Saw this dude at the bottom of the ocean on my itchy and I was on a taming hunt and I had about 4 cryopoded animals and I got so excited for this 30 minute expiry piece of magic crud and I had bought lots of honey so I came up to it but then this alpha mosa came out of nowhere and 1 shotted it. The last thing me keyboard saw was my fists.

Legends of Pandora

Chapter 2 ~ Edmundium bridge ~

Ras’s group had sent for reinforcements after capturing the group, the reinforcements had brought a large transport vehicle with a rusted metal platform hitched behind it to move Bones, while the others were shoved in the back of a few prison transport buggies, the backseats fitted with bars and locks. Lagoon was harpooned by four buggies and guided along the Grassy landscape. The Andrewsarchus who had originally told Ryker of the group arriving on the grassy ark rode up beside the transport holding Nash, Skyla, Ron, The Chief, and a sea serpent. The hog-like creature had a metal saddle with a machine gun fixed to the top of it, riding the andrew was a Jerboa with a bite mark taken out of his ear. The Jerboa sneered at the prisoners as the Andrew rode past, Nash noticed the andrew had a glass eye. latched onto said prison transport was Ras. “Ras, the prisoners are secured, but I sense a dust storm brewing. We should make haste.” The Jerboa said. “Yea and fast!” The Andrew said, not knowing what “haste” means. “We should be to the Caldera region by then, we’ll wait it out in a cave.” Ras replied. The caravan reached the edge of the ark and could see a volcanic ark in front of them, the only problem was a massive gorge in-between them and the next ark. The only way through was a bridge made of corrupted element. The buggies stopped dead in their tracks. “Why did we stop?” Ron asked. “It’s almost noon..” Ras said ominously, with no hint of his usual humor. “What happenss at noon?” Seascale asked. Ras looked around, behind them was the dust storm, closing fast. “We don’t have a choice. HOW FUN! EVERYONE SADDLE UP, WE RIDE IMMEDIATELY!” Ras Shouted for all his men to hear. “But Boss!” The Jerboa started. “I said, saddle up Hermes!” Ras snapped. Hermes jumped back onto the andrewsarchus’s back. The buggies tore of towards the bridge, the group was still confused on what all the urgency was about, and then the Ark pillars began to glow. “What’s going on?!” Nash shouted at Ras. “Every day the arks burn away the element from the surrounding area, it grows back really fast, but in two minutes it’s all gone, and guess what we’re driving on!” Ras answered, just as the buggies drove onto the element bridge “THIS IS INSANE!” The chief yelled. “I know, isn’t it great!!” Ras said. They drove at full speed but the bridge was long, and they were out of time, the pillars blasted a wave of cleansing element, the bridge shook and began to crumble, “a bit early today heh.. that or my watch broke, Ras said looking at a clearly shattered pocket watch. Bones’ platform brought up the rear, but he was tied up. Another blast from the pillars and gaps in the bridge began to form, some of the bikes in the caravan had already fallen, and the buggy containing Seascale and the Pengujas was headed straight for a hole. “We musst esscape!” Seascale said urgently, Ping reached into the front seat of the buggy through the bars and grabbed at the mesopithicus driver’s keys, the driver was too busy dodging potholes that he didn’t pay any mind to Ping, but the passenger did, it was a noglin, who had Quan’s mace, he lifted the mace above his head in his mouth and swung at Ping, who lunged back out of the way, the mace broke a hole in the bars, allowing Seascale to slip out, he coiled around the noglin, who dropped the mace into the driver’s lap, the mesopithicus blurted out a scream and the buggy turned of course, aiming for the side of the bridge. “Everyone out!” Seascale said, holding the noglin down. They drove at Kairukus climbed out of the cage and through the sunroof, onto the roof of the car, Quan grabbing his mace on his way out, Seascale followed, leaving the noglin behind and retrieving his trident. They jumped onto the roof of the truckbed of the vehicle hitched to Bones’s platform, just in time, the Mesopithicus and noglin drove right off the cliffside. They are three fourths of the way along the bridge but another another pulse from the pillars made the bridge start to crumble from the middle, there was no way Bones’ transport was going to make it, it was too slow. “We gotta cut him free!” Lee said. “You’re right, hurry!” Seascale said. They jumped from the truckbed onto the trailer and started cutting ropes with their beaks and Seascale’s trident, the bridge was collapsing fast and they were barely outriding it. Bones was finally free enough to burst through the rest of his ropes, and he did, uneasily standing up on the trailer, “quick, get on my back!” Bones roared. The rest of the remaining caravan had made it across, and the trailer was nearly there, but a fourth burst from the pillars made the entire remaining bridge sink beneath them. Bones, with the others atop him, made one last risky move. He ran across the trailer, stepped onto the truck, flattening it, and lunged forward. Just barely making the distance and crashing down on the volcanic rock of the other side. A fifth and final pulse echoed through the air and the bridge was gone without a trace. The group and gang both cheered for Bones, despite the fact that they had inadvertently caused the deaths of three of Ras’ men. “Good work big guy! We could use a beast like you out here!” Ras said. Bones stood up, looking down on Ras. “Release my friends. Now…” he said threateningly. “Of course, the cages were merely precautionary anyway.” Ras said fearfully. “Precautionary for what?” Ron said. “Your safe trip to our outpost of course!” Ras said as if that was clear. “What outpost?” Nash said. “Um, Ras. We really don’t have time for this, the storm is almost to the gorge.” Hermes said. “Oh right, everyone this way!” Ras shouted, the group drove or ran a little ways down the hill, into a nice large cave. “Here we are! Ras cave!” Ras said. “He names every cave we go to after himself..” Hermes whispered to Nash. “Now, tell us what’s going on here. Why are we on earth, and why are there arks down here.” Ron asked. “Not sure how you got here, and I’m not the one to explain all that, I’m not the boss.” Ras said. “Then who is?” The Chief asked. “I am…” the andrewsarchus said ominously. Hermes slapped him on the head, “Now you aren’t Cerberus.” He said. “I just like saying that, heheheh.” Cerberus said with a chuckle. “Our real boss is a Yutyrannus, his name is Ryker.” Hermes said. “Real scary dude Ryker, you don’t want to cross him.” Cerberus said. “Ras has known him the longest, me and Cerby just joined this ragtag group.” Hermes said. “He’s right, I know Ryker better than anyone. Don’t question his orders and things go good. Defy him,” he gestured to his buzzsaw hand, “and things go bad..” Ras said. “Sounds like we need to meet this, Ryker fellow.” Nash said.

Ultimus Chapter Sixteen: Vengeance

Andrew walked into the kitchen and grabbed any cooked meat that he had left in the fridge. He exited the kitchen went down the hallway to the front and grabbed a military backpack, his goggles, and a bandanna as he walked out the door and went behind the house. He stuffed all the meat that he grabbed inside the bag as he walked around the house to the back.

Nothing mattered to him anymore except to avenge Reuben. And wouldn’t come back until the deed was done. He walked towards the shed, opened the door, and walked inside. He quickly went to the two containers of his parents and opened them up. In both were an array of weapons from his time. Everything Tek, from swords and knives to rifles and pistols to things he wasn’t sure what they were. He picked up one of two bracelets from his mom’s container and found it had a button on it. He put on the bracelet and pressed the button. Immediately a guard began forming around his wrist and lower hand, a blade shot out ahead of his hand. Andrew was amazed by this, it felt like it was pulsing through to his bones while activated. It felt energizing and powerful. But he deactivated it and put it back with the other.

While it felt good, that he wouldn’t be able to wear his gauntlets while using them, it honestly felt like a bad design choice for a military weapon. He looked through his mother’s container again only to see more medical supplies and equipment, she really only had a shoulder cannon and the knife hands.

He turned his attention to his dad’s container immediately seeing what he wanted, he pulled out a Tek bow and activated it. It immediately expanded out into the shape of a bow and a glowing string appeared from the bow and attached itself to the other side. It glowed an ominous cyan. Andrew adjusted his thumb and hit something by accident. A small holographic choice wheel appeared with four selections on it. Having regular arrows, combustible arrows, explosive arrows, and narcotic gas arrows. Andrew pressed the combustible arrow choice and the string color changed from cyan to orange. And the bow became a comfortable warm in his hand. He switched it back to the regular and it went back to normal. He deactivated it but kept it in his hand. This was something he was going to keep. He then looked at a knife in his dad’s container. At the moment, the blade was not there and it was only the handle sitting there. He grabbed and activated it and slowly an element blade began appearing out of the handle and forming into a military knife. He admired the translucent blade for a moment before deactivating it.

He took a look one last time to see if he could possibly need anything else from inside either container. He then grabbed a Tek canteen and Tek Binoculars from his mom’s container before closing it up.

He looked back at his dad’s container, and for a moment he stared at his dad’s helmet, where the call sign was. He had on the side of that helmet, “Turok”. For years he wondered what it meant, but never found anything in the books that he read. But to be honest, it wasn’t as important to him as it was years ago. Many of the mysteries behind his parents were never going to get answered. The only one that he wanted answered was why. Why do this to him and never wake him up? It’s haunted him for years and he’s never gotten a good answer that made sense. But that was an answer he would have to find some other time.

He walked out of the shed with the stuff and began packing it inside the bag with the meat he had packed before. He checked the canteen to see how much water it would take to be filled up but to his surprise. It was already full. He took a sip and the water was perfectly fine and clean. Nothing wrong with it, he packed it in the pack with the weapons and headed off towards the teleporter. It was time for his pain to be vanquished.

~

Three days and nights passed as Andrew wandered through the wastelands surrounding the Northern and Southern half of the Western side of Sanctuary. Every moment he was out there, he felt like he was being watched or even followed. But when he would look, he would see nothing. Just an empty Wasteland. It made him all the more uncomfortable while he was out there. He thought this wouldn’t take this long, so he followed the blood trail outside of the building. But the trail disappeared after a mile or so with no body or pools of blood nearby. He continued searching, but with each passing day, his anger for this beast grew and so did the pain of losing his friend. He felt guilt for everything that happened. It was his and the raptor’s fault. Killing the raptor in Reuben’s name would remove his guilt and suffering. But his anger kept building as he searched the raptor packs as he went along. Using his binoculars to spot them. But hadn’t yet found the raptors that killed Reuben. While being south of Sanctuary, he wandered Eastward and stumbled into The Sulfur Field. The place was incredibly hot, hotter than anywhere he had been and the air didn’t smell all too good.

He was about to desert the place quickly but he saw a pack of five raptors inside and decided to spot them. Andrew couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw a Raptor with a recent injury and a stubbed tail. He dropped the binoculars and quickly took off the backpack and dropped it to the ground. He opened it up, grabbed the bow, and activated it. With it expanding out and a cyan-blue string appearing. He was about two hundred yards away from the pack, a difficult shot with what weapon he had. But it was doable. Andrew drew his bow and a bolt of pure energy appeared on the arrow rest. As he did, auto-target activated and locked onto the head of the animal. Andrew pressed a button on the grip and the auto lock turned off. He aimed the bow for the creature’s ankles, he wanted it to see his face before it died. He waited for the right moment making some noise to catch its attention, the raptor stopped and looked for where the sound was. And Andrew took his shot. The bolt flew at impressive speed and hit the animal in the ankle, completely snapping it. The animal started screeching and howling in pain as the other four ran off in different directions. Andrew waited for a moment, he watched the animal struggle as it tried to get back on its feet only for it to collapse over again. Andrew watched this happen several times before having a good sense that it was clear for him to finish it off.

He walked down towards the creature as it screeched and clawed at the ground trying to get up. As he walked into its sight though. The creature hissed and snarled, its eyes filled with unnatural fury and anger as Andrew got close to it, knowing who he was and what he was there for. Andrew drew the bow and shot it in the hips, debilitating it from moving its legs. His anger built up as he activated his knife and got close to it, cutting off its arms. He continued with his anger and vengeance, thrusting the knife into the beast’s chest and gutting the creature, the creature hissed and screeched even more. Andrew dropped the knife, pulled out his bow, and aimed it at the raptor’s head. But he paused and stared at the creature. The creature’s snarls and screeches began heaves and low-tone growls, its eyes were different than before and telling a different story. A story of pain and suffering, one of confusion and despair. Its eyes looked at Andrew before closing, preparing for its death and almost being at ease with it. But Andrew couldn’t do it, his anger turned to himself. He became a monster through his anger and pain. He stumbled back after realizing what he had done through his anger, breathing heavily.

“What have I done…” He said aloud.

Suddenly the creature began to lunge at him. Its eyes glowed magenta and were full of fury, and the beast snarled and began snapping at him. Andrew didn’t think and fear and instincts took over. He drew the bow and released the string. The bolt of energy flew straight into the head of the raptor and it dropped dead. Its head was fried and smoke came from the head. Andrew dropped to the ground and sat there, his emotions being pulled in every direction at the same time. He didn’t know what to think with all that was happening, but mostly guilt and pain hit him the hardest out of these emotions. He began hearing the echoing calls of the other raptors, their calls getting closer with each minute. Andrew quickly realized what was going on and got up as he tried to escape. Only to find himself surrounded by four raptors, all of them beginning to circle calculating an attack.

Andrew drew his bow and fired his first shot, dropping the first one. Two of the others came in charging and Andrew sifted three bolts at one of them, dropping it on the third. The third raptor came in fast and Andrew drew the bow fast and fired a shot straight at the creature’s head. Dropping it three feet away from him. Andrew quickly looked around in front of him for the fourth.

As he did, a powerful hit came from behind him, launching him into the ground face-first. He flipped over onto his back only to see a raptor a few feet away from him. He tried to scuttle back, but the raptor lunged at him. Andrew thrusted his bow in front of him with both hands on it to block the raptor from getting to his face and both got into a stalemate. Andrew held the bow to its neck and its arms as the head of the beast was only a foot away from his head. Andrew let out a yell out of instinct, releasing his anger, pain, and fury all out. Andrew could feel the raptor’s foot push down on his chest and heard the claw try to pierce the armor but was too weak to pierce it. He tried to adjust one of his hands towards the string but the animal felt its tension ease and tried to push downward, Andrew tried and succeeded at regaining a grip on the bow with his other hand. Leaving the distance between their faces only a few inches apart. Andrew could feel the hot, disgusting breath and saliva of the creature fall on his face. His strength began to fail him and the creature kept moving in centimeter by centimeter.

Andrew felt like a failure to his friend even more. All he wanted was to make something right for his friend but he failed at that. Tears began rolling down his face.

‘I don’t deserve to be alive, I should’ve been the one to die there, Reuben. All I’ve done since is cause pain. Forgive me for what I’ve done.’ He thought, he looked at the raptor above him. Its eye’s magenta, it almost looked like it had a smile across its face as it knew it was winning. Andrew screamed out just in anger at himself. And slowly letting the bow come down towards his face. With the creature snapping more vigorously with each centimeter passing. The creature jerked its head up as was about to try to force the arms down faster.

Then Andrew heard a loud thud and the raptor above him jerked, squealed, and screeched in pain. It turned around away from Andrew and started hissing and snarling at something there. Andrew scuttled back and saw a Battle Axe sticking out of the back of the raptor. He watched as the beast charged at whatever it was, and then another thud, and the creature reared up and howled in pain. Then a sudden halt in the howl as Andrew watched the head and neck slide off the body and both fell to the ground with something standing over it with an axe in its hand.

A human, a woman with blonde hair wearing fur armor and desert-built pants. She bent over grabbing the battle axe from the back of the creature and slipping it into a loop hanging from a belt. She looked over at Andrew and smiled with a kind face.

“Jeg hørte noen rop fra andre siden av dalen og fulgte etter den. Det så virkelig ut som du trengte en hånd. Paul, Erica! Kom raskt, jeg har funnet noen! Navnet er Freya, hva er ditt?” The woman said to Andrew, but he couldn’t understand it. Andrew’s eyes widened with fear. He knew his mind was already on the verge of losing it, but he didn’t think it was this close

‘This can’t be real, it’s just impossible. I’ve looked everywhere across Sanctuary and the surrounding area for years and never found anyone. Am I dead? Is this some sort of torment or alien encounter?’ He thought to himself. The woman saw that he was in distress.

“Hei, går det bra med deg? Paul, Erica! Jeg trenger hjelp her! Det er, greit at vi skal hjelpe deg uansett hva du trenger!” The woman said, he couldn’t understand her still. She started getting closer to Andrew. Andrew’s eyes widened even more and he stood up immediately and aimed his bow for her. She lowered her axe and raised her hands in the air. She tried to say something but Andrew cut her off.

“Who are you, what are you!” He said scared, he was trembling from everything that happened and was going on. She said something but again he couldn’t understand.

“I don’t understand, I don’t understand what you’re saying. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?” He shouted with a trembling voice.

The Obelisk

-Chapter 65: Part 2-

He pulled his arm further back. Baring his teeth, he imaged slicing his claws through the Emperors body.

“Midnight, no!”

He slammed his eyes shut. The nightmare. The nightmare. his cousin leaping in the way. Umber screaming as Midnight’s talons raked acrossed his chest. ‘It was an accident.’

He forced his eyes open and grinded his teeth together. His breathing quickened, his heartbeat throbbing through his head. ‘Come on. Come on! Kill him! kill him now!’

But his talon was as far back as it could get, and it did not move. He stared down in rage and sadness and terror at the quiet, sleeping Terror bird.

“…RAARGH!”

The roar echoed through the room, causing the Emperor to wake up. he blinked rapidly, rubbing his eyes with the edges of his wings.

But by the time he lifted his head to scan the room for the noise, all was quiet, and the assassin was gone.

Riddles of the Phoenixes series

Through the eyes of the Dark phoenixes.

Chapter six: Swimming, swimming, on and on.

Jack nodded lunged deep into the cold water. All around him coelacanths and megapirranhas were swimming and way beneath him were plesiosaurs, mosaurus, and other dangerous sea creatures. Jack broke through the surface of the water, breathing hard. He had to swim to another shore unless he wanted to end il back in prison. There were no islands nearby. So he had to swim. Jack took a deep breath and then began to swim. He swam for hours. Back paddling, front paddling, doggy paddling. He swam on and on and on and on through the icy waters. He had to dodge different sea creatures and more. He swam day and night with no rest. He had no food and only salty sea water to drink. It seemed to take years before he finally spotted shore and by then Jack was exhausted, famished and half dead. Suddenly something attacked Jack from below. A bright blue jellyfish! A Cnidaria! It stung him several times on the chest. He didn’t have a weapon so he just kicked it. It was stunned for a second that he dared attack it. Then it swam after him, hissing all the way. Megaldons nipped at his heels. Jack swam with all his might. Finally he came to the shore. Jack crawled unto it and collapsed into the dry sand. There was a well nearby on the edge of a large forest. He could not move. He was gonna die. He couldn’t get up. Gonna black out. Just before he did he heard someone singing in a clear sweet voice:

“Lavender’s blue dilly dilly, lavender’s green. When you are king, dilly, dilly I will be queen. Who told you so dilly dilly, who told you so-” The singer paused and Jack heard her gasp and the he heard footsteps running toward him. Just before he blacked out he saw a woman with long hair leaning over him. Then everything went black.

If y’all have any complaints, questions, or suggestions for my story then you can talk to me in my dye valentine or in achatina. Thank you for reading!

-SunnyFox57

To the guy who asked were to find them on mobile- I know I know.. but a gotta say it.. in the ocean 😂

Seriously though, they are just rarer than a giga, so it may take a wile to find.

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 😅😁

Where do you find one of those things Ark: Mobile?!

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.

It can only be tamed for 30 minutes but it can make you rich beyond your wildest dreams my tribe tamed one few minutes later we were the strongest tribe on he server.

The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 51: Hardcore Reader

Part 3/3

“You’re not even asking important questions, you’re just putting our host down!” Sam scolded him.

“You know it’s against the law to hit someone…”

“It’s not illegal if they deserve it.”

“I don’t deserve it!”

Sam shut her eyes and turned to Calem.

“I’m sorry about what you’re going through, Calem, don’t worry, you’re not alone in this,” Sam reassured him, “We two are questioning you for the exact same reason. Our son was also caught up in this mess, and we just-”

Calem looked up and his face brightened. He pointed a finger at them and began to laugh.

“BA HA HA HA! I knew it, I knew you two were just an old grumpy couple!”

Sam sneered at Calem. Calem immediately stopped laughing, putting his finger down.

“Sorry. Um, why don’t you ask the next question?”

` “Okay, okay, has your little brother, Rick, been able to communicate with you at all after the disappearances?”

Calem shook his head.

“Nope. He wouldn’t have been able to, anyway. When I graduated, they made us put on these graduation robes. Even though they had pockets for SOME reason, they made us put our phones in lockers. Soooo, no. He has not been able to reach out to us.”

“Damn, I was thinking we could track them,” Sam cursed. Warren’s face lit up, an idea sprouting in his mind.

“Wait, we might be able to,” Warren thought, “There’s no way that ALL of them left their phones in their locker. At least one had to have taken their phone with them.”

Warren turned to Sam.

“Sam, is the crime scene still up?”

“Huh? Yeah, but don’t bother getting your hopes up. You’re just a sheriff. I’m not letting you in.”

“I guess I’ll go there next.”

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie that was clipped to Sam’s tank top began to buzz.

“Unit 6 do you copy? We’ve got reports of an assault downtown at the bar, I think you should go there and neutralize the situation now!”

Sam pressed a button on her walkie-talkie and barked back.

“And so what?! I’m in the middle of something!”

“Everyone else is still investigating Terran High! You are the closest unit to the bar, so YOU have to go. That’s an order!”

The walkie-talkie stopped crackling and Sam groaned. She got up from her seat and began to leave.

“Gotta go.”

Warren jumped up from his seat and began to run after her.

“Wait, let me come!”

Sam turned around with vigor on her face.

“No. You’re not. You’re just a sheriff.”

“Doesn’t matter, I won’t let you get-” Warren quickly cut his sentence off, trying to find the correct thing to say, “I won’t stand by and let innocent people get hurt. My last name isn’t Justice for no reason.”

Sam rolled her eyes.

“You’re so cheesy, ugh, fine, you can come. But don’t expect to ride shotgun, you’re going in the back. Like a prisoner, nyah hah hah!”

Sam laughed like a villain. and pranced out the door. Warren turned to Calem, and put a hand on his shoulder. He reached into his pocket and pulled his phone out, showing a contact list to Calem.

“Put your number here so we can talk later. I think we can figure out a lot if we work together.”

Calem looked up and smiled. He reached up and tapped his number on the dial.

“Heh, you’re right. You and that blonde lady are a funny duo, you two probably love each other more than you let on,” Calem snickered. Warren felt his other hand go numb.

“Sure,” he said woodenly. Calem finished typing, and he leaned back in his rocking chair.

“Well, good luck with whatever crime you gotta stop. Guess you two aren’t bums after all.”

“Thanks. See you soon, I s’pose.”

Warren walked out the door, and Calem peeked out the blinds of the window to see Warren clamber into the passenger seat of the police cruiser. Sam shoved him out, slamming the front door and locking it shut. The police cruiser began to drive off, and Warren put his arm out in dismay. Warren rushed into his own car and began to drive off after her.

Calem smiled, looking at the bookshelf which held his collection of stories. One book was noticeably gone from its spot.

“Where could you be, Rick? Where could you be…”

Actually, I am a pvp fanatic in Ark. After a fresh server wipe these are amazing, first tame a tsusoth, tame a Lipluradon, and go through underwater cave and get good bps which is important for pvp. - KingADL

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.

Aint no way i encounter liopleurodon, leed and tuso in one place! Am i yet lucky?

Imagine taming this and it gets shredded by a alpha mosa (true story)

I saw one of these once but sadly it was wile fighting a alpha mosa.

The liopleurodon disappeared during the fight

So let’s do some math 4% of the tail is there🧐 but why

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.”

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.”