These guys should be tameable and when tamed, if you pick them up, just like the Queen bee, you will get a charging station. This Charging station can charge up your light pets and anything electrical without any wires, like the Tek generator that cannot power Tek. Everything powered by this will have mini glow bugs surrounding it. ⬆️ To agree
A lonely man reached into a leather bag, pulling a revolver from it, and inspecting it to make sure it was full of ammo. Crawling out from rocks, the man, revealed by the light to be dirt-covered and scratched up, with a long unshaven beard. He whipped out his revolver, aiming it at his attackers. As a spear barely missed him, he pulled the trigger and one of the bandit's heads burst with blood and his corpse slipped off the rocks, his old cowboy hat falling off his head. Another bandit jumped to the man, attempting to punch him. The man dodged the punches, pistol-whipping the bandit across the face. He grabbed a knife from his left pocket and plunged it into the bandit's abdomen. The man turned and shot at several other bandits, some of them retreating. More bandits fell to the ground as time went on, none of them able to successfully hit the man. As the last bandit in sight rode away on an aberrant equus, the man aimed at his head, hesitant. The bandit resembled someone he had once known. Images of his old friend's death appeared in the man's mind, and he lowered his revolver. As the man rode away, the area once again fell into silence. "How long has it been since I've seen another person (before today)?" He thought, although he didn't have an answer. Those bandits may have been trying to kill him, but they were at least people, and not like the monsters in the darkness.
Rick was never a politics person, but still followed relevant events and people on this new ark. He knew enough about the completely dominant Abyssal Empire to tell that the bandits weren't associated with them, as the empire preferred more organized and standardized soldiers, not bandits from some time in the 1800s. Following the bandit attack, Rick continued his daily search. He had no home, and had traveled across the ark, through the darkness and through the light, learning everything there was to know. Still, he had made little progress tracking his old friends. On this day, however, Rick spotted a lazily put together house made from metal, and thought he recognized the design. Approaching the house, Rick discovered tracks in the dirt; some from a dodo, and others from a human. He stared up at the house, and started to walk toward the door. He pulled out his revolver once more, and burst through the door. "Hello!?" He shouted, met with nothing but the static whirring of machinery. Rick moved carefully and quietly through the house. When he reached another door, Rick tightened his grip on his revolver, finally slamming into the door. He stared in shock at what was in front of him, dropping his revolver as his arms fell to his side. It was Jerry's dodo. After grabbing his gun, he lifted to the bird slowly and gently, and walked through the front door. Jerry was gone, but why? Rick walked down from the porch, pondering whether he should stay and wait for Jerry, or continue his search and find him directly. As he was lost in thought, the dodo stared up at him, and he pet and offered it food. The dodo ignored the food in Rick's hand, continuing to stare in the same direction. Rick suddenly realized that the dodo wasn't staring at him, but over his shoulder. He grabbed his pistol and quickly turned to see a man atop a basilisk behind him. The man lifted a rocket launcher and started to destroy the house. Rick turned and ran with the dodo as small metal debris cut him and the first explosion gave him minor burns. He crawled to a nearby bush, his clothes covered in dirt and stained with sweat from the heat of the explosion and constant humidity of the cavern.
Jerry opened his eyes at a two-person table. It was made of high quality wood, and decorated nicely, much like the room around it. There was a fireplace too, but no doors or windows. There was a loud ticking noise coming from a large white clock on the wall. Jerry turned to the figure sitting across from him. He was strangely familiar. "Eden?!" He yelled in shock. "Yes, Jerry. Would you like some tea?"
"No thank you."
"So, is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Oh I don't know, I just wanted to hear from the man who killed me."
Jerry stopped, growing visibly confused, and a bit concerned.
"What? That's not true. That's a lie!"
"No it isn't. Don't you remember, Ares?" Eden asked, turning to Ares, who was in third chair that was not there just a minute before. Jerry stared, realizing what this was.
"It's not real, it's not real, it's not real." Jerry repeated, closing his eyes and looking down.
"It's not real? Are you sure?" Asked the voice of Henry. Jerry kept his eyes shut, but heard familiar whispers from several others.
"You killed us."
"You killed us."
"You killed us."
Jerry finally awoke, breathing heavily from the safety of his bed. He was late for the speech.
The sea sausage (surprised nobody has made this yet.)
The sea sausage was a huge basilosaurus, about the size of a alpha tusoteuthis! This huge creature was king of the sea, he was very, very, lazy and told his minions to go do things for him. The things the minions mostly did was protect and find food for the sea sausage. Though, one fateful day, a human with a army of basilo, mosa, and tuso attacked the sea sausage, killing all of his minions, and injuring the sea sausage. It was said the sausage swam deeper, into a cave, and headed deeper into that cave, and because the sea sausage wasn’t smart, it died from the pressure.
The Swampling is a tiny little fuzz ball that lives in the swamps of whatever planet Fallen World takes place on (I haven’t actually decided the name of the planet). They are very similar to a jerboa in appearance, but have long, furless legs with webbed feet to help them traverse the swamps that they live in. Swamplings live in burrows with others of their kind, they live in ‘packs’ with an alpha controlling the rest of them. They are often hunted by creatures like Swamp Badgers, but are known to fight back quite viciously. Swamplings have sharp, pointed claws on their feet, they use these, along with the sharp claws on their forearms, to attack predators. However, the swamplings have two dark secrets: hidden in each of their wrists is a poisonous dart which they can stab predators with, leading to the slow and painful death of whatever was unfortunate enough to get a Swampling angry. The other secret is a pair of huge fangs dripping with deadly venom, so a single bite leads to a slow and painful death.
Bet you weren’t expecting something so cute to be so deadly!
I’m surprised no one has made a myth about this yet.
The Giganatosaurus Devourus was a species of Giga that was only known to live on Scorched Earth and Ragnarok. They were so huge, some could even take on Titanosaurs. They are now extinct, thankfully, but it is unknown what killed them. You can find skeletons of them scattered around scorched earth and Ragnarok. Some say the overseers chose one to become the guardian of another Ark and killed off the rest. Whatever the case, they still haunt the nightmares of survivors.
You can use Giganatosaurus Devourus, but only in two ways, otherwise it won’t make sense.
1. Your story takes place during the far past and also takes place on Ragnarok or Scorched earth.
2. You make up a new Ark (But I kind of want to do that after I finish the Allo Tooth Necklace so ask me first.) and make it the Guardian of that Ark.
(This means King of the Desert in Japanese. Yes, I’m googling this.)
Sabaku no ō was the king of the Deathworms in Ragnarok. His army of sand worms battled the Iceworm Queen and her Ice Army for hundreds of years. One day, Sabaku no ō sent in Rock Golems to the MurderSnow along with his forces. Their brute force killed many ice worms that day. Sabaku no ō died soon after from disease, but the Ice Queen was still afraid. She took her minions into the Ice Tunnels, where they stayed forever.
When the Arks were being made, they experimented with some of the islands most dangerous creatures, combining them all into one. They made it so strong, that it killed everyone in the facility and escaped into The Island. Nobody knows about it because nobody has lived to talk about it. It has fifty teeth that are as sharp as steak knives and camouflage. Their is no description for it because no one has seen it and lived. it's at the top of the food chain and it knows it. Only one person has seen it and he hasn't spoken of moved in ten years. The howling noises you here aren't ambient ones, it's the Destroyer of Men.
Deep in the redwoods of Valguero, a creature lurked, absolutely massive, diplos and brontos were food for it, it stood up to all of the redwoods predators and some say it even faced the Broodmother and won in hand to hand combat, this was confirmed when its rotting corpse was found in Goliaths lair. Goliath was a massive, bipedal creature with a nearly koala like appearance and claws as long as a therizinos. One day, it left the redwoods and journeyed across valguero, slaughtering Rexes, decapitating gigas, wrestling with mammoths and dragging wyverns out of the sky to bludgeon them to death with giant clubs of ice. Somehow, Goliath managed to battle and kill the bosses of valguero, and ascending off to some other Ark, nobody knows exactly where Goliath is now, but all we do know is that he is the mightiest creature on the Ark...
(Venenum Tenebris approximately means Dark Poison in Latin)
Venenum Tenebris was a massive Megalania who waited in the depths of aberration for prey to come. Once, a giga wandered there from some unseen place. The skeleton of that unfortunate giga still lies in the Grave of the Lost.
The venom of Venenum Tenebris was strong enough to melt element. Every day, he would bathe in the molten element. His hide was so thick, not even a tek bomb could break it.
One day, Venenum Tenebris was searching for his prey when he came upon a survivor with an army of Basilisks. The fearsome snakes slayed the Megalania minions of VT. The survivor then sent them on Venenum Tenebris. The giant beast’s hide was finally penetrated, and when it was knocked into the element, a hole was carved through it, killing it.
The minions of Venenum Tenebris fled Aberration, never to return. They hid on the ceilings of the other ARK’s caverns, killing any survivor who crossed their path.
Swamp Guy- Yep, I’m writing myths now. Yep, I found an English-Latin converter on google.
The “Raiders” as the Tooth Bearers called them, had not just wanted to raid the inhabitants of The Island, they wanted to rule them. To do this, they knew they had to have a weapon more powerful than the Bearers could handle. They created a cross-breed between Giganatosaurus and Tyrannosaurus, and created the species Tyrannosaurus Gigan. It has the loyalty of a Tyrannosaurus, so it won’t attack its rider when angry. It combines the ferocity and size of a Giganatosaurus with the Loyalty and biting force of a Tyrannosaurus. This combination of two of the top predators of The Island makes it the Ultimate fighting machine, but with weaknesses, such as its clumsiness due to having Tyrannosaurus sized legs and Giganatosaurus sized arms, so it has some slight balance issues.
Have you ever seen you're shadow move on its own out of the corner of you're eye? Then that, my friend, was a Zontaní Skiá. These living shadows control people and creatures shadows, helping or hurting them. The Zontaní Skiá could help by pointing out food, or it could hurt by giving away you're location or possessing you. Zontaní Skiá are deadly foes, as they can kill you easily, or, if they're feeling evil, they can make you're life pure pain and misery. They mainly take the form of a creatires shadow, but when they arent, they look like a featureless ghost thats dimly glowing and erie black, with dimly glowing white eyes. These creatures home land is the lost ark Nova, but they eventually asended off and now roam most arks.....
The ghoul of the swamp was a horrifying humanoid creature that lurked the swamps of the island, hunting the deadliest creatures. Many brave survivors had ventured into the swamps to battle, but all they find are the mutilated and decaying corpses of the ghoul’s kills, then they themselves are added to that collection. Then one day, a brave hunter from the redwoods, named John (yes he is the John from my stories, who died painfully, and then got reincarnated, and blown to a billion pieces by his own grenade. Rip John) came to the swamp, and avoided the ghoul’s traps, only to come to it’s hut, and come face to face with a pile of human corpses, many missing arms, legs and other body parts. He was ambushed by the ghoul, and after a long and hard fight, chopped off its arms and poured titanoboa venom down its throat, and then chopping off its head just before it died.
John then mounted the Ghoul’s head in his hut, which was abandoned after John’s death, and then destroyed in The Judgement of The Island.
-Apex (a little glimpse of what my stories are like, red dragon)