#bulletin board system

[nickyflowers]

come check out my bulletin board system!! the message boards are popping off, people are sharing art in the file area, it's very chill and nice. its a little place that i'm hoping will be a comfortable community

***(just make sure you have a telnet terminal that can show ANSI graphics. i recommend SyncTerm, NetRunner, or possibly MuffinTerm as BBS specific terminals)

[gmanmedias]

Random genders from my hoard: bulletboldinet

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[insurguitor]

guess who just discovered bbs for the first time :]

[tribalephemeral]

Today, We Are Lucky

Excerpt from the Novel ‘Community Board’ by Tara Conklin, pages 97-100. Used without permission. [ … ] down a neglected sidewalk heaving with tree roots, through a taller, thicker hedge and then—sweating, out of breath, hating all cats for all eternity—I rounded a corner and — Blammo. / / / I collided with a man. / / / I’m sorry, I spluttered. I was trying to catch a— / / / The man held up a…

[vintage-tech]

*snickers in two-node RBBS and multiple WWIV boards*

"what social media did you use before Tumblr?"

Friend, I came here from Google+

[mistfunk]

Mistigram: AdeptApril is the System Operator of the Storm Bulletin Board System (pictured above, on a wet day), and has drawn this #ANSIart screen in celebration of International SysOps' Day. Please leave your appreciation in the oneliners, not the page button!

[symbologic]

As someone who studied journalism and has also worked in toxic environments that fed off of information hoarding, I used to believe that information sharing was inherently "good". Because it promotes transparency! And transparency challenges unspoken norms and combats white supremacy culture, which are both things that are very important to me

But the more time I spend on social media, the more I realize that the concept of a digital town square was a mistake. We as humans need smaller communities organized around common interests and shared causes, rather than a single place for everything to exist all at once

Nowadays, I'm starting to think "intentionality" is the real MVP in navigating online and life in general. Not because it's inherently good or bad, but because it means we're 100% aware of what we're doing, who we're saying stuff to, and why we're doing it.

It would be so much more productive and manageable than everyone hurling a million + 1 jarringly disparate things at each other simply because we're in an online ecosystem that actively rewards it

[subjectsix]

tumblr's about to force me to finally make my neocities site smh

[dilfkuza]

Nishida's willingness to go along with the Zombie event is honestly so funny. i can just imagine Majima lying across the couch in the family office kicking his feet as he plans it out like "Kiryu-chan will never expect this!" and Nishida is just sitting there like. okay yeah sure why not. this might as well happen today. drag the whole family into your mating ritual why don't you.

[myrmeen]

I am pre-internet.

(By trope-specific i mean for example all the slash fics hosting websites, or the nsfw-only ones, etc)

[nickyflowers]

literally come join me in the silly world of bulletin board systems. let's all form a new message network by linking up our boards. we can build a new web out of old parts. it'll be fun i swear 😭

[mana-junkie]

The Good Ol’ Days of BBSs: Where Every Call Was an Adventure

Before the internet became the digital behemoth it is today, there was a time when we connected through dial-up modems, tying up the family phone line as we explored the wild frontiers of Bulletin Board Systems (BBSs). It was an era of ASCII art, clunky file transfers, and message boards that felt like secret hideaways for those in the know. You’d dial in, listen to the screech and hum of the…

[jays-world-of-wonder]

Prompts #35 - Max Modem: Dial-Up Defender of the Digital Frontier (serious)

Do you remember life before the internet? You know, some folks these days talk about a mythical time before the internet existed. Like, they had to, I dunno, read books or something? Sounds barbaric, right? But me, Max Modem? I remember the dawn of the digital age, back when the internet was a screeching beast tamed only by the bravest of keyboard warriors. Yep, I’m talking dial-up days, folks.…

[losergendered]

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Clashgender (link): A gender/umbrella term for genders related to The Clash in any way

Bulletboldinet (link): a gender related to bulletin board systems

[devourable]

✎ the prodigy

sfw | tags : male!yandere student x gn! reader (only prn used for reader is ‘you’), obsessive behavior and thoughts, bullying, slight classism, gaslighting? i think

surprise! i came up w the idea of this guy like,,, two days ago and had to get him out my system 😭 i feel like all my yandere ocs are too nice (save for althea) so heres one thats an asshole. enjoy! reblog to support me :]

sterling cygnus has it all.

good looks, a wealthy family, and a place in one of the most prestigious private colleges that one could go to. aptly dubbed the ‘prince of ice’ by his classmates thanks to his cold demeanor and disdain for interpersonal connections, the young man had one goal in his mind since he started attending school.

to be the best!

sterling dedicated himself to his studies. nothing was more important to him than ensuring he got the top scores on every exam he took, sealing his place as number one in the academic field by any means necessary. no one dared to breach that. and anyone who even tried received his ire.

no one was going to stand up to him — why would they? they’d hate to end up like the poor guy who’s dorm was raided after he surpassed him. or the girl who did the same, resulting in her being forced to drop out after her father’s suspiciously sudden arrest left her unable to pay tuition fees. but of course, there was no real proof that sterling had caused both incidents. it was just a coincidence! right?

well… the day you came onto his radar was a day that left the entire student body tense.

everyone had gathered around the bulletin board where the latest exam results were posted. there were gasps of shock, murmurs, and even a small ripple of laughs floating through the otherwise quiet crowd. it was unusual. and when sterling had pushed his way to the front to gaze upon the list of student names with their scores beside them… he understood. and in an instant, he was furious.

he was in second place. and above his name, with a pretty 100% score next to it, was yours.

who the fuck did you think you were? coming to his school, earning the grade that he worked so hard to receive, and daring to take his place as number one?

sterling knew in an instant that you had to be a new student. he had all of the names of those who ranked just under him memorized, and yours wasn’t one of them. were you a transfer? a latecomer? he had no clue what the circumstances behind your sudden arrival was, and honestly? he didn’t care. you had taken his place, after he had worked so hard to get there. after he had been there for so long. you had taken his place. and he knew for a fact you didn’t deserve it.

but just as he resolved to figure you out so he could plan his revenge?

there you were. passing through the the slowly dispersing crowd to look at the leaderboard, your eyes locking with the name — your name — at the very top of it.

when sterling first saw you, he couldn’t even begin to understand the feeling that had suddenly flooded his senses. it was so strange… and why did the world suddenly feel a lot slower? why could he only notice you and him in the hallway? why did his heart skip in his chest when you glanced at him and your eyes locked?

if you had tried to say something to him, sterling didn’t even notice. he had hurried off before you could even speak.

he was sure he despised you after that point. he had to have, he told himself. the way his mind always drifted back to you when he was trying to study, angrily clicking his pen and gritting his teeth as he thought about your stupid hair and your dumb, adorable eyes, the way your uniform looked better on you than anyone else in the college — he didn’t even realize he was thinking about you so much until he snapped out of them and noticed how much time had passed.

he hated you. he had to. you had taken what was rightfully his, probably with dumb luck or cheating, and now you were invading his thoughts in such a way? was there nothing you wouldn’t take from him?

he was colder to you than anyone else. he had to be — you needed to learn your place around him. he’d ignore you in the halls and during class, and when you’d innocently ask him for his input on something, you’d be met with a sneer and a condescending retort.

“i don’t fraternize with people like you. don’t bother me.”

despite this, he’d always wander around near wherever you went. going to the library at the same time as you so he could snatch whatever book you had planned to check out away from you and take it for himself, making sure to go to the cafeteria just before you arrived so he could take what he knew was your favorite snacks, and he’d always be at the dorms before you — trying so hard to not stare at you when you passed by in your pajamas, fresh out of the showers.

your stupid body wash smelled so good… he couldn’t help himself when he snuck back to the locker room after hours to snag it for himself.

weeks after your arrival and sudden climb to the top, everyone was confused to see you were still attending the school. sterling would’ve taken out anyone else by then, what was so different about you?

but no one would ask, obviously. nor would anyone come to your aid when all of your pencils and pens were all mysteriously snapped in half one day. or when you’d find your notes torn into pieces and haphazardly stuffed back into your bag. and when you tried to alert staff about your dorm room’s door being ajar for some reason, they brushed you off even though you knew for a fact someone had gone through your things (‘nothing important’s gone? no bother pursuing the matter, then’).

with how much disdain and contempt he seemed to hold for you, it was so strange that sterling didn’t like the idea of no longer catching daily glimpses of you. or having access to your things.

so even though sterling went out of his way to make your school life nearly unbearable as revenge for coming along and doing just that to him first, he didn’t make the move to actually have you removed from the school and opted to torment you instead.

you deserved it, he told himself. far more than anyone who came before you.

he’d show you what happens when you bother sterling cygnus.

[biggerchallenge]

Staring at my bulletin board where I've tacked on pieces of paper that say "System Shock 2", "Portal", and "Armored Core 6" and connected them with red string to a big one in the middle that says "Living Doll Mech Pilot Kink". I look down, my hands shaking, as I prepare to add the ones that say "Bioshock" and "The Stanley Parable". Dear god. This is going to blow the whole thing wide open.