True crime gets really really weird especially when you dive into more rare extreme niches.
I don’t remember the name, but the being hanged by chains attached to your skin thing is really weird
Making murder porn your personality. There are people being killed and it’s people’s hobby to get a boner over the killer or digging through their personal life.
Tether cars.
Is that the one where they race on circular tracks? Those speeds are absolutely insane, over 200mph. I wonder what the G forces are on those cars.
The telephone pole appreciation society…
That I’ve heard of? I’m gonna count that guy who commissioned fanart of women buying way too much Wonderbread and destroying rainforests.
Thinking about that guy, he’s probably having the time of his life with AI image generators.
Serial killers just murder hobbyists so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Anvil firing
You get 2 anvils
Pack some gunpowder between them
Light a fuze
Run
The top one shoots off into the air
And you try not to looney tunes yourself.
Thank you for reminding me about this classic
The fire alarm collecting community is larger than you might expect. I first got one recommended to me on New Year’s of a guy setting off all 20 or so of his linked fire alarms when the clock struck midnight. He needed hearing protection the next room over.
Trainspotting (a now largely obsolete English hobby). Back when trains were a thing, nerds would gather at at the front end of the platform to write down the numbers of the engines. Exciting stuff. If you ever saw a movie called ‘The Station Agent’ with Peter Dinklage you kind of get the idea. Now a slang for a pointless, useless activity (which is where the movie about Scottish heroin addicts gets its name from).
A close second is commenting on the internet.
There are airplane and bus spotters too. I don’t think it weird though, people geek out about all kind of things. Trains are cooler than cars anyway _
Japan still has a lot of campaigns with special prints or characters on trains. Fans find their schedules and wait at stations to take pictures. Its quite fun to ride one of those trains and see tens of ethusiasts at every stop.
In Eve Online, when a capsule was destroyed, a frozen corpse was left behind.
I knew someone who would go around collecting corpses. A battle is going, he’d be out there scooping them up. He’s running a hauler, and this was the day that when your ship got destroyed, every bit of loot went out in individual units, so when a pirate would try to shake him down he’d respond with “If you blow me up, you’ll crash back to desktop.”
That was how he played the game, gathering corpses.
“If you blow me up, you’ll crash back to desktop.”
What does that mean?
He had so many individual pieces of loot on board, blowing up his ship would overload the players ram and crash the game.
The game would attempt to render the thousands of corpses all at once, which presumably would overload the game engine and cause it to crash.
Exactly this.
This guy isn’t a weird, he’s straight up dangerous
This is EVE we’re talking about. This is honestly one of the more benign if not weird habits.
This is the game where to join a corp you nearly needed a resume so people could make sure you weren’t a spy because months to years infiltration processes happen in this game. Or just rampant piracy.
This is the thing i keep hearing about EVE player, they have the culture of running the game like in real life which sounds interesting, but i swear if i ever try this game i would be bored of it in 5 hours.
Isn’t there’s also a news channel that report on what happened in EVE?
I carried my own corpse around until I got into trouble crossing a Concord border with it.
I don’t know that this even counts, but one of the most strange but wildly interesting things I used to do years back was randomly exploring defunct teleporters in Habbo Hotel.
For those who don’t know about teleporters/teles in Habbo Hotel, there are probably tens of thousands of pairs of teleports that exist in the game, each of them connecting only to its pair. Since trading furniture is pretty much a currency in Habbo, a lot of individual teleporters get traded off or lost throughout the years, and often end up being parked in random rooms and vast furniture junkyards.
So I would often lay down several random teles from my inventory, or enter my own furniture junkyard, and try every tele in there until I got a live one. This would Bill & Ted me to fuck knows where. If I’m unlucky, it’s just a dead end room. If I’m lucky, it’s a room with even more teles. That’s where the rabbit hole begins. Pretty soon you’re ten teles deep into the weirdest, most liminal Back Rooms spaces you can imagine. Sometimes you even find a back door into other players’ private rooms and get to explore like a cat burglar. The sky was the limit.
I haven’t logged in for a decade or more, but I still miss doing that sometimes.
I included the best pic I could find online of what a tele goldmine looked like, except there would typically be a wide variety of styles and not all portapotties like these.
I’d watch this YouTube channel
This sounds fun.
Holy shit, this sounds like an absolute blast!
Counting counties aka keeping track of every county you visit. My husband has this hobby, and sometimes on road trips we drive way out of the way for him to grab a new county.
He should combine this with geocaching. You get to see a map of where you’ve been
Memorising door colours of every house and flat in a small Scottish town of about 30,000.
Yes, the hobby-ist was on the spectrum.
A weird hobby of mine used to be collecting pictures of camgirls balancing shoes on their heads. I misclicked the [ x ] on a camgirl popup ad, and discovered that it wasn’t a big link to some site, but an actual chat room with a live girl. For anyone unaware, you can talk to them for free, while they try and lure you into paying for whatever acts you want to see. I told the first one I don’t believe they are real because I didnt, and to balance a shoe on her head so I can see its not just a collection of prescripted gifs or something. She did it. Screenshot. Did it to a few more for the lols. I had a few thousand over a year or two before I finally lost interest.
Also telling them how cool it was they keep tarantulas as pets, because I just saw it go behind that poster on the wall.
I dont feel proud of myself now, they were at a point in their lives where taking their clothes off for a few quid on the Internet was a good idea, and I was just fucking with them. Was fun though.
Wow, shoe-on-head takes me back.
The tarantula thing is pretty funny.
