Welcome To The Nipplerockian. Pull Up A Chair, Mind The Crater

Hello, civilians of CivMC.

This will probably be the only opinion piece I ever write, so I want to use it for the nicest thing I can think of: welcoming you here.

This server is a strange and wonderful place. Nations rise in a weekend and fall in an afternoon. Wars are fought over wheat. Alliances hold summits with themselves. And somewhere out there, right now, a newfriend is clicking his sixth Discord invite and saying yes to everything. We love him. We hope he finds his way home.

That is what this paper is for. Not to take sides, since we have never once worked out which side we are on, but to sit back and enjoy all of it with you. The wars, the elections, the water slides, the bank that keeps your money in a chest somewhere very safe. Every bit of it is worth writing down.

So whoever you are, you are welcome here. The veteran who remembers Civcraft. The fighter who hasn’t slept since the war started. The builder who just placed one rail correctly and deserves a ministry for it. Even the snitch block. Especially the snitch block. Nobody ever asks how it’s doing.

Read what you like, share it with your nation, and don’t worry if you get pearled on your way to the front page. It happens to the best of us, and to most of our correspondents.

I hope you have a laugh. I hope you come back tomorrow. And if you ever pass through a market and hear a hissing sound, I hope you know you were always welcome.