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I’ve set up shop at Brawler’s Bay, a beautiful area boasting a double-tiered waterfall and a small bay filled with vibrant coral. The northernmost section of the Western Coast of the Island, Brawler’s Bay borders the Whitesky Peak and the Western Plains.
I decided to take my basilo Slick for his first dive just off the coast. I killed around six sharks and a couple swarms of jellyfish in the bay and then dove into the kelp. I hadn’t been in the deep for more than a minute or two, when what did I spy swimming directly below me but the unicorn of the sea.
The Lio tried attacking me but did no damage, and I swam away from it hoping to escape its interest. I ran right into a pack of eels and killed them quickly, but the Lio swam right in the way and got bit as well. The water swirled around it in a bright whirlpool and the creature vanished without a trace.
Shocked, I swam around a little longer but decided to head for home when I found I was sharing the sea with an alpha shark and a massive tuso.
Call me Lucky.
So, I had one tamed on rag, but halfway through the buff timer I sadly had a death inside the ice cave on rag. So, I went to collect my basi to head towards the Island to try my luck there instead. Upon arriving the Lio was >STILL THERE?!< its tame timer was at 0, and it had shrunk to the size of a jerboa. Oh but it gets better, when I went up to it it gave me a refreshed 6hr buff timer.
The Ark gods are trying to make up for all the times they wiped me 😅😁
The Underwater Encounter
Ok, so. I was at herbi island on mobile and I went to the back of the island and to the bottom of the ocean the first thing I see is a dunky and I'm like "oh cool I should tame that." Then I see 5 megalodon d and I'm like " oh frick I better run AND THEN I SEE 2 LIOPLEURODONS RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND IM LIKE "OH MY GOD WHAT"
AND THEN I SEE IM ABOUT TO BE ATTACKED BY 3 ANGLERS AND 2 EURYPTERIDS AND IM LIKE " HOLY LORD SAVE ME" And then I manage to get away alive and peaceful at the back of herbi island
The End.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 2 By Swamp Guy
The bullet seemed to go in slow motion through the air. It whistled a violent tune as it neared its target.
Both Sean and Nightshade dodged. Nightshade ran at the attackers.
“Watch out, Rook!” The first man yelled, and as both men fled, the Mantis held up a shining claw to block the deadly jaws of the Deinonychus.
It was to no avail. Nightshade was too strong. She bit through the claw, and killed the Mantis almost instantly.
“I don’t have to say it, do I?” Sean smiled, and Nightshade ran off to deal with the attackers while Sean collected meat and chitin from the corpse.
“This place might not be so safe anymore.” Sean mused. “We might have to make a move.”
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The first man had escaped. He made his way back to Darklords’s secret fortress, deep in a White Cliffs ravine where they were well hidden. Turrets would pick off any hostiles. You did not mess with Darklords and live.
“Well, someone did.” The first man said to the Grand Generals of Darklords. The first one, Nia, was a woman who favored Wyverns more than any creature, and had a secret fleet (this secret had become common knowledge.) The other, known simply as “Gramps,” was a keen old man know for building massive bronto siege machines.
“This “Sean” is disturbing.” Gramps mused, stroking his beard. “What tribe do you think he was from, Yulock?”
“The Blades of Courage, we believe, sir.” Yulock replied. “He had a very powerful Deinonychus named Nightshade. It killed Rook, our Mantis, and Commander Kalik.”
“A survivor from the Blades of Courage must be quite hardy.” Nia said. “We destroyed them nearly a year ago.”
“We shall tell Grandmaster this... interesting news.” Gramps said. “Good work, soldier. You have delivered vital information.”
Yulock saluted valiantly. “What is my next mission, Grand Generals?” He asked.
Nia was the first to reply. “Hunt down this ‘Sean’... and bring him to us.”
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 3
Guards were positioned up and down the Wyvern Trench. Well hidden with Ghillie armor, which also provided protection against the heat, they each held assault rifles. These guards were on important duty.
One of the guards was Yulock. This was not the Darklords. This was the last remaining large tribe besides them, known as the Dragonslayers. Yulock figured that Sean would decide to move to a friendly tribe, and this was the only known friendly tribe left in all of Valguero.
After a few days, Yulock decided to take drastic actions. He fled to the aberration cave. This had been near where Sean was before. But Sean wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there was a purple Deinonychus body lying dead on the ground...
Yulock crept closer to Nightshade’s corpse. He crept back. He fled back into the massive caverns. He would build an army there. And that Deinonychus wasn’t dead...
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The redwoods were...an interesting place. Sean had been there before, but he had never really been “Thyla’d.” In truth, he didn’t know what that was.
Of course, until a giant cat dropped from the trees to attack Sean.
Nightshade was there, of course. She had been playing dead to fool that man. Somehow he had escaped.
But the Thyla ripped Sean off his mount.
“Perfect tame!” Sean yelled, fumbling for his Longneck and rapidly firing tranq darts into the furry hide of the beast.
After much too long of a struggle, the Thyla went out cold.
“We’d better find a sheep before this wakes up.” Sean said to Nightshade, who ran off. She soon came back with a plump Ovis from the White Cliffs. They killed it, and fed the mutton to the Thyla.
It soon woke up. Sean stepped back a bit. The Thyla, however, purred happily and nuzzled Sean.
“Let’s name our new friend Timber.” Sean said, noting the gray patches amidst the light scarlet of the thyla’s main coat, and thinking about how they fall out of the trees to kill you.
A saddle wasn’t too hard. Just when they fitted Timber with it, a voice could be heard. Nightshade also smelled a Ravager.
“Target located. Moving in.”
The Twisted Sands- Not Quite Chapter 1 but this’ll help build the story- By Swamp Guy
“Nice work, 89.” “We’ve got the eggs, let’s head out.”
The guy named 89 just shrugged and hopped on his Megalania. They had gotten three fire wyvern eggs, two posion ones, and four lightning ones.
“My jerboa died this time. I’m not going back.”
“Relax, 89. Just stop bringing shoulder pets to the most dangerous place in the desert!”
“That was my best Jerboa. I almost lost him a million times. I’m not going back.”
Kalo slapped 89 in the face. “I’m a higher rank than you, you son of a-“
“Shut. Up.” 89 held up his hand. Let me say a few things.
“No! NO!” Kalo screamed.
“For starters, there’s an Alpha Wyvern behind us.”
Kalo screamed and ran off, leaving his Thyla for dead. 89 calmly assessed the situation. He took out a compound bow for the initial counterattack. Then, he went all in with his Megalania.
“See, Robber?” 89 said to his Megalania. “That’s where you get when you’re just patient.” He snickered. “I also took all the eggs out of Kalo’s bag.”
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The next week, 89 had finished his base. No tribes, no friends, just turrets, tames, crops, and cool architecture. He hopped on his Fire Wyvern, Flamethrower. It was time to pay an old friend a visit.
Kalo was hunting Deathworms in the dunes, as he always did. 89 geared up in full desert cloth and rode Flamethrower out to the oasis dunes.
“Who are you?” Kalo asked when 89 landed next to him. Kalo was atop a raptor, and he had a Titanoboa clutched in its claws.
“It’s me.” 89 removed his hat.
“You...” Kalo growled. “You stole my Wyvern eggs.”
89 shrugged. “I’d like to recruit you to my new tribe.”
“Why should-“ Kalo started, but he wasn’t able to finish. A massive hole opened up in the sky from far away, and the two people in the dunes thought they could see something fall out of it.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 3
Guards were positioned up and down the Wyvern Trench. Well hidden with Ghillie armor, which also provided protection against the heat, they each held assault rifles. These guards were on important duty.
One of the guards was Yulock. This was not the Darklords. This was the last remaining large tribe besides them, known as the Dragonslayers. Yulock figured that Sean would decide to move to a friendly tribe, and this was the only known friendly tribe left in all of Valguero.
After a few days, Yulock decided to take drastic actions. He fled to the aberration cave. This had been near where Sean was before. But Sean wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there was a purple Deinonychus body lying dead on the ground...
Yulock crept closer to Nightshade’s corpse. He crept back. He fled back into the massive caverns. He would build an army there. And that Deinonychus wasn’t dead...
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The redwoods were...an interesting place. Sean had been there before, but he had never really been “Thyla’d.” In truth, he didn’t know what that was.
Of course, until a giant cat dropped from the trees to attack Sean.
Nightshade was there, of course. She had been playing dead to fool that man. Somehow he had escaped.
But the Thyla ripped Sean off his mount.
“Perfect tame!” Sean yelled, fumbling for his Longneck and rapidly firing tranq darts into the furry hide of the beast.
After much too long of a struggle, the Thyla went out cold.
“We’d better find a sheep before this wakes up.” Sean said to Nightshade, who ran off. She soon came back with a plump Ovis from the White Cliffs. They killed it, and fed the mutton to the Thyla.
It soon woke up. Sean stepped back a bit. The Thyla, however, purred happily and nuzzled Sean.
“Let’s name our new friend Timber.” Sean said, noting the gray patches amidst the light scarlet of the thyla’s main coat, and thinking about how they fall out of the trees to kill you.
A saddle wasn’t too hard. Just when they fitted Timber with it, a voice could be heard. Nightshade also smelled a Ravager.
“Target located. Moving in.”
I knew a lot about ark even when I was really new, but until about 2 months ago, I didn’t think mosa’s, liopluradon (I know I spelt that wrong) and tuso’s didn’t spawn on mobile, so when I saw them on servers I immediately thought “well they must play on pc”. I literally only found out that servers weren’t mixed console a couple months ago too, and that’s kinda embarrassing because I’ve been playing for at least 2 years now 🤦♀️
A quick preview of an upcoming story I will write:
Nedti scrambled down the cliff, but the Tropeo Bombers were in hot pursuit. Landing on her feet, she ran past griffins in the canyon. She pulled out her climbing picks and scrambled up to a nest, pulling out a red gem. She threw it on the Squadron Leader, who caught it in his Desert Cloth-gloved hand. “A little present for you!” Nedti yelled, ducking for cover as all the griffins came roaring from the canyon, straight at the Bomber Squadron. A flak helmet, fortunately empty whacked her in the side of her face, sending her toppling backwards.
“I really wish I had brought my tapejara from the island.” She groaned. She got up and ran and ran until she made it inside a massive gorge, with a sandstone ceiling covering part of the sky.
“Safe at last.” She whispered, but it was too soon. A massive swarm of Crystal Wyvern Heirs came spiraling from the many nooks all around the gorge.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 4
Yulock awoke to a low, deep growl, the kind you feel in your gut and the kind that leads to your tames getting killed.
Aberrant Carnotaurus were nearby. Two of them, circling around an Alpha Karkinos. Also bad.
Aberrant Raptor attacks were common here, but Yulock hadn’t been attacked- yet.
“Aberrant Arthropleuras.” He whispered. “Perfect.” He had some spoiled meat in his bag. He just had to watch for seekers.
An army of death spitting centipedes was perfect. Their armor and their poison would be perfect against that incredible deinonychus.
He also tamed a Ravager, thoughts of becoming a Grand General one day spiraling through his head as he prepared an army.
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“We know you survived, whoever you are.” Sean pointed at the bush.
The bush spit poison, cutting through Sean’s desert cloth armor. Aberrant Arthropleuras swarmed from all the hidden places around Sean and his tames. Timber and Noghtshade went straight to it, ripping through the malicious centipedes, but it was not enough.
Then, when Sean and his tames were at the brink of death, a shadowy figure on a Wyvern picked Sean and his tames up and flew away.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 2 By Swamp Guy
The bullet seemed to go in slow motion through the air. It whistled a violent tune as it neared its target.
Both Sean and Nightshade dodged. Nightshade ran at the attackers.
“Watch out, Rook!” The first man yelled, and as both men fled, the Mantis held up a shining claw to block the deadly jaws of the Deinonychus.
It was to no avail. Nightshade was too strong. She bit through the claw, and killed the Mantis almost instantly.
“I don’t have to say it, do I?” Sean smiled, and Nightshade ran off to deal with the attackers while Sean collected meat and chitin from the corpse.
“This place might not be so safe anymore.” Sean mused. “We might have to make a move.”
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The first man had escaped. He made his way back to Darklords’s secret fortress, deep in a White Cliffs ravine where they were well hidden. Turrets would pick off any hostiles. You did not mess with Darklords and live.
“Well, someone did.” The man said to the Grand Generals of Darklords. The first one, Nia, was a woman who favored Wyverns more than any creature, and had a secret fleet (this secret had become common knowledge.) The other, known simply as “Gramps,” was a keen old man know for building massive bronto siege engines.
“This “Sean” is disturbing.” Gramps mused, stroking his beard. “What tribe do you think he was from, Yulock?”
“The Blades of Courage, we believe, sir.” Yulock replied. “He had a very powerful Deinonychus named Nightshade. It killed our Mantis “Rook”, and Commander Kalik.”
“A survivor from the Blades of Courage must be quite hardy.” Nia said. “We destroyed them nearly a year ago.”
“We shall tell Grandmaster this... interesting news.” Gramps said. “Good work, soldier. You have delivered vital information.”
Yulock saluted valiantly. “What is my next mission, Grand Generals?” He asked.
Nia was the first to reply. “Hunt down this ‘Sean’... and bring him to us.”
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 1 By Swamp Guy
Sean watched the placid surface of the lake. A Megalodon fin breached the surface. Behind him, the jungle was quiet. The entrance to the Aberration Cave was nearby. A lone ichthyornis circled overhead, swooping down to catch Coelacanths.
Nightshade, Sean’s Deinonychus, stood, tail waving in the slight breeze. Since the Alpha Tribe, known as the Darklords, had sieged and destroyed Sean’s tribe, Sean and Nightshade had been on their own.
Sean patted Nightshade’s Purple-feathered head. She was the first mount Sean had ever tamed. Stealing the egg had been, well, very hard, but when Nightshade’s purple head peeked out from the egg, Sean knew it was worth it.
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“Target located” A man whispered in the bushes. His mantis was right behind him.
“Affirmative.” Another man said from about ten feet off. The second man loaded a machined sniper and lined up to shoot.
“Don’t even think about it.” Sean snarled. “No Darklords soldier will ever tangle with me and survive.”
“It’s you and your pet versus me, my friend here, our guns, and a mantis! What can you do?”
“You obviously have never seen a Deinonychus.” Sean laughed.
Everyone tensed, wating.
The second man took his shot.
Saw my first one today . I was swimming with my dunky and all of a sudden a Tornado thing was killing me . I didn’t even know this was thing so I woke up in my bed confused. I later jump on my meg , swim down there and low and behold he is dealing 434 damage . I killed it and no joke a alpha mosa spawns on top of me . yeah as you can probably tell my meg got destroyed by it , this event had put me off water adventures for now.
The Hungry Dark- Chapter 11
Nia and Gramps were sliding off their quetz. Dragonslayer Ice Wyverns lurked ominously below. A final hit from a giga knocked them off. They were caught by an Ice Wyvern. The rider flew them off and dropped them in a big metal box on a bronto. There, they met their fellow prisoners.
“They’re winning!” Willow yelled over the cannon fire and the roars. “We have to do something.
Darklords soldiers came running at them. They shot metal arrows. Sean dodged. Willow wasn’t so fortunate.
“Willow! Are you okay?” Sean asked, piling bullets into the guards.
“Yeah...-cough-...I’m fine...” he moaned.
One last Darklords trooper came at them, no weapons in hand. He knocked Willow backwards. Sean killed the trooper.
Willow was hanging on a crag. Below him, the fiery Wyvern Trench.
“Grab my hand!” Sean yelled. Willow clamped on, and Sean began to pull him up.
A pack of Darklords Deinonychus came at them, teeth bared.
“Let go, Sean!” Willow cried. “There’s no point in both of us dying today!”
“Shut up!” Sean yelled. The Deinonychus were getting closer and closer. “I’m not going to let anyone else die for me!”
The Deinonychus jumped, ready for the kill. Time seemed to slow down.
“Just let go!” Willow yelled. “You have to do this!”
The Deinonychus were ready for the fatal blow. Sean knew what he had to do.
“I’m sorry, Willow.” He let go, and Willow fell down to his fiery death.
Nightshade and Timber came to his side. After the fight, the bodies of so many Darklords soldiers and tames- including Yulock’s- were laid out around him.
He sat there as a war raged on around him. He sat there, planning revenge. Revenge for Willow.