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POTENTIAL *EMERGENCY* MINECRAFT (Part 2 of 2)

This, the fourth entry in “Playing Between The Lines” (a series of expeditions into the evolving space of interactive storytelling, its praxes and practical benefits), concludes the investigation of the narratological implications of Minecraft begun here.

In Part 1, I expressed some of why I find the experience of watching other people play Minecraft rewarding.  It speaks to my views on what makes all interactive storytelling rewarding.  I’ve described the symptom in enough detail, at this point, that it’s probably time to look at the cause, to begin to unpack the three narrative types I mentioned earlier and to figure out how exactly they’ve come up with this digital distillation of the private soul that we’re calling Minecraft.

LORE

I’ll begin with the most familiar, the one most people refer to simply as “narrative.”  When Karen/Ebert besmirches the video game “story,” this is what they’re referring to.  Even those who share my enthusiasm about the interactive form have a tendency to place the “story” in its own bracket, to block it off from the aspects of the experience with which they pretend to concern themselves.  In reality, because the lines of distinction between these three narrative forms become nebulous in good interactive design, their distinct characteristics and interplay are often rendered invisible: it’s often difficult to tell where “story,” as the Karen/Ebert is using it, ends and where the rest of the experience begins.

To avoid implications that any one of these three forms is subordinate to the others, I’m going to swap the term “narrative” here for a slightly more fraught, but less problematical, one: “lore.”  When interactive aficionados discuss lore, they refer to the largely unspoken but internally consistent rules and backstory that govern the behavior of the secondary characters and the setting they inhabit.  The recent Bioware title Dragon Age: Origins, for example, includes a rich vein of lore in its virtual codex, a hypertextual compendium of terms, figures, history and beliefs concerning the high fantasy realm in which it is situated.  This is a very different approach to how From Software’s Demon’s Souls characterizes its high fantasy setting: the latter employs minimal but effective dialogue, focusing instead on evocative architectural structures and the telling placement of characters, objects, and creatures within them.  This, too, is lore.

Minecraft’s lore is diverse and plentiful, though more deeply buried than in the previous examples.  Lore can be something as simple as where friendly or hostile creatures (known as “mobs”) are likely to appear, how they behave, and what sorts of materials they drop when killed, especially when the results are particularly esoteric or unexpected.  It’s important to note that the actual mechanics of the AI and whatnot aren’t lore — that’s just coding — but the player’s understanding of those mechanics can be.  If the player finds a saddle, for example, it can be used to ride a pig, for whatever small pleasures that conveys.  The green moss covering the walls of all Minecraft dungeons (small randomly-appearing chambers containing treasure chests and mob-spawning mechanism) is lore.  Recipes for refining and crafting items from raw materials are part of the lore.  Alternately, lore can be as complex as The Nether: an underworld added in October 2010, accessible only via portals generated when the player constructs a 4X5 archway of pure obsidian blocks.  The Nether comes attached with all sorts of delicious and evocative rules or exceptions: any distance traveled in The Nether is multiplied by eight when the player transports back to the world above, clocks and compasses fail to work, and it contains its own unique set of creatures and materials.

Lore, in the specific sense suggested by these examples, can be understood as an effort to suggest a much larger framing narrative fueling and lending interpretation to the player-character’s passage through the interactive world.  World-building would be an acceptable alternative term, as might paratextuality.

I think it would be useful, though, to consider lore more broadly: not simply as the hidden details or worked surface surrounding the narrative, but as every aspect of the narrative that is fixed in place.  Lore is the only degree of control the author of an interactive story has over the way the story will shape up, even in the most linear of interactive stories.  This would make the blocky visual appearance of everything in Minecraft part of its lore.  It makes any prologue or supplement found in an instruction manual, or on the back of a game case, lore.  Lore now includes the actions mapped to individual buttons or commands, the player-character’s library of verbs.

It also includes things like the non-interactive cinematic reel that introduces virtually every video game.  It includes the ending, or multiple endings.  It includes every line of dialogue, every scripted gesture.  By this broader definition, “The princess is in another castle” is part of the lore of Super Mario Bros.

This is more than just a taxonomic whim.  Lore, as I said before, suggests and interprets the actions of the player-character.  Because the protagonists acts outside the direct control of the interactive story’s author, we have to take into account where the authorial hand does show itself.  Doing so, we find it to be equally present, and operating in much the same way, in the environmental minutiae of the story-world (lore specific) and in the forty-five-minute movie that precedes the climactic battle (lore general): both feed, emotionally and narratively, into how the player approaches and experiences that fated clash.  Even previous experiences of failure or success can be lore, as they alter the interactor’s attitude toward and understanding of the task at hand.  People who build a wall between “story” and “gameplay,” or anything else, forget that without story, gameplay would be a purely technical exercise.

POTENTIAL

Let’s not forget, though, that the opposite is equally true.  Just as a game’s interactive elements cannibalize from its lore for their emotive and narrative impact, so a game’s story must include every interaction the player provides, regardless of their apparent lack of importance.  This is the key to understanding the concept of potential narrative.

The term “potential narrative” is fairly self-explanatory.  In traditional narratives of the kind Great-Aunt Ebert champions, the author writes us from A to B to C, from the exposition all the way up until the denouement.  To utilize a Minecraft-appropriate analogy, writing traditional narrative is like building a rollercoaster: it might be full of surprises, twists and turns, it might speed up and slow down, it might lull you into a comfortable rhythm only to pull the ground out from under you, and it might be intricately constructed and beautiful as hell.  But the tracks don’t change.  It’s the same plot from reading to reading, though our understanding of it may vary (see: emergence).

In a potential narrative, the plot is built from the interplay between information the author has provided, or lore, and input the interactor provides, and thus varies from reader to reader and from reading to reading.  The author simply lays a groundwork from which conflict and resolution may naturally develop.  In Minecraft terms, reading a potential narrative is like traversing a dungeon: you know there will be skeletons, and you know there will be treasure, but it’s up to you how and in what order you choose to encounter and resolve these plot points.

Minecraft, which keeps its scripted elements as invisible as possible(there’s no introductory reel, no set goal, and no way to win, in fact no end to the story except in death) isn’t the best model for clarifying potential narrative.  For a more concrete example, we need look no further than Andrew Plotkin’s Hunter, in Darkness, mentioned in this series’ previous entry.  Hunter, in Darkness begins with the lines “Nearly — nearly. The animal stink is rank and close. You raise your crossbow, try to peer beyond dark, wet stone.”  This is an immutable element of the story; every potential narrative will begin the same way.  From there, the player-character may venture forward into the darkness … to be immediately devoured by the lurking beast.  Thus ends one potential narrative.  In another potential narrative, the player-character investigates a side chamber to the left, where a swarm of bats necessitate a blind dive into a pit.  There’s another pit to the right of the starting point: most attempts to descend this will result in protracted but inevitable death (capping their respective potential narratives).  The option to fire blindly at the beast, wounding it but allowing it to escape, also exists, but all paths lead eventually to death, or to the bottom of a pit with a wounded hand and blood-hungry bats on your trail.  If we rule out death and failure (which are, rightly, potential narratives of their own), this and the opening, along with several other milestones leading to the conclusion, are fixed narrative elements. They anchor all the potential stories together, allowing for the illusion of a unified narrative.  These fixed milestones are what most people refer to when they talk about the “story” of a video game or other interactive work, but in reality each experience with an interactive story is its own potential narrative.  Actions such as shooting the beast, which have repercussions on the written narrative, or making closer investigations of the pit and other elements of the cave system, which emotionally flavor the overall text, are far from trivial additions to be judged separately from the fixed “plot.”

It’s important enough to repeat: everything that unfolds within the interactive story, regardless of its apparent significance, is a part of the potential narrative.  That means that, in Minecraft, placing a block in the middle of the field, then immediately reducing it to rubble, must still be counted in the potential narrative, even though it will have no repercussions on the ending (if Minecraft had an ending).  Taking a step forward then back, or standing in one place, likewise contribute. After all, in the absence of other signifiers of character, how are we to tell if Minecraft Guy is decisive or vacillatory, adventurous or lazy?

To provide some literary context: in 1960, author Raymond Queneau and mathematician François Le Lionnais joined forces to create the Ouvroir de Littérature Potentielle, or Oulipo, with the goal not of creating works of literature themselves, but of discovering new metaphorical machines for generating works of potential literature.  Noted authors as different in aesthetic orientation as George Perec and Italo Calvino have employed Oulipian constraints and algorithmic processes to produce literary works that they regard less as books than as models of potential literary processes.  What many people fail to consider, however, is that every interactive story, from the most linear shooting game to open-ended playgrounds for self-expression like Minecraft, is its own machine for generating potential narratives.  As with the Oulipian texts, the literary quality of the narratives produced, like the content of the narratives themselves, cannot be accurately predicted.

I’m not interested in Minecraft as a game.  If I were, I would have played it by now.  No, in my addiction I see it not as a game at all, but as a generator of potential narratives.

EMERGENCE

Which, it turns out, has only a little bit to do with narrative as we would normally conceive it, as even the Oulipo conceived it.  It has everything, on the other hand, to do with emergence.

Emergence arises when interaction governed by a simple set of rules transforms into something significantly more complex.  While you could view it as a question of degrees — emergent narrative is one notch up from potential narrative — they’re actually complementary concepts.  The easiest distinction to make is that potential narratives are, at least conceptually, measurable and recordable.  Emergent narratives, on the other hand, can’t be found in the screen or on the page.  They are entirely psychic phenomena, and can afflict, without warning, any person tuned in to receive them.

Generally, emergent narratives emerge when the input from the audience and the feedback from the interactive story approaches a 1:1 relation.  In most potential narratives, the player-character’s actions are built from the lore provided by the author.  In emergent narratives, the player-character’s actions are built from the actions of the player-character.  It’s the same process by which we make narratives out of dreams and fevers.  Noby Noby Boy, Keita Takahashi’s interactive art game thing, is emergent to the point of abstraction due to its literally elastic controls and high level of unpredictability.

If potential narrative is like a dungeon full of monsters and treasure, emergent narrative is like Survival mode itself.  A dungeon can be carefully crafted out of lore to lead adventurers to discover certain paths.  Trick floor panels and pitfalls can be installed.  Ancient scrolls detailing the terrible, primordial, and prophesied evils that dwell in the deepest locked room can be scattered about, usually next to the key to that very room.  Not to put too fine a point on it, a dungeon can be constructed.  Minecraft’s Survival mode, on the other hand, procedurally generates entire worlds, complete with forests, oceans, islands, mountains, and cave systems.  Procedural generation, to oversimplify things, means that the content is, for all intents and purposes, random.  Algorithms are put into use to ensure that bits of lava aren’t floating around in midair above an ice floe, but that’s as far as the authorial hand extends.

Which means that caves in Minecraft aren’t guaranteed to contain treasure, or skeletons, although the chances of the latter are fairly high.  They certainly won’t contain ancient scrolls and mysterious keys.  They don’t contain, in short, anything remotely resembling a plot.  What they do contain is the unknown in its purest form.  Every block you uncover in Minecraft is another cubic meter of uncharted wilderness, a frontier virgin to the eyes of man.

Emergence is why the minutiae and tedium of potential narratives — that 1000th skeleton vanquished, those hours spent mining wood from trees — remain vital.  Emergent narratives are unpredictable, and can therefore reliably be expected to adhere to the least expected moments.  In an emergent system, subtle changes, such as those introduced in Survival mode, can engender profound effects.

Advertising for video games, which are by and large fairly linear potential narratives, often make a big fuss about the choices presented to the player, all of which tend to fall into uninteresting binary categories.  “Will you be a hero?  Or a villain?  Will you save the world?  Or destroy it?”  An emergent narrative, on the other hand, doesn’t ask such questions.  It doesn’t offer choices.  It simply offers a space in which the player is free to act as they see fit.  Most potential narratives are multiple choice tests.  Emergent narratives are Rorschach tests.

The previously cited Minecraft videos illustrate one of the most exciting benefits of creating emergent or potential narratives: they come to reveal at least as much, if not more, about the interactor as they do about the author.  Of course, this comes with fairly steep trade-off: the more emergent the narrative is, the more tongue-tied it leaves the author, an issue closely related to the interactive author’s dilemma in Alexander Ocias’s very different independent work Loved.  Notch isn’t making a statement with Minecraft.  He is building an increasingly rich and varied environment in which his players can express themselves, or in which they find themselves expressed, for the emergent narrative is often as much of a surprise to the interactor as it is to the original author.

Simply put, if you have more answers than questions, you’d be a fool to try to express them emergently.  It’s no place for political commentary.  But when the goal becomes unlocking things neither the author nor the audience knows are there….

Even with that in mind, there’s another hurdle.  It’s 600 meters tall and made of flaming cubes of magma.  Even in something as unpredictable and open-ended as Minecraft, there’s no guarantee a narrative will emerge, and if it does, its form will be entirely unpredictable.  There’s only a small chance that anything meaningful will arise at all; it will depend entirely on the audience.  In short, one does not write an emergent narrative; to do so would go against the very nature of the thing.

Which isn’t the same thing as saying there’s no such thing as an emergent text.  “But I know nothing of interactive storytelling!” you quaver, in your best staunchest luddite impersonation.  Bosh, I say.  As much as they take advantage of the interactive form, emergent or potential narratives can exist, and even thrive, outside of electronic media.  Interactivity is an element of the way a work is conceived and received; it isn’t tied to medium.  Go read a poem: symbolism, slippage, sensorially supercharged abstraction … these are all fertile grounds for emergent meaning.  Sure, you aren’t likely to read the novelization of Minecraft any time soon.  Any book emergent on the same level of Minecraft would look like a crossword puzzle, or a collection of abstract ASCII art.  Both the author and the reader would have to relinquish control.  If potential narratives are about choice, then there must exist a choice to view the page as something more than a self-contained box of text, as a mere staging ground  for an as-yet-unwritten drama.  I’m thinking of collaboration, of revision, of adaptation and appropriation.

I don’t know if such a book yet exists.  I don’t even know if it would be worth writing.  A good narrative can be very reassuring.  There’s an existential anguish in casting about in a wilderness, finding nothing but random patterns and a meaningless wash of your own inputs.  It takes a great deal of dedication to press on into that world of darkness and of your own reflections, in the hope that you will discover something of meaning, something beyond solipsism.  If the Minecraft novel existed, I don’t know if I could read it.  But it would still excite the hell out of me.

As I said above, unpredictable narratives emerge when a simple set of rules yields something more complex.  What could be more simple, and more complex, than written language?

A box of Legos, perhaps.  A starship made out of toy blocks.

by Byron Alexander Campbell
a Black Clock Editorial Assistant preoccupied by dreams and theories of interactivity

POTENTIAL *EMERGENCY* MINECRAFT (Part 1 Of 2)

This is the third entry in “Playing Between The Lines,” a series of expeditions into the evolving space of interactive storytelling, its praxes and practical benefits.

Video games have terrible stories.  You know it.  Your Great-Aunt Karen knows it.  Roger Ebert, famously and repeatedly, knows it.

Yet people invest hundreds of hours of their lives, long after any apparent narrative satisfaction has been achieved, on what amounts to an endless epilogue of monster-slaying and skill-point distribution.  There is an emergent narrative, in double-jumps and headshots (the kind that involve eruptions of viscera), that gamers find so thrilling they ignore the inadequacies of the scripted tale.  The stauncher of the anti-gaming luddites express bafflement when grown men, not to mention teenage boys, confess to shedding tears over these ridiculous melodramas with nary a trace of three-act structure.  Goodness!

But maybe you, Roger Ebert, Great-Aunt Karen, and the rest of the stauncher luddites are looking at it the wrong way.  Judged against classic film theory or narratological structures, many interactive stories do indeed fall far short.  Yet, if they produce as strong or stronger an emotional or intellectual reaction in their audience, can we really call them inferior?  Interactive stories, video games included, should be judged not by their scripted content, which is often limited.  They should be judged by the potential stories they make possible, which are infinite.  These potential stories don’t exist anywhere in a trailer or script; they can only be experienced by means of true, invested, 1:1 personal interaction.

To illustrate this concept, I’m going to talk about a game I’ve never played.

A CLASSIC IN THE MAKING

I’ve never played Minecraft.

I just wanted to let you know that, if you haven’t played Minecraft either, you’re not alone.  There’s you, me, and probably at least one other person out there somewhere.  Great-Aunt Karen, maybe.  Possibly somebody who has spent the past two years researching flightless birds at a remote base in Antarctica.  It’s also possible they were dwelling at the bottom of the ocean.  Or pinned under rubble.  Not perfect cubes of rubble, though, because if they had, they would have been playing Minecraft.

Minecraft, developed by Markus Persson, a.k.a. “Notch,” is a freeform saga of creation and destruction built in Java.  It began in May 2009 as what is now known as Minecraft “Classic,” or “Creative mode.”  Classic resembles nothing more than a horizonless shoebox filled to the brim with digital legos.  Providing players with a randomly generated terrain and graphically simple cubes of various design, Notch tasked them with building, collectively or alone, anything they could imagine.  The players, experiencing this virtual architectural Toyland from the first-person perspective of a nameless fellow about three cubes tall, could stack limitless quantities of the block of their choice vertically or horizontally, as well as destroy any blocks currently in existence, with the click of a mouse button.

If there’s anything to be learned from Minecraft Classic, it’s that human beings can imagine a great many things, and, like chimpanzees with a typewriter, they will build them given enough time and resources.

This primitive version of Minecraft was an unmitigated success, and within a month Notch was accepting pre-orders for the final version of the game, which is still off there somewhere beyond the edges of the shoebox.  By January 10, 2011, over 1,000,000 copies had been sold.  Lest we forget, this is something that was developed by one person over the span of two years, and it’s still very much a work in progress—in fact, its conceptual framework relies on this state of incompletion.  It can be taken as a given, at this point, that Minecraft will join the ranks of Second Life and World of Warcraft as an honest-to-goodness phenomenon of interactive design.

While the range and complexity of objects produced in Classic is a true testament to humanity’s unswerving drive to — especially keeping in mind that these full-scale reproductions or cloud-capped monuments to whimsy were put together block by pixellated block — the original Minecraft was too blatantly and open-endedly an electronic toy-set to be considered a storytelling platform.  There was no goal, except to build, and no conflict, except for the internal conflicts all creators face.  The most exciting narrative that could arise went something like: build a beautiful structure, make it public, have it destroyed or vandalized by somebody with malicious intent (figures known among collaborative gamers as griefers).  Some might call this the quintessential structure of a tragedy, but it was too repetitive, and too vague, to carry any emotional oomph.

All that changed when Notch introduced “Survival mode.”  In Survival mode — available only to those who have pre-ordered the game — things function in largely the same manner…but for two all-important distinctions.  One, building blocks are no longer free or limitless: the player must now collect and craft every resource by hand.  Two, the procedurally generated worlds are no longer uninhabited: they now contain sheep, cows and chicken, which yield resources as important as leather and feathers.  With this population boom, as well, came mobs of predators, inhabiting dark spaces only to emerge at night and home in on the player with eerie precision.

Suddenly, Minecraft isn’t about devoting weeks to building a scale model of the Tower of Babel.  It’s about scrambling to fashion some form of shelter, just to last through the night.  It’s about venturing into caves infested with hostile creatures in the hopes of discovering some of the more valuable resources.  It’s about survival in a way that camping in the woods doesn’t begin to approximate.  And it’s about making something out of that inkblot of a cubist world, something revelatory and meaningful.

Suddenly, it’s a wellspring of potential narratives.  Which is precisely why I haven’t played Minecraft.

“LET’S PLAY”

I’ve let other people play it for me.  And it’s become an addiction.

Luckily, people seem more than happy to make their struggles and victories public.  Series of “Let’s Play” videos on video sharing sites such as Youtube provide narratives at least as engaging as the highest budget television serials.  If you don’t believe me, check here.  Or here.  Or any of dozens of others.

It can be difficult to explain the draw of these videos to somebody uninitiated in the infinite drama Notch has incepted.  Watching other people play video games seems a counter-intuitive practice, particularly after my declamation about invested personal interaction in the introduction.  The pivot-point here is that there are actually three co-planar levels of narrative at work in any interactive story: “lore” (a term I’m using broadly to encompass all elements of linear storytelling present in an interactive work), potential narrative, and emergent narrative.

I’m going to touch on all three in greater detail in the follow-up post, so you can keep your wig on.  For now, let me just say that Minecraft Survival is deeply emergent.  So emergent, in fact, that I couldn’t hope to navigate the subterranean sprawl that houses its various narratives if I merely played it by myself.  Narratives emerge from the back-and-forth between the simple, flexible, but elegant process that drive the game and the distinct subconscious signatures of the players.  Playing it myself, I would soon fall into a rhythm in the way I react to the way Minecraft reacts to my reactions.  My narratives would begin to homogenize, and the narratives of others would soon become a part of that homogenization, victims of narrative projection.  It’s therefore more rewarding for me, more fascinating, to watch others try to cope with survival.  I witness narratives sprouting up out of the darkness that I would never have seen on my own.

Minecraft has become a door via which the inner minds of its players are made visible.  With each step into the unexplored caves, they are venturing deeper toward the basal planes of their own psyches.  It’s like watching them build a toy block window into their most intimate recesses.  It’s like people-watching with x-ray goggles.  It’s like a number of other analogies with perverted connotations.

It’s what makes Minecraft so appealing to not play.

Watch out for part 2, in which I delve deeper into the narratological trinity from which interactive stories are composed.

by Byron Alexander Campbell
a Black Clock Editorial Assistant preoccupied by dreams and theories of interactivity