Redwaller

The player Redwaller joined 2b2tmcpe.org late October 2018, and was active up until December 9, 2018. She is most known for the group Harmony and the comic series she creates about her time on the server. She currently is not active in minecraft.

## History

The following is from Redwaller's perspective, written in July 2019.

I joined 2b2tmcpe.org late October 2018, at a time when the server had very low numbers.

I messed around at spawn for a few days, going through a cycle of trying to escape, dying, quitting, and returning the next day.  The server was quiet.  Of the rare players that came online, no one said anything.

On October 30th, I logged on to find someone standing beside me.  CaptainLean616.

“All I have is two pieces of gravel,” I said, hoping to assure this person I wasn't hostile. He had no armour, no weapons, we were evenly matched. But I didn’t want to fight.

He mined some gravel next to me and gave it to me. I gave him my thanks and went on my way.

I climbed up through the craters and lava casts, searching for an out.  I had made some progress when I saw Lean following.  He ran up to me and tried to push me off. I climbed more frantically, not wanting to start over again, even though I had literally nothing to lose.  Eventually I made it to some higher ground and asked why he was trying to kill me. He explained he was just trying to get me to a nether portal. I politely declined and we parted ways.

And a few minutes later, I escaped spawn for the first time, with a few pieces of gravel in hand.

Roughly 13,000 blocks later, I set up my first house. Lean found me again and warned me that it was too close to the highway.  He helped me mine and we started to form a friendship.

A few days later Lean asked if I had seen my house, and when I came back to it I found it was griefed, by a mysterious Imposter278.  The situation seemed a bit suspicious. I salvaged what I could and headed back to spawn.

At spawn I met another player. We signaled peace to each other. I went to do my own thing, then he attacked and killed me before I could blink an eye.

Redwaller was slain by Imposter278.

“Wait, Imposter you’re the guy who griefed my house,” I said.  He assured me it had indeed been him.

I saw another player trying to escape spawn, epicdrewson.  We met up and got out together, despite the efforts of Imposter to make us doubt and turn on each other.  We gathered some resources and after he logged for the night I started on a new base - that would become the Lodge.

That evening, Imposter and I were the only ones on the server.  He started monologuing about all the bases he had griefed that day.  He paused and I said, “whatever floats your boat.”

He went on for a bit more, eventually ending in, “I can’t wait to see your base… A FUCKIN SHITT HOLE!”

I said nothing in reply, and he left shortly after. I worked more on my budding base, hoping Imp wouldn’t get to see that to fruition.

The next day I invited epic to the base, explaining to him my vision: to build a haven where we can invite new players so they could get on their feet.  At this point all it was was the lodge itself with only two rooms, and some melons and wheat.  He invited some of his friends, and the base started to grow.  I came to settle on naming it The Lodge.

I set off to spawn to find some new players, but instead came across some experienced ones.  MightyKitten81, RagingLemons116, FourRockecket7833, as well CaptainLean616 again.  They were discussing a new base called Melon Town, and to my surprise Kitten and Lemons extended an invitation to me. I gladly accepted.

A new player named GreyDucker007 logged in, I gave him some melons. We talked some more about Melon Town, then Duck tried to attack me. It was short-lived as the others swiftly killed him.

I was brought to a bare-bones base with a vague melon theme.  It was at this point that I was told about sethome, which made things start to move a lot faster for me.

I was wary of experienced players at first, but it didn’t take me long to warm up to Kitten and Lemons, and another player I soon met named MowwCat, who invited me to Eskimo Town. I invited them all to The Lodge.  I was invited to a number of bases that cropped up at this time, many of which were owned by players I helped out of spawn.

At Melon Town I met PAPYRUS0THEBEST, whom I had heard about from other players. I invited her to the Lodge. I had a few small encounters with Imp at Melon Town and the ruins of 26kTown, but once I got enchanted diamond armour he didn’t make any attempts to kill me. Lean earned my trust again and I invited him to The Lodge.  Some players came across The Lodge while exploring and I invited them to join, these would become long-time friends and basemates.

All of a sudden I was met with a ton of players coming to The Lodge without me knowing of it. I heard rumours of coords being leaked.  Thankfully, all the people who came were friendly and helped to grow the Lodge. I met more long-time friends.

The Lodge became such a beautiful place, both by the builds and the community. There was no battle plan or war strategies, it was a place where we could just be. We built and sang and pulled pranks, we even had a minecraft wedding between Lean and another player named Fell72.

The requests to come to the Lodge became more and more frequent. I said yes to many.  Duck asked to come too, while many people warned me against letting him come. I missed much of the drama that went on with him and Melon Town and Skybase, but I could tell something was up considering how often people bashed and insulted him. Being bullied a lot as a kid, I sorta empathized with him, but still didn’t invite him to respect the wishes of the majority of the playerbase at The Lodge.

Of course as I was inviting many people, eventually some made it in with bad intentions.  The Lodge was griefed the same day of the wedding by jkjokeryt and Georgium Sidus. Geo started griefing as soon as I invited him, but Joker had been living peaceably at the Lodge before that.  Over half a year later I talked to Joker and learned that he had griefed to try to get back at Duck, as he thought Duck was basing there. Geo and I came to a relative peace with each other the day after the griefing.

In the last days of The Lodge I had started plans for another bigger base farther from spawn. Because of The Lodge’s unexpected popularity, I didn’t have the time to do much besides build a simple cobblestone wall.  After we lost the Lodge I invited everyone from there to this base, which was dubbed Harmony.

After some promising encounters and conversations with Duck, and much pleading from him, I invited him to Harmony when it was in its early stages.  It was just after I promised to not invite anyone without consulting other members first, but it was a pressing time and I wanted to give him a chance.  He was friendly at first, but over time he started to drop the act and pushed the limits of what I accepted at Harmony.  Still, I held out hope for him, being someone who trusted him with my home and friendship amidst all the people who hated him.

It took awhile for Harmony to grow to the activity level that the Lodge had.  It felt like a lot of people had given up after The Lodge was griefed.  Yet slowly but surely, Harmony started to become something incredible.  It was totally different from The Lodge, but still reminiscent of it.

Over the next month things were relatively peaceful.  When I wasn’t running around putting out Duck’s fires, literally and figuratively.  Harmony continued to grow and many people built wonderful things.  The drama between Duck and Imp simmered down a bit.  Even Imp was less hostile, besides small comments such as, “I’m not specifically trying to grief red, though I would enjoy it,“ and “I can’t wait to see all of red’s shitt bases destroyed.”  His threats died down and the comment he made back at The Lodge seemed forgotten.  I was welcomed into Fish Town by Ghastly Doodle, where I got the chance to get to know Geo better.  Friendships grew.  Harmony did too.

Then came the wrench in the wheel.

“I wanted to say thanks for being one of the only people I trusted along with a handful of others until my last day on the server, I am not coming back. … Thanks again Redwaller … .”

-CaptainLean616, December 3, 2018

Of the friendships that grew at Harmony, I had especially become close to Lean.  Early December I noticed he hadn’t been on in a few days, but just attributed it to business in real life.  Then I found that message on December 6.  I was crushed.  I realized just how attached to the server and its people I was.  I couldn’t go on like that.

So I decided to leave.

I had been planning a server-wide christmas party for December 8 with Kitten and EducatedTripod2, so I set that day as my last day.  I packed up my items, decided who I would give what.  Reactions to my leaving were varied.  Some respected my decision and wished me the best.  Others begged me not to leave.  Imp talked to me again and gave me a sappy goodbye, and later asked me if he could come to Harmony.  Duck asked me for my vault.

The question of who I would pass the leadership of Harmony on to came up often.  I came to decide on Kitten, Fell, and Moww.  After the christmas party I made it official.

Harmony glowed in the jungle night.  I let go of it, surrendering it to my basemates.  I said my goodbyes.  My guard was down.

Awesome! Redwaller left hell and went to heaven!

Barely a day later I logged in to discord and was met with a barrage of messages.  A pit sunk in my stomach as I saw the words Duck, Harmony, leaked, Imposter, coords.  I knew it was too late to change anything.  I joined the server.

I got there just after Imp did.  He was joined by another griefer named AleckPlaysMCPE.  Duck laughed and gloated in chat.  I said hi to Imp.  Imp and Aleck had a seemingly endless amount of tnt.  Over the next half hour me and the Harmony members who stayed were killed over and over again as our base was carved out of the ground.

Duck just watched and tried to convince me he leaked coords with reason.  Near the end of the grief he turned and tried to stop it, only to be killed and he logged off shortly after.

When Imp and Aleck started talking about lava casting I fled to Fish Town, not wanting to see it happen.  Surrounded by friends, I logged off.

Imp finally got to see my base a fucking shit hole.

I had been so sure in my resolve to leave the server, but after Harmony was griefed it became blurry.  I had promised to visit on the rare occasion but I found myself logging on every other day.  The griefing should have made it easier to leave; but for some reason, it made it harder.  Duck’s betrayal stung.  I missed Harmony.  In the loss I clung to Fish Town, finding peace in the friends there.

5 days after the fall of Harmony, Fish Town was griefed.

My defenses had been obliterated during Harmony’s griefing.  I hadn’t done anything to repair them.  It hit me hard.

Later that day I created my first alt: BluesyGiraffe37.  I logged onto the server using it, listened to Duck rant and everyone go about their normal business.  I left feeling more agitated.

My friendship with Duck was gone.  I had wanted to leave behind a build for those close to me, but Harmony and Fish Town were gone.  I had to do something.

I started with forgiving and promptly blocking Duck.

The next day I logged into the server and started something I had wanted to build since my early days on the server.  Stacks upon stacks of red sandstone came to form Redwall, inspired by the Redwall Abbey from my favourite book series.  I didn't talk to anyone as I built.  Seven hours of work later it was done and I invited a very select few.

One of which was Georgium Sidus.  He had come to earn my trust and we became friends at Fish Town.  He was invited into Harmony after its griefing and to Flores, the successor base started by Harmony’s new leaders.  It was so great to have made amends and build trust with someone who had griefed me.  And so I happily gave him coords.

Maybe half an hour later, Geo went rogue and suicided all the bases he was at.  Thankfully he hadn’t travelled to Redwall yet.  He claimed he was someone else who had hacked Geo’s account, but when we expressed our uncertainty, he went in to months of silence.  He was banned from Harmony.  Flores hadn't been very far along, but losing another base only a week after losing Harmony crippled the group from creating a successor for a little while.

Sad to lose Geo’s friendship too, but happy Redwall was safe, I was able to pull myself away from the server.

Publicly at least.

I logged on every couple days as BluesyGiraffe37.  Every couple days turned into every day, as another plan for a base formed in my mind.  A grand temple on a mountain surrounded by wheat.  I would call it Zion.

But on January 19, 2019 I came on to the server as Redwaller and, with Harmony, built another successor.  The base stood in a jungle as Harmony had, and contained new builds and replicas of old ones.  It sated my desire to build and so I laid aside my plans for Zion and gave this new base its name.

And now I found myself truly able to leave the server, with two good builds to leave behind and no precarious friendships.  My visits to the server became very rare.  I tried out two new anarchy servers called 2b2tpe and ConstantiamPE, but my visits were infrequent there as well.

To explain what happens next I have to give a little real-life context; mid February my toddler brother suddenly became afraid of being alone and needed someone to sit in the room with him while he napped.  The task usually fell to me.  I needed something to fill the time that I could do quietly in the dark.  I remembered my old plans for a temple on a mountain surrounded by wheat.  It couldn’t hurt to log in as BluesyGiraffe37 and just plant wheat while my brother napped.

And so plant wheat I did.  Bit by bit I covered the mountaintop I had chosen the previous January in wheat.  I built a small tower, then another.  I grew to really like it there and started working on it even when I didn’t have to watch my brother.  I remembered my idea for the temple.  I moved to Windows 10 edition and built a temple that broke the limits of what I thought I could build.  Realizing this had come far from me planting wheat while my brother napped and was indeed a base, I named it Winterwheat.  Chosen in part by the over 20,000 wheat I had planted, and the fact that it always snowed due to the high altitude there.

Over time Winterwheat started to feel lonely, and so late March I made plans to reveal my secret identity to a few Harmony members and invite them to the base.  I halted as the server took a turn for the worse by really bad admin abuse from the server owner.  I thought I would just wait it out.

A few days later Winterwheat was griefed by Imposter’s new group, The First Syndicate.

I was shocked.  I hadn’t even told anyone about the base.  I reached out to Imp, revealing that I was BluesyGiraffe37 and asked how he found it.  He was cryptic about it.  I didn’t want to consider admin abuse, but as I talked to more people I learned that there definitely was some admin involvement.  People kept giving unsatisfying answers, going back on things they said, and the server discord erupted into disorder causing it to be wiped and locked down periodically.  I never got a definitive answer, until a year later when Imposter revealed everyone in The First Syndicate had access to the server logs.

I left 2b2tmcpe for good after that.  It continued to go downhill by admin abuse and was eventually reset about a month later.  For a little while I didn’t play anarchy at all.  Harmony was fortunate enough to have a mini-server donated by Master Luke, where many of our bases have been rebuilt or copied over, including Redwall.  When I did play minecraft I usually was there.

Much to my joy, I was able to reunite with Lean in March.  He was in and out of active, but in June we were able to play again together and start another group called the Knights of Lamp on 2b2tpe.

Also in March I created the second Lodge, aka Loamhedge, on ConstantiamPE.  However, once I finished building it I didn’t play much there.

In May I started a comic about Harmony.  It brought so many people together, and I got to talk with players who I hadn’t contacted in awhile.  The discord group I made for the comic contained friends and enemies, old and new.  It was Harmony reborn.

Georgium Sidus did return many months after the incident.  At first he claimed innocence, but finally came clean near the end of June.

After being invited into Mr. Mal3volent’s group F.E.A.R. in June, Redwaller became more active on ConstantiamPE, as that’s where it was situated.  The group had gone through a revival and changed its path, and she found a wonderful little close-knit community in it.

Anarchy has been quite an adventure, through many ups and downs.  Right now, things are pretty good.  Who knows what it’ll be like in the future.  It’s been fun.