ARK: Survival Evolved Companion
What are some stories about the titanoboa? Memorable titanoboa stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
The titanoboa is super aggressive so listen to this tale and dont bring your dodos to the swamp or they might be killed!!! so i was minding my business exploring the swamp٫ looking for a new base worth my Pack of 3 dildos and 2 dodos٫ when a giant orange looking snake slithers out of the swamp. i run away cause i was only at level 16 and was low on material so i didnt have any weapons either. Then i get a notification that my dodo died. then my other one. for some reason it slithered past my dilos and went after me. When i reached base it was out of Sight so i sighed a breath of relief. I went outside again And whistled for my remaining dilos. Rango and Raina came but one of my dilos was missing. i checked to see if my other one٫beans٫ was alive and it said she was٫ so i sneaked down the path to the swamp to see where she was. After what felt like forever٫ i found her unconscious laying on the groundat this is the max i can write so prepare for part 2!!!
I was in the swamp trying to tame a sarco on my pteranodon and I accidentally dismounted. So many of these things came out from nowhere and started attacking me and they knocked me out straight away. My pteranodon immediately took action and fought them. He still tried to protect me as he was slaughtered alive.
You were my hero
So I spawned in this server once and I was a noob at the time and for some reason I had a like A ton of points (I still don’t know why) so what do I do as a noob… of course I spend all my points on speed!!! So I ran around like Usain Bolt for like twenty minutes and then I ran across a swamp then I hear it the, dare I say it .. TITANABOA and I’m like legit scared then I realize “ZOOM!!”
Chapter 5: Help
Spitter stared at the human so hard he began to believe if he stared hard enough it would explode. It gave a him a puzzling look, tapping its foot.
What was this place? He glanced around, and realized he was in a small room. Their was no way out, and the human was in a separate little spot where he couldn’t reach due to a chain around his middle section.
The creature pointed to his muzzle, then to its face. It opened its mouth, and popped a vegetable inside. Was it asking him if he was hungry? He hissed at the thought.
Why had it not tamed him? He didn’t feel— Hmm. Was he tamed? He slithered in circle. Yep. Still in control of his body. Ok, he tried to shake the muzzle off—so he still definitely wanted to escape. Not tamed then. Right?
Maybe he was just worrying to much.
Oh boy. He was a little hungry, actually. Wait! Maybe he was BEING TAMED right now! No. That’s probably not how it worked.
He ducked his head and nodded at the human. It grinned again, hurried out the door, and shut it carefully behind it. He curled himself up and brooded for a moment. How would he escape? If he wasn’t tamed, what was he for? Did this human—not want to kill or tame him?
Was Zari right about those Sigi-ri-something-or-other?
No. They killed mother.
I’ll never forgive them.
So what’s wrong with this one?
I got killed by Titanoboa more than 5 times just to get my supplies … I was building a new base but was killed by this guy at the new base but I end up spawning at the old base so I have to travel to the new base to get my supplies back but I end up being dead again as this guy keep on roaming beside my base … I even random spawning as my bed is still in cooldown.
Chapter 4: awoken
Spitter woke up with a start. Wasn’t he just fighting a human? Did he bite it? We’re they all dead?
“Spitter your awake,” Zari said, smiling. “You fell asleep early tonight. “ I guess you need to be ready for the battle tomorrow.”
“Oh,” Spitter hissed. He was dreaming. Still night though.
“I must tell you something.” Zari said.
“An old story from when we were younger,” she began. “Years ago, humans raided the swamps, usually successful. But, some humans, the Sav’i, would protect us. It was amazing. Legend says they didn’t tame you either, but actually earned our trust.”
“Jibberish,” Spitter laughed. She walked him with her tail. “It IS true you big dopey. Jeeze.”
The next day Spitter began the raid. They went for the human camp, fighting each one, but we’re soon forced to retreat. Three soldiers stolen to be tamed, one missing. Not a single human abducted.
Spitter was one of the snakes taken.
Only when he woke up he was perfectly safe.
“Skeegeeze.” Something sqeeked from behind him. He whirled around and saw it was a human, staring at him intently. He found out he had a muzzle on, and was in a round fence he couldn’t crawl over.
He hissed through the muzzle.
“Yarwk!” It speeches, startled, it reach over and patted his head, and he jerked back.
It had long black hair, and small blue eyes like his mothers. It smiled at him in a weird way.
Chapter 3: Revenge
8 years later.
Spitter was surveying the swamp, checking for anything out of the ordinary. The norhterb region of the swamp had been raided by humans, and the defense team 2# was scarring them off. The leader, Spitters mother, was also in the defense team today.
A blue and brown boa came slithering his way. Spitter recognized him—Frill—the second in command to his mothers defense team. We’re they done already?
“Spitter,” the snake panted, his voice low. “ we forced the humans to flee. But—“
“Why did my mom send you? Why not her?” Spitter asked.
“That’s the thing,” Frill panted. “Your… your mother didn’t make it.”
Darkness filled Spitters world for what seemed to be forever. No. No. NO.
“I’m sorry spitter. They, they had things we’ve never seen before. They took her we couldn’t… we couldn’t save her.”
“Thank you Frill,” spitter said, bowing his head. “I—I’ll be back.” He jerked away as tears began to force their way through. He fought them back, flooded his mind with theirs from years ago.
—their learning. His mothers voice filled his head. It couldn’t be.
He slithered to the defense camp, searching for Zari.
When he found her by a cypress tree she bowed. “I’m sorry for your loss Spitter,” she said sincerely. “ I assume your taking command?”
“Yes,” Spitter answered. “We’re raiding the e humans today. I’m going to make sure they don’t hurt another soul.”
By the way! This is just a group of sport-hunting humans!! The good ones come soon!
Chapter 2: Dangers
“Very nice song sweetheart.” Valkyrie mused. “But I need to tell you something,” she twinered her tail around his and squeezed tightly. “Son, you must not go near the human camp.” “Not alone. Never”
Spitter looked up to his mothers wonderful blue eyes.
“Okay? Aren’t we better than them though? We’s gots lots of SPIT! And venom! Hah!” He flickered his tongue in and out menacingly and looked deeper into their nest. They we’re under the swamps waters, built in a moist hay nest perfect for eggs and baby boas.
“Yes son, but they are learning. When humans raid the swamps, many brave titanoboas never return. You must listen darling, I will protect you.” She hugged him tightly, twisting her entire body around him, but not to tight. “I promise you my child, until I’m proved otherwise, I will expose the humans and their world, and I will not stop, until they are all destroyed. For you.”
Spitter eyes glittered with excitement. “And then we’ll eat them all right? We have to share though, I don’t think the Kaprosuchuses would like us having it all. The sarcos don’t mind though.” He inhaled deeply. “Can I go play?”
Valkyrie smiled, and let him out of their hug. “Yes, Spitter. You can play.”
Note from author! I made this book for all those who don’t like titanoboas or anything else super dangerous. There are good and bad creatures, same as humans in this world, and the swamp is just as afraid of us as we are afraid of them. Spread the word, let this story out! I don’t even need a up! Just enjoy the book!
Chapter 1: Songs
Spitter was born in the swamp. His father told him he was destined for a big heroic moment one day, and Spitter couldn’t wait to slither into that moment.
“MOTHER!” Spitter shrieked animatedly, wanting to add an excited tone to his voice to get her curious.
“Yes darling?” Valkyrie asked lovingly, slithering towards him.
“I made A SONG! Doesn’t that sound great and heroic? Cause it is!” He held his head high and rattles his ornate and blue frill happily.
“Really? Let’s hear it.”
Spitter inhaled deeply, flicking his younger out one last time, and opened his mouth to sing perfectly:
“Human comes near, we chase it outa here! Human punch is in the face, he disgrace, SO WE WILL BITE HIM IN HIS FACE!”
Valkyrie eyes were wide with amusement. “Well that’s above song-“
“Wait! I’m not finished yet!” He called. “GROWL FACE EAT HIS FACE KNOCK HIM OVER SEAL HIS FATE! His friends will come to save him soon, they will get here by afternoon, and once he fall we kill them all!”