I remember my first day back in 1.4.5(ik early version but oh well) i spawned in a jungle biome had no clue what it was didnt know anything about render distance mods peaceful normal etc etc i punched myself a hosue out of tree leaves and i remember my first mob it was a migit slime it didnt hurt me and im like HAH glitch!!! and well...3 days later (MC days) i met my first creeper! SSSSSSSSSSSSS
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sadly i started playing on xbox and my first thoughts were omg why do people play it, it is so boring i put it down after 2 minutes, later that week, the internet went out and my computer was having problems with my normal games, thus i went back to the xbox and all the other games we had were so boring at that moment, so i was back in the tutorial world of xbox ,minecraft, i wandered around, it was pretty, i thought after a while, it wasn't even my first night yet, i made it to what I thought was that beautiful castle in the tutorial world and thought OMG WE CAN BUILD CASTLES?!!?!?!?! i immediately restarted the game and started a new world, intent on making myself the castle of my dreams, heh i had watched my hubby play and since the tutorial had given me a bit of a head start on this, i found a bunch of cobblestone, and dug myself a cave, had a little farm outside it and everything, then i went caving, and as i was trying to pull out some coal to light up my home, i heard a hiss that made me jump out of my seat and let go of my controller. A split second later I was dead, and I had no idea why!
I first played Minecraft on my brother-in-law's multiplayer server. I spawned at night, in the water, and drowned. Then I was told which button swims up. I respawned at night, in the water, and got chased by zombies, panicked, and died, whether of drowning or zombies I don't remember. I don't count that as my first night. Instead, I'll count the night after my first day.
I respawned again once day broke. My brother-in-law showed me how to punch trees and make tools, and he gave me a tour of the house he'd built to look like his real-life house. I sought out a nice spot to call my own, and with his permission I dug into a cliffside to make my first home. He taught me how to make a door, a furnace, and torches. By the time night fell, I was nestled safely into a simple dwelling, which I enlarged and shaped through the night.
The following day, my brother-in-law stopped in every so often to show me how to craft a new thing: glass blocks, a chest, a bed...things I didn't realize I needed until he made me aware of their existence. I eventually expanded my first home to three storeys and many rooms. I adorned it with vertical glass windows, bookshelves on the second floor, and a terraced farm out front. I've built many other projects since then, but I still find my first home beautiful.
My first night was horrible. It was an update or two after Beta came out and I could not, for the life of me, figure out how to break blocks. I legitimately thought my game was broken. I kept clicking rapidly and kept dying over and over and over.
Luckily, once I did figure out that you HOLD to break blocks, I did pretty well!
The first sound I heard was the "beep boop" when picking up an item. I became addicted to it. My friends and I were always, when talking over Ventrilo, imitating the sound, to the point where we would get so fed up everyone would start quitting because of the sounds.
Then came the dirty hut, which pretty much the 100% of the Minecraft players know...
I miss that feeling of not knowing what to do, other than slowly watch the sun hide, panic, run around, and hide under the grass.
My first day and night were very interesting for me. This was 1.2.5 at the time, btw. I wandered around, punching wood and crafting basic tools, building a house in a hill, things were ok. Then the night came, and my very first enemy of all time came as well. It was a skeleton. He killed me instantly. I was infuriated, but also intrigued. When I respawned, my stuff was still there, and so was the skeleton. He killed me again. And again. I gave up at that point. When it became daytime, I went back. None of my stuff was there, but the skeleton was, hiding under a tree. I killed him. And as I did, I felt proud, but also sad. That was the first mob I had come in contact with. Ever since then, I have had a secret respect for skeletons. That's my first day and night in a nutshell!
The very first time I played minecraft was at my second cousin's house. It was back around 1.3. I had no idea what the game was called. He spawned a creative world for me and I taught me the basic controls. I started building a shack and then I had to go all the sudden. Then I was on youtube and I found a video on some 64-bit video game and nukes. I had no idea until later this was about the nuke mod. Then I saw more stuff on the nuke mod and then my first time playing survival happened. I was at a friends house. I still had no idea what the game was even called. Then he explained to me it was Minecraft. His brother set up a lan world for us to do survival It was interesting. We spawned in a jungle biome, I thought it was awesome for a game with the current graphics to make! I then started to try and punch down trees. I failed :P. I was spamming the left mouse button. I was then told to hold the mouse button down. And thus me playing minecraft was born! I still had no idea how to play. So he had to help me meet up at a certain location for us to build a house. When I first played I thought it was a beautiful house. Looking back, it was nothing compared to the town I have been building on my favorite towny-economy-mmco server. My first night was interesting. Since I knew how to kinda play I went looking for sheep. I found some. Then it got dark. I freaked out, and was blown to bits. Since I now knew the name of the game I found vids of it and found it interesting. Then I started playing the free 0.9 alpha version since I could not play the full version. Then I started demo worlds. I still freaked out when it got night. I tried making a house in a little hole. Then I could not find it. Then I died. d#%$ CREEPER! As I was able to get smarter with my building skills I made my house on a little hill. Then the demo ran out and I had to delete that world. I made other houses and better ones. Then I started mining. You know how this is likely going to turn out. I dug into a cave and immediately a bat flew out scaring me a tad bit. Then I dug a little more to see the place. I screamed my head off. I was being clobbered by mobs of all types and eventually died to my relief. I watched some more videos and found out how to turn the game on peaceful. About a month later I bought the game. Minecraft had just barely been updated to 1.4.6. I immediately created a world on creative. But had no luck. I got bored. Then i started a survival that i still have today. I had no idea how great i would do on it and almost deleted it.
That is pretty much my minecraft story. Very interesting eh?
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My first night was beta... 1.4 I think sometime... I know it was before 1.6, because that's when I started discovering and playing with mods.
Anyway, first night, on a beach, off the water I spawned on. Started trying to reform the area to give me some cover, as I'd heard tales of the evils of creepers from people I knew who had poked it before. But lo, it was not the hissing of a primed explosive creature that haunts my days of minecraft... it's the scitter-hiss of the only one who can climb walls, and who jump-lunges at you to make you dead.
Yeah, the bane of my first night, and still cursed foe even now, is the spider. No, not spider jockeys; no, not cave spiders that came later. Regular, plain, overworld spiders.
After one of the game overhauls, when we could (re)name worlds, my first map got a new name to fit with this theme... Castle Spiderhate. Creepers? psh, who worries about them? Spiders, they're my bane... followed by ghasts and skellys.
Alpha 1.2 not building anything cause I didn't know you could, losing all my ores because I only mined/killed everything with a wooden pickaxe. Then getting blown up randomly and thinking. THOSE DAYUM LANDMINES!! D:<Alpha 1.2 not building anything cause I didn't know you could, losing all my ores because I only mined/killed everything with a wooden pickaxe. Then getting blown up randomly and thinking. THOSE DAYUM LANDMINES!! D:<
I found out about Minecraft from my older sister's friend. She showed me the ropes a bit, but mainly left me to fend for myself. I was 10 and a wimp.
My day was spent figuring out how to get wood, craft stuff, (i was so proud of my first pickaxe!) and learning about Minecraft from this friend. She told me about zombies and creepers and such, but conveniently forgot to say that they not only spawned at night but in dark places.
So, nightfall. I sat, shivering in this tiny cave, for about three minutes. Nothing.
Then- BANG! BANG! BANGBANG!
I yelped and hit esc.
"What's happening!?" I yelled to the friend. She shrugged.
"A zombie is bashing down your door. Dig a basement and block up the hole."
With my trusty pickaxe, I dug a spiral staircase deep into the ground and blocked up the hole. It was now very, very daek, upstairs and down. Thankfully, nothing spawned.
"It'll be dawn around now." the friend said. " You can return to your house."
I unblocked the hole fearfully. No zombies. I climbed the stairs. A missing door. No Zombies.
"Phew." I said. "Now i shall make my basement a masterpiece."
I went back down into that dark hole and was digging happily. I forgot about zombies and skeletons and creepers. I forgot that creepers made no noise. And when my pickaxe brok, I turned around to go get a new one and saw a creeper, coming down the stairs towards me. There was only one exit and the creeper was on it.
I had no chance. BOOM!
Pretty memorable first night for me when I was just learning the game and invited some friends to join me. It wasn't my first night, maybe my fourth or fifth, but it was a new SMP server, and my friends had never played before. By the time we got sorted out who was going to do what, night was falling. We desperately acquired a bunch of wood and dirt, and it was dark by then, so we were forced to just build a walled-off section of cliffside and huddle on a tiny platform in the dark all night, without torches or even a weapon, desperately hoping nothing would manage to get over our tiny wall (at this point, I dont believe spiders could climb yet)
My first night was actually uneventful. Like most people here I spent it in opening in a hill that I made. I knew a little about the game and what was out there at night, but looking back things could have been very bad due to what I didn't know. My opening wasn't big and wasn't tall and had some light from the opening to the sky and instead of a door I used a block to block my entrance. I thought I was safe from all creatures because I didn't know about how they spawn. The area could have easily been dark enough for a zombie, skeleton, or creeper to spawn. I was just lucky.
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!
if you have a look in the future then you will realise that Minecraft will always be a peaceful game.
My first night was actually uneventful. Like most people here I spent it in opening in a hill that I made. I knew a little about the game and what was out there at night, but looking back things could have been very bad due to what I didn't know. My opening wasn't big and wasn't tall and had some light from the opening to the sky and instead of a door I used a block to block my entrance. I thought I was safe from all creatures because I didn't know about how they spawn. The area could have easily been dark enough for a zombie, skeleton, or creeper to spawn. I was just lucky.
during my first night I was killed by skeletons and zombies.
During my first night,I got killed by skeletons and zombies.
I remember it being in Alpha 1.0.16 or something like that. I walked around looking at everything, It was a weird game for me for being very cool looking and pixelated at the same time. I figured out how to break dirt and then to trees. The sun started setting and I was still wondering what I do. I fell into a hole and I couldn't see a thing, until I was killed by a spider. To this day I hate spiders, in minecraft or out.
My first night was totally slash utterly boring. Three things happened all in the one day that I got minecraft. The first thing was that I changed my skin (who wants to look like a noob even if you are one) then I decided to start my world. I never read the wiki or anything. I spawned in a swamp biome and I got rid of all the trees and planted new ones. Then I made all of the beginning wood tools. I then searched for a cave/mine and I found one and got coal. And I was walking back home is where it really started. 3 creepers, 20 zombies including two with gold armour, 15 skeletons and five spiders attacked me. I died about six times. Luckily no ender men. The next day I killed off all of the mobs and made a hut.
That's my first day. After that I discovered commentating.... The rest is history.I also discovered multiplayer that day
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BOOM!!!
I respawned again once day broke. My brother-in-law showed me how to punch trees and make tools, and he gave me a tour of the house he'd built to look like his real-life house. I sought out a nice spot to call my own, and with his permission I dug into a cliffside to make my first home. He taught me how to make a door, a furnace, and torches. By the time night fell, I was nestled safely into a simple dwelling, which I enlarged and shaped through the night.
The following day, my brother-in-law stopped in every so often to show me how to craft a new thing: glass blocks, a chest, a bed...things I didn't realize I needed until he made me aware of their existence. I eventually expanded my first home to three storeys and many rooms. I adorned it with vertical glass windows, bookshelves on the second floor, and a terraced farm out front. I've built many other projects since then, but I still find my first home beautiful.
Same here.
I still remember my first MC world, it was going great until.. FILE CORRUPTION HAPPENED!
Luckily, once I did figure out that you HOLD to break blocks, I did pretty well!
Then came the dirty hut, which pretty much the 100% of the Minecraft players know...
I miss that feeling of not knowing what to do, other than slowly watch the sun hide, panic, run around, and hide under the grass.
That is pretty much my minecraft story. Very interesting eh?
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As for my first night, er - I watched some tutorials by paulsoaresjr.
Anyway, first night, on a beach, off the water I spawned on. Started trying to reform the area to give me some cover, as I'd heard tales of the evils of creepers from people I knew who had poked it before. But lo, it was not the hissing of a primed explosive creature that haunts my days of minecraft... it's the scitter-hiss of the only one who can climb walls, and who jump-lunges at you to make you dead.
Yeah, the bane of my first night, and still cursed foe even now, is the spider. No, not spider jockeys; no, not cave spiders that came later. Regular, plain, overworld spiders.
After one of the game overhauls, when we could (re)name worlds, my first map got a new name to fit with this theme... Castle Spiderhate. Creepers? psh, who worries about them? Spiders, they're my bane... followed by ghasts and skellys.
My first night.
I found out about Minecraft from my older sister's friend. She showed me the ropes a bit, but mainly left me to fend for myself. I was 10 and a wimp.
My day was spent figuring out how to get wood, craft stuff, (i was so proud of my first pickaxe!) and learning about Minecraft from this friend. She told me about zombies and creepers and such, but conveniently forgot to say that they not only spawned at night but in dark places.
So, nightfall. I sat, shivering in this tiny cave, for about three minutes. Nothing.
Then-
BANG! BANG! BANGBANG!
I yelped and hit esc.
"What's happening!?" I yelled to the friend. She shrugged.
"A zombie is bashing down your door. Dig a basement and block up the hole."
With my trusty pickaxe, I dug a spiral staircase deep into the ground and blocked up the hole. It was now very, very daek, upstairs and down. Thankfully, nothing spawned.
"It'll be dawn around now." the friend said. " You can return to your house."
I unblocked the hole fearfully. No zombies. I climbed the stairs. A missing door. No Zombies.
"Phew." I said. "Now i shall make my basement a masterpiece."
I went back down into that dark hole and was digging happily. I forgot about zombies and skeletons and creepers. I forgot that creepers made no noise. And when my pickaxe brok, I turned around to go get a new one and saw a creeper, coming down the stairs towards me. There was only one exit and the creeper was on it.
I had no chance.
BOOM!
if you have a look in the future then you will realise that Minecraft will always be a peaceful game.
during my first night I was killed by skeletons and zombies.
During my first night,I got killed by skeletons and zombies.
That's my first day. After that I discovered commentating.... The rest is history.I also discovered multiplayer that day