First time I found out these existed was when I returned too Ark recently for the first time since it was in preview... unlocked the raft chucked my trike, dodos, paras and dilo’s and headed too my early game haven (Herbivore Island, yes I’m a coward) too start my life, hire some beasts and train like Rocky too tackle the bad men over on the mainland.... well... this fat idiot was like “Nah fam” munched my raft in a couple hits mere metres from the safety of my paradise... down went my large chests... and my heroic pack of friends sacrificed themselves too him and his 3-4 Megalodon friends too allow me too arrive sodden and scarred internally at the sight of my beloved creatures demise too the jaws of Doom, with nothing but the clothes on my back and my stone tools.... life hasnt been quite right since that fateful day but I picked myself up and paid tribute too my lost comrades. One day my revenge will arrive in the form of a Mosasaur and his own army of Megalodon goons.... soon.
Once me and my friends were heading to our town on herbivore island, and then this thing comes. It's like out of Moby Dick. One of my friends shouted "ABANDON SHIP!" And jumped into the ocean, swimming to shore. Me and my two other friends stayed on the ship, with our rifles ready. Then my friend who abandoned us tried to help us by shooting the beast with a bazooka. He did manage to kill it, but he killed us and the raft too. We have since put handcuffs on him, and put him in our prison in the cave in carnivore island.