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“Woah what is this?

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“Woah what is this?” The survivor stares at the black sky speckled with white dots and streaks of green and blue. Almost like staring into a painting. It’s almost unreal. The survivor creeps toward the edge of the bridge. They reach out to touch the blue wall made of hexagons. “ OH SH*T!” The survivor falls through the seemingly solid wall shutting their eyes in fear as they plummet into the endless abyss. Or so they think. The survivor opens one eye. “Oh.” The survivor is astonished at the sight that they are making an incredibly slow decent to a nearby chunk of rock covered in crystals. The survivor starts “swimming” in the void in an attempt to explore. They look to their left and see streaks of blue, green, and red in a beautiful show of light. There’s this thing residing within this show of light but the survivor can’t quite make it out. They slowly make their way to the mystery creature. Eventually the survivor makes it to the mysterious creature. They get close enough to make out what the mysterious creature is. “What is that?” The survivor sees this creature with the body of an ichthyosaur, and a coelacanth.

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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 30.5: Her Eyes

Part 3/3

“Well, think about it like a book,” she answered softly, “We read and we get information from the text. When you look into someone’s eyes, that tells you everything you need to know.”

Ben looked into her eyes… but there was nothing but the deep, thick brown that resided within. Unmoving and still, and all that remained of Ben’s memory of her. Her eyes… her eyes were the prettiest of all. And no matter how hard Ben tried he could never read those deep eyes.

“You’re confused as to why you can’t read my eyes,” she observed with a wink, “Don’t worry. It’s not you. But some people are more complicated than others. They are harder to read. It’s like reading a poem. They are harder to read and understand, but they have the most beautiful stories to tell.”

She looked off to the side and noticed a couple kissing. She narrowed her eyes at them, and looked back at Ben.

“You were one of them, if I am going to be truthful,” she said, “Before today, you always had that dull look in your eyes. As if you didn’t care. You… don’t care about this life, do you?”

Ben looked down at his plate of carne asada tacos, ashamed.

“It’s okay. A lot of us are lost souls,” she reassured him. Ben squinted his eyes and noticed the white blobs covering her face getting stronger and more aggressive, “Find a purpose… Okay? Promise me… Promise me you will find a purpose in this life.”

She reached forward and caressed Ben’s hair out of the way, taking one final look into his eyes.

“And promise me one day you’ll be able to read eyes as I have.”

The world began to tear apart around them, and soon Ben was forced out of his memory. Cruel of the world, yet necessary for his well-being. Ben blinked his eyes a few more times, and looked at the flower one last time. He could feel her touch as he stared into the bulb, and he could sense her presence. It was almost as if she was there with him.

“I get it now,” Ben said, pocketing the flower, “It’s all about understanding. I need to understand Samuel. And then I’ll be able to read his eyes… just like how she could read mine.”

Ben walked off to his hut, that feeling in his heart unchallenged.

That feeling of hope.

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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 30.5: Her Eyes

Part 1/3

Ben was fiddling with a coin, spinning it around in his fingers and bouncing it from one hand to another. He was currently at a store that sold tacos, burritos, quesadillas, and other Mexican cuisine.

Ben loved tacos. In fact it was his favorite food. He always went out on Fridays to get a few carne asada tacos. It was a tradition of his, and sometimes he would go out with his friends if they weren’t busy. But today, they were indeed busy, so Ben would have to go alone.

“Next!” the lady at the cash register shouted. Ben let the coin flip in the air one last time, and it landed heads in the palm of his hands. He pocketed the coin and walked up to the register.

“Well hello! Good to see you again Benjamin, the usual?” she asked. Mrs. Dugo was such a sweet lady, she and many of her colleagues had started this restaurant to make their living, and Ben was one of their very first customers, which Mrs. Dugo was grateful for.

“Yeah, yeah the usual,” Ben replied with a soft smile.

“Of course. Coming right up!” Mrs. Dugo shouted some Spanish order into the kitchen, and then turned back to Ben, clicking a few buttons on the cash register. Ben’s total came up.

“That’ll be $13.05,” Mrs. Dugo declared, looking at Ben with a smirk. Ben nodded, pulling out three ten dollar bills. He handed it to Mrs. Dugo, and she loaded it in the cash register.

“Keep the change, kay?”

“Of course. Thank you, Benjamin,” Mrs. Dugo reached forward and pinched Ben’s cheek, shaking it like she was his grandmother, “I can’t believe you don’t have a girlfriend yet. You’re such a gentleman!”

“Yeah yeah, thanks,” Ben replied sheepishly, “But, I never cared for that stuff. I’m fine as I am now. That’s all that matters to me.”

“Aww, come on, don’t say that mijo, having a lover by your side is always the best! You can kiss and cuddle and-”

“Yeah, YEAH, I know,” Ben shot back, scratching his head lazily.

“Well, just wanted you to know!” Mrs. Dugo giggled, “You know I have a daughter your age. Goes to your school too I believe. I think you two should meet.”

“That sounds great and all, but I don’t think that’s necessary.”

“Okay… Well, enjoy your time here!” Mrs. Dugo called out as Ben left to go find a table.

Ben let out a sigh as he plopped down on the booth of a two-seater table, shuffling around in his seat before finally relaxing, breathing steadily and looking at his surroundings. There were many couples chatting together, holding hands or feeding each other or drinking out of the same glass. Ben smiled as he looked around. He found it comforting how happy the people of this town were, even with everything going on around them.

A few minutes later, one of Mrs. Dugo’s co-workers came around with a plate of 2 carne asada tacos and a glass of chocolate milk. A weird combination, but Ben always found it delicious.

“Here you go, enjoy!”

“Thank you, sir.”

The waiter walked away, and Ben grabbed a taco, eager to devour this meal as he usually did.

But as he took a bite out of the taco, he couldn’t help but scrunch up his face in disgust. Despite its savory and saltiness that Ben particularly was fond of in carne asada, things just felt…

Duller.

He took a look around his surroundings. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying their meal fine. One man was even eating a boatful of the same carne asada tacos that Ben was eating, and he didn’t get the ick.

“Why does it taste like this?” Ben thought. He took another bite, but this time it tasted even worse. He almost gagged, but luckily with a swig of chocolate milk it went down but even that tasted a bit thick.

Ben blinked his eyes again, and looked at Mrs. Dugo who seemed her outgoing self. There’s no way any of her colleagues had messed with the food, right?

It wouldn’t make sense. He had known them for the longest time!

“SHE was the one who recommended it to me. I would think-”

Just then, the door to the restaurant opened up and the bell contraption rang, and Ben’s eyes darted to the door. A girl walked into the premises. It was her.

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This is the story of how I met Astro, the most playful, and majestic astrodelphis of them all. It all started when I was relaxing in genesis part 2, not a care in the world. I was on a PvP server, and relaxing wasn’t tolerated. A wild player stormed into my base, lv 314 giga and all. My base was razed to the ground, along with most of my dinos. Innocent otters, and maywings alike were slaughtered. When I returned to my base, I was devastated at the massacre. A rage built in me, I had to get revenge. I traveled to the corner of the map where I hid my emergency supplies, and got to work.

I was in the space biome, gathering materials for my plot of revenge. While I was mining element nodes, I heard a high pitch chirp. I turned around to see a lone astrodelphis, floating to me. It started attacking, like it was angry at the world. I looked at it straight in the eye. “I see we both have angers at the world.”, I said to it as I dodged it. “How about we take our angers out together?” The dolphin lessened it’s attacks, and I fed it element. After a while later, I finally gained its trust. “I’m not that good with names…”, I said to my new friend. The astrodelphis chirped as if it was annoyed, like it ment, “I don’t care” A simple, but decent name came into my mind. “How about Astro?” Astro chirped again. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

A week later, and my plot for revenge was in motion. I managed to find the enemy tribe’s base, and I was getting soakers ready. Astro was armed with a fresh tek saddle, and had a flame in his eye as he looked at the opposing base. “You ready for the attack?”, I asked him. Astro whistled and clicked. “Ok! Let’s begin.” I advanced the soakers forward, and a rain of bullets started to shower on us. After retreating some of the soakers, and replacing them, the turrets finally ran out of ammo. I withdrew all the soakers, and moved the attack squad into position. Rexes, spinos, shadowmanes, and Astro were part of this. Enemy players and dinos rushed out of the base to defend. I mounted Astro, and gave him a pep talk. “Finally the time Astro. The moment we seek glory and get revenge on the enemy!” Astro chirped a mighty battle cry and we soared into battle. Bombs exploded below, and entire walls of metal were collapsing to the ground. Enemy players and dinos alike were run over, eaten, and blown to bits by my team. At the end of the battle, their base was just a skeleton of what it used to be, and the enemy was retreating. We have won!

A huge party followed after our victory, including fireworks, cake, and a game of tag! Me and Astro shared a toast to the ones who died in the battle, and shared another toast to more victories in the future.

To this day, Astro still raids bases with me, and he is the only Dino that survives base wipes by other players. He developed a mighty taste of blood! I hope you all liked my story, I’ll see you all at the battle field!

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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 30.5: Her Eyes

Part 2/3

She was well known by everyone at Altos High, and the ones that did know her were most likely friends with her. Not only that but she had to have been one of the smartest girls in math class, she had always been participating when the teacher asked questions and even got higher test scores than Ben.

In a way, she was kind of flawless.

Ben didn’t know why she was here, but he noticed her waving at Mrs. Dugo with a smile. It was as if they had known each other for a long time.

Then she turned around and began walking toward Ben.

Ben blinked his eyes, squinted at her, then decided the most polite thing to do was wave. He waved at her softly and with a bright smile on his face. She waved back and gave Ben a smile.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” Ben asked curiously.

“Ah, nothing really,” she replied while looking around the place. She was wearing blue jeans and a white blouse, and her hair was…

What did her hair look like again?

Ben didn’t remember, but this was the day he found himself drawn to her.

“Well, there’s got to be a reason, right mate?” Ben said as he took a quick glance at his food.

“Of course there is. But… It shouldn’t be too hard to figure out,” she replied with a giggle. Just then Mrs. Dugo herself walked up to her with a plate of tacos. Mrs. Dugo gave them to her, and she said something in Spanish before she walked away, giving Ben a wink. Ben squinted at Mrs. Dugo in confusion.

“I don’t get it,” Ben finally admitted.

“Come on. It can’t be that hard,” she said, widening her eyes at Ben, “Our last names?”

Ben blinked again, and then nodded in realization, astonishment in his eyes.

“Ohhhh, she’s your mother!”

“Yes. I’m glad you’ve figured it out. Now can I sit here? I need a place to put my tacos down.”

Ben saw the chair in front of him and waved his hand at it.

“Of course.”

She put the plate of tacos down and then scooted the chair out, letting out a sigh as she sat down on it, putting her leather purse onto the table. She picked one of the tacos up and took a bite out of it, chewing softly and with a smile. Ben looked back at his plate hesitantly, and she raised her eyebrow.

“Something wrong with your food?” she asked. Ben looked back up at her and shook his head.

“No. Of course not, no.”

She looked into Ben’s eyes and smirked.

“I see that look in your eyes. Tell me what’s wrong with it.”

Ben couldn’t believe it. How did she know?

“I don’t know, it's just… It doesn’t taste right today,” Ben answered truthfully. She shuffled in her seat, until finally speaking.

“Well maybe you just need to try something new.”

Ben looked at her tacos, filled with pork marinated with spices and pineapple bits. Ben blinked at it before his stomach rumbled again. She laughed and pushed her plate toward Ben.

“Why don’t you just give it a try?”

Ben eyed the taco for a bit before grabbing it and taking a bite out of it. It was al pastor, and the flavors of the spices and meat melted in his mouth as he continued to chew on the morsel. The pineapple bits made it even sweeter, and Ben couldn’t help but take a few more bites.

“This is- This is-”

“Really good, huh?”

Ben nodded, taking one last bite and finishing the taco.

“Sometimes, you just need something new in life,” she explained, crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair, “Going through the same loop over and over again makes people go crazy, right?”

“Right.”

The two just sat there a little while longer, and Ben could feel her staring into his eyes. She squirmed in her seat again before asking another question.

“Say,” she said suddenly, putting a leg over another, “I heard you got really high state test scores. But… you rarely study or bother putting effort into learning. Why’s that?”

“Where’d you get that from?” Ben asked curiously.

“Your eyes,” she said while tilting her head to the left, “You know what they say? Fall in love with a person’s eyes, because eyes never age. People shrink, their faces wrinkle, and people grow weaker but our eyes will always stay the same.”

Ben blinked his eyes for a moment, staring off into the nothingness before nodding.

“I guess you’re right on that,” Ben said, still confused by HOW she even found out by just his eyes, “But still, how did you- how did you know?”

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⚠️THIS IS A WARNING⚠️ NEVER leave these guys out while you’re out farming or taming something. always remember to cryopod them. why? because they like to wander away when you’re not in render distance. then, they’ll phase through the map and kill themselves. i’ve lost countless of these things because of the same problem. if you find this helpful, up this so people don’t lose their dolphins. -J

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Dodo Tales (S1 Ep10.5) behind the scenes 🤫

Rick wakes up. "Where's Bob- I mean, Jerry"

*CUT*

Rick wakes up. "WHERE'S JERRY!?!?!?! What do you mean that was too loud?"

*CUT*

*Jerry lying on the beach*

"This story is too generic"

"STICK TO THE SCRIPT"

*CUT*

*Rick smashes the rock into that guys head*

"Oh, is that a crystal lands poster? Can I have one?"

"No breaking the fourth wall!"

"Fine...but it is a nice poster..."

*CUT*

"Can I give the giga a hug?"

"NO!"

"Give me a break, I'm supposed to die in this part!"

*CUT*

"HEY! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO THROW THE FOAM ROCK AT HIS HEAD, NOT A REAL ONE!"

"Oh...sorry"

*CUT*

"Can this be one of those stories where animals can talk?"

"NO!"

"Why?"

"BECAUSE THEY'RE TOO EXPENSIVE TO HIRE AS ACTORS, WHY ELSE?"

"oh"

"But you guys have plenty of money"

"More money on actors means less money for you"

"Oh"

*CUT*

Ow I have a-

*CUT*

*Laughing intensifies*

"get it?"

"If you say cut then you have to hire talking animal actors

*CUT*

"😉"

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The Obelisk

-Chapter 12-

The sun was high in the sky, filtering beams of golden light through the leaves. The swamp was a short ways ahead of them, and the three carnivores were getting along well.

“Da-da—I really can’t stay—da-da—DA-da-da…” Rust sang, bouncing along side Forest.

“How close do you think we are?” Forest asked Spark.

“A few miles, at least,” she said, swishing aside some bushes.

“Baby its COLD OUTSIIIIIIIIIDE!” Rust leapt passed a crooked branch, clinging onto trees with his wicked sharp claws.

“Must you continue singing that?” Spark asked.

“Yup,” Rust answered. “I love singing.”

“So do I,” she retorted. “Just not SO MUCH of it.”

“Now you sound like my mom,” Rust said with a toss of his head. “Great. Will there be a lesson of politics and politeness next?”

Forest laughed, remembering his own mom. He smiled at Rust, who grinned back, beaming.

“Sure,” Spark said sarcastically. “Rule number one: don’t steal.”

“Ahh, come on!” Rust said. “I was just joking! That Kapro probably caught a thousand more meals after that. I bet you gold she’s totally forgotten me.”

“Lucky you, you ran into us,” Spark said with a sigh.

The deinonychus marched forward some more, singing once again. Spark gave Forest and exasperated look.

“So what’s the full plan, Forest?” Spark asked after a while.

“We find the other two carnivores,” Forest said. He’d explained the prophecy and the basilisk he’d met days ago to both of them, getting eager but nervous expressions from the two. But they both agreed they’d search with him.

What are we even saving the world from? Forests mind questioned. She didn’t say that. I suppose the carnivores have been quarreling for a while… but that’s nature, isn’t it? Only young, juveniles like us could get along.

Maybe that’s our purpose. Prove to all of Fjordur that carnivores CAN get along.

If so… what a small band to change the world.

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Don’t kill dolphins you monster does anybody get the reference

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White flashes burst through Dave’s Vision, and he can’t see Marion or anything else, just white…

The ARKS: Part 1, Ark 2 (i promise to make this longer I wanted to be done with Ark 1/The Island cuz i was lazy to give myself arthritis)

A noise, undistinguishable, but a noise nonetheless. The white fades until he sees a viewing, the respawn screen, but he’s not dead. Is he? Then his sense of feel came, but was as nothing was there, like he was in space, then he was able to move. He stepped slowly and carefully, as he hadn’t moved in months. He walks slowly toward the screen. The map… it’s… different. The spawning names are surely different as well. Then Marion materializes out of nowhere, floating magically, then slowly hovers down, entering an A-Pose. His pupils retract and start blinking, then starts walking towards him.

“H-Hello?” Davey asks with a weird expression, Marion responds. “Davey? You there?” “Yeah, I’m here. We did it.”

“Let’s select… this one” “alright.”

And they land on the sandy surface with a *THUD*

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Yay! New creatures to mess up the order of my stories!

-Dodo Tales guy

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