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From all your talk on the prog reveiw thread. It doesn't seem like Slaine would be meeting his maker just yet, or I could have misinterpreted you comments.

Anyway, if ever his death should happen. How might you imagine this to be so.

I was just thinking of Slaine dieing Matrix style.

If you know the trilogy like I do.

You might understand that it ends with a phone call.

The same way it began.

Warriors Sunset

Slaine is warped, the earth power flows through him, it is plentifull and he has grown to the same proportions of a dinosaur.

His growth merely a by-product of the excess of warp energy.

Any other time, Slaine, a master of this grand feat. Would have his Lon-Laith glowing brightly. His physical shape, no larger, no different.

Meanwhile....

A human sized dinosaur, walking bipedally in the exact same manner of a human and having vageuly human features. It was garbed in the outfit of a warrior. It carries a huge two-handed scimitar on it's back.

Approaching the giant warily.

Not far behind the evolved saurid. A bipedally walking rat/monkey with vagely human features scurries to his side and places something small and alive into his clawed hands.

The tiny thing croaks.

The small creature man whispers to the taller one in a broken corruption of the common tongue. Exact words, not clearly heard.

The taller one cocks his head to one side, grunting approvelingly, and then suddenly snaps his snout shut menacingly in warning.

Warped Slaine is hungry. He feels compelled to lunge at the samller scaled crtter dresssed as a man. While not noticing the how quickly the rat man dissppears into a nearby rock crevice.

So... lunging at the small tyransauranoid, now percieving his own slowed down reaction time by his size increase.

A giant hand, open palmed swings out and downward. It's frustrating for Slaine who feels like he his hand is moving through treacle. In fact his entire body does.

The t-rex descendant merely noticing the shadow over head growing longer as the hand descends towards him. He can avoid this if he sidesteps at the right time.

However....

Enhanced by some physical legacy of his saurian ancestors, the tyranus-hominid or sapien leaps upward matching the height of Slaine's opening mouth and brushing past his large hand barely manking contact. His jump. Some imatation of the other's salmon leap.

While in mid-air, the taut scaled musles of his arm cocked with the body of the lethal expanding toad held in one of it's clwed hands. Carefully held, in such way as to not trigger it's defence mechanism.

Pivoting from the waist upwards, he releases the toad. Which flies into Slaine's mouth. Almost unperceptably. Whilest his legs spin around to catchg up with it's upper half and then reacching out with one foot. Tapping Slaine on the nose to launch itself backwards and back out of reach. Hitting the ground rolling back up into a fighting pose.

Tne Warped Slaine clutching his throat, his earth power had run over and out.

No longer in control, completly loseing control of his spasm, but dying.

His face turning purple, frothing at the mouth. His neck convulsing like bagpipes.

He falls, stiffly.

Everything shakes when he hits the ground and the dust rises

When it falls again, the saura-sapien man turns to his rodent-man companion who just emerged from the shadows of some nearby rocks. Again in a broken corruption of the common tongue. It exclaimed "Now that I have beaten the warped man-giant, I can return to my tribe!"

Slaine apparently choked to death on the expanding amphipian, mirroring a event in his distant past.

Slaine's head now face down in the mud.

And so it ends... The saga of Slaine Mac Roth
of the Sessair - Mercenary, Cattle- Rustler
and Battle-Smiter, who rose to become,
a legendary King of the tribes of the Earth
Goddess.
It had started in the realm of the Drune Lords
Whose dark sorcery had cast a shadow over
The Land of the Young, and whose use of the
Weird stones warped time itself.
it is I who told this story, because it was I who did.
Ukko the dwarf, his friend, and buisness-partner
on many strange and savage adventures. . .

NOT!!!!

Slaine's head face down....

The middied earth colesces into the damp table top inside a tavern.

It's close to closing time and the blind drunk and sobering patrons are starting to leave.

Slaine was neither warped or choked, but passed out, face down in a pool of ale at the table. .

His head moves and snaps up as he rocks back. Now steading himself with his arms. He's squinting, soaked in ale, hair half plastered down one side of his face.
He rubs the sleep from his eyes. Reaching for the tankard focusing on it. Made from metal beaten into a base relief of a familar looking toad.

The barman calls for last orders as he prepares to shut the bar. The barmaid automatically refills is tankard. While wiping the excess spill from the table infront of him. She and barman know him well.

He is Slaine and he always gets free refills.

He barely notices, still waking up, still focused on the mug shaped like a toad. It's mouth forming the rim, it's gullet the interior.

Ripples appear in the ale.

Rings are forming in the beverage, but it's quiet inside and practically empty. The bard and dancers had packed up and left.

Ukko pointing out the window, at a dark shape blocking out the stars on the horizon and over the hill down the village road, from the tavern.

The shape moves closer, getting bigger.

The rings in Slaine's ale are now forming in time with the sound of giant footfalls, Not only heard, but felt.

With village mitltita moving about stealthily outside.

Aroar issues from the dark shape and the window ukko was using is now framing dark glistening scales. A large red orb slitted vertically with gold blinks opens in the centre.

Another time monster......

Ukko has retrteated behind the bar with barmaid and barman.

Slaine stands now fully awake, hand outstreatched.

He bellows {b]Dwarf, my axe[/b].

The End

Some of this story is ripped straight from the first Slaine story.The Time Monster The passage nearly a third of the way up the page only has a few words changed here and there to account for it being part of mock-death of Slaine. The dream sequence is only a after thought. Intended toallow Slaine to survive yet again.

Well if you don't like my covuluted writing style, heavily detailed descriptions, big words, the exposition. Thats just me. I can't help it.

I say shoot him. In the back. With a machine gun. Like Chopper. Except he stays down.

I say, as he charges into battle he trips over a stone and breaks his neck, endex!

Tharg comes along and kicks him in the balls in front of his girlfriend but Slaine's balls travel up into his body and he dies from shock. Then Tharg teabags his dead body for 10+ pages.

One warp spasm too many, all of his internal organs are expelled through his arsehole and eaten by a dog. Ukko sells brainbiter to pay for a shaved donkey sex slave. The End.

He doesn't die, but hooks up with TS and they settle down together.  Ah!

Quote from: Mike Gloady on 07 December, 2009, 07:26:37 PM
He doesn't die, but hooks up with TS and they settle down together.  Ah!

And then Tharg comes along and kicks Slaine in the balls in front of his girlfriend...

Slaine dies of DVT in his sleep. With all that time travelling he never wore his special socks or took his aspirin to thin out his blood.








V

Times change, Round houses become Square houses, and the Hounds of Tindalos move in for the kill... 

I say he just walks into the misty sunset and isn't seen again.

SLAINE:  I want a second opinion, you're only a blacksmith.

DOCTOR:  I'm still the finest doctor in Ireland and I'm telling you that you have celtic AIDS.

I liked it when he died in Dante.

No, not in Dante like that.

Quote from: HdE on 07 December, 2009, 11:20:53 PM
I say he just walks into the misty sunset and isn't seen again.

I wonder how many times he's already done walking into the sunset thing.

Only to return, because was he never physically destroyed.

Whut?  :o

You mean my suggestion wasn't the most astonishingly original one so far?  ;)

Seriously, I'm all for leaving Slaine's demise unresolved. It riffs nicely on the idea of him being a legendary figure, in my opinion.

Think about it!

slaine's demise is always unreolved.

It always will be until it is reslved.

With the exception of a few of the Slaine stories.

He walks off into the Dardun forest with [Ukko[/b] at the end of Sky-Chariots.

He's flying north on the back of the Knucker, at the end  of Dragon-Heist.

He's flying to the nearest tavern on the back of the Light-El at the end of Time-killer

He's riding his horse to the edge of a cliff and Stopping there. for the veiw at the end of Carnival

Many of Slaine's adventures end with him renterting the time portal. Which is the next best thing.

Techically, none of them have been sunsets, if I haven't missed any that have been.

It's basically the same thing.

I think it's what you mean anyway, and that is about orignal as it is :-*

I'm quite satisfied with Slaine remaining unresolved. I would prfer not to see him die.

Quoting HdE....

Quote
It riffs nicely on the idea of him being a legendary figure, in my opinion.

Have uyou read White Trash. The one with the Elvis impersonator riding a Cadillac around the mid west with a Axl Rose look a like as his companion. Smuggling and robbing all the fast food stores. Pretty soon they have the F.B.I., Marines and K.K.K. chasing them. it soon turn out that he's the real Elvis who mighth ave faked his own death. Anyway has a coool ending thast very much what your talking about with Slaine riding off into the sunset.

Quote from: King Trout on 07 December, 2009, 11:38:26 PM
I liked it when he died in Dante.

No, not in Dante like that.

Yeah, I liked that - neck broken by our hero's octogenarian STEPMUM!

Not as funny as the treatment of Finny & Ramone though.

Blagh! Blagh! Blagh! Slaine died after his seven years as High King after being (willingly) beaten, nailed to a tree, ritually sacrificed and eaten by his people who then kicked his head about for a bit. Blagh! Blagh! Blagh! And Ukko was thrown on to a bonfire as per Slaines instructions. Blagh! Blagh! Blagh! None of that other guff about being a hit man for a bunch of ali- I mean: Time warrior for the Goddess, happened. Ever. Slaine finished on a high. And Pat Mills didnt keep rehashing the same old rubbish in further Slaine stories or Slaine Beyond- I mean Finn and came up with some new and above all interesting ideas within ten years.

The End

Shame it didnt happen.

Eaten by Satanus. Written by Gordon Rennie.

Slaine contracts Cancer of the Aids wandering down a road. Dies. The End.

Quote from: The Satanist on 08 December, 2009, 01:17:55 PM
Eaten by Satanus. Written by Gordon Rennie.

I'd pay good money!

Slaine scripts in trash bin!

Sure, he can't be a proper Irish hero unless dies a horrible, agonising death.

A reference to how Christianity in Ireland destroyed the halcyon days of The Tuatha De Danann and drove them underground?

But maybe a story based on the corrupting influence of the Catholic church in Ireland would be too far fetched

Quote from: johnnystress on 09 December, 2009, 12:22:08 PM
A reference to how Christianity in Ireland destroyed the halcyon days of The Tuatha De Danann and drove them underground?

But maybe a story based on the corrupting influence of the Catholic church in Ireland would be too far fetched

This would embarrass me, but I guess it's true.

I think Garth Ennis, as an Irishman himself, would be ideal to take over for the last story.

See, Slaine finds a gun then goes into a town and shoots everyone, including one man lying on the ground about to shoot him, like Clint Eastwood in Unforgiven.

Then Slaine and Ukko start singing Pogues songs and drinking Guinness in an Irish bar in pre-historic New York.

Then God and some angels walk in and everyone laughs at them and Slaine shoots them all in the willy with his gun. Then the I.R.A. come in and sing some more Pogues songs, then everyone goes to Belfast and gets involved in the troubles,

Then they all go to a pub in Belfast and drink some more Guinness.

Then Slaine has his willy shot off, walks round with no willy for a while, then dies.

You forgot the bit where Sláine and Ukko wax lyrical about some pop-culture icon for a whole issue, discovering that their mutual interest strengthens their friendship and forms the basis for their moral code.  It should be a figure that Garth Ennis himself has some interest in.

I'd suggest a running joke about buggery and/or bestiality, but we did that last Prog.

Quote from: TordelBack on 11 December, 2009, 01:23:08 PM
You forgot the bit where Sláine and Ukko wax lyrical about some pop-culture icon for a whole issue, discovering that their mutual interest strengthens their friendship and forms the basis for their moral code.  It should be a figure that Garth Ennis himself has some interest in.

I'd suggest a running joke about buggery and/or bestiality, but we did that last Prog.

Doesn't someone have to get buttfucked and then 'become gay' ...?

Cheers

Jim

Despite His strong irsh heritage, I prefer old world scenarios fro Slaine.

Perhaps Slaione] should pass the candle onto Finn  for anything modern concering, I.R.A., Belfast and the troubles

I see what you about Garth Ennis

and obvious connection with it all.

Simon Davis another consideration?

i like Ennis' work, but it is flawed, even at it's best.  He's a little too fond of riding his own little hobby horses repeatedly around the same track.

Of course, having said that it's not as if I could do better.  And when he IS good and disciplines himself a little more, he's very good.  And even his worst work has charm.

I'm all for leaving Mr Mills to write his own creation until he doesn't want to anymore.  I just wish he'd only write a Slaine story when he's got something to say, these last two efforts, while fun, were flawed and felt weaker than I usually expect (and get) from Slaine.

Quoting the Cosh from the Prog 1655 Thread....

QuoteIt also took a reread for me to twig that the Tyrannosaur and the time warp is a nod to the very first Slaine story.

NIGHT-SOIL :o

Well, Well, Well, It just so happens I was writing a Slaine story connected to The Time Monster as well. Should I stop that. It's not like it's going to be published. I was just doing that for fun, but I guess it would stink if it was a contradiction to current events happening to Slaine and what a coincidence that would have been, because I haven't read any of the Smuggler stories myself..  

I started it few days back, stopped, and then did bit more yesterday. I intended it  to be just short story, prophesising the demise of Slaine. It's was geting abit silly, so I going to trim it down and ruthlessly abridge it.

It's just time-warp and time-monster two elements from my version as well.

Not that I care really, it's just strangely familer.

Does Slaine's death really have to be resolved? Why can't It just finish, whereever and whenever that is. And then just, reboot it! Take it back to it's original feel. Lose the celto-hippy fantasy themes. Take it back to 12,000BC. Properly prehistoric!
Imagine the beginning of the"new" Slaine. Riding on the back of a giant Auroch, a pair of twin stone axes by his side. Wrapped in the fur of a great cave bear, which he personally had killed, to keep him warm in this harsh proto-european wilderness. Staring across the new wildernesses left from the retreat of the last ice age. Wodering where his travels will take him and who, or what, he will meet in this new world. The modern age of man has just begun. The bow, farmimg, fisheries, domestication of dogs, and other animals, the rise of pottery and technologies of all sorts. The real age of the gods. Not the namy-pamby imagery we are all used to seeing, but the real heroes of the human race. This was the time when man first really began to tame the savage world. By all means have wooly mammoths, sabre-tooth lions, neanderthals etc. Perhaps the last degenerant remnants of the age of dinosaurs!
Think of it as a hardcore version of Wolf-brother by Michelle Paver, with the screenplay by John Milius (the guy who did the first Conan movie) or Peter Jackson! But with all the H.G.Wells-ian fantasy elements we all like.
It's just a thought, but I'd like to read that. Heck! I'd love to draw that!

I'd like you to draw that too. 

The Campaign for McNeil on Slaine starts here....

If you are going to draw him Colin, he's definately going to die, you Hero Killer ;)

Alpha, Chopper * .... who else has drawn their last thanks to the MacNeil droid?  Not that those two aren't enough, obviously.

* I know the end of "Song of the Surfer" was open and he wasn't necessarily DEAD, but given the quality of everything that came after, they should have left him in his grave.

Sorry, Jim, clean forgot about the butt-fucking!
Actually I'm fond of Garth Ennis's work too, though you're right about the hobby horses thing.
Just re-read some of his old Hellblazer stuff - of course full of the Pogues, drinking, Irish politics and religion, but in my opinion some of his best stuff ever.

Thryllseekyr, I was only joking earlier...
But I've always had this idea that I'd love to see an alternative one-off version of Slaine set during the Irish independence uprisings and wars. Could well be shite, of course.

I never even considered you ....

Quote from: Colin MacNeil on 13 December, 2009, 04:54:59 PM
Does Slaine's death really have to be resolved? Why can't It just finish, whereever and whenever that is. And then just, reboot it! Take it back to it's original feel. Lose the celto-hippy fantasy themes. Take it back to 12,000BC. Properly prehistoric!
Imagine the beginning of the"new" Slaine. Riding on the back of a giant Auroch, a pair of twin stone axes by his side. Wrapped in the fur of a great cave bear, which he personally had killed, to keep him warm in this harsh proto-european wilderness. Staring across the new wildernesses left from the retreat of the last ice age. Wodering where his travels will take him and who, or what, he will meet in this new world. The modern age of man has just begun. The bow, farmimg, fisheries, domestication of dogs, and other animals, the rise of pottery and technologies of all sorts. The real age of the gods. Not the namy-pamby imagery we are all used to seeing, but the real heroes of the human race. This was the time when man first really began to tame the savage world. By all means have wooly mammoths, sabre-tooth lions, neanderthals etc. Perhaps the last degenerant remnants of the age of dinosaurs!
Think of it as a hardcore version of Wolf-brother by Michelle Paver, with the screenplay by John Milius (the guy who did the first Conan movie) or Peter Jackson! But with all the H.G.Wells-ian fantasy elements we all like.
It's just a thought, but I'd like to read that. Heck! I'd love to draw that!

Perhaps you could do some concept art for your proposal of this Stone Age inspired Slaine and send them to Pat Mills He might like them forget all about [b[Clint[/b]. Hoestly I 'm not sure who's really in charge and how things run within the comic.

I wouldn't mind change of artist for Slaine.

With appologies to [Clint who now doesn't let go of his art-tech. The photoshopping was a interesting breath of fresh air at first, but only for one chronicle. Now Slaine needs another breath of fresh air and the photoshopping is just photographs of people surrounded by his artful application of oils. Without even a Slaine movie with real actors, the current Slaine stories keep hinting at such.

I don't know, I just find it alittle embarrassing that I 've been chasing these stories with pictures of real poeple injected into them. People I shoul have no real interest in, as I just read Slaine for the sotrry. I don't know who they are! Are they friends & family of artist, actors, models, other employee's from the publication? I have wondered why I've never seen the heads of the important 2000AD staff being used. The writers and artists. Given time to think about it, I just think Slaine should be drawn and never a photograph of  a real person.

I still think a interview the artist and his living, breathing phtographic props would be in order would great for the Megazine I guess.

Quote from: ThryllSeekyr on 13 December, 2009, 09:54:10 PM
I don't know, I just find it a little embarrassing that I 've been chasing these stories with pictures of real people injected into them. People I should have no real interest in, as I just read Slaine for the story. I don't know who they are! Are they friends & family of artist, actors, models, other employee's from the publication? I have wondered why I've never seen the heads of the important 2000AD staff being used. The writers and artists.

Sounds to me like you're angling for a cameo, Thryll.  ;)

Colin, I think that's the plot of Batman these days.

Quoting Colin Mc Neil....

QuoteImagine the beginning of the"new" Slaine. Riding on the back of a giant Auroch, a pair of twin stone axes by his side.

That description, of Slaine caryiung two axes conjures images Drzz't Do Urden. The famous Dark elven ranger worshipper of Milliki. Well know for weilding twn scimitars. It's a interesting concept.  

Quote from: Dark Jimbo on 13 December, 2009, 10:05:58 PM

Quote from: ThryllSeekyr on 13 December, 2009, 09:54:10 PM
I don't know, I just find it a little embarrassing that I 've been chasing these stories with pictures of real people injected into them. People I should have no real interest in, as I just read Slaine for the story. I don't know who they are! Are they friends & family of artist, actors, models, other employee's from the publication? I have wondered why I've never seen the heads of the important 2000AD staff being used. The writers and artists.

Sounds to me like you're angling for a cameo, Thryll.  ;)

Well, as long as I don't get my face pasted onto the body of a corpse, ghoul, zombie or woman. Given my real closest heritage to the old world, a Saxon cameo rather than a viking. Of course, I have some Irish blood, alot of European people do, but my Saxon heritage is closest. My new world heritage gets in the way.

















Take my face from those. I don't it think matters that they are not actual photographs, as I think Clint Lanely paints/brush over everything.

Granted, these pictures are not accurate depictions of me, but rough estimations. It's due to a artist/sculpters blind spot I have.