My Gassbags, Mr. Wiggles, died today. I was attempting to tame a direwolf, and fell. In panic, I whisled Mr. Wiggles down to me while I was getting eaten, hoping to get on. But I died before I got to Mr. Wiggles. Keep in mind mr wiggles was at like 600-800 health. I ran to my sister's room seeking help because she was on another server, and she wasn't there. I frantically ran back to my room and died twice before finally reaching Mr. Wiggles. He was at 50 health. I frantically tried jumping away, but I was already pinned against a small dent in a cliff. I then tried to blow the wolf away but couldn't. I loved Mr. Wiggles so much, and days before spent nearly 7-12 hrs trying to find him after I lost him in a very laggy sanctuary in extinction. My sister said, it's okay, we can tame a new one, you don't have to find him. But I said "No! Mr. Wiggles is family! And no family left behind!". The night before he died I said to my sister, "I love Mr. Wiggles so much! He's very cute as well. I'd sacrifice all to save him!". Then just 10 minutes before his death I came into my sister's room and said that gassbags are really growing on me. I will never ever forget Mr. Wiggles.
A beam of light danced in Forests eyes as he awoke. The trapdoor was opening. Every morning, that was a sign of the first light.
The others were already awake, except for Nyx, who was curled up in the corner peacefully. Forest stretched his back and yawned tiredly.
There was a scuffle in one of the prison cages in opposite of them, and a large, furry creature stood up. Forest realized for the first time he recognized him—it was the same Thyla from three days ago, the one from the Ruins, who had tried to help them escape.
“Hey!” Forest called to him, skidding up to the bars. “I know you.”
The Thyla glanced at him, inhaling deeply.
“and I know you. Didn’t escape, I see.”
Spark noticed them talking and walked over, squinting at him. “Why would they capture you?” She asked him.
“Because I helped you,” he answered simply.
“Hah!” A creature from one of the cells barked a laugh, the sound of tail thumping reverberating through the prison. “That’s not all he did. He ATTACKED the GENERAL. Nobody does that! I can’t believe you thought you’d get away with it, you fat old cat.”
“I attack whomever I want,” The Thyla retorted, glaring at the creature. Forest couldn’t see the creature, he was in the cell next to them—and Forest couldn’t angle his head enough to see.
“Yeah, but the General? You must have had good reason.” The creature said.
“I did,” the Thyla snapped. “She was trying to capture the Five.”
The creature laughed again, and Forest heard the sound of feathers and scales scraping against stone. “You’re one of
t h e m ,” he said. “I don’t believe in that old Basilisk gibberish. It’s not like Five baby carnivores can save the world. They’re nothing.”
“Oh really?” Asked Crimson. “And what are you, exactly?”
There was a moment of silence from the other cell. “None of your business,” He hissed.
“Not too exciting, is it?” Crimson asked.
“No! I—you—“ the creature growled loudly. “Fine. I’m an assassin.”
Forest, Spark, and Rust gasped. Crimson made a surprised noise.
“Don’t sound so surprised,” the creature spat. “You’re in a prison. What do you expect?”
“Is that why you’re in here?” Forest asked, tilting his head.
“Listen,” the Thyla began, “no matter what we are or how we got here, we all have one thing in common. We hate the Terror birds. Can’t you agree?”
The creature paused, then said, “I suppose so.”
“Heck yeah!” Cried another prisoner form nearby.
“I agree,” said another voice. “If they don’t fix that arrogant ego of theirs, I swear, once I’m out of here, I’m starting a rebellion! Banish the Terror birds!!”
“Throw em’ in the ocean and feed em’ to the sharks!” Snarled another, female voice. “That’s what I’d do. What do you think, Quartz?”
“I think you’re all dodo brains,” said a male voice.
“What?” Said the female voice again. “Quartz—“
“Haven’t you heard?” Quartz said. “The Terror birds aren’t the ones we should aim for. They’re just the puppets.”
“What are you talking about?” Hissed the assassin.
“The Terror birds have an ally,” growled Quartz. “Someone who’s been controlling them all this time. convincing them to take over.”
There was a snort, and the female vioce said, “the Terror birds wouldn’t ally with a compy if they could help it. Where did you hear this?”
“A friend,” Quartz said. “He was spotted spying on the Terror birds shortly after he told me about it, and ended up tricking the Terror birds to think I was the one spying.”
“So your innocent?” Forest asked.
“For now.” Quartz hissed. “Once I’m out of here, I’m gonna see for myself who this ally is. But, if you listen at night, when the guards are talking, they speak of him. He scares the living daylight out of them, so he must be dangerous, or just smart.”
Forest wondered who this mysterious ally was, if he was real. Forest would have to stay awake at night to hear for himself.
The prisoners started quarreling again—and suddenly there was a slide of stone doors, and all the prisoners fell silent. There was the sound of claws on stone, and six Terror birds walked, haulted, and turned to unlock the Five’s prison door.
“Don’t struggle, and come with us,” said one of the Terror birds as the door slid open.
Nyx awoke by the noise, and let out a fearful squeak at the sight of the soldiers. The six marched in, small spears held under their wings, and each took one of the Five, except for Spark, who got two guards on either side of her.
“Where are we going?” Spark asked.
Forest’s guard snickered, and he recognized the haughty Terror bird named Quake. “Your gonna love it.
"That's not important anymore, let's go back to the city and save sergeant and my dodo." Jerry suggested.
"Are you crazy? Those weirdos almost killed me when I escaped." Rick replied.
"I have a plan."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
They approached the gates after finding Henry's rock golem, which had wandered off before Ares' unfortunate demise. "WE CAN DO THIS THE EASY WAY, OR WE CAN DO THIS THE HARD WAY!" Jerry yelled at the top of his lungs.
Several guards walked out with pikes, but were greeted with a boulder thrown by the rock golem, killing them instantly. more walked out, this time overwhelming them.
"Oh, you must be our prisoner's friends." Said The Phoenix.
"I must say, you greet people very kindly, let me repay you." He said, dragging the limp body of sergeant.
"But first I want to thank you for all the fun you have caused me."
Jerry's eyes filled with hatred and fear. Surely he wouldn't cause him more pain and guilt than he already felt. Nobody was like that.
The Phoenix smiled, driving his sword through sergeant's chest.
"Kill the rest. Throw the bodies into the canyon." He said, walking back into the town. Jerry and the others fought through the hoard of enemies, and thanks to the rock golem they eventually won.
The flak man noticed this, and ran.
"HELP! SOMEBODY!" he yelled. The Townspeople now knew this wasn't who their prophecy told of, so they helped the others. The man was now cornered.
I had set up my base in the Sunken Forest and managed to lure a Gasbags in... These creatures are majestic. I knocked it out with a boomerang and learned how to use it. Easily one of my favorite creatures in ARK.
Was on Gen1 in the lunar biom gathering ambergris for my baby magmasuars. No big deal just cruising around farming... Until a meteor shower starts. JubJub and I both take a direct hit. I vaporize instantly, I see no death in the log on respawn. I manage to get back to JubJub and he's got 127hp. He managed to avoid being added to the comet strike death list. In JubJub's honor I erected a new shrine to Comet Strike Survivors. He is the only one with this distinguished title.
Gasbags are really fun while they float,this is because they inflate.they can deflate with snow owls,but usually they have 5 main colours:white,brown,black,green,and grey.in different caves of genesis and extinction's wastelands.