A Bat to the Face

A while ago, I spanked some kiddies and kept on spanking them till they ran home and cried to mummy. Then I started jumping all over their uber-cool leet rivals till they turned into mushy paste and started bleeding all over the place.

Well, while looking through the random crud on their site, something kept calling out to me.

A collection of stolen logins, passwords, IDs, mails, IP addresses....you name it, there was fun for all the family in there. Could we find out who created those pages and attempt to show them the error of their ways?

At that moment, I knew it was time to break out the beatdown stick one more time and see if I could have some fun.

As it turned out, the fun was plentiful. Jumping back a few directories from the stolen logins, I came across this:

"Please support me and motivate me to steal more accounts for you by signing up at this website CLICK HERE!"

.....oh man, I want to hurt you so badly. If you did indeed "CLICK HERE!" you were presented with this:

....blah-blah-blah. I'm still fuming over his "MOTIVATE ME TO STEAL, YAY!" thing, by the way. Anyhoo, Googling this moron turned up a veritable papertrail of information on this guy. So much so, that I was able to work out the location of one of his other websites that neither he - or any of his pals - ever linked to online. More on that later. For now, let's make a new friend and see what's going through his head:



...not a great deal, as it turns out. Why yes, Mr Random Stranger on the Internet who seems to know everything about me! I most certainly DO create Phish pages to order! At this point, I decided "To Hell with it" and just dropped in his password collection in a wonderfully upfront fashion that should have made alarm bells ring-a-ding-ding in his head.


....congratulations on signing the "I'm an idiot" forms. You'd expect more from a 17 year old, but oh well. Actually, it gets worse - turns out I couldn't cure this guy of "obsessive compulsive brag-about-it" disorder.


...yes, "Kewl!" Thanks, man. You've been a great audience. But now I have to scope out you junk. We already know about his password list site, and it's time to check out his (so he thinks) secret dump of garbage:

...mm, that's a tasty meatball! In amongst the drek, there were more stolen passwords, a weird (presumably "secret", because that seems to be all the rage with this guy) gaming clan, a couple of interesting exploits:

A stupid looking fake login page:

...some other random junk, and a page so irritating it made me want to punch the monitor:

...it's those three annoying faces, animated in a really random, blinking-on-and-off fashion over and over again. Gnaaaaah. Shall we make him a little uneasy? Yeah, let's do it.

...."why" indeed. Oh wait, I do believe he's about to realise he never links to that site, ever...



.....obviously when a guy shows up on your MSN calling himself "Batman", the first thing you do is wonder how he keeps finding your wonderful toys.

Sigh.

I got bored when he asked "How did you find my addy anyway", so with a mild sense of "WTF just happened there" sinking into our newfound pals' brain, off I went to whackjob his lame-o sites. Dropping bomb one....



.....and bomb two....

....I won't bother showing you the rest of the sites nailed, because frankly it gets a bit tedious looking at 404 pages after a while, but the biff-bam-pow went on for some time.

Now, I can't stress enough that this guy was so dumb, he was happily posting up all sorts of information on his sites, profiles, social networking accounts - the kind of information that tends to bite you on the butt when you're indulging in a little cracky-chan.

It's time for an ultimatum, beginning with a phone number and ending with his full name, age and hometown. He didn't guess what the phonenumber was, so I had to help him out:


..."Anime lulz", you're probably wondering? Well, he had a rather hilarious picture of himself on one of his websites. I decided to gimp around with his face for the purposes of this writeup and make it more hilarious.

....see, this is why you shouldn't let me near MS Paint. Shall we continue?


....at that point, he logged out and within a day or so, the rest of his websites were pulled. Of course, the threat of his local police station hanging over him probably helped - mind you, I took the precaution of contacting them a good few days before this conversation took place.

Oh dear, I seem to have failed to mention that to our hacking buddy up there. Whoops. Totally slipped my mind, honest.

It'd be nice to think they teargassed his flat and got to work with some good old fashioned care in the community policing, but for now, this guy has ceased all phish creation and password trading.

It's a start...