The Classic (9x / NT)
White on blue, 80 columns of destiny, a blinking cursor that implied you still had a choice. You did not.
Relics of famous crashes
We do not worship outages. We archive them, like pressed flowers, except the flowers are NTSTATUS values.
The Sad Face (Windows 8+)
A typographic :( large enough to be seen from another cubicle. QR codes arrived later, like stained glass for phones.
The Green Screen of Insider
A heretical relic. Some of us still refuse to acknowledge chlorophyll in a bugcheck.
The Blackout
When a machine is so gone it cannot even render blue. We hold a minute of fan-spin.