Ima get my argentavis and grab a good level and take it by…
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Bruh I was just walking around exploring with killer ( my raptor ) and out of no where I see one and I’m like “huh they look weak must be an easy kill” well gets what... it actually WASNT IT KILLE MEH RAPTOR IN TWO SHOTS!!!! he was a lvl 177.... rip killer ⬆️ if you wanna avenge killer
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 39: Downed
Part 2/2
Chris moved the spyglass again and saw a man wearing some sort of grass armor speaking with her. He had a longneck rifle in one hand, and he was pointing at Chris with the other.
“Wait a minute, WHAT?!” Chris realized with wide eyes. He looked back at the ‘queen’. She just rolled her eyes and went off again, an anger in her facial expression.
Chris moved the spyglass back to the grass guy, and his jaw dropped as he saw him pointing the rifle right at him.
BAM!
The Pteranodon let out a squawk as blood spurted from its wing like a volcano’s eruption. In a panic, Chris dropped the now bloodied spyglass down below. He tugged on the reins, but the Pteranodon was out of control. It began to fly down to the castle.
“No!” Chris yelled in anger. He tugged on the reins again, and the Pteranodon moved forward, staggering in the air. The Pteranodon made fruitless attempts to fly, but it was no use.
Chris and the Pteranodon flew away as far as they could, eventually reaching the remote island that he had spotted prior to the castle sighting. It didn’t seem too far from the mainland. With one last push, the Pteranodon passed out, and Chris braced himself for impact.
CRASH!
THUMP!
“Ughh. Damn it… DAMN IT!” Chris muttered under his breath. He sat up, disoriented and his vision blurry. He blinked a few times, crawling off the Pteranodon’s saddle, and resting his back against a tree. He let out heavy heaves of exhaustion, as his vision began to regain.
This wasn’t good at all.
“I’m far away from camp,” Chris thought, “I’m alone.”
Chris looked at the Pteranodon. One of its wings was gushing with blood and the other was completely snapped at the base. Its tongue was sprawled out on the grass, and its eyes were lifeless.
“And the only thing I can travel with is dead,” Chris sighed.
Chris began to shake in fear. He wrapped his arms around his body, curling up into a ball and taking deep breaths in and out.
“What do I do now?”
~
“Good shot, General,” June said with a smirk, “You got that lowly Peeping Tom.”
“Of course, your majesty,” the General replied, “I’d never disappoint.”
“Well General, ya’ know they might not be dead,” June added on with a wink, “I think you and your mates should go check. See if they really died or not.”
“Of course.”
The General hurried out of the throne room with haste, and June put her head on her fist, her eyes looking up at the morning sky.
“That Peeping Tom managed to completely bring one of those beasts under their control,” June thought, “Hmm.”
“Wonder how they did that.”
“And can I use it to win Ben?”
“...”
“Hmph. Bet I could. I bet I could.”
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 39: Downed
Chris couldn’t help but smile as the passing of the wind made his hair fly back and his clothes rustle like soft bushes. On the Pteranodon, Chris could see most of the island that he and the other graduates had been sent to with his own pair of eyes. There were so many unfamiliar places to him, all of which he wanted to check out. He wanted to land the Pteranodon and see what types of dinosaurs he’d be able to find, what types of people he’d be able to meet.
“There’s more time for that later. I need to find Tiffany,” Chris thought as he gritted his teeth.
Chris found himself staring down at the island every once in a while to see if any houses would stick out of the forests. But surprisingly, everything was barren.
Samuel had claimed that he and his team had made quite a few people before making it to the Book Club camp… but so far there was practically nothing. Had Samuel lied about it?
“He doesn’t seem like the type of person to lie. Besides, why would he lie about that?” Chris thought.
As Chris continued to fly, another Obelisk soon came into view. Unlike the one near their camp, it was red and was located quite close to a remote island. It seemed to have created an oasis similar to the green one. Chris could feel himself burning up as he approached.
“W-What am I doing?!” Chris stammered, pulling on the reins. The Pteranodon jerked back and halted, “Do I not remember what happened when THEY went to the Obelisk?! I’m not- I’m not going there.”
Chris turned the Pteranodon around and began to fly back. But as he was, he noticed something… sparkle at the corner of his eye. He looked back one last time, and with wide eyes saw a giant stone castle looming above the hill. A red flag was planted on a wall, and he could barely see people coming in and out of it.
“People,” Chris whispered, beads of sweat dripping down his face. The Pteranodon let out a croak of annoyance, the flapping of its wings growing slower and slower.
“Better find a place to land.”
Chris aimed down and the Pteranodon made its way to an adjacent cliffside. As Chris landed down onto the rock, reached into his pouch, fumbled around for a bit before finally pulling out a spyglass.
He took the cap off and put his eye to it, pointing the instrument directly at the castle. To his horror he saw many guards standing post at the gate of the castle. Even though they only wore clothes made of animal hide, they still seemed to be a force to reckon with. Half had spears, half had metal pikes, and a very select few even carried sharp swords that looked so sharp they could cut through water.
Granted, they didn’t seem to know how to tame a dinosaur, but they still greatly outnumbered the Book Club camp by a lot. And who knew if they were violent or not?
“I should probably report back to the others,” Chris muttered to himself. He was about to tug on the reins, when he stopped himself.
“No,” Chris told himself, “Not yet. The more information I gather, the better they can prepare. I won’t delay anything. Samuel can piece something together to help defend against this potential threat.”
He tugged on the reins, and instead of going back to the green Obelisk where home was, he decided to fly right above the castle.
With some bravery growing in his heart, he flew as high as he could, but not too far up that he couldn’t see the castle, and not too low they could spot the spy. The Pteranodon slowly flapped its wings across, and soon he found himself floating above the castle’s roof.
Or at least, where the roof should’ve been.
With a snort, Chris realized that the castle had no roof. Perfect for spying and seeing what was going on inside. He slowly let go of the reins, feeling a spike of adrenaline in his heart. He felt his legs wrap around the Pteranodon, not wanting to fall off. Then he took his spyglass out and began to peek in on what was going on inside.
He noticed that it looked like some sort of royal throne room. Through the glass, he spotted a girl with orange-brown overflowing hair sitting on the throne. She wore a suit of metal armor that was painted red. She seemed to be talking to someone before her.
“That must be their leader…” Chris thought with squinted eyes.
The Terrible Demise of Tortuga
Twenty six.
Elizabeth, Aaron Jr., and Olivia headed to school after they had eaten breakfast. They barely made it in time. “You were almost late!” Mizz Hawkthorne snapped angrily. “Yeah, but we weren’t.” Aaron muttered under his breath. “Excuse me?!” His teacher asked. “Nothing.” Aaron jr. Said quickly. They sat down in their seats. Elizabeth sat down in between Emma and Rachelle. She looked at Rachelle who sat at attention listening to Mizz Hawkthorne’s lecture for the day. (Rachelle was the daughter of a peace keeper so she wanted to be as obedient as she could and learn as much about their city as she could so that she could become a peace keeper.) Elizabeth turned to Emma. “Hi Emma!” She whispered softly so that Mizz Hawkthorne couldn’t hear her. Emma who had been staring off into space looked at Elizabeth, a misty eyed look on her face. “Hi Elizabeth.” She said simply. Elizabeth noticed Emma and Andrew kept sneaking glances at each other. Elizabeth looked at Emilia who shrugged. “…many people breed the dangerous creatures and made cross breeds! These animals are dangerous and deserve to be DESTROYED!” (Olivia, Elizabeth and Aaron Jr. desperately trued not to lash out at their teacher who they were sure was talking about their grandfather’s animals.) On and on she talked until finally, miraculously the class ended. “Class dismissed, file out!” Mizz Hawkthorne said. They did as she said. Elizabeth spotted Emma and Andrew talking. “I think they’re boyfriend and girlfriend now.” Emilia said, coming up behind her. “Yeah….they’re even holding hands!” Olivia said. Eric walked past them. “Hi Elizabeth!” He called. She waved. He kept walking but he was still facing her so he ran into a house. *thud* “Ow!”
Back at the mayor manor, the young, irresponsible, and lazy teenagers that were the mayors were still scheming. “She has to love me!” Michael said. “Maybe she does…she’s just been bewitched or something!” Suggested Mickie. “That’s it! She DOES love me she just has been bewitched by…by…uh…by…um…….ah yes! Her father!” Michael said. “And Andrew.” Mike added. “I’m gonna go and straighten mr. Peterson out! He has no right to keep my love away from me!” Michael said. Then he marched off to the Peterson’s house. He rang the doorbell several times to make himself noticeable. “The more the merrier. Plus more people needed to see “Mr. Peterson” reach his downfall.” Thought Michael. The door opened and Aragorn excited with a annoyed look on his face. He’d just been about to head to work when Michael had come. (Aragorn’s shifts varied from time to time at his job) Hanging around Aragorn’s neck was his medallion. It too had markings just like the others. A dull black glow shone from them.(the markings on his medallion) The chain that looped around Aragorn’s neck that held the medallion bore deep into his skin. There were marks where the chain had sat. Obviously Aragorn had had this medallion for a LONG time. “What do YOU want?” Aragorn asked, not even bothering to acknowledge that Michael was a mayor. Michael gritted his teeth. How dare this man not respect him?! He was a mayor for goodness sake! “Show some respect will you? I’m a mayor you know!”Michael exclaimed. Aragorn gave him a almost pitying look. “Yeah…well Mr. MAYOR, what do you want from little old me?” Aragorn asked sarcastically. Why didn’t this man take him seriously?! He would soon. “I have come to ask…no DEMAND that you stop this funny business and let your daughter date ME. You’ve been threatening her to stay away from me, her true love.” Michael said. Aragorn raised his eyebrow. “I don’t force my opinions on my children and if Emma says she won’t date you it’s because she doesn’t like you.” Aragorn replied calmly. “That can’t be right!” Michael exclaimed. Aragorn took a deep breath and clenched his fists tight then set his jaw. “Let me be blunt with you, Emma despises you and wants NOTHING to do with you. I do not set my opinions on my children BUT if YOU come anywhere near MY daughter it WILL not end well.” Aragorn said. Michael scoffed. “I’m the mayor you can’t hurt me.” Aragorn’s medallion for a second glowed brighter. Michael saw something move behind him out of the corner of his eye. He spun around but saw nothing but his shadow. He dismissed it and turned back to Aragorn. “Please leave.” Aragorn said. Michael huffed then strutted off. He watched Aragorn head off to work. For some reason Aragorn looked different than other people. What was it? Then Michael realized it. Aragorn Peterson didn’t have a shadow.
Next one coming soon! I’ll also be doing a early valentine special soon, in TTDOT. Cya!
-SunnyFox57.
I have a lvl 230 Castoroides called Wood machine. I initially thought I would only use her to get wood so I named her that. I latter found out that she was an excellent swimmer and can act as a semi aquatic mount. I didn’t have an aquatic mount so I explored the ocean with it. She could easily kill a megalodon or a pack of mantas. On my third ocean voyage with her I was killing a megalodon when a Cnidaria (jelllyfish) stunned her and forced me to dismount. I killed the Cnidaria and some Carnbonemys finished off the megalodon but Wood Machine was nowhere to be found. I whistled follow but no creature heard my whistle. I expanded my search area but still couldn’t find her. I was beginning to think that she died and I missed the death message. As I further expanded my search area I saw a few Cnidaria by the beach, so I killed them for revenge. After harvesting their bio toxin I looked up and saw a Castoroides with a saddle chilling in the middle of the ocean. It was wood machine! Turns out if you dismount a Castoroides underwater it will surface by swimming up along a straight line, and since I was kicked off fairly deep underwater she swam very far before surfacing. I would later run the lower south cave multiple times with her. My most recent mission with her is taming a basilosaurus, which is completely immune to the stun attack of Cnidaria. Time to massacre those stupid Cnidaria.
[The Great Dam] Chapter One “I, as survivor of this strange world, admire these hardworking creatures. Though the Castoroides is basically a beaver, it’s quite different too. Today I discovered one of the brown variation with my otter, Bear, I decided to attempt to tame it..” Part 2 will be out if this gets at least 10 likes!
Under the waves: chapter 6
Pearl rested on the sea floor, before inspecting trench’s injury. It was still oozing a strange blue liquid, which she assumed was the tranquilizer. Trench was awake now, but he could hardly move without exhausting himself. After a time, she helped trench to the surface to breath. She saw the human rafts everywhere, the humans on top frantically moving about as if they could keel over dead at any time. She kept swimming on the surface, keeping a snow pace as she didn’t want to exhaust herself and trench by going faster. Plus, she should save her energy for when they need to escape. At about mid-day, trench was able to swim on his own again, although he was still pretty tired. Then she saw it. A large island, poking out of the water like I giant stadium with a rioting jungle on top, and steep cliffs surrounding it on all sides. The sanctuary, where she would be safe and maybe even see her family again, if they were still alive. She flinched away from the thought that her mother and sister didn’t survive the attack on their old home, a giant coral reef. As she got closer, she just realized the size of the island. Trench stopped dead in his tracks, mouth slightly open as he gaped at the giant island. “Woah.” He breathed. Pearl smiled. “Just wait till you see it on the inside, if the stories are true.” Her smile quickly turned into a frown when she saw the rafts clustered around the base of the island. “Looks like we’ve got trouble. Get ready to tip the rafts.” Pearl instructed trench. So they submerged and got closer. Not too many rafts this time, only three. She put on a burst of speed, launching the raft she was under into the air. The raft landed on another raft, which sunk it, as trench tore the last raft apart. Snacking on the humans from the successful hunt, pearl led the way to the entrance. A large bed of seaweed. She swam right through it and into the tunnel concealed behind it, stopping at one of the breathing holes with trench. When she emerged, soft green light covered everything. But it was eerily quiet. She looked around, at the red pebbles on the shore and for any other sign of life. She inhaled deeply, and recoiled. The stench of blood was all she could smell. She beached herself at the red pebble shore, before jumping by back into the water. The pebbles were covered in blood, not naturally red. Trench inhaled sharply, and pearl followed his gaze toward a large cave. She approached it cautiously, and peered inside. She knew it even before she saw it, the reek of blood and fear, the blood coating the shore. But seeing the corpses inside was so, so much worse.
-Rune
Hope you enjoyed! Hehe, I like cliff hangers :)