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Ranger, Welcome to Achatina buddy!!!! I’m glad to see your coming here!!!! Sorry for the delay in responding, I have been trying to, but I have been distracted!!
Nexus, Ranger has been around for a long time. He’s hung around and mostly been a dweller within his own realm in Deinonychus.
Until Next Time!!!
-PrimalApex:)
Aight, now it’s time to actually…y’know, write ToS.
THE TRIBE OF SHADOWS:
PROLOGUE, PART ONE:
Dilath Solan, of an independent Asretorri village known as Wynock, wandered along the banks of the River Thal, bow in hand. He was roughly two miles from Wynock, but could smell cooked Saberfish and Stegosaurus even from here. He was searching for a Dilophosaurus to bring back, to bring back its scales and venom. His breath slowed as he reached for an arrow from the quiver at his belt, his bow creaking slightly as he nocked it. Dilath stepped forward, hearing a soft, distinctive hiss as he did so. He drew the string back and shot, a thrum cutting through the air, and then a thud as a sharp stone arrowhead pierced a Dilophosaur’s neck, dropping it in a single shot. Dilath grabbed the dead beast’s neck, sliding the bone hunting knife from a loop in his belt and roughly stabbing the Dilophosaur in the chest, dragging the knife down and cutting out its organs before cutting off its scales in long, wide strips. He slit off the goat-sized animal’s crests, putting them, and a few lines of scales, in the pouch on his belt. Dilath then cut out some of the better-tasting meat from the Dilophosaur’s spine, putting it in a larger pouch.
And then he smelled the smoke.
Not cooking-fire smoke.
Charred wood and…flesh.
He bolted back to his village as fast as possible, sliding his bow onto his shoulder, his legs starting to burn after the first mild and a half. He heard gunfire, now. Bursts of light from Holy Tek rifles, the heavy thuds of Longneck rifles and cracks of double-barrels. As he came closer, the thud of boots.
Wynock was ablaze. Dilath heard screams.
And then he didn’t. That was worse, so much worse. He ducked into an area full of dense trees, every part of him shaking. The rip of Tek guns, the roar of a flamethrower, so much smoke. Charred stone. Burnt wood. Scorched flesh.
Dilath did the only reasonable thing, at least by his standards.
He ran like mad.
Ran, into the woods, the dark woods.
Ran, from the fire, the scorching fire.
-Ranger
Prologue to Journey through All Creatures
Before the survivors of ARK existed, there was the Creator. He created the survivors and brought them into the world, or should I say the Arks. Survivors had the freedom to do what they want, choose their own path. But some people wanted to be evil and take away freedom. And the Creator brought the Prime Heart, a powerful artifact that could control survivors. It could also create survivors and create hearts to control them. In the wrong hands, it could spell disaster. And in the wrong hands it was. People used it to create the Assassin Heart, an artifact connected to the Prime and survivors created by it. And using the Assassin Heart, a group of people created a tribe of these monsters with no freedom to do what they wanted, forced to follow the path they had been given. That group who made the heart wanted people in the Assassin Tribe, otherwise known as the C tribe. Survivors created by the heart itself were not able to leave the path they were given. If they died they couldn’t respawn. If the heart connected to the group it creates was destroyed, all survivors created by that heart would die off. But not people who joined that group. They wouldn’t die, but they would be free. People were forced into it. One survivor, Serenity, had her freedom taken away when she was forced to join the C tribe. She had almost no memories of her freedom, but she knew no one deserved this. She wanted people to be free. And when Soddon arrived, he would soon become the one…
Chapter 1 was released a few days ago. It’s in this section.
-RelatingHen8906
So yeah I have time to write stuff :)
Completely redoing the Tribe of Shadows because reasons and also the plot was horrifyingly bad and also half-inspired by my older cousin
The Tribe of Shadows (Remake Because Reasons)
New Lore:
This redux of ToS takes place on a rogue Ark somewhat further from the sun than the normal ones. Its map is split into five regions:
Kelrossa, a large, mountainous, spruce-covered island covered with ruins from old civilizations, most notably a blackstone city carved into a crater, and multiple forts. The people of Kelrossa are quite advanced, due to easy access to gunpowder and metals. It is rumored that the Kerenalt Federation even has access to Holy Tek. One of the great Pillars, this one blue, is found on Keleossa. The Kerenalt Federation deploys Yutyrannus and Dire Wolves as their cavalry.
Asretorr, a roughly central plains region with multiple feuding tribes locked in wars of attrition who trade for supplies from the Kelrossites to fuel their armies. The Kelrossites get valuable grain and meat that they struggle to grow in their harsh climate, the Asretorri get gunpowder and metal for weaponry. The Asertorr’s preferred mounts are Equus and Raptors.
Iortor, a swamp taking up most of the west of the island, filled with horrendous creatures. There are rumors of beasts that speak like men. They are not confirmed, but Overseer save you if you hear a voice in the night. The Iortormen are a superstitious, scavenging folk, other than those of Clan Torvett, who reject all superstition and even the Overseer. The Iortormen favor Baryonyx and Pteranadons.
Teyra, a harsh cold-desert to the far south, split from Iortor by a chain of mountains. It is inhabited by wyverns and other strange beasts, and is home to one of the great Pillars, this one a stark red. The Teyrans are nomads, often raiders, and favor the Allosaurus as a mount, though it varies by clan and tribe. Teyra, alongside its wyverns, is home to the largest known stockpile of Holy Tek, near the Isle of Jadyr. The Jadyrwa are fiercely protective of their Tek, and advanced enough to hold off most attacks. The favored beasts of the Jadyrwa are Equus and Gallimimus.
Shynarm, a thick, partially snowy forest home to the great Pillar that shines an emerald green, full of incredibly strange beasts touched by The Element. The Shynarmmen are quite cultlike, worshipping Rockwell as a saint and hero. Their favored mounts are Rock Drakes and Iguanadons. The Shynarmmen are primitive, but excellent huntsmen and trackers.
-Ranger
Ark: Redemption
Chapter 1
This was my third full-out sprint, just in case the Basilisks were still following me.
I collapsed against the brittle packed snow, dragging myself forward. It felt like the cold and the wind rend my muscles to shreds as I clawed myself foreward. It was almost funny; the snow and the cold seemed so harmless from the canyon, but it was so hostile and deadly.
Nope. It wasn’t funny, I’m hysterical.
For several minutes I laid in the snow, not fighting as it slowly carpeted me and pinned me to the ground as I waited to be recaptured. After I had regained my strength, I pulled my wings and tail out from under the ice and sighed in relief; they weren’t here.
When the tamed basilisks had ravaged the ravine, I had been certain that I would have been caught with the other unlucky juveniles, but they were too distracted with gathering the poor hatchlings and eggs out of unwatched nests. What you’d gain with those slobbery piles of scales and the eggs, I don’t know, but it couldn’t be good.
I couldn’t think for too long on this subject, though, I had to keep moving or I’d catch hypothermia.
I lifted from the snow bank and circled around in a spiraling air current to get my bearings. I could see the ravine, wyverns pooling above it like flies on droppings. I spotted movement to the left and I whirled my head, preparing a blast of fire, when I saw that it was another juvenile, a blood Crystal Wyvern, one that I didn’t know, also riding the updrafts. I started to glide over to them. “Hey! Who are-“ I started to say. Then the bolas came.
Six of them slammed into the blood juvenile, dragging them down, three more and multiple arrows tipped with narcotics hitting him as he slammed into the snow.
My heart jackhammered in my chest. The humans and their slaved mounts were still out there, and there was no chance of me getting back to the ravine without them spotting me.
I heard a shout from below, an alien rough language from one of the humans and grunts of excitement from their raptors and basilisks. They started moving towards me.
And I flew.
Chapter Two will be posted in Allosaurus
-Tacrow17
Where do we go, when the rivers running slow?
Where do we go, when the acres turn green and the beast kill one by one?
Little Rabbit Boy
Chapter 1.
Written by PD
Clover trudged upon the sodden leaves of the lush forest, his body small and frail, but quick and speedy. He kept aware of his surroundings, as anything could snap out. His hands gripped the pommel of his sword, one that he had made himself within his tribe’s smithery. Calloused, supple fingers wrapped around the leather hilt, as his hair rose scruffily in tufts.
Rustles came from nearby bushes, his flesh turning white in strain when he tightened his grip on the sword. He hummed to himself, the low melancholy sound mixing with the chirps of the birds into a cacophony of wild beast and sophisticated boy. Both different in nature, but same in instinct.
Survive.
Those words echoed in the boys mind, reverberating off the bridges of his knowledge, seeping into the rivers of all passing memories. And coming out unscathed. Like a serpent interlocking itself within the confines of his head.
“Alex! Whatever are you doing out of the walls?!”
A feminine, concerned voice rung out, as he dipped within the tree line, his figure moving like spirits in the distance.
[Random thing I was just thinking about. Might continue, might not.]
The hills were left quiet,
And im in hiding.
Little Rabbit Boy
Chapter 2
Written by PD
The hills were tranquil as possible, small snickers from wild waters spat and writhed around the hills, splitting them into two. A small group of little beasts stood at the bank, taking their fill, before skittering off.
“ALEX!”
The same voice shouted again, as the boy flinched, his hands instinctually covering his face using his straw hood he had woven himself. Their solution was a lie, he repeated, Nobody deserves to die.
He hid in the long grass, obscured by its tall height, almost towering over him protectively. Shrinking back into the shadows, he waited. For the silhouettes of black to dissipate.
His eyesight was covered a bit, by the long grass. It’s straw like, dried texture rustled gently in the slow breeze, walking around to find Alex. It ruffled his hood, as he grumbled, the water nearby giggling and gurgling downstream.
Moon Tales
Season 1 - Episode 1
the girl let out a gasp of air as she woke up. the girl looked around for a second confused. She let out a groan and got up from the ground rubbing the back of her head. “where am i” the girl asked as she spit out sand. she walked around and then found a dodo bird. “hi there” she said, reaching down to pet it. the dodo was happy. the girl got angry. “it’s threatening me” the girl punched the dodo in the face and it got knocked out. the girl felt super bad after that. the girl did not know what dodos ate. “i will find a way to help don’t worry” but as the girl walked around she suddenly heard a call. “what was that” then a dilo came and spit green stuff on her. the girl screamed and began to run away. but as she did she remembered the dodo. “oh no i have to get it” she ran back but as she did she saw some body had killed the dilo. she was confused. “who are you” the girl asked. the guy turned around. he was carrying a spear and he had some cloth on. “oh hi i’m…”
hello my name is Moon Tales Girl and i am writing a new series called Moon Tales enjoy the next episode is in next section
im sorry for posting the same chapter again but i used my cousins phone to write the first chapter but since i am writing on my phone now i would like to post again because then the storys will be on the same account
Ark The Movie: Paleo Rex: I will defeat you spino! Spinosarus: no you won’t! *kills paleo rex* paleo Rex son: no! Father! Why would you do this grandfather spinosarus: I was jealous Rexy: *strikes the spinosarus down* don’t worry little one I will help you *20 years later* part 2 coming soon!
Heya everyone! Just checking in. Glad to see we've got some new authors, and new stories. I won't be coming back just yet, and probably won't come back to wiki. My writing style has improved significantly in the time that I have been gone, and all of my stories can be considered discontinued as of now. Also, I have changed my user and would prefer to go by said user, AlchemistMythology, on here as well! I hope that you are all doing well.
-SangToareGirl
REAWAKEN CHAP 2: The March
‘Ready The Reapers !’ his voice called out through the stables as riders muzzled and dragged forwards the behemoths , they all kicked and bit until Aeron’s shadow followed , how ever as you see Aeron’s shadow being scary wasn’t a metaphor ; behind him lurked a Reaper King - Hades - it had been selected for one purpose , inflicting pain - Hades was about 20% larger than most , he had a black carapace with a dark blue under bellies - light blue veins pierced the darkness of his chitinous hide his eyes burning the same ice blue , no other reaper dared to meet his gaze , the pupiless eyes rotating slowly searching for weakness . Handlers moved to attention locking salutes as he strode past - Aeron and his monster’s reputation was everywhere
‘ Yessir ‘ men had started to climb up the beasts , using the messor rex’s leg spikes as hand holds , perching on the saddleless backs
‘ March out through the nexus and meet at the portal , ‘ Aeron’s tek suit deployed from his specimen implant covering his short blonde hair and tall frame ‘ Redirect to The Scorched Earth Portal and wait - I’ll go first you follow ½ an hour later ‘
Aeron’s soldiers saluted and shouted their conformations in unison , he had only taken the best of the best with him to the corrupted ark and these were those men for good and bad , Elite unmoving and broken - they had stared down the twisted form of the red zone and now they marched , parading through the streets , over smooth concrete made flawless by roman limestone , citizens gathered at the edges of the pavement , watching and cheering as the soldiers and false king that protected them, moved; reapers heads held high , soldiers marching in their tek - Aeron tilted his helmet to the crowds - he knew he would return , but his troops did not have such the luxury , for all they knew the summon would be their last.
“A song of compys and gigas” Chap 1
It was a dark and cold night in the redwoods... and by the old waterfall ruins there was a small group of people sitting down by the river. These 10 men are high up in the sever totem pole, there riot and ascendet flak proves it. They talk in muffled voices as if there being hunted. However they are not the strongest on the sever... On this very same night INV looks out from his stronghold on the volcano. Ever since driving out previous alphas three months ago INV rules the sever with an iron fist. He is hated across the sever for the genoside of beach bobs and the weekend purges he athourises. Rebellions have always plagued his rule but each one ended in failure.... but then men in the redwoods think they have a strategy... the men at the redwoods are not just normal players... there the severs only hope for freedom and they are meeting to discuss the death of INV....
Cya on the next dossier!
BOB
Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Achatina Ark Community News,
Starting off with the most recent Creature Vote for Genesis Part I. Which has been decided by the community to be the Paleoctopus. With the main concept of this design being a Potion Brewing Land Octopus.
The Ossidon dossier was released today, now if you are wondering what the Ossidon is… so are we. Just kidding, the Ossidon is a giant fictional snow ape for the new DLC map, Arat Prime. And this, is it’s dossier.
Common Name: Ossidon
Species: Cryopithecus dominus
Time: Necrocene
Diet: Carnivore
Temperament: Relentless
Project Ossidon has already yielded the ideal apex protector for our people’s needs! Experimentation with the infusion of Red Element into creatures engineered for hardiness has given us a truly fearsome anthropoid that can dominate the Antarctic wastes.
By design, these noble snow-beasts can be sorted at a distance by adaptation. Each specimen morphologically expresses its most useful genomic trait. The healthiest Ossidon might display a magnificent crest, while the deadliest will flash the longest teeth.
Our biotech teams are laboring around the clock to gestate and domesticate as many Ossidons as possible, should the day come when they may be needed to defend against a Titan. In the near term, these glorious behemoths will be employed as our peacekeepers and guardians.
Ossidon was engineered to produce excessive quantities of cryogenic mucus. This foul substance is the creature’s greatest weapon, whether rolled into an icy wrecking ball or spit in a shower of bone-chilling slush.
Any rider will feel unstoppable astride one of these imposing brutes! Our mounted forces will soon become as integral to the defense of this outpost as our protective energy shield. And should any of my subjects – my esteemed colleagues – feel tempted to challenge my rule, the Ossidons under my command would prove to be an effective deterrent…
The Ossidon will be releasing early on November 17th.
And as of today, The ExtraLife event has started its 24 hour livestream day push as there is only one week left to donate to the ExtraLife foundation goal done by WildCard. Which all milestones have been achieved except one. Now normally WildCard usually does their own stream, revealing details of what their plans are for future DLCs or projects. However, WildCard is all in on finishing the Lost Colony DLC. So they have skipped that, but made it more interesting if you vote. Because for each milestone that is broken, you will be able to choose which Island Original creature will be chosen for a TLC. Now as I said, all but one of these milestones have been achieved. That’s because the fifth and last milestone was added two hours ago with the goal being 175k dollars needed out of 125k donated. So the push is real as only one weeks stands between the goal. And for those wondering, here is the list of the top five candidates so far.
1. Giganotosaurus
2. Megalosaurus
3. Therizinosaurus
4. Quetzalcoatlus
5. Areneomorphus
All Island Original Rideable and Shoulder Pets are eligible to vote on. For more information, check out the Ark Official Forum.
And that is your Ark Community News for this week. Tune in next time for our next broadcast.