Saturday with Sach: My First Night
We don't talk enough, you and I.
Yes, I mean you! Let's face it, we all come here for the same thing (Minecraft stuff), and it's a pretty safe bet that we all like Minecraft stuff, right? With Minecon 2013 rapidly approaching, and the massive 1.7 update looming on the horizon, I thought I'd take a minute to look back on the history of Minecraft, and how it affected me personally.
I started playing this game back in 2010, right on the leading edge of the Alpha/Beta transition. Remember Minecraft back then? Quite a different game, wasn't it? The ability to throw eggs was a new thing. Tools were (until Beta 1.0) self-repairing, if you threw them on the ground. Tool-tips were brand new. There was even a brief period where . Hard to believe, right? Seems like an eternity since the days before beds, colored wool, and a million other things (both massive and minuscule) were added to our favorite game.
ANCIENT HISTORY - MY FIRST NIGHT
My first time in Minecraft was like many people's first time; wander aimlessly, try desperately to figure out what to do without any clear instructions, give up with that and start punching things until it makes sense, get wood from randomly punching a tree, and accidentally figuring out how to make my first tool. As I remember it, the first tool I accidentally made was a wooden shovel. Incredibly proud of this accomplishment, I named my shovel "Ted". Not the most useful first tool, but it would prove to be my saving grace later. What I wouldn't have given for item frames back then.
It was at this point where I started experimenting rather heavily with crafting. Doors are an easy thing to stumble across when spamming wood planks in the crafting table (which I also found by accident), so I excitedly made a fresh new door, still covered in scratches and dents from my pathetic attempts to craft it with a shovel. Now, what is a door without a home to put it on? Not yet savvy to house-building, I figured my only option was to put this masterpiece of entryway technology in the opening of a cave I'd been digging into for a good part of the day, with my splinter-prone pickaxe.
Then, night fell. Those of you around before beds were introduced know how this part goes. If you're already tired of reading, I'll cut to the chase and say there was a lot of screaming.
NIGHT FALLS, NEW FRIENDS ARRIVE
So yea, there was a lot of screaming. My first zombie visitors weren't as big a concern as other games had led me to believe they should be - none of them were running at me on fire, or screaming about brains, that I could tell - and Ted was sufficient for knocking them off the cliff-side I'd installed my masterpiece door into. Somewhere in my excited daytime tunneling, I'd forgotten about a cave system that I had opened up from my amateur room-carving expedition. Deep in the recesses of that horrible place spawned what would be a lifelong nemesis of mine, and no doubt many of the builders among you. Facing outward from my cave home, batting zombies off the cliff with Ted like some kind of crazed cricket player, I didn't notice the silent danger creeping up behind me. Even when it started hissing, the panic hadn't yet set in.
Then, suddenly, I was gone in an explosion. So was most of my cave. Worst of all, my masterpiece door got blown somewhere I couldn't reach, and it was lost forever.
Good thing I was able to find Ted. He was the real hero in the end.
AND NOW, YOU
I've been taking up a lot of space reliving my first terror-inducing night in Minecraft, but now, I want to hear YOUR story! What were your first memories of Minecraft? When did you first start playing? Can you remember your first night? Let's hear about it!
When i first heard about minecraft was in the winter of 2011. Introduced to the game by someone else, I grew bewitched by the game, whether it was because of the beauty, strategy, or the thrill of the game. The person who was playing explained the game to me. He talked about mobs, the punch-to-get-wood, and almost the whole kit and caboodle. I bought a couple spin offs for my ipod until i decided 2 weeks later that i needed to get the game. (So yeah, i cheated the creeper surprise.)
The First day and night.
When i first started the game, i was in this field, in a valley next to a swamp and a mountain. When i first started playing, i didn't know where to go or what to do. Never before had i have an ability to do whatever i felt like. This feeling captivated me with minecraft and id love it for the feeling ever since. I wandered around aimlessly with a guide in hand helping guide me to make items (Minecraftatopia!). Got wood from some nearby trees and chopped up some grass.
So then i went venturing into a nearby cave i found some coal which i learned from the guide can help me smelt and make torchs. I crafted some and started putting it at the mouth of the cave. As soon as i finished placing the last of my torchs i realized it was getting dark, and i had no wool. I quickly scrambled to the top of the mountain nearby and made myself a dirt/wood shelter with no roof. And i just sat there and waited. Then that awful snickering from your friendly neighborhood spider climbed over the walls and bit me to death. I sat there in disbelief and with an open mouth. I respawned, learned from my mistakes and tried again.
The days to come.
Days came and went as did the worlds. I had lost the original world due to accidental deletion. But i bounced back to newer ones, ones with more to explore and understand. I started getting better with redstone till i almost became a master at it (Which still surprises to think back to the days when i would try to understand how redstone even worked.). I raged time and time again from creepers and falling into lava while digging down. I remember when i first met cavespiders, the evil little pricks. Thought them as typical spiders and found myself poisoned to death. Hardcore worlds i played but got tiring due to lack of progress upon death, even though i was careful about it! I learned from my mistakes, i tried again. And it went over and over again. Now I'm standing on top of my house in a single player world I've been playing for almost a year now. I sit and wonder the work i have done and what i have ahead. I know i am far from over, even if i have mastered everything the game has to offer. There are still contraptions to design, experience to gain, cities to build, roads to be paved, creatures to be nurtured, monsters to be conquered, and areas to explore. There will be more times of success, times of defeat. Times of merrymaking, times of solitude. Times of life, and times of death. There is still much work to be done for what little i have come from.
You do know the new MC launcher allows you to play Alpha, Beta, and all Official Minecraft versions, and that the link to Classic at Minecraft.net still works (only SMP) if you saved the link somehow. I don't play these versions much (I did start playing when 1.4.6 was out, pretty good memories). But I bet you may.
You are lucky. If I went to a server and asked for help…
"F*** you you don't know how to play MC"
Well I guess some people would try to help me cause they did with making books but they definitely won't now, cause of stuff that has been going on.
August 25 , 2010 . -
Me , and my 3 and my classmate and my girl played this before we graduate .
We make a graduation stage and started trolling each others
Before our playing is done we got a group hug so do our steve faces .
At the end we leave the cafe at 7:49 am
preparing for OUR GRADUATION
First Time played minecraft and a remembrance of my former gf