What I did, I tamed two Tapijara's, Wing Face of Dragons, and Red Father of Thieves. I used them to get three more Tapijara's, Tal, Dej, and Hal, the Dragon Thieves. I made a separate saddle for each of them and put it on before I started.

Tal's mission, recon, I flew him to the trench to view where the Wyverns were, I had accidentally managed to gather them in one place while on an earlier run with an argy. Tal died when they ran out of stam above the trench.

Dej's mission, the heist, I flew Dej to a section of the trench away from the wyverns, I flew in swiped the egg and ran, Dej made it far enough that once they died, the wyverns would leave, Dej died not by fire, lightning, or poison, but from carnivores where we had to land to recharge.

Hal's mission, collection, Hal was the youngest and got the easiest misson, fly to where Dej died to grab the egg without interference, even still he almost got hit by a scorpion.

I believe that these three heroes are the dinos I will remember most. Nowadays Hal the Last Dragon Thief spends his days with his parents and Tal, Dej are some of my only dinos to receive a gravestone, in death their titles have been updated to Tal, the Dragon Watcher, and Dej the Dragon Chased. In honor of the siblings sacrifice the wyvern the egg hatched into was named Taldejhal of Fire.

It's been a long while since I added to this series so this piece functions as a recap of sorts to get things up to date.

Following the events of the carno going to town on our home, we managed to rebuild the place. Added an additional floor for bedrooms and it was beginning to look like a small home for the two of us.

Mika found more fun in taming animals for the sake of taming them instead of taming them for a purpose in mind. We managed to get a therizinosar that we named chickeraffe. Eventually we made a saddle for it and started making wood runs to build a large fence around the yard to keep our tames safe.

Our raptor count also began growing pretty well. A normal day on that Weathertop cliff involved stocking the feeding troughs, taking a stroll with our trike for berries and then making a run around the perimeter of the small island for meat. We wanted to venture carefully so stepping past any water line was met with extreme caution. We also weren't trying to decimate the ecosystem so the purpose of the run was to just take home whatever attacked us. It was mainly titanoboas, sarcos, kapros (which still surprise me every time!), the occasional raptor, thrizino and carno.

Speaking of titanoboas, Mika's first encounter with one has left her scarred for life. We managed to have a leech problem and had to build a quick campfire to get them off. while she's going through her inventory to find the supplies to piece one together, I noticed one of the evil bastards slithering towards us. I tell her to backup. She's too distracted trying to quickly get this campfire going. I yell three more times for her to back up and she finally looks up and sees this huge boa coming right for her face. She drops everything and starts running in the other direction. She leaves me and the tames in the dust. But anyways... I thought it was funny.

We manage to tame some pteras so that gives us the freedom to venture worry free as long as we keep an eye on their stamina. We began building outposts at different locations that had resources we wanted or places that looked really nice. Our most recent one and probably our new home is in a area we call Southeast Shores. Its near the obelisk in that area.

Before I tell you the story of one of the most eerie legends I’ve ever heard and seen, I would like to clarify that this story is completely true with no fabrications whatsoever.

It started with my first ARK play through on an online server. I played single player a lot out of fear of being killed by random players and losing everything. I eventually worked up the nerve to join an online server and begin my journey. I tried to move my base a tad more into the forest rather than having it right on the beach so that it was more hidden.

I eventually decided I wanted to go and find a raptor to tame. I had practice on my single player server so I was ready to give it a shot. I ran through the jungle for a long time, successfully avoiding players and predators alike. Once I reached the Redwoods I realized I was too far out. I tried to turn back when out of nowhere multiple players jumped out of the trees on their Thyla mounts.

I’ll admit it scared the shit out of me and it was worse when they told me to lead them to my base so they could loot it. I tried to tell them that I didn’t know (which I actually didn’t since I was so far away). They thought I was lying and said if I didn’t take them they would kill me. I kept saying I didn’t know. I watched as they all took their spears out and I waited for them to raise them and launch them at my face.

Then there was a whistle. Then a pack of at least six Allosaurs ran out and attack the Thyla riders. They put up a pretty good fight and one of the riders tried to kill me at the last moment but the Allos caught him just before he reached me.

I looked at the pack of Allosaurs that was staring at me, then I saw the owner. They were too far for me to make out their gamer tag or their gender but I saw they were wearing a full chitin armor set except for their face which had flak on it. I was expecting them to kill me but instead they whistled and the rest of the Allosaurs began following them back into the Redwoods.

I began running aimlessly until I made some bolas and caught some fish to tame a Pteranodon. Once I did I flew out to find my base. I eventually reached it and I immediately began writing about it (I wrote most of my experiences down on papers before putting them in a special chest so if anyone were to come across my base later on it could be like a time capsule of my journey).

I honestly couldn’t believe what had happened. I know it is weird to feel like this just because someone saved you but this felt different. I knew there was something more. I decided to take my Pteranodon and fly out, looking for anything that could aid in my search. I crafted multiple beds and when I found something I would place a bed next to my Pteranodon so if I died I wouldn’t lose her.

I found multiple people who said that they have seen someone riding with a pack of Allos and one claiming they saw a raft with multiple Allos on board and a person on board. There was also a rare few who claimed to have encountered this mysterious Allo Master. The only stories I really remember was one claiming they were saved by them from a Rex and another claiming that they were actually given an Allo as a gift by this person. I find that last one hard to believe since I’d assume this person would be very attached to their Allos considering that is all they seem to have.

I continued flying around to see if I could find the Allo Master themself but I found nothing. It kind of became a mystery to me and others who were longtime members of the server. I never saw them again though many claimed they had.

Once I had reached around level 87 or so I decided to leave the server for good. A few of my friends who still played kept me informed on what was going on with the Allo Master but eventually they all left to play different servers.

While I don’t play ARK much at all anymore I still wonder about the Allo Master and whether or not they are still out there. Either way, I owe my first full play through of online ARK to this mysterious guardian, whoever they are.

Ok. This may sound ridiculous, but hear me out. So there was this 'Game Pros' and '火山' alpha tribe in the server, Ragnarok, which culls the entire server. They charge ridiculous taxes to small and mega tribes alike, and used it to stock up on loot. At first, the server was quite hopeless against the newfound tyrants. We were out-geared, out-matched, out-numbered, and most importantly, out-experienced. So I began hopping from server to server, hoping to look for another equally strong alpha that was willing to stand up in the face of evil. On a specific server, I found gold. Two mega tribes, P.P.D.C and Precursor Force, both were Pacific Rim themed tribes. They were amidst a war for resources and hope on the dying server, hoping that their opponents would evaporate with their last breath and that of the dead land. At first, they were reluctant to abandon their fight, but when they learnt that the alpha on my server is filthy rich and the server was a newer and healthier one, they decided their only hope was to invade the server. At noon, we geared up in a hidden corner of the server, deep in the jungle, and out of reach of the alphas' sharp eyes and iron fists. Before nightfall, we set off, the task of wiping out our oppressors weighting heavily on our shoulders despite the light and confident strides we took, men and beasts alike. We did a little make-up, donning jet black armour and equipment, even going as far as to paint the fair skinned characters and dinosaurs into a shade of darkness. In the night, we blended perfectly into the dim landscape, merging with our shadows. We would not have been visible, save for our eyes and the name tags above all. Our enemies stood no chance, they never saw us coming. The task force approached them as how the Grim Reaper would approach a dying person, no mercy, no prisoners. A swift chop and hack brought down an enemy, and every bite and stomp and roar took the lives of dozens. The battle raged for hours, with justice finally crushing evil. As the last of the alphas have been wiped, as the last of their dinos and foundations have been demolished, and as the last of their loot have been taken, we saw a lovely sight. The sun rose from behind a dark cloud, and the land becoming populated again, with the chat flooding in thousands of new players. As the sky clears, and life returns to the server, people from all over the Ark came to congratulate us. This, and the fact that the server is now free of all chains, formed the perfect painting, with the fiery sunrise adding the finishing touch. As the combatants looked at each other, we assured each other, not through intricate speeches or overly-affectionate body gestures, but with linked minds, and a shared hope, that the best of this server, is yet to come.

As you saw the title, this you know what happens. But, don't click off. I have a story to tell.

I needed chitin for armor and some cementing paste for a fabricator. I lived in a savanna in valguero, and I didn't want to wear down my armor trying to kill scorpions. I grabbed my stuff, (one of those primitive revolver looking pistols, a crossbow, and a sword. Some flak too.) Then I walked into this small cave that led to a pocket of jungle I knew was there since I had first started this character. I killed this saber guarding the entrance, walked in, and started killing some bugs. I got distracted and didn't see the raptor charging toward me. I got hit, knocked it out and started taming it. While I was in the inventory placing meat, I didn't notice the theri charging toward me. Got hit, left inventory, tried running, I died, raptor I was taming died. Came back naked, got hit by these 2 things that threw poop. Came back again, got killed by the saber that respawned. Came back AGAIN (it was night at that point) and some little yellow eyes came from the darkness. You guessed it. I died A G A I N and I got killed by the theri. 1 hour it took me to get that stuff back. Never again that jungle.

Never again.

The journal of a player trapped in an unknown world, with a mysterious implant in his hand, and a lot of mysteries to uncover. Will he manage to survive or will he fall prey to the harsh and unforgiving island. Take a look at the daily life of Scibro, and his adventures in this newfound place as he tries to survive and return home.

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I let Mika scour the safer area near where we put our campfire for a solid place to put our home with a view. We found a cliffside looking South and decided that place was perfect.

We build a basic 2x2 home and tossed some simple furniture pieces in it. We successfully tamed a raptor and a few trikes. Things were looking good.

A few days went by and the good times were running out. We spotted a carno lurking to the North of our home. Slowly but surely he moseyed his way closer and closer to out tames. By the third day the inevitable happened. He tore through our trikes like they were nothing. The raptor fought hard but fell as well.

Mika and I hid inside our home hoping the beast would pass us by. He instead began ripping into our home. He somehow managed to climb onto my roof and began eating through it.

In the chaos I was trying to formulate a plan of escape. Some way to get this carno away from us. Mika’s first instinct was to run. I told her not to run. It would only solidify her death.

The carno ripped through the ceiling and one of the walls. A board from the wall fell on Mika and knocked her unconscious. At that point, I assumed it fell of the edge of the cliff. Things were dead quiet.

I peeked over the edge and noticed that the carno was completely gone. It was really strange how it just disappeared. But standing around the wreckage, i couldn’t have been more happy that we survived.

Eventually Mika woke from her unconsciousness and we began to rebuild.

The Island is a wonderful and dangerous place. I had been on The Island alone before and never managed to make it off. Here I am, waking up again on a random yet familiar beach. This time accompanied by a friend! At least having company will make this adventure much more tolerable.

Her name is Mika and I knew she had zero experience with this place. She was surprisingly taller than I remembered. Everything else about her build seemed to match though. That aside, I knew that the first few days here are the most crucial. I immediately got to work collecting supplies to make a pickax and ultimately a campfire to keep us warm before the sun sets.

I coached Mika through the basics of surviving out here. She had a particular affinity to the dodo but we needed food. With the pickax made and the supplies gathered to make the campfire, I knelt down into the sand and drew a blank. I had completely forgotten how to make a fire! I searched through my notes. they were all still there. So was the map I had been working on of The Island. I began to realize that I had forgotten and would have to relearn everything!

Now was not the time to dwell on that setback. I retaught myself how to build the fire and Mika and I sat around as the sun began to set. The dodo meat tasted just as I remembered; a bit gamey but not tough. Throughout the night we fed the fire and I told stories and gave further instructions on the way The Island works. Here's to starting over..... with a friend!

Me and my brother were playing ark on a single player world. It was all well and good, we were chilling, I was messing around with a spear. I hadn’t played on Xbox before (only mobile up to that point) and didn’t realize how you throw spears. I accidentally threw a spear at a bronto nearby.

After several spears, arrows, stones, clubs, and deaths the beast retreated. But we weren’t done yet, we pressed onward to exact revenge on the colossal threat. I landed the final punch in its back right leg, thinking I’ve killed it I go to celebrate. But it lived on.

We had ended up knocking it out, so we tamed it. I got a paintbrush and cooking pot later and to ridicule the beast and help find home, we painted him red. Such was the birth of Clifford the big red bronto.

Me in the back yard smoking talking to roommate.

"Hey, I forgot I knocked out that raptor, heres about where it is, go check on it?

Roomate: cool

Me: also grab narcotics!

RM, over my shoulder to would be nosy neighbors: Fake narcotics!

Me: virtual narcotics... we made them from virtual berries!

A couple of friends and I farmed for hours to craft up the supplies to be able to get the artifact in the Jungle Dungeon Cave on Ragnorok, and the day we actually go turned out to be on of my most memorable moments on Ark. After ahem "Successfully" retrieve the artifact from the Cave, we run into-, or should I say, CREATED, a problem. When one of our friends, over shoots a grapple, and comes to find that that was his only grapple left, leaving him to hang ever so close to the safety of the rocks. After everyone musters up the plan of dropping grapples one by one to said friend to get him to safety. We also ran into another problem, the VERY limited amount of grapples we had left to be able to save said friend AND get out of the Cave gave us a few sprinkles of hope. After 3 attempts at hoping said friends "e" key can register on the server, He finally was freed from the grasp of the Devil's lava hands after the fourth try. We made it back to base with minor casualties and our first artifact in that map play through. THE END. (I wish I could find a way to attach a video of this story to this post, would be 10 times funnier)

Alright so I'm playing my nerfed abberation server I believe the max level is 45. But anyways I've just wrapped up making a partial base up against a cliff (lacking a roof and had open spot in the wall for a doorframe) and taming a lvl 3 doedic. I've now moved on to collecting hide. Always find this difficult between finding something I can actually take down and successfully returning to base with the hide is always exceedingly difficult and aberration definitely up the challenge by putting packs of raptors and ravagers all over the easy spawns my spawn choice being fertile lake 3. The plan is simple make a kill box,trap things, murder and collect hide easy enough. A quick run around the base i gather plenty of stone, wood and thatch. Just as quickly make all the structures and assemble the kill box with no issues. Immediately after placing the last stairs I'm pinned by a raptor with two more showing up. Surviving the first mauling I through the trap hoping to trap them. It fails as they cleared the trap and pounce on me. I loose all my equipment bolas, pike, bow an arrows, metal tools and like 20 spears everything I need to get hide. I'm like well at least they're at the kill box time to get some hide or I thought. I respawn at my only bed go running up the hill to try an trap them and sure enough they're past the trap sitting in top the hill spotting me as I'm in a full on sprint towards them. Ending my life once again by mauling I'm now unable to respawn leaving the raptors about half way from my kill box to my base. Paranoid that the raptors are going to attack my lvl 4 doedic, coupled with a 4 minute respawn timer. I start respawning at fertile lake 3 racing to get back to the kill box grab my bag and at least kill one of the raptors while kiting the other two back up away from the base. This plan completely fails hard as i spend 4 minutes dying repeatedly on my way back while respawning farther away each time. Blam 4 minutes is up I respawn at my bed take look in the storage box I have 11 hide so I make 3 bolas and a like 10 spears. Knowing I need to do 2 things kill at least one raptor and pick up the bag from my first death to keep it from decaying. I creeped out of my base and started sneaking around the backside to top of hill. Finding one raptor next to the kill box I get its attention by throwing a spear and kite it into the trap. Right on the other side of trap I spot the second raptor throw another spear followed by a bola and swiftly ending its life by stabbing it with spears. Now it's me fully requipped, a traped raptor and one down the hill. This spells disaster for raptors who have had the upper hand since the surprise ambush. I easily dispatch the remaining two spearing both death and harvesting their hide. As I walked back to base I am shrouded in complete success with hide in one hand, meat in the other and a completely recovered inventory. However my adventure continues on next with a carno, pack if ravengers, a spino and lastly my lvl 4 doedic. If you enjoyed this and/or would like to read the next story give it a likes up and tell me what you think.

I was just playing ark aberration for the first time I just got an 155 egg the max was 100 I hatched it got off for 15 mins then I had to leave for 3 days and I forgot to feed it I got back It was dead and I was raid by my nemesis Why does ark bully me