Hey /bros here's a story about some weird shit I used to do about a year ago...

Hey /bros here's a story about some weird shit I used to do about a year ago. I really don't plan on doing anything like it again anytime soon I just felt reminicent and wanted to share the story with you.

Some of this I will green text an some of it I'll just write normally.

About three years ago I was pretty bored with life, I'm sure you feeling. I was 21 at the time. I was ingesting tons of youtube videos a day until I saw a video on lock picking, I wan't even looking for it. That one video was interesting enough I watched another lock picking video, and then another one and so on until I had watched over fifty of them. I think I just felt so fucking miserable I just watched a bunch of lock-picking videos. One day I was coming home from work and stopped at wal-mart to buy some groceries. I saw they had locks so I bought one of them thinking I would try to pick it. I went home. I had a roomate but it was still really fucking lonely.

Anyways I looked online for lock picking tools, some of them were pretty exspesive. I decided to order some, I had the money and was interested. A week later they were at my door, I did feel a little excited to try them out. I got to work on the pad lock I bought and it wasn't really hard to get open. I did it a few times and got bored of that. I started working on the door knob lock on the back door, I was cautious because you can break a piece of your tool of into the lock and not be able to get it out, or atleast have a really hard time getting it out.

The tools I had were two lock picking kits. They had pretty much everything I needed.

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I got a few more locks from stores in the area. I eventually bought a vice grip from home-depot or something. I would put the locks in the vice grip so that I could pick them and they would stay in place. I practiced for weeks and got really good at it. I really don't understand why people consider lock-smithing a trade when it seems to me pretty easy to do, and you can make it easier by buying special tools to do the work for you.

I did actually by some new tools. A lock pick gun which worked really well, you just squeezed the trigger and handle and the pick would snap upward. I also bought an electric lock pick that I didn't like because it made a lot of noise.

I had locks that I could assemble and put different pins in. I got pretty good at picking all different kinds of pins and I was able to pick tubular locks

I also got a couple different kinds of handcuffs and I could pick all over those. I could also use paper clips and metal shims to get out of them. It took me a while before I could get out of them while they were behind my back. I know it's probably weird you guys but I really didn't have any plans on doingany breaking into plaes to steal stuff it was just something I was interested in. Anyways I'll get on to the good parts.

I started looking up tutorials on how to break in to cars and hot wire them, I really didn't get any practice though.

I think it was a month and a halfbefore I got the idea that maybe I could try breaking into people's houses and cars. I didn't plan on stealing or damaging anything, I just wanted to fuck around.

I bought some black clothes and during the days after work I would scope out house in another neighborhood to try and find a house that was vacant. I didn't bring my tools and clothes though I was just looking. Eventually I passed by a house with no carsinthe drive way, I wrote it down.

I was looking for dogs in the back yard too, I didn't want to get my ass eaten by them.

This was an average neighbhorhood, it wasn't a ghetto but it also wasn't where rich people would live.

I got pretty excited about this. I didn't have much else to do besides work.

Keep the thread bumped while I type guys, I have some of this pre typed but help me out.

was lurking - but taking way too long. outtie.

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So one weekend I planned on breaking into a house. It was saturday and all day I was excited and nervous for night to come. At about 1am I went out. I looked for a place to park my car and parked it a few blocks away from the house I planned on breaking into. I walked on the sidewalk until I was close enough to see the house. I took out my phone because I had a fucking awesome plan, I was going to call a pizza delivery to the house to seeif anyone answers. I did and I waited about 20 minutes until I saw the pizza guy drive up and knock on the door. No one answered. I proceeded tothe house went around the side and there was a short chain link fence and I got over it.

While I was doing all this I was always looking around for people and those floodlights people sometimes put that light up when someone walks by.

I was at the back door working the lock with a pick and rake. I was so fucking nervous. There were two locks one deadbolt and the door knob, after the doorknob I got to work on the deabolt. I had both unlocked in under 2 minutes I think.

> I slowly open the door
> Look around, Not much is around here some furniture but not much else.
> I open the fridge, stinks but not too badly.

I guess that whoever lived there didn't live there anymore, maybe this place was up for rent.

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> Go back outside, hop the fence
> Hurry back to car

To be honest I was thinking about breaking into another house, I was pretty dissapointed with that one house. I drove around some and saw another one with no cars in the drive way. Again I parked a few blocks away and called a pizza to the house. Pizza man came and no one answered.

> Go around to the back of the house
> No fence this time
> Unlock it easy
> This time when I got it smelled like someone had been cooking. So I a proceeded with caution peeking around corners.
> No one was home but the TV was still on and the place looked like it had people living here.
> I checked the bedrooms it looked like they had one daughter.
> Look in the fridge, they had beer so I went ahead and put one it in my back pack.
> I heard a car pull up front and checked out the window
> I got out quickly and wait for them to get inside, as I suspected they had a daughter.
> They were gone and I went back to my car.

Oh, so now you decide to greentext

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Close one but it really wasn't the action I wanted either. All the locks were pretty easy. I decided to hit one more house before the night was over. I drove around and had trouble finding another house without cars parked. I finally did and did the same routine as before. Pizza man came no one answered.

> Go around back, pick doorknob and deadbolt.
> Get inside, place looks like it has people living in it.
> As I'm in a hallway a little boy walks by the entrance and I panic. I don't think he saw me though.
> I quietly but quickly get the fuck out.
> Run from the house untilIget to the sidewalk and act natural
> Get back to car. victory.jpg

So I went back home. I think it was like 5am when I got back. I chilled out and drank that beer. I felt good after that experience. It was better than sitting inside playing vidya all night.

>1am
>have a daughter
>nobodies homes

Ok wtf is this bullshit dude

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I started to think about different houses I wanted to break into, and different places. I didn't want to keep doing easy shit. I thought about trying to break into rented storage places. Maybe I could break into a department store.

I decided it would be interesting to try a department store. I started researching about security systems and how they worked. I learned a little bit about electrical wiring. I drove around and found a small place. It was some sporting goods store. When it was open I went inside and studied where the cameras were. It wasn't huge, it was a decent size. I went outside and walked around the back to look at the wiring.

On saturday night I went out and parked my car in the parking lot of a store and walked the rest of the way. I had the tools I needed in my backpack, a hatchet some rubber gloves safety glasses bolt cutters my lockpick tools including my lockpick gun, and a few other "special" items. I didn't really want to carry a backpack on me because I felt like it looked suspicous but I didn't have another way to carry the hachet and pickgun so they were hidden. I also bought a another phone to call the place and ditch later in case the police tried to track me on the logged calls. Anyways I got to the sporting goods store.

It was her room but she wasn't in it, I saw her when they got out of the car.

u nub?

fake

> Make three calls to the store, no one picks up I'm good.
> Go around backand put my mask on, it dark back here so I think I'll be alright.
> Go to where all the electrical shit is, take hatchet out and chop one of the wires I suspected was the electricity for the security system if not the whole building.
> Go to the back door and start picking, I had trouble. I got out my pick gun and tried that, it didn't work. I worked on it some more with a couple of different picks.
> I get it unlocked, it feels fucking amazing to do that.
> Get inside, it's dark I turn on my flashlight.
> I go to a light switch and flip it on, no electricity.
> Look around.
> Decide to get to work, go to the counter and start smearing lotion all over it and put condoms on it.
> Pour the rest of the lotion on the floor and drop a few condoms there.
> I had printed out pictures of horses and faggots fucking, scattered those on the mess off condoms and lotion.
> I left the place.

I got back to my car and ditched the phone in a store garbage can and went home. I did watch the news a couple days after that and I never saw me mentioned.

I looked up how to crack safes, that would be a much harder challenge.

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Prove it faggot.
So every other day after work I would drive around looking for places to break into. I would stake it out for a few hours to try and learn the routines of the employees (if it was a store or something like that) or the people in the house. Over the weekends I'd look at the places I'd wanted to break into and see if there was an oppurtunity.

I had scoped out this storage facility for two weeks and checked it out one weekend. The place didn't have crazy good security but there was a person in the main building where you drive past to get in. There was a fence around with barbed wire. I couldn't see any cameras and there wasn't any lights in the storage area. I parked my car at a store like before and walked behind the facility. I had brought a rug to put over the barbed wire and i climbed over. I went over to one of the storage units and go to picking.

> Open it up
> Bunch of junk
> Throw my pictures of gay porn everwhere and close it up.
> I went to another unit and opened that up and did the same
> Again I opened another storage unit and threw some more pictures around.
> I ran out of pictures, just started opening storage units for fun.
> Mostly junk was inside of them, nothing I really wanted to steal even if I wanted to.
> I opened 11 of the ones after the first three which weren't facing the road so they couldn't be seen unless you were on the other side.
> I left them open and hopped the fence and left.

Once I got back home I felt pretty good. Most places had shitty security. I was looking for much more of a challenge though, I just didn't want to do this easy shit. I mean I know I'm repeating myself but i was taking a pretty big risk for little reward and I wasn't getting anywhere with it. I wanted to really fuck with some shit.

I did like it though, it ate up a lot of my time.

After a while I did break into some more houses over the weekends, I never got caught but I did have some close calls. I was scoping out bussinesses and factories.

>start smearing lotion all over it and put condoms on it.

Chaotic Neutral man strikes again.

Okay guys I'm all out of the pre typed stuff so bare with me while i type out another part of this story don't worry won't take long. Just keep it bumped. and Thank you so far.

Are you getting to something or are you done yet? It's getting kind of boring. You should've stopped after leaving porn and lotion for the lulz.

Fake. Any loss of connection to basically any security system would result in an alarm at the host company.

You dun goofed OP

Don't worry this next part is about my boss. And I've seen some really fucked up shit while I was doing this.

> My boss at Wal mart is a dick and I hate him bla blah
> Decide to scope out his house for a week
> On facebook he said he was going on vacation.
> I get ready Saturday night to fuck the place up.
> The place doesn't have a security that I can see on the outside but I do cut the power.
> I pick the lock on the back door.
> Get inside, excellent.
> I check and I do see he put in a security thing but power was cut off so it was no good.
> I take out my spray paint and fuck up the place until the can is empty.
> I smash the TV with a hatchet.
> Take a shit on the floor.
> Smash the computer
> Ran out.

Not necessarily. I've worked in a couple shops that it was fake. Lots of owners are cheap and don't want to pay a regular bill, so they'll just get a system that just makes noise.

When my boss came back from his vaction he was fucking pissed at work and it just bumped him up from dick to schizo.

Will continue if anyone is interested.

steal something from someone's house and place it in someone else's house.

Fucked up. Shouldn't have done it at your job.

Especially since the best way to identify from cameras is by the size of the person and their gait. And since you're automatically a suspect, it's way too easy to match.

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Post pic of your lockpick set with timestamp or you're a fucking liar.

Op's hatchet.

If you don't include me in the screencap
then I'll pick your lock if you know what I mean.

Would like to finish reading the story OP so stop being a faggot and type faster pussy.

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Keep going

Hurry op