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 on: Today at 06:53:24 PM 
Started by Ellen_Ripley - Last post by Ellen_Ripley
In any franchise there are always going to be that very special someone you wish you could have stuffed a grenade where the sun doesn't shine. So, for you in SG1 who would you be painting a big target on their back?

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 on: Today at 06:43:13 PM 
Started by Mim - Last post by Ellen_Ripley


Al relaxed, he had to before this whole scene turned into a comedy farce. "Right Sam, Lily I get it. So what are our immediate priorities before we set out? Would you like me to handle that communication while you three go about what you need to do?" He couldn't really see much else he could right now until they got under way.

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 on: Today at 06:38:42 PM 
Started by Kendrall - Last post by Ellen_Ripley


Hearing the Admiral walk in, Alex turned from the window smartly. He was feeling far to conspicuous in his suit, that had to change as soon as possible, yet as a civilian what would he change into? Extending his hand, Alex greeted him enthusiastically. "Think nothing of it Admiral, I've not been here all that long anyway." He said diplomatically. "I won't keep you long then, as this is merely a less than formal thing for me today. If you've seen the memo from Washington hopefully you'll already know why I'm here. A day early I might add."

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 on: Today at 06:27:08 PM 
Started by Mim - Last post by Ellen_Ripley


"Officially authorized! See!" Vala turned the thing around to show Cameron the SGC sticker she had stuck on the back of the phone. "So there." She did feel just slightly guilty, only slightly as it was a guilt she could easily live with.

"Of course I have Daniel, I take notes you know." She told him sincerely. Taking everything in her stride came naturally to her these days, Vala considered herself a veteran of SG operations as the last three years of her life had firmly cemented her within that very exclusively circle to such an extent even some of the other personnel listened to her when she managed to say anything of worth. There had been far less of the clowning around lately, she even showed a more serious side to her demeanor on occasion, with her caring heart being on display with regularity. She made no comment to Cam's 'I'm driving', because she was smart enough to know she'd only make a mess of it in any case. There was one curiosity she had though. "Why is the driver's side on the right of this vehicle?" That seemed to be at odds with just about everything she knew concerning motor vehicles on Earth, then she recalled that some countries did indeed drive on the other side of the road, another curious aspect of Earth, it didn't make sense to her.

Up front with the driver was the gunner's seat, so she directed Taleeya to the rear door while pointing the new team member towards the left front. "I'm Vala by the way, this is Taleeya and Doctor Danial Jackson. You can keep Cameron company while we can annoy you both from behind. Daniel will be more than happy to squeeze on with us won't you?" Her smile was far too feline.

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 on: Today at 05:46:35 PM 
Started by Mim - Last post by Ellen_Ripley


Gazing long and hard at the warship with Atlantis down far below on the planet barely seen, Todd's hand twitched with an almost nervous anxiousness, how he longed to use that hand again in battle, though his lust was now aimed squarely at the source of his anguish, the Vanir. "This so called fun of yours child has claimed too many valuable lives, I think it is far passed that time you realized our very existence hinges on you taking stock of your own future and the role you play in the days, weeks to come. Think on that before you open that all too loose mouth of yours again."

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 on: Today at 03:40:17 PM 
Started by Staff-Team - Last post by Cipherhornet18


"I was just asking, settle down." Sheppard said, before listening to Rodney's response.

"Well the Wraith are here, likely to send us after some Vanir doomsday base or ship or whatever. I'm going to go talk with them, please keep me updated." Sheppard replied.

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 on: Today at 03:37:16 PM 
Started by Mim - Last post by Cipherhornet18



"...awesome, it's Cellar Witch. Maybe I'll go get a baseball bat to break over her head if she gets irritating." Jason grumbled, "Aye, Colonel." He turned and left for the Wardroom.

"Not really my area of concern, ma'am, so I better be going." Jack said.

AJ turned and glanced at the ship's CMO, lowering her voice.

"The Wraith are here to talk, the one that took Mike and dumped him on that planet. Master Chief doesn't like her, might try to break her knees or something if she doesn't try to strangle him first." AJ commented.

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 on: Today at 03:34:59 PM 
Started by Altzek - Last post by Altzek
Nobody was with her, not even the most loyal among her jaffa.
The men who had dug the vault within that mountain were dead by her very hands, and so were their families and all those who knew them. Monstrous, but necessary.

"Why are we here in this dark place, my queen?" her host asked.
The only who could know the truth about that place, the only one who couldn't possibly have spoken, not when her mouth and her very vocal chords were now her own.
But how to explain this matter to her?
Maybe a step by step reasoning.

"Tell me, child, what do you think makes a god?" she innocently asked.
The host struggled to find an answer but, even now, possessed by one, she couldn't find one.
"We will have many conversations of this kind over the millenia, I will not tolerate silence" the eel's voice chuckled. And, yet, behind that veneer of irony, the young woman could see a threat, and at the same time the hope, the desperate hope, of not being alone. There was something comforting in that hope, but the prospect of disappointing her goddess was as terrifying as ever.
How wrong could she possibly be?
"Being an object of worship?" she said as she prepared herself for a whip of pain.
To her surprise, none came from it.
"Should that be the case, even a golden calf would be a god, with the necessary reverence" the eel's voice chuckled again. "It is a good answer, I am an object of worship after all, but I am no golden calf, no mere idol. It is an incomplete answer, see if you can add something more to it" Mefitis pressed her.
After a few additional moments of thought, the young woman added something else to her answer. "Power. Over nature, the elements, men...". Way more shrewd than she thought. Good company, as long as she kept her in her graces.
"Now you know why we are here". And this, hopefully, shut her up. To her surprise, Detfri's perplexities remained.
"I do not understand, my queen. Do we... you" the queen noted the lapsus. It indicated something interesting about her host's perception of her condition "not have all the power of Creation?". What could she possibly gain here?
The queen decided to indulge the host's impression, further hiding the chains that were bound to her. "Much of it is stored here, and I will honour you by sharing this power".

With this, she approached closer to the glass boxes containing the scrolls she had hidden there, away from everyone, and she repeated the procedure that empowered her previous host.
Rays of light were beamed from the scrolls, intersecting and uniting with each other, and then glyphs made of that same beautiful light.
She took a few more steps towards the show before her and, after what appeared to be an eternity, darkness came back to the vault.
She was changed, once again. Better than she could ever be. Better than anyone could ever be. Better than the gods, and thus the one true god among would-bes.

"What happened?" the host was still confused. "I have the impression that I saw so much, and yet I remember nothing". She didn't need any further explanation, she would soon see with her eyes.
Hok'tar, a second one. Created with the same ease with which one would write a letter.
A grin appeared on her young face, and then she turned back to leave the vault.
Her two men must have been waiting for her.

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 on: August 18, 2018, 03:54:11 PM 
Started by Mim - Last post by DanielRyder
Sheppard will be notified.

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 on: August 18, 2018, 03:52:28 PM 
Started by Mim - Last post by DanielRyder
Lt/Commander Aria Israel

Aria listened to the female Wraith on the other side like a good little soldier. She never really liked the Wraith, whether they had good intentions or not. The fact that they only feed through the only thing they use and have no other source of food is of concern for her. But they were all supposedly passed all that.

She responded to Rhaise, "Sheppard will be notified," Putting the comm on standby, Aria sighed.

Turning to her new commanding officer, the XO spoke, "Colonel, the Wraith said yes to the meeting onboard the ship in about thirty minutes. It also requests that Sheppard be there. Is thirty minutes enough?" Aria realized that she called the Wraith by the term it and she didn't really care for it. To her, they were all animals. Intelligent animals whose main source of food were humans.

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