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What are some stories about the ankylosaurus? Memorable ankylosaurus stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
Well for about 2-3 years me and my friends have been calling the Anky Metal Slut, might not be child friendly but if you get a chance Use this name on old ankys or even your best one, just to keep the name around, sadly I don’t play ark anymore because most of my friends are older and are adults and even have kids so I would just like to pass down this name for future ark players and bring some joy and laughs back to the community, Love ya ark players have a time playing hope genesis 2 is treating you well, have fun now while you can not every ark Tribe lasts that long !
Love, Lefty
Part 1 of a story about a anky and a Rex and they would become the king of Dino’s
A anky woke up on the beach he didnt see any players or his parents so he thought his parents had left or they died but anyways he found some berrys he was hungry so he ate the berrys and now he walked around s little and found another dino a baby rex the rex was hungry so he found a dodo he killed it so he ate it the anky looked at him weird the rex said what I’m a carnivore the anky realized that they were getting tired so they found a rock they could sleep under so they went to sleep the next day the anky woke up then ate some berrys then the rex killed another dodo and ate and then the anky and rex realized they grew now the anky could hit with its tail and could spin with his tail so he could hit multiple things at once and the rex could now bite and roar to stun enemies they walked around a bit and found a dilo the dilo spit but the rex roared it into the water then the anky hit it on the head with his tail and then the rex bit him the dilo then it died the rex dragged the body backed to the rock they slept at to save it for when he was hungry while he did that the anky did the same thing but with berrys they decided to go in the water they played in it then they went out of it they dried off with a fallen tree leaf then it was getting late so they went to bed but before that they got leafs and use them as a blanket then they went to bed
Thank you for reading part 2 in a few hours or tomorrow
King of the Wyverns
Chapter 3
Ares slowly flew around in the eerily dark night, scanning the skies and ground for his friend. He was sure he heard a few groans and sloshes, as if the monster had stepped out of the pond.
“Cleo?” he cried softly, flying closer to the ground. The land is flat and wide open, with only a few trees scattered around the long green grass. Soon, Ares landed and walked around the grass for a little before turning back the other way.
‘She couldn’t have gone this far from the cave,’ Ares thought. He could barely see the hill in which the cave was. ‘Where could she be?’
As Ares flew back towards the cave, hoping to find a trace of a giant creature with wings, the moonlight illuminated a flash of light blue. They seemed very similar to Cleo’s color. Filled with excitement, he flew over to the spot, which happened to be under a group of trees. “Cleo?”
“Um,” said a voice, “I don’t know who Cleo is.”
Ares felt all the joy leave his body. He had thought he found his friend. “Oh, sorry,” Ares said, turning around.
“What’s a wyvern doing out here?” came the voice again. Ares was secretly tired of the question, even though only Malston had asked him once.
“Looking for someone,” he replied. “I can’t even see you. Could you maybe come out of your hiding spot?” He didn’t need an unseen animal following him.
A moment later, he heard a rustle above him and two featherlights came from the trees. Wait… Featherlights?
“I think two lone featherlights is weirder than a lone wyvern,” Ares stated, confused. Didn’t Featherlight only live in dark places? That need light?
“Technically,” said a blue one, who was the same shade as Cleo. Her head was a lighter shade of blue, lighter even than Cleo’s sky blue. “Technically, we’re not alone since we’re with each other!”
The other Featherlight, a weirdly colored reddish-orange with purple spots on his wings, nodded.
“Um, okay?” Ares said awkwardly. “I’m Ares. Who are you?”
The red Featherlight spoke first. “I’m Razz.” Ares was taken aback by Razz’s oddly deep voice. He sounded like a grown man, even deeper than Ares’ voice.
“And I’m Jazz!” said the blue one. “Razz’s twin!”
“There used to be Zazz,” Razz uttered quietly. “He was.. um…..”
“Eaten!” Jazz finished. “Zazz was purple. Get it? I’m blue, Razz is red. Red and blue make purple!”
Ares looked sideways at the twins. For one, who could talk about a dead friend or family member so freely? Second, why did everyone he had to meet today have to be so weird? First Malston, now these abandoned Featherlight. Ares thought he was cursed.
“Umm, what are you two doing out here?” Ares questioned. “You two seem pretty young. Any parents?”
“Nah,” Razz said. “They were eaten along with Zazz.”
Ares stared blankly at them. “By what?”
Razz looked at Jazz.
“By WHAT?” Ares prompted impatiently. As much as he wanted to help these young featherlights, they were also wasting his time.
“By ‘He who must not be named’,” Jazz said mysteriously.
Ares shook his head and turned to leave. “I need to find my friend.”
Razz called out, “Wait!”
Ares stopped.
“You seem interesting,” he started, “And we….”
“We want to help you!” Jazz finished.
Ares squinted at the brother and sister duo. They could be of use. And they’re alone, which means they could get eaten more easily. Ares didn’t want that to happen.
“Fine,” Ares agreed. “Your help would be welcome.”
Heroes of Pandora
Chapter 5 (it starts in allo, and goes along through all creatures. there is also a special feature explaining the layout of the Pandora ark)
They wandered for the rest of the day, until Ping started whining, on, and on, and on, “are we there yettt.” He kept saying, then finally, Caesar said “OK, ok we’ll make camp.”
They were sitting around a fire Caesar made, just staring at the fire, ping sitting the wrong way, and looking at the dark forest, looked at the others, and said “what are we lookin at?” “Just the fire.” Said Ron. “what fire?” Said ping. Caesar, smacked his hand to his face at that statement.
They were eating berries, and fish, when they heard a scream, a blood curdling scream, that pierced the night like a knife. “What was that?” Said Ron. “A stego scream,” said Nash. “trust me I know screams.” “What a weird thing to say..” said Caesar. “Ya like what even is a stego?” Said ping. “A stegosaurus.” Said Ron. “Ohhhh.”said ping.
“Should we go check it out?” Asked Ron. “No,” Nash said “I’ve narrated things like this NEVER, go looking for a scream, or split up, or say I’ll be right back, or say-” AHHHH, the scream came again, “ok it’s piqued my interest let’s go.” said Ron, getting up from the log he was sitting on. “Alright.” said Caesar, grabbing his things, and a torch, and followed him “wha- uh- NO!” Said Nash. “What did I just say about splitting up!” “We aren’t splitting up, because your coming too.” Caesar said. Nash reluctantly followed “are we going to get some stego? Because I’m hungry!” Said ping “wait what?” Said Nash “stegosauruses aren’t food..” “WAIT WE WERE TALKING ABOUT STEGOSAURUSES?!? I thought we were talking about second dinner..” Nash just looked at him, wondering if he could possibly be that stupid, then he realized, he really was..
they continued walking for a couple miles, before they saw him, the stego dead, “oh no..” said Caesar “AHHH do you guys see that dead guy???” Said ping “no what dead guy.” said Ron sarcastically. “the one right over there dumbie.” Ping said. Ron glared at him, then walked towards the body, “hmm, looks like an attack captain.” “Ya think?” Said Caesar.
“Oh hello..” said a voice he had a Dracula-like accent. “hello, who are you?” Said ping “just a traveler,”
“we should get out of here whatever got that guy, could come back soon.” The voice said “who are you?” Caesar said sternly. “My names, drain.” He said stepping into the light, he was a desmodus, he smiled eerily, “Nope” said Nash flying away. “We should follow dis guy he seems trustworthy, maybe he can help us!” Ping said. “No ping wait!” Said Caesar “he killed that stegosaurus!” “Wait whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.” Ping said, he looked up at drain, the desmodus smiled warmly, but ping wasn’t that stupid, he knew blood when he saw it, “AHHHHH.” He said running back to the others, “thank you for the offer but I think we’ll be on our way” said Caesar “oh.. I don’t think you will.” He said. At that moment four other desmodus, stepped into the light, all with sinister grins, “come vith uz.” One with a heavier accent said. “Uhh ok we’ll go with you cmon guys..” Caesar said. “don’t worry,” one said chuckling “we love guests at our cave.” He then cackled maniacally, “oh no,” said Nash watching in a tree, “ this should be a good story at least.. if we live to tell it”
I just got done with a play session (game crashed) on a single player The Island world. I’m a total beach bob: 11 hours in the game, never seen more than 22 metal ingots at one time. I’m level 43 though, and I decided it’s time to leave my massive wood mansion right in the starting area and go elsewhere. So I grabbed my iguanodon and went to the fabled herbie island. Went with a raft and an Andy saddle and a bunch of tranq arrows. Made it to the island unscathed and tamed an anky... I was expecting about, maybe, ten or eleven metal per hit? First hit from my lvl. 48 fresh tame anky gave me 248 metal. Time to make some spark power and COOK! Longneck rifle, here I come!
Ankylosaurus, the living tank, these guys, yes these guys are damn powerful, (well irl) Ark's interpretation of the Ankylosaurus are quite powerful but slow, these creatures are actually bigger in real life, and definetly very strong in smashing your balls. Ankylosaurus is also capable of well, rolling themselves to protect themselves from predators, like the doedicerus, but Ark kinda nerfed these guys on that situation, Ankylosaurus is also definetly the strongest armored dino out of the others, If Ark wants to interpret these guys better, definetly a size buff would be cool lol but its already pretty good
-PotatoMaster69
I wanted one of these boys so I went and grabbed one from the herbivore island. And when I got back I went to go put it in my containment place and somehow one of my dinos made a bronto angry. And all my Dinos United to try to take it down. (Besides a couple) we lost three good men that day. Raptor, parasaur, and a phioma. But my triceratops, Trip. Fought a trike too while the war was going on. Now my anklo. The hero. Knocked out one of the brontosaurus. But my anklo wanted more bloodshed. So he went after another bronto. And got stepped on.
Up the post to pay respects
I was wandering around the outside of my base one evening doing my nightly rounds. I was bar shotgun and armor thinking I was safe what with a Rex and Spino a whistle away. That was my first mistake. The second came when I saw a flash of feathers and claws and ran AWAY from my base trying to get away from the raptor. My third mistake got me when I stopped to whistle to assist and the raptor pounced. I was near death when I heard running. Thinking it was a bigger predator I dreaded to see a carno swoop in...instead, a forgotten tame, dropped by an argy days prior, charged into battle and with one swipe, Lump the ankylo koed the raptor. The poor thing was starving and at 50 hp so I feed him my own stash of reserve berries and led him home. Lump now sits in his own hut, a trough of berries to himself in honor of saving my life that night
Live Or Die
Chapter 10: Bob’s plotting
Bob was perched on a rock on the riverbank, his eyes squinted, his focus on Ares. Miranda was fastening more stone tiles to his saddle for him to ferry up to the roof where me and Harvey were working. Ruby’s workplace had been completed, and she was working on something inside. On the right side of the house we had installed the stone patio for Harvey’s workshop, but the interior was empty. Ruby’s workplace was half the size, and if you walked through it you would find a leisure room we made. Whilst Ruby was working away, and me and Harvey were tiling the roof, Dasha was calving tiles out of stone she had mined and handing them to Miranda, who ferried them up to us. Jude was stood outside next to Bob. Bob was watching Ares with intense hatred. Jude was supposed to be watching the sleeping raptors, but he was puzzling over the house instead.
“It is an odd house.” he began to say aloud. Bob squarked in acknowledgement. “It has a funny design with stones on the roof instead of the floor. It is not thatched. It has a funny chimney. We all sleep together even if we are not in the same family.” Bob stood up and stomped, but it just sounded like a little tap. He breathed in, and let out a heavy sigh. “I agree my feathered companion. I too feel distressed by this.” Jude got up and walked over to the front door of the house and pushed it open. Harvey yelled down from above, saying:
“Hey, I’ll put a lock or three on it. Should probably add a handle, too.” Jude looked up at him and walked in. He took a seat round the central table with the fire in the centre, balled his hands together and sighed, deep in thought. Bob used all of his effort pushing the door open, but he collected himself and walked through like a cowboy would in a wild west movie. He plonked himself in his dodo bed and stayed awake, menace and malicious ideas in his eyes.
After we had tiled the roof, Miranda helped Harvey onto Ares’ back and I clasped onto his talons. Ares carried us down, dropped me, then Miranda and Harvey hopped off. We walked inside and sat down. I wiped the sweat from my brow as Dasha walked in with the crude stone pickaxe Harvey had made her. she left it leaning on the wall and sat down round the table with us, but I got up and sat down in Ruby’s little sewing room.
“Hey Ruby” I began, and she broke her concentration and realised I was there. She set her sewing needles down and went over to sit with me. I leaned back and smiled. I enjoyed her company, and I think she enjoyed mine. “So… whatcha making?” I smugly enquired. She smiled and replied
“Oh, a little something.“
“A little something along the lines of?”
“A little something.”
“Ah, I see” I smirked and she giggled. Then Dasha walked in, also asking what Ruby was doing.
“Hey you two.”
“Hey”
“Hi Dasha!”
“What are you making over there Ruby?”
“Oh, don’t worry about it.”
“Yeah I just tried asking her but she wouldn’t say. What over there Ruby?”
“Nothing”
“Come on Ruby. Can’t you me with a little secret?”
“Nope”
“Oh I see how it is.”
“Can you trust me?” Ruby looked at me, leaned forward and told me no. Dasha leaned forward and asked:
“Reeeeaaally?” Ruby shook her head. I sighed and got up, leaving Dasha to interrogate Ruby.
Realising we needed food for both us AND the raptors AND bob, we decided to all head out into the jungle in search of something to eat. Ruby was holding Bob in her arms as she rode Violette, and Miranda was flying low to the ground above us as we trotted through the woods. As we searched about, we began talking about what we’d been through.
“There used to be two more lizards. Perhaps you may have taken one.” Jude said to Miranda.
“Yeah… A r-raptor would be nice.”
“We used to have two dilophosaurs too” Dasha added.
“What happened to them?” Miranda asked, fearful curiosity in her voice.
“This *(Harvey used some language I’m not going to repeat here)* came along and killed them.”
“Oh… they don’t sound very…”
“Sane?”
“Smart”
“Clever”
“Rational”
“Reasonable”
“*(Harvey also used that language here.)* bloody-“
“Yeah… all of those I guess.” Jude seemed distant, distracted. He was at the front, and suddenly told us to stop. We heard a rustling ahead of us. Out from the bushes, on the back of a raptor and with his grunts on trikes behind him, Raphiel emerged, a pike in his hands and startled.
“You… YOU!” He swung his raptor round and called out to his followers. “MEN, ARM UP! READY WEAPONS!” I heard bowstrings pull back and weapons clatter. “Funny that I should run into a band of barbarians like you in a place like this.” He brandished a pike. “I thought I scared you off last time!” Miranda worriedly asked us
“Um… Guys, w-who’s that?” Harvey answered,
“The *(Yeah Harvey used bad language here AGAIN)* who killed our dinos.”
-Next in Megalodon! Also, the first Live Or Die was in Dinopithecus. Story starts there =D
-Nightfall