Bo'Non'as and Oopsa were given a job
to take the hairless friendly devil-men
to where the bad hairless devil-men lived.
Not Good! The Good hairless devil-man
stole from the bad hairless devil-men
Now all devil-men are bad... and still hairless.
The formerly good hairless devil-men left
their lizard steeds for Bo'Non'as and Oopsa.
Would be delicious, if the original
Evil, hairless devil-men had not interrupted
Kurbanda camping barbeque.
Bo'Non'as and Oopsa fled and arrived
Back at the village.
They have told no one of what happened....
A day after their scouting adventure, Bo'Non'as woke up early, as usual. He was surprised to see his fellow scout Oopsa awake, staring up at the sky, jaw agape.
Looking up, Bo'Non'as saw a giant triangle-shaped object floating in the distant sky.
"What is that?" Bo'Non'as
"I don't know" was all Oopsa could eke out.
Bo'Non'as tried to get in front of one of the shamans rushing into a council meeting. He failed to get any information, and to add insult to injury, spilled his morning plantain coffee.
Oopsa managed to get in front of one of the older elders, Boz Diggity,
"Boy, we're all trying to get to the council meeting. It could be the sign of the prophecy come to life!
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| The great Boz Diggity |
"What prophecy, oh great Boz Diggity?" Bo'Non'as inquired.
"You should, you two were in class together. Oopsa tell him!"
"One... day... a star being will come and change the way we do things...."
"Exactly, now move aside and let me go..."
Through the platform village, many of the Kurabanda were grabbing all the available food and dashed further into the forest.
Most Kurabanda were simply screaming, but the duo could hear one foreboding conversation...
"They took Yowza, with that scary lady. We'll never see him again. Probably a sacrifice to the Star Gods.
Small flies seem to be swarming the triangle, then going further one and emitting red light. Sometimes a large "boom" followed the light, far far out in the distance.
Bo'Non'as wouldn't wait for the elders and shamans to make a decision. He knew somebody needed to be the scapegoat, rumormongering began blaming the Ul-Mor prophecies interfering with the Kurabanda prophecies.
Within the hours the elders were still in their meeting, Bo'Non'as and Oopsa had managed to convince about one in six Kurabanda to stay in the village and fight the Ul'Mor, but only if they could stay out of the desert. That was much too hot, even for a prophecy.
A patriotic bunch was about to march out to the west, but a little 4-year old Kurabanda girl named Dipsa called them out.
"Hey, isn't where the Star Gods are also where the pirates live. Aren't they punishing them? Maybe they're hurting the bad guys cause we're the good guys?"
She further pondered, "Does that mean we can be the Star Gods' Chosen Ones."
Finally, the shamans and leaders emerged.
Mox Sapphire, one of the great female shamans, stepped forward to speak.
"So long as the prophecy stays over there, we are to do nothing..."
Mox then set up a long philosophical debate with little Dipsa, only to be broken up by Bo'Non'as setting up the crowd chanting his own name. He won the crowd over, but by that time he had forgotten his original ideas, but somehow he was a protector of the village.
Bo'Non'as ran the trust falls, with 50-foot drops, yet no deaths of the recruits.
Oopsa spent the day writing new chants (Kill the Squid People was the most popular) and training the remaining Kurabanda in fighting with spears.
Some caught similarities between the chants and the old ones from the last crusade they had years ago against the mammoths in the razor-grass plains.
But as Adi'das said to the crowd, "Flatulence is the sincerest form of imitation."
....and that is how Bo'Non'as became a Warlord of the Kurabanda.
Next: B&O #2 - The Space Gods
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