A few months ago I was busy preparing to move to a new house when I came across something from my past.
I was going through my belongings, trying to figure out what to keep and what to discard, when I found an old shoebox stuffed down the back of my closet. Curious, I opened it up and found that it was full of CD's. I flipped through them and realized that these were backups of files from over ten years ago.
I remembered that this was how I used to back up stuff before external hard drives became affordable enough for me to just start backing up with them.
I stopped packing and started checking out the CD's on my computer. They were mostly full of stuff I'd collected off of the net like mp3s, roms and animated GIF's.
I then came across a CD that was labeled 'Conversations with Pahn'. I stared at the CD with some reservation for a moment before loading it into my computer.
The CD contained a bunch of images, a couple of audio files and some text dumps from a message board. Looking over these files made me recall an incident that had occurred many years ago. It was an incident that had slipped from my mind until I saw that CD again.
Honestly, I was glad to have forgotten about it. It was a pretty freaky experience and to this day I still don't know what to make of it.
It was 2004, I was in my last year of high school and I spent most of my free time being an admin for an emulation message board.
It wasn't a particularly taxing job, I was one of three guys who were admins and the board itself was pretty niche, so we usually didn't get a great deal of traffic.
Back then there wasn't the bot problems you find on boards these days. Most of the time I just had to log in, check my messages, then browse through the forums to see if anyone was breaking any rules or just being a dick.
It was a pretty fun gig, I got the most enjoyment out of messing with persistent trolls.
Being an admin allowed me to change their avatars(I had pics of crying babies for such occasions) or edit their posts.
Usually I'd have them say stuff like "I suck", "I cry into my pillow at night" or my personal favorite "I left my brain in the womb".
Basically I used to get a real kick out of administrating justice on the board.
So one night a new guy registered to the forum and created a thread called "Need help to pull apart my nes".
The following is from that thread:
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