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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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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 Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 62: The Prison
Part 1/2
Chris looked on in awe at the large gates that lay ahead. They were even larger than the ones back at the Book Club camp, and standing guard at the gates were a man and woman in cloth armor, carrying spears that lay dormant in their hands. Chris would have definitely been a lot more impressed if he weren’t being taken prisoner at the moment.
The man looked at Patricia and Nate in worry. Nate was still seething in Patricia’s arm, his leg pouring with blood from the bullet wound General Wyvern had inflicted on him. He opened his mouth to speak, but General Wyvern quickly hushed him.
“Nate simply had to be punished, Landon. There should be no cause for concern.”
Landon gulped, and ushered his hand to the gate.
“Well, come on in, sir. The Crimson Crusader is waiting.”
The woman glanced at Patricia, and nodded at her. Patricia nodded back. Chris worriedly looked around as the gates began to open, and General Wyvern put his cold hand on Chris’s back, gently pushing him forward.
Chris tumbled forward onto the red carpet, and sitting on a woolen metal throne a few meters in front of him was a woman with red flak armor and a smug expression. Her wavy orange-brown hair flowed down, and her face rested on her fist. She had a glass of grape juice in the other, swinging back and forth. Sun poured in from the open ceiling, creating a thick shadow that covered Chris in the shadows. Banners were hung on pillars that contained a fire emblem that had two swords behind it, and one trident in the middle. It had colors of orange, red, and yellow in waves.
“Crimson Crusader! The spy has information about Ben.”
The lady scowled at Chris, and Chris felt chills go down his spine. Chris found himself falling to his knees.
“Ma’am, I mean no harm. I was only doing what I believed right for my friends,” Chris explained, looking down at the red carpet. The lady rolled her eyes at him.
“Just get to the point.”
Chris quickly told her everything he had told General Wyvern, and the Crimson Crusader smirked.
“So you ARE friends with that Ben. Excellent. I suppose I’ll have my scouts pay him a visit,” the Crimson Crusader looked over to Nate, who was still trembling in Patricia’s arms. The Crimson Crusader pointed a crooked finger at him.
“You will lead the attack.”
Nate’s eyes opened in shock, and he quickly shot back in protest,
“What?! But your highness… I’m badly hurt! That General Wyvern-” Nate paused as he looked over at General Wyvern, who was rubbing the barrel of his pistol, trying to get a smudge off the shiny metal.
“Don’t care. Didn’t ask. I expect you to be gone by tomorrow… You have plenty of time by then to heal in the infirmary.”
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!!!’
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.
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
This is how I got my first Sarco. Sarcos are one of my favorite creatures in Ark that’s why I wanted one.So I built a trap out of door frames in a spot where I know there was one because it attacked me before.A plus it wasn’t near swamps so it was easy to build without other stuff bothering me.It took a few days to find one and when I did it was near the trap.When I landed and got off my Pterosaur and realized it was trying to bite me but it wasn’t walking towards me.I turns out it was a mosschops on TOP of the Sarco that made it stuck!!! So I pretty much already got the tame sense it can’t even move.So once I nocked it out with my tranq arrows I put loads of raw meat and raw fish meat into it.Once it tamed I realized it was still stuck! So I had to kill the Mosschops to get it off but sense it was on top of my poor overgrown crocodile I almost killed it in the process.But eventually I killed it without killing the sarcosuchus and we went back to the base.
Ultimus Chapter 5: Awake, part two
Andrew quickly attempted to scramble across his bed and kicked up a bunch of dust making him cough profusely. Dust flew into his eyes and caused him to stop in his tracks. He tried waiting for the dust to settle, but with each cough he stirred up even more dust. He quickly retreated out of the room, as he looked back he saw the room was filled with a cloud of dust.
Andrew decided to open several windows and decided to figure out why the power wasn’t working until the dust settled. He went outside and started walking around the house. He quickly noticed the generator half buried in dirt by the house and checked it. It was powered off with over half a tank of gas remaining. After a little over an hour of trying to figure out how it worked he got it started up running.
Andrew went around the house and went inside. He checked the lights and saw immediately the lights turned on. He pumped his fists in the air and cheered in exuberance.
He went down the hallway and looked into his room. All the dust had settled. He looked through his window and saw his dog was still watching the dinosaur intensely.
Andrew cautiously walked into his room and walked around the bed over to his nightstand. He picked up the clock but couldn’t read it through all the dust. He wiped off the dust but still couldn’t see anything. Looked at the back and saw that the element slot was empty.
“Of course they lied about how long the clock can run on.” He said to himself, he opened the first drawer on the nightstand and saw some clothes. He quickly started pulling out all the clothes and found what he was looking for, a single piece of element. If he couldn’t get an exact date, he could see at least an estimation for how long he’s been asleep. The clock could hold the last date it recorded before it died so it was simple enough.
He put the strange material in the back of the machine and looked at the date it last gave. Andrew looked at date and he was shocked and confused.
‘it couldn’t be right!! Could it?’
The date on the clock was August 12th, 3104. He’d been alsleep for over 700 years. Maybe even longer…