Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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What are some stories about the titanoboa? Memorable titanoboa stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
So I was making my house at the swamp the first time I ever played. Then there it was, the Titanoboa. I thought it was just a snake that only attacks whenever you are harming it. But it turns out I was rong. So the problem was I since it was my first time playing I only had 150 health. So I died and had to spon twenty five km away
When I first started the game I tamed a dodo and I was seeking for a place to live whit my dodo in my hands and than there are 3 titanoboas in the swamp my first taught drop dodo to his dead in the mouths of the titanoboas and run but I didn’t drop my dodo I run whit him and that was my dead
Not really a story but most of the dinos in are were
Real and these are the ancestors of the arcanda snake they life in warm conditions *like in ark*and if gravity wasn’t a thing Texas’s biggest threat wouldn’t be a bull so if you have the warm effect look for these big guys. *also titanboas we’re way way bigger than this*
Misunderstood
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?