#playark

"You see before you the pinnacle of mankind's ingenuity..."

I control this vessel now. I command its evolution. And very soon

And then... All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a Troodon ninja kicks me out of the saddle, whacks me in the back of the head with some kind of giant stick that they found somewhere, poked my Pteranodon so it completely loses it and desperately wants to get its revenge on whatever poked it. Disoriented as I was, I flail with my arms, throw a few rocks around, but helplessly fall onto my back on the ground. Next thing I know, the Troodon is over me, shredding my shirt and ripping into my abdomen. Shortly described, I'm dead.

In my new life I respawn at the bed that previous me had left behind in the cabin we both had created. I find my old crossbow and an extra set of leather armor in the storage box placed at the bedside. Lucky me I still had another Pteranodon and just enough chitin to make myself a new saddle. Or so I want to think.

Onwards we went, my second Pteranodon and me, dead set on finding my old self and the other Pteranodon. I knew it was still alive, as there had been no strange messages shown before my eyes.

Day and night we flew, back and fourth to desperately try and find what we're looking for. I had an approximate guess of where it was I was so mercilessly killed, so we set up a perimeter around the area. Around and around, up and down, almost getting killed by both Carnotaurs and Rexes in the process.

I had almost lost hope when in the distance I saw the gray and red colors of my Pteranodon. Hope filled me anew and I urged on to get there more quickly. Unlucky for us, night had fallen, and the darned Troodon were death set on digging its claws into my beloved Pteranodon(s). I could only watch as my first companion was ripped from the sky and turned into nothing but a... Backpack on the ground?? *cough*

I had no choice but to wait for morning to gather the rest of my things. As it came, I carefully steered my mount out from our hiding and back to the place I had previously been mutilated. There I took what I needed and left the rest. Little of this and little of that, throw away a few more unnecessary things that would only slow us down.

And then we went. Onwards to search for my original goal - obsidian for scissors to shave my hairy-ass face.

My mount did eventually tire and we had to land for a moment to rest. What we didn't know wat that sneaking in the murky waters of the swamp beside us was a Kaprosuchus - a close relative to the infamous Sarcosuchus. It was over us before we could react. Aiming for a smaller pray, it tackled me to the ground, leaving my Pteranodon confused and disoriented. It was already too late when it realized what was happening and tried to defend its rider.

Defeated, I went down. Into the mouth of one of the carnivores I absolutely despise. My Pteranodon was killed shortly after by a nasty beast that I now in death cannot remember the name of. A bitter end.

As the respawn screen appeared in front of my eyes, I hit Alt+F4.

MYSTERIES OF THE ETAIN RUINS