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I tamed one of these named Diana. She was super fast but kind of stupid: always getting stuck on something. Diana and I formed somewhat of a relationship as time went on. Our bond strengthened she was able to beach a shark for me to kill it. Diana soon became one of my best friends... but nothing lasts forever. As I was leading her back to base via SS Dodo, I noticed a large figure swimming rapidly towards us. Diana made the fatal mistake of not paying attention to her surroundings. I helplessly fire arrow after arrow at it, but it was so filled with rage that they had no affect. I had to watch as MY Diana was ripped to shreds by an oversized fish. That is why my base is now called Fort Diana in honor of the brave soul. Thank you for your time.
Always put a tracking device on your ichthy. I once had an ichthy called mini on mobile, mini was a good tame, she never failed when I needed her, she was the first way I got to herbivore island, she could take me to all the best hunting beaches, but then one day I thought 'hey mini's such a good tame let's see if I can go around the whole island on her' so I tried I was doing well, I'd already got from my home in the footpaw to the sandspit near the red obelisk, but then mini started to get hungry, I went and looked for food for her and found a moschops, but it didn't give me much meat so I decided to go after a gallimimus it escaped, but when I got back to where I left mini she was gone, no death message no gap in my tame list just gone, for months I searched that sandspit for mini, but to no avail, one day a year after I'd lost her I was running low on tame slots, I knew I had to unclaim her, even now when I visit that sandspit I think I see her but I never do. RIP Mini 🐬💗
Ultimus Chapter Twenty: Introductions
Andrew watched slightly concerned as Paul cooked the meat over the fire on some parts of a car’s grill. He wasn’t sure if it would be safe to eat if it was being cooked on a car’s grill. But he was the guest, and he didn’t want to be a picky guest. He watched as Paul meticulously watched and flipped the meat on its side. The smell of the meat was far better than anything he had cooked before. He watched his surroundings and noticed the dark-haired woman exited one of the tents and walked over to them.
“Mm, what are you cooking Paul?” She asked,
“Lamb Chops, haven’t had one of these in years. If you want one, sit down and I’ll make you one.” He said, she shrugged as she sat down. They waited there patently there for a moment before Andrew broke the silence.
“I’m sorry to ask but what is your name? I know Paul wanted to wait until Sylas came back, but I at least to know your names.” He said, the woman looked at him with soul-piercing eyes.
“Erica, Erica Stevens.” She said,
“Nice to properly meet you, Erica.” Andrew said, she nodded. She still didn’t trust him but he was slightly indifferent to this for the time being.
A few moments later, Paul came over to Andrew and Erica. Setting down a plate in front of each of them.
“Here you go. Hope it's good, wish I had more seasonings than salt. But it should be better than the food I had to live with. Almost everything we cooked in my time was boiled.” Paul said, Andrew switched off his vest and then his gloves to eat. As he did, Erica and Paul looked at Andrew with slight concern seeing this. Andrew was kind of confused by this, what was so concerning about this?
“Are you okay? You're not sick or anything?” Erica asked, Andrew looked at her confused by this, then looked at himself and realized she was talking about how pale he was. Since he didn’t have much sunlight where he lived and that he never took the armor off when outside of his property. His skin had become extremely pale underneath the armor compared to his tanner neck and face.
“Oh, no. I am fine. I just don’t get much sun out in a forest where it is always dawn or dusk without ever knowing.” Andrew said, Erica raised her eyebrow.
“Still I think I should check you for any medical needs or issues. Yer lookin’ very Peely Wally.” Paul said,
“Are you a doctor?” Andrew asked,
“Aye, I am.” Paul said
“Where do you live?” Erica asked, interrupting the original conversation.
“Camacho International Forest.” He answered. Erica nodded,
“Dusk.”
“Excuse me?”
“The Earth rotates counterclockwise, Camacho’s East, North East of Sanctuary. It’d be constantly dusk.” Erica continued. Honestly surprising Andrew. For both why he didn’t know that or why he never researched into it and that he finally had an answer of what time of day it was for him. He smiled and nodded his head
“Thank you.”
And with that, they continued eating, Paul had made an excellent meal out of the mutton. And after some time, Sylas returned from cleaning up. He wore a beige tee shirt but similar pants and shoes to the others. Except they were dyed and painted up with strange symbols and some familiar-looking logos.
“You guys ate without me?”
“Well, what else were we going to do while we waited for you to clean up.” Paul said,
“You could’ve at least saved me some.” Sylas said sadly. Paul pointed to a covered plate on the table. Sylas’ eyes widened with happiness. He tried running to the table before he was stopped.
“Let’s do proper introductions first before you eat.” Paul said, Sylas quickly turned to Andrew and began blurting out quickly
“The name’s Sylas Fennec, there. I smell meat, come to Papa!!” He tried rushing for the food again before being stopped by Paul again.
“Come on lad, let’s do this properly.” Paul said, “It’s fine if he wants to eat, he already introduced himself to me earlier.” Andrew said cutting in,
“No, I think we should do proper introductions. It’s not fair that we asked you and you gave us a full introduction and we didn’t. So would you mind Sylas?” Paul asked with a smile. Sylas whimpered and sighed.
“Alright. But I need to eat after I give mine. I haven’t eaten all day.” Sylas fibbed, he just really wanted to eat the cooked meat before Jonathan tried to claim it.
~
The four walked toward the center of the base camp with Sylas talking Andrew’s head off with questions and references while Erica and Paul hung back. Paul looked at Erica who looked a little flushed. Something to be on her mind and it was worrying her.
“You alright Erica? Do I need to check you out too?” He asked quietly, she looked over at him realizing that he noticed her.
“No, I am fine.” Erica said,
“Ya sure about that?” Paul asked.
“Yes, I just don’t like getting into personal things about me.” Erica stated, Paul smirked.
“You think now, huh?” He said sarcastically, she glared at him slightly before sighing.
“It makes me vulnerable, I don’t like leaving myself vulnerable.” Erica answered,
“Look, I know ya, but we barely know ya ourselves and we have opened our feelings and past to ya. It makes you hard to trust but from our experience with. You are trustworthy… Just tell him what ya feel comfortable telling, but I would like to let him know that we trust him and let him trust us.” Paul said, Erica nodded as they walked.
“Alright, but just this once. And I am only giving him a bit.” Erica said, Paul smiled.
“That’s all I am askin’ for Erica. That’s all.” Paul said,
The group got to the edge of the campsite, nearly outside of the building. Freya stood there wearing her Fur/Flak combo while holding the prod in one hand and having her axes strapped to her belt. Jonathan was also there, covered in material dust and next to a Doedicurus and Ankylosaurus. He was covered in material dust from scraps and stones. Paul sighed, he hoped that the introductions went well.
~
Andrew stood there awkwardly as he was surrounded by people he didn’t know. It was a strange feeling, he became very self-conscious of himself. He was really young the last time he interacted with others. He was awkward with people even then, though this was more learned from his father who didn’t like public events. Probably why he he wanted to work on the remote side of the Terran’s project. Paul was talking to the others as he stood alone there for this moment. Andrew while feeling awkward felt kinda relieved being around people. However, at the same time, he wanted to go insane if he didn’t have a proper conversation with something he would normally talk to. This made it stranger that he would rather talk to an animal and pretend it would talk back to him than talk to someone who could actually talk to him. He just wasn’t used to it yet. He hoped anyway. Paul turned around smiling at Andrew. Andrew smiled back out of kind manners.
“Alrighty, so we’ll start off with me and work on our way through everyone in our group and then back to you. Don’t feel obligated to say more than you're comfortable saying.” Paul said, Andrew nodded lightly.
“That’s fine, and I hope none of you feel that you are obligated to tell me everything about yourselves.” Andrew said, Paul nodded and smiled.
“Alrighty, so my full name and title is Dr. Paul Murdock Riddley, leader of our small band of survivors. Born in the year of our LORD, 1912, in Peterhead, Aberdeenshire, Scotland though raised for a large part of my childhood in Dover, Delaware. I went to New York University for a degree in medicine before being called to arms and drafted into the US Army in 1942. The last date I fully remember was July 10th, 1954. I am 42 years old.” Paul said,
“Nice to properly meet you, Dr. Riddley.” Andrew said, Paul smiled and looked at the next person in the line. That being Erica, she looked at Paul with an awkward, concerned look. He stared at her in a serious tone and she gave him a look back.
“My name is Erica Stevens, second in command here. Born in 2354, Arat Prime. Worked for the URE on the Ark Initiative for seven years in the year 2379, which was the last time I remember anything before arriving on the Ark. I am 25 years old. That’s all I have to say.” Erica said,
“Nice to meet you, Erica.” Andrew said. Eric looked to Sylas who smiled excitedly.
“How do you do, My name is Sylas Archibald Fennec. I was born in 2025, in Phoenix, Arizona. Became one of the youngest billionaires in the world, and moved to Silicon Valley. The last date I remember was the Fourth of July of 2050. Once I reached the Ark, I was enslaved by a madman and held hostage for three years. I am 28 years old.” Sylas said,
“Nice to be properly introduced Sylas.” Andrew said smiling. Jonathan took a step forward and cleared his throat.
“Bonjour, je m'appelle Jonathan Ducasse, je suis né en 2164 dans la ville de Marseille, en France. J'ai obtenu mon diplôme de Sciences et Lettres à Paris avec une maîtrise en Zoologie et Paléontologie en 2189. La dernière date dont je me souviens avant d'être bloqué sur l'Arche était le 12 janvier 2190. J'étais coincé sur l'Arche pendant un an à étudier sa vie avant de rencontrer ce groupe de nemrods. J'ai 36 ans. Et je ne pense pas que je vous aime.” He said fluently, however, Andrew didn’t understand a word he said.
“I’m sorry, but what did he say?”
“Que veut-il dire par là ? Est-il stupide ou son implant est-il défectueux ?” He said,
“No, Jonathan neither. He doesn’t have an implant. He’s never been on the Arks before.” Paul said,
“Oh, et bien, très bien. Alors je peux dire ça sans le blesser. Je le déteste, je le déteste beaucoup. Je vais le tuer, je le tuerai avec du venin de Titanoboa jeudi prochain. Je ne sais pas quand c'est, mais appelons-nous demain jeudi prochain. Ça te semble bien ? Super !” Jonathan said, Paul and everyone else except Andrew glared at him.
“No, Jonathan. That’s not okay.” Paul said annoyed
“What kinda sicko are you?” Sylas said agitated.
“What did he say?” Andrew asked,
“Nothing.” Erica said faster than light.
“Très bien, si je ne peux pas le tuer, alors sais-tu quelle langue il parle ?” Jonathan said irritatedly,
“English. Right, Andrew?” Sylas asked, Andrew nodded.
“Fine, if he can only understand English. Then I will use it-” “Woah, wait a minute. You can speak English?” Sylas interrupted. Jonathan glared at him. “Yes, why is this important?” Jonathan asked.
“I don’t know, maybe because it wouldn’t hurt our brains trying to listen to you speak when your mouth doesn’t move a the same time!!!” Sylas yelled, Jonathan glared at Sylas for a moment longer before ignoring his last statement and looking back at Andrew. “Hello, my name’s Jonathan Ducasse. I am a Paleontologist and Zoologist and I am really tired of speaking so I shall abide my farewells.” Jonathan said in a more broken English as he walked passed Andrew.
“Hey, get back here!! You and I have a lot more to talk about now!!” Sylas said to Jonathan before turning around to Andrew.
“Again it was nice meeting you.” He said before going up and hugging Andrew and then running after Jonathan
“Well, it was, oh. It was nice to meet you too.” Andrew said. Leaving Freya as the last one to introduce herself. And as she began to speak, Erica translated what she said.
“Hello, I am going to keep this nice and simple. My name is Freya, Daughter of Jorgan the Peaceful. I do not know of what these numbers are or what ‘dates’ are. All I know is I was born during a new moon. Before coming here or the place we left before here. I was a general and trainer for a tribe that adopted me and called me an angel of their village. I am sorry to leave abruptly but I am going to go tame something and I don’t want to lose track of it.” Erica said translating Freya. Freya smiled wide at Andrew and began speaking again.
“It was nice meeting you and I am sorry if I scared you earlier.” Erica translated. Andrew smiled.
“It’s alright, and it was nice meeting you too!” Andrew answered, she smiled once again before leaving camp and going off into the abandoned city. Andrew thought for a moment as Erica and Paul talked to each other. He thought he heard Freya’s name before from a history book he read several years ago, something out of Norse history but he wasn’t entirely sure. He wasn’t even sure how it was possible for all of these people from different and even far points in time from each other to be here in front of him. It was confusing to him all around and he wasn’t sure how it worked.
“Hey Andrew, why don’t we get ya a tent and a bed and you tell us where you want it.” Paul said, Andrew smiled as he looked to the ground.
‘These people have been so kind to me so far, is that enough to trust them though?’ He thought to himself. ‘No, but it doesn’t mean I can’t stick around a bit longer’
“Sure, let's do that.” He said, he still was awkward and nervous around them but he still wanted to give them a chance to earn his trust. Which at this time was coming on its way.
Once upon a time, there was a level 60 player
Desperate for EXP and asking for prayers
He picked a pursuit he never picked before
To tame a fish called “Ichthyosaur”
He jumped on his Baryonyx and went for the tame
He looked around and around, but nobody came
But one day, he found the fish on a beach at the West
He squealed with excitement, despite getting no rest
He offered the last stack of meat in his hand
A few minutes later, the Ichthyosaur was at his command
He built the little fish a home right in a jiffy
Gave him stacks of meat and called him Flippy
He obtained a saddle and rid him around
He tamed many other fish and made a little fish town
The player started using little Flippy for larger and harder quests
Poor Flippy had a struggle staying at his best
But then the player had a stupid idea, never before thought by the dumb
He tried to tame another fish called Liopleurodon
He jumped on his new argy and headed for honey
Rexes were everywhere and they ran like a dummy
He got home and jumped on his fish
He never knew poor Flippy would end up on a dish
They found the Liopleurodon sparkling like magic
It went successfully, then awfully tragic
He left Flippy for the newly tamed Dino
Then proceeded to get chased by Megalodons like rhinos
Despite being abandoned, Flippy came to the rescue
He sped as fast as he can, but then failed too
Flippy died because of the owner’s stupidity
The Liopleurodon’s luck gave him enough oxygen to request his Angler named Angsty
The owner, with a broken scuba tank swam off in a pigsty
To heal, he ate a lot of eggs, around fifty
Then made a tombstone for little Flippy
R. I. P. Flippy the Ichthyosaur
2021 - 2021
You may be missed
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 47: Beasts of the Past - Tyrant King
Original Post Date: Apr 2, 2024
Note: Story starts in Wyvern, Aerial ABC backwards filter and has a Prologue. Last chapter in Hesperornis, next chapter in Lamprey.
~
The two quietly snuck up near the Tyrannosaurus, crawling through the snow like soldiers in a violent war. Before leaving they had grabbed longneck rifles and tranq darts, which Dr. Aston had made more after yesterday’s incident.
“So did you ever tame anything in your past times?” Loki whispered curiously. The Tyrannosaurus leaned forward and began assaulting a pack of five Mammoths. It effortlessly tore through all of them, ripping chunks of flesh and leaving nothing but blood and bones in its wake. It surely was a powerful thing.
“Yes. This was definitely one of the harder ones to tame though,” Mr. Ma replied.
“Would you say it’s the hardest?”
Mr. Ma shuddered at his question, his face turning white.
“No. There is certainly something much more powerful and violent than the Tyrannosaurus. Larger too. And its roar… it makes your bones vibrate, and your head hurt.”
“What is it?”
“...You don’t wanna know, Loki.”
Mr. Ma brushed snow off his rifle and aimed at the Rex.
“Prepare to shoot, Loki.”
Loki aimed his rifle as well, and at the same time, they pulled the trigger.
PEW PEW!
The two tranq darts flew through the air and pierced the Rex’s skin. It let out an irritated roar, and turned around, blood dripping from its teeth into the snow. Loki’s eyes began to waver as blood dripped onto his hands.
“It can’t see us, right?” Loki whispered in fear.
Snow poured from the clouds above, and the Tyrannosaurus looked around, its head moving back and forth. One of its eyes looked right at Loki, and he gulped in fear. Yet still, it didn’t seem to have spotted him.
With booming steps, the Rex began to move forward.
Boom, boom, boom! The Rex lifted its foot and was about to step on Loki, when…
Someone grabbed him by the arms and jolted him away. Loki tumbled through the snow, putting a hand on his rifle. It was Chloe! She had a rifle of her own in her hand, and gave Loki the peace symbol.
“You really think I would let you and Mr. Mo do this alone?” Chloe asked.
Loki smiled for a bit, but his smile turned to a frown as the Rex leaned down to eat Chloe. Loki pointed.
“Watch out-”
A dart flew through the air and hit the Rex in the head. It let out an irritated roar and turned to face its attacker. Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma winked at Chloe.
“Thanks for helping Loki. Now, let’s finish this!”
Chloe began to run backwards, pointing his rifle and shooting another dart at the Rex. Loki did the same once he finished reloading. The Rex let out a furious roar and stomped its foot into the snow, flailing its tiny arms about until letting out a fearsome roar that shook the ground.
ROARRRRR!
Chloe’s finger began to shake on the trigger, and her eyes widened. Her body began to shake.
“What’s- happening?” Chloe asked as he began to shake, “I can’t move…”
Loki felt unaffected by this change, however. He took another shot at the Rex and grabbed Chloe by the arm, leading her away from the danger. As Chloe stumbled along and the Rex continued to chase them, Chloe blinked his eyes and shook her head, no longer in shock.
“Ah ha!” Chloe shouted. She aimed her rifle with one arm and shot again. Pew!
The Rex was definitely beginning to get drowsier. Its steps began to grow slower, and its eyelids began to droop. One more stumble, and it began to sway back and forth. Mr. Ma let out a laugh as he shot another dart.
“It’s almost down! Put your all into it kiddos!”
Chloe and Loki reloaded their rifles as quickly as they could, and then they aimed at the Rex, taking one final shot…
As the darts made their target, the Rex let out a bellow of defeat, and collapsed to the ground.
“Ha ha ha! We did it!” Mr. Ma exclaimed in joy. He giddily ran up to the Rex and began to feed it some of the meat he had gathered in the morning. Chloe turned to Loki and gave him a grin.
“Nice,” Chloe turned to Mr. Ma, “Hey can I name him?”
“Yeah sure, go for it.”
Chloe grinned harder and walked up to the Rex, caressing his jawline.
“I’m thinking… Crusher.”
They spent the next half hour waiting for the Tyrannosaurus to awake and be theirs.
The three walk back to the settlement, Crusher following closely behind. Loki could see Brad and his goons shaking in their boots as they approached town.
“T-T-T-T-REX!” Brad shook as he pointed a crooked finger at Crusher. Brad’s goons began to run away, and as Brad tried to run away he slipped and fell into the snow. Brad turned around with wide eyes as the Rex leaned forward and began to smell Brad’s scent.
“Me, Mr. Mo, and Chloe have tamed a Tyrannosaurus to devour anyone who does not listen for the betterment of this camp!” Loki’s voice boomed, “You have all taken things too far… So now it’s time we have the nonsense stop! We won’t let anyone hold us back!”
Everyone seemed to oblige, nodding intensely and sweating profusely. Loki frowned, he right about expected Mr. Ma to put a hand on his shoulder and scold him for being too violent…
But Mr. Ma patted him on the back.
Loki turned around and Mr. Ma smiled at him.
“You were ruthless,” Mr. Ma said with a grin. Chloe smiled and nodded along.
“Yeah, Mr. Ma's right. That was pretty cool. Not bad, Loki.”