Admin stories

[ACH0225]

Not sure what subforum.

Your finest stories of Miencraft administration. I'll start

Once upon a time, I collected a shite tonne of ended pearls, and began to parkour around spawn. Now, the spawn was really cool, it was essentially a cathedral. As such, the upper areas had a lot of nifty galleries and rooms to climb around in, and since they had smart moving, it was pretty easy. Now Ihad climbed around before, but never to the very upper upper areas, which were virtually impossible to get to. While I was jumping around, an admin was watching me because he was bored or something. Eventually, I reached a locked iron door at the very top areas. I asked him if there was anything behind it, he said that there wasn't, and I went away. When he left the server, I immediately went back to the door(admins all lie) and began to study it. The room inside wasn't visible, but had some external windows I made my way to. It appeared all that was in the room was a command block, a valuable thing to poke. I began poking around with the door, attempting to get through. After a few tries and nether trips, I was able to glitch into the room and began poking around. Along with the command cube were a few books with some junk about the server(prototypes of the server laws), some couches, and a few chests with chainmail armour. Liberating the armour, I began Indiana Jones walking towards the command block. Just before I got close to it, the admin came back and saw me in the room. He tped me out immediately, then asked me what the hell I was doing. After hearing my story, he banned me for a day. When I came back, I learned from the owner that the admin in question had constructed a secret "doomsday device" with that command block that would ban a certain list of players(including yours truly), erase the map, and do some sort of massive fuck around with the server in general making it a * to fix. I was warned to never go near that area again, the admin was given a light slap on the wrist and his doomsday device was taken over by the owner, who kept it.

Tl;Dr: Co-owners and vice admins are silly creatures.

[Shadowcatbot]

Sounds hilarious, I would've gone back and activated it for the hell of it if I didn't care much for the server.

[ACH0225]

I liked the server, the Co-Owner was just a suspicious bastard. Here's another one, far far longer.


I once went on this one vanilla factions server. Now, there weren't many factions because the admin and all the mods had one with most of the better players. I * around on my own for a while before joining them. I used their resources and got some nice shite together, then went and formed my own faction. Now there were a few small factions around the server, but they were more to protect the person's chests than to actually faction, and were generally left alone. I made a small surface compound, then began subtly recruiting players. Since I knew anyone of value went to the admin faction Laputa, I took all the newbs and loners, most of whom were actually pretty ok because they knew they would be slowly, gently roflstomped on their own. As I gathered members, I naturally attracted the attention of the owner, but I talked him into not having Laputa raid the shit out of us right away like they usually did on the grounds that having a large counter faction would be more fun. He accepted this, and gifted me a chest full of iron ore to make shit with. A few days later, we had a big castle and bunker system, and loads of weapons and armour. Laputa immediately moved on us, and we were able to beat back their attack and counterattack into their base proper. This was, in the year or so long history of the server, the first time their base had actually experienced a siege, and the owner was pretty excited. After we raided them a little, we went back to our base and things calmed down for about a week. Then, we decided we would surprise attack them. Since the last battle, they had built a giant admin-wall of obsidian protected by factions, and while we all called them out on it as bullshit, we just went through the nether. Upon entering their base, our raiding party was killed by the tertiary in command admin with /kill, and our nether portal into their base was surrounded with obsidian and glass, and had TNT dropped in to kill us. After we fucked off, they launched a fairly pitiful counterattack with normal mode which we annihilated. Things calmed down, but the owner did nothing about his autistic admin, and we were all tick about it. I had something come up, so I passed control to my trusty lieutenant for a week.

When I came back, our base had been mostly destroyed, and everyone had left the faction, including the aforementioned trusty lieutenant, who now headed a different and constantly besieged faction that was mostly his retarded irl friends. I asked around, and apparently once I left the arsehole admin disbanded our faction, enabling them to charge in and destroy the base. Said admin was gone on vacation, and the owner didn't really care. I remade most of the buildings myself, and got a bunch of people back, along with new conscript newbs. The new group was pretty poor, but at this point I didn't really give any fucks. My shite army and I charged into their base, which had a massive unprotected gate in their adminwall. After massacreing their faction, claiming their core base, the owner said enough was enough and went on an admin rampage into our base, disbanding us and almost banning me. Fortunately, I kinda expected this and had moved all our shit to a backup base far away. I retreated there, along with some of the veteran faction people, and began to prepare for our next attack. I was then banned for a month.

1 month later, I remembered the server and came back on. The server had pretty much died by then thanks to the banning of several major players, myself included, and the addition of every RPG plugin bukkit would and wouldn't accept, making every action trigger a chat-flood of RPG stat notifications and level ups in 18 different skills. The admin had more or less forgotten me, and I kinda poked around. My backup base had been evacuated by someone, and the original base site, which was world edited back after the owner's rampage, had been poorly world edited away in what appeared to be an effort to erase my faction from history. Mentioning my faction got me kicked once, so I figured they were still kinda butthurt. I wrote up a book about the history of the server, made a few copies of it, and put it in a bookcase plugin thing. I then puttered around, and ran into a new admin who was even more of an arse than the old one. He instructed me not to parkour up a tree at spawn, since doing so would hurt it or something. I immediately proceeded to parkour up the tree, and was IP permabanned and banned on MC ban list banned.

Tl;Dr: Admins get butthurt easily.

[Vinyl]

I'd readily share a story if I had one. The only multiplayer I've played was with y'all and me friends, and me and co. play on my server.

[Shadowcatbot]

Bleh why do servers always have five year old autistic admins? When I'm ever gifted a position of power I treat it respectfully (Then I troll kiddies by being invisible and leading their animals away with wheat to fuck with them when nothing's going on).

[Prototype]

>Be admin on Flan's server
>No hack protection whatsoever
>Join server one day
>everybody is flyhacking
>turned fly on, flew up to the fly hackers
>asked them "cool hacks, which ones are you using"
>chump replies "nodus, what are you using scrub"
>Reply "just a little thing called... Admin!"
>ohshit.jpg
>mfw I ban everyone

[Saravanth]

In Beta 1.3, I had a server which I played on with two school friends. For the first time, we discovered TNT. We spawned large amounts of the stuff and everyone went and did his thing for a while. After some really ecstasic underground blasting I decided to make some awesome miner's city underground, with wooden houses along the walls of those giant caverns I made. Built it for about two weeks until I got to around bedrock level, decorated everything real nice. I didn't know fire existed at the time, so I didn't worry much about some lava being down there. So at some point, we went above ground again and fought a little because we didn't have much else to do. And once I went back, you guessed it, the city was completely on fire.

And that, children, is why you don't build wooden shacks near lava, goddammit.

Only technically an admin story, as we cheated massive amounts of wood and TNT in. Idk.

EDIT:

OOh, I remember another, funnier one:

A year or two later, fourth grade in middle school, I think. One of those two guise from the server mentioned just up there. He rented a nitrado-server and got a bunch of other kids from school to play on it. Now, he was kind of a * whenever he got his hands on any kind of power, that's just how he was. Or is, no idea. Anyway, it was kind of a cool server in the beginning, I went about two or three kilometres north until I found a desert and built a city there, real beautiful, assassin's creed/prince of persia-ish sandstone houses and some pretty community buildings like bath houses, mosque-ish things and whatever. He built, at the spawn, some big ass bedrock cube with obsidian walls around it, and outside that wall he let the other plebs build random, undecorated, boring wooden houses. I might've kinda mentioned that it looked bland, or something, he didn't seem too amused. So, mostly unrelated to that, we had an argument in real lyfe, and he, childish as he was, banned me from the server.

I got back on the server with help of the guy who lives right above me, he was in the same class and played on the server too. He made him believe I was some young kid that's supposed to live around here, so I took his identity and wandered around, watched how it was coming along. His slaves build quite several of those suburbia-hell kind of shacks around that big fugly monolyth. A little while after that I went to check on my desert city, of course I waited for very few people to be on the server so I wouldn't be discovered. Once I arrived there, I saw that that asshole had blown up that beautiful desert jewel of a city, the only thing left were stone craters inbetween the dunes. Anger got hold of me, and I knew exactly what honour demanded of me:

I had to enact revenge upon him and his atrocious mocking of a city.

At first I blended in. Built one of those houses here and there, so he would think I am another fool working for his lazy ass. He did, and that was when he put me into creative mode. Big mistake, buddy. I then went along all the roads, had the other guy, who came down to my place with his laptop, note the coordinates, and once that was done, I went three or so blocks underground. With TNT in my raging hands. I placed 3x3 veins of TNT under all the roads, under the whole city, took me some hours. All while crouching, so no one would see my name from above.

Once I was done, all I had to do was place a lever, pull it, and...

Explosions. Many, many explosions. It went on for at least two minutes, and as it was a rented server it was fluid as fuck. Bam bam here, boom bang there, and all that was left was a black monolith, surrounded by floating purple walls, a few single floating wood blocks and long, long chasms, extending along the ground to all sides of it. It was beautiful. And the best thing was, he didn't even catch me, even in the end. Everyone gathered in front of what little ground there was left before the monolith, and he raged like a teenage baboon with his ass on fire would. He capslocked and typed all kinds of dialect austrian profanity, banned two random guys he was sure were behind this, and ragequit. Five minutes after that he shut the server down. The next day in school, he was still visibly tick off, and I couldn't keep from making a devilish smile of satisfaction the whole day. I don't think I ever told him it was me, I just asked from time to time how the server was coming along. He said it was going great, but his tearing eyes betrayed him. Huehue. An eye for an eye, *.

So that's the story about that one time uncle Des destroyed a server.

[Archduke Daynel, PhD]

The Emperor is proud, son.
NTS: Include Des in revolutionary army.

[Error]

NTS: Do not annoy Des if we ever go on a server.

[Saravanth]

No, that's not the thing. Don't blow up >a week of someone's work over a minor dispute irl and you're golden, really.