Happy Birthday CC!
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For as long as he could remember CC was fascinated by computers. He started out working on Apple IIe computers in grade school and taking PCs apart in middle school to rebuild them from cheap parts he ordered off the internet.
Somewhere along the way he started hacking. He’d become known as CC, a script kiddie in SoCal that ghosted his IP through Switzerland.
One of his teachers lectured him in high school and told him he could either be a white hat or a black hat and he needed to make that decision now. At first his reaction was to hack into that teacher’s home computer and exploit his secret goat fetish, but when the teacher dedicated an hour to talking about goats the next day he knew he’d met his match.
He started making money hacking the school’s database for test answers and selling them, he didn’t need the answers for himself and most of the time he didn’t even read the stuff he printed out. He’d always been a little too smart for his own good but it’s not like the FBI was about to burst through his front door and cause his mom to drop the pot roast in surprise and horror.
His sense of confidence built and he lost his will to do well about the same time his best friend left for NYU. His mom made him apply to MIT but he didn’t want to waste his time with school anymore, he wanted to make fast untraceable amounts of money using his own programming language and a network of dummy computers he’d setup in various points around the world once he had the funds and an inconspicuous way to get there. That’s when he’d decided to join a band.
