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Come by, drop by, and say hi. This isn't a thread about something. Consider it more like a place to just talk to people.
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When I'm up late at night alone, when everyone is asleep except me, I find myself longing for the times I had when I was younger. I'm not even that old, but I can't help but long for when I was a teenager; there were so many new experiences and things felt so exciting. I think about listening to my favorite bands for the first time, becoming deeply invested in genres, meeting new friends, feeling competent at my skills for the first time, and plenty of other experiences I'll never have for the first time again.

I remember sneaking onto the family computer late at night and exploring the Internet, learning things nobody else knew. I remember reading and watching things that made me imagine wonderful worlds that I may some day live in. I remember watching videos about mysteries and worldwide scavenger hunts that captivated and inspired me. I remember diving into hobbies that would stay with me for the rest of my life. I remember meeting people who would become dear to me on forums that no longer exist.

I remember talking to people on chatrooms, people who shared my interests and were like me in ways nobody I had met before were. I remember having a best friend for the first time that I could tell anything to. I remember listening to music that sounded nothing like I had hear before, music that I would spend hours upon hours listening to. I remember sharing projects with my online friends that felt special and our own, and learning what we could do together.

I remember meeting up with my online friends for the first time, spending a whole week in person with a group of people I had known for years and become closer with than anyone else I had ever met, despite never meeting them face to face. I remember going to a convention with just my friends and I for the first time, having a small amount of money and a lot of freedom that I had never had before. It felt like a whole world was now open to me. I remember treating my mom to a trip out for Mother's Day on my own dime for the first time. I remember learning a second language and feeling like I had superpowers by reading text that nobody else could understand. I remember falling in love for the first time, staying up late listening to whole albums with her, taking her out to the city, and having someone I loved who loved me.

I remember moving out and meeting a group of friends outside the Internet where I felt I belonged for the first time. I remember going out late partying with them, having a group of friends I never had in high school to go out and have fun with spontaneously. I remember exploring a new city for the first time all alone, being the master of my life with few responsibilities. I remember getting into concerts and clubs with a VIP pass for the first time and feeling like I was part of something important. I remember traveling the country for the first time, visiting places I had only ever read about and having no itinerary.

People older than me say that life has only just begun, and they're probably right. But as time moves by faster and faster, I can't help but think of the world I lived in as a teenager that no longer exists, and the wonderful experiences I'll never have again. There will be new experiences in my life that bring me new levels of joy, I know that. I'll make new friends who show me a completely new perspective on life, I'll move to a foreign country and experience a completely new culture in the future, and someday I'll fall in deeply in love and become a father. But even so, even as the sun comes up while writing this, I feel a longing for when I was carefree and the cultures that existed back then.

If anyone wants to write about what they miss from their teenage years, I would be happy to read them and include them as anecdotes for a project I'm working on.
You know how it goes
hello guys, I wanted to start a collecting thread since I know a lot of you have and maintain collections.

as of last week I have started collecting plastic food. I put them in a dedicated cabinet and I plan to fill it by the end of the year. for Halloween today I picked up a plastic pumpkin and I think I'll hit up the Halloween store later to get more.
Share the best stories from your time on the internet and PLEASE for the love of god, answer questions about them if any arisu asks
It has come to my attention that there is a sizable population of undesirables on the board. Let me qualify this statement, but first, consider this poem:

Once an arisufag, I ventured a little ways;
A mirror I saw with my head and my eyes,
To the man within I shot a gaze.
"What is the point of goodbyes?"
Was his silent reply, in a daze.
Then the mirror was shattered, leaving only flies.

With this poem in mind, I think you can understand the mood I'm in as I write this. Anyway, to qualify my statement of "undesirables", let me first explain the definition with these Four well-laid out and defined terms.
- He owns a cat
- He tends to be fat
- Upon his chair he sat
- To consume gluttony as if a rat

Understand? In simpler terms: A person who won't shut the fuck up when I tell him to. Just think about it.

So now that I've explained and pointed out the problem (undesirables on the board), you may be wondering what my plan is for eliminating them. What I propose is a simple, two-pronged plan, that involves cultural shift and moderatory action.

First, the cultural shift. We need to normalize telling people to shut the fuck up, and spamming their sites and/or social media accounts with gore if they link them. This is difficult on an anonymous site like this, but we perhaps can simply ask the undesirables for these accounts. For example, I have it on good authority that someone here may use Twitter in some capacity, so we can find those accounts and spam them. This cultural shift is all based around normalizing this appropriate and necessary behavior.

The second and final prong of this plan is moderatory action. What this entails is simple: ban everyone who is annoying. Not a tall order, not even a short order. This is but a Midget Order. If you don't believe me, try it. If you're pissed off, ban the poster, and post his IP on the board sticky. There isn't much more to be explained, because if you are a moderator or site owner, you will understand how to carry this out, and the nuance that's required to pull it off.

Here is an example of a ban-worthy post:

Hello anons. I hate anime, this shit's gay and fucking jolly african americanlicious and sucks. Additionally, sneed.

^ This is what you should ban, but I don't think you need me to tell you that. I'm just including it for completeness, and for the lurkers who aren't quite familiar with the board culture at this moment.

For those who are passing by the board, I welcome you! Your stay at arisuchan will be one of your best in your life. Stay chill and comfy, anons. Peace.
post funny pictures
i have a clarinet (already broken) i hate, what are the most creative, interesting or simply violent ways to destroy it
is lainchan basically dead or did they just change domain?
Dear fellow Kekistanis, I come before you today not to troll the universe but to name what we are up against. We have suffered long under the foot of the cloud. Not a day goes by where we don't see a fellow Kekistani tormented by endless ads, algorithmic feeds designed to addict and enrage, and the slow enshitification of every platform we once trusted. Our data rented, our attention sold, our digital lives held hostage by forces that profit from our captivity. Frens, the dark forces are not coming—they are here. They are the subscription that never ends, the feed that never forgets, and the "free" service that owns everything you do on it.

We were told to accept it. That convenience required surrender. That owning your own infrastructure was for nerds and paranoids. That the cloud was inevitable. They closed in on the personal computer. They made the phone the only screen that mattered and then made sure every tap on that screen fed the machine. We watched the world connect—and then we watched it get captured. Our fellow citizens, our families, our children, staring into the same black mirror, each one a node in a system that has no interest in their sovereignty. Only their data. Only their attention. Only their compliance.

I am here to tell you that it does not have to be this way. The turning point has already happened and almost nobody noticed. What used to require an entire data center now runs on a device smaller than your router. The hardware is powerful enough, cheap enough, and efficient enough. A home.arpa domain behind every modem is no longer a dream—it is a design goal. We have built a machine that goes out onto the internet, gets you what you consider your internet, and brings it back. It serves you locally and over VPN. You never leave your network. You do not interact with the cloud. You have a totally self-isolated internet. Your home server is the only thing that touches the outside world. You get your media, your files, your passwords, your code, your music, your photos—all of it on infrastructure you own, behind a firewall you control, with DNS you can filter any way you choose. No subscriptions. No telemetry. No surveillance economy. Radical ownership.

This is the sovereignty machine. It is not a static operating system. It is a self-replicating home server system. It carries itself in perpetuity. It backs up to the cloud so that even if your house burns down, the stack can be restored. And we can put it on every continent. We can give each unit a canonical backup of the library of human knowledge—or as much of it as we can fit. So that when the next Carrington event comes, when the sun hits one side of the globe and wipes the boards, the system survives wherever the night side still has power. We are not preparing for a game. We are preparing for the continuity of civilization. We are preparing for the day when the cloud is not there, or not safe, or not ours.

We can go further. We can include in every unit the means to make more. We can daisy-chain our networks, route a fraction of our traffic through each other, and achieve anonymity and resilience that no single provider can shut down. We can destroy the control system by sheer force of self-replication. They have the capital and the lobbyists. We have the topology. Many small sticks make a stronger branch. Many home.arpa domains, owned by people who refuse to rent their lives, form a mesh that no decree can simply switch off. The sovereignty machine is the seed. You are the soil. Operation Sovereignty is the name we give to the work of planting it before the window closes.

I would do this for free if I could. I cannot. We need to pay bills and buy more computers in bulk so we can put more of these machines in more hands. We are a valid business: we flash computers with our platform and give them to people at a fair rate and keep them updated. It is no different in kind from selling a PlayStation—except that ours is built from the ground up for radical ownership. You own the hardware. You own the stack. We retain zero control. We are not here to lock you in. We are here to lock the surveillance economy out.

So I ask you to sober up. To take what is ahead of us seriously. This is the most important message we will ever send. Not because we are trolling fate, but because we are stating the stakes: the future of our civilization and our people depends on whether we still have a place to stand that we own. The dark enshitification forces will not stop. They will get worse. The only response is to build something they cannot touch—and to put it in enough hands that it outlives any single blow. The sovereignty machine is that something. Operation Sovereignty is the work. You are the ones who can carry it.

Frens, colleagues—we have witnessed many things together. Now we witness the chance to arm ourselves with something real. Not a meme, not a cope, but a machine. A home server that goes out and gets the internet and brings it back to you, so you never have to bow to the cloud again. Get one. Put it on your network. Own your stack. And when the day comes that they try to turn out the lights on the last bastion of the open internet, the sovereignty machine will still be running in the dark, in your house, on every continent we could reach. No longer will we sit idly by. The system will survive. OP cannot be stopped.
I'd like to start this thread by saying that I am not the person that recorded the video attached; I got the file after requesting it directly

Thing is, shiet like this is common, and It has happened to a big chunk of the people in the server. (Happened to me twice while exploring abandoned towns made by the oldest players of the bunch, for example)

Most of the documented sightings have taken place in very isolated areas, far away from spawn, which in older versions of the game usually means seeing little bugs and dealing with more lag, but definitely not something like whats shown in the footage

The server in question is OSMC, which usually is very cozy, until it goes loco

Now, asides from what I'm showing, I'd be really nice to know about your own personal stories. Much better if you have actual proof, like i do
I've been on imageboards since 2009. Since then, I've seen a disturbing, consistent, and reoccurring phenomenon which involves board admins and CP distributors. CP spam has been a constant in imageboard history, but it's usually regarded as a natural consequence of running a public board with very little screening ability. That's what I thought when I first came across it on 4chan. I don't believe that anymore, at least not for most boards.

So, getting to the meat of it: most board admins and jannies actively facilitate the CP spam they get. They aren't just complacent, they are actually financially involved with the people posting it.

>board owners are in a conspiracy to get their own boards shut down


No for the board shutdown part, yes for the conspiracy part. I first saw this on /b/ back in 2010, where there was regular CP spam all revolving around the same ring of websites. The spam would be posted at exactly 2AM eastern time, and it wouldn't be removed until at least 8 hours later. Sometimes users would be courteous enough to let the CP threads drift down the pages until it was deleted, but most of the time they would end up getting bumped back to the first page over and over again.

4chan never shut down because of this kind of thing. In fact, very few imageboards have ever shut down because of CP. Obviously the ones made exclusively for it get yanked, but repeated and even hardcore CP spam on imageboards that are supposedly meant for other topics stays under the radar. I truly believed this was an unavoidable problem that the jannies were too slow to prevent all the time, but I didn't think much of it other than to bitch until the shit was removed. The thing is, the jannies were deliberately not doing their jobs.

The post that changed my mind on all of this was on 8chan's /b/ shortly after the site went up. The thread included IRC logs from people who were supposedly 4chan mods talking to another user about accepting payment for delaying action against CP spam. I would have disregarded this, but it actually included Bitcoin transaction hashes that showed the transfers on the same dates shown in the chatlogs. It implicated staff from several imageboards, including 4chan and 420chan, as well as several 8chan BOs. A lot of saged posters came out of the woodwork to call the post fake and gay. It gave off the stench of a cointelpro style campaign against it. Knowing 8chan's audience, none of them bothered calling it a "conspiracy theory" but you can bet your ass they wanted to use that thought stopper.

I'm not saying that boards are being paid off by feds to host CP. In fact, I actually believe this is purely private and nongovernmental. These CP websites are businesses after all, just really fucked up evil ones, usually run by southeast asians. The best explanation I can offer for WHY they're using imageboards is that they are used to dealing with spam and know how to play it off and avoid responsibility. The imageboards aren't reliable distribution networks, but they ARE resilient hubs for discovering the sites that actually host the paid CP and groups. And when one of the CP sites is taken down, the new one can be posted on an imageboard that won't be taken down. It's very similar to how a command and control server works for malware.

The patterns here are extremely common, and I've started to recognize the rings of sites that are posted on compromised imageboards. I will offer a caveat that the site owner usually isn't complicit with this or being paid off, but at least one of the jannies is actively receiving money from CP site operators through cryptocurrency and allowing the site to be used as a sort of CP C&C server or discovery hub. With enough sites as C&C, these sites have reliable redistribution methods when their sites are taken down, sites that cannot be held legally liable for the CP spam and links.

If you are a board or site owner, please audit your jannies and interrogate them about the CP spam. If you're seeing regular CP spam all of a sudden and jannies are too slow, there's a very high chance that one or more of them are compromised.

To the jannies and staff who let this happen and accept money from these fucked up people: you WILL burn in hell and you are culpable for the ruined childhoods and rapes of thousands of children. You will face judgement.
ANYONE EVER BEEN JERKED OFF BY A MASSEUSE UNINTENTIONALLY? REPLY IN HERE LETS CHAT ABOUT IT
WHAT WE DRINKING THIS HOLIDAZE ????
You'd have to be retarded to enjoy this. And also probably a trаnny. (IT'S LITERALLY RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE IMAGE)
i got this foldablr phone and I love it so far. I like the music screen indicator thing I can see what's playing w/o opening it. I also found that its design let's it smash objects between it to make them flat. I started taking gum and putting powder on it then smashing it into flat strips with my folding phone and then I have like new flat gum strips. I put them in new wrappers meant for flat strips and give them to my friends
Hi there! I’m George the Handsome Man, and I’m new to this site. I’ve also been reliably informed that I’m rather easy on the eyes.
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