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So, it's 2 AM now. I'm laying in my bed, and I cannot handle the voices, the anxiety and the lack of sleep anymore, I do not know what to do though, so I thought to maybe write something; And what came to my mind was all the ways I've been running away, hiding from the bad, the past, the present...
Right now I'm simply listening to a song I haven't heard in a long time. It's not some deep song, nothing like that. It's a simple song made on the theme of Minecraft, a game I used to spend all the time playing quite some time ago.
"So fight the past, take back the night" - A line from the song
In a few days, another court meeting is being made regarding the case of all the shit that happened to me :( It's been going on for years now.
What was I doing 3 years ago? Well, I mainly don't remember due to the dissociation, but what I do remember was Minecraft. From version to version, playing the game, killing time. And then I discovered multiplayer. Online multiplayer... A completely new thing for me, since, from my memory, I haven't really done multiplayer games before. I played Age of the Empires series games alone, and same goes for most of the stuff... Always was sorta not fitting.
And then came minecraft multiplayer. Took me a bit of searching for what to do, but I found a server, a simple survival server, not overloaded with unneeded stuff, just some added economy stuff. Seemed amazing to me, though I was a total noob in comparation to many players. I was also sorta alone there. (I wonder how can I perfectly remember this, while I cannot remember all of the abuse???).
Started there, first time seeing the spawnpoint, walking around, reading rules and learning the systems they use, the plugins, the commands. Then going to the wild, leaving the safezone, the first safe place in a new scary open PvP world. But unlike in some other places, there weren't really mean spawnkillers, there wasn't anything like that. Nobody attacked me around the spawnpoint, the ground wasn't messed up and there was an ocean nearby.
Cut down a few trees. Basic tools. Fists, smacking down a few trees, then a wooden pickaxe, and finally equipped with full stone set. Axe, sword, pickaxe and shovel, only one thing left to make: A boat. So built that also, got some food and set sail. Might have had a fishing rod also.
Sailing and sailing, for hours on end. It was a big ocean. Setting spawn every now and then, as a way to save. Came across a small island... Too small, but good enough to camp a bit. Stayed there a bit, left a sign with my username, and set sail again.
Hours later, I sure was patient, I come across proper land. Coast stretching left and right, mountains, hills, valleys and forests. Perfect place, and empty. I found a new land.
Sailing in as far as I can, and looking around, I decide to wait out the night in the boat.
In the morning, to the coast. Found a nice river valley, plenty of everything. Sugar cane, wood, and a mountainside for a nice mine.
At that point some players already knew me, and I knew some players, so fastn forwards some time later...
I'm building a sort of house. Somewhat more experienced, and needing flint and steel. Asking for recipe and getting it, talking to people.
Some people come around and look at it. Dock somewhat set up, the walls and the floor mostly there, just building up the second floor. Looks nice. A mine to the south, with a not that ugly enterance. A dock to the west. And a small L shaped house.
The night comes, ingame. Catches me unprepared. And somebody helps, somebody helps fight off the monsters of the night. The night passes through, another day comes.
Fast forward...
A long time has passed. I know a few people on the server. A funny ocassion of an online birthday party. Six or seven avatars in a room, having fun, eating cake and cookies. Time to put on some music, and by sheer luck, the record we put on was something very dark sounding, not really music, more like churchbells and funeral sounds. Remembered from that day on as "The Grave Party"...
Right now I'm simply listening to a song I haven't heard in a long time. It's not some deep song, nothing like that. It's a simple song made on the theme of Minecraft, a game I used to spend all the time playing quite some time ago.
"So fight the past, take back the night" - A line from the song
In a few days, another court meeting is being made regarding the case of all the shit that happened to me :( It's been going on for years now.
What was I doing 3 years ago? Well, I mainly don't remember due to the dissociation, but what I do remember was Minecraft. From version to version, playing the game, killing time. And then I discovered multiplayer. Online multiplayer... A completely new thing for me, since, from my memory, I haven't really done multiplayer games before. I played Age of the Empires series games alone, and same goes for most of the stuff... Always was sorta not fitting.
And then came minecraft multiplayer. Took me a bit of searching for what to do, but I found a server, a simple survival server, not overloaded with unneeded stuff, just some added economy stuff. Seemed amazing to me, though I was a total noob in comparation to many players. I was also sorta alone there. (I wonder how can I perfectly remember this, while I cannot remember all of the abuse???).
Started there, first time seeing the spawnpoint, walking around, reading rules and learning the systems they use, the plugins, the commands. Then going to the wild, leaving the safezone, the first safe place in a new scary open PvP world. But unlike in some other places, there weren't really mean spawnkillers, there wasn't anything like that. Nobody attacked me around the spawnpoint, the ground wasn't messed up and there was an ocean nearby.
Cut down a few trees. Basic tools. Fists, smacking down a few trees, then a wooden pickaxe, and finally equipped with full stone set. Axe, sword, pickaxe and shovel, only one thing left to make: A boat. So built that also, got some food and set sail. Might have had a fishing rod also.
Sailing and sailing, for hours on end. It was a big ocean. Setting spawn every now and then, as a way to save. Came across a small island... Too small, but good enough to camp a bit. Stayed there a bit, left a sign with my username, and set sail again.
Hours later, I sure was patient, I come across proper land. Coast stretching left and right, mountains, hills, valleys and forests. Perfect place, and empty. I found a new land.
Sailing in as far as I can, and looking around, I decide to wait out the night in the boat.
In the morning, to the coast. Found a nice river valley, plenty of everything. Sugar cane, wood, and a mountainside for a nice mine.
At that point some players already knew me, and I knew some players, so fastn forwards some time later...
I'm building a sort of house. Somewhat more experienced, and needing flint and steel. Asking for recipe and getting it, talking to people.
Some people come around and look at it. Dock somewhat set up, the walls and the floor mostly there, just building up the second floor. Looks nice. A mine to the south, with a not that ugly enterance. A dock to the west. And a small L shaped house.
The night comes, ingame. Catches me unprepared. And somebody helps, somebody helps fight off the monsters of the night. The night passes through, another day comes.
Fast forward...
A long time has passed. I know a few people on the server. A funny ocassion of an online birthday party. Six or seven avatars in a room, having fun, eating cake and cookies. Time to put on some music, and by sheer luck, the record we put on was something very dark sounding, not really music, more like churchbells and funeral sounds. Remembered from that day on as "The Grave Party"...
