Saturday, May 3, 2008
A LOOOOOOOOONG interlude
I am happy to say that my work on Spells of Magic did manage to make some minor progress, but I regret to report that the work has been put on hiatus due to having a life outside of internet shenanigans and looking over more pressing issues.
The wonderful people at Ebaumsword.com have started to fight against the bloated corporation Gaia Online , who has decided to appropriate Ebaumsword.com memes for profit (specifically Longcat, who is LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG). I found this worthy of attention so I joined in with all the people from Ebaumsword.com to defend the sanctity of free memes and (of course) the lulz. Hence, I have been a little distracted as of late as I and over 9000 other Ebaumsword.comamous members spam the hell out of the bloated, fandom soaked atrocity. (For legal purposes of this blog: I am not spamming Gaia at all and have no connection to the people who do. Such evil actions are perpetrated by my evil twin Achary-Zay Oss-Cray of the website All Fandoms are a Wonderful Joy to the Universe.)
As per my previous dark and sinister plot to unseat a past target, I can give out a general note and leave it at that for now. One of the most powerful things that the internet has to offer is the gift of no identity. Even with the best tools, no one can be 100% traced to their work unless they are terminally stupid enough to part with this information. So, being a complete jerk is acceptable online, assuming you never have to face the ramifications of your work. Now, I am sure that all of my previous sources of ire (maybe not JDR considering she is absolutely nutballs) would cling very tightly to this providence, as to face the consequences of their e-life would leave them in a very sad state indeed. Hence, when someone is foolish enough to leave this kind of information lying around, you can bet that someone (myself in this case) is going to use it.
Regarding some of my newer ideas, something that I have been considering recently is that for all my assertions of artistic standards and what have you, I have yet to match them in any way. Certainly I have written some slightly amusing reviews of complete garbage, but I have yet to produce anything that would warrant my own work being any better. I am willing to admit that I am not being original in this. Ebaumsword.com and John Solomon are both doing better jobs of this than I am anyway. Hence, I consider producing my own creative work to try to combat the sinking ship of standards. Of course, it would not be a Zachary Cross product if it did not unleash a dramabomb and lulz, so I will be trying to accomplish that as well. This is of course all speculation, but I'll see where it leads me. After all, if people like Yatzee can make hate fueled reviews and make creatve novels or whatever, I should be able to churn out something recognizable.
Until next time.
(Once again: DO NOT CLICK LINKS UNLESS YOU KNOW WHERE THEY LEAD.)
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
A needed update
So, where am I looking now? As of now, I am looking for some other failure-laden fandoms to showcase the stupidity of people in mass numbers. The current target?
I give you Spells of Magic, a website dedicated to wannabe pagans and goths everywhere.
Now, I am going to assume that most of my readers have had a childhood at some point (unless it is true that trolls simply come into being under a bridge to harass people). In said childhood, many people had fun playing wonderful games of make-believe. Kids would have hours of fun pretending to be cowboys and Indians who would kill and pillage each other. I think most of the games inevitably dissolved into an argument of who shot who and who had a magic force field and who was a big stinky doo-doo brain (Not exactly far off from the online role-playing of today, interestingly). Thankfully, children manage to keep their compulsive lying and make-believe to themselves and grow up to be frustrated accountants. Well... most of them. The advent of the internet has allowed a new age of lies to blossom. People claiming to be 16-year old girls, people claiming to bench press 9001 pounds and finally, people claiming to REAL wiccans with REAL majikk (many claim that the spelling is from the arcane root of the "craft", but I am more inclined to believe it is just bad spelling. More on that later.)
And yes, indeed, the website has everything from e-fortune telling to an assortment of retarded spells. Everything from breast enlargement and fire summoning to SEEING JESUS or RAISING THE DEAD! No, I am not freaking kidding. Of course at the bottom of the site there is a nice little disclaimer that says "For entertainment purposes only." This is in fact very true, as I am endlessly entertained by all the people treating this MAJIKK as SERIOUS BUSINESS. Browsing the forums and watching people ask for/make up spells never ceases to amaze me in the gullibility of people. Maybe they are just pretending for some fun, but I have seen too much of people to not realize that some are stupid enough to take this stuff seriously. I have no doubt that some lonely girl (or maybe even boy) has smeared crap over their chest and said some badly misspelled poem for bigger breasts. Maybe even through the "magic" of the placebo effect, also known as self-delusion, they may have imagined themselves with new jugs.
The assertion of these spells being "real" is answered like this on the FAQ:
"Are these real magic spells? Do they really work?
Yes, these are real spells. These spells are not just made up on the fly, they have been used for hundreds and sometimes thousands of years. Some of these spells have been found in an old Salem library, others were found in old and forgotten towns around eastern Europe. We have tested each of these spells and only include new spells which we have success with. "
I have difficulty believing that old Salem witches had such abysmal handwriting, spelling and intelegence. If so, then I assert that their burning was completely justified. Observe:
Pilgrim: Forsooth! I doth declare yonder maiden a witch!
Other Pilgrim: Hark! Why wouldst thou make such an accusation?
Pilgrim: For she speaks with a tongue from Satan!
Witch: NOES! IR nt a wch! :(
Also, the forum is crawling with goths and angst. The faq has another gem amongst its questions:
"I am very unhappy and contemplating suicide, can you help me?
Please call the National Hopeline Network at 1-800-SUICIDE (1-800-784-2433). This is a toll-free call, available 24/7."
That's one way of keeping your members. Try to stop them from inevitably killing themselves. After all they have every reason to be depressed:
"I have tried casting your spells many times but they always fail, why is that?
There could be many reasons for a spell failing. The ingredients could be wrong, the chant could have been said incorrectly or your own personal magic powers may be weak. Practicing magic will increase your own personal magical powers. You can also check out our tips page for more ideas on how to cast your spells."
TL;DR If it don't work, you suck.
I really could go on, but you get the gist of it. And what is to be done about this stupidity? I believe a personal visit from the patron saint of common sense is in order. Until next time.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Apparently being nice makes you the best troll ever
Thursday, January 31, 2008
The Long Haul
When I returned back to the site, I found that they were celebrating their 6th year anniversary. I found the opportunity too much to pass up. And so, using a few tools and a couple of pre-generated user accounts, I managed to flood the site with this congratulatory message:
"Hmmm… it is your 6th anniversary, I see. May I be the first to congratulate you on this auspicious occasion, for your continuing to persevere in the face of common sense. Apparently listening is not your strong point. I would have thought that you would have learned before that there is a reason for the destructive activities I peruse. I admit there is the factor of it being entertaining, but this is truly for your own good. EMG [The Admin] does not have the testicles to admit that he is charging you obscenely large amounts of money for what should be free. He would prefer to mind-rape you into becoming a money source for his perversion. Apparently, you no longer have free will to resist this temptation, so I have to take it on myself to make you leave. I stand by my previous statements: no one on this site has any sort of professional training in hypnotism, hypnotism is extremely dangerous in unprofessional hands, untrained hypnotism can lead to psychological problems and can also reduce free willpower. Thus, if you continue using these files, I can almost assure you that you will find yourself less and less able to as time goes on. Also, you will most likely find yourself more and more absorbed in this practice to the point where more important things (like family, friends, work and general morality) will become less and less important. Try this: ask someone you know what they think of your fetish. Be sure to explain it in excruciating detail. Very likely, they will run away from you very quickly.
And EMG, there is a very special place for people like you. Cult leaders would be proud to have such a following of mindless servants, ready to give you money. Of course, this doesn’t bother you one bit, does it? Afterall, you are a god in your own mind.
Well, guess what? You aren’t. You are a disgusting human being who profits on the suffering of others.
YOU CANNOT SILENCE THE TRUTH
Oh yeah… it’s spam time! Enjoy!"
And following it, I made sure to insert my 1000 spam pictures.
What made this adventure the most enjoyable was the admin. I don't think this raid would have been nearly as successful if he had any sort of competence in technology. He apparently was under the impression that if he removed my account (Well, one of them anyway), that the problem would go away. Now, to give some history, I have been on and off of the site before in the previous raid and removing my account failed completely. Apparently on the third account, he got wise on what he was dealing with and unleashed the banhammer.

Now, let me dispel a myth that any script kiddie can inform you on (assuming they aren't sticking gay pornography on your myspace): BANS DO NOT WORK. Anyone who does a little research (as I have), will find that bans are extremely easy to get around. Of course, this simple mindrapist has little idea of this fact. So, imagine his surprise when I showed up ten seconds later, flooding the message: "Banned? I think not!"
I am rather sure that this scared the ever-loving crap out of him, along with his entire collective. Observe his concessionary/threatening message:

Wow, talk about butthurt. The threat still remains the most hilarious part. "RAR! I WILL SEND A "PROFESSIONAL" ON YOU!" Simply astonishing. I think my spammed response speaks for itself:
I'm working on that tax thing, I just need a little time to find the right information. God bless the internet, and its wonderful freedom of information. When he tried to compliment me with the "above average hacker" line, I really could not stop laughing. Really, I feel like that is an insult to hackers everywhere. "GASP! HE MUST HAVE L33T HAXXORZ SKILLZ! OMGBBQ!" Of course this compliment comes from someone whose site design was done by someone else (I found the coding appallingly simple) and from someone who has problems booting up his own toaster, so I really can't get cocky about it. His line on free speech is rather ironic as well, considering any dissenters on the site (And there have been some aside from myself) who try to raise a point on the grounds of common sense have been driven into the ground by flames. Never mind that such practice is against site policy and his response to MY free speech (admittedly with a little "echo" effect) is the banhammer. He apparently missed the point of the attack, considering his response to every post is "BALEETED!" What he doesn't know is that I really didn't do much. I spent most of the attack watching TV, reading a book and grabbing a soda now and again. Whereas someone with his technical level has to clean up the mess by hand every time. It's like a maid trying to clean up after a machine gun turret filled with infinite paintballs. Eventually, they are going to get tired. But his brag, "This community has value"? Yes of course it does to an admin who makes obscene profit margins from his site. And yes it has value for people who like to avoid the real world and live in make-believe land. But does it have value in the real world, where these people are losing money due to brain-washing? (L Ron Hubbard would be proud).
So, the battle continues. In the meantime, I will be charging my lazers and waiting for the partyvan. Tune in next time. Be sure to [The rest of this section has been removed due to a copyright violation with the Church of Scientology International.]
Monday, January 21, 2008
The Fall of the Hypno-bots

Well, through a little hard work, I have managed to do what Solomon and Fletcher never bothered to do:
Present your ideas directly at the source.
You see, it is one thing to tell someone that they are an idiot from the comfort of their own site. It is really quite another to flood their website with a large quantity of spam to compliment your opinion.
And by spam, I mean rather large wikipedia pictures of cans of spam. Of course, they will remove it rather quickly, (I've gotten banned once already, but I have enough alternate accounts that I'm sure they'll be limiting membership very exclusively. Works for me) but the fact will remain that for one night they were under siege and I will ensure that they will not forget it.
No, this was not my little plan that I referred to, but it is a taste of what I really want to do with this blog. I want to document the lulz of watching fandoms across the internet face trolling and expert reviews of their failure.
For the zero readers, I wholeheartedly encourage you to join me in battle against failure.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Coming storm
I've found that John Solomon or Fletcher, for all their greatness, are apparently content to post their views safely tucked away in a corner of cyberspace, where it will remain forgotten. I, however, refuse to let such gold remain unused. That is why my recent time has been spent cobbling together a rather epic trolling operation what will make or break this blog. I hope to have it put together by this weekend, I just need to place all the pieces in the right spots for maximum damage.
Anywho, I'm fairly sure this blog might get a bit more traffic rather soon when the WAAAAAAAAmbulance rolls into town, so for my imaginary readers, I suggest you sit back and let the magic flow.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Re: Synergy (Or: A very special update)
To make it clear before I begin, I, unlike Fletcher, am not on board with the idea that being transsexual is "okay," mostly because there are other options than removing your reproductive organs when you are unhappy with your birth gender. Psychology has ways to putting this issue into a more healthy direction and I think a drastic measure like that is simply making things worse. I suppose, a cross-dressing, semi-bisexual probably isn't the best author in the world to be reviewing this kind of website, but Fletcher had the right idea, so I suppose I'll roll with it.
I suppose this is an interesting look at hivemind dynamics, considering every Borg collective needs a queen, we have the ranting and raving blob himself. People want to belong in the world around them, so they tend to cluster around someone with the most charisma and direction (or in JDR's case, gravitational pull). JDR found a common ground to pose as an expert in and decided to use it to leverage her bizzare outlook that men are inherently evil. I suppose it's sour grapes. After the high from all of her female hormone treatments had worn off and she came to grips with the fact that she really DID like girls after all, I'm sure she needed the support of other weak-willed people to "confirm" that her decision was for the best. Hence, she called upon her fan-collective of transsexual.org and her miserably horrible webcomic to fill the need for emotional stability.
I suppose I consider Anne a pre-evolved version of JDR. JDR came into massive money by a stroke of dumb luck by playing the dot-com era to its fullest. When he achieved that much power, it short circuited his ego and essentially turned him into the god-complex nutcase that he is today. When Anne hits the "big time" through the daily offerings of his worshipers or perhaps her obscenely retarded upcoming Nintendo DS game we can assume a similarly dramatic evolution (I am utterly thankful that the article for the game no longer appears on Wikipedia, giving hope that Anne has forgotten it due to lack of resources or common sense). When Anne makes her transformation into SuperAnneBitchachu, I assure you it will NOT be pretty. I honestly wonder if all the donations are going to Anne's efforts to make his self-insert more accurate by going under the knife. I really hope he's too much of a wuss to do it, because the last thing we need is another JDR.
But cutting to the chase, my work on The Wotch's trollfic is coming slowly at best. There's a fine line between messing with the readers and getting them just clueless enough to continue to the ending where their entire fandom is trashed right before their eyes. I am trying to fill it with as much memes and lulz as possible and will try to make it epic for any Anonymous wanting to persue it.
I'll probably get some practice in by spamming some other horrifyingly disturbing TG sites with some troll fics for a little target practice. I would encourage the (zero) readers to join in these hijinks, as it's one more way for TG fetishists to learn to leave their fandom quickly.
Happy New Year.