Back when I was AOL user #24, hoping user #25 would come along some day, I ran into AOL’s gaming area and tried out a little PVP shooter named Rolemaster:  Magestorm (MS).  By today’s standards, this ancient shooter was as primitive as using chopsticks to eat soup.  In it’s day though, it was the shit.

The Setup:  Three teams, Chaos (red), Balance (green) and Order (blue) each of which has a home area that must be conquered/defended within one of three different maps available — The Cathedral (our overwhelming favorite), Catacombs, or the dreaded Thunderkeep (notoriously difficult to defend).
 
Wanna hear scary?  I remembered all of that and it’s been over five years since I’ve played.
 
O those were the days!  PVP was new, graphical gaming was new, hacking game code just for the hell of it was new.  We invented cyber, baby!  The scams, griefs and backstabbing that you are so familiar with in online society today — that was us.
 
I remember several times when this one guy would take over control of the game and change everyone’s player name.  (Mike the hacker we called him.  He was the god of turning an MS night into a night of chaos and anarchy.)

One weekend, they patched in what became known as “The Hacker Patch”.  Basically, the patch compared a player’s set of trained spells with their earned experience points and deleted any players whose training was mathematically impossible.  (Why in the world they didn’t have this in the original code, I dunno.  Devs were new too in those days.)
 
The next week, many of the players we used to play with were gone.  I was vindicated, however, as a couple of asshats had been accusing me (!!!) of cheating.  Maybe I had just been clever enough to restore my original spell set before the patch.
 
The world will never know.  That one goes to the grave with me.