Part 1: http://www.planetminecraft.com/blog/failing-at-surviving-my-first-survival/

Part 2: http://www.planetminecraft.com/blog/failing-at-surviving-part-2/



You thought the adventures of my first time failures were over, right? Probably not. Well heres part 3 of my adventures.

Im not sure if my first server experience was after my first survival or before. I didn't figure out how servers worked because my friend (you know, the guy who told me about Minecraft ,and didn't really have his Minecraft facts straight at the time) told me that you need to download a certain software in order to join servers. It turns out he was talking about how to make a server, so i got pretty frustrated when I couldn't join a server. Months after I started playing Minecraft is when I was able to get on my first server (Tell me if that makes me a noob :P). I found out I was able to go on servers when I randomly tested an Ip ,and it worked. The other Ip's I used did'nt work.

Other bits of story in between that aren't exciting.

I tested another Ip ,and it was a survival server. It may have been new ,but im not sure. It had absolutely no plugins what so ever (What could go wrong?). I made a house with my brother outside of spawn. That was before I knew how griefing worked. It didn't actually happen until I struck first. I found a nice tower. Well, actually it was made of dirt, thus not being nice in any sense. We raided it and got a couple of torches (JACKPOT). I don't think anyone actually occupied the tower ,becuase I never heard anything about it afterwards. I did find another home a bit farther off later. It was an underground.... cube. It was inhabited by four people. The server admin we call Bren (because thats his Minecraft name), and his three.. henchmen, I will call them. Kyle, diamondmansion, and some last person, who all later became ops. After unsuccesfully trying to raid them several times, they decided to teach us a lesson. When they attacked they weren't too hard to deal with since they came in 1's or 2's at a time. The part that wasn't quite on our side is since we made our home not too far from spawn, once they died, they would just keep coming. My brother tried to make the house look like it was just part of the mountain. Being that they already saw the house, I can see why that didn't work.

Meanwhile, during the last half paragraph, someone who I assumed was new to server walked by our house. He said, "Nice house. Can I live in your basement?". I don't think I wanted him to live here ,but my brother said "Sure.". He went down the stairs that lead to our mine ,and halfway down he started to make his home. I had no idea why he would do that since I didn't know what factions were at the time. That or they didn't exist at the time. Bloxcraft, I believe his name was. He was pretty helpful. He got us resources, he helped fight off the enemies. Thats it actually.



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