| Pimping and Five Things (which is self-pimping) |
[Nov. 9th, 2009|11:31 pm] |
Set 83: Five Things Vala gave up to join SG-1. Gen.
The master list so far for the Cam Trope Ficathon. Some of the stories are on DW and some on LJ. There's apocafic, bodyswap, robots, time loops. :-) And pairings include Cam/Daniel, Cam/Sheppard, Cam/Teal'c.
Along the same lines, The Jack/Daniel Clicheathon is running on jackdanielpromptfic thru December 7th. What to write, what to write. I've never done amnesia!fic that didn't involve descended Daniel, so maybe I'll try to come up with something for that. Anyway, watch the comm for goodies! Two funtastic fics have already posted. *G*
Hey, remember when I posted about the episode of One Step Beyond that traumatized me as a child? I speculated that seeing this could have been what convinced John Sheppard that clowns were very, very scary. Well, dithsun wrote a little John/Rodney, PG-13 riff on that idea. \o/
Hate Stargate: Universe? If the answer is "no", then do not come over and see what's happening at stargate_schadenfreude. (Otherwise, yeah, drop in and join in the mocking.)
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| Five Things - Set 81 |
[Oct. 12th, 2009|11:50 pm] |
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Just one that I managed to dash off after posting my ficathon story: Four times Vala lied, and one time she told the truth
Love her or hate her, I think you'll get a giggle. *eg* (*scratches head* I just realized that I left Cam out. Huh. I so had Jack on the brain.)
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| Seriously belated birthday gift? |
[Aug. 30th, 2009|10:25 pm] |
Hey, if anybody wants to make me happy (I'm easy, srsly), you can respond to this prompt at sg1_five_things: Five things Absolute Power!Daniel does to relax.
For, lo, it is my prompt! (although I don't actually remember submitting it. *g*)
Or, just PM me with your suggestions so I can write a nifty response. That would be enormously cool, and I will give credit where due. :-)
Responses are going to be unveiled tomorrow (Monday), but as always late responses are love.
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| Archiving some Gen Five Things |
[May. 27th, 2009|07:48 pm] |
Eight of 'em, in fact. Forty things! 2,700 words.
Under the cut you will find: Five things Daniel would go back in time to fix, if he could; Five odd jobs Jack had as a teenager, and how the experiences came in handy when he was on SG-1; Four ways the team has changed, and one way they haven't; Five ways Oma thought about Descending Daniel; Five times Sam was girly; Five tags Walter uses that aren't exactly military issue (and what he uses them for); Five times an SGC general almost quit because he just couldn't handle these people any more; Five memos Jack never read.
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| Five Things - Set 68 |
[Apr. 13th, 2009|06:00 pm] |
Five times SG-1 got involved in "Wormhole Xtreme" shipper wars
Five things Daniel is allergic to
I'll post that second one right here, too, since it's short and doesn't require a cut:
1. Daniel Jackson is allergic to stupidity, in even very small doses. 2. Daniel is prone to extremely violent reactions when exposed to snakes. 3. Most people think that successfully preserving your own life is nothing to be sneezed at. Daniel disagrees with this concept, sneezing at it frequently and heartily. 4. As a corollary to #3, in situations where others are in danger, Daniel often breaks out in a rash action. 5. Daniel cannot know for sure, since it has never been put to the test, but he is fairly certain that the Wraith would give him hives.
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| Five Things - Set 61 |
[Jan. 5th, 2009|09:27 pm] |
Five New Year’s Resolutions made on Atlantis - INTERACTIVE!
Five things that happened when the cameras suddenly stopped working at the SGC
I'll post this last one right here, because I'm so gosh-darn pleased with it. :-)
Five emails General O'Neill sends to Colonel Carter in the earth-to-Atlantis databurst
How’s it going? You’re missed here. Vala apparently sends her love (which would kinda scare me if I were you. Which I am not.) I’m sure you’re doing a great job. When in doubt, just ask yourself: What would General O’Neill do? And then, toot sweet, do the opposite. You’ll be fine. I have faith. Also? Chewing gum stuck to the sole of my shiny shoe. Am circulating memo throughout the Pentagon regarding proper disposal of any and all gum and gum-like items.
Springtime in Washington. Cherry blossoms, etc., and so forth. With a dandy cold wind off the Potomac which will freeze your tushie. My tushie, that is. Not yours. Don’t think the breeze will carry that far, for science-y reasons which I can just hear you explaining to me. I kinda miss that.
Mitchell’s fine, don’t worry. That boy is a heckuva punching bag, though. I think he’s taken over Daniel’s role on SG-1 when it comes to the bad luck/trouble magnet/damsel-in-distress bit. P.S. Clearly I know that you know that my life depends on your never repeating any of the previous to a certain anthro/archaeo/pissy Doctor who shall remain nameless. P.P.S. and don’t go telling Mitchell I said that, either. They’re entirely capable of ganging up on me. And Teal’c would just laugh. Well, not ‘laugh’ per se, obviously. You catch the gist of my drift.
Thank you profusely and profoundly for the memento of my being born, lo these many, many, many years ago. You’re obviously being paid too much. What are the shipping costs from Amazon.peg? Seriously, though, it’s lovely and thoughtful, and I almost have it trained to fetch my post-prandial snifter. Goals are important. Sanity, and sensibility, overrated. As Jane Austen might have said. Or not.
Yuletide-type greetings and pine-scented wishes! Will be hanging my stocking at the cabin, alongside those of Dr. Jackson and Ms. Mal Doran. Mr. Col. Mitchell is waffling, but we will break him down. Snowshoes and hot toddies… not at the same time, to be sure. Your charming self and the contents of your charming wallet will be sorely missed at any poker games that spring up by mere happenchance. (Oh, yes, Teal’c still resists the pull of the cabin. Even with the December dearth of mosquitoes. I suppose there is some attraction in the proposition of bouncing his granddaughter on his knee, so I will overlook the slight to my hospitality. You’re excused, as well. Maybe next Yule?)
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