My best friend was my level 100 parasaur named pary but it came to an end when we where on top of my stone base and I shot a trike with a trank arrow and it some how killed me and pary without being near us.(one up is one ♡ for pary)
I managed to recently mistakenly tame a para, I was after the eggs and so I don’t get chased down by the mother I scare them off really far! This time when doing so they got close to a rock and got stuck and I was trying to hurry so I knocked it unconscious, then gave it berrys in a hurry because I’d never tamed one!
First starting in Scorched earth after the downfall of my Center server I brought my lvl 191 parasaur with me. Finally found a base location and as I run to grab water what happens? Gator grabs me,destroys me. Level 125. Needless to say I ran back to get my bag and get the saddle off my parasaur, but as I arrive what do I see?! My bloody parasaur with the Sun behind him, Sun glistening off the blood as he stands victorious over the gator guarding my bag, and waiting for me. Moral of the story, Parasaur is life.
My first ever tame was a parasaur that I named Squishnose. I stood by him through famine, caves, and even giga attacks, and he did the same for me. I don’t know how I kept him alive so long but I did. Eventually, after soloing the first boss (which took over a year) I decided to leave the island for aberration, and I transferred him over with me. Then I went to Ragnarok. Then, it happened. We were exploring, just me, him, and a level 10 ptera named Berryraptor, when we were attacked by an alpha Rex. We just barely managed to escape, and o was setting up a camp for us to recuperate, when a dilo. A FREAKING DILO, snuck up and killed him. To this day, I refuse to let a dilo live, and in every map I visit I build a memorial to Squishnose the Mighty.