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Listen here boys and girls, for it is story time. Once upon a time on my early game raft with my raptor, I was sailing towards my allies base. Keep in mind this was a modded unofficial server. So I turn around and see two of these chasing me! So, when they attacked us...
My raptor jumped off to fight them. Bless him. I had enough time to sail away, but the raptor never was seen again. Yet, I never got the death message..
YOSHI PLEASE BACK!!
Ultimus Chapter 17: Others
Paul Riddley stood there next to his newest tame that they acquired, a Ceratosaurus. She was young and honestly quite inexperienced and weak compared to what he had been riding for the past several months.
‘She may not be Brutus, but they sure great travel mounts.’ He thought as he mounted, The Scottish-American had ridden countless young and inexperienced horses where he was from but it was different riding an inexperienced dinosaur. He took a glance down at his wrist only to remember that he didn’t have a watch. He looked towards the blue sky, hating how it never changed. He hated having to worry about not knowing the time of day. Their Tek went dead on them a few hours after they arrived, three days ago. Erica said that Element would be easier to get here than on the Ark, but it would take time to get used to their new surroundings and strengthen their forces. They kept the armor, but Paul still missed being able to tell proper time everywhere he went and not guess at everything.
“Quit worrying about Jonathan and Sylas, Paul. They're fine, probably squabbling but fine.” A voice said next to him, that would be his right-hand woman Erica Stevens. A woman who had a reserved past but who he’d been friends with since they met on that place’s beach 8 months ago. She was riding a trike that she named Taurus.
“You make them sound like children. Do you mean squabble like arguing children or squabble like at one having the other at knifepoint? And I’m also worried about Freya if you must know, this place seems more dangerous than the Ark we came from. We should have helped her on this hunt.” Paul said, Erica looked at him with a goofy concerned look.
“You know that only happened twice with Jonathan in the beginning and Sylas was screaming like a chicken on both occasions.” Erica said,
“And about Freya?” Paul asked,
“Freya is an adult, Paul. She would’ve forced you to stay while she hunted by herself. To a point that she would knock you out.” Erica answered.
“I suppose you're right on that, but you should have stayed back with Sylas and Jonathan to watch over them while I waited here.”
“And listen to them bicker the entire time, why do you think I came along?” Erica said jokingly, Paul looked at her unamused. He sighed as he looked off into the distance of the vast wasteland.
“What else is bothering you, Paul?” Erica said smiling,
“Why didn’t you tell us? In the hallway to the arena… that one hologram, why didn’t you tell us that was our home now?” Paul said staring her down, Erica’s smile disappeared and she looked away.
“It was irrelevant at the time.”
“Irrelevant Erica?! The Earth hasn’t gotten dark since we got here?! The landscape of Earth is dead and so alien to what it normally was then?! The moon, the thing I looked at for its beauty for years is shattered into bloody pieces! How could you think it was irrelevant to anyone Erica?!” Paul confronted,
“It was irrelevant because it was Paul!! We were being hunted by Priests of Mictlantecuhtli forces and their psycho leader so I didn’t really think about telling you!! Plus I had never seen or had to deal with those caves before so that was stressful in itself. Now yes, the Earth was dying from a war that happened before I was born, but only its ecosystem at my time. Earth had a rotation and the moon was fine, I didn’t know about any of the rest. But it doesn’t change the fact that Earth is dying unless we get that station down! And for that, we have to find the system.” Erica spat in anger, the two then sat there in silence as they waited for their friend for several minutes. Paul felt bad for chewing her out. He hated getting angry at people, but he felt misled by her telling them how to get down here but not being told what happened to Earth. However, he heard a noise in the distance but didn’t catch it and tried to listen to it again.
“Look, Paul, I’m sorry that I-” “Pin yer lugs back.” Paul interrupted.
“Paul, you know how I hate apologizing for anything, so can you please just let me-” She said before pausing, noticing that Paul’s hand was over his mouth in the quiet motion and pointed towards the wasteland. She listened for a moment before hearing a voice.
“Paul, Erica!! I need help over here!” A voice’s shout echoed from the distance. It was Freya. The two looked at each other.
“What do you think she wants?” Erica said,
“I don’t know, but it would definitely be important.” Paul said.
Then they rode their mounts as quickly as possible to get over to where they saw Freya go off to. Where they found the ground lowered into a Sulfur Field. They didn’t know where to go from there, but they didn’t have to know where. They heard shouting and yelling coming from the left side of the Sulfur Field. They began to rush towards the noise to see what was going on. As they got closer, they began to hear what the shouter was saying.
“STOP SPEAKING LIKE THAT!! WHAT ARE YOU!?” The voice shouted, they began to rush, and as they got to a ridge. They saw what was going on.
There they saw Freya, hands in the air with her one Axe on the ground as she was trying to talk down a masked figure, with his face almost entirely covered. The man held a bow aiming at her head. Erica pulled from her saddle a longneck rifle and aimed it at the assailant. Paul looked over at her and his eyes widened.
“Erica, Don’t!!” He said a bit loud, a little too loudly as Freya and the masked person looked at them. Immediately the bow changed color to a red and his aim changed direction towards them. Erica lowered her rifle and scowled at Paul.
“Way to go.” She growled, Paul glared at her but was interrupted by the masked person.
“What are you things! Aliens? Ghosts? My Sanity? What Are You!!” The person yelled with the voice trembling, it sounded like a man from what Paul could tell.
“What are you talking about? We’re like you? Humans, survivors. From the Arks.” Paul yelled back,
“What?” The masked man said,
“The Arks, a place you were before, one that was lusher than it is here?” Paul said, the man seemed to pull his bow harder back as he aimed.
“Quit lying and tell me… What Are You?!” He said aimed it at Paul. Paul raised his hands in the air before he slowly put them on his saddle and dismounted.
“What are you doing!?” Erica said aloud as Paul got off the Ceratosaurus and began walking with his hands in the air down a path that led him to the masked man. As he got closer, he could see the man was wearing armor similar to Tek, and his bow also seemed to be. However the dark lensed goggles and what looked like a futuristic bandanna didn’t seem to be Tek, though they were futuristic to some degree and they seemed to be attached to each other. His hair was dirty blonde and messy. While his aim and movement was that of stone on Paul. His breathing was shallow and rapid as Paul got closer.
“D-D-Don’t get closer.” The man said, but Paul didn’t listen. He continued walking up to the man until he was only about 6 feet away. Paul lowered his hands and showed them to the man. He spun around slowly before facing the man once again.
“We are just like you. It’s okay.” Paul said, the man looked at him, at first he seemed to not care. But he lowered his weapon and dropped it on the ground. Slowly, his breathing began to increase in volume and turned into hyperventilating. He ripped off his goggles and mask to get more air, revealing his face. He was young, early twenties or late teens. His deep green eyes were red and teary as he stared at Paul.
“Please, please tell me your real? Please tell me I’m not imagining you all?” The man heaved, tearing as he did. Paul was confused by this question in its entirety, but the man was dead serious in asking the question.
“Yes, yes we’re real.” He said, the man started crying as he balled up on the ground and began to cry. Paul was shocked by this reaction. He honestly wasn’t sure what to do. He looked over at Freya, she grabbed her axe off the ground and walked towards him.
“He’s such a broken man. I could hear it through his voice.” She spoke, her mouth moving differently than what Paul heard. However, he had gotten used to it.
“I’m s-sorry, I didn’t mean t- I’m so sorry.” The man began sobbing, repeating it over and over.
“Hey, hey, It’s okay. You did no harm, so there isn’t anything wrong. Now yer looking a bit peely wally, sit here and rest.” Paul said kneeling next to him. The man looked confused still crying but he nodded in compliance. Paul got up to see Erica running down to them with her rifle in hand. He started walking toward her and Freya followed carrying her axe. They were outside of earshot of the man at this point.
“So, what are we going to do with this guy?” Erica said, her tone serious and her face uneasy.
“I Havnae a Scooby.” Paul said thoughtfully, he was replaying the scene that just happened in his head.
“Well, I don’t think we should let him live.” Erica an
“What? What harm has he done? I don’t think we should leave him alone. He’s in pain.” Freya argued, Erica scoffed at this.
“He’s done a fair bit of harm. Especially since he’s in that armor and has that weapon. And you think it’s okay to let him into our tribe?”
“Well, why not? He can be a useful ally.”
“You’re too trusting in others, Freya.” Erica said irritated.
“And you are too distrustful of others Erica. What could he do to us?” Freya said.
“What if it’s a trap, what if he has allies and they are waiting to ambush our entire group? If they are all wearing what he is wearing, we’re all dead with no chance. That’s why we should kill him, we get the armor and gear and we would be a whole lot safer.” Erica said, Freya shook her head as she said this.
“You’re being absurd Erica.” Freya said.
“No, you are the only one who’s being absurd here Freya.” Erica said irritated,
“Both of you, keep yer heids!” Paul shouted stepping into the argument.
“Freya, you are being a bit too at ease here with this situation. It could be very well a trap.” Paul said, Erica huffed proudly, “Let me finish Erica. However, Freya, I agree with you.” Paul finished.
“What?!” Erica said,
“He’s having a breakdown Erica, and he isn’t faking it. And what it’s from that I’ve seen is believing that we weren’t and threatening to shoot us. He’s alone, and to be honest I don’t think it’s safe to leave him. Plus, he may have better experience in this world than any of us here.” Paul answered,
“What experience?! I lived here!! We don’t need him.” Erica stated,
“True, but you’ve even said it yourself that this place is different from when you were here. He may know this place better than you.” Paul stated, Erica gave him a scowl.
“Are you doing this to get back at me?” She said irritated.
“No, I’m doing this for our best chance at survival.” Paul fibbed, he knew that he did do it slightly because of that reason. He walked away from the other and went over to the man. He seemed a bit calmer. His breathing slowed and his sniffling more quieter. His nature seemed almost childlike.
“Hey, you good?” Paul asked kindly, the man nodded.
“Do you mind if I ask you some questions?” Paul asked, the man shook his head.
“I don’t mind, if you allow me to ask you some questions.”
“Alright, let’s start with an easy question. Where were you f-”
“Arat Prime Military Hospital, born 2353.” He said quietly,
“Alright, what’s your name?” Paul asked, but the man stayed silent. Paul sighed to himself.
“My name is Paul Riddley by the way. I don’t think we got off the foot before.” Paul said, extending his hand out to the man. He looked at him for a moment before extending his hand out to shake.
“Andrew.”
“Andrew?”
“Just Andrew, what’s the point in a last name when you don’t have anyone who would use it.” He said, he looked above him as though looking at someone else. Paul glanced over his shoulder to see Erica walking up, hoisting the rifle over her shoulder. She saluted them, showing her implant in her wrist and Paul nodded. He looked back to see the man confused at what had happened. He took this curiously as this was the first time a survivor took it as they didn’t know what it meant.
“Alright, final what Ark did you first wake up from?” Paul asked.
“What?” The man said,
“Ark, you know. That place you were when you woke up?” Erica butted in.
“The Camacho Forest?”
“What? How- No, I mean the creature-infested, overgrown space stations? The Arks?” She continued,
“I don’t follow. What Space Stations? What other places? The only places I’ve been before are a few small outcrops of ruined buildings and towns, Sanctuary, and Camacho International Forest. Nowhere else, ” Andrew stated in frustration, Paul looked at Erica who seemed dumbfounded by this. And to Paul, he was just as confused by this. If he was a survivor, how did he get down here?
“Could I ask my questions now?” Andrew asked, Paul broke free from his thoughts for a moment to answer.
“Yeah, yeah. Go on.”
“How can you understand her, are you both fluent in her language?” He asked, pointing to Freya who was beginning to harvest the carcasses. Paul shot a confused look at Andrew.
“Don’t you?”
“No, I couldn’t understand anything she said. It’s why I became so afraid of her. I didn’t know what she was saying or what she wanted.”
“Isn’t your translator working?”
“Translator?”
“Aye, the one in your implant?”
“Implant?”
“Aye, the one in your left wrist.” He said, the man looked confused.
“What implant?”
“Here, let me see your wrist.” Paul said as he grabbed his wrist.
“The one right here?” He continued before pausing in confusion. There was no implant. Nothing of the sort.
“Erica, he doesn’t have one.” Paul said,
“That’s impossible, everyone on the Arks has to have one.”
“But I was never on these “Arks”. I was here on Earth ever since I woke up from Cryostasis.” Andrew said.
“How then? How- Cryostasis? You were frozen?” She asked, he nodded.
“For how long? And how long have you been awake since then?” She asked again.
“I’ve been awake for just over 12 years. As for how long, I don’t know. The longest-running clock before dying that I’ve found has said just over a thousand years from when I went into Cryostasis.” He stated.
“A thousand years?” Freya repeated. For Paul. A deep feeling in his gut dropped harder than anything he had ever felt. And he sure didn’t feel alone in this moment of grief and pain. As he knew both Freya and Erica had to have the same feelings.
I once encountered an Alpha Leed, and boy oh boy it was terrifying. I was sailing towards Herb island on a wood raft, and suddenly my boat started shaking. Never fear, I thought to myself! But then, and only then, did I see the size of this massive creature; the orange haze surrounding it's humongous body. It took out the raft in two hits, unlike the normal four or five. However, the scariest part, was it's speed. It zipped away from the wreckage of my raft, just as quick as it destroyed it. Beware of the Alpha Leed, for it is no myth, no legend, although I hope you never have to meet it like I had.
I had made my raft base and spent alot of time in it, had a scarco, trike and a pteranodon tamed and decided to move Mt raft base to the north. I had no idea this creature existed, I moving my base with my tames in the south ocean and this guy attacked my raft, which literally broke. Whole base, gone. My scarco managed to kill it, but I was in shock for 2 mins and couldn't believe my whole progress was gone. Now I'm making a base at the center of the map form scratch, with only my tames to help me. :(
Guys, hear my bad luck!
Sooo I was going to the desert on lost island after a successful mining trip, with my max level anky on a raft with me, close to the shore, when a leed spawns right behind me so I’m like “oh #@$# but I think I’m to shallow.” NOT! 3 seconds later, my Ankys drowning, I’m dieing to megs, a kapro TWO sarco and some mega pharinas. This ligit happend to me, I had 3700 plus metal!!! One up equals 1 prayer for my metal
P.s I had a high weigh anky and storage box’s on the boat if your wondering how I transported it all.
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 50: Psychosis
Part 3/5
Loki shut his eyes as tight as he could, searching through all the memories between him and Mr. Ma, searching for anything he could use to his advantage. He needed Mr. Ma to snap out of it.
And then a memory rushed by his eyes in a split second.
~
Loki grumbled as he was leaning against a wall. Once again he had been called to the principal’s office by Mr. Mo for some silly reason.
He hadn’t been keeping his grades up.
Mr. Mo’s door flung open, and Mr. Mo was standing there, his hands gently placed at his sides.
“We need to have a serious discussion about your grades, Loki.”
Loki walked into Mr. Mo’s office, and he shut the door behind him. Loki looked around the room. The wooden walls looked beyond repair, and the lightbulb above them looked half dim. Mr. Mo’s computer also looked ancient. There was a vase of hibiscus flowers on the desk, but they seemed to be dying.
“So…”
“Loki, I’m going to be frank with you, you have NOT been keeping up with your studies,” Mr. Mo said while pointing at the computer screen. Loki leaned forward. He saw his current grades, all highlighted in red. He was failing many of his classes.
“Okay, so what?” Loki replied, leaning back in his seat, “What does it matter?”
“Everything matters!” Mr. Mo shouted, pounding his fists on the desk, “If you fail your classes, you’ll be held back, and you’ll be blacklisted from entering any of the colleges! How will you work on your book and publish it to the world if you can’t enter a college?”
“But does it really have to be that way, Mr. Mo?” Loki asked, “Why are our lives dictated by this?”
“There has to be another way, right?”
Mr. Mo blinked his eyes, looking away. He began to scratch his chin, then subtly nodded.
“Maybe there is another way,” Mr. Mo said, “But, take it from me.”
“Just play it safe, alright? You don’t wanna end up like me.”
“I want you to succeed. I love your stories a lot. Much better than… Nevermind.”
Loki looked at the picture frame that was facing him, and saw a younger-looking Mr. Mo standing on a wooden stage with a boy that looked a lot like him, and a nice-looking lady with a soft smile. The only difference was his brown eyes, in contrast to Loki’s green.
It must have been his family.
~
“What about your wife?! How would she feel if she saw you like this?! How would your son feel if he saw you like this…” Loki cried out to Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma clasped his hands together and began to tremble.
“My son couldn’t even look me in the eye after my wife sacrificed herself for our safety. I’m sure he hated me for that.”
The white blobs refused to go away.
And Loki was beginning to lose hope.
Mr. Ma forced another punch at Loki, and Loki tanked it in his gut. He let out a gasp as the punch vibrated all across his organs. He collapsed to the ground, and Loki began to cough blood.
“Ugh,” Loki moaned. His eyesight began to fade. Mr. Ma was carrying the pike within his hands again. Loki felt something cloud his eyes. Tears. He looked to the right to see Maddox rested against the wall. He looked peaceful.
Loki looked back. Mr. Ma was trembling again.
“I don’t want to-” Mr. Ma said again.
“I’m not going to do it,” Loki firmly said, “I give up Mr. Ma… Just finish it.”
“There’s no fixing this.”
Mr. Ma continued to tremble, his hands shaking. He raised the pike up into the air. Loki looked deep into the confines of Mr. Ma’s shackles, the white blobs that disconnected him from the reality they were in.
As Mr. Ma stared into Loki’s deep, green eyes…
Suddenly, Mr. Ma began to remember!
Legends of Pandora
Chapter 1 ~road rage~
“What do you mean earth?!” Stainly said. “Look around, there’s no skybox and yet there’s the sun and we can breath.” Ron said. “Why isn’t the sun moving..” Skyla asked. “And why DOES IT BURN MY EYESSSS!” Ping said. “It always does that..” Nash said. “Oh” Ping said. “Oi! Look!” Birch said. The others looked across the plains and saw what Birch was gesturing to, it was a vehicle, an apocalyptic buggy, driven by three mesopithicus and there was a deinonychus latched onto the side, the buggy was escorted by two motorbikes, somehow driven by mantises. “What the heck?” Bones said. “We sshould probably run right?” Seascale said. “By the looks of those Dino skulls on their vehicles, YES!” Ron said. They all turned and started to pile up onto Bones and Lagoon, the two started running or hovering away, but the vehicles were fast, they caught up the the group quickly. “Ahoy there matey!” The deinonychus said in a piratey accent. “Where on land..” Ron called back. “Oh right, well in that case, PULL OVER!” He said cackling. “Ok.” Lagoon said, she slammed down onto the ground, the buggy and one bike barely dodged her but the left bike crashed into her rocky backside. “You alright Steven?!” The deinonychus called back. “His name is Regie!” The other mantis biker said. “Eh all you mantises look the same.” He said. Just then Bones turned around and faced the buggy head on, they collided and the buggy flipped backwards throwing the deinonychus and a few mesopithicus overboard. “THAT WAS FUN, let’s go again..” The deinonychus said, he leapt at Bones clutching onto his right thigh. “Get off!” Bones growled. “Uh uh! Not till you say the magic word!!” He replied. “AAAAAGGHH” Quan yelled as he swung his mace down onto the deinonychus’s head. “S-sorry the magic word is not.. Arrrg-” he started, then went unconscious falling off of Bones. “Guys! Reinforcements!” Ron said pointing to the horizon, they looked and saw a dozen more buggies and bikes charging towards them, these buggies had harpoon and net gun attachments equipped. “I can take em!” Bones said. “So can I!” Lagoon chimed in.
“Master Ras, hop on!” The other mantis biker said pulling up to the dazed deinonychus. He shook his head and was instantly alert again. “LETS GOOOO!” Ras shouted, jumping onto the back of the motorbike. As the reinforcements neared the two massive creatures readied themselves, but they weren’t ready for this. Two buggies harpooned Lagoons front legs and then drove past her, pulling her legs out from under her and forcing her to fall. Then more drove past harpooning the other legs and dragging her behind them, some creatures boarded Lagoon and netted the group in tek nets, then a few bikers drove up to Bones, dodging his strikes and netting those on his back, then a buggy equipped with a huge net gun fired at Bones, and then two bikes drove around his legs using ropes to tie his legs together, toppling him over, the group had been easily captured and humiliated.
***
“Lord Ryker, there are disturbing rumors about a few *whispers* being found unconscious in a fishing village near The guiding shores region. Shall I investigate.” A shadowmane said. “Yes Killion, see to it. Alone. And don’t get your hopes up for revenge. It could just be another rumor.” Ryker said. “Yes boss.” Killion replied. The shadowmane pawed out of the room and then another creature entered. “Wretch, is it finished?” Ryker asked. “Yes m-my lord, your replacement jaw is ready, I do hope the pain hasn’t grown? This new model should be more rust resistant.” The araneo said. “Show me.” Ryker said. The six legged spider led Ryker through their scrap metal tunnel-like base, until they reached his cluttered workshop. “This it?” Ryker asked. “Yes master, is it to y-your liking?” Wretch said. “Yes, I quite like the color change.” Ryker said. “I thought you would! Matches the new style eh?” The araneo said holding up his two metal arms. “Yes, get it sharpened and ready, I’ll return in a few hours.” Ryker said. Ryker exited the room, he could hear Wretch frantically scuttling around searching for his Sharpening steel. He walked out of the base and into the snowy taiga he called home. He breathed in the cold air, and had flashbacks of his childhood, of his experimentation, of the first seed he planted on this ark, and of his mother. He sighed, then turned to see Asher. “Any news on Ras’s hunt?” Ryker said. “Yes scouts say he’s heading back, with a large load of creatures, useful ones by the look of it.” Asher said. “Alright, tell Hemlock to prepare for new arrivals.” Ryker said. Asher nodded and turned away, she stopped and looked back, “if you ever want to talk-” “go!” Ryker snapped. She listened walking back into the tunnel. ‘Remember son, knowledge is power. Being the biggest guy in the room isn’t what matters.’ “Don’t worry mama, now I am both. I hope I made you proud…”