~~~this is Rh!n0's tilde.club page~~~~

Hi, I'm Ryan.

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In which I blend together memories of BBS forums with early America Online profiles and various other assorted persona I adopted on the Internet (though we didn't call it that) as a teenager:

###Rocktober NINE, 2014: The thing is, whenever I open my tilde.club page, it just makes me want to go play Tradewars 2002. Did any of you play Tradewars? I played Tradewars. Back in the day. And not so back. In the day. Mostly at night, really.

HIGHLIGHTS FROM THOSE TIMES I WENT THROUGH PHASES OF PLAYING TRADEWARS FOR PERIODS OF TIME, ETC.

• So my first TWARS experience was likely on some rando BBS, because Mom was into online dating WAY before you were, and I had a lot of easy 1200 baud access to rando BBSes. Stumbled across Tradewars, and had some fun, especially on a BBS with more than one phone line because that was not completely common at the time. Anyway, this dude named Cavalier keeps blowing up my spot, and I'm annoyed. CUT TO: One day at the middle school library, this one super nerdy kid (I was a little judgy, he's probably a rich startup bro by now) was cranking away at a REMARKABLE FAMILIAR INTERFACE. Look over his shoulder, and lo/behold/crap this is Cavalier. The knowledge of his identity... well, I wasn't kind with it, but there are only a couple lines on the BBS, so it's not like I'm outing him as this kid, just screwing with him, and hey I sort of regret this a little bit now, and I don't remember how this story ends.
• I should tell the story of Hrothgar here.
• Probably something about the Albuquerque period here.

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