![]() Normally, it would take a thirty minute or hour-long taming ritual to attain this creature, feeding it endless raw steaks while also keeping it sedate with narcoberries or judicious punches to the head. And just like that I owned one of the fastest animals in the game, and all without the necessary levelling up. On closer inspection, it was wearing glasses. Standing fiercely by the tall wooden walls was a ferocious man-sized carnivore. When Red returned, he beckoned me to follow him to a corner of the camp. It is possible this was a show of strength. ![]() Instead, he hopped onto the back of a Tyrannosaurus Rex and stomped around inside the compound. Now I was alone with compound’s tamed animals and Red’s ornery tribemate, whom I expected at any moment to shoot me in the back of the head and strip me of my clothes and tools. He was living with the man in red, who had taken me a few hundred yards from where he was chopping trees into a dino compound with a massive metal gate. I backed off a step or two and the man in black armour lowered his gun. ![]() Which is how I found myself within the high-walled compound of the Nanaki tribe, staring down the barrel of a rudimentary single-shot rifle. With this is mind, I have been tasked with exploring “The Island” and answering the question on everybody’s mind: Just who is playing this game? Is it the Rust crowd, graduating from mutated bears to megalodons? Or is it the Minecraft tribe, lusting for a world of lush, unsquare ferns? Perhaps it is a new conglomeration of peoples. It is another survival game.īut to ignore its popularity completely would be doing a disservice to the phenomenon. And yet the response of the games media, outside of the YouTube dimension, has been kind of muted. Like the many survival games before it, the dinosaur infested island of Ark has been attracting PC gamers non-stop, as if they really were arriving to its pristine beaches by the boatload. He took me into his home.Īrk: Survival Evolved has been straddling the Steam bestsellers list for months since its release. Then he did something entirely unexpected. He held his axe aloft for a moment and stood eerily still. Yet, for some reason, all that time spent respawning had never eroded my essential curiousity for the human beings who inhabit these deadly environments. Hours of DayZ and Rust had instilled in me an understanding of survival gaming’s harsh realities. By the time the man in red armour turned and saw me, I had already resolved to die in whatever mundane or horrible fashion he deemed appropriate. A second tree fell as I approached, then a third. A tree fell in the distance, lumberjack style, and I knew I would have to investigate. ![]()
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