Btw, Red tail/Starry sky… we know ur the same person(either that or it’s two people posting on the same phone….) If you are just one person pls stop calling us diapers. Literally i try too take a shower every day!(i Try too) I smell nothing like a diaper! Nobody here deserves this pls stop. I hope you can pls stop being mean too SunnyFox57! Pls….

Yours Truly,

MrGhostGamer

To A Red Tail and Starry Sky, the creator of Dododex has given us the right to write fan fiction in the story section. It states when in the process of writing that you can write both fan fiction and true stories in the story section. Unless that changes, we are allowed to write our fan fiction. It’s been going on for a long time now so I don’t think it’s going away anytime soon. Please don’t call anyone bad names, no one should be calling anyone names unless it’s their name they go by.

Также мы видим, что вы и красный хвост, и звездное небо. Если вы пытаетесь притвориться разными людьми, это звучит так, как будто все больше людей раздражены этим. Это не работает.

I’m not here to fight or argue about this. I’m here to clarify what is allowed.

Until next time!!

-PrimalApex:)

Red tail/Starry sky, we have permission from Dan the developer to write stories and fan fiction. Why else do u think it says “post stories or fan fiction”? Also I’m sorry if I seem rude I’m not trying to be but I would appreciate if u didn’t insult FanFictioners. If you have a problem with people writing on Dododex tell the developer. People like writing stories and we won’t stop doing what we like. I’m not trying to be rude but it’s the truth. Deal with it. #FF4L. ✌️

-An offended SunnyFox57.

Bruh the whole reason that people love Dododex is bc they like to write and read stories. If u have a problem with that then don’t complain on Dododex. Nobody wants to hear it.

The tale of the shadow phoenixes

Chapter thirteen.

Tom gave James a “I told you so” look. James rolled his eyes. “Who are you playing chess with?” Leah asked James. “Himself.” Tom muttered. James sighed. “Oh brother.” James said. Cole surveyed all the instruments around. “Hey you know what we should do? We should start a band and Arianna and Leah can be the technical team if they don’t want to sing.” Cole said. James leapt to his feet. “Great idea!” Tom shrugged. “I mean…if you want to.” Tom said. “James can play the guitar, Tom can play the drums, and I’ll play the electric piano!” Cole said. The girls reluctantly agreed to be the technical team. And so the boys set off tuning their instruments while the girls set up the “stage”. Finally they were ready. “So…what are we gonna sing? If we’re a band we have to sing.” Tom said. “Hmm…what about “Turn The Music Up”?” James suggested. They got into their places and James began with the guitar. “Red Bull in my hands, feels like I got wings. Lotta people in my face but I can’t feel a thing. It’s like my heads up in the clouds and I ain’t coming down, no.” James sang boldly, strumming the electric guitar. “Just turn the music up, just let me get loud. I swear that I will lose it if somebody turns it off. What are you out your mind? You must be put you’re mind. Just then the music up, turn the music up. Turn the music up. Turn the music up. Turn the music up.” Cole sang. “Snap back on my head, I’m so motivated. Like Nikes on my feet, understand the situation. No this is not a game, this is not a game. You ain’t gonna bring me down.” Tom sung. “Yeah I mean what I say, and I say what I mean. You best whip of that hater look before you make me scream…” They continued like this until they finished the song. Arianna and Leah giggled together. “What’s wrong?” Tom asked disgruntled. “Nothing…hold still for a second.” Arianna said, pulling out a hand camera. She snapped a photo of the boys in stage. “There! Now I’ll have that picture forever.” She giggled. James rolled his eyes. “Girls.” He muttered.

Eventually they all headed home except for Arianna (she was finishing putting away the instruments) “Wait… I forgot my chessboard!” James exclaimed. “Irresponsible.” Tom mumbled under his breath. “I’ll go get it!” James said, hurrying off. “Like I said…irresponsible.” Tom said.

-SunnyFox57.

womp womp Starry Sky

ive never seen someone so passionate about reading piss ass stories from their Ark worlds. Yk half of them are made from 10 year olds...

bro just go to youtube or smth. fanfic has been a thing for 4 years here on this platform. its the only reason its even alive.

stop being rude to others for no reason and just deal with the fact the world doesnt revolve around you. no one is going to stop because theres nothing wrong with it.

Go to orc coloring if you’re a hater.

The Obelisk

The Thylacoleos are coming! Few chapters away, don’t worry! Thank you everyone for reading! Please lmk what you think in snail section! I love hearing yur thoughts guys!

-Chapter 34-

Forest snapped up, watching the pale blur speed around them, brandishing the rune like a new toy it’d found.

“HEY! Give that back!” Crimson roared, pouncing forward.

The creature dodged her claws, then haunted to stop and smiled at them. “Aww, and leave out all the fun?” It asked. “Come on, mate, fancy a little keep-away?”

“No!” Crimson snapped.

“What the—guys!” Rust shouted. “That’s a pegomastax!”

Spark gasped, staring at the small dinosaur. “How the heck do we understand it?”

“He probably learned the language so he can taint his enemies,” Crimson spat. “Hand it over, you little piece of prey!”

“Wow, I’m so scared of your endless threats,” the Pego said sarcastically. “You really think you could catch me?”

“I could catch you in two seconds and snap your little neck,” Crimson threatened, stepping forward.

“Try me,” he sneered.

Crimson stared at him, scowling. Her tail twitched back and forth.

“Hmm,” the Pego said, “unsurprising. I guess Kapros are lazier than they look.”

“THATS IT!” Crimson threw herself forward, her talons outstretched, she leapt right towards the pegomastax, who remained still as Rust and Forest jumped forward and held her back.

“Please,” Forest begged, looking at the Pego, “we don’t want to hurt you.”

“I do!” Crimson snarled, struggling.

“That rune is very special to us,” Forest continued, ignoring her. “We found it, so it’s ours.”

“What, this hunk a’ rock?” The pego held out the rune clumsily, acting as if it were tiny insignificant grub in his claws. “I assure you, it’s nothing special. Unless you know how to activate it, it’s completely useless.”

Crimson had given up struggling, and Forest and Rust slowly loosened their grip. An idea hit Forest like a bolt of lightning. “You’re right,” he said slowly.

“What?” Spark and Crimson said at the same time.

“Forest—“ Rust tried.

“No guys he’s right,” Forest repeated, casting them a significant glance. Back ‘em up, guys, he thought at them. “We don’t know how it works. It’s useless.”

Spark slowly nodded, understanding. “Yeah,” she said. “I guess we don’t need it. And he’s not going to give it back anyway. Let’s just leave.”

Crimson bit her lip. “Fine,” she said. “I suppose. Let’s go.”

They turned away, leaving the Pego staring at them, confused. Rust trotted alongside, saying, “too bad that Pego stole it, though. I kinda liked it. But whatever!”

They all walked slowly away, but instead of the Pego reacting the way Forest hoped, he just laughed.

To be continued

-The paw print path-

Chapter five.

Crimson and Rosie ran and ran through the forest heading east not stopping for a break until finally they came to small river. They lapped the water up. Rosie whimpered. “Crimson? Do you think mommy and daddy are ok?” She asked him her little tail between her hind legs. Crimson sighed. “I don’t know.” “We just have to get to the mountain.” He said. Rosie whimpered again then they continued their journey. After a while they stopped to rest for the night. Rosie curled up next to Crimson. Then they slept…

Sniff, sniff. Growl. Crimson awoke to hear sniffs and growls close by. Rosie have a high pitched whine. “What’s that?” She whimpered. Crimson clapped his paw over her snout. “Shh!” Suddenly a pair of yellow eyes appeared close to them in the darkness. Then two more pairs. Rosie screamed through Crimson’s hand. Crimson grabbed Rosie (gingerly) by the scruff of her neck and bolted, the fenrirs hot on their tails. They ran dodging trees and well…the fenrirs. But the fenrirs were larger, stronger, and faster. One ran at Crimson and Rosie from the side. It rammed into Crimson. He dropped Rosie. Crimson was immediately surrounded by two of the fenrirs. “Don’t move!” One growled. “Unless you and you sister want to become like… your parents.” A long whine pierced the air. He looked over at Rosie. A snarling fenrir held her down. “Rosie don’t move!” Crimson yelled. But it was too late. The fenrir salivating hungrily brought its jaw down and bit down on Rosie’s small neck…

Hi it’s Ghost again. The next chapter is in fenrir.

-Ghost.

The Direbear is a large bear

Thus, it cannot fit in a bear trap.

As it is a large bear, it can fit in a large bear trap