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kriadydragon) wrote2007-07-03 02:40 am
kriadydragon) wrote2007-07-03 02:40 am
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Intermission - Chain Letter Tale
In a moment of boredom, I decided to try something wierd. Maybe it's been done before, maybe it hasn't, I don't know. Either way, I'm doing this and I ask (actually, beg) you to participate. Not that you have to... just ignore Sheppard threatening you with a gun.
SGA Story Chainletter
1.So here's how it goes. A story has been started but not completed. You, the reader, if you wish, copy this tid-bit of story, paste it onto your journal, and add to it along with these directions.
2.Please let the one who you snurched the story from know that you snurched.
3.Add the name of the one you snurched the story from at the beggining of the story so that it can be back-traced.
4.If you do not like where the direction of the story is going, you can back-trace and pick up the story elsewhere.
5.Please keep the story as canon, gen, and PG as possible. No pariings of any kind, no altering a character (making them gay, turning a man into a woman or woman into a man unless they can be changed back). No sex and no heavy, explicit whump (Tied up and whipped with few details - okay. Tied up, whipped, skinned, gutted, etc with lots of gory details - not okay. The less gross the better.) No Alternate Universes unless it starts at canon and can end up back at canon. You never know who may snurch, how old they are, etc. and no one should have to get into any trouble for participating. Also, some people don't like certain genres, and may not participate if they think the story is based around a certain genre.
6. Don't make your add-on tid-bit too long. 100 to 200 words round about. It doesn't have to be exact, can be more or less, but it shouldn't reach a thousand words. Use your best judgement as this thing is going to get longer for the next one who adds-on
7. If you have an ending in mind, go ahead and write it.
8.You will not be cursed, haunted, plagued by bad-luck, etc. if you do not participate. This is strictly for fun and to see just how crazy plot bunnies can be.
SGA Story Chainletter
1.So here's how it goes. A story has been started but not completed. You, the reader, if you wish, copy this tid-bit of story, paste it onto your journal, and add to it along with these directions.
2.Please let the one who you snurched the story from know that you snurched.
3.Add the name of the one you snurched the story from at the beggining of the story so that it can be back-traced.
4.If you do not like where the direction of the story is going, you can back-trace and pick up the story elsewhere.
5.Please keep the story as canon, gen, and PG as possible. No pariings of any kind, no altering a character (making them gay, turning a man into a woman or woman into a man unless they can be changed back). No sex and no heavy, explicit whump (Tied up and whipped with few details - okay. Tied up, whipped, skinned, gutted, etc with lots of gory details - not okay. The less gross the better.) No Alternate Universes unless it starts at canon and can end up back at canon. You never know who may snurch, how old they are, etc. and no one should have to get into any trouble for participating. Also, some people don't like certain genres, and may not participate if they think the story is based around a certain genre.
6. Don't make your add-on tid-bit too long. 100 to 200 words round about. It doesn't have to be exact, can be more or less, but it shouldn't reach a thousand words. Use your best judgement as this thing is going to get longer for the next one who adds-on
7. If you have an ending in mind, go ahead and write it.
8.You will not be cursed, haunted, plagued by bad-luck, etc. if you do not participate. This is strictly for fun and to see just how crazy plot bunnies can be.
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Sheppard flopped back onto his bed, not bothering to remove his shoes or the radio at his ear. Five, minutes, his intent was five minutes of vegging, then removing said boots and radio. Right now he just needed his muscles to unknot, especially in his lower back. Ronon's doing. Instead of being struck in the leg by a regular old arrow, it had been a drugged regular old arrow. And, boy, did that drug work fast. It didn't help that Teyla had been knocked over the head to boot.
It hadn't been a matter of who was stronger and who was lighter. Rodney had been close enough to Teyla to grab her first, leaving John to haul Ronon's heavy body back through the gate. Beckett had said Sheppard was lucky he only had a few pulled muscles rather than a wrenched back.
Pulled muscles Sheppard's ass. Every joint felt like it had been pulled, popped out of place, then popped back into place, and there was a pulsing in his lower back danicng to the rhythm of his heart.
Just five minutes, then he would move... if he could.
The radio crackled. "Colonel Sheppard. McKay, here. I need you in the lab, ASAP."
John immediately contemplated if he could get away with homicide, but McKay would probably just haunt him. With a groan, he pulled himself up off the comfort of his bed and dragged his stiff body from his room to the lab.
It hadn't been a matter of who was stronger and who was lighter. Rodney had been close enough to Teyla to grab her first, leaving John to haul Ronon's heavy body back through the gate. Beckett had said Sheppard was lucky he only had a few pulled muscles rather than a wrenched back.
Pulled muscles Sheppard's ass. Every joint felt like it had been pulled, popped out of place, then popped back into place, and there was a pulsing in his lower back danicng to the rhythm of his heart.
Just five minutes, then he would move... if he could.
The radio crackled. "Colonel Sheppard. McKay, here. I need you in the lab, ASAP."
John immediately contemplated if he could get away with homicide, but McKay would probably just haunt him. With a groan, he pulled himself up off the comfort of his bed and dragged his stiff body from his room to the lab.
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"Ah, Colonel! There you are. I need you to – What happened to you?" As McKay came into focus, Sheppard saw concern and irritation warring in his expression. Irritation won as the scientist frowned.
The colonel crossed his arms, trying for casually pissed rather than wearily upset. "What is it you want, McKay?"
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