So about a year ago, word got out that I may or may not have been using TOR and the darknet markets to purchase any substances I could ever desire. While for the most part, people knew what it was, no one really bothered to look into it as college was some what abundant with goodies.
However, my one friend asked me to help me set up TOR and by then I was already using TAILs OS to do most of my business. It was easy enough to set it up for him, and he even paid me $20 to do all the "grunt" work. So eventually word got around and everyone started asking me to set up TAILs so they can make their MDMA fueled dreams come true.
It is really fucked up but I got the idea to install a keylogger into the OS. I'd set up the TAILs, make a copy of the PGP keys, wallet seeds, etc etc, then occasionally check the root log to see if they deposited any bitcoins. This happened over several months and I probably helped set up over 20 accounts.
I would take a note on the username and passwords of the markets my "customers" logged in to and would occasionally check the market to see if they had deposited anything. I would occasionally used the wallet seeds to see if there were any coins in the client. Eventually, I remember "stealing" over $5,000 worth of bitcoins in the span of 2 or 3 months. Of course people would angrily ask me why their coins were disappearing to which I told them that I warned them about phishing attempts and stuff like that. They couldn't do anything about it. After a while, most of the guys stopped using TAILs altogether and eventually it wasn't worth the time anymore.
So yeah. I'm a fucking evil asshole.
EDIT: They were friends of friends of friends. Word got out after the first friend I helped told everyone about it and my name popped up. I didn't fuck over anyone I personally knew.
Lemme clarify.. So I helped this one kid who was the epitome of a fratbro. Like seriously straight out of an 80s highschool sitcom. Would greet me with "nerd" and smoke all my weed saying he would pay me back with all the money he was going to make from his drug enterprise cough cough thanks to me. I mean yeah it wasn't a big deal, but I guess the last straw was when I overheard him talking to his brothers about how he has some nerd bitch setting up tor for him and how he wasn't even going to pay me for helping him out saying that just having exposure with his frat is good enough. I'm by no means a nerd or a geek, its just that this guy took being a fratbro to the extreme. So I came up with the idea and the fucked up part of me just decided to say fuck it, why stop at just him?
Damn, that's a pretty shitty thing to do. I will admit it was an interesting little read.