
I remember my first parasoar. His name was PerrySoar. He was my first ever tame besides a dodo bird.I tamed him on Herbivore Island. I brought him back to my base on my raft and showed him to my friend. Perry and me made a great team.We gathered berries,killed dodo birds,and ran away from raptors.Then I got better tames,and Perry was left behind.Another day, I found a tek Parasoar, and named him Lazer Perry.It was like Perry,but a robot version of him!One day,my friend and I wanted to explore the right side of our base(we had never been there before).So we took a few tames with us, including Perry. My friend saw a Dino he wanted to tame,I forgot which kind,so we stopped to tame it. Coincidentally,there was a bronto in the way, and we shot it by accident. That’s when things started going downhill. Me and my friend died trying to run with our dinos,and Perry died.But Perry still lives on.Every Parasoar after Perry,we named after him.There is GlowyPerry,PinkPerry,LazerPerry, and Perry Jr.
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.
Like a declining marriage, these guys are great at the start but over time get fat and lazy sitting at your base all day being left behind because you found a nicer, prettier Dino that's better. But these guys are loyal to the end and will happily carry you back to your corpse.