ARK: Survival Evolved Companion
What are some stories about the diplocaulus? Memorable diplocaulus stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
Live Or Die
Chapter 2: Keep Your Friends Close, And Your Knife Closer
After I tied the flimsy plant-based ‘clothes’- even if they were just fibrous messes around my no-touch zone, I took some of those berries again and ahovelled them down my throat. I shovelled some down the Dodo’s mouth- or rather, it almost took my hand off in its feeding frenzy. The lizard didn’t want any, so it went without a snack except that disgusting lump of off meat- but it seemed to enjoy it. We decided to follow the sand tracks, and judging by the footsteps it was 2-3 people. Friends? Enemies? Well, humans. That’d be a start. As we tracked their steps, we saw half-chewed berries and spear-like weapons, and one had a bloody tip. We went further, and saw smoke. my little Dodo ruffled its feathers, and made its way to a nearby rock, where it squarked and panick-strickenly looked at me, back over the rock and almost fainted. The impact of it falling off the rock woke it up again. My dino sniffed the air and flapped its frills- and so I took a peek ober the rock. There was a campfire, and 4 people sat around it, with proper fibre clothing- as in, not my mess by my waist. As the centrepiece was a suspended, roast Dodo on a spit. I found a nearby stick and walked over the rock.
As I walked closer, one of them noticed me- and they picked up one of the sharp spears and pointed it me. Then, a girl picked up a clumsy bow and pointed what looked vagely like an arrow. I knew it wouldn’t fly. The first person, who turned out to be a he, grunted and snarled at me. My dino was keen to fight for that roast, and rushed over the rock to help me. The Dodo followed more out of fear that they might sneak up behind it rather than courage to help me. I didn’t blame it, either. Then a male voice spoke from behind the campfire:
“Hey! Don’t just kill them! Look,” he said, revealing himself- a man in his late 30s with greying hair and cracked glasses. He had a rock to sharpen the sticks, and no other weapon. “They’re a friend, another person- not an animal.” He approached me, and the dino drew back, ready to pounce. The man reached out to shake my hand and I waved the dino down. We shook hands and the Dodo fainted AGAIN, falling onto my foot. I nudged it awake, but it slumped its head on the ground and made a weird, half-asleep squark by breathing in through its beak. I frowned at it and shook the man’s hand. “I’m Harvey.” he said.
“Isiah.” I said, and saw the others ease. My Dodo rolled down the hill next to their campfire, where it woke up, saw the roast, and fainted. I picked it up and sat down with it on my lap where the man offered me, and the dino slowly edged towards the cooked bird. The Dodo dribbled on my bare chest and I sighed grumpily.
-Hope you liked! In Direbear, I’ll keep writing and decide a name for the Dodo. See you there!
Dodo Tales (S2 cha- I mean Ep8)
Rick walked up to a locked door. He kicked it down. "What the hell?!" He said as he inspected the old room. "Wow...this is just...weird" an old crown was on the wall. "I remember when this place was a monarchy" he then found a letter on the ground. It said:
Dear Bob, (a reference for Bob the writer)
I hate to inform you that the king is dead, killed by someone unknown. The prince disappeared soon after, we can't find him anywhere. His best friend said he couldn't have run away, yet here we are. The bottom line is that we can no longer trust our monarchs.
The prince did not run away alone. We assume he left with...followers if you will. We were told he had another friend that disappeared as well. We need to track dow-
That's all Rick could read before being interrupted
"Uncovering old secrets I presume. I'm afraid they are not yours."
Rick's eyes widened
"You must now be silenced. I hope you understand."
Ok, So I’m the person that submitted the name “Dorp”, I’ll tell you a story about my Diplocaulus, Dorp, So I was mating my rexes and raptors and decided I was gonna get more mating partners, so I went to the swamp and looked for sarcos, a Kapros, and Barys, and instead of them I found Dorp, so I knocked him out and tamed him, he was a level 81 after training him, so since I know every carnivore is hostile towards Dorp I level up his health, after that, All, Kapros, Sarcos, And barys in the swamp came swarming around me, so I did what a normal person would do if they found themselves in this situation and killed of with a pump action shotgun, but of course a stupid frog killed Dorp…. 1 up = 1 Friend diplocaulus for Dorp… Ty for reading,
They had been traveling some time.
A day had passed since they found the rune, and Runheimr towered over them, glistening with mossy redwood trees that looked taller than any plant Forest had seen so far.
The sack felt heavy on his shoulder as they climbed down a small slope, clawing carefully acrossed the loose rocks in the ground.
“This is where my journey ends,” Needles said, stepping down the slope. “I wish you the best of luck.”
“You really have to leave?” Rust asked nervously. Forest felt the same—having a giant, age-riddled Velanosaur with them was actually a bit comforting—nothing would dare attack someone so menacing.
“Yes,” Needles said ruefully, nodding his spiky head.
Forest fumbled with the sack to pull it off his shoulder—bit Needles shook his head. “You can keep it. Maybe the scrolls inside will be useful to you. And you need something to hold that rune.”
“So now what?” Spark asked.
“Find your fifth carnivore,” Needles began. “Complete your mission. One of the scrolls has Peeri’s prophecy written out—it will help guide you.”
Forest bristled with excitement. A prophecy! A real prophecy, about them—he couldn’t wait to read it.
Crimson coughed, and they all turned to her. “Erm… good luck to you too, Needles.”
“Apparently we could trust him after all!” Rust exclaimed, elbowing Crimson in the side. “Yeah, good luck on whatever your doing.”
“Goodbye, little heroes.”
As Needles slowly stomped away, the juveniles all glanced at each other.”
“Umm,” Forest stammered— now what…?
“Let’s go!” Rust roared with enthusiasm. He bolted for the Dark, looming Forest that whispered with noise as if filled with secrets. “Woo-hoo! Runheimr, here we come!!”
Filled with excitement from his friends radiant glee, Forest followed. “To the fifth carnivore!”
“Which we have no idea who it will be!” Crimson added, a bit scornfully. She ran after them.
“I always wanted to see this place!” Spark roared, catching up.
As the four carnivores jumped for the forest, they had complete forgotten… that eyes may be watching them.
Watching their every move.
But not here… surely.. where Needles had said it should be safe… right?
I tried to get theese little lizards once and i found one, whwn i wanted to go up close not knowing he will get scared he ran away in to a snake and died then after aboit 3h of trying to find another one i found it being bullied by a snake and he died i was rlly angry later after about 2h i found one that wasent bullied and on a cleae spot so i grabed him with my pteranodon and after 10min when i got to my base i dropped him in a little garden where i keep my little dinos like compys and lystros anyway i think i dropped him in there and he escaped somehow and i found him grabbed (missed) try again (missed) then he took off in to the water and i lost him :(
I once was looking for one and since I don’t have any bases near swamps so I had to go very far away to look for one and a super cool colored diplo appeared it was green and light blue so with my ptera I grabbed it and wanted to go back to my base stopping recharging stamina and grabbing again, when I was almost in my base to tame I was forced to lay somewhere near some rocks and he went running to a rock and disappeared, I never tamed it but I wanted to name it fog
1 up = 1 rip for fog
Once my friend and i where playing and we really wanted to get one of these for black pearls. We finally found one and where rushing to the base to chuck in a “safe” pond near our base. We hadn’t walled of the entire thing yet and it escaped and went to our house where it got killed by our plant species x.
1 up = 1 RIP for diploc
I had one of these named Fish. Me and Fish traveled everywhere together, swimming across the great deep depths of the ocean and collecting resources. I once went into a pretty dangerous area while riding Fish but thankfully got away on little stamina. Once we arrived on land, I was immediately attacked and killed by a high level raptor. Once I respawned, I immediately rushed back to where I died, thinking I had lost my best friend forever. But surprisingly, I found Fish had survived and killed the raptor. Fish had barely any health left but still survived. Me and Fish still explore the great depths today, however now with more caution