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So one day me and my sister were out looking for dilos for our dilo army that we were making and we had defeated lots of other animals with ease. Then my sister found a gigantoraptor nest and there was a baby ( we did not know that you can’t imprint on orphaned ones) so we decided to attack and kill the mother so we both ran after it and we fought hard sadly my sister died and I almost did too like my screen was flashing red and I had less than a quarter of my life left and all my flak armor was broken but I fought hard and I won ( just barely 😅) but when I went to imprint the baby it was nowhere to be found and I searched EVERYWHERE near the nest and in the trees and the beach nearby but I could not find it anywhere so I eventually gave up and was heading back to my base when I saw the baby sitting next to some phiomas or something so I quickly ran over and went to imprint on it but it said in black words “orphaned gigantoraptors cannot be imprinted” I was so mad so I pulled out my sword and I slaughtered the baby as I did its parent so I collected all my dilos and went home to my base feeling happy and sad. That is the story of how I found out you can’t imprint on baby gigantoraptors
Dodo Tales S4 Ep3
Henry felt the cold, dry floor and sat up to see bars and concrete walls around him.
"Don't try to bargain or beg; you're our nightly entertainment."
"Who are you?" Asked Henry, watching a dark figure stare directly at him.
"Don't ask questions either."
Several lights were turned on simultaneously, bringing light to the darkness of midnight. Several men stood around the the first figure, hardly moving. The figure who had first spoken's face was illuminated slightly, but his gaze did not change, his left hand raised to adjust his smooth mustache, which was smooth and gray, almost silver.
The torchlight was reflected in his eyes and his soul as a burning hatred. Henry stared at the man's eyes for only a moment. "You don't have to do this." Henry tried. There was a long silence.
"I know."
His expression was hard to read, but had a sort of bitterness and unenthusiasm that felt psychopathic.
Henry desperately tried to escape, pulling the steel bars in front of him, but could not.
"You want to know how you'll die?" The figure asked. Henry recognized that the figure was only trying to make him more miserable. "Don't hurt the kid. Kill me instead."
The figure completely ignored him. "We'll feed you to the rock drakes. It'll be painful; it's always more brutal the hungrier they are." Henry stared at the figure directly in the eyes again.
"The kid will be first so you can watch him be teared limb from limb." The figure said, causing Henry to pointlessly attempt another escape. "Why are you doing this?! Shouldn't we be working together like sensible and functioning humans?" Henry desperately tried. "Human nature is not to make a utopia or to entirely 'work together', human nature is tribalism." After a long period of silence, the man continued. "Anyway, before we continue, we have a special surprise for you." Several men walked to Henry, quickly dragging him across the hard floor. They released him from his handcuffs, and brought him to a table, closing the cell door to prevent John from escaping. "It's nothing personal, although I am a bit of a sadist to be honest." Said the man as the others secured Henry to the table. "We just need you to tell us everything you know. It's for the protection of my people — you'll be an unsung hero."
"Nothing justifies torture."
"Are you religious?"
"Protestant."
"There is no God here."
Several Hours Earlier
Jerry and Jefferson trudged
through thick mud, eventually arriving at a heavily reinforced metal gate. "Do we really need a little detour? Can't we just go around?" Jefferson asked as Jerry knocked on the gate several times. "This place is right in the middle of our path. It's either this or several miles through ravager-infested forests." Jerry replied.
A small slit in the door slid open, and someone on the other side peered through. "What's the password?"
"A password?"
"No."
"You just said there's a password."
"There is a password, it's just not 'a password'."
"Can you please explain this coherently?"
"How much simpler could it get?"
"Look, we're just passing through, so I'd appreciate it if you could just open the-"
"I can't let you in until you tell me the password! I'm just doing my job."
"Let me try." Jefferson said, pushing Jerry and walking forward.
"What's the password?"
"Could you give me a clue?"
"No."
"Did you take that as a question or as another guess?"
Jerry became frustrated, and pulled something from his leather bag; a c4 charge. He placed it on the metal door and grabbed Jefferson. Pressing the detonator, Jerry stood and watched as a large hole was blown through the gate. He stepped through it as the smoke cleared, Jefferson behind him. Dozens of people stared at him in shock, the room silent. Finally, one older man pulled a revolver and aimed at them. Jerry could tell that he wasn't the type to hesitate. "We're just passing through. We're trying to save our friends. We lost track of them a couple of miles that way." Jerry pointed in what he believed to be the proper direction. "West?" Said another man. "West is trouble. Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but your friends are likely dead." A relatively tall and well-dressed man suddenly walked in front of the others, signaling for them to calm down. "Let's not blow this out of proportion now. Ever heard the saying 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'? Well that applies here." The man said, putting his arm around Jerry from behind in a friendly manner. "How would you like to hear my speech tomorrow morning? I'll give you a front row seat!" Said the man enthusiastically.
"Oh my god-" started Jerry, recognizing the man. "John F. Kennedy?"
"Well yes-"
"Who's John F. Kenny?" Asked Jefferson, who was from the 19th century. Everyone could tell by his clothes.
"Kennedy. He was the president in the 60's...until the CIA killed him." Jerry replied, not realizing that Jefferson didn't know what the CIA was either.
"What? The CIA? I knew I should've dissolved them. Well gentlemen, I'm disappointed, but not surprised."
Jerry shook JFK's hand. "Jerry."
"You already know my name."
JFK smiled.
"I hope to see you at my speech tomorrow."
Gigantoraptor is a giant prehistoric bird like a ostrich’s they can use their legs for combat and their tail to distract its enemy from attacking it from the behind and these creatures are known to be very protective around their eggs the way these animals attract their mates by using their wings and their feathers and colours to attract their mates to impress their mate but their is one thing about this creature no matter how close you are close to the nest gigantoraptor will kill you if you even get anywhere close to the nest
It was about 26 ft long and weighing as much as a car. This enormous oviraptosaur is far bigger than any of its known relatives. Like all oviraptosaurs gigantasour almost certainly had long, flamboyant feathers on its arms.
Some of its relatives were huanansaurus, Caudipteryx, ajancingenia, Anzu, oviraptor, chirostenotes, Citipatti, and avirmimus.
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Overseer (previous in Broodmother)
Chapter 21
“Fuzzball! Come here, look at this.” The group has been walking in the flatlands for 2 days already. Fuzzball quickly rushed over to Honeydrop to see what it was. As he looked at the object he couldn’t believe it. “What do you think it is?” Honeydrop asked. The ‘object’ was really just a small black cube with random numbers on it. “Probably some rocks, or those humans that made this.” Fuzzball replied. “Is it edible?” Chunk asked as his stomach grumbled. “No, that's a literal rock idiot, plus you just ate like 5 minutes ago.” Sneaky replied with a smirk on his face. “Guy’s stop arguing or whatever you're doing, the cube is glowing.” Fuzzball said as he leaned down to pick it up.
The cube glowed brighter and brighter, soon the ground was shaking. Until the cube glowed so bright they couldn’t see anything. “WHOOSH!” The group was no longer in the flatlands. “What just happened and where are we?” Fuzzball asked as he looked around the environment. “Don’t mind that, the heat here is extremely hot!” Sneaky said as he sat down. “Uh, is that a skeleton down there? Looks like somebody has a feast.” Chunk said dreamily. “Annnnnd why’s there sand here? My feet are burning” Honeydrop added. Fuzzball agreed with all of them, well maybe not Chunky.
“Guys, I don’t think we’re in the flatlands anymore, we’re in a desert!” Fuzzball exclaimed. “What do we do now!” Sneaky panicky said, soon everyone was panicking. “Are we gonna be roasted?!” Chunk said with fear. “Yeah, just like your mother.” Mocker said with a grin on his face. “Mocker, first of all, stop picking on Dodo’s, second of all, I WANNA GO HOME!!” Sneaky said as he ran around with fright. “Guys, just shut up!” Fuzzball shouted, that made everyone stop talking and panicking. “We might be in a desert but if we keep it up like this we’ll probably just end up like that skeleton over there.” Fuzzball said as he pointed at a skeleton.
“So we’ll just stay calm and find shelter, because it’s already becoming dark.” Fuzzball said with sense, everybody nodded and agreed with Fuzzball. Later that night everybody settled in a cave big enough for all of them. ‘What caused this anyways?’ He thought as he let Buddy out for a stretch, then he looked at the cube. “Soup?” Chunk said, offering a bowl of lettuce soup. “No thanks.” Fuzzball replied. Suddenly a scary thought came up to Fuzzball. He remembered how Feroxes can’t stand temperatures over 80 degrees for more than a day. Or else their body will perish.
But there was still hope of getting out of the desert. Because Fuzzball knew it had something to do with the Cube. But there was something strange about it. Why was this cube in the middle of nowhere in the flatlands? And what could this be? Fuzzball thought all night, until he dozed off to sleep.
However, little did they know… something was tracking them down.
-SandmasterXD
Note: next chapter in Terror bird. See ya till then!