Media Wynn News: Steps Towards The Future

Steps Towards The Future By PillowPet

As I walk through Detlas and listen to the latest buzz, I can't help but be brought back to my first time on Wynncraft. Helping deliver cooking supplies to make a cake, breaking a villager out of prison, and traveling through the treacherous Nivla Woods were all some of the many early gameplay memories we all still carry in our hearts today. Back then, the word "Wynncraft" mostly meant a Minecraft MMORPG server. However, today the word means so much more.

The way it started, most kept to themselves in game. Their adventure. But soon, many others and myself were introduced to the forums. I instantly felt at home in what would inevitably cause my attachment to Wynncraft. As the game developed, so would it's community until we eventually reach the present day: many active players and forums members are keeping our strong community alive as the "Gavel Hype" starts to fade. However, in all this, one group of members caught my attention with the announcement of "Wynncon", a player made Wynncraft convention.

I got in contact with the team and crossed paths with a player named @WonderousDanFox. I questioned her and when asked how she feels about the event she says,

"I feel like I’m contributing to what could potentially be a fantastic event. In the making of Wynncon, I create Armor Stands, do command blocks and sometimes (rarely) do builds."

It is an honor to be a part of such a community- no, a family, that will willingly work to make Wynncraft a better place. When discussing this with Dan she tells me,

"I think the community has come a long way from other communities, mainly the fact that most of the people are generally nice, and not toxic to each other makes this community great."

Perhaps this is too naive, or perhaps not. The opinions and traits of each individual is what has been keeping our community alive for all this time. And it is now that we, as a community, can take these steps towards the future of Wynncraft together.

 

This server has been a bastion of progress and innovation -at least to me- in the world of minecraft servers. A whole world, not just quick minigames! We all made Wynncraft together.

 

shorter than the usual but always great to read your work

 

Quite different than what I've come to expect from Wynn News, a lot shorter for one, but still quality as always.

 

Going for something a bit less flashy for a try.

 

Does the font bother you? I'm going for a newspaper vibe.

 

This is less Wynn News than it is Wynnspirational

 

If only we could get @modern to ride a bike around and toss news papers to everyone...

 

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@Meroboter

 

Different style of news. Not just blandly giving out the facts. Here's an example of a news
story from Piper in Fallout 4:

Spoiler: Very Minor Spoilers Fallout 4

October, 2287
The Synthetic Truth
By
Piper Wright

Noodles. We all eat them. We all love them. And Diamond City's Power Noodles has supplied this sustenance for the past fifteen years. From the stilted mechanical cadence of Takahashi's programmed Japanese, to the fragrant steam that wafts from each bowl, to the scalding tang of each delicious mouthful - the ordering and eating of noodles is but one of many shared human experiences. Or is it?

I was struck by this very question as I sat at the counter of Power Noodles last Wednesday night, just after 5:00 pm, enjoying a dinner I had so many times before. That's when I noticed our very own Mayor McDonough sidle up to a stool, and engage in the very same ritual. Right hand extending. Mouth opening. Teeth chewing. Yes, eating noodles. The shared experience of almost every Diamond City resident.

So it must have also seemed to the residents of Diamond City nearly sixty years ago, on an uncharacteristically warm May evening in 2229, as they sat around this very same counter. But that was before the days of Takahashi and his noodles, when the bar served not noodles, but ice cold Nuka-Colas, frothy beers and stiff shots of whiskey. The barman's name was Henry, and that night, he facilitated the shared human experiences of drinking, smoking, talking and laughing. That is, until tragedy struck.

There aren't many among us who are even old enough to remember that evening - although some of the city's Ghoul residents certainly could have, had they not been forcibly removed, thanks to Mayor McDonough's anti-Ghoul decree of 2282. But there is one person among us who does remember, distinctly, the events of that evening: respected matriarch Eustace Hawthorne, who recounted her story in a Publick Occurrences exclusive interview.

"Oh, I was there all right. Sitting right at the bar, sure as you're sitting in front of me know. Twenty-two years old or so, and just looking to have a good time. I was safe behind the Wall - we all were - so what was the harm? And let me tell you, that Mr. Carter made it easy. He came into town earlier that day, said he was from out west somewhere. It didn't really matter. What did matter was his smile, and his laugh, and the way he'd make everyone feel at ease. That night, at the bar, we all just sort of crowded around him. Everyone wanted to exchange a word, or hear about the state of the Commonwealth. And Mr. Carter, he was all too happy to oblige. It was just so wonderful. Until it wasn't."

Eustace continued her account of that evening, and the moment when things turned sinister, and the truth about Mr. Carter was revealed.

"We'd been drinking, and carrying on, must have been three hours. Mr. Carter had four or five drinks in that time. He seemed a bit drunk, I guess, like the rest of us. Then something just sort of happened. He was smiling, but the smile sort of went from his face, all in an instant. And then his cheek started twitching, kind of funny. And I remember watching him, clear as if it happened just yesterday. He reached inside his coat, took out a revolver, and then 'Blam!'- He shot Henry, the barman, right in the head. Didn't hesitate, didn't show any emotion- Mr. Carter killed Henry as casually as if he were paying him for a drink. But his cheek never did stop twitching. Let me tell you, all Hell broke loose after that."

What Eustace is describing is, of course, is the infamous event known as the "Broken Mask," when the people of the Commonwealth learned for the first time that the Institute, the shadowy scientific organization responsible for the creation of combat androids, had actually succeeded in creating a model so advanced, it could effortlessly infiltrate human society. Unbeknownst to the people of Diamond City, the Institute had somehow evolved their androids into true synthetic humans. Synths.

"After he shot Henry, that Mr. Carter shot three or four other people, too. Like I said, all Hell broke loose. The guards came running, they opened fire, and Mr. Carter he kept shooting, and throwing people around left and right. Finally, those guards put him down. Seemed like they had killed a man who had flipped his lid. Gone crazy. And he lay there like a dead crazy man, sure enough. God, it was horrible. But then we saw the plastic, and the metal- this was one of them early synths, you see - and we realized it wasn't a man at all. It was then we all knew. The Institute wasn't just 'out there'. The Institute was everywhere now. Among us."

It was never determined precisely why the synth known as Mr. Carter went on his killing spree. Some suggested he had somehow been remotely controlled by the Institute, who wanted to test his combat effectiveness. Still others felt he had simply malfunctioned (a hypothesis supported by the twitching cheek), and was never meant to kill anyone. But at that time, the "why" hardly seemed important. What mattered was that the humans of the Commonwealth had been truly infiltrated by an organization whose intentions were, and still are, a complete mystery - using a model of synth even less advanced than the ones the Institute has in service today.

Which brings us to noodles. Specifically, the noodles consumed by Mayor McDonough last Wednesday night, in the same spot that Mr. Carter the synth went haywire, and mercilessly killed several people - after spending hours sharing an experience the people of Diamond City assumed was reserved for members of the human race. They were wrong.

Are we?

As you can see it's more story-like than regular news. What I posted was a newspaper
article, not a News Segment. Slight difference. @FrostedBear

 

man this thread really touched me on a presonal level...

I remember it like it was a week ago, i just came after back i "quite" playing wynncraft for about 2 months (because lag mostly). It was the early days of the ocean update, my friend list was empty, my mind was at leveling up from 40 to 45, and my ambition was low. I was heading from almuj to nassak to start farming at the wolf area where i saw a man with dyed armor i did not recognize. He was a VIP and he told me he was wearing a set called "Adventurer Armor", i almost instatly got interested and he let me into vip town, and he baught me a set. I was so happy, i got a set i wasn't ment to have thanks to a friend, a *new* friend.
Later he insisted we went into the zombie dungeon that was under the giant tree near detlas, i never went there but i knew that with a party i could make it for sure! We finished the dungeon easly, and we celebrated with all the fireworks and raining items, i went to check behind one of the tree's many roots and there i found it, 2 stacks of liquid emeralds just staying there, like the rest of the rewards. I picked it up and started screaming with joy, i thought it was a part of the rewards! I really thought i could buy a pumpkin or a white horse with those amounts of cash, than a diamond guy apeard out of nowhere saying something along the lines of "That was my money! :(", we talked a bit but for some reason he was ok with us keeping the money, and since i was clearly a master of friendship and money management I gave my friend half of the cash, we than went into VIP town, where we both baught 16 black horses each attempting to breed a white horse. My friend was able to get one, while i was stuck with a chestnut. I didnt care really. After than it was getting late and we both had to go, apparantly when we both got back some sort of server reset happend, jump-starting everyone 2 hours from their last position... I was back in the zombie dungeon, my friend and lost all we got, We were sad but we got over it, because from than I knew, my friend list will never be empty again.

 

Man, this thread is deep. let me contribute
"How can mirrors be real if our eyes arent?" -jayden smith
"If 2 vegeterians are fighting, is it still considered beef?" -random guy on some minecraft server
Thank you, this has been deep shit with shtafjord, hope you didnt drown

 

You can't dump all that on one man Shtaf!

 

For some reason, I have so many memories from the old tree zombie dungeon. I died so many times there, because I was level 9 or 10 lol. I tried too hard xd

 

I think a lot of us died there. Except Broettinger; he's a legend.

 

That was like the only thing I did on wynncraft in those days xd. I only tried to do that dungeon lol

 

Ah, the nostalgia...

 

I already do that. But it is to random people who have probably never heard of minecraft, let alone wynncraft.

I get many strange looks.

 

Way to be loyal! You get a raise!