So I tamed an orange griffin, and I named him reese's.
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Protectors of Pandora
Chapter 44 ~the journey to the mines~
The group headed east, as that was the direction the chalicotherium said that the person who brought the element shipments came from. It was a hard journey, the weather was good but it was still a frozen tundra. At one point they had to cross a frozen lake, and Lee fell in, luckily, he’s a kairuku so he was fine. They eventually reached a forest, inside they met a thylacoleo he was quite rude, but told them about a cave where purlovias used to come in and out, sometimes with a very shiny metal in paw. So they headed in the direction that the thyla grumpily gestured towards.
“So who’s going first.” Ping asked when they reached the tunnel entrance. “Not me, I’m too old to die in a hole.” Wan said. “HAH cowards! I shall do it!” Quan said, he ran into the cave yelling his battle cry, “AHHHHHHHHHGGGGHGGHGHGH!” He yelled. “Well, he sounds fine. Let’s go.” Richard said. The group walked into the tunnel, Quan was a little ways in the cave sobbing. “What’s wrong Quan?” George asked. “I- I was not met with instant glorious battle…” he said sadly.
They walked down the winding tunnel for a wile until they heard a noise. “What was that?” Ron asked. “I don’t know.. everyone stay vigilant.” Charles said. “I am vigilance!!” Quan boasted.
He was not, the purlovia jumped him first followed by its friends. They bursted out of the ground and leapt at the group, there was five purlovias in total, the wolves and three perlovias engaged in a dog fight like combat wile the other two attacked the birds, Quan had a small battle hammer, and we swung in around insanely, trickster threw some of his new smoke bombs he made on the way, this wasn’t very helpful because purlovia use their hearing and smell more than sight anyway so the smoke was actually a hindrance. The pengujas and Ron fought the purlovias as hard as they could but they were strong creatures, and when the two had finished the birds they helped their comrades with the wolves, the group had been defeated.
Dun dun DUNNNN!
To be continued…
The house of madness
Chapter fourteen: always.
Whenever Marvelo finally left Tom dank backward into his throne, still shaking violently. He took a breath and closed his eyes for a fraction of a second. Or so he thought….
Tom was in a meadow. The rising sun shone its golden rays on the flowers making them shine. A woman was suddenly in front of him. Her long golden blonde hair swirled around her face like a glossy curtain. Her eyes were a bright blue. “Tom! Come dance with me!” She said, her face lighting up like a ray of sun. She took him by the hands and stared deeply into his eyes. Tom gazed into her eyes. They were so blue and as deep as the ocean, they held so much love and patience. She giggled and then they spun through the meadow. For once in forever Tom cast away any worries or anger. All he could think of or focus on was her. The woman he loved. The woman he missed. They spun the through the meadow, through the blossoming flowers, through the clover. It lasted for what felt like forever until they paused in a bed of roses. “I miss you.” Tom said. The woman reached out and traced his lips with her finger. “Tom, I miss you too but I never left you.” She said. Tom gripped her hand desperately. “Please…don’t leave me!” He begged. She giggled. “Oh Tom, you’re so silly! I never left you. I will be with you forever no matter what….always.” She gently loosened his hands from hers. “Always.” She whispered. Then she spun away across the fields. Tom ran after her but was unable to catch up. “Wait come back! Don’t leave me!” Tom called. She kept spinning faster and faster, farther and farther until she was gone. Tom collapsed to his knees. She was gone. Again.
Tom sat up on his throne breathing hard. He must have dozed off. It had felt so real. Her words echoed in his head. “Always.” Tom trembled. He had things to do, more important things besides sleeping! “Easy Tom. Everyone needs sleep.” He thought to himself. Tom let his mind wander. Who was hunting peacekeepers? Maybe he could read the person’s mind and find out who it was! Tom’s eyes rolled upward and he searched and probed with his mind but he couldn’t find out the person. He couldn’t read the person’s thoughts! Suddenly a face flashed in his mind. A face changed with time, with age, and filled with resentment. An friend from Tom’s youth. Tom sighed. “And so old friend we meet again.”
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The Obelisk
-Chapter 52-
Coal kept his head low. He slowly marched through the Strongholds halls, hunching his back and keeping his wings folded in. His feathers were ruffled and un-preened, but there was no time to stop. He had to do it. Tonight. Jethezzar would arrive for the council meeting soon. And he knew he couldn’t keep the prisoners waiting.
Torches flickered in the halls, a few fireflies buzzed near some glass where a lantern had fallen and shattered. Coal left it alone.
He finally arrived at the doors to the prisons, which were guarded by two soldiers, keeping their spears tucked under their wings and their beaks up.
“Good morning, Prince,” greeted one of the soldiers. Coal recognized Quake, one of his hatchery-mates. He, along with a few other young Terror birds, had grown up with Coal in the main palace Hatchery. But Quake, like his father, had slowly grown into a prideful, arrogant soldier. While they had a history together, Coal was no longer friends with him.
“Morning, Quake.” Coal nodded his head respectfully, then did the same to the second soldier, who straightened under his gaze.
“What brings you to the prisons?” Quake asked.
“I would like to speak with a few of the prisoners,” Coal explained.
“Oh,” Quake blinked, something flashing in his eyes. “Of course, but, If I may, this is not the right time to approach any of the prisoners. Tough night for most of them, still finishing their meals—“
“I said, I would like to come in.” Coal had no more time for delay. “Would you dare disobey the son of the Emperor?”
Quake gawked silently, swallowing hard. The second soldier kicked him hard and opened the door before Quake could intervene. “Of course not, young Prince,” the second said. “You may enter. But don’t be too long.”
“Watch out for their teeth,” Quake called as Coal entered the prisons.
Coal still led carefully through the halls, checking each cell. Lots of angry, tired and sleeping prisoners l, but so far no—
He instantly knew the Five when he saw them. He stopped by the bars. “Greetings,” he said to them.
One of the Five, a green, blue and yellow Rock Drake stood up. He blinked soft, confused eyes at Coal. “Hello. Who are you?”
Coal was momentarily distracted by his royal instincts. He drew himself up, irritated. “You don’t recognize me?”
“Nope,” said one of them—a pale ruby red Kaprosuchus. “What do you want?”
Coal wanted to push further and tell them about his royal blood—but he didn’t. He needed to get straight to the point.
“I need your full attention. All Five of you.”
“What? What is it?” Asked the Rock Drake.
“Im going to help you escape.”
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 20.5: Ben's Birthday
Part 2/2
Long after the occasion, everyone had decided to head home because it was getting so late. Carlos, who was the one who decided to host the event, was cleaning up the mess he had created in the kitchen.
“Well, I’m going to head out right now,” Ben announced to Carlos.
“Oh, okay,” Carlos replied with a smile. He looked back at Ben with a soft smile, “It was nice having you. And happy birthday again, I can’t believe you’re already turning 17. Man, we grow up so fast.”
“Thanks for having me Carlos,” Ben waved goodbye as he headed out the door.
Ben walked through the neighborhood, looking up at the night sky. The stars were distant and fading away because of humanity’s machinery and factories. But one star seemed brighter than all the others.
“Hey Ben, sightseeing?”
Ben turned to see his classmate approaching him; she had a warm smile on her face that was as bright as the lone star above. Caught off guard because of her unexpected arrival, Ben didn’t know what words to muster up.
“Oh, um, hey,” Ben replied.
“What are you doing out so late? Shouldn’t you be going to bed right about now? I thought your parents were strict about that sort of thing,” she asked curiously.
“They’ve gotten a bit more relaxed on that,” Ben answered while looking away. He couldn’t look her in the face. He was afraid that she would know what he was thinking, as she always did. Besides, her face looked a little blurrier now that Ben thought about it…
“Well, uh, I guess I’m going to go now.”
Ben began to walk away swiftly, but she called out to him, “Wait!”
“Aren’t you forgetting something?”
Ben turned around to see her holding a single flower in her hands. A light blue-white hibiscus with an aroma that Ben could only describe as ‘peaceful’.
“Happy birthday, Ben,” she said with a smile. She walked forward and placed it in Ben’s right hand, “I got this flower because apparently it never wilts, it never dies.”
“So it’s a fake flower?” Ben questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“No, it’s very much real,” she replied. She looked into Ben’s eyes, and she frowned.
“I got it because you always cheered me up, and you always kept your promises. Even though we… technically aren’t friends,” she said with puckered lips, “But… It’s going to be okay. I know you can take care of my flower.”
“Don’t worry, I will,” Ben promised her, “I’ll never let go of it. That’s a promise…”
She shed a single tear as she turned away.
“Don’t worry about me, Ben,” she told him, “You’ll do just fine without me. You’ll cheer people up as you always have… As you always have at your new school.”
She began to sob, and she slowly walked away, leaving Ben alone under the night sky. Alone, with nothing but his thoughts, and a single flower which would never wilt or die.
And Ben hadn’t seen her since.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll keep my promise, as I always have,” Ben thought as he looked at the hibiscus in his fingers. He blinked rapidly, and suddenly he was back at the Book Club camp. The flames of the torch crackled under his eyes, and he rubbed them a little to try and figure out what just happened.
“Just a memory,” Ben realized. He put the hibiscus away in his pocket, and then continued walking off to the farm.
I once had a griffen named atlas he was perfect a high level great stats it was great. When me and my friends play ark we have certain Dino’s that earn a legendary statues atlas got his by killing a alpha carno and raptor at once then we tried for a giga it was going good until I lost all of my Stam and we landed right by it atlas died fighting
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 20.5: Ben's Birthday
Part 1/2
“Happy birthday!” Ben’s friends had all exclaimed as Ben walked through the living room door.
“Woah! What the-”
“Surprise!” Ben’s friend, Carlos yelled, while holding up a poorly constructed cheesecake. His white apron was covered in cream cheese stains and his hands were covered in white flour. The cheesecake looked droopy, and had red frosting that made a smiley face on it. Plus, there were a few strawberries on it too, which were always a novelty.
“Woah, nice cake, dude,” Ben lied, looking at it skeptically. Ian, one of Ben’s best friends, noticed his unease and patted him on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Ben. We know Carlos is a terrible chef,”
“Hey!”
“So we ordered a cake just in case something like this happened!”
Carlos scoffed, a pouty look on his face as he furrowed his brow at Ian. His curls moved as he jolted his head to the side.
“I was doing all the work. Maybe if you and the others helped me bake that cake it wouldn’t turn out that way!”
Paul, the optimistic, cheerful dude as he always was, walked up to Carlos with a grin. He was wearing his iconic bright red shirt with a white zipped up jacket with short sleeves covering it.
“Don’t worry friend!” Paul said with a goofy grin, “You tried your best!”
Ian signaled to John.
“If you will get the cake from the fridge.”
John saluted him. He was wearing a pink shirt that said, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” He was also wearing a straw hat for some reason.
“Aye aye Ian,” John said. He walked up to the fridge, opened it up, and pulled out another cheesecake! John set it atop the dining table, put five candles on it, and lit it with a lighter.
“Okay, let’s sing happy birthday!” Paul blurted with a surprising enthusiasm.
For the next minute or two, they all sang happy birthday, and Ben couldn’t help but smile. Life was great. Things were going well, and the friends he had been with for a while were on his side, as always.
“I couldn’t ask for anything more,” Ben thought as the sing-song voices of his friends came to a halt.
“Make a wish now, Ben, and blow out the candles!” Carlos said.
“I think you should wish for Carlos to get better at cooking,” Ian whispered into Ben’s ear.
“I heard that!” Carlos shouted while waving his fist in the air.
“Nah, don’t worry Carlos I won’t make that wish,” Ben reassured him with a grin. He leaned forward, his wish ready. With a soft blow, only one flame of the candle was extinguished. He blew it again with all of his might, and at last they were extinguished. His four friends cheered, clapping as Ben grinned one last time.
“Thanks everyone, thanks,” Ben said with a smile.
“Hey, what was your wish?” Paul asked curiously, and with raised eyebrows.
“He can’t tell you, otherwise the wish can’t come true!” Ian warned him.
“Oh…” Paul said with a frown.
“Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing important,” Ben reassured Paul with a soft smile.
“Well that’s good to hear! I hope your wish comes true!” Paul beamed with a bright smile. Everyone began to laugh, and with that, Carlos carved the cheesecake up into pieces for everyone to eat…