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  1. Been drawing my blood for days. And now it's paid off, I tamed my first Bloodstalker! Then I got picked off that one and tamed another low level one. Woo Hoo! These things are super cool, but I am THE worst bloodstalker driver in the world.
  2. I decided it was time for a Ghillie suit, so I popped Kosmo my tapejara out of cryo. Yep, flyers are enabled on the server I’m on. We headed over to the ocean, and the ensuing actions would probably be best accompanied by Benny Hill music. Me, wielding a sword, swimming after evil ducks, while being chased by sharks and eels for twenty minutes. After gathering enough organic polymer, we teleported back to the Bog. Needless to say, the level 290 Sarco that was spawn camping the teleport ate me up quick! So I teleported back with two Carnos, and we dealt with him. I grabbed all of my equipment, and I think by the time I was ready to pod my Carnos and fly back on Kosmo we had to have killed seven insect swarms and a half dozen other angry dinos. We landed at base, and I made a Ghillie suit posthaste. Kosmo gave me an appreciative squawk as I walked by in my new duds on my way out to gather some mats. So I was in the middle of gathering narco berries, (I love those little flower things that are just narco berries!) when I looked up and noticed an insect swarm not too far away. It just flew on its merry way and didn’t bother me at all. Best! Thing! Ever! Thanks, Ghillie Suit!
  3. I’m heading back from the Arctic with enough pelt to make my final piece of fur armor. Woo Hoo! No more freezing ears! Unfortunately, I forget to switch out of my existing fur armor before slogging my way back through Da Bog to base. Partway there, I also fail to notice a partially submerged, scaly creature whose yellow eyes are glaring at my Carno and I with a primal intensity. I hear a sibilant, “Nobody expects the Bog Inquisition!” before I’m bulldozed off my carno and am flying through the air. My attacker and I land in a tangled heap on dry land, flattening the local flora and knocking the breath out of my lungs. Woof! The Kapro is busy shredding my fur armor while I’m trying to push his maw away with one hand and scrambling to get my pike with the other. After a bit, though, he makes a gagging noise and scampers off a few paces. Confused, I rise unsteadily, using my pike for support. Mortley, my equally confused Carno, stomps up seconds later and looks back and forth from me to the Kapro, wondering what to do. For his part, the Kapro, with tufts of fur sticking out of his mouth, turns to give me a dirty look. Suddenly, he makes a “Thhhbbbbbttt,” sound, causing both Mortley and I to jump a little. When he does this a few more times, I realize he’s trying to spit the fur out of his mouth. A laugh escapes me before I can smother it with a once fur-gauntleted hand. Mortley joins in with a nervous rumble (chuckle) of his own. Obviously none too pleased with our mockery, the Kapro glares at us for a few seconds before his body suddenly spasms, arching his back, and causing him to emit a horrible retching noise. Wide-eyed, Mortley and I take a few hurried steps backward, putting distance between us and the contorting creature. “If he turns into a werewolf, we’re totally out of here,” I say, and Mortley nods in agreement. It happens a few more times as we watch, sounding worse each time. Instinct screams at me to flee, but I’m unable to draw my eyes away from the spectacle. And after one last horrible, wracking fit, the Kapro horks up a wad of slimy fur, which plops on the ground in front of him. We all stare at it intently for a few heartbeats, waiting for it to start moving or something. Then . . . nothing happens. “Gross, dude. Did you just cough up a hairball?” I ask. Miffed, the Kapro turns and stalks off into the bog, eventually slipping out of sight beneath the muddy water. Mortley nudges my hand with the dry scales of his snout, causing me to freak a little. “EYAH!” I shout, hopping three feet away. He emits a rumbling noise that I recognize as laughter. “Dude, not funny!” I pause and look at my right hand which no longer has a gauntlet on it. “Hmm.” I then look at the steaming pile of slimy fur several paces away and notice the glint of metal coming from it in a few places. “Oh, heck no!” While I’m trying to decide if I want to salvage the gauntlet or not, a number of insects crawl out of the nearby bushes and start gnawing on the gooey mess. “Urk,” I grunt, trying not to heave. Mortley is a little paler than usual when I turn to look at him as well. We quickly decide that returning to base is the thing to do and head off on our way, leaving this memory behind. (So basically, this is a long winded version of me saying that I ended up using all the pelt I brought back to fix my existing fur armor, leaving me without enough to make the last piece I needed. Back to the Arctic I go with freezing ears. Blah!)
  4. So I finally started porting to other biomes in Genesis. I managed to get some obsidian and oil in the Arctic without freezing to death. I went back to the Bog and somehow made it back to base, seeing as I didn't bring a tame with me. Then I decided I needed pearls and went to the ocean. Took a while, but I finally found some clams and grabbed a bunch. I had to teleport a couple of times around there before finding a spot. After that, I ported back to the Bog, un-cryo'd my Carno, Krewl, and headed back toward base. We were close and fighting a fair amount of stuff when I got Kapro'd again. (Blargh!) A daeodon ate me before Krewl could help. (Double Blargh!) But I spawned at base, and rode out on my other carno, Mortley. By the time we got there, Krewl had finished everything off, so I grabbed the pearls and salt off my corpse, and we headed back. So I'm back at base, and everything is stored away when I realize my raptor is gone. The only thing I can think of is maybe I ported a little close to base and managed to bring him along. I think I would have noticed if he popped in with me, but who knows. If that's the case, not sure which time it was, and I don't recall which areas exactly I ported to. *Sigh* So I'm going to raise a glass to Goretek, may we meet again some day....
  5. It’s been months since I played, but like many others, I decided to log back in to check out the DLC. I started in the easy Bog. Easy, hehehe . . . . . Here’s a few highlights. 1 – I’m sneaking past a Bary who is munching on bog fish not far from shore. I’m almost past when I bump into something sturdy that smells vaguely of cheap cologne. I look up and see a Carno towering over me. The Carno glares down at me with beady eyes and says, “ 1 – 2 – 3, not it!” “Wait, what?” I begin. “You’re not what?” “Dinner!” he replies then beams a toothy smile at me. I turn to run. Nom! Nom! Nom! 2 – Not long after that, I’m fleeing along the marshy ground, trying to avoid smacking into any trees, or tripping over their exposed roots, while being pursued by a gym-bro Daeodon. “Leave me alone,” I shout over my shoulder, between gasping breaths. “Bro!” he says. “You need to stop with all this cardio, and I’ll help you pack on the mass.” “I don’t believe you,” I shout before I jump over a fallen tree, skid a little on the landing, then keep running. The Daeodon effortlessly clears the tree and continues his pursuit. “Hey, no Curls, no Gurls!” “Stuff it, pig! And why are you wearing a tank top that’s like three sizes too small?” “Because, you gotta dig deep! And if the bar ain’t bendin’, you’re pretendin’!” “That’s not even an answer, you-“ Yah, that’s about the point I ran out of stamina. Nom! Nom! Nom! 3 – “Insect swarm, what’s an insect swarm?” Two seconds later, “Auuuugh!” 4 – I fix my first glitch on top of some big metal ramp that’s by some giant hole. I’m heading back down when I see a carno wandering up. I figure I’ll give him a smack and then run off, having scored some small bit of revenge against his kind. He charges as I get closer, and I stab him when he’s in range with my balsa wood spear. It breaks of course, but I’m not sticking around to fight, so it’s no big deal. I veer around him, and just when I’m almost past, he wallops me, sending me flying off the ramp. Famous baseball announcer, “It could be, It might be… It is! A home run!” Me: *SPLAT!* 5 – I tame my first dino, a dilo named, “Goner.” He’s eaten ten minutes later by another insect swarm. “Beepity, Beepin! Insect swarms!” 6 – I’m out on my frog, Freeda, and we’re looking to get some sweet, sweet cementing paste. “Whoa! Carno over there we better head—“ KAPRO ATTACK! We fly through the air for what seems like a mile before we land in the mud and water with a splash. I’m stabbing him with my metal pike for all I’m worth. He’s low level, I just might make it…. He dies. “Ha, ha! I did it,” I shout to the heavens, and am immediately Kapro Attacked again, by a high level one. Nom! Nom! Nom! “Beepity, Bleepin’, Kapros.” On my way back, I get the message that the carno ate Freeda. “Bleepity, Beepin’, Carnos!” Yep, Ark is still Ark!
  6. (SP Valguero: An addendum to my above post) "That bow sure is powerful," HLN-A says. I beam with pride, "Yep, it sure is!" "Just think how powerful it would've been if you mind-wiped and put all your points into crafting first...." "Son of a *BEEP*!" I say as both Goner and Appy start giggling.
  7. (SP Valguero: Operation Bronto Burgers) So either Armageddon has kicked off right above my cave, or the brontos have taken up line dancing. The sheer noise and shuddering of the ground is nearly overwhelming. I look across my base as dust rains down from above and notice Appy. She's sitting in an upside down miner's helmet that I grabbed from a drop not so long ago, and the impacts of the giant beasts above are moving it erratically across the open floor. Her smile of pure joy as the thunderous stomps cause the light from the headlamp to jitter across its surroundings leads me to a pause. Happiness, perhaps, can be found where one is free minded enough to embrace it. Me, though, I'm not so happy, and neither is HLN-A. "You really need to get rid of those things," she pleads. Agreeing with her one-hundred percent, I place the ascendant compound bow BP into the fabricator and take a look at its requirements. "Holy *BEEP*, this thing is expensive!" "You're seriously debating its cost versus the cost of never being able to sleep again?" she asks. "Well, no. But I may need to take out a loan to craft this," I admit. "Would you mind co-signing it?" "Je ne parle pas français," she replies. It takes a few seconds, but I follow that up with, "Wait, what?" What seems like years of grinding later, I am the proud owner of a 534% compound bow. And now, it's time to put it to use. Appy hops up on my shoulder as I'm heading out, and I whistle Rapz, my raptor, to follow. As he falls in behind me, HLN-A beams a big smile onto her display. We cautiously exit the cave and find nothing dangerous outside, so we head toward the incessant stomps above. Partway there, a raptor notices us and charges. I draw back the bow string and let the arrow fly. Things go into slow motion as I see the arrow spiraling through the air before it goes into real time and lances forward through the dino's skull. HLN-A's display shows a vomiting emoji after the raptor's head explodes, and its lifeless body collapses onto the grass. Meanwhile, on my shoulder, Appy's eyes have gone wide, and she's making an, OMG! That-was-awesome face. "Heya, Rapz, hopefully that wasn't a relative," I say, and my raptor just shrugs before heading over to devour it. Needless to say, things are quiet above the base again....
  8. SP Valguero (Just a quick update) The two Deinos, Shaya and Phoenix, are finally done maturing! "Woo Hoo!" And they've now given birth to a male offspring (Eagle) with one mutation, who is raising now. However, I doubled my maturation rate, and this one shouldn't take three days. Whew.... I also returned from gathering mats to find Appy painting Goner's talons, shocking orange. Cool by me, but as I got closer, I realized Goner is now female. This of course begs the question, was Goner always female? (Sometimes I drink beer while playing Ark, so things might be missed.) However, I've had two dilos in the past swap gender, so.... Either way, I said, "Looking good, Goner," and she replied with a happy trill. And now to the bad news, a family of brontos has moved in above the cave, and the noise is driving me freaking CRAZY! "Might I suggest crafting that ascendant compound bow we found the BP for?" HLN-A asks.
  9. SP Valguero (Foreword: The foundation in the cave is finished, and walls have sprung up out of the simple necessity to support the many AA::OCD Vaults needed to contain all the Phat Lewtz! Lights buzz and perhaps flicker from time to time in the base, especially when Goner is charging his Hagenuk MT-2000. But lately, thoughts have turned to assembling a cadre of Deinos...) We've got this down to a "T," or is it down to a "Tee?" "Hey, HLN-A, is the common expression down to a 'T' or down to a 'Tee?'" "Seriously?" she inquires. "Hmm, so I'm not going to be able to order groceries through you either?" "Funny. Have you ever thought about hugging a Kentrosaurus? I've heard they bring good luck." "Heh, not really," I concede. But we really do have this down to a T. And by this, I mean stealing Deino eggs. I've spotted another Deino nest in the White Cliffs area, which is of course surrounded by a bunch of the murder chickens. Knowing the routine, Triton maintains an altitude of angels two and flaps about a hundred meters away. At this point, it's all up to Appy. Oh, by the way, Appy is a new addition to the crew. She's a peach and charcoal colored jerboa with no fear, wearing a set of aviator goggles, a parachute, and carrying a small accordion. When we reach the jump-off point, she gives me a little salute and launches herself from my shoulder. A second later, her canopy opens, and Triton spirals downward back toward the nest. As Appy passes through the thousand foot mark, she starts playing the, "Beer Barrel Polka," on her accordion. It takes a second or two, but the Deinos soon notice and charge toward her descending form, necks craned upward. And as they're all hopping around below her, expecting a snack, Triton and I land, grab the egg, and launch skyward again. I look down as the Deinos charge angrily back, but they're too late. After that, Triton wings his way toward Appy, deftly catching her parachute in his talons (Sometimes closer to the ground than others), and heads toward safety. Aside from all the low level eggs we've recovered (Stolen) which will be used for kibble, we managed to nab two 150's and one 140. The two 150s have been hatched (Male and Female) and are maturing now. Unfortunately, I didn't bump the maturation level up high enough after the snow owl debacle a while back, so they should be fully grown in three or four years. Sigh.... (Edit by HLN-A: #ServesYouRight)
  10. Yah, I usually pile a bunch of hours into Ark over four or so months, get tired of it, then take a four to six month break. Have fun!
  11. (SP Valguero) “Dang! I’m hot,” I say for the tenth time in the last five minutes. HLN-A, who’s had enough by now, replies, “Totally swiping left on this. But if you’re talking about temperature, maybe it has something to do with you wearing riot gear and flak armor?” She’s right, and I know it. But you never know what you’re going to run into when you open the dino gate at the cave’s entrance. I’ve had rexes, tek rexes, carnos, and raptors show up out of the blue. The good thing is that they usually fall off the cliff by the waterfall without too much trouble, but it’s kind of nerve wracking. Taking a break, I wipe the sweat from my brow and gaze over the giant foundation that I’m building. It takes up about seventy-five percent of the land area in the cave, and it’s finally nearing completion. I’m really on the fence about whether or not I’m going to bother with walls and a ceiling when it’s done, but we’ll see. Goner (Yep, he’s still around) rubs up against my leg like a cat, makes a low trilling noise, and then holds his paws out expectantly. “Alright, alright. Here you go,” I say before handing him an old cell phone. He makes a happy, croaking sound and scampers off to the little nook that he’s made his own. He loves playing Tetris on the phone, but seeing as I don’t have a generator up and running yet, I have to ration his play time. I’d tell him to be careful about dropping the phone in the water here, but it’s not real water. Duhn! Dun! Duhn! By all appearances, an underground water source surfaces near the back of the cave, creating a shallow pool. A stream runs from this, traversing the length of the cave, before spilling over the waterfall out front. The only thing is, you can’t drink it, cook with it, or even bathe in it. It’s phantom water, which leads to my dangerous expeditions down by the green obelisk to refill my canteen. And since it’s so hot in here with this armor on, I’m making that trip fairly often. “Dang it! I’m hot,” I say, mainly to annoy HLN-A, but also because I’m still so freakin’ hot. As if on cue, she replies, “Oh, stuff it!” (So my starter base has been dismantled and everything transferred over to my main base. Got to leave a green footprint, ya know. Building is coming along nicely, but a bit slow since I don’t have any resource gathering dinos. It’s been kind of fun furtively slipping out of the cave, gathering by hand, and coming back to unload. I’m definitely going to work on electricity when the foundation is done. I also took a construction break to go get organic polymer and finally crafted a ghillie suit. (Edit by HLN-A: “It’s about time you whiner!”))
  12. (SP Extinction?) The metal base on the roof above the City Terminal is complete. Still trying to decide if I want to add turrets, but I don't think I'll really need them. Anyway, after wandering around almost got me killed last time, I decided to change things up. It's time to take a trip to Valguero. I put Mortley and Myrtle in charge of the base while I'm gone (crosses fingers), grabbed my pteranodon (Triton), and flew down to the City Terminal below. Things started off well, like finding an old Lotto ticket in the pocket of your winter coat that turns out to be a winner well. I opened the terminal, and even though I had cleared my SP save data at the start of this play through, I had a bunch of rexes and saddles in there from a previous SP character. Woot! I proceeded to load Triton and the rest of my equipment into it before uploading my survivor (Slynn), and we were off. Of course, I picked the islands area to spawn in, since I know it's safe. I constructed a small stone base, containing the essentials, tamed a female phiomia named, "Fridgina," to hold meat and berries, and then realized I still had my HLN-A skin on me. She popped into existence a few moments later. After looking around, she focused on me and said, "We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto." "Hmm. So, I'm a little dog?" "Oh no, Dearie," she started, "He was much smarter than you." "Okay, thanks." Tick... Tock.... Tick... Tock... Tick... "WTH?" Anyway, with a static place to re-spawn, I was ready to retrieve my stuff from an obelisk. After careful consideration, the fact that journeying to red obelisk was a purlovia risk, and journeying to blue obelisk was a yuty risk, led me to decide on Green! It was my favorite color when I was younger, after all, seeing as our currency is green. (Seriously, though, I was just trying to be cool when I told my parents this.) I swam from the island to the closest shore and began making my way in that direction. I tried crossing the water a couple times toward green obi (Hindsight roll: Nat 20. "Doh! Why didn't I make a raft?") but was forced back to shore by sharks, piranhas, and what looked to be some type of jellyfish rave. (I'm pretty sure that's what's happening at my base on Extinction right now. But instead of jellyfish, it's owls and otters.) I entered the White Cliffs area with some trepidation and soon ran across a dilo. Deciding that I may have need of a distraction, I punched him senseless, and named him, "Goner". We traveled along the beach, eventually making it to a spot that looked safe to cross. Well, it was sort of safe. I was only attacked by one shark as I was nearing the opposite shore. Goner and I both made it. "I really didn't think you were going to make it this far," HLN-A said, before dialing her bookie. "Um..." Goner and I said looking at each other. Or at least, that's what I imagined him saying. We followed a switchback, leading upward, the giant green obelisk hovering in the background. I ran afoul of a raptor shortly after reaching the top, but managed to defeat it. Unfortunately, Goner, perhaps living up to his name, was nowhere to be found afterward. I pressed on, swimming through the lake with all the beavers. It was nearing 5:00pm by the time I left them behind and emerged on the opposite shore. Spear at the ready, I made my way to the obelisk. A raptor charged me as I was descending to the platform with the transmitter. Fumbling, I was actually able to change over to my bola and stop him before I was pounced. More hide was added to my supply, and then we were there. The first thing I did was remove, "Rexy," and put a saddle on her for protection. That was a good choice, too, seeing as I was attacked three separate times while getting Triton and my equipment out of there. "I just can't win a bet for anything today," HLN-A commented after that last carno dropped. (So I ended up stumbling across a cave that is atop one of the nearby waterfalls and am in the process of making that my main base on Val. While doing so, I retraced my path and ran into Goner. Wagging his tail, he sprinted toward me, and it was a happy re-union. I might have to change his name, now, though. Any suggestions?)
  13. Yah, he applied to be a Slag test subject at some out of town bio lab. We'll see if they call back. Heh.
  14. I'm playing my SP game on Extinction and decide to just go wandering off and grab metal nodes when I see them. I eventually end up in the SE dome, grab some metal, and then I see the giant metal wall. Oh, and it looks like there's a cave on the left side of it. I'm like, "We should go check that out," and both Mortley (owl) and Myrtle (otter) agree. My HLN-A robot is still talking about the last time I pooped, so she doesn't get a vote. Anyway, we get in a tangle with some bats and take care of them right at the entrance. Overall, it's not so bad, so we decide to move further in, each of us filled with the spirit of adventure. (Small Note: I didn't enable cave flying for this game and completely forgot about it.) Mortley goes, "Ooof!" as he bangs into an invisible barrier, and Myrtle and I are thrown off. I plummet like Wile E. Coyote, and Myrtle is above me in the air, flapping her little otter limbs for all she's worth for a couple seconds, before she's falling too. Wham! I land on a snake, turning part of it two dimensional. Scrambling to my feet, I see all the bad . . . bad . . . things that are heading toward me, which is when Myrtle lands on my head with a Thunk! The front half of her body is hanging down in my face, and she's like, "AHHHHHH!" And I'm like, "AHHHHHH!" Monsters begin attacking from all sides as I start sprinting for the entrance. I see the torpor icon flashing, and my Helena robot thing is like, "You are so *Beeped* right now." I'm nearing the entrance, while chugging medical brews like they're beers and I'm on spring break. And then . . . we make it out of the cave, and I run a ways along the metal wall, before stopping, winded, with a heart rate of a bazillion. Luckily, there's nothing there when I look back the way we came. "Whew," we all say or think right before noticing the damage numbers coming out of the cave. Then we all say something else... *BEEP!* Myrtle's back around my neck, praying to the Long John Silver's restaurant chain for good fortune, while HLN-A is trying to figure out how to stop following me. I grit my teeth and start running back to the cave. "Oh, *Beep* me," my HLN-A bot says as she gets dragged along behind. As I get closer to the cave, I see Mortley on the ground right near the entrance, with a bunch of things chomping on him. Seeing as he's on passive, he's smoking a cigar and perusing the Help Wanted pages while this is going on. I barrel in there and leap for the saddle, only to be denied by a mantis that knocks me away. I try again and trip over a partially flattened snake that's really mad at me for some reason. And on the third try, I finally make it into the saddle, and we're off in a flurry of flapping wings. Woo, that was a close one. After that, we decided that we'd had enough wandering for one day and headed back to base.
  15. SP Extinction More metal was gathered, and I'm done with the shell of the base. Now I just have to figure out what I'm going to do inside. I took a break while that was going on to go see if there were any lady owls for Mortley to talk to. Unfortunately, there were a bunch of low level ones, so I tamed up a level 50 for the heck of it. I also saw a 145 argy and tamed it since I didn't have one yet. Once I was back at base, I made a nanny and gave her five honey. Afterward, I put some Berry White on while Mortley and Natasha made sweet love. I really need to adjust my maturation speed, because Potbelly the Snow Owl is going to take three weeks to mature. https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=1830836242 Other than that, I haven't done much.
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