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What are some stories about the megaloceros? Memorable megaloceros stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
I have a Megaloceros and his name is Bucky. I don't have a saddle for him yet, but he is precious to me. He also is very strong, so I want to lvl him up so he can be invincible. He goes through small dinos with ease. For dodos, he can kill them in 1 hit, while my Para, which is strong too, takes 4-6 hits to kill a single dodo. I want to find a pretty doe for him to mate with. Bucky is truly a sweetheart, and I have kept him stored up for such a long time after I first tamed him. Truly precious, and means so much to me. Hes offically my main that I will store and train forever. On Mobile, 2022, -TinaZ.
Tamed a buck, named him forest. Loved him so much, he saved me from a crazy purlovia and protected my wild flock of mammoths from diar wolfs. Thought i was in invulnerable and jumped on a cliff, and to my horror saw, your mega (forest) was killed. I was depressed, and now i am trying to breed two of my megas (ozzy and Tauras)
Will never forget forest and i will always remember my stupidity.
So here is a sad story. On the mobile official sever raptor I had a nice quiet base... Away from everything else. But then my sever was swept up in a revolution against the overlords of the sever (INV). My tribe joined in on the side of the rebels and we used the giant dear as our symbol. I rode on a level 200 named Canada and I brought him to every battle/ raid/ war and we had such a nice time together. But sadly one day my quiet base was found by INV and when I loged on I saw Canada laying dead on the floor of my base... I took revenge later when the volcano fell to the rebels but my poor Canada RIP #pray for Canada
I have two, Mrs. Sprinkles and Mr. Cream, and they have a kid named Juvinile Cupcake. (she's still a kid) Mr. Cream has a long line of Megaloceros family, and Mrs. Sprinkles has none. No updates on them. Please ^ if you want me to do a fanfiction on them. Once this comment gets 100 likes, i will start!
To the guy who was getting all mad about the moose stories: I mean, they might not be obssesed with females they might be trying to get muts and thats actually rude that could hurt them! I mean if you don't have anything nice to say please don't say anything at all. I mean youtubers aren't sexist when they try to get muts. Also you don't know that they're male they could be female, non-binary etc. Also btw I'm not trying to be rude I just think that could hurt them especially if they're just a kid. Upp so they can see!
Here is a story. I was trying to find a kangaroo mouse and I saw a red wood forest thinking "that's new I haven't seen one." And so I flew their and I tamed a male, but he ran off some where. And I flew around and found a female and I tamed her and we are heading back to my base. Thank you for reading please read soon and please up it if you want to hear if she made it back safely!
Here's a story, everyone! Once a had a female megaloceros named Shortbread. I had bred her and raised her from just a faun, to a strong adult. Once she grew up, i bred her with my breeding male, Cream. She was now happily pregnant. Because it looks really funny to see a pregnant megaloceros with it's huge belly running, i equipped her with my saddle. I gave her berries, and we ran laps upon laps upon laps around my island. I nourished her, cherished her, and most importantly, spoiled her. I had my fingers crossed for a female, because i didn't need males, i already had a strong one, my breeding male, Cream. Once it was under a minute ´til she had her baby, i found a safe spot on a tiny island. I had berries for the baby. If it was a male, i'd let it roam and never claim it. If it was a female, i'd claim it, give it berries, and spoil it to it's adult hood. Time passed, Until it was 10 seconds until she had her baby. I was spoiling her more than ever now, stuffing her with berries, Stroking her, and comforting her. I shut my eyes and prayed for a female. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,... It was a male. Again?!? Really? I had spoiled her and prioritized her, and she gave me some silly male. I let the male roam, like i had said, and we ran to my base. Soon after, me and my argy went to the Redwoods to tame a female. i found one, chucked a bola at it, waited for it to tame. once there was a carno, me and my argy killed it. Purlovia? Argy killed it. Terror birds? Argy killed it. The megaloceros tamed. I left it there, flew home, and requested it. i named it, bred it, now it's pregnant. One like=one prayer it's a female, not a stupid male.
I once bred my megaloceros, Pancake and Cupcake, (all my megaloceros died when i decided to move them on to herbi island) I would only keep female babys, not males. Instesd of killing the males, when the females were ready, i'd bring them to the nearest island, where i had my old base. I'd claim the females, and let the males wander until they died or grew up. Almost always they died before they reached even mid juvinile. One day, Cupcake was going to have her baby. I brought her to the island, and prayed for a female. It was a male. Pooh. We went back to my base, and that was that. Way later, Cupcake, Pancake and Muffin all died on their way to herbi island. I decided to see with Argentum, my argy, if the baby male from so long ago was still living. Sure enough, there was a little male megaloceros who was a little out of place. I claimed him, gave him mejoberries, and carried him with Argentum back to my base. I named him Survivor, and i am still tending to him now. Sadly, I am not getting a female for him, because once Cupcake, Pancake and Muffin all died, I decided it was for the better and it was time for me to move on from megaloceros, and i was too far in the game and had milked all the use from them. But, I am planning on keeping Survivor, even though he won't be my favorite tame compared to my two spinos or my argy's, he'll have a special place in my heart, because he survived up to 47% matured without a human spoiling him, or even parents, and not even a real home! Even though Survivor spent almost half his life maturing wild, me and my tames will love him like he spent his whole faunhood alone, unclaimed, and unwanted on my old island. It'll say I raised him in his stats, but he really raised himself. One like=one friend for Survivor.
I once tamed three Moose, Cherry Pie, a female, Cream Pie, a female and Blueberry Pie, a male. I made "Camp megaloceros", a camp dedicated to breeding megaloceros. Camp megaloceros was basically 7 thatch foundations, wood railings, and a storage bin with carrots and more railings. Anyway, I put Blueberry Pie, and the two females in to breed. I waited for a little while, and the two were gestating. They had reached 30%, and they had already gotten their baby bumps! "Very cute!" i said. Well, pretty fast those baby bumps weren't exactly baby bumps anymore. They were more like baby bulges! They haven't had their babies yet, so who knows, i could get two babies, three babies, four babies, five babies or even six babies! I'm planning to craft a feeding thing, and some other comforts for them. Anyway, i will put a tip on the perfect way to handle breeding and gestating megaloceros! One like=one good luck for Cream Pie and Cherry Pie!
Once it was me I was in a snow biom I saved a Megaloceros from 3 dire wolfs I killed all then I tamed the megaloceros so I buildet a saddle then I named him Rudolf I was riding it I pressed all follow because I wann to go on a other base but then I fitted something my crops from greenhouse then 2 rexes attacket me and the megaloceros runner to me and every other dinosaurs came because they was on follow then everyone killed the 2 rexes so the megaloceros saved me to
At one point, my female megaloceros was pregnant, i forgot, and i went on a small ocean adventure. i came back and my megaloceros had her baby! I looked around... there was the baby. A little female. That was good, because recently i had only had males. The baby's name is s'mores and she is doing fine. Lesson learned: Never go on an ocean expidition when your female is going to have her baby soon, because you might be too late, and you might miss out on twins, or even triplets.
The Steed Of The King: Part 1
The sky was covered in an endless field of a thousand clouds. The faded blue sky could be seen in between them, however, very little light shone through. All around me was a small valley, like a bowl, and it was made purely of dirt and rock. All signs of plant life and water had vanished long ago. A fresh layer of fallen snow coated the ground all around my hooves and the air was thin and crisp after last night’s freezing temperatures. Every step I took left a footprint as I continued forward. I could see the fog that accumulated in front of my nose after every breath I took. It reminded me of the smoke that dragons would sometimes let loose. I had heard many stories about them. While I do not understand all things that my master says, I am able to make out quite a few things. The speech of humanoids has always been confusing. Elves, humans, dwarves, halflings, wizards. They all speak differently sometimes. I felt my master very gently tap my side with his foot. I stopped walking at once and froze at perfect attention. My mind was brought back to the present as I heard the gentle breath of the pure white stallion beside me. His master, a human this time, had ordered him to stop as well. I wonder what this is about? I knew that my master was quite frustrated and a sense of pain had been clinging around him lately. Not physical, but emotional. It was odd. I barely lifted my head as I looked at what lay before me. A large gate, which must have been at least 70-100 feet high, was blocking the way into the kingdom of Erebor. Standing on the top of it were thirteen dwarves. They seemed as unsettled as my master. I knew that behind me there was an extremely large army clad in gold, an army that my master led. These dwarves had a very good reason to be unsettled. I watched as the tallest dwarf, which must have been the one they call “Oakenshield” lifted up a short bow and aimed it straight at me. I resisted the urge to move, if my master did not tell me to, then I shall not. The arrow was released. It whizzed past my large right antler and struck the ground an inch from my front right hoof. I felt my master tense slightly on my back as he watched it splinter on the stone. “I will put the next one between your eyes.” I heard the dwarf say menacingly at my master. I shuffled ever so slightly. I take it this dwarf was not on our side. Suddenly, the army behind me drew all their bows at once for a minute as all but Oakenshield ducked for cover. The army, at my master’s command, put their bows down in unison, allowing the dwarves to stand back up. “We have come to inform you that payment of your debt has been offered, and accepted.” My master’s deep voice rang out amongst the silence. Debt? What debt? I still do not fully understand what is happening. I heard the dwarf say something more but I decided not to pay attention. Something else had caught my eye. The white horse’s rider to my left reached into a pocket in his coat and pulled out a glowing white jewel. It was large and held many other colors within it. Ah, I had heard of this. The Arkenstone, that was the payment I guessed. A question flickered in the back of my head once again. What could my master possibly want from this dwarven king? Oakenshield was now yelling things in shock and disbelief. The air itself seemed to be becoming more and more uncomfortable as the tensions grew higher. I flicked my ears attempting to self soothe. I remember my master teaching me to do such a thing, to keep myself calm in stressful and even dangerous situations. It seems to have finally come into play. While my sense of hearing was acute, I could not understand the quarrel that seemed to take place at the top of the gate. The next thing I knew, I heard a booming voice that echoed throughout the valley. On my left, between me and the stallion, was a wizard. Mithrandir. I had known him for as long as I could remember with his gray clothes and his long stick. “You dare hurt my burglar, then please, don’t damage him. Return him to me.” That was unusual for him, he was rarely ever so agitated. I looked back up at the gate to see a small figure, the halfling I guessed, come scurrying down a length of rope before touching the ground and making his way to Mithrandir’s side. Oakenshield shouted something angrily again, I could sense that there was something wrong with him. “You’re not making a very splendid figure as king under the mountain are you?” Mithrandir said, calmness restored in his voice. It doesn’t seem like it. There was no response. Things got very quiet for a minute again, this time, I knew that something wasn’t right. I heard the rider beside me begin to speak again. I listened intently with my ears angled towards him. “Give us your answer. Will you have peace, or war?” I suddenly became as tense as my master. I heard the soft, menacing words leave the dwarf atop the gate as my blood ran cold. “I will have war.”
I tamed a lvl 22 in the redwoods, after taming he was a lvl 31, but as I rode him back to my base, I was attacked by 2 terror birds, and maybe even an allosaurus. After I finally made it back to my base, a raptor attacked him and my other tames. After killing the raptor, I named him Challenger because he was VERY challenging to get.
Now I tamed one and my friends made me name it Cananannananada because I can’t properly say Canada correct when I do say it I try and finish the word but I think I messed up when I didn’t so I continue saying the anan making me say Canada like Canananananananananananananda not a simple Canada sometimes I don’t even say the D I just say Canananananannanaaaaaaa with the A at the end going way longer than it should I must also say that I once I say Canada like Canmana I have no clue where that came from but I have said it like that so now when ever a moose is mentioned or maple syrup is mentioned my friends are like “say Canada” and I say the expend version and they just start to die of laughter like they are straight up crying and I am like “are you ok” or “are you dying do I need to call 911” like you would be suprised at what my friends would laugh at