Surviving the Ark: Day 1

Jeff and I have been playing Ark: Survival Evolved since before the game was officially released. I stumbled across it one day when he and I were between games. He said he had looked at the game but never played, so we decided to give a try.

Our original foray into the Ark world was on a game hosted by Jeff, so we basically had the whole island to ourselves….just the two of us. It was a great way to get to know each other. I even jokingly told him once that engaged couples really ought to play ark for a few weeks as part of their pre-marital counseling because it’s kind of like real life, requiring you to work together as you make epic decisions like where should we build our house, who’s going to farm and who’s going to hunt, and who is responsible for feeding the animals once they are tamed. Plus you get to have great conversations like, “hey! what happened to the hatchet I just put in this box?!” or “I um…didn’t pick up that stuff you dropped for me and….umm….it seems to have all disappeared….sorry….could you make me some more weapons….please…?”

Eventually, the beta version of Ark started to give us some issues, and Jeff wasn’t able to host our world anymore, so we stopped playing Ark for a while. Recently, however, the full game was released, so I suggested we give it a try again. Jeff tried to set up a private world, but, again, the game wouldn’t cooperate. We decided to just try one of the less crowded official servers.

Spawning into Ark for the first time is always treacherous. There are many dangers, and your character is very vulnerable, but it gets even more complicated when you are trying to find your partner. You can’t control where your character will spawn in other than picking the general zone.

We decided to spawn in the easiest zone, the south zone, but, of course, we didn’t end up spawning at the same spawn point (it’s like the game knows we want to play together, so it makes the experience as difficult as possible). Our most of our first session looked like this:

“Where are you?”
“I don’t know. I’m like on the beach with a big rock. The green obelisk is on my right.”
“The green one or the red one?”
Ummm…..it looks green to me…”
“Look at your map. What’s you longitude and latitude?”
“Oh. Ok. Uhhhhh…..like 83 lat by 57 long?”
“Huh…ok…well, I’m at 73 by 83. Just stay there. I’ll come find you.”
“Ok……Uh oh…..Oh!…..NO!
“What?”
“Never mind. I just died.”

Eventually, we did find each other, and Jeff created our tribe. We picked a spot on the beach (which veteran pvp players scoff at, but this is pve so who cares) and built a little shelter. By the time we got to this point, it was getting late, and we had to call it a night before we managed to gather enough resources to create a bed which serves as the tribe’s permanent spawn point. This means, that the next time we logged in, if our characters had died for some reason, we would spawn at a random location all over again. (Yes….your character can be killed while you are logged out. This is an online game that never ends. It’s one of the coolest things about this game.)

After our first game, Jeff’s schedule got crazy busy, and he wasn’t able to play very much over the next couple of months, so growing and maintaining our homestead became my responsibility. I ended up spending a couple of my next gaming sessions dying and respawning all over the south map. Eventually, I wised up and started creating little base camps at spawn points so that when I died, I would have some basic equipment near by to get me jump started. Nothing too fancy, just a small thatch structure, a campfire, and a storage box with clothes and basic supplies. Arguably, the most difficult part of Ark is getting started, and that trick really helped. I finally got our little tribe up and running.

Tela

P.S. Don’t get all weird about this being titled “Day 1.” I’m not going to chronicle each individual day! 🙄 It just felt like a fitting title.

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Tela

I am a mom, widow, artist, dog groomer who loves hairless dogs, blogger, and aspiring author. My husband of 14 years died on May 6, 2015 after a two and a half year battle with glioblastoma. I am now raising our two sons and trying to find my way.

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