I recently acquired ARK: Survival Evolved. (Games are my husband’s version of flowers, which I am soooo ok with.)
So, I have two games going. One is my solo campaign, and the other is my husband and I toughing it out on a private server. Both games have been fun, if not a bit frustrating. However, that’s actually kinda cool. There is a challenge.
So, my solo campaign (I say campaign because my brain is stuck on VtM and D&D) is going decently. It’s had a few setbacks, but that’s the game. Until you level up a bit and establish a safe base, you kinda get screwed. A lot.
There are lots of dinosaurs out there that like to eat you. Also, bugs. Those fucking bugs… The sound of those bugs makes me more nervous than raptors or a T-Rex. At early levels, those things are the devil.
Anyway, on my solo campaign I wanted to tame something. The easiest thing to tame is a dodo. Are they useful? Nope. Are they cute? Kinda. Did I want them? Yes.
So, I tamed two. A male and a female. They get boosted if they are near a mate. So, here’s a pic of Mr. and Mrs. Flibbles.
May they rest in peace…
Yes. My stupid dodos got eaten by a scorpion while I was away from my base and chopping down trees. I didn’t get back in time to save them. I did avenge them and killed the fucking scorpion. It sucked though.
I also managed to tame a parasaur. I made a saddle for it and got to ride it around for a while. I went exploring, but… Son of a fucking fuck… On my way back, I got attacked by soooo much shit, and died. My dinosaur was eaten. I never recovered my corpse. I wasn’t too sad about that dino, but I was definitely sad about all the supplies I had gotten during my exploring time. So much stuff was lost.
This is something that you have to get used to in that game. You can lose stuff. Building supplies, gear, and tamed dinosaurs. It makes you play more carefully.
Now, in my campaign with my husband, we’ve established two bases. We have our main base by a nice waterfall. So far, we’ve tamed 4 dilos, 2 raptors, 2 trikes, 2 stegos, a scorpion, and pteranodon.
Out of all of them, my favorite was this guy…
His feathers were pink so I named him Floyd. Note the glasses. It’s something you can add to the saddles, and it makes dinosaurs awesome.
So yeah, I really liked this little guy. I was able to explore, and either kill things or run away fast. A few nights ago, I took him out cuz I wanted to tame a pteranodon. Since you can store stuff on your dinos, he was carrying a bunch of meat for taming. I found one, hopped off and knocked it out. Went back to Floyd to bring him closer so I could get the meat transfered, and he fucking ate the pteranodon when I jumped off. Damnit Floyd! Bad raptor!
So, since it was starting to get dark, I went to return to base. Thought I’d take advantage of a dino fight nearby, but… Again. Floyd ran in when I hopped off.
I almost cried when he died.
Actually, when he died, I might have woken up my husband by shouting “FUCK!”. I was pissed. It was one of those accidental things. I hopped off my dino when I didn’t mean to, and then he went in attacking. A fucking T-Rex. A T-Rex that was attacking a bronto. So… I couldn’t even get close to Floyd to hop back on and get him out of there cuz the fucking bronto tail kept knocking me back as it defended itself.
So, there I am fuming over the loss of my favorite dinosaur. Instead of quitting the game, I soldiered on. I wanted that fucking flying dino.
I ran out a ways on the coast in search of more. I finally found one, knocked it out, and started the taming process. It takes a while. I was more than halfway through it, and suddenly there’s a stupid little dilo trying to eat my dino. I tried to fight it off, only to kill the dino I was trying to tame. Motherfucking fuck.
So, that sucked. I had seen some across the water on a little peninsula, so I decided to swim across. It was night. Suddenly I was getting eaten.
Soooo, I ran back and by some miracle was able to find my corpse in the water. I also managed to find another pteranodon to try to tame. Knocked it out, started taming, and suddenly spotted the damn crocodile. It was across the water on the shore. Guh.
But… It was stuck on a tree! It couldn’t move! This bug happens a lot in that game. It’s still technically an early access game after all. Still, that was good for me. I didn’t have to worry about it. I managed to tame my flying dino and get back to base.
I quit after that. It was a horrible night. I may have tamed a dino I wanted, but… Floyd. He’ll be missed.
This is one of the few times that a game has been frustratingly fun. Sure, it can piss me off, but I can actually get over it. (Note: I’m not sure if it’s the game, or the new drugs I’m on. If it’s the drugs, then yay! They work!) If I can manage to remember to do it, I might do a survival journal series here.
For now though, I need to go pass out.