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RUMOUR: Xbox One leaking liquid? - Two cases reported so far

aravuus

Member
Oh boy. Sit down as it's kind of a long story. Here it goes...

Basically I was one of the few kids in my group that had a DC right at launch. I didn't really know this guy too well, but he hung out with some of the guys in the group. (Didn't really engage with too many of us though.) Just to make things easier, let's call him Terry. Soon as Terry found out I had a Dreamcast, he tried to get really chummy, and begged, and begged me for two weeks straight to lend him my console.

Me (like a total idiot) finally gave in and agreed. I bring the console to school and we both agree he'll keep it for a day or two and bring it back. That very night, he calls me at home, saying it won't turn on. My heart sinks and I keep trying to tell him to try and unplug it for a bit, or power it on with different games. He claims nothing works and that he "found short curly hairs" in it. I don't even know what to make of the last bit, and just demand that he returns it tomorrow.

Sure enough, next day at school, Terry brings it back. Along with the console, he tries to give me a tiny zip-lock bag with...what looks like pubes in it. He claims he found them in my Dreamcast, and makes sure to say it loud enough and hold it out long enough for everyone to see and hear. At this point, I'm pissed but realize it's all totally my fault for trusting essentially a stranger. I chalk it up as a lesson learned and move on.

Fast forward a month or two, I'm at a birthday party and Terry's name comes up. (Turns out he left an impression on many as being a habitual liar about all sorts of shit.) I proceed to tell my sob-story. At which point one of my friend's friend lets me know that Terry totally bought a Dreamcast on launch day. He said for "some reason" (we'll get to this later) his console stopped working, and he couldn't play anything for a while. Until suddenly, it all started working just fine again.

Basically, this dude had a Dreamcast, and he ruined it. Came to me to "borrow" mine, and switched it with his bricked one, and used freaking "pubes" of all things as an alibi. The guy at the party regularly tutored him or his sister (not really sure), so he asked me if I still had his ruined one that he gave me. (I still hoped one day it'd magically boot up again.) I gave it to the dude, and he totally ninja-switched his bricked DC with my working one and returned mine to me.

Oh as to how his OG console that he bought just magically stopped working: The guy at the party said one time he walk in on his room, and Terry, in a totally frazzled manner, looked like he just hurriedly shoved his uh, member, back in his briefs. With his Dreamcast on his bed with him, and him wearing nothing else other than his underwear that he possibly just put on as he saw the guy walking in. That along with his freaking choice of an alibi that he tried to spin on me was just...pure WTF-ery.

I shudder to think of what he might have actually tried/done with my actual Dreamcast, but at least it seemed clean and was still working.

Fuck Terry. Fuck him right in the ass with a cactus laced with acid.

This place needs a "your favorited posts" section or something where I could store these for later laughs
 

Salex_

Member
After this thread I wouldn't be surprised that see quite a few PS4s with some sort of liquid on top of them.

Might as well take the extra step and say "SonyGAF". You drop these subliminal posts all the time. I think it's time to tell everyone how you really feel.
 

charsace

Member
Oh boy. Sit down as it's kind of a long story. Here it goes...

Basically I was one of the few kids in my group that had a DC right at launch. I didn't really know this guy too well, but he hung out with some of the guys in the group. (Didn't really engage with too many of us though.) Just to make things easier, let's call him Terry. Soon as Terry found out I had a Dreamcast, he tried to get really chummy, and begged, and begged me for two weeks straight to lend him my console.

Me (like a total idiot) finally gave in and agreed. I bring the console to school and we both agree he'll keep it for a day or two and bring it back. That very night, he calls me at home, saying it won't turn on. My heart sinks and I keep trying to tell him to try and unplug it for a bit, or power it on with different games. He claims nothing works and that he "found short curly hairs" in it. I don't even know what to make of the last bit, and just demand that he returns it tomorrow.

Sure enough, next day at school, Terry brings it back. Along with the console, he tries to give me a tiny zip-lock bag with...what looks like pubes in it. He claims he found them in my Dreamcast, and makes sure to say it loud enough and hold it out long enough for everyone to see and hear. At this point, I'm pissed but realize it's all totally my fault for trusting essentially a stranger. I chalk it up as a lesson learned and move on.

Fast forward a month or two, I'm at a birthday party and Terry's name comes up. (Turns out he left an impression on many as being a habitual liar about all sorts of shit.) I proceed to tell my sob-story. At which point one of my friend's friend lets me know that Terry totally bought a Dreamcast on launch day. He said for "some reason" (we'll get to this later) his console stopped working, and he couldn't play anything for a while. Until suddenly, it all started working just fine again.

Basically, this dude had a Dreamcast, and he ruined it. Came to me to "borrow" mine, and switched it with his bricked one, and used freaking "pubes" of all things as an alibi. The guy at the party regularly tutored him or his sister (not really sure), so he asked me if I still had his ruined one that he gave me. (I still hoped one day it'd magically boot up again.) I gave it to the dude, and he totally ninja-switched his bricked DC with my working one and returned mine to me.

Oh as to how his OG console that he bought just magically stopped working: The guy at the party said one time he walk in on his room, and Terry, in a totally frazzled manner, looked like he just hurriedly shoved his uh, member, back in his briefs. With his Dreamcast on his bed with him, and him wearing nothing else other than his underwear that he possibly just put on as he saw the guy walking in. That along with his freaking choice of an alibi that he tried to spin on me was just...pure WTF-ery.

I shudder to think of what he might have actually tried/done with my actual Dreamcast, but at least it seemed clean and was still working.

Fuck Terry. Fuck him right in the ass with a cactus laced with acid.
Jesus christ dude date raped his dreamcast.
 

Rubezh

Member
Keep em cumming.

Residue2.jpg
 

Lace

Member
Doesn't seem like it'll explode into a big issue. 2 consoles out of a couple million having this issue doesn't worry me. I guessing it was played upside down. Should fall under the manufacturers warranty regardless.
 
It's the leftover pixels. You see Xbox One can actually output 1080p, but because 1080p is too unbalanced compared to 720p, Xbox One (free of charge) gets rid of the extra 360p.

Over delivering on value.

Please don't ban me :p
 

big_z

Member
The smoking video is likely a blown cap.

The mystery fluid is a spill. Fluids don't leak uphill and its sitting on top of the grill.

The guy needs to take a high quality picture looking through the vent slats on top and maybe on the side otherwise is call bullshit. If its excess thermal paste it should be all over the place inside.
 
Nothing to worry it's just some Chinese orphan tears left over from the manufacturing process. They were reprimanded and future xbone batches will not have this issue. So you should be ok if you don't pick up any of the first batch units which should be all sold by this time next year.

:)
 

BakedYams

Slayer of Combofiends
Because they use shitloads of bandwidth if everyone uses them.

And if one person gets away with it, others follow. So bans have to be made.

Animated avatars are disabled for a reason.

Insightful, well don't ban the guy who did it, looks like a junior and doesn't know...
 

Frillen

Member
Reading through this thread makes me sad. GAF is becoming more and more like Gamefaqs. You know, in one way I'm glad GAF is bigger than ever, but it's definitely paying a price for it.
 

Naminator

Banned
Might as well take the extra step and say "SonyGAF". You drop these subliminal posts all the time. I think it's time to tell everyone how you really feel.

Sorry about that, I'll try to post something constructive like everyone else here, let me try this.


It must be dat hidden dGPU powering up the Cloud Power LMAO!
 
Oh boy. Sit down as it's kind of a long story. Here it goes...

Basically I was one of the few kids in my group that had a DC right at launch. I didn't really know this guy too well, but he hung out with some of the guys in the group. (Didn't really engage with too many of us though.) Just to make things easier, let's call him Terry. Soon as Terry found out I had a Dreamcast, he tried to get really chummy, and begged, and begged me for two weeks straight to lend him my console.

Me (like a total idiot) finally gave in and agreed. I bring the console to school and we both agree he'll keep it for a day or two and bring it back. That very night, he calls me at home, saying it won't turn on. My heart sinks and I keep trying to tell him to try and unplug it for a bit, or power it on with different games. He claims nothing works and that he "found short curly hairs" in it. I don't even know what to make of the last bit, and just demand that he returns it tomorrow.

Sure enough, next day at school, Terry brings it back. Along with the console, he tries to give me a tiny zip-lock bag with...what looks like pubes in it. He claims he found them in my Dreamcast, and makes sure to say it loud enough and hold it out long enough for everyone to see and hear. At this point, I'm pissed but realize it's all totally my fault for trusting essentially a stranger. I chalk it up as a lesson learned and move on.

Fast forward a month or two, I'm at a birthday party and Terry's name comes up. (Turns out he left an impression on many as being a habitual liar about all sorts of shit.) I proceed to tell my sob-story. At which point one of my friend's friend lets me know that Terry totally bought a Dreamcast on launch day. He said for "some reason" (we'll get to this later) his console stopped working, and he couldn't play anything for a while. Until suddenly, it all started working just fine again.

Basically, this dude had a Dreamcast, and he ruined it. Came to me to "borrow" mine, and switched it with his bricked one, and used freaking "pubes" of all things as an alibi. The guy at the party regularly tutored him or his sister (not really sure), so he asked me if I still had his ruined one that he gave me. (I still hoped one day it'd magically boot up again.) I gave it to the dude, and he totally ninja-switched his bricked DC with my working one and returned mine to me.

Oh as to how his OG console that he bought just magically stopped working: The guy at the party said one time he walk in on his room, and Terry, in a totally frazzled manner, looked like he just hurriedly shoved his uh, member, back in his briefs. With his Dreamcast on his bed with him, and him wearing nothing else other than his underwear that he possibly just put on as he saw the guy walking in. That along with his freaking choice of an alibi that he tried to spin on me was just...pure WTF-ery.

I shudder to think of what he might have actually tried/done with my actual Dreamcast, but at least it seemed clean and was still working.

Fuck Terry. Fuck him right in the ass with a cactus laced with acid.

Came for the Xbone jizz anecdotes, left satisfied with tales of Dreamcast pubes.
 

Yawnier

Banned
Reading through this thread makes me sad. GAF is becoming more and more like Gamefaqs. You know, in one way I'm glad GAF is bigger than ever, but it's definitely paying a price for it.

Sorry about that, I'll try to post something constructive like everyone else here, let me try this.


It must be dat hidden dGPU powering up the Cloud Power LMAO!

Thread is becoming a graveyard
 
...and that's why you should never lend videogame stuff to anyone, ever.

fucking hell, terry

I was sure I've read a story about pubes in a Dreamcast a long time ago. Found it.

lol. yep he stole it.

Yeah, I've posted it on reddit before. (Along with mentioning it way back in another thread here.) Didn't realize a novelty account picked it up though. But, guess that happens when you post stuff like this out into the ether. Not really sure how I can go about proving ownership of this scenario...
 

QaaQer

Member
Yeah, I've posted it on reddit before. (Along with mentioning it way back in another thread here.) Didn't realize a novelty account picked it up though. But, guess that happens when you post stuff like this out into the ether. Not really sure how I can go about proving ownership of this scenario...

still got the baggie?
 
Xbox one is an eldritch horror. it's probably bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. don't stare into the kinect, less it stare back at you.
 
Oh boy. Sit down as it's kind of a long story. Here it goes...

Basically I was one of the few kids in my group that had a DC right at launch. I didn't really know this guy too well, but he hung out with some of the guys in the group. (Didn't really engage with too many of us though.) Just to make things easier, let's call him Terry. Soon as Terry found out I had a Dreamcast, he tried to get really chummy, and begged, and begged me for two weeks straight to lend him my console.

Me (like a total idiot) finally gave in and agreed. I bring the console to school and we both agree he'll keep it for a day or two and bring it back. That very night, he calls me at home, saying it won't turn on. My heart sinks and I keep trying to tell him to try and unplug it for a bit, or power it on with different games. He claims nothing works and that he "found short curly hairs" in it. I don't even know what to make of the last bit, and just demand that he returns it tomorrow.

Sure enough, next day at school, Terry brings it back. Along with the console, he tries to give me a tiny zip-lock bag with...what looks like pubes in it. He claims he found them in my Dreamcast, and makes sure to say it loud enough and hold it out long enough for everyone to see and hear. At this point, I'm pissed but realize it's all totally my fault for trusting essentially a stranger. I chalk it up as a lesson learned and move on.

Fast forward a month or two, I'm at a birthday party and Terry's name comes up. (Turns out he left an impression on many as being a habitual liar about all sorts of shit.) I proceed to tell my sob-story. At which point one of my friend's friend lets me know that Terry totally bought a Dreamcast on launch day. He said for "some reason" (we'll get to this later) his console stopped working, and he couldn't play anything for a while. Until suddenly, it all started working just fine again.

Basically, this dude had a Dreamcast, and he ruined it. Came to me to "borrow" mine, and switched it with his bricked one, and used freaking "pubes" of all things as an alibi. The guy at the party regularly tutored him or his sister (not really sure), so he asked me if I still had his ruined one that he gave me. (I still hoped one day it'd magically boot up again.) I gave it to the dude, and he totally ninja-switched his bricked DC with my working one and returned mine to me.

Oh as to how his OG console that he bought just magically stopped working: The guy at the party said one time he walk in on his room, and Terry, in a totally frazzled manner, looked like he just hurriedly shoved his uh, member, back in his briefs. With his Dreamcast on his bed with him, and him wearing nothing else other than his underwear that he possibly just put on as he saw the guy walking in. That along with his freaking choice of an alibi that he tried to spin on me was just...pure WTF-ery.

I shudder to think of what he might have actually tried/done with my actual Dreamcast, but at least it seemed clean and was still working.

Fuck Terry. Fuck him right in the ass with a cactus laced with acid.
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