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Title: Atlas Rising
Summary: Plato had it all wrong.
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Non-canon character story (mostly)
Disclaimer/Dedication: Kate, thank you for making me start this and making me continue every time I stopped. If not for you, I doubt this story would have ever been more than a glimmer of potential in my head. Although, that might have been better.

Also and especially to the writers, actors and crew of Stargate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis, since you own this universe. It’s been twelve years since Children of the Gods and I still love this. I hope you don’t mind letting me play in your sandbox for a while, but it’s not like you told this story yourselves.

And in case anyone spots it and decides to call me on it, the names Gehn and Atrus belong to Robyn and Rand Miller and to Myst. I failed utterly with creating anything more original. But I have the two of them to blame for getting me started on sci-fi/fantasy anyways.

And so the story begins… )
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Disclaimer: Not Mine. Never has been, never will be.

AN: Fanfic100 Challenge # 15/100 "Blue"

The High Road )
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The last chapter is here!

Disclaimer: Neither Stargate: Atlantis nor The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy are mine.

AN: Part the Last. Finally. I don’t know if any of you will be happy with this ending. I don’t know if I am. But if you read to the end of this chapter, thank you for sticking with it.

Read more... )
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Here be the next update.

Disclaimer: Neither Stargate: Atlantis nor The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy are mine.

AN: Part the sixth of….SEVEN! Last part will be up sometime on the weekend. Also, I swear I wrote and posted this before I saw Quarantine.

Voila )
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Disclaimer: Neither Stargate: Atlantis nor The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy are mine.

AN: Part Five. Nope, no idea. I am also unhappy with this, but despite two re-writes, I just can’t get it to sound more Adams-y. I’ll do better next time.

Read more... )
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Disclaimer: Neither Stargate: Atlantis nor The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy are mine.

AN: Part the Fourth. Of, I still have no idea. OMG I UPDATED IT. And it is still crack. And there will be more soon.

Read more... )

SGA Fanfic

Dec. 13th, 2007 04:18 am
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Well, I finally updated it.

Part the Third of With Apologies to Douglas Adams can be found here.

Please enjoy responsibly, although at least this chapter does not come with a "Consume No Liquids While Reading" warning.
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I hate myself more than ever right now.

Disclaimer: Neither are mine. Right now, I’m quite happy they aren’t. Because then I’d feel horribly ashamed for writing such an atrocious story.

Summary: He's never had to compete for 'Smartest Man in the Universe' before.

Collision )
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Can anyone explain to me how a ten minute crack fic turned out to be so popular?

And am I going to be remembered as the "Douglas Adams" girl? Please, god, no.

This is someone's fault. I don't know who. But I will find out.

EDIT: WATDA has officially become my second most reviewed fic ever. Also, that short form kinda makes perfect sense: WHAT THE ----?

Also, you will not be getting another chapter until I have reread HGTTG, or at least the first dozen pages or so. I have no idea when this will be, but probably sometime after I get it out of the library. :D

SGA Fanfic

Oct. 6th, 2007 09:04 pm
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Part 2 of With Apologies to Douglas Adams, my crack fic extraordinare, is posted over here. Read at own risk.

SGA Fanfic

Oct. 1st, 2007 04:12 pm
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Disclaimer: Neither Stargate: Atlantis nor A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy are mine.

AN: Apologies to Douglas Adams, but he really is just that good. Warning: complete and utter crack fic. The title and summary are Kate's fault, as per usual.

Summary: It was a terrible, horrible, no good very bad day.

With Apologies to Douglas Adams )

SGA Fanfic

Aug. 9th, 2007 09:22 am
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Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis and all affiliates (including, unfortunately, one Dr. M. Rodney McKay) are not mine. But I like to play with them.

Summary: Strangers often have the greatest effect on the lives of those they never get to know.

AN: I have no idea. I stumbled across the title and then I had to write fic to fit it. I should stop doing that. Also, I apologize for the shameless self-insertion, but I tried writing it with an OC and I couldn’t get the lines I wanted to work.

xenon: from the Greek, meaning “stranger”

Xenon Crossing )
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Disclaimer: Still Not Mine. I'm really put-out, you know.

AN: So, this has a longer note than the actual story. I'm just kidding. The Gardner Award is to the Nobel what the Goldon Globes are to the Oscars. Except, unlike the GGs, no one knows what a Gardner is, unless you've won one. It is a prestigious award given out in the departments of science and math (etc) to those people, around the world, who are considered to be the biggest contributors to their fields. It comes with a cash prize of roughly $15,000 CND. Unlike the Nobel, it isn't about the money, and completely about the bragging rights. The Award is a creation of the Gardner Foundation, a rather wealthy Canadian company. The only reason I know all of this is because the eldest daughter of the company's founder grew up with my aunt. Also, they used to live down the proverbial street from us. (Read: 8 streets and about a 5 million $). Still, I figured that if Rodney is, in fact, the genius he declares himself to be, and has been changing the face of modern science for as long as he claims he has, he probably has a Gardner stashed away somewhere.

Pride of Place )


Jun. 10th, 2007 08:42 am
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Review submitted to "Falling Down" the Elizabeth Weir introspective I did set during The Return Part I.

Wonderful introspective character piece. Very few writers see into Elizabeth
this well.

Huh. I kinda always thought it was Rodney I understood the best because we're the most alike. Apparently not.
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So, someone kindly wrote a story based on synedochic's FJAWFNLTL, except that it's John who lives and Rodney who dies. And I like it mostly because Elizabeth is an ass in it. And Radek and Ronon both understand why John does what he does.
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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything or anyone to do with Stargate and if I did I certainly wouldn’t be writing fanfic, now would I? This is entirely a creation of my mind, even though I’ve done it in a way that it doesn’t interfere with canon.

AN: So….I might have researched this to death. I’m learning more than I ever wanted to about the Scottish school system. Too bad it’s not going to do me any good. Whatever you do….don’t do the math. I mean it. And no, I’m not above using Darwin for my own personal ends. The title is from Grav, proving once again that she is better at this than I am. The only episodes this links with are The Rising Part 1 and Hide and Seek.

Dedication: To Kate, for everything, and especially for putting up with me while I wrote this.

Summary: It took him a few years to realize that when the whole thing actually went public, he’d probably be remembered as the man that trumped Darwin.

On the Continuation of Species )
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I said I'd do Radek.


Well, not that kinda of do. Oh, who am I kidding? Of course I would!

Disclaimer: ::checks again:: Nope.

AN: Radek is fun and it was good for the research, if nothing else.

Last Winter in Prague )
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Because Bates was just too good to pass up.

Disclaimer: Still not mine. I keep waiting though. Spoilers for Hot Zone and also The Rising, because duh! Also, beware of the swearing - it's Bates after all.

AN: This is a reply to [ profile] sgatlantislight's challenge posted at [ profile] rodneymckay asking for stories about the real reasons the characters came to Atlantis and not just "they were the best and brightest or had the gene".

Bates had pretty much learned from day one not to ask questions. Questions led to trouble. Trouble was bad in the military or anywhere else.

And so, when he and a few of his fellow marines had been taken off their respective SG teams and 'asked', which was just a nice way of being told, really, that they were being reassigned somewhere Much Better, Bates hadn't said a word. He'd nodded, accepted the assignment and spent the next week in meetings and presentations with a few dozen other marines. That they were being deployed to another galaxy hadn't really phased any of them. That they were being deployed there in order to protect an expedition of civilian scientists hadn't gone over nearly as well. Bates knew he should have seen the warning signs when his commanders had promised it was a step up in the world. Because they only said things like that when they were sending you off on glorified suicide missions or any number of other crap-ass assignments.

But as cushy jobs went, this had to take the cake, and because Bates had learned not to question, he only complained to his fellow marines, and then less than most of them.

Besides, he was a marine; he could handle anything calm, coolly and with a personality that had won him no awards and a whole boatload of enemies. Like he cared.

But of course, because Murphy hated the Marines about as much as he hated everyone else, it wasn't the frakked up vampires or the near drowning in a sunken city or even, really, the scientists (though he was silently contemplating ways to kill Dr. McKay and make it look like an accident - never let it be said marines are not creative); rather it was losing his commander day one and suddenly finding that the person in charge was a) Air Force and b) followed his own damn rules and to hell with anyone under his command. Sumner knew the marines, got along well with Bates, and Bates had had to admit, even if it had only been a few weeks, that the man was a good commander. Sheppard was the total, complete opposite and it rankled Bates in ways he could never have imagine. But no questions also meant no complaints to anyone higher than himself and so Bates took it like a marine is supposed to take things and followed Sheppard's commands like he'd followed Sumner's.

But damn it had felt good to stare Weir right in the face and disobey her order because he had to follow Sheppard's and it was the first time that Bates realized that Sheppard wasn't all that different from Sumner, because Sumner would never have lain down and taken it either.
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Disclaimer: Not Mine.

Summary: But thou, like Moses, shall not live to know the fruited vineyards of the Promised Land.

AN: Uh…it happened in the shower. Because I am fated to start fics when I have no paper or laptop at hand. Needless to say, it was a short shower. Um…I am exceedingly happy, so I wrote angst. Could be set in season 2, 3 or 4 (since Sunday and First Strike never happened).

WARNING: Severe Shep-whump ahead; and I really really mean it.

January )
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Disclaimer: Not mine.

AN: Here is the back-story for On the Continuation of Species. It’s kind of a “read if you dare” story, because it was never meant as anything more than a way to get it all straight in my head. But if you want to know my take on why Carson ended up with both an MD and PhD, then read away.

On the Continuation of Species Prologue )


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