Since 1913 the rumours have made themselves known world-wide.
Masai tribesmen have been trading tales since even earlier. Numerous
Expeditions have been mounted into the Likuoala swamp region of The
Peoples Republic of the Congo, near Lake Tele, and only a handful
returned. Most of them in failure.
The search for M'kole Mbembe hasn't let up. The last
expedition, by a team of japanese researchers, returned in 1992 with
evidence. Although the video recording could be anything from a pair
of men in a boat, to a 70-ton animal long thought extinct.
But what if the creatures did exist? What if M'kole Mbembe
were real, living fossils? What if dinosaurs actually survived the
extinction sixty-five million years ago? What if the expeditions that
never returned were unlucky enough to find what they were looking for?
A Doctor...
A Poacher...
A Masai Tribesman...
And an unsuspecting martial artist with a horrible sense of
direction are about to find out...
TydRipper Presents...
Gambler's Ruin...
Prologue: M'kosua
It was night, as it usually was when K'nosa was performed
among the M'sono K'danmeia. Sometimes it would be during the day, for
entertainment purposes as well as punishment for the law-breakers.
M'kosua sighed. He had been waiting all his life for this
moment, and now it was upon him. He had not been thrown into the
H'nosa like the others. That was an honour among the upper class
M'kosua. He had even been allowed to mate during the course of his
life with several M'kembo. A feat which would definately not go
without punishment among lower-class M'kosua or M'kembo for that
matter.
M'kosua sat in wait in the clearing below the ridge of the
H'nosa pit. He looked up at the ridge. A Ramak'de stood there in
wait. M'kosua smiled at him. He knew his honour. After R'tala he
would come back as a N'moro, or Kar'kosua. At least someone of
importance among his people. It wouldn't take long for him to return.
There were already several Kar'kembo ready to bear children. He was
the first in line to return.
He vaguely recalled the day earlier, when another M'kosua,
one of the lower class, had been caught commiting the crime of
mating. The M'kembo he had been mating with was killed promptly, and
her flesh was ripped from her body and taken to a Ramak'de for swift
cleansing and then spread among the tribe for consumation. The
M'kosua was thrown into the H'nosa. His screams sent laughter to the
Ramak'de and N'moro. The Kar'kosua and Kar'kembo were not present. It
was another day of mating. But M'kosua had watched. Right until his
last moment, knowing full well that he would return as a M'kosua
again after R'tala.
The H'nika M'sono Miambe had heard the screams from afar, and
made its way to the H'nosa. Watching the M'kosua futily try to climb
out of it as the H'nika M'sono Miambe gave its punishment. Of all the
ways to perform K'nosa, the H'nika M'sono Miambe was the most
favourable. The passing would be quick, as the M'kosua was usually
without life as he was being consumed.
M'kosua heard a noise. He looked up and greeted the face of a
Nika M'sono Miambe. Not the most favourable way of death, as M'kosua
were usually kept alive until the last moment, but it was even a
greater honour.
"Greetings, honourable Nika M'sono Miambe", he greeted and
stood up, attracting attention from the God. "The M'sono K'danmeia
offer you this M'kosua for K'nosa. May you consume and fill my
wishes."
The God did not need to hear any more. It had found some
choice meat, and was not about to wait around for others of its kinds
to find and fight over it. It attacked quickly and swiftly, opening
the stomach of the man and immediately chewing on the contents that
had spilled out. After a moment, the screams of pain from the man
became slightly annoying, and the God decidely used its long, curved
hind claw on its toe to sever the mans neck.
The rest of the meal was silent.
M'sono K'danmeia Tribe Translations:
M'sono K'danmeia = "Ones of Blood"
M'kosua = "Male of little importance"
M'kembo = "Female of little importance"
M'sono Miambe = "God of Blood" (Carnivores)
K'nasa Miambe = "God of Food" (Herbivores)
Ramak'de = "Those of Tribal importance" (Elders)
K'nasa Ramak'de = "The useless old of the tribe"
K'nasa = "Food/Outsiders"
N'maro = "Warriors/Hunters of the Tribe"
Kar'kosua = "Male Breeders of the Tribe"
Kar'kembo = "Female Breeders of the Tribe"
Hashana = "Home/Village/Valley past Tele"
H'nasa = "Outside Lands"
Nika = "Small, can also be used as 'Nika M'sono Miambe' or the like"
H'nika = "Large"
K'nosa = "The act of sacrifice to the M'sono Miambe"
R'tala = "Reincarnation"
H'nosa = "Place of Sacrifice"
I included a brief translation of some of the terms in the Prologue
(Short, ain't it?).. I've got the entire story outlined, and I'm just
posting this looking for three things... 1. If this idea sounds
intriguing to anyone (Because you know I'm going to pit Ryouga up
against some dinos!) and 2. C&C and 3. Does anyone wanna pre-read?
I'm still not sure how to classify this fic, as Ranma will only be
appearing in the epilogue.. A Ryouga fic? Let me know..
Also, this prologue is the last you'll see of the project until its
finished.. I plan on releasing it in one lump sum, upon completion...
So, anyways.. LET ME KNOW!!!
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