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Geir/Sledgehammer/3665

The story leading up to his place as a Gear, written in comic shorthand for the most part.



(panel, panel sequence ideas, shorthanded for art)



Wolves eating two metalheads

Jake running away

Wolf jumps at him

Wolf hit with a huge hammer

Jake looks up and sees bemused looking Geir looking down at him as the wolves run off. Geir asks something.

Jake says ‘the fuck..?” “Ah?”

Smiles and holds out a hand ‘--------Defuk?”

Defuk takes his hand

------

Defuk walking into the large village

Defuk being washed by several grave-looking women

Defuk confused wearing a flower garland as Geir hands him a sword

Defuk horrified as a ring is put on his finger and he’s kissed and the crowd cheers

Defuk sitting on a bed looking upset

Geir offering him flowers, but getting turned down

Defuk attacking Geir, who holds him off easily, looking fond.

Defuk looking miserable in front of the fire

Geir gives him a blanket

Geir curls up behind him

After sex, Geir has head on his chest, petting Defuk’s belly. “Defuk…. Defuk… Defuk..”

“Why do you call me that?”

“?”

“My name is Jake…”

Pets his belly, repeating ‘jake jake jake’ to it while Defuk looks embarrassed

Defuk eats soup while leaning against Geir for warmth, Geir looking like he’s happy but trying to be cool





“Geir! Come out and face me!” Huge muscular Viking monster.

Pokes his head out of his hut, shirtless and hair down. “Yeah? What’s wrong?”

“We’re about to be overrun! We do battle at noon, are you planning to wage war or plunder the spoils of your marriage bed all day!?”

Leans against doorway, a fur held up to his stomach to shield from the cold “Oh please, Sledgehammer. You and I will take out half their army on our own, its nothing to worry about. Besides, my pretty little wife was speaking so passionately I could hardly deny him. ”

Opens the doorway to look in at his ‘wife’, a very modern looking young asian man naked on the bed save for his glasses, shame-faced and flushed. Defuk meets their eyes and yells in English “~~~~~!!!!”

“Still speaking in tongues, is he? What a fool of a wife you’ve found, Geir, I bid you luck in taming the little buck.”

“He yells loudly, but I like to think it’s just the excitement. His tongue isn’t quite so harsh when he‘s beneath me. I’ll teach him to respect his husband, but for now I like his fire.”

“Well you’ve less than two hours until they reach us. You should be readying yourself for battle.”

“What if I am defeated in this battle? We may well die, I should spend my time with my wife, should I not?”

Serious faces

Both burst into roaring laughter

Smacks Geir on the shoulder. “You have until noon to get ready so finish up with your wife and come down to the battle!”

“You can’t rush perfection.” laughs and walks into the hut. “Oh my lovely Defuk, we don’t have long. Would you like to continue, or would you prefer to rest for my return from battle?”

“~~~~~~!!!”

“I thought as much! You are insatiable, my Outsider angel.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

Two sides of Viking warriors (about 40 each) are facing off on either side of a hill. Geir jogs along the frontline until he’s in the middle, grinning. Sledgehammer gives him a dirty look. He waves his weapon carelessly “I was spending what might have been my final moments with my wife. Would you deny me that?”

“That pretty little psychopath is ruining you.”

“It’s young love, leave me be.”

Crazy bloody battle in which Geir and Sledgehammer obliterate the other warriors (and their companions help, a little). Their forces cheer and the two laugh and celebrate.

A shadow falls over the battleground and they all look up to the sky in disbelief. Geir walks towards it and they all murmur about dragons.

Shadow grows larger as Sledgehammer walks after geir. “Could it be that the gods of war themselves do celebrate our victory?”

BAM! Giant metal box falls on the entire battle, a huge sea of merch spilling forth and crushing the village.

Geir stares in horror at the destruction, running towards Sledgehammer, who’s halfway trapped beneath the box. “Sledgehammer! Sledgehammer! ----?!”

“Runnin’ ta me ‘afore yer wifey?” smiles weakly, blood dripping down his chin. “Not sledgehammer n’more. Ye’ c’n be.. Sledge.. Hammer…”

Horrified face, he runs over the merch into the village, but its completely quiet as he tries to unbury the hut. A giant Facebones has crushed the hut and an arm is visible beneath it. Geir flips out and screams.

Runs after the ‘Dragons’

Eventually comes over a hill with a Dethklok concert going on. Recognizes Dethklok from the merch and tries to go up to them, attempting to talk to the concert goers who yell at him in his wife’s language. Reaches near the front and moshers fly at him, he destroys any that get too close. Walks in front of the Amp and is nearly destroyed. Is pulled out of the way by several Klokateers.

Stares at Dethklok in amazement, awed that they can be so loud. The Klokateers wave their arms and gesture, offering him one of their hoods. He takes it, slipping it over his head just as an electric current moves through the ground from the amp, frying the gears around Geir and a nice chunk of the audience.

Geir doesn’t know what to do and reaches for the gear that had given him the hood, not understanding why he had fallen and begun to smoke, ripping his pocket as he yanked and making the wallet fall out. Takes the wallet, not knowing what it is, and is assured to move to the bodies away by Klokateers that run up.

Helps them to pull the bodies away, and at the end of the concert follows the Klokateers into the dethkopter, handing the wallet to the man at the door. The man calls him ‘3665’ and directs him to the right side of the room, and the gears nearby call him 3665 as well. He is now 3665 and stays.

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