Used to play Mobile, just started playing Switch. Wanted quick source of hide so I went to kill a Moschops cos they are passive and run. TELL ME WHY HALFWAY THROUGH RUNNING IT TURNED AROUND AND BIT ME. Not making his up. Make it green to spread awareness of Moschop aggression
I, sadly, have lost another Moschops. I had my trusty Pteranodon, and some berries, and was looking for a partner so that my good friend Moschops the Second could have his offspring and pass on his godly genes. After scouting a cliff nearby, I had found her, and although she was not strong, I could easily make her a warrior. She wanted Mejoberries, and I delivered them to her swiftly. What I did not know, however, was that night was coming; and she would spend but a few minutes with me. She was now tamed, and her name would have been Mosette, had she survived the trip. And after a successful feeding, she was now following close by. We moved slowly down the hill as night fell, and if I could have carried her, I would have. But then, disaster struck. A horde of miniature demons with orange glowing eyes came after us. I knew they were exactly what I had feared- Troodons. They attacked her ferociously, and she had no choice but to run towards me. I thought she might make it- but then came the Raptor. It bolted towards her, locked onto it's target, and it attacked. Sadly, I would have to leave Mosette behind, as I could not lead the creatures in pursuit of her to my home. I flew away, knowing that yet another Moschops had died at my hands. We made it home safely, and I had to apologize to Moschops the Second, as he would forgive me. He spoke no words, but I understood. I must continue my search in order to pass down Moschops the Second's godly blood.
I once had a moschops, and although he was not named, he will be remembered. Of course, he was one of my first tames when I spawned, and he was relatively low level, as was I. It took but one single Tintoberry to tame my new heroic steed, that would have such a short-lived life. We collected berries together, we killed together, and, most importantly, he watched me slowly build my humble home, little by little. It was almost a day after I tamed him, that I decided to kill a turtle. I had not yet known, that this would be his final battle. I climbed atop his back, and even when no words were spoken, he knew what to do. Together, we found the turtle and I slid off of his back, and charged without second thought. While I slashed my hatchet into the turtle beast's side, he fought valiantly alongside me. But the turtle kept moving, and so not every hit landed in its intended spot. I watched in horror as my hatchet dug into my loyal companions side. I tried my hardest to save him, but alas, it had been too late. He lay on the ground as he drew his final breath, and passed away. But the turtle was not yet dead, and so, fuelled with hate, rage and sorrow, I singlehandedly brought the vile beast down with my hatchet. It was finally over. Blood stained the sandy beach, where two bodies lay side by side, lifeless and unmoving. I looked down at my beloved Moschops. And so, knowing I would never forgive myself for the horrid crime I had just committed, I lay down my hatchet, dripping with red blood, right next to my heroic Moschops. And so, all throughout the night, I dug a hole for him. By morning, my cuts burned and my bones ached, but my hatchet was now gone, and I knew I would never have to look at it again. Limping, I walked back to my shed, where my Dodos would greet me, having been waiting for my return. But I did not respond; I could not sleep anymore, for my actions would have seeped into my dreams, and I would have had to kill him, over and over. I could not bear such pain. It would be days before I would find a new Moschops, equal in strength to the legend that had come before him. I knew what he wanted, and so, once more, it took but one single Tintoberry to tame him. That was the moment i knew he must have forgiven me and told me to move on; and so, I did. I could now sleep, knowing i had been forgiven, and so now dreamed of nothing other than my dear, beloved Moschops, who had fought so valiantly in battle.
So I tamed two moschops I named them Chip and Dale(because why not lol)but I died and I thought they died. So one day I was running from a Megalodon and then I saw two moschops in the water and then I needed my dodos and my scorpion(named scrop) I whistled and it said “6 creatures hear your whistle.”and l was like what.But then I saw Chip and Dale. I like my happy Reunion. Thank you for reading.😁
I have a moschops name The Rock. He is a very good boy. He gives me berries, so I give him home. He lives with his besties, Flamingo, which is a dodo, and Barbara, which is a dilo. This story has a happy ending, unlike the others. He lives with me still and I love him.