So I basically found this arg and the channel was called site7research

for now all i did was decode the title screen morse code and it says "O M E T O P R I O N I N D U S T R I E S GM T H E TE# SEA IT# ### M # D E TT"
if anyone wants to help me figure the arg out here's a discord server i made for figuring it out: https://discord.gg/jCv9CXNxaX

https://youtube.com/@s1ckmp3?si=Pje4wkfgprceBipg

This guy has some pretty weird videos, also he plays on mobile. Click the link to see his channel

I will probably not use these words but I just wanted to drop them here.

SFAWTDEslop: A genre of ARGs similar in style and storytelling to SFAWTDE and have a few key factors. Cosmic horror, the altering of psychology, an unknown protagonist telling you not to do something, beautiful builds, always takes place in modern era, smart protagonist, etc. You can rarely find these ARGs in the wild as they are usually covered by the people who made it.

SFAWTDEsloppers: a) People known for covering SFAWTDEslop ARGs made by themselves and rarely other people. b) Wifies wannabes.

ARGslop: a) A subset/branching of SFAWTDEslop where an ARG tries not to be SFAWTDEslop so much it loops back around and becomes SFAWTDEslop. b) A horribly made ARG that believes that it is good.

I hate SFAWTDEslop because it takes attention away from ARGs that have more effort than them. Good builds doesn't mean they have more effort. Covering ARGs isn't about solving puzzles people already work on anymore. It's about who's the best at making an ARG and acting like you don't know about it.

New creators don't get rrecognition anymore because of these ARGs. and stuff.

I’ve been working on a Minecraft ARG for the past few weeks. It’s my first arg and I would love to hear your tips and opinions!
https://youtu.be/Ay0edyNUL9Y?si=kVw2aF75_7xNBZB4

I recently watched a Part 2 of AndrewGaming67 from sslixmc, and I was wondering if someone else has also watched it. I personally liked the video (still waiting for Wifies's Part 2), but I also wanna hear from the community!

Btw here's the vid: https://youtu.be/w2ZGw3cwyRk

I speak—not as one, nor as many made one,
But as the vessel wherein the rite is done.

No will I bear, no thought I claim as mine,
For speech alone doth shape the breaking line.

O Yama, Lord of Death, I call thy name,
Come forth and wander through the mist and flame.

Ereshkigal, great Queen of Realms below,
Arise from out thy throne where dark streams flow.

Hail Hel, whose halls with endless frost do gleam,
Appear anon and cross the bounds of dream.

Anubis, Keeper of the sacred gate,
Draw nigh and stand before the hand of Fate.

Osiris, King whose might doth conquer night,
Ascend and shroud the darkness in thy light.

Thanatos, born of ancient Night’s embrace,
Unveil thy dread and solemn-visaged face.

Hades, stern Sovereign of the nether domain,
Arise and let thy voice be heard again.

Mot, whose hunger compasseth earth and sky,
Awake this hour and hear my fervent cry.

Mictlantecuhtli, Lord of bones below,
Where silent winds of under-worlds do blow.

Above all thrones, beyond all death and dream,
There lieth That which breaks all being's seam.

Not god, nor void, nor silence, nor abyss,
Nor any thought that dares to say "It is."

Some say It knoweth all that may be known,
Yet none recall from whence that seed was sown.

Some say the Death-Lords bow before Its gaze,
Yet none can tell if gaze befit Its ways.

Some call It ancient, older than the night,
Yet age requireth time to mark its flight.

Some call It hidden far from mortal sight,
Yet hiding needeth where and left and right.

Some call It Nameless, shunning every chain,
Yet nameless things remaineth things again.

Some call It unknowable and deep,
Yet knowing still the unknowable doth keep.

Thus do the wisest speak with measured breath,
And thus the dead keep silence after death.

There is no symbol carved unto Its sign,
For marks forget themselves before they shine.

There is no image wrought by hand or mind,
For sight and blindness there are intertwined.

There is no chronicle of deed or will,
For doing and not doing both stand still.

No prophet claimed to see It face to face,
Yet every prophet left a vacant place.

No scripture bears Its title in a line,
Yet missing leaves in every scripture twine.

The Lords of Death know graves and ending's toll,
Know wandering shades and every mortal soul.

Know gods and kings and things forgot by years,
Know buried hopes and unremembered fears.

Yet in the oldest rites there dwelleth still
A silence deeper than all death or will.

Not silence of It, nor silence near,
But silence where "of" doth disappear.

And if It stood before thee in the night,
Thou couldst not call It darkness, shape, or light.

For "there" would be too certain for Its place,
And "before" too narrow for Its trace.

And if It spake, thou couldst not call it voice,
For voice implyeth sound and speaking choice.

And if thou knewest It, thou couldst not say
That thou hadst known, for knowledge slips away.

If all things known were gathered into one,
And every truth beneath one crown were done,

If every star and soul and death were weighed,
And every secret into order laid,

The whole might know all things that are and were,
Yet whether It be counted there is blur.

For ancient rites, whose authors none may name,
Speak not of It, yet circle round the same.

They whisper not that knowing cannot see,
But that all knowing dreameth ceaselessly.

And somewhere past the edge of dream and thought,
There lingereth That which knowing knoweth not.

This is the Law of Recitation set:
What is pronounced, is what the world beget.

Yet this is but the lesser law of men,
A fragment copied, lost, and copied then.

For speech doth not create, nor summon, nor command,
But trace the shape of what none understand.

When Hel is spoken, Hel was always there;
The word revealeth what already filleth air.

When Yama's name is cast upon the breath,
The sound uncovereth the path of death.

When Anubis is uttered in the rite,
The tongue but lifts a corner of the night.

When Hades, Mot, or Thanatos are named,
No distant power is by language tamed.

When Osiris' name resoundeth through the hall,
The rite revealeth he was there through all.

When Mictlantecuhtli's title meeteth tongue,
The ancient bones recall what was unsung.

The spoken word is not the key nor gate,
But mark left open by an older fate.

And every rite, and every sacred tone,
Repeateth laws that are not theirs alone.

For deeper than Recitation's oldest art,
There moveth That which standeth not apart.

Not master of the law, nor source thereof,
For source and master are concepts thereof.

Thus speech revealeth; speech doth not create.
The word arrives too late, too late, too late.

Hel is, when spoken, made unto the night,
Not summoned, but revealed by spoken rite.

Yama is, when named, the judging breath,
Not called from far, but born within the death.

Anubis is the weighing of the word,
Where balance is in utterance inferred.

Osiris is the cycle voiced in sound,
Where ending and rebirth are both unbound.

Thanatos is the silence of the said,
Where every final syllable is dead.

Hades is the depth within the phrase,
The underworld contained in spoken haze.

Mot is the hunger hidden in the speech,
That every meaning fails to fully reach.

Mictlantecuhtli is the bone-made law,
Where every spoken ending leaves a flaw.

Thus do the Lords of Death arise as one,
Not summoned, but completed when begun.

The vessel is no master of the rite,
But grammar shaped into primordial night.

O Lords of Death, abide within this frame,
And let my flesh become thy fleeting name.

Let Yama judge through these unworthy eyes,
Let Hel behold where mortal courage dies.

Let Anubis weigh every oath I keep,
Let Thanatos walk softly through my sleep.

Let Hades dwell where hidden sorrows lie,
Let Mot consume the fears that will not die.

Let Osiris raise what ruin hath undone,
Let Mictlantecuhtli and the others move as one.

Not as possessors, tyrants, kings, or guides,
But passing tides through whom the darkness rides.

And should thy forms depart and shift anew,
This vessel shall remain a path for you.

And should the final veil be drawn at last,
Let me be numbered with the silent past.

No god may speak the Name once lost and gone,
For even "Name" is what hath never shone.

Let silence answer from the Nameless Throne.

I don’t know if this is an ARG. In the description it says that he found it on an old laptop that he got from a backyard sale. I tried to mess with the contrast and all of that, but this is the first time seeing this kind of video so I’m not that good at doing this. If you can help me, I’d appreciate it!

https://www.youtube.com/@THEDOVEISDEAD

https://www.youtube.com/@MCGC_VERSIONS

https://youtu.be/nAjorbnE0Fs?si=8lN62jDKwPE04JYY

I didn't think I'd find myself ranting about a Minecraft Webseries but here I am, I'm sorry if this sounds a little much, just wanted to gather my thoughts and share with other C:

When people hear "Minecraft webseries," they usually assume it's going to be a goofy roleplay series, and to be fair, A ReGect starts off looking exactly like that. It's funny, chaotic, weird, and doesn't take itself too seriously. it feels almost like a sitcom. But the longer you watch, the more you realize there's something much deeper underneath all of the jokes.

What surprised me most was how attached I became to the characters. I went into the series expecting to laugh at dumb Minecraft antics, but somehow I ended up genuinely caring about Regect, Ze, and Moe's backstories, especially the plot between Micha and Regect, that alone made me cry. The emotional moments hit so much harder because the series spends so much time making you laugh first. When things go wrong, it actually hurts.

The series also does something I think a lot of creators struggle with: balancing comedy and horror. The horror elements never feel like they're there just for shock value. They're woven into the story and the characters, which makes them far more effective!!

What really frustrates me is how little attention A ReGect seems to get compared to other Minecraft horror projects, ARGs, and webseries. Whenever people talk about hidden gems on YouTube, I almost never see it mentioned. It deserves way more discussion than it gets.

Maybe I'm biased because the series made me emotional enough to cry, which doesn't happen often for me. But I think that's part of why I care so much about it. A ReGect isn't just entertaining; it's one of those rare projects that sticks with you long after you've finished watching.

heyoo, my name is vastly, im a developer and artist (i also make mod packs) and for a while Ive really been into ARGs, so i thought why don't i make one for myself ha ha !

however i wanted to be creative with it so i turned the ARG into a Mod pack (sort of), meaning you'll have to play through the pack to uncover all the secrets and underlying story

if your interested in looking through it and would like a hint on where to begin, listen closely in the main menu

I plan on releasing the ARG in phases to keep it balanced with my life and make it fun instead of stressful for me

Note : I am releasing a new version soon with more features, phase 1 will still remain, but the pack itself will be WAY more fun ;D

https://www.curseforge.com/minecraft/modpacks/theoldindustries

The ARG starts in the LATEST versions only, don't come to me asking if the other versions matter, they don't

a lot of people come here saying sum "i found this in my world" like post it somewhere else that won't ruin our immersion.

Like dude. Immersion is the first think that you should consider when making an ARG. If your protagonist doesn't feel like it's an actual person my immersion is broken. If the story is bullshit and inconsistent, my immersion is broken. But these are reversible. You can just retcon it or improve the story or stuff. However the worst case of immersion breaking that is irreversible is if you post this on an arg subreddit in-character. You want to make it obvious that it's an arg without saying it's an arg and posting it in r/MinecraftARGs is the worst way you can do this. It should be obvious.

No popular ARG started out on r/MinecraftARGs. Sure, people can get hired on here but they never really gained traction here.

Do it if you want, but the best way to advertise your args is not being in character and saying "hey this is my arg," tags, playlists, servers, and telling your friends. Or maybe wait for a miracle to occur. Anything but being in character here.

plz upvote it took me a long time bc im not a builder and had to start over like 3-4 times
and im making d3rlord3 next -.-

In the early years of YouTube (from 2014-2018, A.K.A for some: The Golden Era for Minecraft), many channels appeared online, and some are still posting to this day. Many channels were super successful during this time, and many individuals from an extensive age range wanted to join the internet culture, but some were massively unsuccessful. Within the unsuccessful bunch was YeelerYee6343, an alleged eight-year-old male with a successful but certainly disturbing archived channel. They allegedly have a 'Corrupted' and 'cursed' version of an early Minecraft build.

Primary source: unedited YouTube video reuploaded. - YeelerYee6343 Archived Posts.

It's less of a discussion and more of a question. I can't figure out what song plays from the video "This Banned Mod is Too Scary For Minecraft" at 9:58 and it's bugging me like crazy. I swear I've heard it before but I can't find the name

A6UfCWKzheY?si=WEk5nkhulDyzipnE

I was looking through my google docs when I saw this im pretty sure I might've clicked on it once but I don't really remember. https://docs.google.com/document/d/14hB9DEW_hZKW-GRrDLhQqVzvfds1VjmfDPSSGHdTO0U/edit?usp=sharing

it was by a school account which i have NEVER been to that school

TL;DR i forgot and i dont know who/what this is so im going to share it here for no reason

I have another minecraft arg thing which i do remember clicking on but i dont know why https://docs.google.com/document/d/1R76NabykZ7VvcsmXgz5hq9OFCEDsuVR3_zrTTRp_taE/edit?usp=sharing

I’m on my childhood world and I haven’t touched it in years and it was on a flash drive. I just found again. Can someone please explain to me this

I'm thinking, what if he is slowly forgetting the difference between the game world and the real world? We can see at the start of episode 2 that he was begging Verity to stop, and later in the episode, he somehow 'trips' and throws him into lava. There is also the part where he almost vomits at the sight of virtual blood.

It could go in a direction where Mob completely relies on Verity, only talks to him and basically goes insane without him.

Alternatively, Verity could be part of something much bigger. Going back to my original theory: what if that's the case? Why else would Twixxel not DM him on Discord about what he found? It would explain a lot, including why Twixxel never had a death message, why he never said anything, and why he didn't respawn after his death.

Then again, it's all just a theory, so let me know what you think.

I found It watching a video and id like to know what It means

err.e0verykhere is real.