Person who’s writing the new story, PLEASE move it elsewhere. I’m using this section for my story, and if we both write stories in the same place, it’ll get cluttered and it’ll be rlly annoying. Just look at quetzal
As it turned out, they were stupid enough to mangle with the Blue Fists. On the edge of the blue zone appeared an army of strange dragons and massive snakes. The fists had arrived.
“BY ALL THE REAPERS.” Sean yelled. “YOU LED THE ENTIRE BLUE FISTS TO MY BASE?!”
“It wasn’t us.” Jenny said apprehensively. “We didn’t do anything to them.”
A cloaked man, presumably the tribe leader stepped to the front of the army. He removed his hood.
And there, staring at them with his corrupted eyes, was none other than Haphis.
“That’s them.” Haphis said to himself. “The ones who ruin everything for me.”
“Then we’ll kill them.” Rockwell hissed. “I was so excited to meet another man like me. Laced with the same element blood. With the same dreadful ambition in his mind.”
“They’re good at escaping me.” Haphis growled. “But they won’t escape this time.”
“COMMENCE THE ATTACK!” Haphis roared. “TODAY, THE BLUE FISTS RULE THE CAVERNS!”
“You people led me into a death trap.” Sean snarled.
“That wasn’t us, that was Haphis. He’s out to kill us.”
“Have I ever told you about a guy who was out to kill me? His name was the Grandmaster.”
“Flashy name.” Kai remarked, “what happened with him.”
“I happened.” Sean smiled. “Stabbed him through his Tek armor.”
“So, we’re going to stab the Blue Fists?” Jenny asked skeptically.
“Maybe not stab them.” Sean said. “But defeat them nonetheless.
Tek saddled rockdrakes flew up to attack the base, but turrets easily shot them down.
“Come to the back room with me.” Sean opened a door and led them into a small room. “Each of you take a tek suit, a glider, and a Tek rifle. I’ve been here long enough that I’ve got some pretty good things.”
They donned the Tek armor and gliders and prepared to jump into the fight of their life.
She hatched! She squeaked but she was crazy! She had blood red feathers and a black under belly and black was on the tip of every blood red feather. Her mother screamed in terror of her colors. A mother came in to help her. The other mother said "Whats wrong mai? Did somethi- What are those blood horrifying colors!? We are supposed to be beautiful not scary!" They brought her to the queen. The queen said "How in the world is this horrifying child yours mai you have pretty purple and light blue with a tint of light green feathers!" Mai said " I don't know how she is mine! What shall we do queen?" The queen says " get her away from here leave her in the middle of the tribes a tribe will kill her and that......ugly thing will be gone" Mai and fall said "yes my queen" they left her in the middle of the tribes where no tribe rules they leave things that they don't need.
Four ravagers and three kapros tumbled off the cliff, bouncing on mushroom trees as they raced around the rivers and the forest. You’d probably presume that they were happy, but Kai and the others, who happened to be the riders of the ravagers, were screaming.
“IS THAT SPINO STILL FOLLOWING US?!”
They almost skidded off the edge of the blue biome. Down there was the no-go zone. They headed down there at one point, and got dive bombed by these weird things that had the face of a Tuso but the body of a bat. It wasn’t a good place, they weren’t going there.
Sean snooped around the newbie’s base. Looked pretty casual. These people obviously didn’t know that a stray earthquake could destroy it all. He whistled, and Weaver came out of the ground in all his glory Sean hopped on the reaper and proceeded to destroy the base. Removal was necessary. Those poor people could build another base. This island was sanctioned for the Blue Fist tribe. Sean didn’t feel much regret, even though he was destroying someone’s base with a reaper.
Note- This story directly follows the events of Twisted Sands. This is what happens when they land in Aberration.
Jenny opened her eyes, expecting to see a hot desert and maybe a mantis. Unfortunately, that’s not what she saw. They were in a massive cave like on the island, except much, much bigger. They lay on a massive structure. It was old and rusty, but it hummed with the soft pulse that Jenny recognized as element. She saw towering mushroom trees, and a lake off in the distance. Almost everything was green. Was this a fertile cave hidden under the desert?
It couldn’t be. Creatures that you’d never see in caves, like Carnos and Doedics trotted around them. They were all glowing.
There were other things too. Things that Jenny didn’t recognize. She saw a Direwolf pack, except they had longer claws. Longer ears. And no hair. Off in the distance, she saw a giant insect with massive claws-a crab maybe? And only a few feet away was a mound of dirt. A three-pronged play swayed lethargically in the soft breeze.
“Where are we?” Chiron asked. The others had woken up. Haphis was nowhere in sight. Had they finally gotten rid of him?
The dark toxin wound through the man’s veins. Corrupted blood spilled from his chest where the Ravager had hit him. Strapped to his back were two swords made out of Deathworm horns, infused with the corruption that fed him. The corruption was him.
He was Haphis.
Arguably, the best thing about landing on this broken neverland was the new voice in his head. Someone just like him. Someone who knew what he needed. What he wanted.
Someone who shared his thirst for power. The voice spoke in a cracked British accent. Poking through was the corruption, adding a second layer to his voice.
“You’ll be better soon.” Rockwell said, that voice in his mind. “Then we can finally defeat them. Then we can win.”
The little wood hut on the island was populated, Sean noticed. People! Four humans and three creatures he hadn’t seen since his days on Valguero. Kapros.
Well, your idea moving to another site could work Snek, there is an Ark Fanon Wiki where people can post ideas for DLCs, Creatures, and write fanfics. But I tried making a page and it was a hit of a nightmare, way harder than writing.
Jerry's ears still were ringing from the echoing shrieks. Horrible cries of pain.
The daeodons, the screams, the arrows.
Jerry almost fell unconscious, but something changed. Were the arrows aiming for the pigs or him? Then he knew. "Ares!" He yelled. He was being rescued! The pigs ran off with the corpses of the fallen, each daeodon bearing an arrow or two. Jerry's friend peeked out over the ledge and threw down a rope.
"How long have you been here?" Jerry asked.
"Just shup up and climb." Ares snapped back.
"What's wrong? You seem a little angrier than usual" Jerry yelled.
"Seriously! Shup up! You'll attract them"
"Don't you know? There are horrible monsters around here."
"Like what? The giant worms?"
Something stirred below Jerry.
"Yeah, sure, just don't look down!"
The creature stood up, glancing at Jerry.
Jerry looked down and screamed.
"What is that thing?!? Pull me up! Pull me up!" Jerry yelled, his eyes wide.
"A rock golem. It shouldn't be a problem unless it throws a-"
The colossal stone beast secured its hands around a massive boulder.
"I'M SCREWED!" jerry screamed
Ares started laughing.
"What's so funny about this?!?" Jerry yelled.
Ares kept laughing.
"STOP LAUGHING, JUST PULL ME UP!" jerry yelled.
The rock golem threw the boulder, but missed, as if on purpose.
"It's tamed you idiot." Ares said, still chuckling.
"No, it's his" Ares said, pointing down.
Jerry made out a figure, dressed in light brown, with a slightly darker fedora.
"Don't warry' kid, you're be fine" the figure said in an Australian accent.
"My names Henry, late 20th century explorer I believe."
"Uh, my names-"
"Jerry. I know all about you." He said, smiling...
Hey Mr. Hater, maybe think about the fact that some of us (including me) are kids and we don’t have the ability to make a freaking show. Also, we’re doing stuff with our lives stupid, we like ark so we want to write about it. If you want tips, go to utility or something.
Swamp Guy. I’ve had enough haters where I’m writing stories. Shut up if you don’t like it.
Same swamp, I’m a kid as well and there’s probably no way I’ll ever even publish a book, let alone make a Show! Unless I record life with my parents and one husky, that could be made into a dumb comedy lol.
Wait I'm actually thinking of an idea. We're practically taking over the dododex stories, what if we went to another site? I know a lot of you cant get discord, but what about another thing? We can talk on dex, but we can write somewhere else? Just an idea