cracker chat room. God help him. Yes, I know the IP could of changed to some innocent person by now. Shoot me.)

After half an hour of looking, I finally find yahoo’s god damn (long distance) number. I get a tech on the phone and start crying about it. He asks for my mom, so I give the phone to her. He transfers her to account security. I sit in the phone for 45 minutes (Poor phonebill) listening ot crappy music that sounds like it came from some shitty gameboy game (Pokemon music…gah!) and finally get a tech. She has my mom tell her the old information, which they have logged. She gets a new password. None of her groups were fucked with, none of her moderator powers abused.

So with that done, I proceed with trying to read the ISP’s german abuse page. After 20 minutes of translating stuff, I send them an e-mail. Shortly after, I get a reply saying that they pulled the bitch’s plug. (I love their service. Either they have some -really- good logs, or he did this a few times before.)

So, another win for the Owly.

Moral: Don’t fuck with my shit. It won’t end well for you.