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random sga squeeing, very rambly
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Okay, days off good. Days off spending long periods of time being completely unproductive--also good. No laundry was done. No cleaning, no dusting, no thoughts of the future I should be mapping out or even so much as clipping a single solitary fingernail that just might have a hangnail. Oh no. I read *fic*. And also, re-watching SGA eps to for the fun of watching Sheppard feeling up consoles so they glow for him. That never, ever gets old. It just really doesn't.



svmadelyn and I have this system. She reads spoilers. I don't, since the really frightening QaF pre-season four hijinks and most especially, all those pre-season-five hijinks that raise the blood pressure and cause indigestion. I'm so over my rolaids phase. Let it happen, I say. I just don't want to know about it beforehand.

However, I have learned that feigned disinterst, and sometimes, outright begging, will lead Madelyn to telling me, since if I do'nt read it and pretend I never heard it, it doesn't count. Kind of like chocolate cake at midnight. And we ended up in Smallville, where I promptly decided that my nerves were gone for it. Just gone.

This is a really long-winded way of saying, while talking to Madelyn, I figured out why I liked SGA so much. It reminds me of Voyager.

Okay, not in the scary stacked-blonde-obsession thing going on near the end, which was just too disturbing. But in that--okay. Ther'es Janeway, who is a *scientist*, and has her cute little science space ship--a super cool science ship, but still, this is not the Enterprise and that ship was not meant to be chasing down dangerous things as a line of work, just as an extra get-those-Maquis thing. They were supposed to study sciency-things. They are the people that came *after* the Enterprise made first contact, to settle down and *study* after all the adventuring was done. And then there was a thing, and then there was *BIG LIGHT* and boom, half her crew is dead, she's looking at being a few billion light years what have you from home, half her crew is some not really very competent rebels--don't get me wrong, they were adorable in their little tunics, but Chakotay just *sucked* as a rebel, and her pilot is this guy she pulled out of jail. And they're expected to *get home* and *survive*, and really, Neelix, so I say no more. And they spend almost no real quality time playing with that, but it was *such* a neat idea when you think of this entire crew of Starfleet personnel who thought they'd be studying, oh, botany on New Planet X and now have to make life or death decisions, and the Maquis were doing their damndest to be annoying and noble and now they have to wear uniforms and play with phasers all the time. I just loved that. None of them were quite sure of the job description anymore, and there was *rank* involved and they really, really hated each other in the "I want to kill you" kind of way. And they had to eat plomeek casserole, which is just sad, and that's not a heroic reward.

And now there's the SGA, this cute little group of scientists and what have you, all going, explore Atlantis! And some military people to keep the scientists from accidentally getting themselves killed asking too personal questions of whoever they run into in the name of science, running into fires by accident looking for new Ancient technology, or falling down the stairs, etc. And sure, it's all one way, but they were *studying*, and then there are Wraiths and everytime they turn around, someone is not liking them much, and their city is sodamncoolomg but also kinda lethal and no instruction manuals. And no power. Elizabeth looks like she's spending a lot of time reading Leadership for Dummies in War Situations (and I like her a lot, so I say this with love, she's doing great, but those index cards that Rodney was using he *so stole* from her desk, I swear), and Sheppard makes me wonder if he's getting high every three nights or so and imagining when life was simpler and thinking fondly of frozen terrain and eighteen hour nights and why, God, did I sit in that damn chair, and Rodney's on enough caffeine to kill a small nation and torn between oooooooh shiny! and death everywhere! Must flee! No! Shiny thing! And can you *imagine* the first weeks of training John put Rodney and Teyla through for field work? There should be a story about this. It amuses me for hours. And poor Carson, who keeps making me visualize the love child of Dr. McCoy and Scotty, which is so wrong, and yet really works for me. I just keep thinking that he must have signed up while really drunk or Rodney promised him unspecified sexual favors then reneged, which would explain his aggrieved air. Every one of them came in having a very specific idea of what they were going to be doing, and wow, did that totally backfire beyond words to describe and man, are they pissed. And by God, they'll do it, but under protest. A lot of protest.

When I'm really feeling the call of boredom, I sit down and imagine Elizabeth's first reaction to John naming off his team--Teyla, made sense, Ford, okay, they're doing that male military bonding thing, and then he says Rodney, and she sits up, feeling a little chill at the back of her neck and isn't sure what that means, but leader-sense tells her that her pilot who is better armed than the average armory and likes to fly reallyreallyfast and keeps hitting on alien women, and her overcaffeinated astrophysicist who goes glazed eyes at power sources going out to do stuff at the same time in the same place is going to lead to bad places.

I think Elizabeth just buries her head in her hands when her two problem children go off adventuring, wondering why she told John he could pick his own team, cause wow, letting them out loose in the galaxy together was *such* a bad idea, with Sheppard flirting his way through negotiations and Rodney staring lustfully at anything technological. She couldn't have thought Teyla and Ford could keep them out of trouble.

This will come as no surprise, though, that the ep that I liked most was the one where Steve died. Cause that was so classically a Trek-like moment that I was completely expecting them to start going, ohhh, no, we don't *do* that, ending with the other guys kidnapping Steve and doing it anyway. Then they did it, just sent him off to be an experiment. I don't think I've been genuinely surprised by anything in TV like I was by that. I like practical people. Mostly because they usually aren't. They throw temper tantrums and make terrible decisions based on emotion, they forget all about discretion with the other races and give a life story without thinking wow, maybe this could be a *tactical error*, and they're so *surprised* when something goes right that you can see it on their faces--that wow, that *worked*? Really? Cool.

This was a long, completely rambly-ramble of no substance. I'm in squee mode. One day, I might even make *sense*.


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Most perfect explanation EVER. You rock. *g*

and Rodney's on enough caffeine to kill a small nation and torn between oooooooh shiny! and death everywhere! Must flee! No! Shiny thing!

I'm intensely scared at how much that describes me. Thank god I barely passed any science classes!

*giggles* shiny shiny shiny. Everything is *shiny*.

*bounces on toes* Love. So. Much.

Hmmmm. Does this mean I have to see the show to follow your geeky footsteps oh wise tall one?

It might. Oh yes it might.

YES COME HERE! COME HERE! IT IS HAPPY! Everyone unashamedly geeks out regularly, there are intergalactic space vampires and really, you can never get tired of saying that, and omg they are so smart and lack so many basic social skills. Love.

You are so, so right.

And can you *imagine* the first weeks of training John put Rodney and Teyla through for field work? There should be a story about this.

Definitely. I've often thought that of SG-1 as well, with Daniel being all "why are we using hand gestures when you're right beside me?" and Teal'c wanting to do things his way.

When you get bored with the fic that's out there, you need to come over and play in the crack house called pegasus_b.

Definitely. I've often thought that of SG-1 as well, with Daniel being all "why are we using hand gestures when you're right beside me?" and Teal'c wanting to do things his way.

God, when I watched season one SG-1, I was *waiting* for the ep where Daniel was hande da gun and stares at it for a while like a brand new archeological find.

I can see Rodney trying to claim pacificism or something and John just *looking* at him. And Rodney secretly just *loving* the thigh holsters and thinking how very Star Wars this all is.

When you get bored with the fic that's out there, you need to come over and play in the crack house called pegasus_b.

Yo, that place is *scary*. I mean, it's fantastic, but I keep getting lost. I may spend tomorrow doing nothing but trying to get it sorted out, cause wow. Fantastic. But also, easy to lose oneself without a compass.

Every one of them came in having a very specific idea of what they were going to be doing, and wow, did that totally backfire beyond words to describe and man, are they pissed. And by God, they'll do it, but under protest. A lot of protest.

*nodnodnod* And they play with that, and I love it when they do, because oh wow would half of these people never, ever, ever have been allowed on an SG team because dude, Kavanaugh wouldn't know a chain of command if it fell out of the sky, landed on his face and started to wiggle. Voyager was a science vessel but it was still a military science vessel; Atlantis was intended as a primarily civilian operation, and watching everybody shift gears and lose their footing and get stupid and ranty is so great.

Buncha bitchy diva scientists, with flyboy and explosion-man riding shotgun and Elizabeth and Teyla just trying not to crack up where they're watching. I love them.

*nodnodnod* And they play with that, and I love it when they do, because oh wow would half of these people never, ever, ever have been allowed on an SG team because dude, Kavanaugh wouldn't know a chain of command if it fell out of the sky, landed on his face and started to wiggle.

Yes! YES! Their egos get in the way *so much* and so obviously, and so disasterously. It's fantastic. Carson and his chair hate, and John all "I'm military! I should take over. Wait. I need a nap. I'll do that later. Oooh! Girls!" and Rodney drooling over everything with an active circuit board. I love this show. I love this show *so much*.

Buncha bitchy diva scientists, with flyboy and explosion-man riding shotgun and Elizabeth and Teyla just trying not to crack up where they're watching. I love them.

They are drinking buddies. Every time John and Rodney manage not to plunge Atlantis into another war, Teyla comes back and they do shots for how many times Rodney got distracted by the shiny and John was handing over assistance with germ warfare or nuclear weapons. That never stops being funny.

Because I haven't bugged you lately...

When I sneeze
I knock over 3 wip's
and ideas for more
pop up in my grey matter store
I love fanfiction so much
so many facets I want to touch
but beta I be lacking
and too often I'm just sacking
spur of the moment twists
I'm wringing my wrists
shaking and a quaking
there's defininely no mistaking
a nervous breakdown in sight!
when I post I'm high as a kite
but mostly I'm just so low
because I'm iceberg slow
Would Lex say that?
Could Clark get fat?
What if? is a constant exploration
but I'm teetering on desperation
future fic, first time, AU
and What Would Lex Do?
I'll whine, and bitch
as I write another half-inch
watching as snails pass me by
is it painful? Hari Kari?
I could blame writer's block
but it'd be a huge crock
cause the ideas keep invading
my fingertips keep straining
plot line takes pages to explain
and then the fans will start to complain
I would too, want to hex
"120 pages and they haven't had sex!"
I had a battle plan I did
It got warped like a circus kid
and the Monsters roar to be fed
I write till explodith my head
no end coming close in sight
is to a novice quite a fright
I had a point to this...
Short attention span: don't diss!
While I'm limping along now
and beating my sweaty brow
Any advice to a nervous ear?
How would you kick it in high gear?
Because, not gay, still want to deposit
my fiction, away, bottom of the closet!









Stumbled in from friendsfriends, and I have to say 'yes!' to the Star Trek, and especially Voyager, comparison. I haven't been able to shake it since I started watching SGA. There's all the stuff you mentioned, as well as the Wraith hive ships, which are so very Borg, and the food issues. I think the weird food thing crops up a lot more in fic than canon, but everytime it does I flash back to Neelix creating some bizarre concotion and forcing everyone to eat it. Can you imagine Rodney's reaction to having to eat something made by Neelix?

Oh *God*. He'd be *allergic*. That would be fate. He'd break out in hives adn make everyone in the entire *galaxy* miserable for *weeks*. He'd sulk loudly in public places.

Hmm. that does bring the question--did they bring cooking staff with them? Like, the military has their cooking people? I still want to see an Atlantean kitchen, cause man, they'd be the first innoculated with the ATA so they could use the *stoves*. Like, first week in, when everyone got really tired of eating over the army equivalent of an indoor campfire and no one could figure out how to turn on the Atlantis equivlanet of a microwave except John, who got really, really tired of being called away from fondling the jumper for kitchen duty.

*bounces on toes* So. Many. Possibilities.

You make me laugh so hard, but it's all true. Except that in my universe, Sheppard is waking up from his naps with nightmares about killing Sumner and the Wraith coming to suck him dry, and can't handle the pressure and cracks like a cracked thing by the end of the season. Have you seen through the end, by the way? There's another episode that has that same type of darkness moment, like the one with Steve, that made me jerk up and take notice. Because, woah. Not many shows would have gone there.

I want the team training story too. Although some of that does come up in Suspicion, what with Rodney having his mini-arc of panic at the thought of going into a combat situation. And Sheppard just keeps raising an eyebrow at him and looking amused and certain that McKay will come through, because he's a member of the team, dammit.

You make me laugh so hard, but it's all true. Except that in my universe, Sheppard is waking up from his naps with nightmares about killing Sumner and the Wraith coming to suck him dry, and can't handle the pressure and cracks like a cracked thing by the end of the season.

*grins* I think John does all his cracking very subtly and quietly. It's--God, he's intersting. I figured I'd like him because wow, *pretty as hell*, but all that scary semi-zenness is kind of freaky after a while.

Have you seen through the end, by the way? There's another episode that has that same type of darkness moment, like the one with Steve, that made me jerk up and take notice. Because, woah. Not many shows would have gone there.

Which one? The one where he becomes a really competent serial killer? If not, tell, cause I'm blanking. The Eye I think? I need to get a list of ep titles together to keep it all clear or everything will run together. *makes note*

And I love the Steve episode. Both him and Elizabeth were way out of their depth on that one, in a way. Sort of hmming over Geneva convention, but then just chucking it and I have to admit, not with any real twinges. They were uncomfortable, but it seemed more like a--uncomfortable that they felt so little about it, not that they were doing it. Now I need to watch that ep again.

Acutally, that one ended up freaking me out *two episodes later*, if that makes any sense. Because it never came up again. But there's John, calmly and compently killing anything alive that isn't one of his and never even blinking, and he went through a *lot* of people all on his lonesome, and at the end, I kept thinking, if Kolya had acutally killed Rodney or Elizabeth, he'd be *dead*. I mean, not even a blink, just a shot through the head the next time they met, then maybe dinner.

And it took *two episodes* for that to sink in, because he did it so matter of fact that it didn't seem like any big deal until the numbers came up.

Though it does make me think of him calmly leading teams to collect the bodies and bury/burn/whatever them after. Or send them back through the gate to their families. Hmm. Makes me kind of wonder what else he did besides piloting.

I want the team training story too. Although some of that does come up in Suspicion, what with Rodney having his mini-arc of panic at the thought of going into a combat situation. And Sheppard just keeps raising an eyebrow at him and looking amused and certain that McKay will come through, because he's a member of the team, dammit.

I love Rodney. If he *thinks* he can do it, he's entitled to do it, therefore, he will do it, dammit. God, he's cute.

One of my favourite eps is The Defiant One. When the scientist at the end...wow.

That was a fabulously real moment. The look on Rodney's face was priceless. Just--that moment of *knowing* that someone under his protection had died. Hurt.

Sheppard makes me wonder if he's getting high every three nights or so and imagining when life was simpler and thinking fondly of frozen terrain and eighteen hour nights and why, God, did I sit in that damn chair

Bwahahahahaa! Oh, my god. That's a mental image that's just not leaving my brain any time soon. It's so right for him.

poor Carson...I just keep thinking that he must have signed up while really drunk or Rodney promised him unspecified sexual favors then reneged, which would explain his aggrieved air.

Bwah! I can't deny that that's very, very possible. Rodney promised him lots of no-strings-attached sex, and then Rodney got distracted by the "oooh-shiny!"ness of a cool pilot with an ATA gene who can do complicated maths in his head.

They throw temper tantrums and make terrible decisions based on emotion, they forget all about discretion with the other races and give a life story without thinking wow, maybe this could be a *tactical error*, and they're so *surprised* when something goes right that you can see it on their faces--that wow, that *worked*? Really? Cool.

That's a good point, actually. For smart, practical people, they're awfully dumb. I say that with the utmost affection, but they really are. They screw up left, right and centre, and I find myself sighing at Elizabeth and wondering why she even bothers sending them out. Surely forcing Rodney and John to stay on Atlantis and send out say, Kavanaugh (who, oddly enough, I kind of like now that I've seen him in 38 Minutes. There's a chance that he'll end up a much bigger jerk, but right now, I think he gets a bad rap in fandom. And, please, please, pretty please feel free to bludgeon me to DEATH if I ever start talking about writing McKay/Kavanaugh just for shock value. Please.) and Bates on missions? I mean, yeah, John would sulk and Rodney would bitch, but in the big scheme of things, life might be a lot easier.

Another weird thing about watching it from the start? There's all this extra exposition that I don't need, and for some reason, now that I'm watching the series from the start, it's amusing the hell out of me. It's like a secret game (How many times will they have to explain it? Bonus points for the same character having to explain it more than once to the same person.).

I make my own fun.

That's a good point, actually. For smart, practical people, they're awfully dumb. I say that with the utmost affection, but they really are. They screw up left, right and centre, and I find myself sighing at Elizabeth and wondering why she even bothers sending them out. Surely forcing Rodney and John to stay on Atlantis and send out say, Kavanaugh (who, oddly enough, I kind of like now that I've seen him in 38 Minutes. There's a chance that he'll end up a much bigger jerk, but right now, I think he gets a bad rap in fandom. And, please, please, pretty please feel free to bludgeon me to DEATH if I ever start talking about writing McKay/Kavanaugh just for shock value. Please.) and Bates on missions? I mean, yeah, John would sulk and Rodney would bitch, but in the big scheme of things, life might be a lot easier.

Seriously, yes! John was out there trading germ warfare tips and C4. I mean, I sat there thinking, wow, okay, you are not allowed to negotiate anymore. Cause wow, you are very not good at it, sweetie.

*smiles slowly*

So. Tell me of this dirty, dirty McKay/Kavanaugh. I think that may be the only Rodney pairing I have yet to see.

*bounces on toes*

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Aha! Found the five-things Rodney-sex fics!

Refraction (Five Sexual Encounters Rodney McKay Did Have). Pairing: McKay/Beckett, McKay/Weir, McKay/Emmagan, McKay/Grodin, McKay/Sheppard

Through a Glass Darkly (Five Sexual Encounters Rodney McKay Never Had). Pairings: McKay/Ford, McKay/Zelenka, McKay/Bates, McKay/Kavanagh, McKay/Carter.

Also, there's a good SGA recs list here. By this stage, you might have already read them all, but there's still a chance there's something new/unread there.

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