Bangga Beast Master Ch. 3
CH.3 Beetle Farming
It was around 3rd full half rotation of Rayuba around both its suns which normally would take
about 1 earth year. On Terran we had a different zodiac system which had 36 zodiacs instead
of 12. I was born during the sign of the apprentice a jack of all trades, maybe this is why I
decided to start farming beetles along where the Bangga tribes roamed. I would use the Gwarn
(a species like a Veloca raptor but less aggressive vegetarian scalies) as my vehicle and a
spear which could to keep them contained and produce plenty of beetle juice, a kind of milk
which could heal wounds and make quite a delicious curry or soup broth with some root
vegetables, & herbs.
The Beatles sustained on a healthy diet of ants raised locally in the forest and herded to
the beetles after being slaughtered… How are they slaughtered you might ask. The giant ants
of the Northern Rayuban Coast are taken to a special room with a priest of the god Atru within
it. There the Blood is gathered and a prayer is said to the god with the sacrifice. Aranea would
Train wrestling the giant beetles, teaching them Prakash Circle Fighting too!
Pree Aasma, Ys-Asram, Ys-Pranma, Hansa, and Prat Payam who temper my heart, Yi-sun Atru
Vyam, Forgive me for the violence I am about to commit.
The Priest would then take His Holy Butcher Blade, or execution object of their choice, but no
magic could be used as it would effect the taste of the meat. The Meat was then taken to Our
Cosmic Market and sold to the highest bidder. We would often go through about one ant a week.
We didn’t let hardly any of it go to waste though, but when your feeding 10 dwarf Giant Beetles
from another planet one Giant ant the size of 2 humans only goes so far. Cooking them was
always fun. I would smoke them in a smoker I had made in the forest out of cypress &
eucalyptus branches.The smoke was made from sacred sage and cannabis bushes which I
grew many of on the Island near the Northern Rayuban Coast. Eco-Rave Island I called it then
in that third year living there in the Month of Mara.
I fed my Beetles to my Gwyaru after they had been alive for one whole year in Rayuban time
or almost 4 years Earth. Pandetto my Gwyaru a species which Kind of looked like the Loch-
ness monster with legs was exceptionally loyal and saved me a lot of gas which although it
was available was sourced from whalers and fur trader's along the coast…although it could be
produced via farming cannabis and other crops. We traveled to the temples teaching the
humble art of Fist Law and selling cestus to young upstarts. The legend of the king's key was
circulating at this time and people had begun to believe in heroes again.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tr_t4kdlEFc
At Jade emerald Temple Young Warriors of the old law had begun to train again in KI Rata. The
same art which I had been taught as a child by the Bangga Tribal Elders who said it was their
responsibility to pass this sacred art to all who would learn it…since it had the potential to save
one's life, which it did during the conflict 12 years ago. If Aranea hadn’t disabled the
Red-Dragons Well of demonic blood in Ruin that fateful day Bastion might not have won the
war and their closest friends and family would be slaves to the dark creatures of the night.
They Took a sip of Holy Water to Shake the feeling which this memory had conjured within them. She put her hand on their Uzis. “ I better Stock up on more ammo, there is no knowing when varmints might come to steal my beetles.” she said in an rural voice somberly. They decided to declare their property its own town. The towns name was called Tippa named for Araneas Grandmother who died from being attacked by a giant centipede in the forest late at night. This was around the time when Aranea started meditating more and learning to align their inner Chakras. Fighting their own demons before learning to fight others. After all practitioners of ki-rata were wary of acquiring too much power because the tales of conquering king show what power and royalty can do to a man. It is truly better to stay humble than to try and become something which people adore. Only Fools try to do this, and you are no fool are you son. They said to pan-pan. However, if you are intent on learning some form of martial arts I will teach you the secret to all righteous fist arts.
It was His(Din-DIns) 14th Birthday and their mom had been urging me to teach him my secret
technique so here it finally was. The Tri-Gram Mantra, WIsdom (Belief in the one True God),
Restraint, and emptiness (from all worldly desire). Master this, and master the essence of all
righteous fist law my son. They walked away, unsure of what to say, hoping to receive some
kind of form to practice. However they continued their training and eventually became one of
the greatest Ki-rata Masters ever to walk on the land of two suns since “Paternum ''.
At This Time Their Mothers had Jobs cultivating specific herbs for our little slice of outworld
market Navi grew the cannabis, Cassandra the Dragon Tongue Sage, and Loretta all sorts of
wonderful spices like Rosemary, Thyme, Basil, Daikons, soybeans and witches sage, not to
mention she also grew crystals in a little jar next to a indoor spa we had made for relaxing after
long days at work. Cassandra also worked as a Droid Technician which was extremely helpful
at times to say the least. Not only in terms of currency, but building sex droids to satisfy Araneas lust and take care of the farm.
It was hard not to make them all jealous of each other at times, luckily I had enough
strength and stamina to make trips to earth regularly where we could ll reconnect, trip, and
have some time to love each other without the kids anywhere nearby cause we would
encourage they to go to the poison zone and try and kill the zombies, so this dying planet
could be healed. Nyuu got scrapped by a rust piece of metal coming from a car, but was easily
recovered by the beetle milk when they got back from hunting.
Our Ceremonious sex suddenly stopped and it would be another full rotation till we came back
to the portal on mel’el which was two weeks starskipper from Rayubas Now Bastion Controlled
city of Ruin now called Aeesmas house, which was still inhabited mostly by demons, who now
just ran murder gangs and raced each other for money instead of assembling hordes to conquer
all that is good.
Water had to be gathered from the rooftops, the only other way to get it was to lick it off the
grass or distil it from the ocean. The latter meant starting a fire which had to be done inside and
could burn your house down, and the forest if you weren't careful. I set up lots of water
collection banks though and sold the water everywhere. Cheap, but enough to where I could
buy the oil I needed for cooking so I wouldn’t have to make my own or scavenge scrap
weapons from the war to buy it.
They made so many good dishes with the beetle meat..The local Banga couldn't get enough of
it when they prepared it with some” witches sage”, a pineapple and some black pepper. This
was essentially the beginning of my retirement. I started a bank account by investing in pure
gold and burying it on my property. Enough to live on this planet forever. Their shells I found
when ground into a fine powder could be insufflated and was to my financial gain addictive.
After establishing with my family that this new drug which increased ones agility should not be
sold to kids we were able to start a large beetle farm on melalel there they could free range and
giant beetles were a rare occurrence now that they had become accustomed to the bipedal
presence on this part of the moon for the past few generations for them.
After establishing a Fortress of sorts on the iced out moon they made a giant freezer out of the ice on the surface to store the meat in. Back on Rayuba people began to ride the beatles like horses and merchants made custom saddles for them since gas had become too expensive to power their zero-gravity vehicles. Unfortunately solar power had not been discovered yet. About 100 got shipped off world every two weeks for the meat industry and 100 for peoples new mode of transportation.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cBSndykNQo
They began to build giant greenhouses filled with the herbs they grew back on Rayuba,
here they grew larger though as they were closer to Rayubas second sun Flugibic.
These herbs got shipped all over and soon they bought and owned the planet. It wasn’t
hard to lay claim to it though when you're one of the first Rayubans to inhabit it.
They had finally amassed enough wealth for their dragon-like urge to collect wealth was
satisfied. The Ledger balanced, they established a will that each of their kin would get
an equal share of their wealth upon a time of their choosing.
By this time another 3 years had passed earth time and the love between the family
grew.Now the kids had all left the house and they had a planet all to themselves.
They would race around recklessly among the 500 acres in their mech suits. Cassandra
created a mech suit that would allow species that don’t breathe underwater to breathe
without the use of rebreather crystals. In addition to allowing her and Nyuu to breathe
underwater, it gave them armor and weapons like spears which shot out of the suits
hands and jet packs that allowed the user to swim around quickly.
During their underwater expeditions, they found a grotto that contained a lava tunnel
that was markedby a large godess statue so it could easily be returned to and made
into a hotsprings… the ultimate relaxation after a long day of fishing, excavating,
harvesting crops and beetle ranching
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZvVkXvtYYpA
One day their dad Aranea took their kids hunting who were all turning 16 since two earth
years had passed since they moved off Rayuba and purchased the Planet. Some
people objected to the idea of owning a planet, but they really weren't terraforming it in
any way since that would be bad for the beatles who called this icy planet Mel'el' home
anyways.
On this epic Hunt out in the open fields of snow, there was an ice wolf about 20 feet tall
that emerged from its camouflaged cocoon. You could see through its body and see its
organs including its brain which made it look almost like an alien or gelatinous cube of
sorts. Either way, it turned to smoke when it was shot in the brain by a cestus blast by
one of us, but it is hard to say which. We collected its iced scales into a bag and put the
bag on our RIding Beetles which we took to our house where we crushed them into a
fine blue powder and were able to sell to a local alchemist thankfully, almost too good to
be true. They called him st nick cause he lived in seclusion but his drunken demeanor
was not very cheerful or joyful at all. We exchanged credits for the powder and parted
ways across the icy hills on our riding beetles which only went about 25 mph max. But
they were an eco-friendly mode of transport and they made milk that healed you on your
adventures.
Some people fight them for entertainment however I abhor these barbaric acts of cruelty.
It was for these reasons I had started to make preserves for these creatures so they
could roam forever despite my family and their descendants living there. Thankfully my
descendants would never overpopulate this sacred land thanks to the portal…if used
correctly. From that day forward I made it my duty to inscribe in the stone around the
portal between the already very cryptic language rules to help Rayubans off-world never
violate this sacred land. This portal became well known and an underground city was
started around it. A small colony of slavers once came here but started a new life as
vegan merchants after passing through the portal because of its commandments which
were enshrined by Aranea next to a statue of the great Aeesma or in the terran realm
Kali, the hindu goddess of time.
"The portal helps some escape time, however, nobody can escape their karma." "Only
Kali can heal that" said Aranea to their kids, who they were teaching about the great
Rayuban war, and teaching them the ways of fist arts with a cestus by smashing giant
stones with the cestus which was made of diamond and stone with the diamond in the
knuckles and tips, including spikes which it had many as it was inspired by the armor of
the snow wolf. Which the stone part was covered in the beings scales.
The next week was pretty boring. All the customers at their farmers market were either
tourists from the outworld or nobles from the red city trying to vacation in our estate as
though it was a 5-star hotel…I like to think of it more like Vegas, but it is what it is. I just
try to make sure everybody has a good time. I book the music and I call the shots, if
people get out of line I make them sorry.
"Put this in your pipe and smoke it you toxic little cowardly bug!" I screamed as I jumped
on a beetle and rode it into the new town which had popped up only 5 miles off my
estate. It being my planet though I was allowed to go anywhere I please, though I had to
respect the private property rights of people who choose to live here peacefully and not
pollute this sacred land which many creatures call home, which many spirits have lived
in since long before we were here. This is their home. Not ours.
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