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Shadow
Registered: Apr 2002
Posts: 212 |
"urban legends" from the scene
So i was sitting here reminiscing about the old days, and started thinking about some of the "urban legends" of sceners that went around in those days. For example, back in 1989 or 1990 I think it was, I heard from a friend who had heard from someone else (etc.) that to join Horizon as a coder, you had to prove yourself in a kind of initiation-rite by coding a 32-sprite multiplexer DYSP straight from scratch with the other guys standing behind and watching you! :D
Another one, also involving Horizon (these guys had kind of a mythical legend status, at least in Sweden in the late eighties/early nineties) was the story that some guy was walking around a demo-party (I recall it was Light-Phenomena 92), and passed someone with a glenz-vector running on his screen. The guy stopped and laughed "Ha, that glenz-vector is tiny and running slow, you must suck at blitter-coding". Then he looked down and saw to his amazement that it was not an Amiga, but a C64 that was running it, with a Horizon guy sitting behind the keys.
Anyone else have any stories to share? :)
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Sander
Registered: Jan 2002
Posts: 372 |
Quote: Death of Mr.Wax
Indeed.. |
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Sander
Registered: Jan 2002
Posts: 372 |
Here's a personal one.
I was visiting some Venlo meeting, must've been 92 or so, wearing a long jacket with an anti-nazi badge on it.
Some guy approaches me all of a sudden, quite drunk apparently, and starts asking about that badge. 'What do you have against nazis' he asked, today i realise he wasn't really interested in discussing these things with me ;) So when i responded about human rights etc, he suddenly kicked his head in my face - i fell, perhaps passed out for a sec, and my face was covered in blood. The 'fight' ended there.
After getting mental support from most visitors, even his own german friends turned against him - and my brother (Ixon) persuaded him into giving his excuse to me, which he did. Doubt he really ment it, blaming it on being drunk, as i understood his german friends told him he could walk home if he didn't.
My memory is quite fuzzy, forgot most details.
Still no idea who that was.
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Edit: Not an 'urban legend'.. but i'll leave it here anyways. |
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WVL
Registered: Mar 2002
Posts: 677 |
Also not an urban legend, just a nice anecdote.
I remember Spectator and me wanting to go to our first foreign party, and we decided to go to one of the Radwar parties (I believe it was in 1993 or 1994).
When we arrived at the trainstation we realised that Spectator did not have his passport and that we couldnt get there by train, because we couldnt pass the border.. So we decided to go the nearest train station in .nl and try to travel by bus from there...
So there we were, looking at what bus we needed to take and we found out that there were no busses whatsoever going across the border.. We took the bus going closest to the border, got out and started walking...
After about an hour walking, we realised we had no idea where we were supposed to be going, where we where at that moment and that we had no idea how the *fuck* we were ever going to get to the party. Also we had no map.
So we kept walking..
and walking..
After a couple of hours, a car passed us, and after a minute Spectator said "Wait a minute, wasn't that Splatterhead?!". Ofcourse the car didnt stop and after walking some more hours we magically arrived. I still can't believe that we managed to find the place, but prolly we were just following some fat germans in leather jackets.
It turned out that it *was* Splatterhead in the car and that he had recognized us and wondered wtf we were walking in the middle of nowhere for...
I don't remember that much more (apart from sleeping and puking behind the disco speakers and the fact that fat unshaved germans in leather jackers are gross), since the german G*P guys gave us too much alcohol.
No clue how we ever got home again also :D |
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WVL
Registered: Mar 2002
Posts: 677 |
OH! Some other nice story about HCL and bitterballs..
It must have been 1995 or so when David was working/studying in Germany and came over to Savvy's place when we were having a private party. This was when we introduced him to the infamous Dutch delicacy that are bitterballs. Basically they are deepfried balls of mystery meat.
It was such a joy to David's taste buds that he insisted on taking home a box (which you are supposed to keep in the freezer) on the trainride back.
I'm still horrified at the idea of 'melting' bitterballs in David's luggage.. (@ David : did you ever eat those?!) |
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Ninjasbane
Registered: Apr 2005
Posts: 168 |
Ah, here is another one I remember from back in the day...
Phreak BBSes had the power to send an electrical charge through the phone lines and destroy your modem and your computer.
Some BBSes even made this claim on their new user screen. Complete bunk, BTW.
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Cresh
Registered: Jan 2004
Posts: 63 |
Urban legend or not.
I was told (or read somewhere) that Censor guys after Brutal & Hurricane Summer Party 1992 told the organizers
they beat the crap out of them if they did not get promised compo prize?
They have got the money and noone else. |
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Carrion
Registered: Feb 2009
Posts: 75 |
in 93 or 94 some people were talking that i'm too young too pixel (actually i still look too young to my age ;))
and all my pictures were pixeled by my dad.
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Groepaz
Registered: Dec 2001
Posts: 4242 |
whats your point? are you still claiming that that isnt the case ?! =P |
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Jazzcat
Registered: Feb 2002
Posts: 759 |
Cresh, hahah... I wouldn't put that past some of the Censor guys, particularly Dr.Cool |
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Slator
Registered: Jan 2002
Posts: 192 |
Quote: Urban legend or not.
I was told (or read somewhere) that Censor guys after Brutal & Hurricane Summer Party 1992 told the organizers
they beat the crap out of them if they did not get promised compo prize?
They have got the money and noone else.
it is true, the Censor guys (who actually looked very scary in their skinhead clothing) forced the orgas to pay their money or they trash the partyplace.
The reason behind it was that some Scandinavians (don't remember who it actually was, maybe FLT) "hooked" up to the public phone in the mainhall and were calling some US-boards to leech the latest warez. The orgas said they had to pay for it, so there wouldn't be any prize-money left.
Wasn't it the party where someone fall from the roof right onto a hall stand in the entrance of the hall? The sample of the fall was used in some demo, which I don't remember right now, maybe starion?
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