Gamehacking Archive (1995 ~ 2005)

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Gamehacking-Archive

Gamehacking Archive (1995 ~ 2005) EFNET #gamehacking

Gamehacking Archive @ GHA Offline Version by Razali Rambli @ ßié http://www.bie.cjb.net | razali_bie@hotmail.com

Updated By Demented http://www.dvshacking.com | demented2169@gmail.com

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The Best Gamehacker

you woke in a sunny day and jump in the chair to play. start the game and load a save and you say in mind : <>

but you can't bypass a boss all you see is : "you have lost" red and pissed you couldn't play, you go search cheats for the game.

but what you could find is : nothing ! and that monster is still laughing... << argh >> you say, << this isn't fair ! i can't beat him in his lair ! >>

then you go to school - good boy drained of life, without no joy a friend stops his words at you having the same problem, too...

but he said he knew a way teaching you to make your day. getting back home from the school, having TSearch as new tool.

this TSearch is like a finder, helpful when you catch the "gangster" that's making your life a mess. acting wisely and not guess...

you're now home... you ran the way feeling in shape in that day. as soon as you're in your chair, you feel water drops in hair...

start up TSearch, then choose game nothing here you have to say... write down the value you want - it's as easy as a charm.

select byte-type, and press find lot of addresses will shine after that, back to the play shoot the monster in your way

what's the thing that can be next ? pause the game will be the best. then it comes the same routine : alt+tab in the TSearch's screen !

type in there the newest number, since the wanted is now less. and press next - you'll see the progress 2-3 addresses should struggle...

illuzions are in your head you don't know which one to choose - like a little baby goose in front of the milk and bread...

everything's unclear for you all is darkness, all you see "shadows move where light should be" and your mind don't have a clue.

but something comes from the sky like a magic bowl of light then it steps out of your sight and your wet hair becomes dry...

yes, that is the inspiration holy power blessed on us, helps on what you want to pass by the nature of it's creation.

and now you say to yourself : << why didn't i think of it ? play around a little bit with the addresses and health ! >>

from now on you think more clearly seeing with the cells of mind because your eyes are still blind not knowing what's far, nor nearly...

and because of that you stop. poking random numbers might turn the game into a flight from where nothing will be pop...

you decide to try once more hoping this time will be better, 'cause for game it doesn't matter you are pressed by time's huge floor.

as soon as you're back to game shooting fire after fire, throwing knives and cut the wire - you'll hurt the monster again.

switching back now to your friend seeing what you did is right you roar with the lion's might : << in the hell you will be send !! >>

so, you find the correct place and by instinct you poke zero turning you into a hero, blowing the monster in space...

filled with joy is all your heart, happy time and inner trust ! watching back into your past realise hacking's an art...

from that tiny moment on all the games you'll ever play on your desk arranged will stay waiting gamer - but he's gone...

yes, he's gone and won't come back... instead there will be a hack. and not Kevin, Mat, John, Jack, nor Michelle, Paul, Roy or Black.

lifeless robot now you are without any human feeling cheating's all that you are willing bowing to the hacking star...

minutes, hours, days were passing you work hard without relaxing... in short time there will you be - hacking bullets, mana, money !

everything that can be hacked in your little brain is packed... then you start to read some tuts teaching how to speed the boots,

how to break through metal walls and to throw the cannon balls... then you read about new tools, considered expensive jewless.

you went get'em right away preparing yourself to "play"... examining one by one, thinking this will bring more fun !

amoung them it is SoftIce a debugger they had said used to be the chief, the head in catching\backtrace the dice...

but for wearing this grand jewel and to find the wanted place you need to practice for days 'cause it doesn't like the foul !

you start practicing... OK... venturing in cracking's wood you find there a realm so rud, that you don't quite feel to stay...

but you want to be the best and SoftIce it is a must. so you start by breathing dust, in your little, tiny chest.

after you became an "icer", after tones of cracked examples, after learning breaking samples, you find out SoftIce's view nicer...

but this route to cracking's world not just made you SoftIce's master but your mind's now thinking faster, realize : << SoftIce is gold !>>

also, the tools didn't stop... so well-known in realm of cracking - Hacker's View on you is watching guiding you to be in top...

another friend you had made it is called WinDasm, i think. dissasembles in a blink every program, on the plate.

yes, you're now feeling the power cracking world was very funny but you want to "load" the journey in hacking, from where you were...

you are more relaxed right now... Hacker's View, WinDasm, SoftIce are there to help you to rize and to strike the shaddows down...

so you take one random game for testing the newest tools then you scream << those cool tools rulez !>> and in that day you're insane...

your feelings are comming back, you're playing the games with passion. but you soon fall for the fashion, transforming all into hack...

you are ill of this "hack life" the dissease don't have a cure the game's hacked - that is for sure but everything's black and white...

after that you find a trainer for a game you hacked before testing it and test some more, you decide you were a lamer...

but why's that ? how had this been ? you had done more advanced hacks, but you're blaming on your acts 'cause your work cannot be seen...

so you're hunting now the fame what good if you are the best if you're not known by the rest ? AND THIS THINKING MADE YOU LAME...

then you release tons of trainers, you're well known to all the people everything is now more simple ! you can flirt with hacking's majors.

years were passing over you without feeling changing-wind sing and hacking, hack and sing << i'm one of the best, yahoooo !>>

that was true, nothing to say but according to your thinking, to be well-known you were willing ! now and forever that way...

here you did the big mistake instead of writing hack ways you've just made trainers in place and all the fame was a fake...

all the trainers that you've written for a favorite public game when that game had lost it's name, your creation was forgotten...

soon you'll have yourself a life a wife and maybe some kids hacking don't belong your needs and it's throwed the forget-dice...

and the nasty thing of life is that this cannot be hacked it's a kind of a huge stack and push\pops belong to dice...

and this thing cannot be touched WinDasm, Hacker's View can't help and the rolling dice can melt even mighty SoftIce's bright !

then you'll look back in the past nostalgy will rize in mind realising you were blind, you'll pray you won't be the last...

and you're not, i can tell you in the day you'll pass the throne another kid will be born choosing the hacking path, too.

day by day as he'll be grown he wishes to become the best - and like you, won't be the last and so on... and so on...

    -Prof. Dr. Sorin

"De-oi urma sã scriu în versuri, teamã mi-e ca nu cumva Oamenii din ziua de-astãzi sã mã-nceap-a lãuda. Dacã port cu usurintã si cu zâmbet a lor urã, Laudele lor desigur m-ar mâhni peste mãsurã"

    -Mihai Eminescu