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CHMO-UTH'YG - A/K/A THE GUNSLINGER JOMO

(See words to Jomo Song below)

My brother, Chmo-uth'yg (otherwise known as Jomo) was around in the area that became known as the wild west, around the 1830s and 1840s and again in the 1870s.

At first, Native Americans asked him to help him with their problems with the invading whites. But due to the general Yuggya non interference directive, Jomo could not help them ward off an entire cultural invasion that, on hindsight, represented a whole new and progressive way of life to come. Personal vengeance is one thing, but interfereing with entire civilizations and millions of people is not allowed. Jomo stuck around to try to help the best he could with personal issues, however he didn't have to do this.

Come the decade of the 1830s, the West was having new problems. Native Americans, who had been driven out of the East since the mid 1820s, were now being pushed further and further West. Farmers and cattle ranchers were getting in each other's way. More and more wagon trains were encroaching on the terroritory that the Native Americans had been pushed into.

Jomo, who had stuck around and gotten to know some fine human beings, got pissed off at the tragedies they had to endure. It's not good to piss off a Yuggya.

As a result of many other things that transpired, around the 1840s, he personally wrecked vengeance on many wagon trains and gave whatever he took back to the Native Americans, whose land had been stolen. He did not do this by using any of our own ultra advanced weaponry. He used human weapons and/or his own natural abilities and strength.

The Native Americans said that Jomo could walk between the spaces and vanish at will; they said he could split the spaces open; they said he had the strength of 1,000 men. Indeed, Yuggya are very strong, a lot stronger than what the Natives thought.

Later, in the 1870s, Jomo resurfaced again. He came to be known as the fastest gun in the west (we do have very fast reflexes...) Again, he wrecked vengeance, this time against the railroads. By now, you might get the idea that Jomo had a thing about trains, wagon or metal; but that's just not true. He did this in order to divert the trains from their route across certain areas of Kansas.

Here is a telegram to a famous US Marshall warning of Jomo:

Jomo was never caught. They'd not have been able to kill him or detain him even if they did catch him. However, catching him was the first part of the problem. It was tried and it was found to be impossible.

During his stay on the surface in the mid to late 1870s, he chanced upon a woman that was in a terrible state after the townsfolk of Dodge ran her out of town.

Daisy was a naive young girl of 19 years of age. She never had many friends due to having lived in relative isolation on a farm. Daisy had been an orphan since she was 17 and the last two years for her as a wandering, unskilled woman were very hard. Luckily, she at least made ends meet by working at the counter in a dress shop. Then the shop hit on hard times and could no longer afford to keep her on.

She needed employment and there was nothing she was skilled at. She was also incredibly naive. A friendly elderly lady told her about the Long Branch Saloon in Dodge, with the well-known Miss Kitty as its owner. People suggested she try there. It was well known that the girls that worked there only had to sit with customers and talk, and not do anything else. Miss Kitty was known to be a very kind employer and would likely help her out so that she could get started and have a place to live.

She hitched a ride with traveling settlers and made it to Dodge. There she found employment with Miss Kitty at the Long Branch Saloon waiting on tables, serving drinks and talking with guests.

While working and doing quite well at the saloon in her first month, Daisy passed out and fell into a trance. When she woke up she had no idea where she was or what she was seeing. She asked questions like "Where am I?, Why are you people all wearing guns? Why are you wearing clothes like that? Can I use a telephone? Can someone call me a taxi?" This seemed very strange to everyone there. Doc Adams had no explanation for it, except that perhaps Daisy hit her head.

Daisy also insisted she was someone named Tara from Arkham, Massachusettes. She also talked about strange things like radio and television and asked for strange things (like telephones and taxis) and was overly friendly with a Comanche she saw wandering into the town, apparently unaware that there had just been brutal trouble between the whites and the Indians. The saloon had to let her go or they'd lose customers if they kept the girl on.

Later that week, a man of African decent wandered into the town asking for help. The whites in town treated him horribly; the hotel refused the man a room. The girl immediately stepped up and declared, "You are violating his Civil Rights." Nobody knew what she was talking about and, by then, the townfolk thought that Daisy had simply lost her mind and all sense. She invited the black man into her apartment so he'd have somewhere to stay. He tried to warn her that this was just not the thing to do, but the girl couldn't understand. This led to her being run out of town and the black man being lynched by a mob. The US Marshall, at the time this happened, was in Hayes City on business. Despite all efforts on the parts of Miss Kitty and the Marshall's friend Festus Haggen to stop this, they were held at gunpoint and unable to do anything.

She was driven out of town, alone, destitute and confused. That is when Jomo found her.

At first Jomo was surprised that the girl couldn't ride a horse or handle a gun. She had no idea how to make a proper fire or hunt and skin food. She also used words that were not in the English vocabulary.

With a little probing, Jomo was able to discern that the Great Race of Yith made another blunder. Far from thinking the girl was crazy, he explained what happened to her and she was able to understand. She told Jomo many things about where she came from, and her time period, 2004. And so Tara, in Daisy's body, stayed with Jomo.

In time, she fell in love with Jomo and though Yuggya can't mate with humans, they certainly can go through the motions. Such things have happened occasionally, though it is unusual.

Then one day she felt a black-out coming on. Tara was going to be put back in her own body and Daisy returned to hers. Just before she vanished, she held onto Jomo and said, "find me."

Then it was assumed Jomo was caught and killed because he was heard from no more. The Native Americans knew better, they knew he went back to the underworld from whence he came. He returned to Yhe.

As to the girl Tara: Jomo did find her; however he found her before she was whisked into the past and before she knew him from the past. We Yuggya are also able to prevent such invasions by the Great Race of Yith.

They are good friends.

And that is all there is to tell.

Jomo's Song

Jomo, we understand, he killed many a man;
He robbed a lot of trains.
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor,
Had a hand and a heart and good brains.

Now Jomo had a steed
With unnatural speed.
He had skills no one ever'd seen.
But history does record
He had supernatural powers;
So he must have been an Angel of the Lord.

There were some other outlaws, dirty little cowards;
And to them fast-gun Jomo gave,
He gave them bread and he gave them beds
Then they tried and failed to lay him in the grave.

Now Jomo had a steed
With unnatural speed.
He had skills no one ever'd seen.
But history does record
He had supernatural powers;
So he must have been an Angel of the Lord.

Jomo was a friend to all of the poor
He never would see a child suffer pain,
So off Jomo went, to rob another bank
And to wreck another train.

Now Jomo had a steed
With unnatural speed.
He had skills no one ever'd seen.
But history does record
He had supernatural powers;
So he must have been an Angel of the Lord.

And then one time when he robbed a bank,
And carried the money out of town;
With a posse on his trail, he had a little race,
Then he shot them all to the ground.

Now Jomo had a steed
With unnatural speed.
He had skills no one ever'd seen.
But history does record
He had supernatural powers;
So he must have been an Angel of the Lord.

It was Sunday noon, and Jomo's last ride,
He stopped in the town in full sight
The soldiers and the Sheriff and the townsfolk saw
Jomo vanish in a blaze of bright light.

Now Jomo had a steed
With unnatural speed.
He had skills no one ever'd seen.
But history does record
He had supernatural powers;
So he must have been an Angel of the Lord.

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