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Global cyberattack: Full list of countries affected by ransomware campaign

The massive global ransomware campaign launched by unknown hackers using NSA tools has affected close to 100 countries. This is being seen as the most large-scale cyberattack ever.

A security researcher going by the handle malwaretechblog on Twitter, credited with stopping the attack, said the possibility of fresh attacks could not be ruled out, but only if cybercriminals updated the ransomware or created a new strain. You can find out more about how the attacks were stopped here.

Trending: Hospitals across UK in lockdown as hackers hold them ransom

Here’s the full list of countries affected by the attack as of the morning of 13 May, 2017.

Europe

  • UK
  • Scotland
  • Ireland
  • Russia
  • Ukraine
  • Bulgaria
  • Slovakia
  • Latvia
  • Belarus
  • Lithuania
  • Estonia
  • Romania
  • Bosnia and Herzegovina
  • Greece
  • Croatia
  • Spain
  • Portugal
  • Italy
  • France
  • Germany
  • Poland
  • Austria
  • Finland
  • Belgium
  • The Netherlands
  • Macedonia
  • Iceland
  • Switzerland
  • Norway
  • Serbia
  • Denmark
  • Sweden

Asia

  • India
  • China
  • Pakistan
  • Afghanistan
  • Kazakhstan
  • Kyrgysztan
  • Tajikistan
  • Uzbekistan
  • Turkmenistan
  • Mongolia
  • Bangladesh
  • Sri Lanka
  • Bhutan
  • Nepal
  • Indonesia
  • Malaysia
  • Laos
  • Myanmar
  • South Korea
  • North Korea
  • Thailand
  • Vietnam
  • Philippines
  • Japan

North America

  • US
  • Canada

South America

  • Mexico
  • Cuba
  • Colombia
  • Guatemala
  • Venezuela
  • Peru
  • Brazil
  • Argentina
  • Chile
  • Honduras

Africa

  • South Africa
  • Egypt
  • Nigeria
  • Kenya
  • Zimbabwe
  • Morocco
  • Sudan
  • South Sudan
  • Algeria
  • Tunisia
  • Ethiopia
  • Tanzania
  • Mozambique
  • Zambia
  • Mali
  • Guinea
  • Uganda
  • Benin
  • Libya
  • Angola
  • DRC
  • Botswana
  • Niger

Middle East

  • Iran
  • UAE
  • Turkey
  • Saudi Arabia
  • Iraq
  • Syria
  • Lebanon
  • Oman
  • Yemen

Oceania

  • Australia
  • New Zealand

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(AN/ i’M BACCCCCCCCK!!! After 2 weeks break Im back with a brand new chapter for you lovely folks!!! So this story passed 100k views this week, thank you all so much to everyone who has read, reviewed, faved, followed, liked and reblogged you are all awesome. Also the sequel to this story is already in development check my tumblr page crewefox for details. Btw this version of the chapter is the M-rated, if you wanna read the T rated go to my fanfiction.net page please. So without further ado let’s get cracking with this chapter…)

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Chapter 22- Luna and her grandfathers

Judy had got home at the apartment not long after Nick left, the smell of his violet like musk was fresh as she entered through the front door and felt that familiar fuzzy sensation in her stomach. It was a welcome feeling after the crestfallen conversation she had with Marian. Judy had told Marian everything that her Mom had said to her, every cruel word. All the while Marian had held her close and consoled the broken hearted bunny, although Judy did notice Marian clench her fists and her eye twitch at a few moments. Marian promised to support Judy whenever she needed to talk, it was nice to know that there was a mother figure in her life that she could rely on…even if she was a master thief, cybercriminal and a skilled martial artist who put a snow leopard in a coma. Judy had an uncomfortable shower (her cast had to be covered with a plastic shopping bag), got changed into a pair of denim shorts and a strappy top that matched the colour of her eyes and switched on the laptop her and Nick shared to check her furbook page, there were messages from Clawhauser, Nala, Basil, Skye and Jack wishing her well after her trip to the ER last night, she messaged them all back thanking them for being kind and not to worry. It was then that her smartphone began to ring and vibrate beside her on the sofa, she picked it up and read the name on the screen ‘Heather’ “Huh?” Judy sounded as she read the screen, Heather was one of Hopps sisters but if she was pushed to say it Judy would say Heather was her favourite. Heather was two years older than Judy at 27 and had embraced the farming life, she was the hot pick to become the next head of the Hopps family, so much so her husband Jacob had taken the name Hopps when they married. Heather was one of the few siblings who had pushed her to become a cop and always encouraged her little sister to do her best. With the only the slightest of hesitation Judy swiped at the phone to answer the video call, as soon as the call connected a chocolate brown doe rabbit blessed with a muscled upper body appeared on screen, she was in a simple white tank top that left more room to exhibit her muscles gained from over a decade in the fields of Hopps farm. “Heather.” Judy greeted, her happiness clear in her voice.

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The mobile app keeps serving me this ad, which doesn’t even fit my phone screen but says “Cybercriminals could be in your business right now,” and it always makes me think:
A) how the fuck many business owners do they think are on Tumblr? What the fuck is their ad sales department telling Microsoft about what they can offer them?
B) Cybercriminals? In my vagina?

Cybersecurity expert Brian Krebs on ransomware and the most dangerous kind of spam:

“The most dangerous spam is going to be an attachment, a malicious, booby-trapped attachment. It’s going to be something that basically takes over computer, steals your passwords, and if you’re really unlucky, it will hold your computer for ransom and so this is probably the most diabolical and fastest growing spam out there, it’s called ransomware.

Essentially what ransomware does is it gets on your system and it sits there very quietly and goes through all of your documents, your mp3 files, your pictures, everything that you might actually value on that system and it encrypts it with a very, very strong encryption [that] probably not even the NSA could break.

Once it’s done with that process, it pops up a little note that says, "Hey, sorry for the interruption, your friendly neighborhood cybercriminal here, just want to let you know that we’ve gone ahead and encrypted all of your files and if you want them back you have to pay us $700 (or $300 or whatever the arbitrary amount is). And, oh by the way, you have 72 hours.” And this little countdown clock starts.

The frustrating part about this is many people don’t take this seriously. The first thing they do is try to remove the threat. And this type of malware is actually not difficult at all to remove, but your files are still encrypted. By the way, if you remove it, you remove the actual file that you need to actually get your files back. If you want to get your files back you have to pay a ransom, but you can’t just pull out a credit card and pay it, for obvious reasons, so you have to pay with a virtual currency like bitcoin.“

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Olicity prompt: (Established Oliver and Felicity) Oliver goes to visit Cooper Sheldon in prison.

AN: Thank you, anon, for this wonderful prompt. I’ve been having a terrible time staying inspired long enough to finish a prompt response (yes, I have about three unfinished responses sitting on my computer) and this one helped me get back to work. I hope you enjoy this one, as I had a ton of fun writing it. Protective Oliver definitely returned in this one, I hope he’s to everyone’s liking!

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He knew that Felicity wouldn’t approve of what he was about to do. She was perfectly content moving forward with their relationship and their lives as if this whole instance had never happened. He sometimes envied her ability to remain positive in their worst situations – her ability to remain just and fair. She was capable of moving on from the past, the pain that was her catalyst – her crucible.

He was not.

It hadn’t taken long after he returned from Nanda Parbat to realize that his relationship with Felicity was worth fighting for – worth living for.

It had taken only slightly longer to win her over, convince her that he was serious and he wasn’t going to spook again.

While his possessions remained in the apartment with Thea, he found himself spending more and more time in her apartment. He would wake up with her, watch as she did her morning routine, would drive her to work, pick up her favorite sandwich for lunch, spend his nights with her, and go home with her.

Some people might say that he spent too much time with Felicity, but he felt that he didn’t spend enough. Every moment he was away from her was another minute closer to when he could be with her again.

It was a Wednesday when he found it – the box. He had been cleaning the apartment, something he wanted to do for her since they always got home too late and were up too early to clean the apartment to her liking. The box of letters from one Cooper Sheldon, resident of Iron Heights penitentiary, sat on the top shelf of the hallway coat closet. The postmark on the top letter was from the previous week.

He didn’t read them, as much as he wanted too. Oliver waited to pick her up from work to have the conversation. If her psycho ex-boyfriend was sending her ‘love letters’ from prison he felt he had the right to be concerned. There was a reason Felicity hadn’t brought this up, and he would listen to that reason. He still couldn’t deny the burning sense of rage filling his gut as he thought of that man holding Felicity at gunpoint, threatening her life.

“So I was cleaning today,” he said mildly as he drove the streets of Starling on their way to the foundry.

“Thank you,” she said with a pleased smile. “You really didn’t have to do that. Besides, the apartment isn’t even lived in enough to deserve a good cleaning. I mean you don’t even live there, sort of.” 

He chuckled as he reached across the center console to entwine their fingers together, her body shifting towards him.

“Or at least your things don’t live there,” she said with a contemplative look crossing her face. “Anyway, you were cleaning?”

“Yeah, and I uh, I found this box,” he told her as they came to a red light. “It had all these letters inside.”

“You were cleaning the coat closet?” She asked with a laugh. “How deep of a clean did you do?”

He rolled his eyes to her response but remained steadfast. “When did he start sending you letters?”

Felicity turned her head, the laughter stopping, but proceeded anyway. He knew that he wasn’t going to give up until he was assured that Felicity was safe. He also knew that she knew him well enough to know that fact as well.

“They started right after we sent him to Iron Heights. I was going to respond, and tell him to just leave me alone, but I didn’t want to encourage him.” Felicity shook her head as the light turned green. “I figured it best to keep them so that if anything ever came of it, we would have evidence.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” And by ‘anyone,’ he meant him.

From the amount of letters in the box, he must have been sending her multiple letters a week for months, possibly one letter a day. The idea that she hadn’t said anything cause him to feel a spark of frustration rise within him.

“Things just kind of snowballed after that.” She shrugged in response. “There were so many other things happening that were more important than Cooper’s stupid letters, like Sara’s murder and you leaving. We had enough trouble, you know? Why borrow more?”

“I wish you would have told me,” he said with a calmness he didn’t feel. “I could have done something.”

“Like what?” Felicity asked, causing him to glance at him out of the corner of his eye. “I was already spending more than a fair amount of time with you, Diggle, and Roy in the lair or in a heavily guarded building with multiple well qualified security guards and cameras.”

“Seeing as how the last time he kidnapped you was in your own home, you can understand why I’m still concerned.” Oliver grunted. “The guy was unhinged.”

“Yes, I agree,” Felicity told him as she gently squeezed his hand. “I wasn’t trying to hide the letters, I promise, I haven’t even read them.”

“You do understand why I’m concerned about him reaching out to you?” He asked.

“Yes, you want to make sure I’m safe,” she said with a warm smile. “I feel very fortunate to have such a loving and protective boyfriend.”

Oliver turned to look at her, before looking back at the road. He did love her, and if anything happened to her he didn’t know how he would react. Not well, probably.

“If it makes you feel any better, I will take the box to Captain Lance tomorrow and see what he says.” Felicity offered as he pulled the car over to the side of the road to park. “Maybe I can look into getting a restraining order, too, if it makes you feel better.”

“Would you also take John to work with you tomorrow?” He asked, figuring that a little extra protection wouldn’t hurt.

Felicity gave a slight nod before grabbing her purse and exiting the car.

~*~

He knew that Felicity wouldn’t approve of what he was about to do. She made it clear the night before that she would take the letters to the police, and even ok’d taking John to work with her as a bodyguard. She thought it was overkill for ‘a couple letters’ but he and John thought it a good practice.

Oliver didn’t trust the current situation to not escalate. Felicity had a tendency to downplay her role on the team and not fully comprehend the gravity of their situation. Oliver wondered if she even realized how important she was - How the team wouldn’t function without her. Or how he wouldn’t function without her.

He didn’t tell her as he dropped her off that morning that his plan was to go to Iron Heights and meet with Cooper. Roy had suggested going as the Arrow and Arsenal to make a lasting impression, but Oliver knew that he was perfectly capable of leaving a mark without using an arrow.

He did, however, need a way in.

“You know that she’s going to have some choice words when she finds out what you’re doing?” Laurel asked as she leafed through the pile of forms in front of her, the forms granting Oliver ‘special permission’ from Starling City’s ADA to visit the cybercriminal. “I got to know her while you were gone, I care about her too, and she is going to use her loud voice when she finds out.”

“I’ll remember that the next time she’s being held at gunpoint,” Oliver said as he dug his hands into his pockets.

“Oliver Queen?” Oliver lifted his gaze to the security guard standing in the entrance way, waiting for him to enter.

Oliver didn’t look back to see Laurel’s face as he followed the guard to an empty room with a few tables and chairs. He needed Laurel’s signature to assure that he was granted this room, one without a glass partition to keep the prisoners separated from the visitors – the glass meant to keep the visitors safe. He wanted one where he could demonstrate to Cooper just what kind of man he was dealing with.

Oliver wanted to make a point. Felicity Smoak was off limits.

When Cooper Sheldon, dressed in a grey jumpsuit, entered the room he looked confused. Certainly he didn’t understand why a former billionaire would want to visit him in lock up. The guard escorting Cooper guided him to a seat across from Oliver, who sat expressionless.

“I’m assuming you are trying to figure out why I wanted to meet with you,” Oliver said, not giving away any emotion.

Cooper didn’t respond, but stared back at Oliver in challenge.

“We have something in common, we both came back from the dead.” Cooper tipped his head to the side but did not respond. “I’m sure that while you were away, you saw some things that changed you – things that made you question who you were and what was right and wrong.”

Oliver watched as the corners of Cooper’s lips remained in a straight line. The kid had a hell of a poker face, but Oliver could read his body language – the slight sheen of sweat forming on his brow, the way Cooper held his cuffed wrists tight together on his lap – the young man was nervous.  

“You want to build a rapport with me?” Cooper asked in a monotone voice. “I don’t know why you’re here, but I can tell you that you and I are nothing alike, so why don’t you get to your point?”

Oliver placed both hands on the table as he leaned forward in his chair to speak.

“That’s where you’re right, Cooper.” Oliver kept his voice calm, neutral. “You and are I nothing alike. You spent five years with the NSA hunting criminals only to become one, while I spent five years fighting to survive on a deserted island – doing the unimaginable on a daily basis.” Oliver paused to let his unsaid words sink in. “My time away taught me something important and that’s the protection of those closest to me.”

Cooper sat back in his chair, seemingly distancing himself from Oliver.

“You see, there is a person in my life who means a great deal to me. I would even go so far as to say that she is my family.” Oliver leaned forward as he spoke. “I will go to whatever lengths necessary to protect my family.”

“You’re here about Felicity? You’re her boyfriend.” Cooper asked, somewhat amused. “Are you jealous, or something? Jealous of what we had?”

“Cooper, you and I know very well that Felicity is her own person, and is very capable of making her own decisions.” Oliver wasn’t here for Felicity, not really. “We both know that what you had is long since over.”

Her safety was paramount, yes, but Oliver wanted the opportunity to let Cooper Sheldon know just who he was dealing with if he ever went near Felicity again. That night, Felicity had proven once again how capable she was, how strong she was, but she deprived him the pleasure of putting the fear of God, or even an arrow, into the man in front of him.

“That fact that you are here just proves that you see me as a threat,” Cooper said as his face became smug. “You know that I could take her away from you.”

“You’re right, you are a threat,” Oliver shrugged. “But you will not take her away from me, and if you try there will be no place that you could go on this planet that I would not find you,” Oliver said with a lowered voice. “You think because you’re smart that you have the upper hand? Look around, Cooper. Where’s your guard?”

Oliver held back a grin as Cooper tried to remain inconspicuous, glancing around the room for help, fear filling his eyes.

“You lucked out that night.” Oliver told him truthfully. “The Arrow would have killed you for laying a finger on her, but she spared you. Now me, I’m not as easily swayed. Remember, I’ve had to do a lot to survive,” Oliver said as he pushed himself out from the table. “Don’t think my love for Felicity would keep you alive if you went too far.”

Oliver stood to his full height, towering over the man below him. In his prison attire, the man in front of him looked like no more than a boy. In a way, Oliver felt bad for him. Oliver had been where he was, in a way. He had seen the darkest side of humanity, and had been very close to pursuing it.

But Oliver had had a purpose, a mission. He had a light, still inside of him, making him a hero.

“Next time you think about Felicity or feel the urge to write her a letter, stop and think of this moment.” Cooper looked over his shoulder once again, Oliver saw, willing the guard to come into the room. “Remember the fact that I can get to you, no matter where you are, or how protected you may feel, and I will kill you without even blinking an eye.”

Oliver didn’t wait for a response as he turned to leave the room. Part of him wanted to turn around and break at least one of Cooper’s bones, but he stopped himself. The night Cooper abducted Felicity, Oliver hadn’t been able to let loose the fury building beneath the surface. He had remained a hero that night. Felicity helped him do that by disabling Cooper before he could kill him.

She kept him a hero, and didn’t let him go back on his vow.

Cooper had been spared, and the boy needed to realize what a gift Felicity had given him. In return, Cooper needed to fade away into the background, or that gift would expire.

And it wouldn’t be a hero in a hood, with a bow and arrow, that took his life. It would be a man who would do anything to protect the woman he loved – no matter the cost. 

Mr. Krebs — a former reporter at The Washington Post who taught himself to read Russian while jogging on his treadmill and who blogs with a 12-gauge shotgun by his side — is so entrenched in the digital underground that he is on a first-name basis with some of Russia’s major cybercriminals. Many call him regularly, leak him documents about their rivals, and try to bribe and threaten him to keep their names and dealings off his blog.
—  Brian Krebs, security journalist and all-around interesting character, gets his New York Times profile. You might know him from such work as the Target breach and the Adobe breach.

The U.S. wants to slap sanctions on cybercriminals. President Obama issued an executive order Wednesday creating the nation’s first sanctions program to combat “malicious” cyberattacks and cyberspying.

President Obama said cyberthreats pose one of “the most serious economic and national security challenge” to the U.S., and that the executive order offers a “targeted tool” for countering that threat.

The sanctions would apply to individuals and groups involved in cyberattacks that harm or compromise critical infrastructure, steal trade secrets and hobble computer systems, among other things.

U.S. Creates First Sanctions Program Against Cybercriminals

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There's One Thing Americans Fear More Than Terrorism and Murder

The crime Americans fear the most isn’t one where they’re physically harmed.

The top potential threat unnerving Americans is hackers stealing their credit or debit card information, according to a new pollreleased by Gallup

A whopping 69% of Americans admit to “frequently or occasionally” worrying about the hazards brought on by cybercriminals, more than being mugged or getting murdered. Hackers breaking into their computers or smartphones and falling victim to a home burglary were the next two threats at 62% and 45%, respectively.