This is the story of how the Cyber.kdz got together. Deeder's father, an expert in artificial intelligence, is hired by NASA and Deeder accompanies him to the Kennedy Space Center. But something goes wrong... terribly wrong. Deeder's father is blamed and only Deeder, and the friends he finds on the Wire, can clear his father's name and save the U.S. Space Program.
Below, you can read the first two chapters of The Great Nasa Flu.
Note to the Reader:
Have you ever wondered how lucky you were that your best friend grew up on the same street as you? Or is it that he or she is your best friend because they grew up on the same street? Whatever we choose to call it, fate, choice, fortune or destiny, we are lucky this force helps us find our friends in this gigantic world. This is the story of how seven kids came together to create a great friendship and a pretty cool club.
1 May 19:59
If youre reading this, youre either a massively great friend of mine, or you can kick butt when it comes to encryption. Cause I havent met anyone who can break the security I hacked for my electronic log. The Deedmans diary is not open for public browsing... but if you did crash your way through, you gotta mail me cause I gotta find out how you did it!
Im keeping this diary because Ill be famous someday and whoever writes my biography will need these notes. People are gonna wanna know about someone like me. People like to read about major smart computer guys. Like that Cliff Stoll who wrote the Cuckoos egg. No one heard about him until he trapped that hacker from Germany. Or Tsutomu Shimomura. He became totally famous after nailing this hacker that no one could catch. I know who the heroes of the new world are going to be: Sharp hackers who nail scum.
Thats me. Im hero material.
My name is Deeder. I live in Holland with my mother, father and two computers. Oh yeah, almost forgot. Theres my little sister, Jolanda. We live in Amsterdam. My mother runs a vegetable market on the Beethovenstraat. Our house is right above it so it always smells like onions or lettuce or apples.
My father is a master at artificial intelligence. Hes incredibly smart. He used to work for IntelliTeek but decided to go to work for himself 3 years ago. Now hes a consultant. He gets hired by companies all over the world. He tells them how to design computer systems that think. Pretty cool. You might be wondering why a Dutch guy like me is saying something is cool. Thats not Dutch talk and I know it. It comes from having a father with such a great job.
Two years ago my father was hired to work in California for 9 months. He was designing a navigation system for one of the big companies that make satellites Lockheed, I think. Because he was going for so long, he decided to take the whole family. Mother got her sister to manage the store and we all flew to LA. Talk about cool. I made a lot of friends there. Its a wild place! We rented an apartment only a few blocks from the beach. I hung out with some guys I met at school and learned to skateboard and body surf. They were cool guys. Totally gaaf. Really tof. (Gaaf means cool and tof means great in Dutch). I taught my friends some good Dutch slang and they taught me beach-speak. It was hard to come back to Holland. But my fathers job was finished and we all missed home. Even me. Anyway, thats why I know so much excellent slang. Its just the way I am.
I have two computers. My everyday computer is Rodan, a Pentium 133. I use it for email, surfing the net and stuff like that. But when Im into serious coding, I use Godzilla. Godzilla is my maxed out 200 MHz dual Pentium. I built it myself. Took me months to earn the money just to buy the processors. But I needed the power. It takes a lot of it to eat viruses. Thats what Godzilla is designed to do. Chew em up and spit em out. Ive created a database of flus that you wouldnt believe. And passwords too. Ive met a lot of hackers on the net. Most of them are pretty cool, not scum. They dont screw with peoples data. They dont mess up peoples lives. They cruise the wire and see what they can find. Its a game. Its learning. Not some sick existence like most scum.
Hackers trade passwords and Im really good at it. I got some tips when I was in California. Some of my friends were really into baseball cards. I thought that was strange collecting cardboard pictures of guys who play such a slow sport. But they liked it. They taught me that what was important in a trade was making the other guy think he was getting a good deal even when it wasnt. I learned a lot from them. So now I have the best set of passwords on the net. My favorite is the password for the ECC Currency Exchange Security server. Cool place to visit but you dont want to touch anything. I was pretty proud of my database (still am) but then I realized the real important stuff when it comes to hacking. Its not about trading for passwords, its about figuring them out. Thats why I built Godzilla. I wanted some major processing power to crunch intense security when Im up against it. That... and encryption.
I know encryption is gonna be the most important thing on the wire. Cause there are all these scum out there who are gonna be stealing credit card numbers and e-cash and worming into corporate data. For scum its always one of two things that matter. Count on it. Its either money cause theyre greedy jerks, or its some sicko motive like revenge because they hate society or something. You dont ever, and I mean ever, find scum with a good reason to do what they do. Some say its fun. Whats so fun about screwing up a companys data? Whats so fun about messing up peoples lives? I dont get that.
Godzilla is tricked out with a lot of good stuff. Codebreaker software, encryption/decryption key banks, the password database, and some great analyzing software that I put together. This stuff is pretty hot. It can find a virus in a non-stop string of bytes even if its disguised by a genius. You know, the typical Base 24 stuff with the intermittent false IDs. No problem for me! Flus with anti-scan interceptors? A little snack for Godzilla! You probably know why. Its simple. No one Im telling you no one is better then I am at hunting flus. Sometimes I think I can smell em. Like the electrons are telling me Hey Deed-man! We were sent by scum!" Its a sixth sense I have. Thats why Im gonna be famous.
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2 May 21:05
Since my biographer will be using this log when Im famous (Hey! Hi Biographer how ya doin?), I thought I better put some background data in here.
Im 14, like grunge, some metal and I hate flus.
Lets see. What else is there? Oh yeah. Tereza.
Tereza is this cool chick I met on the wire about a month ago. Were good friends for having just started comming. Im kinda surprised too cause were really different. Shes not into flu-hunting the way I am. Shes into art and graphics... stuff like that. She sounds like a nature girl sometimes, but she lives in Rio de Janeiro which is a pretty big city.
Its pretty cool how we met. I was checking out some graphic forums in eworld because I wanted to figure out if you could hide a flu in a jpeg file. I know its a crazy idea but I thought it might be possible... and I had to find out if it was. I dont know much about graphics coding so there was a lot of new stuff to figure out.
So Im buzzing around this forum and all of a sudden someone asks if I want to chat. I usually blow that stuff off cause theres so much drivel out there. But for some reason I didnt this time. So this girl asks me what Im doing. I didnt want to say cause people get kind of weird if you talk about flus. They think that if you say the word virus it means youre scum. Idiots! They dont know its me that stands between them and a virus meltin down their hard drive. Ive learned that you dont talk about flus... especially on the wire.
So I make up a fake story about needing some conversion app for my jpeg files. I got a little carried away right off she knows that Im faking it. She understands everything about graphics and I must have sounded pretty lame. Next thing I know, shes laying into me for lying! I couldnt believe it. Id only started comming with this chick a few minutes before and already shes ripping my brains out and stomping on em. Telling me I should get off the wire if all Im gonna do is lie to people I meet. I tell her that she was the one who wanted to comm. She said thats no excuse theres a principle involved. The net is for everyone and it will only work if we can trust each other. Its a different world and we have to keep it from becoming impersonal like so many peoples lives have become. Her fingers must have been burning her keyboard like a jet engine. But I didnt get angry. I sat there and watched her words fly. I was amazed at what she said. Because I understood it so well. She used different words and different examples, but underneath she felt about lying on the net the exact same way I feel about flus. That we have to keep all the garbage that people do to each other everyday from getting on the wire. That we should try to keep it clean... I think she said pure. It was totally hot talking to this girl!
After that we exchanged email addresses and have been writing to each other ever since. Shes the first friend Ive made on the wire. Usually I slide solo. But now, cause Terezas out there, the wires a nicer place.
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3 May 17:22
I HATE SCUM!! ID LIKE TO FRY THEIR BRAINS WITH THEIR OWN FLUS!!
I cant believe I got nailed! I havent let a flu get me for months!! I dont know what happened. Gotta calm down... slow down, Deed-man...
NO!!! I AM SO MAD I CANT STAND IT!!!
Probably wondering what that is? Thats what happens when I bang my fists on the keyboard. Try it sometime, makes you feel better. It helps... really.
All right. Im OK now. ARGHHHH!
I picked up a flu while I was out hunting today. Found a suspicious file in one of the newsgroups. Downloaded it and was in such a hurry I started picking it apart on Rodan. I knew I should transfer it to Godzilla but I got lazy. The thing exploded on me and took down my primary hard drive. Nearly lost my mind when it did.
I didnt lose anything else though. Everything was backed up and in 45 minutes I was up and running again. But its not the time. Its that some scum got me. When the drive went down I lost the flu too so I cant even add it to Godzillas flu-base. Grrrrrr!
Scum have got to go!
Im outta here. Its time for dinner. Daag.
Deeder got up from his computer.
Mr. and Mrs. Van Hout were
sitting at the table waiting for their children. Deeder expected them to be upset because
he had kept them waiting. But, though his father had a stern look, there was a twinkle in
his eye that told Deeder something was up. And it wasnt something bad.
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