Fortunately for the villains, despots and other baddies of the world, you're only ever likely to encounter a hacked home page like that within the pages of my Death Note fan fiction novels. Or Zazzle.
The real world only has to deal with Anonymous et al.
But do you notice something new about the EHC hacked website screenie? There's the EHC logo blazing back at you. We've actually got one. More than one in fact. The version above informs the initiated that Mariomatt was the lead hacker on this particular operation. That's HIS take on the EHC's symbol.
What Mello hadn't quite grasped was that the EHC symbol wasn't entirely fixed. It could change in quite dramatic ways, or disappear entirely, again in direct relation to which member of the EHC was running the show. Though the vague shape and colour scheme seemed to survive them all.
The version he had mostly seen, he realised now, belonged to Matt. It owed much to the Matrix. Each element had that movie's trademark computerized lettering flowing across their surfaces. Static on headers; swarming on hacks. Only the hues changed to delineate the letters: the huge white E, with its strange kink in the middle, curving around from behind the solid red H - like goalposts from a rugby pitch; and the smaller green C defying perspective, floating behind with its shading seeming to suggest that it should be pushing through the rest.
"Did you design this?" Mello had once asked Matt, during a rare moment consciously acknowledging its existence. It still made the Slav feel a little uneasy, though not due to its associations anymore. The sheer disorder had Mello itching to find an art program with which to fix it. Matt hadn't answered verbally, just smirked with a wary sideways gaze. Mischief twinkled behind those goggles. "I can tell." Mello snapped. "It's chaotic." Realizing too late that such sentiments were bound to delight his husband. Mello had left it be after that. It wasn't his prerogative to alter a thing. This was Matt's world. His crowning glory to date.
Currently untitled, my 11th Death Note fan fiction novel features the EHC quite heavily. As a point of plot-line, I needed to describe the Elite Hackers Consortium symbol, which meant that one had to be conceived.
I'm a writer. I have no artistic vision. I find it incredibly difficult to imagine what a piece of artwork would look like without it being there in front of me. Hence the thing was designed, then properly created.
I planned to come up with an idea for a logo for the EHC, then hand over to BrookeStardust to actually produce it. The shock result here is that I didn't do the latter.
The EHC's logo artwork was all me. More GIMP skillz for the win!
"It's not always Matrix!" Mello exclaimed now, his attention caught and pointing towards a plainer iteration on Firebomb's screen.
The E still bent inexplicably behind the H, but the overall effect was much less hectic. Almost hypnotic in its tunneling simplicity. Like the H was a big, red gate, barring the way pointed towards by the white, suddenly arrow like E. The black inner section of the C practically inviting. Calm. There was blackness beyond and all around, but the white, red and green felt trustworthy in its midst. Sanctum.
"Good for you, stripping his Matrix overload from it." Mello caught himself mid-stream and cringed. He peered around to see how Matt was receiving this public condemnation of his artistic taste. The red head was smirking, seeming as amused now as he had back then, when Mello had first criticized the symbol's rendering.
Firebomb shrugged, "It's not even usually black."
Force10 snorted, "There's a 'usually'?"
Not only the inner sanctum consortium, but the hundreds of thousands in the outer area too.
Bubbles laughed, "They probably only do one each. It's practically a rite of passage... Though some of them really love it. Handful perhaps, who live in there, modding. Giving advice. Some don't do it at all."
It was meant to be endlessly reproduced in ways personal, imaginative, contemporary and/or appropriate to any given situation, cause or individual. There are EHC members who never do a thing for any cyber operation, except create a rendering of the logo for use in its promotion.
As 'mother of the internet' - or at least that part of it accessible to the Elite Hacker Consortium (so all of it then) - Bubbles collects every single solitary rendition of the EHC logo produced by her 'babies'. They are pinned upon her cyberspace equivalent of a fridge door.
That gallery already runs into the many thousands of individually distinct pieces. Each carefully tagged with the designing hacker's name.
"Then there is a 'usually'." Mello told her. "A template which they all follow. Something immutable behind the customisation." He smiled sweetly. "May I see it please?" He saw Matt's mind, blazing behind his nonchalance and smile, betrayed by the depth of his gaze. Part Puckish, part ancient intelligence. Confidence here. His own sweet battlefield.
Bubbles had breathed another laugh, almost dismissive, no great importance attached, but only almost. "If you want."
Mello blinked. The background was red. Alongside it sat another with the background white. Inside both the EHC logo sat the same, but utterly altered from that which Mello was used to seeing. It was turned 90 degrees, seeming toppled onto its side. The symbol was outlined in black, allowing it to stand clearly against either choice.
"This is what we give them to play with."
It belongs to the internet.
What I'm saying here is that you can - and should - create your own EHC symbol, then plaster it wherever you want to put it. It's free to use, reuse and adapt, publicly, personally and commercially.
Here are the files. Take them. They're yours.
Only please let us have a copy of your creations, so that Bubbles can pin them to her cyberspace fridge door.
The proviso always being that none of us own this, because we all do. EHC logo copyrighted by the EHC 2014 and forever. All rights preserved, blah, blah, blah. All rights held in common. No single individual, entity, organization, government, country, charity, group, consortium, animal, mineral, gas, deity, elemental being or bird may claim sole ownership of the EHC symbol nor any adaptations thereon.
Check back if that isn't absolutely clear. Assume that the answer is 'yes, you have permission to use the EHC logo for that', unless 'that' is to copyright, patent or otherwise stop anyone else using it.
It all goes to the great and noble cause of keeping me afloat. The quicker I'm able to make a livelihood online, the sooner you'll get all my future Death Note fan fiction novels. I'd actually have the time to write them! (Two planned, including the aforementioned EHC one, currently stalled at thirty chapters.) Wish me luck.
You don't actually need to buy any of my stuff though. You have the files to make your own. Now go and be creative.
But not Bubbles. Check back tomorrow to learn what the frig I mean by that. *smirk* Less than three.