Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
Stories Tips
What are some stories about the compy? Memorable compy stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
This is my story of betrayal:when I first started learning how to play, a little gang of these dudes followed me, I thought we were friends :,). Absolutely not, these little guys tried to end me 20 minutes later (mostly since they lost me a bunch of times) I thought they were my friends :(, they should audition for the fake friend role in a Disney movie.
That's actually not true. When/if you do crossovers, you can find papers about the strange dragon-wyverns after your characters have met eachother, and then they walk out of somewhere. They can't understand you, you can't understand them. BAM I created a story in two minutes of thinking and writing at the same time.
-TCLP-DFP(YES I started Dark Fate in Deininychus section)
Curiosity Killed The Compy
(Chapter 1)
I’m not too sure where to start, so I’ll start here. My name is Timmy, and I will dominate over your little toe.
Haha! Well, me and the Boys hang about Dodo bay, a little beach on the larger of twin islands between the green floaty thing and the blue floaty thing. The Dodos here are chill, the Dilos can’t get to us here cause of the ‘Great Saviour’ in the eyes of the Dodos. He keeps this beach clean and safe, and his reward is to take the free eggs we give him. Anyway, Dodo Bay is where we hang out but not where the others are or where we eat. So, being hungry we headed off towards the others.
“ Hey, Timmy!” Martyn bellowed at me.
“What’s up?” I replied, turning round and plodding over to him. He had a device under foot.
“Look what I found,” he said, nodding at the strange machine. As I examined it, I realised that it came from the Dodo’s idol. It looked like a set of teeth that were opened wide, and ready to snap shut. We were going to call the others over, but a seagull lurched down, ready to grab us, and as we feared for the worst those teeth clamped shut around it. The seagull flailed and flailed, but it was no use. It was wounded. We stepped closer, our jaws opened wider and we clambered up round it and tore through its neck. It was dead, and we had a feast before us. Martyn and I tucked in as the others got there and finished it off.
The next day was peaceful, except for the distant eerie screech of a Pego. It had gotten to midday and we decided to visit the hero’s house. They had enormous sleeping pigs outside their cave which they constructed themselves, and the pigs didn’t mind us. We looked around, and sure enough, there he was in some bushes tending to his crops. We grew closer and closer until he had seen us, then we grabbed a berry and ran off. He chuckled, so we came back. But, just as we did, there was a roar. A cloud of smoke, as black as night and as thick as soot erupted before us. A pack of crocodiles leapt towards us from the smoke, but the pigs knocked some out of the air and a dragon, black as night with red wingtips crimson as the blood of our prey erupted from behind us and grabbed one of the riders, then tossed him in the air and ripped him in two with the behemoth’s skull-shattering bite. We ran for cover. *BANG* *BANG* and one of the attackers fell dead. We ran towards the hero, confident he could save us but as we did a crocodile lunged towards him only to grab me instead. They broke off and took me with them, as I cried out for help.
Hope you enjoyed! I feel like these guys deserve a little love, so am gonna write some tales of them =)
-Nightfall
“A song of compys and gigas. Chapter 29”
Bob is restless. For the past few days the southern front has been a mishmash of battles and arguments between confederate command and banes legion about the aftermath of the war and bob is stuck as the one in the middle. Not to mention that the eastern armies are slowing their advance as INVs quetzal fleet launched dodo bombing raids on confederate fortifications. Bob then is greeted surprisingly by general king. “Howdy. I see things are well. Stressful?” King says as he looks at the mess on bobs desk. Bob gives a slight nod. “How about this. Charlotte has been releved of duty due to a small case of swamp fever. Nothing too bad but she has been asking for you. What if for a few days we trade positions. I’ll organize this up and you take a little break. My troops know what to do.” Bob look up from his desktop. “I don’t personally see why not. Run it by command though. I don’t want problems to come up.” “Very well then” says king as he leaves.
The compy: compy says: Can I be your friend? Guy says: Yes. Get on my shoulder. Compy says: Ok. Guy says: Right or left. Compy says: Left. Guy says: Good, climb up. Compy says: I’m climbing up when you close your eyes. Guy says: Ok, they’re closed. The compy tricks the person and eats him. Guy says: OW!!!!! He yells
The Lost Stories (Chapter 5, The fight, part 2)
When we crouched behind the rock there were gunshots richoting off the stone, and I grabbed Alex’s arm where the implant used to be. I don’t know how I knew how to do it, but I when I tapped the hollow a small Tek screen popped up, and I started pressing things. “What are you doing?” She asked. “Sending you to the others.” At her questioning look I said, “In the new simulation, I’m sending there. I will not let anyone used to get to my head.” I said fiercely. I heard advancing footsteps, and then Alexandra was teleported to the genesis simulation. I grab my knife as a hand clamps around my throat and a needle injects something into me. My limbs go numb as blackness closes in on me and as I thought this is a stupid way to die. Rebelliously, I said back, at least it doesn’t hurt. But you always have to wake up eventually. I woke up in a small metal room with 1 way glass on all sides. I was always a alert waker, ready to stab someone in my wake if necessary. Just kidding. Well, mostly. As I got up my hearing started to register sounds around me. Muffled talking, the scraping of writing, the sound of a motors. I had everything except my weapons. I paced with a silent tread across the small 1 by 1 room. There was no door, just a small feeling of emptiness as if I were hanging. A dark green gas entered the room and a sudden feeling of pain racked me, like the reeling when you get shot in a cut by a poison Wyvern. I didn’t react though, didn’t give whoever was outside the satisfaction. Then the green gas got replaced by a light blue gas, and a strange feeling of calm and emptiness filled me. I still gave no reaction throughout the day as several other gasses were tried. The one at the end, though, was the worst. It was a turquoise color, and the same feeling of pain went though me, and a feeling of wanted to except it, let it happen, to sit down and rest. A thorny feeling also fell deep into my cuts, and made it feel like thorns were digging into my skin. That gas stayed in for what felt like several hours, until a light green mist replaced it. This felt good, and felt like it was soothing my skin, but the more I breathed, the more sleepy I felt. It must’ve been a distraction, because then my arms are grabbed and put behind me and I’m pulled out of a side of the metal. I saw 2 other empty metal things, and 3 occupied. One had someone who had an eerie ever changing glow to their skin. Another had a lava-ish glow to their skin. The last one had the wings of a Wyvern, much like the ones on the Crystal queen, and was pacing around. Her eyes followed my movements and I understood that mine was the only one that was 1 sided. I was pushed suddenly outside and into another room where there was a rock drake in the corner, and the same glass metal thing was there, except it was tinted heavily, not blocked completely. I saw that it looked aggressive, and thought, oh well, it’s worth a shot. I approached it slowly with a hands out to show I didn’t have anything to attack. It looked very abused, poor thing. It watched as I inched closer, and growled softly as I extended a hand toward him. I gently set my hand on his snout and I felt the muscled tense, then relax. It leaned into my hand and and feathers on its head relaxed as well. “You will fight it!” A rough and angry voice shouted at me from somewhere above. Anger surged though me. You do not treat animals like this, especially innocent animals that trusted you. I breathed deeply and let the tide surge though me. I felt a chill that you get after diving into the ocean, and smelled the same salty air, the same cawing of seagulls. I had a sudden memory of someone with electric blue eyes, curly blond hair, and a grinning face on a beach next to me with a German shepherd. I felt a deep sisterly love to each, and I was brought back to reality. The tide surged though me again, and I loved the thrill of the ocean, normal life that I could’ve had as a marine biologist. I let the feeling take over as I punched and shattered the metal beside me.
-Inferi
I hoped you liked it! I also just realized that and Inferi is a corpse reanimated by a dark wizard in Harry Potter. I definitely didn’t mean for my name to be like that lol