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bakerstreet2013-04-15 09:02 pm
aesirprince) wrote in bakerstreet2013-04-15 09:02 pm
the sga meme
the stargate: atlantis meme
how to play:
- comment with your character, universe, and preferences.
- who are you in the stargate universe? are you part of the air force or the marines who form the core of the stargate program? are you a civilian contractor working in tandem with the military? are you a member of an alien race who has been contacted by the sgc?
- pick a scenario or use RNG to pick for you!
- tag around and be good to each other.
one. OFF WORLD MISSION. are you being sent to foster trade relations with an alien colony on one of the many worlds in the pegasus galaxy? are you on a reconnaissance mission collecting information on the wraith? are you delivering medical supplies to people in need? you choose!
two. SPARRING. perhaps you're just bored. or maybe you're trying to prove something. either way, you're in the gym, pitting yourself against one of your colleagues. is this in the middle of the night? are you shirking other duties that are less appealing? are people placing bets on who will win?
three. SCHEDULED LEAVE. guess what? you get to go home! are you going to spend your leave lounging on your couch watching all eight seasons of supernatural? are you going to use your time off to travel your own planet instead of someone else's? are you bringing someone home to meet the family?
four. MESS HALL. ahh lunch time. the scant hour in the middle of the day when you don't have to worry about work and instead can worry about...whatever that thing is on your plate. maybe you're setting up a date to meet with that hottie from security who's been eying you all week, or maybe you're the type to bring your work to lunch with you. either way, it's time for a break.
five. LEISURE TIME. even soldiers on base get a few hours off each week. do you jog around the city? golf off one of the balconies? draw? sing? meditate? whatever it is you want to do, now's your chance. don't waste your time, you'll be back on duty soon!
six. INFIRMARY. well that wasn't very smart was it. you've gone and landed yourself in the infirmary and it doesn't look like you're going to get out of here any time soon. or maybe you will. how good are you at charming your way past the medical staff?
seven. WRAITH ATTACK. time to grab your guns, because it looks like everyone's worst enemy is on its way. do you even known which end of the gun to hold? better learn fast, because those wraith darts are fast and the last thing anyone wants is to be culled.
eight. WE'RE STILL ALIVE. or the obligatory smut option. yay everyone survived whatever calamity just happened! it's time to celebrate. go grab your special someone and lock yourselves in a transporter or a puddle jumper or, hey, even your own rooms. nobody will blame you for wanting to get down tonight.
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Did you seriously just ask me if I could fix a concussion?
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The head wound. [One of her doctorates is in theoretical physics, the other in proof theory and constructive mathematics, so yeah, she doesn't know a lot about medicine. But she knows that concussions can only improve with time.] Can you fix that? I can work with a concussion, but not with blood in my eyes.
Doc can't be handling with this stuff right now. XD
I'm wrapping it up now, but you're going back to Atlantis.
Lydia is difficult at the best of times lol.
Doc is just facepalming so hard in my head rn
How many fingers am I holding up?
I'm sorry on her behalf.
Four.
Apology sort of accepted
We're going back to Atlantis. Now.
I was holding up three.
She's only mean because he's not letting her work. Normally she's great, honest!
[But her retort is half-hearted at best, like she knows she's been beat. She can't resist fighting anyway, because that's just in her nature.]
It's really not that bad.
Well, we need to have these two meet outside of doctor/patient
We're going back to the Jumper. Doctor's orders.
She might still be difficult, fair warning. But not quite SO bad.
Fine, Jesus. Let me just go talk to Rodney and you can take me back to fucking base camp.
Hah. I'm game.
[Doc avoided McKay like the plague. Ever since he had to deal with one of his citrus-related panic attacks.]
\o/
There's some raised voices, a lot of gesturing, but eventually Lydia makes her way back to the tent.]
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[Although he is tempted.]
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[Lydia sounds like she has experience with moody military men.]
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[Take that sentance how you will.]
Let's go.
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[She heaves a put upon sigh but does head off towards the gate.] Do they know we're on our way?
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...Can you even fly that thing?
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[In a straight line, at least.]
I naturally have the gene.
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[Lydia took the ATA gene therapy treatment and it worked, so technically she could fly it as well, but she probably couldn't in her current condition.]
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Stay close. We still don't know what's on this planet.
[Because he's not in the mood for small talking.]
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[She sounds supremely unconcerned with the threat of imminent danger, which could be due to her head injury or could be due to the act that she believes herself invincible.]
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I've seen worse.
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