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!
I remember the first time I played, when night came I dug into the side of a mountain and hid from the zombies until it was day time again. I didn't have a clue what I was doing but it was incredibly fun. Eventually I made the basic tools and started creating my first house. It was basically a cat and mouse game between me and the zombies at night. I would try and get as many resources as I could and then book it back to my house before dark. I probably played like that for eight hours straight
I started playing in Alpha, the game has indeed changed a lot. I miss the old versions but I like the direction the game has taken. It hasn't gotten too far away from it's roots.
I remember on my first day of minecraft... It was in 2011. I made a tower of sand on the first night. That was before spiders could climbs walls. Then my first house was made out of wool, dirt, logs and planks. Monsters were actually scary back then due to darker nights. I loved figuring out stuff my my self. I remember my older brother telling me how to build a nether portal and me not knowing what was on the other end. Oh, how I miss the good ol' days.
My first night was quite violent... All I remember was running through a forest, frantically swinging my wooden sword at every foul beast that wished to end my life. By the end of the night, I came to see a beautiful sunrise, at a beach...
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"A sword yields no power if the person who wields it holds no courage."
In my first night I was randomly running trying to find a safe place, then I saw an Enderman and I thought: "Hey, what is that?" *teleports towars me* "WTF?!" *dies*. After that I deleted the world and started a new one, but this time I survived... by hiding 1 block underground.
Heh, my first world was in creative. A friend told me how to make a portal, and I eventually got lost in the Nether. Eventually, I corrupted the world through crazy NBT editing, but sometimes I still try to fix it with MCEdit or similar programs.
Yeah, not as interesting as a survival story, but hey, you asked for it!
My first night was spent hiding in a cobble bunker I'd made after seeing a friend playing and knowing what horrors the night held. Luckily for me that was far too early for endermen to be a problem or zombies to break the door.
I remember my first night vividly. It was a short, violent night in early 2011,
when I was wandering around a dark forest. Then I came face-to-face with a cute
looking creature. "Well, whaddya know, Minecraft has owls!" I thought for an instant.
If you haven't yet guessed who my owl was, the end of the tale will explain.
About a quarter of a second after I saw the cute little owl, it hissed, swelled,
and blew me sky-high.
My first night involved going into a cave, cutting a hole into the side of it and putting chests for items, digging out rooms and finally deciding that where I lived was boring. Took a 30 minute boat ride to nowhere, landing on a random island and calling it good for the sake of preserving my save.
I started out in 1.3 beta. It took me around 10 min to figure out how to break a block. And I hid in a 1x2 hole in a cliff for my first 4 nights as I walked around 1000 blocks out then I finally made a small wooden shack in the side of a hill, but during that night I met my first creeper... It blew up and I lost everything.
I spent the first 5 minutes of my day figuring out how to move around. Then I learned from somewhere that you are supposed to punch tree, so I spent the next 5 minutes figuring out how to punch a block of wood. I was really proud of myself after that, but then night came and I huddled helplessly against the tree until the zombies got too close and scared me back to the main menu.
Ah I remember my first night back in Beta... probably 1.4 or 1.5ish. Or really, my first day rather. You see, I never survived long enough to even see my first monster-filled night. I punched a wolf with a shovel and his not-so-little friends killed me. I died in a matter of seconds. But have no fear, I am a seasoned Minecraftian now, and wolves no longer make me cower in fear.
On my first night in minecraft 1.1, I dug out a little hobbit hole in a hill. I knew what the monsters where, forgot to make a bed, and ended up staring at monsters through my one glass block window. xD I remember running to the "Panic Room" I had made every time a creeper walked towards the window. I didn't trust the wiki 100% about mobs not being able to see through windows at the moment.
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I am somewhat new to minecraft learning about it 1.4.7. I did some looking around and looked at the tutorials by paulsoaresjr. and coester. My first night was boring since I only played on peaceful back then. My first memories of minecraft is spawning in a jungle on my first world and I tried to make an island. I didn't know anything of redstone back then but now I know about scoreboards and circuitry.
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Ahh, I remember my first night. It was in the First minecraft demo (I still have the client for it.). I spent the day with the default tools given to me in the welcome chest. I spent the day digging into the small u-shaped protrusion not far from the spawn point. It was a beach with a small group of trees overlooking the beach its self. I dug till the smoothstone layer in about a 20x20 area that the peninsula consisted of using only my wood tools provided to me. After my shovel broke and using my pick on the sand proved ineffective, I started experimenting with crafting. Much like any first time crafters, I had to experiment with recipes. After a few minutes, I had figured out how to make the basic tools based on the vague shapes of the tools themselves. The hardest part were the sticks themselves. After I made My new set of wood tools, I was satisfied to continue digging. About the time I crafted the first new pick to replace the one I used on the sand, it started getting dark. Having read about the night-mobs, I climbed the trees at the edge of my proudly-dug hole. I spent my first night wacking zombie after skeleton off of the grove of trees and into the pit with first my tools, then my fists after they all broke. I managed to survive my first night. Spiders were the bane of my existence. It took me a real-time week or three to figure out how to successfully craft stone tools. I first tried making stone for it, but that didn't work so I was like darnit... and kept using wooden tools. Before the end of the demo period, My house was a pit with raised walls of sand and a fancy glassblock roof with a snazzy wooden door, complete with sand pyramid-style stairs descending to the smoothstone floor. I was so proud of that house and to this day have an affinity for making houses out of the environment.
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Retired StaffWe 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!
I started playing in Alpha, the game has indeed changed a lot. I miss the old versions but I like the direction the game has taken. It hasn't gotten too far away from it's roots.
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Adminwhen I was wandering around a dark forest. Then I came face-to-face with a cute
looking creature. "Well, whaddya know, Minecraft has owls!" I thought for an instant.
If you haven't yet guessed who my owl was, the end of the tale will explain.
About a quarter of a second after I saw the cute little owl, it hissed, swelled,
and blew me sky-high.
True story!
I, too, made a door quickly. It saved me.
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Retired StaffThe founder of our forum, citricsquid, had some awesome videos from alpha/pre-alpha. Here's early footage of creeper experiments.
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Cheese door, iron sky, happy Iceland. I just said random words. The reason of this: complete random, but the question is, why are you reading this?