Get player console inputs

Hey guys,

is it possible to get the clients console inputs like the "say" with CodeCallback_PlayerCommand? I mean I want to know if a player change his clientcvar (com_maxfps, wallhack, ...) via console or bind. It would be great because there are lots of cheat without "gui" so I can check player's inputs and if player set a weird cvar I can kick him.

Thanks in advance!

yeah this is possible. You can derive every input the player gives

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Originally Posted by Ni3ls

yeah this is possible. You can derive every input the player gives

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How to do it?

Reading out cvar settings is quite limited due to max infostring size, but all other commands which are not handled locally by the client should be captureable. This might be a problem as aimbots already capture the commands locally.

IznoGod, please tell us more

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as you didnt specify what to elaborate on, i took it upon myself to google "boring story" and post it here.

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