DANGER: Don’t use Sarco on therinazour or carno.
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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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Gatorades Life
So i tamed a sarco and decided to name it gatorade, we were UNSTOPPABLE.i spawned in south so i was going to north riding him but halfway there.these cniadria(annoying af jellyfish) KNOCKED HIM OUT AND KILLED HIM.i survived so i knew what i had to do, now i kill every jellyfish i see.
1like 1 jellyfish KILLED
I was running away from a sarco, had my para on passive so it didn’t attack it but my army of 10 dodos were on neutral so they killed it cause I got a notification that said my dodo named McNugget killed a Sarco, I’m so proud of him! Put an up if your proud of McNugget for defending his flock! :D
Ultimus Chapter 5: Awake part one
In the shed, the sleeping pod started beeping and the doors opened. Andrew dropped out of the pod and laid on the ground gasping for air. Everything hurt, his head, his eyes, his legs, his stomach, his chest, everything. He tried to pull himself up to the ground, but he collapsed on the ground again. He heard his dog yawn, he heard him get up and walk over to his face. Andrew kept his eyes closed because of the pain but he felt the cold nose of his dog touch his nose. He felt him lick his cheek and his inside ear. This shot Andrew up feeling a cold, wet dog tongue in his ear. Though he instantly regretted it, puking bile and whatever he had eaten before going to sleep.
After a few minutes of being in the worst pain Andrew ever felt and letting it slowly subside. He opened his eyes and looked around. He didn’t see anyone, just dust. A lot of dust. He stood up and looked around. Everything seemed to be the same that it was before he got in, a couple more storage containers and way too much dust. But nothing out of the sort. He went and looked at the sleeping pod, it seemed to have shut down just before letting him and his dog out of it. He decided to go look for his mom and dad and see where they were at. He ran over to the door and opened it. Andrew looked at the outside world confused. Everything seemed normal. He was still in a forest, the sun was setting or rising so it must’ve dawn or dusk, his house was there though it looked run down a little bit.
‘So why was there a dinosaur outside the shed?!?’ He screamed in his head, there standing in front of him was a dinosaur, its head held a weird crest with spike coming off of it and a strange horn off the nose. Andrew had never seen anything like it. He knew the basic dinosaurs like Raptors, Rexes and Trikes of course. But he had never seen anything like this. It looked sort of like a trike but it didn’t have the horn over the eyebrows. But he couldn’t get distracted on how this was here. He walked past it and called his dog. The dog came to the shed door and looked outside. It saw the creature and froze. Andrew called him again and this time the dog laid down and watched the creature. Andrew gave up calling him and left the dog there. He went around the house and walked to the front door and opened it.
“Hello! Mom? Dad? Where are you?” Andrew called out. He didn’t see anyone, everything looked in place though. He continued walking through the house going through the rooms and searching for his parents. Though he didn’t find anything. He wondered if he woke up too early? None of the lights or anything that needed power wasn’t working. He went into his room and looked around, nothing had been touched since he went into the pod. He saw his Element Corp. Digital Clock sitting on his nightstand. And something immediately popped into his head.
‘The Clocks lifespan on one piece of element is guaranteed 750 years. I can just see what year it is right now!!!’
Someone once said: Once upon a time, my Sarco and I were hunting some Megalodons for fish meat, when a pack of Cnidaria stung the both of us, I tried to swim to the shore but it's too late. Mantas and Megs attacked me and my Sarco. My Sarco tried to fight back, biting his opponents. I swam back to the shore, and... My Sarco never came back. His dead corpse was a feast for Mantas and Megalodons. I hold my fists, my mind thirst for revenge. Rifle in hand, I swam back, shooting every Megalodon and Mantas I see. It was a bloodbath, bodies of Megalodon and Mantas floating in the ocean. I avenged his death… My Sarco…
Rain pours down to the land. He left his beloved wife and son.
Good vote= One Sarco lives. That! Well THIS ALSO HAPPEND TO MY SARCO only it was only Cnidarias something similar happend to my raptor blue, I forgot to sign it but it’s in the story section of raptor page if you want to go check it out :) but yes Good vote = one Sarco or raptor lives
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 62: The Prison
Part 2/2
Nate began to whimper, and Patricia sighed.
“Patricia, take Nate there will you? I doubt he has the ability to get there on his own. Thank you,” General Wyvern calmly ordered Patricia. Patricia nodded and began to walk away, her shoes pounding on the stone foundation. The Crimson Crusader turned back to Chris.
“Now boy. I just have two more questions to ask you, and you'll get used to your new home… First, what’s your attribute?” June asked with a snarl.
“Invisibility,” Chris meekly replied.
“Second, how did you tame that flying creature?”
Chris paused, before finally responding.
“I knocked it unconscious and fed it meat… But if you’re trying to tame an herbivore, you need to use plants.”
June’s eyes lit up, and a smirk grew on her face.
“That easy huh? I believe you… Now take him away, General.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” General Wyvern replied.
General Wyvern brought Chris up and led him away to another room. Down a small stone hallway, there were a few cells that were made of iron bars. Calming music played from inside, and General Wyvern unlocked one of the doors and opened it up. General Wyvern took the handcuffs off Chris, then gently pushed Chris inside, before shutting the door on him and locking it.
He wordlessly walked away, and Chris sighed, collapsing onto the bed.
“This sucks!” Chris shouted. The music began to fade into the background, and the sound of a mattress creaking sounded in the cell across from his.
“I know, right? Being in jail again kind of reeks,” the other prisoner replied. Chris turned his head to see a man wearing a black leather jacket, white shirt, and blue jeans. He had gelled up black hair and a black eye.
“Who are you?” Chris asked him with a raised eyebrow.
“Me? A prisoner just like you… What else is there to say?”
“No, like, your name.”
“Oh, right. Ian.”
“I’m Chris,” Chris said in response. He eyed Ian’s clothes cautiously, “What’s with the get up? Where’d you even find those clothes in a place like this…”
“These clothes? They’re not from around here, brotha,” Ian replied smugly, “I’ve had them with me since we got taken to this weird island.”
“Since before… We were about to graduate, why would you be wearing that during our graduation?!” Chris asked in shock. Ian raised his eyebrow.
“I wasn’t going to graduate, but you were, I snuck in. I’m not actually a student from your school. I was going to surprise an old friend with a few others, but… here we are now. Actually, I’m not even from these parts. I come from the Western States. Pretty long trip, but I guess it was worth it? Hell if I know. I haven’t seen my old friend’s face yet,” Ian explained with a yawn.
So that was with the accent. It reminded him a little of Ben’s, just a bit more intense and strong. Though, Chris found it even more shocking that someone would go out of their way to travel across the continent just to see a friend.
“You must have been really close to your friend if you traveled all the way from the West,” Chris said, “May I ask who your friend is?”
Ian glanced over at Chris, and then looked away with sad eyes.
“I’ll tell you later,” Ian decided. The implant embedded into Ian’s left wrist began to glow, and the music that was in the background suddenly began to get louder.
“I’m too lazy to talk more right now. Talk to me later. Rattle the bars or call me… on your CELL phone,” Ian smirked.
Ba dum, tsss; the clack of the drums rang in the distance.
“Okay then, talk to you later,” Chris replied, turning over in his bed. He shut his eyes. He decided he was going to get some sleep while he still could.
The Great Emperor
I had a Sarco who I named “Emperor Hirohito.”
We went on adventures. We killed foes. Most
of all, we shared memories. She was pretty powerful too. I loved her. She loved me. One day, I was on my Baryonyx named Bella. She was also powerful.
I overestimated her. She fought megs, but didn’t stand a chance against Cnidarians. They knocked me off Bella, got killed by megs. I respawned and to Emperor to the rescue. I regret it. She risked her life, just for me. She fought off megs, and Cnidarians, for me. I died again. Respawned, died again. The 2nd time was different. I was filled with rage. I used my fist to fight them. I took a quick glance at Emperor, shocked to see 2 hp. A split second later, I saw her body fly out the water, motionless. I stood there, shocked, scared, concerned. I went towards the last Cnidarian, filled with even more pure rage. Managed to defeat it, but at what cost? I went back, collected my gear, and cried, as I sat behind the screen.
Rest in Peace, Emperor. We all miss you.
One time I was chilling in my base and a sarco approached on land and I tried taming it but since it hit me one of my dilos weren’t on passive cause I was using it to bring back meat and it ran up and killed it and another time a sarco was WAY to close to my base and a Carb attacked it and killed it
One 👆= I’m able to tame one sarco
I had a sarco named Snoop catt and he was my best friend. If I was out grinding, Snoop Catt was right beside me, if I was killing alphas, Snoop Catt was there. One day I was moving Snoop to a new house and we were ambushed by about 12 Titanoboas. Snoop Catt fought to his last breath and saved me and my Pegomaxtic. You will never be forgotten Snoop!❤️