Post your stories here, what did you do on this day besides WAITING the server coming up and start the greatest and longest lasting MMORPG of all time!
How old were you by this time?
What happend the last 15 years?
What shard did you log on and created your first char?
COME OUT, COME OUT and post your stories here if you like to, to let us all know how it was on that SPECIAL DAY if you managed to log in
Interesting: Wikipedia says the first day the servers went live was the 27th. *shrug*
Either way, I was working that day, being a 30something responsible adult. I think my game at the time was Daggerfall but I was getting real frustrated with it. If I recall, it had a bug that you prevented you from finishing the game. They patched it but that was much later. Regardless, I was looking for something new to play. I had played all the Ultimas with UVII being the only game I played start to finish.
About Nov. '97, I discovered they were doing an online version of Ultima. I ordered a copy, waited patiently for it to arrive, loaded it up, created Brianna Knight on Atlantic and off I went on my adventures.
I think it was around December I wondered away from Trinsic for the first time and ended up in some dungeon. I was SCARED TO DEATH. I had no idea what was in the dungeon; who might be a killer; who might be a friend, WHAT might be in there further down. I hid behind a rock hoping no one would see me. I had lost my way and didn't know how to get out. Then this nice guy ON A HORSE of all things, stopped and asked if he could help. He told me that while my nice dress was lovely, it wouldn't protect me much and I was sure to perish if I stayed where I was. For some reason, I trusted him enough to get me to safety. He told me to follow him.
Fortunately, MoshThrull was a nice guy. He got me back to Trinsic, gave me some leather armor (that I didn't have the strength to wear), and magically transported me to a place called Moonglow. He told me to stay there while I learned the trade of tailoring. He said that would earn good gold that I could save to eventually earn gold by being a scribe. Then he left and I had no way to contact him or thank him for his kindness.
A few weeks later, while tailoring my fingers to the bone, I noticed this quiet young man named Tolken. We eventually struck up a conversation and he told me that he had some friends he would introduce me to.
He did and low and behold, MoshThrull was one of them!
I had many adventures with MoshThrull, Tolken, Mordred and Zeeto. They taught me how to train my skills (sorry about that dirt nap I gave you Mordred - it really was an accident). When our magery was high enough, we all went to Wind together for the first time together! My how exciting that day was! Those liches scared me to death (literally sometimes). We created a guild, bought a guild house and enjoyed so many adventures together.
All my friends left within 6 months or so due to their distaste of being PKed all the time. We all had very little time to play and to spend all day Saturday working hard at saving your gold only to have your keys stolen and everything removed from your house - they just wanted no part of it. I stayed in touch with them off and on.
Then in spring 2000, I got a call from Tolken. He told me that Zeeto's RL counter part had gotten killed in a freak car accident. I had been gone over a weekend and they didn't know how to reach me. I drove from RL IN to OH and went to his grave. I thanked him for the support and fun we had for that short period of time, and for accepting me as a "girl", taking the time and patience to show me how to play, for teaching me how to kill a liche.
I haven't talked to any of the rest of them. They lost interest and moved on to other things. But those first days of making friends via pixils on the screen are priceless. And they
are why I keep coming back.
Life goes on. Mr. Feral Knight in RL left so Brianna Knight officially changed her name to Rhiannon. RL Mr. Knight passed away this year. Lots has happened in 15 years. There are no constants in life. UO changes all the time, some of it for the better, some not. New friends come. Some go.
I personally will be forever grateful to the brilliance and creative mind of Richard Garriott. Long Live Lord British!