Bulletin Board System - Features

Features

A classic BBS had:

  • A computer
  • One or more modems
  • One or more phone lines, with more allowing for increased concurrent users.
  • A BBS software package
  • A sysop - system operator
  • A user community

The BBS software usually provides:

  • Menu Systems
  • One or more message bases
  • File areas
  • SysOp side, live viewing of all caller activity
  • Voting - opinion booths
  • Statistics on message posters, top uploaders / downloaders
  • Online games (usually single player or only a single active player at a given time)
  • A doorway to third-party online games
  • Usage auditing capabilities
  • Multi-user chat (only possible on multi-line BBSes)
  • Internet email (more common in later Internet-connected BBSes)
  • Networked message boards
  • Most modern BBSes allow telnet access over the Internet using a telnet server and a virtual FOSSIL driver.
  • A "yell for SysOp" page (The original chat, before multi-line systems) caller side menu item that sounded an audible alarm to the SysOp. If chosen, the SysOp could then initiate a text-to-text chat with the caller; similar to what commercial websites have used to sell and support products.
  • Primitive social networking features, such as leaving messages on a users profile

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