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Fic Amnesty
I was looking at my fic writing journal, trying to see if there was anything to inspire me to write, and I came across this. It'll never become a fic (it's too abstract to fit into a plot), but I was amused at the few lines of dialog (*very* few). So I'm calling fic amnesty on this. You know the rules. SG-1, Sam/Jack.
"You know Carter, it's the sex I regret the most."
"But... we never had sex, sir."
"Exactly."
"Are you sure we're dead?"
"Pretty sure. I'd never wear this if I was alive."
"Should we be talking about this?"
"The clothes?"
"No, sex. You know, with each other."
"I'm wearing a sheer muumuu and surrounded by puffy clouds, Carter. The subject of sex is no longer off-limits."
"Do you remember how it happened?"
"What, the non-existent sex?"
"Dammit, stop thinking about sex!"
"Is that any way to talk to your commanding officer?"
"Hello. Dead, remember?"
"But what if we're not really dead?"
"Well then we can't talk about sex."
"We're dead."
"You know Carter, it's the sex I regret the most."
"But... we never had sex, sir."
"Exactly."
"Are you sure we're dead?"
"Pretty sure. I'd never wear this if I was alive."
"Should we be talking about this?"
"The clothes?"
"No, sex. You know, with each other."
"I'm wearing a sheer muumuu and surrounded by puffy clouds, Carter. The subject of sex is no longer off-limits."
"Do you remember how it happened?"
"What, the non-existent sex?"
"Dammit, stop thinking about sex!"
"Is that any way to talk to your commanding officer?"
"Hello. Dead, remember?"
"But what if we're not really dead?"
"Well then we can't talk about sex."
"We're dead."
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Plz rite seaquellllllllllllllllll!
:D
Seriously, this totally suits my sense of humour.
"I'm wearing a sheer muumuu and surrounded by puffy clouds, Carter. The subject of sex is no longer off-limits."
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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Plz rite seaquellllllllllllllllll!
:d :p :d :p :d :p :d
Seriously, this totally suits my sense of humour.
*snicker*
I wish I could have done something with it, but I know it'll never be.
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I don't even want to consider how this would have been worked into a fic - it would surely scar me for life! *g*
So I'm calling fic amnesty on this. You know the rules.
Fic amnesty? Rules?
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I think I had in my mind that it was going to be a "ha, ha, you're not really dead but have been abducted" story, but I quickly talked myself out of that. :D
Fic amnesty? Rules?
Basically people aren't allowed to beg for it to be completed/changed/etc. ;)
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Ahh, right. I get it now. Well, there's no chnace of that coming from me. Almost glad you talked youself out of this one. *g* Doesn't stop me being to totally picture Jack in the scene above tho. *g*
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"Well then we can't talk about sex."
"We're dead."
Make that ROTFLMAO!!!
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