SGA Bulwer-Lytton Contest!
Jul. 12th, 2006 08:25 amSo! Comment here with the worst possible sentence you can imagine opening an SGA fic. On Friday morning, I'll pick a winner and maybe a few runners-up and there will be prizes of some kind. (Maybe fic, maybe something else.) Hopefully, if enough people play, this will be entertaining enough to get us through to the premiere.
I may also compose a few bad sentences myself, although obviously, I am not qualified to win my own contest. *g* Oh, and please feel free to pimp this!
Okay...go!
ETA: In response to a question: Yes, you can enter as many times as you want. *eg*
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Date: 2006-07-13 05:04 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-13 07:37 am (UTC)DJADSJFLDJASDFJLDSFJDFADSFJLKFA
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Date: 2006-07-13 09:25 am (UTC)*spews coffee on monitor*
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Date: 2006-07-13 05:21 am (UTC)(Points for trying.)
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Date: 2006-07-13 05:48 am (UTC)Night rolled down the hills to pool in the little valley, drowning the puddle jumper in a sea of black darkness.
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Date: 2006-07-13 07:23 am (UTC)Elizabeth(or Teyla(Teyla might be more distrubing)) threw herself at Kavanuagh like a love sick pre-teen who'd read Romeo and Juliet for the first time. "But I love you!" she wailed.
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Date: 2006-07-13 08:06 am (UTC)#2 – When Rodney had sexily whispered to John of his flexibility, John thought he was just boasting, but there was no way in hell someone who hadn't had proper training would be able to contort their body into that position, and also be able to maintain it while their arse was getting lovingly pounded by some Air Force cock.
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Date: 2006-07-13 12:36 pm (UTC)Rodney's expressive cerulean eyes swam with unshed tears as he watched the man he loved more than life itself stalk away from him. A choked sob broke from his throat and he caught a glimpse of John's shocked face as he turned, before he fled down the corridor, hot tears streaming down his pale cheeks.
*shudders* Now to go read all the others! *settles in for a good read*
*klo*
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Date: 2006-07-13 07:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-13 02:10 pm (UTC)Ever since Rodney found out that the glowy sex with Chaya gave John an extra cock he’s been after him like a train engine, the kind that leaves Chicago heading north at 60 mph and John is like that other train that can only run at 45 mph.
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Date: 2006-07-13 07:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-07-13 02:12 pm (UTC)(Okay, sorry -- not a bad first sentence as much as vicious plot sarcasm, but I couldn't resist. *g*)
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Date: 2006-07-13 04:36 pm (UTC)his grasp of scathing insults like "did you get your degree from Clown College" was so shattering to their egos that they simply could not withstand the pain
This, especially, wins. *g*
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Date: 2006-07-13 03:32 pm (UTC)Rodney eased onto the bed behind John and slipped his arm around John's waste.
*cringes anew*
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Date: 2006-07-13 04:37 pm (UTC)Rodney! Wear gloves!
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Date: 2006-07-13 03:34 pm (UTC)“I am a scientist you know not a superhero and Kavanaugh that better not be citrus because I am deathly allergic-Jesus Christ, it would be nice if anyone could remember how important it is for me to be protected since I am the smartest person in all of Atlantis and your all stupid idiots who should have been shot as soon as you were born!” Rodney screamed at the Colonel, who was laying slouched on top of Rodney's science lab table, lifting Ancient weights that were glowing with one hand and using his eyebrow and mouth to smirk attractively.
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Date: 2006-07-13 05:21 pm (UTC)Also, couldn't resist the obvious:
"I'm back!" Chaya said.
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Date: 2006-07-13 06:50 pm (UTC)OMG. So perfect.
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Date: 2006-07-13 06:11 pm (UTC)2) "I've determined Rodney's cause of death to be too much sex," Carson told the assembled command staff. As one, they all turned to glare at John. "What?" he shrugged.
3) "If you can't beat them, eat 'em," Ronon grinned smugly to himself as he tucked into his double decker Wraith burger with Queen Sauce
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Date: 2006-07-13 06:52 pm (UTC)::is awed::
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Date: 2006-07-13 06:37 pm (UTC)(Oh, lord. I think I broke my brain on that one.)
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Date: 2006-07-13 09:26 pm (UTC)"Why do I never see these things coming, " John thought frantically as he felt the telltale tingle of the ancient converter beam transforming his body into yet another alien form, hoping that this time he wouldn't be covered in fur as he remembered when he and Rodney had temporarily become cute fluffy bunnies that the nurses, both male and female, couldn't seem to stop petting, not that he minded being petted but Rodney had complained for a week that if he was going to be turned into something fuzzy why couldn't he at least be a cat, but the bunnies were nothing compared to the time when he'd been turned into a panda bear and couldn't stop craving the Pegasus version of bamboo for weeks after he'd returned to human form or the occasion he'd become a cross between an eagle and a hawk that was the color of a canary but the flying had been cool and some days he still missed that but, of course, of all the things the glowing devices had turned him into over the years this was by far the worst, eclipsing the time when their entire team had been turned into a pack of ravenous ligers (Ford's disastrous attempt to name the lion/tiger hybrid), the two weeks spent as drooling dragons, or the memorable occasion when he and Rodney had morphed into penguins, the chance to have sex in public almost being worth the teasing that followed for a month after, but even more annoyingly Rodney still hadn't let up about the time John had become a pseudo chia pet, jokes about his hair apparently never got old (neither did the Kirk jokes come to think of it and those were even more annoying) but even that experience paled in comparison to becoming an inanimate object, there really wasn't anything in the universe like discovering you'd been turned into a pumpkin just after the Daedalus had arrived with a barrel of whipped cream and it being near Thanksgiving back on Earth, the combination of factors being a much more dangerous fate than being a pumpkin sounded like at first blush, but all in all John supposed he should be grateful he'd never been turned into a quivering pile of lemon jello or a flying spaghetti monster, but it was the Pegasus Galaxy and therefore most probably only a matter of time before that happened, but he put off worrying about the future in favor of wishing with all his might that Rodney could fix this quickly because being a one-eyed, one-horned, flying purple people eater really, really sucked.
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