Compys mysteries by chicken nugget council

Ps 3 s1

BlueTalon shielded her eyes as silverscar shrieked in agony. She saw a flash of pink and blue in the corner of her eye, but when she turned it was gone.

☆go into silverscars hut☆ hummed the voice in her mind.

"NightTalon, we must go into the hut the element was stolen from." Said BlueTalon. NightTalon gave her a confused look but decided to follow her.

When they were inside, there was a pile of many wepons, a microraptor nest and a pedistal with a light blue dust on it. BlueTalon collected the dust while NightTalon sorted through the wepons, he picked out a wicked-looking metal hatchet.

"So, you are the first talons? You're both scrawny. That compy is weak and that microraptor is plain dumb. Said a said a smooth, feline voice.

A shadowmane appeared near the nest. "Grrrr stupid steriotypes" they cried. "Uh-oh gotta be quick, my name is StarEyes I am one of eight guardians for the seven talons. There was an ancient insription of you defeating a great force with a terrible price to pay. I know I am a guardian of you two because I have a marking on the bottom of my paw, it looks like a claw. You should each have seven of my markings in the same spot." She purred.

StarEyes held out her palm, she had the same marking as on MoonTail and SilverScar. Everything she said was true.

☆dont trust her, go south to the ocean☆ said her mind. StarEyes ran out of the hut, as a spiky tail wrapped around them.

The amargasaurus took them through thick forest. "NightTalon, it might be unusual timing but I.... I've been hearing a voice in my mind, and it isnt mine.". Before he could respond, a vibrant shadowmane jumped on the amargasaurus's back.

"RUN YOU IDIOTS"yelled stareyes

☆hurry go south, the clock is ticking☆

They ran south, and that night, in their camp on the beach, BlueTalon dropped into a dream.

It’d be so cool to put a platform saddle on these guys (not saying you should be able to), imagine having your base nice and insulated everywhere you go.

Dev 1: Jerry what’s your idea?

Jerry: How about another T-Rex?

Dev 1: Nah. We got plenty. Bob?

Bob: How about another diplo except it has spikes?

Dev 1: Sure.

The Island- chapter III

Marcel sat up fast, panicked and hyperventilating. He swore he could still feel the dinosaurs jaws around his throat. He reached his hand up to his neck and felt…nothing. He was alive. He looked down at his wrist and saw he still had that strange diamond shaped crystal embedded in his left wrist. It seemed to be glowing strongly. He looked back up and saw about 200 feet away was the dinosaur that had attacked him. Eating his corpse. Marcel’s corpse. He gagged, But then it dawned on him. He didn’t survive the attack. He died. But somehow, some way, he was alive again. He couldn’t even comprehend what this meant. Marcel…couldn’t die.

Just then he noticed his stone pick, lying in the sand some distance away. He must have thrown it in the struggle with the the dinosaur, a dilophosaur he assumed. He wondered if he could somehow retrieve it without the beast noticing. The dinosaur had a nasty gash in its side, and appeared to be badly injured. Slowly, he began army crawling over to his weapon, trying desperately not to make any noise. It took him a few minutes, but somehow the creature didn’t notice him. It was too busy tugging on his insides. Disgusting, thought Marcel. He reached his pick, braced himself for what he was about to do. Here goes nothing, he thought. He picked up his tool, stood up and charged the dilo, screaming like a madman. By the time the dilo looked up and realized what was happening, Marcel was already on top of it. Screaming and swinging his pickaxe. The dinosaur rolled over and started kicking furiously, and it managed to scratch Marcel in the chest with its claws, but it was too late. Marcel swing at the beasts head, and pushed the pick deeper into its skull. The creature twitched, and went limp. Marcel had won.

Marcel, bruised, battered, and covered in blood, dragged the body over to his shelter of sorts. He dropped it by the teepee, and began making a fire, with wood, stones, and a few snall pieces of flint he had chipped off a large boulder near his tent. As the fire began to burn, he sat down and cleaned his kill with his pick and a hatchet he had made earlier, from a piece of flint and wood. He used the hatchet blade to skin the animal, and the to cut it open and remove the innards. Once that was done, Marcel cut up the meat that was left and stuck it over the fire with sticks. As the meat was cooking, Marcel thought, he would make some clothes with the hide from the dinosaur. Marcel spent the meat few hours by the light and warmth of the fire making himself a pair of pants and shoes with the hide from the animal, weaving them together with the fiber from the nearly bushes. As he worked, he ate some of the meat he cooked. It tasted delicious, almost like duck. It was the dead of night by the time Marcel finished his pants and shoes. He put them on and was pleased, tomorrow he would make a shirt to match them. And so, Marcel’s first day in this place came to a close…

Check Allosaurus for chapter II and chapter IV will be released in ammonite, and I will take any feedback if you have any. Thanks for reading!

These things can attack redwood trees and get straight sap????? That will be so op for sweet vegetable cake

Cant wait for it to be able to to game

Hi it's Anonymous! This is chapter 3 of Today We Rise. Hope you like it!

-Anonymos-

Chapter 3

When the sun rose the next morning I was surprised to see Chicken staring at me. We made DIRECT eye contact, I was scared. Was she gonna kill me? Was she planning on killing me? I sat up, “Hi Chicken?” I patted her head and picked her up. After carefully climbing down the tree I had noticed my fire still glowing brightly still. It should have gone out a while ago…

“Freeze! Who are you?” Someone shouted from behind me. I jumped and almost threw Chicken who was squawking loudly.

“Shut that bird up now!” They snapped.

“Shh, quiet Chicken!” I whispered. She fell silent, eyes darting around.

“Who are you?” They asked again

“L-lexi,” I answered

“Lexi?” I heard footsteps approaching and soon after a tall man appeared in front of me.

“Y-yes,” I said, eyeing the bow in his hands.

“I'm Pathro,” He said, lowering the bow.

“Who's the bird?” Pathro asked

“Her name is Chicken, makes me think of home,” I blushed, now realizing how foolish her name is.

“Do you know what she is?” Pathro stepped closer, watching me closely.

“I call them dodos…”

“Dodos?” He reached out to pet Chicken who tensed and then leaned forward.

“Not very bright,” Pathro chuckled

“I figured it would be nice to have company… I didn’t think anyone else had lived on this Island,” I set Chicken on the ground.

“Isla Periculum,” Pathro said

“What?”

“Isla Periculum. I named this island Isla Periculum because of all the dangerous creatures here. Periculum is the Latin word for dangerous,” He explained

“Oh…”

We talked for a while. He told me about the other creatures here and what he had named them. The duck-billed dinosaurs were called Parasuars and the large four legged creatures were called Triceratops. There were many others he had named as well.

“Very interesting,” I mused

“Yes very,” Pathro smiled

“So… Do you have any of these creatures as pets yet?” I held Chicken in my arms.

“Yes I do, they are the only reason I have made it this far,” He put his fingers to his lips and whistled. We sat in silence, waiting for whatever he had tamed to come. Soon a tall Parasaur peeked out from behind the rocks.

“Come here Duck,” Pathro held out his hand. The Parasaur known as Duck stepped forward and lowered it's head against Pathro’s palm.

“Wow, it's so pretty,” I smiled, amazed. Duck looks like a male mallard duck, perfectly named.

“He is my travel mount,” Pathro pulled himself onto the leather saddle that sat on Duck’s back. He held his hand out to help me up. I took it, and pulled myself onto the saddle, Chicken still in hand.

“Here, Chicken can sit here,” Pathro opened a large leather sack that hung from the side of the saddle where I gladly, and gently, slid the Dodo in.

“Hold on tight!” Pathro exclaimed as Duck launched into a dead sprint.

“Woah!” I laughed, practically squeezing the life out of Pathro. As we tore across the beach sand I took in my surroundings, amazed both by the beauty of it all and how lonely this place really was. I hadn’t expected to come across Pathro, and I doubt he had expected me. Still being lonely had actually begun to feel… Lonely. I'm glad to now have a companion, who, hopefully, will allow me to stay with him. I smiled at the thought of having a friend around, I was finally gonna make it, at least I hope I'll make it…

An amrgasaurus is a real dinosaur people, look it up!

The Obelisk

-Chapter three-

“What?” Forest backed away, nearly tripping over his tail.

“Leave!” The other creature yelled again.

Forest focused his eyes on where the creature was laying. He was actually trapped under two large species of rock, which looked like they had been hunked out of the cave walls. “It’s alright,” Forest said to him. “I’ll help you. You’ve been in some sort of cave-in. Are you hurt?”

“This was no CAVE IN!” He roared.

Well he’s crazy, Forest thought. Of course it was a cave in. He must have been hit on the head. Forest reached out to him, but the dinosaur snapped at his talons before he could get close.

Forest lashed his tail. “I can help you.” He said firmly. “Then we’ll find a way to get you out of the Drake caves.”

“No,” the other said, his voice trembling. “You cannot help me.”

“Why?”

“Because you’ll get stuck too,” this creature was making no since. Forest leaped over him, pulled a chunk of rock off his tail, and tried to lift the boulder.

The other creature was shouting now, slamming his tail into the ground and scrabbling his back claws along the rocks floor. He whipped his around as much as he could to see Forest. “NO! Don’t DO THIS!”

“I’m not going to leave you here,” Forest said bravely. He slid the boulder off the dinosaurs leg, then pushed the next, freeing him. “There!” He cried with delight. “Your free!”

Seeing the dinosaurs whole body, he appeared to be a baryonyx, growling deep in his throat and glowering so hard at Forest it looked like he might explode.

“It’s coming. It coming! It’ll get you next!”

With a few chunks of rock?” Forest asked. “I can handle myself. Now let’s find you a way out of here.”

“Already know the way, know the way,” the baryonyx mumbled. “I’ll go the way. You. Leave before it comes back!”

“Alright I’ll go,” Forest said, climbing around him. “Jeeze, you sure you weren’t hit on the head?”

Then the baryonyx shrieked, loud with fear, and stumbled back with one arm stretched to point behind him.

Forest turned around.

The wilderness

Ep 4 - the other side

After the incident with the amarga garess walks up on the village..

"So uhhh.."

"What's your name.."

"Oh.. I'm garess."

(Gare-ess)

Garess looks around at all the buildings when one of the people welcome him

"Hey!.. welcome to akci village.. you new?"

"Yeah.. I kinda washes up here and.. I don't know where I am!.."

The man looks at him with exitment

"You'll have a great time here.."

Garess sees trikes and raptors and other dinos cross..

"Are those.."

"Dinosaurs?.. yes they are.. don't be worried, that's normal here!.."

"Makes sense.."

"Anyways!.. I won't waste your time anymore."

Sahara and garess walk over to the food merchant

"Hey.. can I get a.. rock carrot and some trike meat?.."

"Alright got you!.."

"Ordering some food.. it's on me!"

"Oh yeah!

Garess looks over at the menu..

"I'll get the.. raptor meat.."

"Alright.."

They eat their meal

To be continued.. ye

Next in ammonite! <3

-HJK