PLASTIC BAG: HOW IT ALL BEGAN

Chapter seven

( last chapter on dragon, next chapter on dire wolf 🐺)

With my new friend ( the bola, I mean) I went to re attempt to tame a Dino. I found a chill parasaur eating berries with no care in the world. I genuinely could just walk up to it without the beast running. I made a tiny distance between me and the Dino, then threw the bola and aimed for its ankles.

Perfect shot. As usual. I whipped out my handy club and knocked it out. I then put many different types of berries in its mouth, then waited. It took around the same time as the raptor for it to wake up, but it was worth it. He woke up and greeted me with a gentle rumbling growl. I named him big boy junior, in honor of big boy the dodo.🦤

He was amazing. I soon then equipped him with a saddle ( yes, pre made. I had a plan.) and rode him around my tiny yard. Of course I yelled yeehaw, and swung my bola around pretending to be a cowboy. It was much better, cuz my new tame looked almost like a cow.

The next day I expanded my territory, going from owning 0.02 percent of ARK. to 0.03 percent of ARK. It was glorious. My Dino’s also had much more room to roam and play.