I legit randomly hatched twin females while hatching a bunch of eggs in a single player world.
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Once open a time…ah forget it.
So I had a bunch of deinonychus eggs (like 9) I got them all from using a bait technique so I hatched them all
Turns out I suck at being a parent because only 1 survived *-*
I named it snowy and it died to a raptor the next day.
I just got 3 new eggs and I named the babies Denise Deborah And Destiny. They died to a raptor as well. I just got 2 eggs and one had triplets. I lost them all today. I still have 1 egg to hatch.
God I suck at being a parent.
1 up = 1 R.I.P to those who have not made it past childhood T-T
A lonely rock drake walked into The crowd moving to the Abberation Trench on Valgrueo. They arent allowed to come, so he snuck in. The crowd walked and finally came to there. They moved in just as a baby raptor was born. Said raptor loved to adventure, so the little raptor and his siblings from across the map walked to the trench. The other two died fighting a giga (they grew up along the journey) but the little clever female escaped. She walked and saw the trench, and went in. As she was clever, she escape bigger predators. She walked into the mushroom forest and saw a rock drake, a male who looked sad. They talked and apparently the rock drake, named Zoomer, had lost his family before hatching. The humand took him but dropped him whilr they were fighting something. The raptor, named Cinder, told him about how she and her sibs were adventurers, but they died coming here. They became friends, and then mates. Zoomer died fighting off a bunch of karkinos and defending the nest. Cinder escaped with the eggs and made it to the White Cliffs, settling in and hatching the eggs. They turned into deinonychus and lived across the map. The spirits of them lived on and watched as their descendants killed every last survivor venturing in their territory.
-Seasnake
I had managed to snatch an egg that had level 140 parents had was excited to hatch my first Deinonychus and took it back to my house and then put down a bunch of standing torches to warm the egg. I went to drop the egg in the middle of the torches and looked and saw the egg had not been dropped. Then I heard a heart dropping munching sound and realized that I had eaten the egg! Moral of the story: make sure you press Left trigger and not Right trigger on console when dropping eggs you plan to hatch!
I had one his name was fluffy.
Fluffy had a wife and two sons and one daughter.
Fluffy kids grew up and had children.
Fluffy's wife dies while protecting 50 lystrosaurus' from a Dodo boss (modded ark)
Fluffy dies from stubbing his toe on an Achatina
Chris is sad Fluffy died.
-CoolDinoBlack
The tale of the shadow phoenixes
Chapter three.
They went a little bit into the forest to play hide and seek. Leah volunteered to count. She covered her eyes and began to count to one hundred. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve….” Leah counted on while the others hid. Arianna hid in a bush, Cole hid behind a large tree, Tom hid behind a bush, and James….climbed into a tree and hid up there. “….ninety seven, ninety eight, ninety nine, and one hundred! Ready or not here I come!” Leah yelled. She began looking around till she came to the bush Tom was hiding behind. “Hmm…who could this be?” She said slyly. “Tom! You can come out! I see you!” Leah said. Tom came out. He turned very red. “Was i the first one found?” Tom asked. Leah nodded. Tom sighed. “Don’t worry, you can help me find everyone else.” Tom’s face brightened. They began searching again and in a few minutes they found Arianna then Cole. “Now there is only James left.” Leah said. “Ok guys let’s spread out!” Cole said. They all went in different directions and began searching for James. Eventually they all gathered together underneath a tall oak tree. “I can’t find him.” Tom said. “Me either.” Cole said. Everyone nodded their agreement. “Then there’s only one thing to do.” Leah said. “James you won! Everyone has been found and we can’t find you!” Leah yelled, her voice echoing through the forest. No answer came back. “Why isn’t he answering?” Arianna asked. Suddenly a pine cone “fell” and bonked Arianna on the head. “Ow!” She cried out. Arianna rubbed her head. “Ugh a pine cone.” Another hit her on the head again. Then another hit Cole. Another hit Leah, then Tom. “There’s no way those pine cones are hitting our heads without missing.” Tom said. They all looked up to see James perched in the top of the oak tree, grinning. “Come down!” Leah called up to him. James carefully slid down the tree. “You could have been hurt!” Arianna exclaimed. James scoffed. “Yeah right, stop acting like my mother.” James said. Arianna huffed. “I think we should probably head home now.” Tom said. And so they went home, agreeing to meet again the next day.
-SunnyFox57.
Tribe of Shadows: Alternate Timeline
Chapter IV: Bounty Hunting 101
Quint leaned against an empty note board and rose his eyebrow at Dilath. ‘Took you long enough, kid.’ The man said, a faint smile on his face. Dilath grinned. ‘Nice to see you, brother.’ The hunter replied. ‘So, how’d you get away from the Imps? I didn’t see you in the Yurkhall.’ Quint asked. Dilath retold his tale of the last few days, and Quint nodded. ‘And speaking of getting away from those idiots, how’d you escape?’ Dilath himself asked. ‘Well, I swiped a sword from one of their guards, killed him, and jumped out the window. Swam for a few minutes until they lost track of me, and ended up near the Redwoods. I got here yesterday. Thought you were dead, Dilath.’ Quint replied. ‘Then, I did that bounty, and got this Rex-scale armor.’ Quint continued, pulling away a part of his cloak to reveal a gray Rex-scale cuirass. ‘Anyways, I assume you came here for the bounties, and to destroy the Imperials, as well?’ Quint concluded. Dilath nodded. ‘Well, you’re gonna need better arms and armor. You’re more of a ranged fighter, so a longbow and obsidian arrows would work. And a short-sword or something.’ Quint muttered, scrawling the words down on a piece of parchment. ‘And maybe some hardened leather armor? Definitely gotta get steel for your thylacoleo, though.’ The bounty hunter said, writing down the last of his list. ‘Quint?’ Dilath said. ‘What happened to Joe and the others?’ Quint turned to him. ‘Joe was the first guard to fall. A couple of our guards escaped, though. Killed a good few of Imps, too. Most of ‘em are here with us, continuing their jobs as guards. Some hired themselves out as mercenaries.’ Quint replied, his smile fading at the mention of Joseph. ‘I killed the raider commander.’ Dilath replied, drawing his dagger. Quint’s grin returned, a savage satisfaction in his eyes. ‘Good.’ The former Head of Guard replied, drawing his own sword. ‘The Imperials shall fall!’ The crowd around them cried, most of them drawing swords and axes, though one person raised their fork in the air.
‘I have enough gold to buy the armor and weapons, but you’re on your own with the thyla’s armor. Sorry, kid.’ Quint said, sheathing his blade. ‘Meh. The guards said I’d probably get enough money to rent a room in the inn. Could probably get armor for Jumper, too.’ Dilath said, indicating the silent thylacoleo next to him. Jumper chose that moment to yawn loudly and climb up the walls of a warehouse nearby. ‘It’s gonna take a long time to get him down.’ Dilath said, speaking from experience. ‘I’d guess that. Now, shall we go get your arms and armor?’ Quint replied, waving his arm at the weapon store literally just across from them. ‘Thank you, Captain Obvious.’ Dilath said with a snort. The bounty hunter indicated the sword at his side. ‘You want this sword up your nasal cavity? Then shut it.’ Quint said, dark gray eyes showing his words were a joke. ‘Tell the Federation Commander that you killed the captain of those Imperials. I’ll get the armor for you and your thylacoleo.’ (Sooner or later, I’ll make another Alternate Timeline where Dilath joins the Imperials). After around thirty minutes, Dilath returned with a large-ish bag of eight hundred Gold Tycroni, the currency of Valenfell, hidden under his cloak. (Roughly equivalent to around 6000 dollars). Dilath kept his dagger, but had managed to buy a two quivers of twenty-four obsidian arrows, a recurve bow, and a durable steel sword. Quint walked by shortly after, carrying a backpack with Dilath’s armor, a set made of durable, yet flexible and lightweight, spinosaurus scales. ‘Thanks, Quint.’ Dilath said while strapping one of the two quivers he had bought on his back. The dagger was still sheathed on Dilath’s chest, and the sword hung at his side, as with Quint. The former Reagath guard snickered. ‘I knew you were more of a long-range guy!’ Dilath rolled his eyes. ‘I do both, you old man.’ the hunter said, jokingly punching Quint on the shoulder. ‘Oh, I’M old? You’re the one with the gray-lookin’ hair!’ Quint retaliated. ‘Alright. I’mma get a room at the inn, you go back to whatever hole you crawled out of.’ Dilath said with a slightly mocking look of superiority that Quint would’ve given him before the raid. The bounty hunter snorted and walked away with what little dignity he had left, while Dilath stepped inside the inn, tossed a few coins on the counter, and walked into one of the empty rooms.
Jumper sat outside in a stable designed for thylacoleos; three large trees connected by branches, still keeping watch.
-Ranger
Tribe of Shadows: Alternate Timeline
Journey to the Northlands: Part Two
Day Six
Sixty-Seven Miles North East of the Ruins of Reagath
It was the dead of night. The wind howled like a rabid wolf as a lone rider mounted on his Thylacoleo, Jumper, traveled across a faded path while snow fell all around him.
Dilath gave a sigh of relief as he saw the bonfire that burned in Valenfell. He was bitterly cold, and hadn’t eaten in almost two days. Turns out that Jumper needed to eat a lot more than he did, and his rations had run out quickly. Dilath had caught a few stringy ovis, but he had given them to Jumper as to keep him going.
‘Sorry, boy. We’ll get you better food at the town, alright?’ Dilath said to his mount, as had become his custom on the long journey. The thylacleo perked his ears in response, a gesture that Dilath translated as “That’s fine. But first, I need to find a tree to sleep in.” The young hunter snorted, patting the thyla’s neck. ‘Alright, Jumper. We’ll stop for the night.’ Dilath muttered, veering a bit off the road towards the woods. Jumper climbed up a pine tree, keeping watch while Dilath set up his camp. There were two pieces of jerky left from his pack, and Dilath ate them. ‘Two more miles to go, boy.’ The hunter said to Jumper. The tree-lion seemingly nodded and stretched himself out on a branch to sleep. Dilath quickly set up his tent and made a small campfire to warm it, yawning as he did so. Dilath slept fitfully, the cold wind piercing through his tent and constantly waking him up. So, Dilath slithered out of his tent, watching the sun rise. The tundra was unforgiving, the hunter had learned, but had a strange beauty to it in moments of peace like this.
Dilath relit the campfire, warming by it for Jumper to return from his morning hunting trip.
Not long after, Dilath saw Jumper padding back to camp, carrying a surprisingly large ovis in his jaws. ‘Thanks, Jumper.’ Dilath said, scratching the thyla behind the ears. The hunter grabbed the axe from his pack and gutted, skinned, and split the ovis in pieces, quickly cooking it as he had learned earlier that, apparently, thylacleo preferred cooked meat. Dilath kept a goat leg for himself to eat, giving the rest to Jumper. The tree-lion, again, seemed to nod in thanks before dragging the dead goat up the tree to eat. (So, basically, the actual thyla acted roughly similar to a jaguar with its prey, dragging it up with it into trees to stop other predators or scavengers from getting it. Just a bit of IRL lore I found on Wikipedia). After eating quickly, Dilath packed up his tent and folded the cloth that made it up, placed it in Jumper’s saddlebag, and slung his pack back over his shoulder. ‘Let’s get going, Jumper. Only two more miles.’
That time passed by like a blur, and within barely forty minutes, Dilath and his tree-lion reached the gates of Valenfell. Two guards, mounted on yutyrannus, looked down at Dilath. ‘I mean no harm. I’m a hunter from down south, Reagath. It got hit by the Imperials a few days back, and I escaped ‘cause I was out hunting and they didn’t notice me. I killed their commander the day after, a man in a skull helmet that carried a bronze pike.’ Dilath said. The guards nodded. ‘Go on through. We are part of the Federation, the anti-Imperial alliance, so we bid you safe passage through the Northlands, huntsman. And you killed an important commander of the Imperials. That’ll certainly get you enough gold to rent a room in the inn for a week or two, and get some food for you and your thylacleo. Just tell the General.’ The guard on the right told him, swinging down from his saddle and unlocking the gate.’ ‘Thank you, sirs.’ Dilath replied. Let me guess, you’re here for the bounty?’ The left guard asked, and Dilath nodded. ‘Well, sorry to say, but that was dealt with by a man named Quint who passed by a day ago. He said he was looking for a man named Dilath.’ The young hunter’s eyes widened. ‘Quint’s here?’ He said, a surprised grin on his face. ‘Alright. So, I take it you’re Dilath.’ The guard on the right said. ‘Yeah. I’m going head to the inn, feed my Thyla, and find Quint. You know where he is?’ Dilath asked. ‘Should be at the bounty board in the center of the market. Can’t miss it.’ the guard said, nodding down the main road of Valenfell. ‘Thanks again. I’ll be heading in now.’ Dilath said, quickly walking in. Jumper silently padded next to him, but that was relatively normal in this city. Dilath heard snippets of conversations ‘…least he didn’t bring a rex. That would’ve been…’ and ‘…never seen a thyla this far north.’ Amid talk of fear about the Imperials full-on sieging them and ‘What’s that big cat thing?’ from a young child to their mother. Clearly, people weren’t as comfortable as they seemed. After a good five minutes of walking, Dilath reached the market, where a dark-skinned man with military-cut hair and a sword hanging at his side leaned against a currently empty note board. And I’m out of space.