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I believe I found the problem, perhaps it was because I was missing a few core mods.

 

At lease that was what Forge told me when I tried to run it in single player with the new mods, which revealed that I need some core mods.

 

However, after I installed the core mods that were needed, Forge crashes when it gets to Advanced Generators on phase 2. [This is the single player log, since before I can even think about making a server I have to make sure the mods all work]:

 

---I do not think AG is the problem, since in the log below it ends with ichunutil---

 

Fml-client-latest

https://pastebin.com/akzMc93e [Is very long]

 

It did not create a crash report.

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Applied Energistics2

bdlib

BrandonsCore

Chisel

chisleandbits

CodeChickenLib

CTM

Draconic Evolution

extrautils2

forestry

gendustry

generators

Hwyla

iChunUtil

ironchest

Just Enough Items

LootBags

Mantle

mcjtylib

MobGrindingUtils

Morphing

Pam's Harvestcraft

RedstoneFlux

rftools

rftoolsdim

Tinker's Construct

Wawla

Posted

Idk if it matters, BUT I did launch it another time and The main menu was in the lower left corner. Except there was no text, it was just the background of the menu compressed in the corner. I read on the EAQ that if that happens to change the VM arguments to

 

-Dforge.forceNoStencil=true

 

but I'm not sure how to do that.

Posted (edited)

I dont even have to remove my mods for an answer to that, it was working fine even with mods. I just added a few mods and you know, disabled the loading screen in splash.

 

This was a few days ago.

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no matter which version of server i use the server forge loader doesn't work correctly

log

D:\Compact Claustrophobia 1.3.5.2 Server>java -jar forge-1.12.2-14.23.5.2847-universal.jar -Xms1024m -Xmx3072m --nogui
A problem occurred running the Server launcher.java.lang.reflect.InvocationTargetException
        at java.base/jdk.internal.reflect.NativeMethodAccessorImpl.invoke0(Native Method)
        at java.base/jdk.internal.reflect.NativeMethodAccessorImpl.invoke(NativeMethodAccessorImpl.java:78)
        at java.base/jdk.internal.reflect.DelegatingMethodAccessorImpl.invoke(DelegatingMethodAccessorImpl.java:43)
        at java.base/java.lang.reflect.Method.invoke(Method.java:567)
        at net.minecraftforge.fml.relauncher.ServerLaunchWrapper.run(ServerLaunchWrapper.java:70)
        at net.minecraftforge.fml.relauncher.ServerLaunchWrapper.main(ServerLaunchWrapper.java:34)
Caused by: java.lang.ClassCastException: class jdk.internal.loader.ClassLoaders$AppClassLoader cannot be cast to class java.net.URLClassLoader (jdk.internal.loader.ClassLoaders$AppClassLoader and java.net.URLClassLoader are in module java.base of loader 'bootstrap')
        at net.minecraft.launchwrapper.Launch.<init>(Launch.java:34)
        at net.minecraft.launchwrapper.Launch.main(Launch.java:28)
        ... 6 more

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