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The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 65: Brutality
Part 4/4
An eel lashed at John, and with quick speed, John opened his eyes and grabbed the eel by the throat. The eel began to scream and thrash about like a banshee, and as John’s implant continued to hum, the eel’s eyes rolled to the back of its head. The eel stopped resisting, and its eyes rolled back. Fervor in its eyes, John let go of the eel in awe. The eel turned around, and a bolt of electricity shot out of the eel and hit its own brethren!
ZAP!
The eel that was hit let out a shriek. Its body began to twitch, and then a bolt of electricity shot out of that eel shot out and hit another. And then that eel shot out another bolt that hit another.
This chain reaction of electricity passed around to every eel, until eventually all of the eels had been killed. The eel that sent out the first electricity bolt looked at John in approval. It rushed at him and rubbed its head against John’s chest. John put his hands up in surprise, but then rubbed the eel back.
“I think I’ve tamed him,” John realized. He stared at his implant. The humming had stopped, “Is it because of my implant?”
“Is that my attribute?”
John looked down at the artifact. Ben was swimming toward it. As he reached the artifact, he looked back at John and signaled at him to come over to him. John swam down with his new eel friend. Ben pointed at the artifact.
“You get it,” Ben seemed to be saying. John reached his hand out and touched it. As he did, the artifact began to glow, and then it disintegrated into a million metal pieces. The metal pieces flew into John’s implant, and his implant glowed yellow for a second. The glow faded away. John gasped in wonder as he felt his body crackle with energy. He stared at Ben, who seemed to be staring at John in fear. John raised his eyebrow, but then as he looked into the reflection of Ben’s eyes, he noticed that his face was incomprehensibly shadowy. His body seemed to look bigger too. John looked at his body, but it seemed pretty normal to him. Was this the power of the artifact? Ben let out a sigh of relief. John had returned to normal in Ben’s vision. John let out a laugh, and bubbles floated out of his mouth and into the water. They had a beast to feed now. And once they tame that beast? There was no way that the Crimson Crusader could stop them.
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 65: Brutality
Part 3/4
A beast even more gigantic than the Plesiosaur rushed in and locked its jaw around its fragile neck. With a bone-crunching SNAP, the Plesiosaur’s neck hung limp inside the predator’s jaws. Ben’s eyes widened as he spotted the beast. Brownish in color, its slender long jaws were so large that it could fit a dozen men. Its flippers were as large as the Plesiosaur, and its body so big and large it’d take hundreds of men to take it down. Its flippery eel-like tail swung around aimlessly, when suddenly it almost went flying into Ben. Ben quickly dived under the tail.
John looked at Ben and then back at the beast.
“What IS that?!” John seemed to be asking Ben with wide eyes.
Ben smiled back. Ben knew, but he couldn’t tell John. But John already knew…
That was the thing they were going to tame now.
The big beast did not seem to take care of the two humans, however. Its large eyeball stared right at John, but did not take its time to attack him. John knew he’d have to provoke it. But would he even be fast enough to swim away from it?
No. He wasn’t. He needed to find a different way.
John quickly looked around the surrounding area. He needed to be fast, or else the beast would just swim away with its prey. As John checked every crevice on the seafloor, or anything that could help him, his eyes brightened as he saw it. A small opening that was big enough to fit him, but too small that the beast couldn’t go through. A cave!
John began to swim toward the beast’s eye. Daringly, John reached his finger out and poked it.
“ROARRRRR!”
The beast opened its mouth, and vines grappled out and shot black berries into them. John knew that he didn’t have much time. He had to flee. Now. He looked over at Ben and signaled to him. Ben nodded and swam alongside him. They swam as fast as they could to the cave. They could feel the beast’s hot breath rush onto their skin.
They were almost there.
With one push, John made it into the cave. Ben followed with suit, and the beast let out a bellow as its head crashed into the opening.
BOOM!
BOOM!
It tried, in vain, to barge its way through, but it was pointless. The cave’s walls were too strong, and the beast was too large. Ben pointed his finger at the beast, and vines made its way into its mouth, pouring dozens of black berries inside its mouth. John began to clap his hands in joy as the beast fell asleep.
Ben turned to John. Now they’d have to get food for it. He ushered him to travel further into the cave. Maybe there’d be an easy kill for them.
The two quickly swam into another opening, and were greeted with a large cavity. Large veins of a strange metal ran along the walls of the cavity, and a bright light shone from below.
“What is that?” John thought to himself. There was a glowing object that hung around at the bottom of the cavity. It was made of the same metal as the veins that lined the cavity, and was glowing yellow. It was like an artifact.
Ben looked over at John. He nodded his head toward it. John nodded back. The two began to swim over to the artifact, but as they did the water began to crackle with energy. The floor suddenly lit up with orange. Eels at the bottom with vicious eyes and teeth began to appear. Electricity began to crackle around the eels, and they began to swim at the two of them.
With quick wits, Ben snapped his fingers, and seaweed and kelp rose from the floor and tangled a few of them. Ben’s heartbeat rang across the waters, and more and more kelp continued to appear. But it wasn’t enough. There were just too many of them.
“Darn it!” John thought to himself. He looked back. The aquatic beast was blocking the entrance. There was nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. John looked back at the eels. They were getting closer.
Ben’s eyes began to droop. He was getting tired.
John clenched his fists.
“It can’t be this way,” John thought. He closed his eyes. He could feel his heart hammer in his chest. The world around them began to drown out. Time felt like it was getting slower.
What was he supposed to do?
John’s implant began to hum…
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 65: Brutality
Part 2/4
“Here we are. Fresh sea, the blowing wind, the crisp air,” John said as he stepped foot on the sands of the beach. They were on a small peninsula jutting out of the land that curved like a hook. There didn’t seem to be too many aquatic beasts, that was, until you looked deeper into the water.
Ben took the white graduation robe off of his body and tossed it to the side. John did the same with his clothes, until they were both in their underwear. John put his foot in the water gingerly, and receded it as the stinging cold pierced his skin.
“Dang that’s cold! Even colder than back home,” John shivered.
Ben cracked his neck, did a few stretches, and then leaped right into the water.
SPLASH!
Ben stayed submerged for a few seconds, his hair floating to the top, before he finally emerged. He let out a gasp, and shook his hair around.
“That’s cold!” Ben gasped. John groaned.
“Alright, I’m coming in.”
John ran forward and jumped into the water too. As his body splashed into the cold ocean, he opened his eyes to see a myriad of sea life beneath the depths. Coral reefs and seaweed hung around at the sea floor, and there were small dolphin-like creatures that roamed about.
John lifted his head out of the water to take a gasp of air, and he turned to Ben, who seemed to be getting used to the freezing temperatures.
“So, what exactly are we taming?” John asked Ben. Goosebumps raised off his arms. Ben shrugged.
“Anything, really. But preferably something big enough to carry a big platform on its back,” Ben replied back. Ben’s implant glowed, and a ball of watertight kelp grew along his spine. A tube of kelp sprouted from the ball, and Ben grabbed the tube.
“It’s not much, but it’s better than holding our breaths. The plants will slowly produce oxygen. Think of it as an oxygen tank.”
The makeshift oxygen tank grew on John’s back as well.
“So what’s the plan if we run into something to tame?”
Vines that carried black berries sprouted along Ben’s arms.
“The knockout berries. I’ll just pop them in whatever’s mouth, and it’ll fall asleep,” Ben explained.
“And what about me? What am I going to do?”
Ben smirked, “You’re still good at swimming, right?”
John smirked back, “Yeah… Why do you ask?”
“Nothing. You’re just gonna be bait.”
“Wait what?!”
Before Ben could explain himself any further, he put the tube in his mouth and submerged himself. John rolled his eyes.
“Oh Ben. Fine!”
John dunked his head into the water as well. His brown hair floated like seaweed. John turned to Ben, who was already swimming far below. John pushed his arms out and made a powerful stroke, propelling his body toward him.
Ben waved his hand toward the seabed, and John nodded back.
As they swam further and further down, the waters got colder and the waters darker. It was getting harder to see, but Ben and John could still make out the shapes of the creatures and plants below.
There were these giant Anglerfish that roamed about. The lights sprouting from their heads lit the way. John pointed at the Anglerfish and looked over at Ben. Ben shook his head. Not powerful enough.
They continued swimming around, looking for something big and strong, until a shrill cry struck the water. Their bones reverberated and John’s eyes widened. Water poured into his sockets and his eyes began to sting.
John looked over at Ben, who was smiling. Ben pointed at something. John clenched his fists as he saw the aquatic beast make its way over to them. It was a Plesiosaur. Its long neck stretched so far that it was as long as a house, and it had razor sharp teeth that were crooked and jagged. It opened its mouth and began to swim faster at the two, its limbs acting like paddles. Ben prepared an array of vines, and John began to make a swim for it.
CRASH!
The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)
Chapter 65: Brutality
Part 1/4
“OKAY, here’s the plan,” Ben said. He laid a map on a large wooden table, and John, Carlos, and Paul took a look at it. Ben pointed a finger near the midwest at a thick forest.
“So, we’re here, right?”
“Yep. We hid in the forest after our encounter with the scouts,” Carlos said. He was munching on a dodo leg.
“And you said that you saw a huge castle being built near here?” Ben asked again. He put his finger at the southwest.
“Yep,” John replied, “I bet that’s where Ian is being kept. I saw the scouts take him in that direction.”
“So if that’s the case, then all we need to do is infiltrate it!” Ben stated.
“What?!” Paul stated. His eyeballs popped out of his sockets, “Ben, what if we get someone hurt?!”
“We don’t know what those scouts are doing to Ian. For all we know, they could be torturing him!” John insisted, slamming his fist on the table.
“But I don’t want any of us to be harmed!” Paul protested, “Ben has just recovered from a fatal attack. Shouldn’t he get some rest first? Ben, are you feeling light-headed?”
“Okay, okay, everyone stop,” Carlos said, putting both of his hands in the air. All attention turned to him. Carlos looked at Ben, and eyed the implant in his wrist carefully.
“John, we can’t attack the castle just yet. There’s only four of us and who knows how many of them. And Ben told us how they have dinosaurs on their side.”
Carlos turned to Paul, who was hugging himself tightly.
“And Paul? We have to raid the castle. It’s the only way we’ll get Ian back, and Ben’s other friend, Chris. I don’t think they’ll return them to us so easily. This is the only way we can ensure we ever see them again.”
Paul’s head dropped to the ground hopelessly.
“But how will we ever do that if we don’t even know what our powers are?”
“What?” Ben remarked, his eyes widening, “What do you mean by that? Do you… know your implant attributes?”
Paul’s head dropped to the ground in shame, and John shook his head, no. He leaned against the wall of the hut, propped his leg up, and crossed his arms.
“Ian was the only one. Even then, his power could only serve as a minor distraction. He held them off so that we could run.”
John clenched both of his fists, and a vein began to bulge from his forehead.
“I want to help him, as he has helped us.”
Ben’s expression softened, and the mood seemed grim. Ben outstretched his palm to the table, and flowers began to sprout from his sleeves.
“We have to try. For Ian’s sake, and Chris’. We won't just yet. I myself know how to tame the dinosaurs, because of another friend of mine, and because of… past experience,” Ben claimed, his head looking back and forth at his old friends, “If we attack the castle on both fronts? They won’t stop us so easily. We’ll tame an army of them, it should be easy. That’s why I propose we dive into the seas, tame some aquatic mounts. I don’t think they know about the seas’ beasts yet. Half of us will go to the sea, the other half will tame beasts of the lands.”
“And who will it be?” Paul asked curiously.
“I’m thinking me and John will head to the seas. Carlos and Paul should go tame some of the herbivores around here, like the horned ones, Triceratops, and the spiked ones, Stegosaurus. They’re sturdy and hold their own really well against the carnivores. And they’re safer to tame.”
“You sure do know a lot about this place,” Carlos noted, a smile growing, “It’s almost as if you’ve been here before.”
“Yeah, almost…” Ben muttered under his breath. He scratched the back of his head, “Well. Are we ready to go?”
“Of course,” John replied, “Let’s head out soon. We don’t have much time.”
The four packed their essentials, and after a minute’s notice, they were out the door and on their adventure.
Journey: Chapter 1
Forest sat on a cliff above his family’s cave and stared out over the Fjordur sunrise. He thought to himself that this would never get old. It has been almost a year since he and his friend defeated Jethezzar with the rune. He still was a juvenile, but he was treated more like an adult now.
And he has enjoyed almost every sunrise and sunset ever since. He was truly grateful for most things that happened to him after the Basilisk or Peeri told him he and four others would save Fjordur.
He sighed and looked to his left, not all things from that time were good and some things he was just unsure of. There next to him was the rune. He wasn’t sure how it was possible, Forest remembered how he got it back and began to think about it.
After the rune disappeared. He thought it destroyed itself. However, a couple of weeks later, the pegomastax that had previously tried to steal the rune from him came back with it in hand. He had said something about coming across it and argued with a very unfortunate Ichthy and thought it belonged to him. Forest was amazed and shocked by seeing it, it indeed looked like the rune from before.
To make sure that it was indeed his, he went to the Shadowmane tribe. Where Nyx explained that it was indeed the same one.
“There are a very small number of runes for the size of this place and the realms but the number is still growing, but still there are only around 200 right now though. Each having their own unique markings and color patterns. This has the same markings and patterns as the one before, it would be almost impossible for this to be another to be to resemble this even slightly, let alone identical.” Nyx said while studying the green glowing object.
“But how are you sure this is the one I had a few weeks ago?” Forest asked.
Nyx looked up at him and gave a curious look at him, “I wouldn’t dare forget what it looked like or what patterns it had. This is the one.”
Forest was amazed by all this, he wondered why the rune returned to him and what this could all mean for the five. He thanked Nyx for the help to identify if it was the same and went home with the rune.
But as time passed, his thoughts changed and he kept thinking about ways to get rid of it. He kept remembering the story of the shadowmane that went mad and that the rune killed him and his friends and fear filled him the worst scenarios. What if he was to become like that shadowmane? He had thought and attempted many different ways to get rid of it, but they all ended the same way. The rune returned to him every time. But he had a surefire plan this time that couldn’t fail.
“Forest, come down!! It’s time for dinner!” Forest looked down and saw his sister Ri out of the cave waving and yelling for him to come for dinner.
“Coming Ri!” Forest replied and quickly grabbed the rune and descended the cliff towards home.
Hi, this is PrimalApex. I have been waiting a while to do this story, mainly because the story I had in mind as a sequel in a Alternate Universe (so it’s not canon to it.) to a story called The Obelisk and contains spoilers to The Obelisk. So please read The Obelisk before reading this. I hope you enjoy reading!!
Journey: Prologue
On this quiet evening, an ichthyornis was flying over a small beach at the southern tip of Vennaland in Fjordur. Circling over, he saw something glowing on the beach shore that wasn’t natural. He swooped down and looked to find an active rune.
“Boy, is this my lucky night, First catching a salmon the size of an Ichthyosaur, then stealing a nice amount of kibble off a Pego, Now this!!!”. The Ichthyornis strutted over to the humming object and circled it.
”It is not a moment too soon, the honest thieves' market is at midnight and this will fetch a me something quite nice.” the bird smug and arrogant said to himself. He grabbed the rune and was about to fly away.
“Better not mess with that thing if I were you, mate.” The voice said. The bird turned and saw it was a familiar face, a pegomastax that he had stolen the kibble from.
The Ichthy dropped the rune and started to look in awe, “Awe come on, you chased me all day long without even knowing where I went, all for your stupid treats and you to comment on choice of items to take.” The bird's enjoyment left and turned into irritation rather quickly after seeing the pego.
The pego showing his irritation himself squalled out “No!… Well yeah, but no on the comment of choice of items. I am trying to warn you about the thing you’re about to fly away with.”
The bird looked at the rune and back at the pego. “Yeah, it’s a rune. Big deal, but not life-threatening. It not like-”
“Wrong,” the pego quickly said cutting in. “The rune is active and if it has a bond, it can be very dangerous. They are strongly possessive and are dangerous against those that don’t help the rune or the rune’s owner find each other.”.
The bird just laughed and hollered after hearing the pego say that. “That’s a hot one. A pego trying to tell an ichthy that a rune can be ‘dangerous’ if it has bonded with another animal beforehand.”
The bird said and in irritation strutted to the pego “Your mejoberry must’ve slid off your meat if you think I am gonna fall for that.” The bird remarked, “I mean come on, the only reason you want me to leave it alone is so you can take it back with the rest of your PRECIOUSES. And, I am not falling for it.”.
Before the pego could say anything, the bird quickly got in the air and went for the rune. He quickly grabbed it in his mouth and took off towards the mountains. The pego didn’t even get time to process what happened. He started to walk away when he heard an unearthly sound and an explosion after. He heard two thuds behind him, so he turned around to see smoke rising at the far edge of the beach.
As he got closer, he saw the rune and an object smoking that was a lot larger. It was the ichthy, but now roasted and smelled like cooked dodo. The feathers were almost as if it was plucked before being cooked. The pego looked over at the rune. It was glowing as if nothing had happened.
“I told you not to mess with that mate.” the pego said to the roasted meat. He grabbed it and saw something familiar about this particular rune.
“Awe come on, how am I the guy to find the exact rune I tried to steal from that young drake? Now how am I gonna find the little fella? It’s not like he’s a famous creature on Fjordur or anything. It's going to hard trying to find the little kid, especially a Drake, they are such shy creatures.” The pego said complaining to himself.
The Pego grabbed the rune and took off in the direction he came from to head for his hole to rest before setting on a journey that he thought could take months. However, it wouldn’t take as long as he had thought.
This story however is not going to follow this pegomastax and his journey, but it will follow the person he is looking for and his friends. As the story of The Five has not ended yet…
Tune in Wednesday for chapter one!!!!
I want to tell you about a lost friend I had in ark, the first ever yuty I tamed, his name was Danny he was high lvl and we did everything togethor he helped me conquer countless foes, bosses, you name it we could have done it, after that I got him some friends to help him out because he started having trouble beating tougher creatures, a few rexs and 4 more yutys, so then I beat the game the beta, and was now going for the alpha dinopithicus king, this was it, it was eithor ascend to a new ark, or fall harder than anybody has, who is to tell if the cards are in my favor but this was it, it was happening, THE final boss of the lost island, I brought all of my worthy companions and we went forth to battle, 13 ten Rex, VERY high lvled in the 800/900 range, all of my yutys, in the 600/800 range, and two megatheriums and a daeodon, I started the boss fight and my gut was second guessing this choice, but it was too late, it had already started, I rode Danny and we went straight to battle not to waste any time, and it was just chaos and madness, bombs fell and there were mini brawls happening everywhere you looked, it was going ok, until the 2nd yuty I tamed dropped dead, and my heart began to sink. This was it I might not make it, I rush in to roar giving the Rex’s more courage, until one of my Rex’s dropped, this one had a LOT of health 200,000 and a VERY good saddle, all of them had ALOT of health and good saddles so if one died, there would be more that came with the lost. We were more than halfway to beating the boss when all the sudden a bomb dropped on my yuty, dropping Danny’s health from 60,000 to 43.000 that is 1/3 of his health, then to Rex came in like freaking bodyguards and destroyed it, the boss was 2/3 to dieing, then 3 more Rex dropped, now I was questioning if this was actually worth it, my favourite dinosaurs were dropping dead, I knew eventually I would fall too, so I rush in to put dmg on the boss occasionally filling my Rex with courage, until I was targeted by the boss, I tried to get away because I was gonna die real quick, and yet again two Rex came then 3 more, then I see another yuty coming, then the boss jumped off the pillar towards me, so I ran but it smacked me dismounted me, terrified I try to find Danny, and I turn around to see him run straight into the boss fight, at the top of the screen I see Danny, has… died and I thought to myself now this is personnel all of the fear inside me for Danny just ran cold reading that text, and nothing but pure rage boiled inside me, nothing was gonna stop me from avenging my best friend, an amargesaurus was attacking me so I shot it point blank with my ascendant sniper, then I ran straight toward a clear area to unload on the boss, and another Rex died because it was singled out, and another yuty named fluffy, ran in and then… we won, I beat lost island, Danny helped me through all of the bosses, and had fallen at the very last boss, he is a true friend, he even though his life was on the line ran straight into battle, he sacrificed himself even though it wasn’t the most logical decision he did it for the best, I still think of him as a hero, his grave rests in a beautiful flower filled beach shore, with a solid stone with his name carved in it, with the others who have fallen there graves stand behind him, he is very special to me, Rest In Peace my dearest friend Danny… one up=A roar for danny. Thanks for whoever actually read this.
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Furry, scurry and hurry
Beware of my bite
For it is quite a fright
I will cause you eternal pain
Because I will break your veins
Furry, scurry and hurry
I will cause your dinos a fright
Even worse if it’s at night
I will cause you a heart attack
If you dare retract
Don’t you try to dare
Give me a scare
Or else your blood is mine
And your soul is for ever in my mind
Was just in the the middle of taking a level 85 yuti on scorched earth, when he was at 96 percent and ran out of food. So I went to go Kill a paracer with my wyvern to get prime because I was right by red ob. As soon as I land to go kill the paracer, my game had an error and closed the application. Up this if you get kicked off ark all the time for no reason
Hello Everyone! Here's chapter one of my story, if you don't know who I am, I am the one who reads, review achatina story section to find stuff about me, but here it is.
Teeth, Talons, And Tails. The first three years of snowflakes life had been relatively normal, but It would all change when she was four years old.
She was coming home from a hunting session with friends, when she found her mother waiting for her. "Mother? Are you alright?" Snowflake asked her mother, who seemed.. angry? Depressed? She could not tell, "They came.." her mother replied, "And they took your father.." snowflake was distraught, who wouldt attack a Yutyrannus? "Who came?!" "Who took my father?!" Snowflake questioned, " I couldn't tell who or what it was, but it was small and there were many of them
Small? Humans maybe? Direwolfs? No.. direwolfs lived on the other side of the great crater.. humans... probably? They did use weapons to take other creatures.. Her mind was spiraling into confusion.
"Mother, what did they smell like?" She asked, "Hmm it smelled like.. human? Do you think they took your father?" Her mother asked. "I think so."
They never found iceberg, snowflakes father was dubbed missing, and Snowflake vowed to destroy every human settlement in the tundra, she would help her mother, and she would never lose someone to humans ever again.
SO, that was chapter one! Hope you liked it, I'll be writing more on weekends but Victoria day isnthus weekend so maybe not.
I flew around the entire snow biome and every time I tried to knock one out they would die from mammoths. Finally I found one, tamed him up, got him up to level 61, levelled his stamina up to 1400, brought him back home which took forever. I decided to take him out for a test run and I ran into another Yuty which had a hord of carnos…. Long story short he died because his stamina was drained. Now I have to tame the one who killed mine. Up this to support me on my journey, rip Yuty.
Fallen world
Chapter one
An old and bulky triceratops walked through the rock-spire forest, the wind blowing against his face, carrying dust with it and limiting his vision. He staggered towards a cliff edge and looked down at the wasteland. A huge, barren expanse littered with tall rock spires and a long river cutting between them. The trike’s name was longhorn, and he was a scavenger. Scavengers were dinosaurs that lived in the rock-spire forest, struggling to find food to survive. Scavengers gathered materials from the rock-spire trees and sold them. It was a dangerous business, as the forest was littered with drops and other obstacles, every month at least four dinosaurs would die working. The rock spire forest was a huge area on the Acarb continent, known for its dangerous heat in certain areas. Longhorn carried on walking, dragging a chunk of meat behind him, eventually, he found who he was looking for...
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An orange yutyrannus knelt down in front of a rock spire, chiselling away chunks of it using a small tool between his teeth.
“I’ve got some food for you” Longhorn said as he walked up to the Yuty.
“Thanks” he replied, picking up the meat and gulping it down. “This job drives me mental, I have to use my teeth instead of my arms. My arms are too short”
“Hey, at least you’re not in my situation, I’ve got no arms!” Longhorn joked.
“Yeah I guess” then, they were interrupted by a voice.
“Longhorn! Ember Claw, I need to talk to you!”
One time in lost island, i had a maewing named "hopson" who has 5000hp and 2000stm and i wanted to place a cabin next to my freinds " The reaper tribes" wyvern trap. so i put some fur on, and took hopson to the trap. well, he lived but UNFORTUNATELY, when we got to the snow biome, a yuty and his pack of carnos startet attacking me after i got stuck in the yutys head and they started attacking and attacking and attacking. luckily, the yuty got hopson had enough and, like jesus, he floated through the carnos and the yuty and hopped away safely. we got out alive, and hopson was at 1000 hp. 1 like = 1 sorry
Triceratops Journey Ep1 Trade
Up at the high peaks was a very dangerous spot, carno’s roamed, dire wolves howled in the moon light. Also a triceratops named Dake roamed
Dake: The kills warm, this was recent.
Dake hears a roar in the distance.
Yutyrannus: Grr.
Dake charges into the Yutyrannus
The yutyrannus spins Dake around by grabbing Dake’s crest. But Dake uses his greatest weapon against him. Dake puts one of his horns in the Yutyrannus’s neck and throws him away.
Dake panted.
Dake: I have to run before anything comes.
Carno: Square up bud
Dake: AHHHH!
Dake and the carno put there horns together
Dake: MINE ARE BIGGER.
Dake threw the carno of the cliff with its horns.
Carno: EAHHHH.
The carno got impaled by a very sharp rock
Dake: he might like this kill better.
Dake puts his horn in the yutyrannus
*few minutes later*
Raptor 1: You really didn’t have to do this.
Raptor 6: Yea I don’t know if we’ll even be able to eat this before is decomposes.
Raptor 3: GIVE IT, GIVE IT.
Dake: Mejoberries.
Raptor 1 gives Dake 500 Mejoberries.
The raptors carry the yutyrannus body
Raptor 2: Thanks.
Dake: Your we-
Pachyrhino Queen: DAKE WE NEED TO SPEAK, NOW!
Dake: yes queen.
Pachyrhino Queen: SELLING BODYS, ARE YOU SICK. THIS PLACE IS DANGEROUS.
Dake: Hey the yutyrannus tried to attack me first.
Pachyrhino Queen: WELL YOU DIDNT STAY WITH THE HEARD. ONE MORE SLIP UP AND YOUR GONE.
Dake: *le gasp*
They should add them to ark mobile because if they do along with the wyvern it will make mobile players want to play ark mobile more and if they do add yutys and wyverns to ark mobile it will give players some thing to work towards to tam and there shouldn’t be a tame limit at all. Upbote if you think they should.
using the same google doc for this because im way toolazy to change it
written at 3am yahoo
anyway
A Yuty’s Quest Part One aka a dumpster fire
I didn’t proofread this so sorry if it doesn’t make sense
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A roar and a crash.
That’s all Bicker remembered of when her father died.
Bicker doesn’t really care, unlike her older brother. She’d never met him. She wants to meet him, sure, but it’s not at the forefront of her thoughts.
Her mother, Splinter, rarely talks about him, whether it be how he died or the adventures he went on. Bicker had tried to pressure her brother into telling her, seeing as he was a few years older than her and might have some memories, but he would always respond with “he was nice” or “I miss him” and never actually said anything about it.
The only things she knows about him are few; he was killed by humans, and he led the pack. However, nobody talks about what happened. It’s custom to let certain yutys remember the past, and advise the leaders in their decisions, but not even the leader’s children got access to that information. And that infuriates Bicker. She wants to know what happened.
Talking about the past was forbidden. Why? Nobody knew. You aren’t even allowed to talk to the archivists as they might slip up and reveal something. It was f*ing stupid! Whoever thought of this dumbass rule needs to be drowned. Beaten and drowned.
“Pay attention, s*head!!” A rock hit Bicker on the head.
“The f* was that for?” Bicker whipped around to see her little brother taunting her.
“Willow wants our help. You can’t just sit around and daydream all day.”
Bicker grumbled a response and shoved her brother with her tail playfully. “C’mon. What does he need?”
Although Bicker’s little brother, Argent, was only half her size, he acted like he made the rules. His energy had no bounds. He had no rules for himself; always getting into fights and stealing things. Bicker knew that she had taught him that. Even though it was annoying, she was proud of him.
Argent led Bicker to a clearing, where Splinter and Willow sat. “Found her!” He bounded over towards Willow, who had a poorly drawn map made in the snow, accompanied by the occasional rock or stick that Bicker thought was supposed to act as locations or landmarks.
“Bick! You’re here. Uh, we need help with this. You’re the one who’s supposed to know these things.” Willow gestured down to the map, his tail lightly thumping against the snow. He often did that to express a strong emotion, positive or negative. Usually it was worry.
Bicker looked down at the map. She could just barely make out a map of the northeastern sector of Valguero; Willow had placed rocks where important locations are and separated the snow zone from the tundra with a thin twig that was bound to blow away any second. A rock sat just above the stick, their pack’s camp. Smaller rocks were sprinkled across the makeshift map, Bicker didn’t know what most of them were but she could tell where the human tribe was located, somewhere at the southernmost region of the tundra, almost falling off the map. There were a few other things she recognized as well, a few rocks and pebbles indicating other yuty maps or even important camps of other species, such as the mammoths’. Though it was messy and a few of the locations were incorrect.
She looked up at Willow. “What’s this for?”
Willow shrugged and looked over at their mother, who was politely observing the situation. “Maybe I just wanted to create a map. For uh, someone.” His tail twitched. He always did that when he lied. “So, will you help me? You know all the routes for trading and such, can you draw those?”
“If you want to make a map, you’re going to have to do it better than this.” Bicker stomped on the map, the rocks scattering and some snow blowing away.
Willow pouted and looked up at Bicker. “That took me forever.”
Sometimes Bicker felt like she was older than Willow. He acted so stupid and childish. Most of the time, Bicker was jealous of him. He didn’t deserve the title of “oldest”, she did.
Bicker walked away, some snow that was matted on her fur falling and disappearing into the wind. She picked up a somewhat small and flat rock, setting it down near Willow and dusting the snow off. “Think you can work with this?”
Willow simultaneously nodded and shrugged, tilting his head to the side and inspecting the stone. “Yeah, seems easy enough. Thanks.” He stood up and strode over to a small dip in the rock where he stored his things, pulling out a bit of frozen dye (crushed berries scavenged from the northern part of the lake) and walking back to the stone. He scooped up a chunk of crushed tintoberry with his right claws and slapped it onto the stone, painting in the tundra. He grabbed some crushed stimberries and painted in the snow zone, then marked different important areas with narcoberries, azulberries and mejoberries depending on what it was, being guided by Bicker.
Bicker watched him. His movements were careful, his limbs stiff as if he even made one mistake he would go insane. At last he finished, setting it down like it was a priceless artifact. “Mind telling me what it’s for?”
Willow looked up and back to their mother, or where she was. She tends to disappear like that. It’s kind of creepy, Bicker noted.
“Er, I just wanted to make a map. To donate to the archivists.” His tail twitched again. Willow knew she could easily pressure it out of him, but she decided not to.Usually she would poke and prod until he came clean, but today she didn’t. And she wasn’t sure why.
Bicker sighed and looked him in the eye. “You’re a horrible liar.”
Willow didn’t say anything and just looked to the ground. He mumbled something Bicker didn’t catch under his breath before he picked up the stone and walked back to where he slept. Was that all he needed help with? Literally just for her to stand there and tell him that he needs to put his work somewhere a bit more permanent? He really was stupid.
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Willow sat down in his little cave, just a rock overhanging a small dip in the dirt. It was sheltered, and although it didn’t look like much it was comfortable. Most yuty’s dont get this pleasure, usually having to share nests in a larger cave, which ends up making everything annoyingly warm. But luckily he was the leader’s son. He would give this cave to another yuty if he could, and he’s tried, but turns out the archivists have more jobs than one. They also record your faults. You could steal prey from another yuty, and you’d get a strike. If you get too many, you’ll be banished. Plain and simple. And apparently trying to be helpful is against the rules, which got him a strike. Willow wondered how his father led in these conditions. It was painful.
He leaned back against the small walls of the cave. It may have been comfortable, but it was lonely. Apparently privacy is something most yutys want, but it leaves Willow nobody to talk to, to connect to. He hated that. Sometimes he imagined himself in a different pack, eating and talking with no restrictions and enjoying himself. But he knew that deep down, all of these crazy rules kept the pack afloat. That’s why their pack was so large and well-known, also thanks to the incredible feats of Furbeak, his father, and probably other leaders in the past. Probably. He wished he knew.
He looked down at the map he had created, it was messy and he wished he could redo it. He hated to lie to his family, especially his sister, but he knew it was necessary. Only he knew what happened to his father, and it hurt to think about. Only he knew that his father was still alive, waiting for someone to help him. He was tamed. Tamed! A dreaded possibility. To be trained and domesticated by humans, creatures even a hatchling could easily decimate, was not only humiliating but it was horrid. Willow imagined Furbeak heading out to war, killing yutys against his own will and a prisoner in his own body. He shuddered. Furbeak could have died, sure, but Willow knows that he’s too stubborn to. And of course, if he was planning on taking him back, then he would need the help of his sister. His mother and brother had to be left out, no matter how much Argent might plead, it’s not safe for him.
Willow thumped his tail softly against the frozen ground. He has a ton of memories of his father, more than most yutys think. He curled up to a ball and stuck his nose in his feathers, wishing that none of this had to happen, wishing that his father was still here to help him through this.
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Arks of anarchy chapter 2 season 1 “I walk this lonely road”
As the snow falls many creatures start to move away from the mountains. Some run, some walk, some big, and some small. But the yutyrannus? It stays, with its thick coat of fur, it loves the cold, and even though the Carnotaurs don’t have the same coat, they still stay and obey the orders given by the yutyrannus. But for yenner, they don’t oblige. Some say he’s too puny, some say he’s too skittish. The only thing they agree upon is that nobody listens to him. “HEY!” Yenner awakes from his sleep as he looks for the source of the sound. “What?” Says yenner still half asleep. “You know this side of the mountain is Rex territory!” The tall Rex could easily overpower yenner, especially without a herd. “Look man, I just need some rest and this is the coldest spot on the mountain so could I please sleep here?” Yenner knew that his reasoning would most likely fail but he had to at least try “do you want me to get the rest of the rexes?” Not wanting to run away from rexes made to hunt, he got up and left the mountain.
He started to travel down to the redwoods, while it may not be cold it was far away from the Rex territory. As he walks down the path he hears a high pitched scream. Probably the weird birds here, he thought to himself. As he walked down the path he started realizing it was beginning to become twilight. As he kept walking he saw a small bird-like creature. Frightened by his presence the small bird quickly hid behind a small rock for shelter. “I saw you!” Said Yenner playfully, “You're not gonna eat me are you?” Said the skittish little bird from behind the rock “no you're too small and skinny to eat.” Yenner chuckled at the skittish bird. “So are we cool?” Questioned the little bird. “Yeah, we're cool” answered yenner. The bird cautiously approached yenner “hi, I’m yenner, what’s your name?” Asked yenner “m-my name is Adam.” Adam still didn’t fully trust yenner but he needed help getting home safely. “Do y-you know how to get to the south side of the forest from here?” Asked Adam, desperate to get back to his home “of course! Want to ride on my back?” Not wanting to walk alone in the dark, he accepted.
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This was chapter 2 of my series (it’s pretty obvious) sorry that it was longer than the last but I tried making it better than the last!
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-Randomguy104
To the one who reads-
I think yur story seems great. It’s easy to get better at writing, it just takes time of doing it. I mean, when I wrote my first book, it was a mess. But I slowly progressed to something that at least I can say is pretty nice. And also, yur first Chapter actually wasn’t bad! It seems like it has so much potential and I can’t wait to see if you write more.
—Moon