my first night:
I began making a house out of wooden planks. I look up. there was a spider in the tree, it was turning night. (At this time I did not know anything about the game, and that spiders attack at night time) so I continue making my house.
It turns night. the spider jumps on my head and kills me. I now have arachnophobia.
I used to ALWAYS play minecraft classic, then a friend showed me the payed version of Alpha.
It was so fun back then playing with him and his brother and making big cobble forts, but sadly we aren't much of friends now. Those times still linger in my mind and I miss them alot ;c .
A LOOK INTO THE PASTWe 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 NIGHTMy 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 ARRIVESo 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, YOUI'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 have a rather unusual story. There have been 3 stages. But I recall the first time playing at my friend's crib in about mid 2k11. I couldn't get the full feel, because he was a bit too enthusiastic about getting me into Minecraft. I got the wrong impression thanks to him.That was stage 1.Here's stage 2:Then, in March last year, I met that friend again. He had left town in October 2011. He asked me about my time on Minecraft. I shamefully admitted to not having played it and he appeared really disappointed. Looking back, I can understand why. So he told me the links, got me the demo and poop and I had fun playing on the demo version. But then I clicked Open To LAN and that took me to a local offline window, and I thought I had completed the demo and it had downloaded it (which didn't make sense). So I continued playing like that. I didnt realize I wasn't getting the full feel or that what I was doing was illegal, until November last year. This is when I bought Premium, and have been having fun ever since! Here's stage 3!So now that I had the full game, I started playing properly. I spent 16 hours on the Wiki, and then launched the full game! My first world was creative, and I built a wooden box for a house and was really happy, but this bored me out of my skull, so I went and made a survival world. The thing was on peaceful in the start, but then when I went to change the controls, I just played around with the settings, and saw difficulty. I thought I wanted a challenge, so I changed the difficulty to HARD. I went back, noticing my game remained unchanged. I shrugged and moved on, thinking that it wasn't an issue. So I started off. I was just having fun getting dirt acting like I was some superdude who could break the ground (which I could, but it isn't a big feat, and I couldn't break stone) I noticed my hunger going down, and I thought that was the time remaining till my health refilled (keep in mind that I was still a n00b) and just as night was falling my hunger ran out. I had 5 hearts left and that's when my zombie friends arrived =) They pounded to death me within seconds considering I couldnt sprint, regen and had only 5 hearts. Now almost an year later, I remember this and laugh. I'm a PvE expert and PvP king (heh) now, and it's the rough way that I got here, and not the Wiki. I went to the wiki last week to load up on technical facts but yes, that's basically it.
My first night... God, that seems so long ago. I know it was in the early Beta days, back when minecart boosters (Boosting the momentum of your minecart with another minecart running alongside it) were still a thing. I had watched a few videos beforehand, but nothing truly prepared me. Like most people, I had tried clicking a block over and over to break it, until I found out that is was just 'hold down the button'.
I remember holing up in a wooden cube on top of a mountain for my first night, and building a small fort on a beach. A proper beach, right next to one of the few frozen oceans at the time. I still remember that first world, but I don't have it anymore.
My first night... Hmm. Well I started on the Xbox alpha. It was quite the experience. As I thought that the worst tools were stone, not wood. I didn't even know wooden tools existed. I didn't even know you had to make a crafting table before anything else, so yeah I guess you could say it was an experience to tell about. I remember trying to punch stone with my hand to get cobblestone (I didn't know stone turned to cobblestone when you mined it either) and using various words that I probably would have gotten my mouth washed out with soap for. Finally I gave up and looked up on youtube "How to get a stone pickaxe in minecraft xbox 360 edition". Then when I watched the video I saw that he made a crafting table and a wooden pickaxe first and basically my head exploded (Not literally :P).
Then nightfall came, since I didn't know how to make even a crafting table you could safely assume that I didn't know how to make a bed either, nor that monsters even existed in the game. So it was a tough experience. Somehow I managed to survive most of the night... then the creeper came. Much like you I didn't have a clue what was coming when the hissing began. Hell, for all I knew it could have been a snake. Then it exploded... I sat there for a second completely shocked about what had happened. Then after that I learned the basics of minecraft
My first house... I remember it like it was yesterday. It was inside of a cave in a forest biome. At the time I wasn't really to keen on armor. So I kinda built my house, bed, furnaces, etc. and went exploring without armor. Then I discovered fall damage, lava, and ran into a few more of those creppers we love so much. But finally I discovered armor and the rest is history. Now we all come here for advice, news, and building projects. We all love Minecraft.
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My first night was in beta 1.7.3. My brother taught me a few basic skills and I was off. I built a small stone house (7x7 including walls). I remember a spider on my roof killing me since I did not know spiders could climb walls (but I did put a fence around it which at that point I screamed)
My first night? Well gee this'll be kinda hard for me to remember...
Well I should probably start by saying I purchased the game back in 1.7.3...
So I had just spawned in the game wondering what the heck I had bought and what I was supposed to do. I tried using the WASD and jump keys and decided to walk around. I found some cows and not knowing what to do with them I punched one to death and got some leather. I threw the leather away and decided to punch a tree. I didn't know what to do with the logs so I just kept them. I went to explore a nearby cave and got killed by zombies (even though they we're zombies I still to-this-day think they we're some sort of gargoyle or whatever.). So I respawned and came across a little pool (or maybe a lake.). And just sat their playing around with sand. When it turned dark then zombies came. I punched a few to death and grabbed their feathers. Then for no reason at all I dug down to bedrock, got stuck there, and had to delete the world.
I actually made several first-time-in-minecraft worlds. One of em was where I was in a snow plains biome. Around nighttime it started to snow. I don't know what happend to that world. And there was another one was where I made a huge wall of dirt near the side of a steep hill and pushed all the local sheep inside for no apparent reason. I do remember one occurence in which I made a small cube-like house on some sort of plains biome like thing. It had no roof and when night came a creeper blew up part of it. Oh and I also found out about spiders in that world. Come to think of it I think that world was the one with the snowy biome thing.
So yah. We we're all noobs when we started playing minecraft but I think my story is the noobiest.
I Started playing on alpha 1.2.6,the transition of Alpha/Beta.i started in this forum recently,days ago.
My first night is the less noob start in the game.i watched too many tutorials so i started with less imbecile things.i break wood,crafted my pickaxe,and i breaked coal with my pickaxe.i was collecting stone and im almost get killed by a zombie.i eat raw meat,i didnt cook food,but i cook some materials,like iron.the only noob thing i made in my first days is during in the night.i try to kill a skeleton which was annoying me in front of my door,so i try to kill him,and i get killed.
Sorry with my bad english.im portuguese.(espero que gente brasileira entenda tudo o que escrevi)
Ha my first few days/Nights? It started late into Minecraft (1.4.5 Release) I found out first about it from Roblox. Alot of players did and still do today leave Roblox for Minecraft. Anyway after a few friends and people around me had left, I decided to check it out. Being the cheapo I was it took awhile but I used a crack launcher. Being I knew a little I checked out and fixed the settings (Brought down render from Far to Normal, Changed from Power Saving to Max FPS) And made my first world. Named it Metlal's Minecraft and spawned in a Taiga. Quickly chopped down all the pine tree's I could find near and made a crafting table, Made a Pick and Sword. Afterwords dug down making a 3x3 staircase Down. Got very little Coal and no Iron, Hide there during the night's and dug down in the time I waited for day. untill I took damage and realized "Oh Sh*t I have hunger!". Eventually starved to half a heart and waited till day to come out, Then got jumped by a spider and died out of nowhere trying to leave the mine.. Raged and deleted the world. XD Came back to it a few days later and remembered food this time, Had no problems ever since but it's a bore.
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it Twas in the 1.3 demo and i spawned into a forest found a nice beach and built on it night came my house and I were no longer existent thanks to a creeper
I'm the sort of person who looks for guides and wikis before playing a new game so that I can hopefully get past the "clueless noob" stage as quickly as possible. How well has that worked for Minecraft? Well...
My very first night in Minecraft was quite boring. I hadn't been very quick about gathering resources and getting crafting started, because I was just having too much fun wandering around this strangely simple yet intriguingly blocky new place. So when the sun began to set I panicked- all the horrible monsters I'd read about were going to get me! Zombies, spiders, those exploding green cactus guys! I went to the side of the nearest hill and gouged myself a shallow burrow. And then I waited in the darkness, straining my ears for the slightest noise. Periodically I'd poke a small hole in my dirt coffin, hoping to see the friendly light of the sun lightening the horizon.
Well, despite my terror the sun did eventually come up, and I was able to venture forth once more. I built my home by a little river that went through a slightly hilly forest. That house was the noobiest of noob dwellings- a tiny wooden rectangle just a few blocks wide. But I took pride in that place- my first project once it was up was to install a glass skylight, and I still remember the satisfaction I felt when I stepped back and saw the effect. Next came some little touches- a porch, a gravel path leading to the door. But I never worked outside at night, and because I hadn't mastered the amazing piece of technology called "doors" I piled several layers of dirt in front of the entrance to keep the monsters out.
Eventually my little place started feeling a bit cramped- I added another room. Then I started a little wheat farm attached to the back of the house. After I had some wheat I decided to lure a cow to a small pen I built next to the farm. But by now I had begun to grow cocky- it had been a week at least of day-night cycles, and all I had ever been troubled with were a couple of easily-dispatched zombies. So with a single stone sword and no armor whatsoever, I decided to work on the animal pen during the night.
I never saw the first creeper I encountered. One moment I was putting down some new fences, then that hiss- I had barely enough time to comprehend what I was hearing before I was dead.
For a moment I sat there and stared at my monitor, then exited to the menu. I had been playing on Normal difficulty, but it felt wrong to continue in that world. I had committed the sin of hubris and so my punishment was to lose that tiny house and farm I was so proud of.
Of course I then went on to play many other worlds, built many more houses, and got blown up by many more creepers (still usually due to hubris). But I haven't forgotten that first world, and my first steps into Minecraft.
When I started playing, I didn`t know anything about minecraft, even how to craft things, so I stayed killing a bunch of pigs with my own hands, when the night came I jumped into the water and stayed there, then I saw a spider, and I went to the surface to see it, and a bunch of creepers jumped on me and I died. I tried playing again in other day, but when it was night I fell in a hole and a creeper fell on me.
My first day in minecraft I spawned on a tiny island. So naturally I leave that island for the slightly larger island nearby. I soon discover that you can punch, break and pick up blocks so I enthusiastically punch myself a small trench 1x1 trench in the dirt. I hear footsteps behind me, turned and see a creeper for the first time (there is a small shallow cave nearby, just dark enough to spawn a mob) I see it approaching me, freak out and punch it.
It explodes and I am completely confused. Seeing a cave opening I assumed it came from the bowels of the earth and thus ran away from that cave. Later on I build a tiny wooden shelter with a 2x1 opening for an entrance (no door) and find out that mobs spawn at night. And on islands in ocean biomes, they spawn a whole lot. I closed the opening and started waiting out the night. Then I got impatient, worried when I'd know it was daytime again so I went outside, made a block stairway to the roof, closed off the stairway and waited out the night watching scores of mobs standing roughly in place in the distance.
Sometime during the 2nd day I discovered peaceful mode (when I was starving, since only one pig had spawned on that island) and didn't worry about mobs anymore until the safety got boring.
On my first minecraft world i found three diamonds, I was so proud of them. My friend told me that logs could burn forever (played in early alpha) I tried to make this flaming base but it burned along with my diamonds.
I started playing in 1.2.5. My first night I made a wood hut in a snow biome. I was doing pretty well until my brother installed the elemental creepers mod. ( I had to use my brothers computer back then to play since I didn't have my own computer yet) I walked outside and a fire creeper blew up and set my house on fire! I quickly went into creative to put out the fire, but half my house was already destroyed.
I remember me playing Minecraft Classic, thinking it was the full game, and thinking it was stupid. Two months later, my friend reintroduced me to the game, and with him by my side, he told me to punch trees, and to use peaceful mode for my first night. Luckily. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do, and would never be where I am now, playing with about a hundred mods installed, on hard mode.
My first night on Minecraft was on the middle of alpha. I believe it was on 1.0.17_04 or something (I just remember it had a down slash), so no fancy biomes or anything, but I did have awesome mountains.
By the first night it wasn't my first time playing Minecraft. I created several worlds and deleted them because I wandered aimlessly, not knowing what to do until I looked on YouTube how to play the game. After that, I made my very first house on the night. Not the greatest thing, just a small shelter on a cliff (or on it's roots but I might be mixing information from the video I saw)
I remember back then I was scared of mobs a lot. I wet my pants when I heard a zombie, a skeleton or a spider. When I met with my first mob while playing with my brother guiding me (I saw a creeper) on the middle of my mine I was like "Someone please kill me now".
Oh man the good ol' times. I haven't played Minecraft in a long time and now I don't have much time to nostalgia around. Tommorow I'll play some Alpha.
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I began making a house out of wooden planks. I look up. there was a spider in the tree, it was turning night. (At this time I did not know anything about the game, and that spiders attack at night time) so I continue making my house.
It turns night. the spider jumps on my head and kills me. I now have arachnophobia.
THE END.
It was so fun back then playing with him and his brother and making big cobble forts, but sadly we aren't much of friends now. Those times still linger in my mind and I miss them alot ;c .
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Curse PremiumCreate new world, building terrain,
My first day has finally came.
I spawned in a wide plain,
I spent my time to train.
Minecraft 1.2.3,
There were plenty of trees.
Instead of punching, I wander,
Exploring to find the seven wonders.
Grinding mobs,
Their drops robbed.
As night falls,
I ran in a cave hall.
Zombies groaning, skellys clacking,
A sword I was lacking.
A weapon of power,
And the inability to build towers.
What's that? A hissing sound?
I swiftly turned around.
A creeper blew me up,
And my time was up.
Respawn or main menu?
"What a great game", I thought.
Apologies for bad structure, this is my first poem I have written without help.
I play Minecraft, just like everyone here does :3
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I remember holing up in a wooden cube on top of a mountain for my first night, and building a small fort on a beach. A proper beach, right next to one of the few frozen oceans at the time. I still remember that first world, but I don't have it anymore.
Then nightfall came, since I didn't know how to make even a crafting table you could safely assume that I didn't know how to make a bed either, nor that monsters even existed in the game. So it was a tough experience. Somehow I managed to survive most of the night... then the creeper came. Much like you I didn't have a clue what was coming when the hissing began. Hell, for all I knew it could have been a snake. Then it exploded... I sat there for a second completely shocked about what had happened. Then after that I learned the basics of minecraft
My first house... I remember it like it was yesterday. It was inside of a cave in a forest biome. At the time I wasn't really to keen on armor. So I kinda built my house, bed, furnaces, etc. and went exploring without armor. Then I discovered fall damage, lava, and ran into a few more of those creppers we love so much. But finally I discovered armor and the rest is history. Now we all come here for advice, news, and building projects. We all love Minecraft.
Well I should probably start by saying I purchased the game back in 1.7.3...
So I had just spawned in the game wondering what the heck I had bought and what I was supposed to do. I tried using the WASD and jump keys and decided to walk around. I found some cows and not knowing what to do with them I punched one to death and got some leather. I threw the leather away and decided to punch a tree. I didn't know what to do with the logs so I just kept them. I went to explore a nearby cave and got killed by zombies (even though they we're zombies I still to-this-day think they we're some sort of gargoyle or whatever.). So I respawned and came across a little pool (or maybe a lake.). And just sat their playing around with sand. When it turned dark then zombies came. I punched a few to death and grabbed their feathers. Then for no reason at all I dug down to bedrock, got stuck there, and had to delete the world.
I actually made several first-time-in-minecraft worlds. One of em was where I was in a snow plains biome. Around nighttime it started to snow. I don't know what happend to that world. And there was another one was where I made a huge wall of dirt near the side of a steep hill and pushed all the local sheep inside for no apparent reason. I do remember one occurence in which I made a small cube-like house on some sort of plains biome like thing. It had no roof and when night came a creeper blew up part of it. Oh and I also found out about spiders in that world. Come to think of it I think that world was the one with the snowy biome thing.
So yah. We we're all noobs when we started playing minecraft but I think my story is the noobiest.
My first night is the less noob start in the game.i watched too many tutorials so i started with less imbecile things.i break wood,crafted my pickaxe,and i breaked coal with my pickaxe.i was collecting stone and im almost get killed by a zombie.i eat raw meat,i didnt cook food,but i cook some materials,like iron.the only noob thing i made in my first days is during in the night.i try to kill a skeleton which was annoying me in front of my door,so i try to kill him,and i get killed.
Sorry with my bad english.im portuguese.(espero que gente brasileira entenda tudo o que escrevi)
My very first night in Minecraft was quite boring. I hadn't been very quick about gathering resources and getting crafting started, because I was just having too much fun wandering around this strangely simple yet intriguingly blocky new place. So when the sun began to set I panicked- all the horrible monsters I'd read about were going to get me! Zombies, spiders, those exploding green cactus guys! I went to the side of the nearest hill and gouged myself a shallow burrow. And then I waited in the darkness, straining my ears for the slightest noise. Periodically I'd poke a small hole in my dirt coffin, hoping to see the friendly light of the sun lightening the horizon.
Well, despite my terror the sun did eventually come up, and I was able to venture forth once more. I built my home by a little river that went through a slightly hilly forest. That house was the noobiest of noob dwellings- a tiny wooden rectangle just a few blocks wide. But I took pride in that place- my first project once it was up was to install a glass skylight, and I still remember the satisfaction I felt when I stepped back and saw the effect. Next came some little touches- a porch, a gravel path leading to the door. But I never worked outside at night, and because I hadn't mastered the amazing piece of technology called "doors" I piled several layers of dirt in front of the entrance to keep the monsters out.
Eventually my little place started feeling a bit cramped- I added another room. Then I started a little wheat farm attached to the back of the house. After I had some wheat I decided to lure a cow to a small pen I built next to the farm. But by now I had begun to grow cocky- it had been a week at least of day-night cycles, and all I had ever been troubled with were a couple of easily-dispatched zombies. So with a single stone sword and no armor whatsoever, I decided to work on the animal pen during the night.
I never saw the first creeper I encountered. One moment I was putting down some new fences, then that hiss- I had barely enough time to comprehend what I was hearing before I was dead.
For a moment I sat there and stared at my monitor, then exited to the menu. I had been playing on Normal difficulty, but it felt wrong to continue in that world. I had committed the sin of hubris and so my punishment was to lose that tiny house and farm I was so proud of.
Of course I then went on to play many other worlds, built many more houses, and got blown up by many more creepers (still usually due to hubris). But I haven't forgotten that first world, and my first steps into Minecraft.
It explodes and I am completely confused. Seeing a cave opening I assumed it came from the bowels of the earth and thus ran away from that cave. Later on I build a tiny wooden shelter with a 2x1 opening for an entrance (no door) and find out that mobs spawn at night. And on islands in ocean biomes, they spawn a whole lot. I closed the opening and started waiting out the night. Then I got impatient, worried when I'd know it was daytime again so I went outside, made a block stairway to the roof, closed off the stairway and waited out the night watching scores of mobs standing roughly in place in the distance.
Sometime during the 2nd day I discovered peaceful mode (when I was starving, since only one pig had spawned on that island) and didn't worry about mobs anymore until the safety got boring.
creepers were trouble though they blew up my first wheat farm :S
By the first night it wasn't my first time playing Minecraft. I created several worlds and deleted them because I wandered aimlessly, not knowing what to do until I looked on YouTube how to play the game. After that, I made my very first house on the night. Not the greatest thing, just a small shelter on a cliff (or on it's roots but I might be mixing information from the video I saw)
I remember back then I was scared of mobs a lot. I wet my pants when I heard a zombie, a skeleton or a spider. When I met with my first mob while playing with my brother guiding me (I saw a creeper) on the middle of my mine I was like "Someone please kill me now".
Oh man the good ol' times. I haven't played Minecraft in a long time and now I don't have much time to nostalgia around. Tommorow I'll play some Alpha.