Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[poundpuppy29]

[ShipperWriter]

No, John, the walls are made of glass and I don't have curtains.
What about the balcony?
Rodney had Major Lorne install security cameras.
So we're back to square one. Closets.

That's all my mind has to offer at the moment. Work sucked today. Need to take a nap and recuperate!

Be back later. *passes out*

[Southern Red]

Elizabeth: Am I imagining things or are his ears getting even more pointed?
John: Why is she looking at me like that?

[Falcon Horus]

Elizabeth: Am I imagining things or are his ears getting even more pointed?
John: Why is she looking at me like that?

Elizabeth: Live long and prosper!

John:

[Scary Kitty]

Good afternoon, Sparkies! Happy Pretty Friday!

After sleeping like a log last night (and sleeping in this morning... ahhhh), I'm BACK!

Sheppard: What's your cup size Elizabeth?

Weir: Standard issue i imagine. I got this one from the kitchen

Sheppard: Boobs, Elizabeth. I was talking about your boobs

I don't know if she was any good at checkers, but I'm sure they'd try to find out

Idea for a sequel fic: Strip Checkers.

I agree with those who said the sex-in-closets scenario was unrealistic. I think we all knew that and never really took it seriously, but it was fun to play around with. The bit of fanon I liked even less was sex on the balcony. I mean, come on, they wouldn't do that. I never much like the OMG!Sex! bits of fics. I like it to happen naturally with more romance than porno movie. Not that I've ever seen one of those. And yes, I am aware of my couple of smut fics.

Yeah, I've always viewed the closet!sex fics as purely crack and never took them seriously.

Elizabeth: Am I imagining things or are his ears getting even more pointed?
John: Why is she looking at me like that?

Elizabeth: Live long and prosper!

John:

OMG. And now we know the REAL reason why John always manages to survive whumpage and manages to outgenius Rodney... he's part Vulcan! *dies laughing*

[ShipperWriter]

Finally lucid again. Time to catch up on the posts!

Weir: What? Kate changed her hair again? They only allow a limited amount of beauty products through the gate - how will I keep up? At this rate I'm gonna have to borrow Ronon's wig!

Sheppard: Please don't. Fanfic would explode if that happened Elizabeth

Again. Mental imagery. Scary.

On paper, the BAMSR scene works well. It's just the way Mitch plays it. I've seen him do it in other shows too, and it can be a bit freaky. There's an unintentional vibe that he seems to give off when he's playing "lets be friends"

Unintentional vibes have no place in the Stargate univere. Oh wait ...

That made me feel....unintentionally (I assume) sad

Am I alone in thinking she is a little bit crazy? Better Than Revenge is a little bit creepy. Just saying.

I'm sorry ... It makes me laughy and giggly. Maybe I'm on better drugs.

And TS isn't "crazy" ... that song was written as more of a laugh at her own expense. And they needed to vary the music on the album, so it sounds more grunge than her regular stuff. However, that song is also my little sister's favorite. I dunno why ... maybe it's because of the slutty ex-girlfriend of her boyfriend and what a loser she was

Shep: I'll go to any lengths to stop McKeller!!!

...

Sheppard: What's your cup size Elizabeth?

Weir: Standard issue i imagine. I got this one from the kitchen

Sheppard: Boobs, Elizabeth. I was talking about your boobs

Oh geez ... I can never watch that scene the same way anymore ...

I don't know if she was any good at checkers, but I'm sure they'd try to find out

Love is....when you cut one, and your significant notices but chooses not to say anything

*snorts*

I've never watched B5, so that bit went over my head. I also don't buy the sex in closets thing, which is why I don't like fics when they do it, but carry on as normal afterwards. Sometimes I wonder if that's why they dumped Weir in s4 - a **** or get off the pot scenario. Maybe they noticed the 'chemistry' and figured they didn't want to do anything with it, so decided to kill Weir off. Or not.

Yep. Leave the leading man a hopeless romantic. Then bring in a hot, sexy female alien lead after five episodes. WTH were you thinking?!?!?! *shakes fist*

Nice to meet ya Everyone's different with sparky. I noticed 'something' in s1, but didn't actively ship them until later. That said, I got a special shipper satisfaction from The Eye

I think I shipped them the first moment I saw them on screen. Of course, that could've been because I read CommandDynamics like the Bible shortly beforehand ...

I agree with those who said the sex-in-closets scenario was unrealistic. I think we all knew that and never really took it seriously, but it was fun to play around with. The bit of fanon I liked even less was sex on the balcony. I mean, come on, they wouldn't do that. I never much like the OMG!Sex! bits of fics. I like it to happen naturally with more romance than porno movie. Not that I've ever seen one of those. And yes, I am aware of my couple of smut fics.

You posted disclaimers. You're safe.

Grandma Lemming ... ... I did not know this. Shame on me!

And well, insulting had become quite part of the back-and-forth-game. In hindsight having been featured on JM's blog in the same sentence as GW user G.o.d (if you know his rep - you might wonder what I was doing there) in not the most friendly of ways... yeah, we played it rough!

...

Never too late to join the Lemming forces. We had some mad fun.

It's from those days that I Lemming-ized the cast images of Atlantis. But can't post them here cause manips aren't allowed. PM me if you like to see them.

*cackles* Oh this, I wanna see!

In plain sight?!? On the friggin' balcony on the main tower....

Well, not exactly in plain sight. It's usually night and they go around the corner or huddle under a blanket...or some such. LOL

*shakes head* And considering that John and Lizzeh were not the only ones who knew about the balcony, the odds were high that they would've gotten caught. Perhaps that risk factor is the reason so many fic writers like to set it there.

Me? I'm all for the twin beds or the showers.

*fic bunnies slap SW*

Sorry. Distracted. Continue.

Elizabeth: Am I imagining things or are his ears getting even more pointed?
John: Why is she looking at me like that?

Elizabeth: Live long and prosper!

John:

OMG. And now we know the REAL reason why John always manages to survive whumpage and manages to outgenius Rodney... he's part Vulcan! *dies laughing*

The next greatest crossover fic between Star Trek and Stargate! *falls over laughing*

I was watching a commentary, I think it was the one for "Conversion", where JoeF, DavidH, and MartyG are doing it, and someone makes a comment about Joe's ears, calling them elf-like or something to that effect. Apparently, they know of a fan who adamantly believes he's a real elf. *shakes head*

After sleeping like a log last night (and sleeping in this morning... ahhhh), I'm BACK!

Idea for a sequel fic: Strip Checkers.

*seconds motion*

Wish I had a day to sleep in. Uber jealous.

Anyhoodle, got some studying to do, and fic writing to finish ...

*lurk*

[Southern Red]

Here's another one:

Elizabeth: John, how much longer is this going to go on?
John: But...but...you sank my battleship.

[ShipperWriter]

Here's another one:

Elizabeth: John, how much longer is this going to go on?
John: But...but...you sank my battleship.

Perfect! I think that one takes teh cake!!!

[ShipperWriter]

This isn't fair, Elizabeth!
Now John, you agreed to be a fair sport about this. If Ronan's willing to play a Klingon, you can be a Vulcan.
Remind me again why you agreed to Rodney's idea about having a "Star Trek" skit during talent night?
And one other thing: you're going to have to straighten your hair.
NOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ShipperWriter]

So this is part of the dream I had earlier. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this, but it definitely happens during the timeframe of SGARising, as Atlantis is back in Pegasus. If anybody wants to get technical *smirk* I'm not ripping off the premise -- just running with the plotline we were promised for a movie.

Spoiler:

Her world slowly drifted back into focus as her eyes opened. Instead of the earth toned walls of the hut she had fallen asleep in last night, however, she found herself surrounded with solid metal walls and all too familiar surroundings. The feeling of security that she should have been feeling was quickly shattered by panic.

She blinked rapidly, then glanced down at her body as she lay in the bed. A white sheet covered her clothed form, her former traveling garb having been replaced by a standard black T shirt and black pants. Well, standard for this place. It hadn’t been her standard for a very long time.

Slowly, she sat up in the medical bed. The walls around her, plus the elevated windows on her left, told her that she was in one of the medical isolation labs. She shuddered, remembering the last time that she was in here, recalling the outcome. Little did she know at the time how much effect that would have on her life.

The past two years had not passed in the way she would have expected.

The doors slid open. She caught sight of two security guards standing outside, holding stunners, before the young doctor walked in.

Nervously, she draped her legs over the side of the bed as the doctor halted about ten feet away from her.

The blonde doctor smiled at her, trying unsuccessfully to exude confidence. At the moment, it was the last thing she needed. “How are you feeling?”

She cocked her head, a fleeting look of confusion passing over her face. “All right, I guess.”

A look of sympathy passed between the two women before the doctor consulted her tablet again. “Well, the blood results are back. And they’re conclusive. You are who you say you are.”

The woman nodded slowly from her position on the bed. “You’re positive?” she asked, not so much for her own concerns, but to see if the doctor truly believed it herself.

Judging from the more comforting smile she saw, the doctor did. “Yes. Welcome home, Elizabeth.”

As she hesitantly stood on the cold floor, Elizabeth Weir nodded back at Jennifer Keller. She knew the test results would conclusively prove her identity, but the other part of Jennifer’s sentence was a lie.

Atlantis wasn’t home anymore.

It hadn’t been home for a very long time.

[mandogater]

So this is part of the dream I had earlier. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this, but it definitely happens during the timeframe of SGARising, as Atlantis is back in Pegasus. If anybody wants to get technical *smirk* I'm not ripping off the premise -- just running with the plotline we were promised for a movie.

Spoiler:

Her world slowly drifted back into focus as her eyes opened. Instead of the earth toned walls of the hut she had fallen asleep in last night, however, she found herself surrounded with solid metal walls and all too familiar surroundings. The feeling of security that she should have been feeling was quickly shattered by panic.

She blinked rapidly, then glanced down at her body as she lay in the bed. A white sheet covered her clothed form, her former traveling garb having been replaced by a standard black T shirt and black pants. Well, standard for this place. It hadn’t been her standard for a very long time.

Slowly, she sat up in the medical bed. The walls around her, plus the elevated windows on her left, told her that she was in one of the medical isolation labs. She shuddered, remembering the last time that she was in here, recalling the outcome. Little did she know at the time how much effect that would have on her life.

The past two years had not passed in the way she would have expected.

The doors slid open. She caught sight of two security guards standing outside, holding stunners, before the young doctor walked in.

Nervously, she draped her legs over the side of the bed as the doctor halted about ten feet away from her.

The blonde doctor smiled at her, trying unsuccessfully to exude confidence. At the moment, it was the last thing she needed. “How are you feeling?”

She cocked her head, a fleeting look of confusion passing over her face. “All right, I guess.”

A look of sympathy passed between the two women before the doctor consulted her tablet again. “Well, the blood results are back. And they’re conclusive. You are who you say you are.”

The woman nodded slowly from her position on the bed. “You’re positive?” she asked, not so much for her own concerns, but to see if the doctor truly believed it herself.

Judging from the more comforting smile she saw, the doctor did. “Yes. Welcome home, Elizabeth.”

As she hesitantly stood on the cold floor, Elizabeth Weir nodded back at Jennifer Keller. She knew the test results would conclusively prove her identity, but the other part of Jennifer’s sentence was a lie.

Atlantis wasn’t home anymore.

It hadn’t been home for a very long time.

Interesting. I'd like to see where you end up going with this one.

[gateraid]

I agree with those who said the sex-in-closets scenario was unrealistic. I think we all knew that and never really took it seriously, but it was fun to play around with. The bit of fanon I liked even less was sex on the balcony. I mean, come on, they wouldn't do that. I never much like the OMG!Sex! bits of fics. I like it to happen naturally with more romance than porno movie. Not that I've ever seen one of those. And yes, I am aware of my couple of smut fics.

The main problem I have with it (and fanfic in general, although I do like to read it) is that it diverges from canon. It makes everything from that point onwards false. The only show I've seen (I have a limited selection, there are bound to have been others) that did 'extra' scenes well was BSG - with The Plan & Razor.

Grandma Lemming ... ... I did not know this. Shame on me!

And well, insulting had become quite part of the back-and-forth-game. In hindsight having been featured on JM's blog in the same sentence as GW user G.o.d (if you know his rep - you might wonder what I was doing there) in not the most friendly of ways... yeah, we played it rough!

I can't really remember G.o.d all that well, aside from a gif on the anti thread that caused about two pages worth of moderation. It was pretty funny though

LOL - Elizabeth with Ronon's wig... *snort*

His actual hair probably wouldn't look so bad, but that wig

Heightmeyer's Lemming: Please do!

It's probably been written. It's no stranger than the Meredith McKay/John Sheppard ones (where Rodney is a woman, Sam is a man)

Never too late to join the Lemming forces. We had some mad fun.

I was in there earlier. Some of those lemming images are pretty damned funny!

Well, not exactly in plain sight. It's usually night and they go around the corner or huddle under a blanket...or some such. LOL

And John mentally locks the door....which we don't know if that is possible. Note I thought him locking the door with his mind was more unlikely than the idea of them having brazen sex on the balcony. Messed up.

My effort:

Weir: I told chef to take the beans off the menu from now on

Sheppard: But I love beans

Weir: They don't love you, trust me.

Sheppard: I bet if I threatened chef a little, he'd let me have some

Weir: One, I still outrank you on this. And two, if he lets you have some, then I wont let you have some

Sheppard: Spoilsport

No, John, the walls are made of glass and I don't have curtains.
What about the balcony?
Rodney had Major Lorne install security cameras.
So we're back to square one. Closets.

That's all my mind has to offer at the moment. Work sucked today. Need to take a nap and recuperate!

Be back later. *passes out*

Closets. The classics always work

Elizabeth: Live long and prosper!

John:

Idea for a sequel fic: Strip Checkers.

Puts a whole different spin on the chess game in The Game. Not the bit where he was playing it with Rodney, the bit where she came over to see what was going on.

Again. Mental imagery. Scary.

Not the strangest thing I've read in fanfic

I'm sorry ... It makes me laughy and giggly. Maybe I'm on better drugs.

I looked at as a 'what if' scenario, so that's why it made me sad

And TS isn't "crazy" ... that song was written as more of a laugh at her own expense. And they needed to vary the music on the album, so it sounds more grunge than her regular stuff. However, that song is also my little sister's favorite. I dunno why ... maybe it's because of the slutty ex-girlfriend of her boyfriend and what a loser she was

I can only attest to the songs I've heard, which would only be a fraction of the ones she's released. The earlier stuff is okay (some of it I even like) but the later stuff makes her seem....like that girl that got dumped because she's too clingy and wont take no for an answer. And then dedicates herself to taking down the new girl, even though it's obvious that she and her ex were not suited.

Here's another one:

Elizabeth: John, how much longer is this going to go on?
John: But...but...you sank my battleship.

Elizabeth: What can I do to make you get over this?
John: Kiss it better
Elizabeth: Huh? Oh....a euphamism. That won't be happening.

So this is part of the dream I had earlier. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this, but it definitely happens during the timeframe of SGARising, as Atlantis is back in Pegasus. If anybody wants to get technical *smirk* I'm not ripping off the premise -- just running with the plotline we were promised for a movie.

Spoiler:

Her world slowly drifted back into focus as her eyes opened. Instead of the earth toned walls of the hut she had fallen asleep in last night, however, she found herself surrounded with solid metal walls and all too familiar surroundings. The feeling of security that she should have been feeling was quickly shattered by panic.

She blinked rapidly, then glanced down at her body as she lay in the bed. A white sheet covered her clothed form, her former traveling garb having been replaced by a standard black T shirt and black pants. Well, standard for this place. It hadn’t been her standard for a very long time.

Slowly, she sat up in the medical bed. The walls around her, plus the elevated windows on her left, told her that she was in one of the medical isolation labs. She shuddered, remembering the last time that she was in here, recalling the outcome. Little did she know at the time how much effect that would have on her life.

The past two years had not passed in the way she would have expected.

The doors slid open. She caught sight of two security guards standing outside, holding stunners, before the young doctor walked in.

Nervously, she draped her legs over the side of the bed as the doctor halted about ten feet away from her.

The blonde doctor smiled at her, trying unsuccessfully to exude confidence. At the moment, it was the last thing she needed. “How are you feeling?”

She cocked her head, a fleeting look of confusion passing over her face. “All right, I guess.”

A look of sympathy passed between the two women before the doctor consulted her tablet again. “Well, the blood results are back. And they’re conclusive. You are who you say you are.”

The woman nodded slowly from her position on the bed. “You’re positive?” she asked, not so much for her own concerns, but to see if the doctor truly believed it herself.

Judging from the more comforting smile she saw, the doctor did. “Yes. Welcome home, Elizabeth.”

As she hesitantly stood on the cold floor, Elizabeth Weir nodded back at Jennifer Keller. She knew the test results would conclusively prove her identity, but the other part of Jennifer’s sentence was a lie.

Atlantis wasn’t home anymore.

It hadn’t been home for a very long time.

Interesting premise. There's enough variation away from AR IMO. I'm trying to find two bits of fic (they were from the same fic, but different chapters) that were the start of one of my longer ones that were on my old computer (now defunct). I know I posted them on this thread, but... Lost forever, most likely

[Brie]

This has probably been mentioned before but it was something I was thinking about what I re-watched season 4 (and 5), and that is how different many of the characters were in them compare to who they were in season 1-3, I mean take the whole “We don’t leave people in the hands of the enemy” – mantra that they had going on for 3 season and then they suddenly changed that, I always wondered what they were trying to say with that and the remaining characters, and it wasn’t just in Elizabeth’s case but also when Teyla was taken by Michael, it was pretty much the same attitude, the “well, if we find her we will and if we don’t, well…”, I know it was a bit like that with Ford as well but somehow it felt a bit different, maybe because Ford made a choice to leave and he didn’t seem to want to return, I dunno, I also never understood why they did remove Elizabeth, was it because they didn’t know where to go with the character? Well that would have been arranged, well, it might have taken some imagination but it’s not impossible, one example they could have killed the original Weir and then maybe have them meet a Weir from an alternative reality, a Weir that was pretty different from theirs but whose own universe had been destroyed and she was trapped with them, or maybe they could have done like they did with Fred in “Angel”, where the character was possessed by a demon who killed the original Fred and took over her body, it was still the same actress but she got to play two different characters. It sad that they couldn’t come up with something interesting to do, especially since they had such a great actress to work with, they really screwed that one up, it was also weird that they removed Weir but kept Teyla, Ronan, Sam, Jennifer and Richard yet they weren’t even in every episode (now I don’t mind those characters and the actors who played them, that’s not it all all), the whole thing was just weird, and yeah, I know some of them had new born/toddlers/kids at home and I can imagine that they didn’t mind getting to spend time at home with them however Joe and David also have kids and they were in every episode, even if it was pretty weird at times, like John in ‘Trio’ and ‘Brainstorm’ and David in ‘Whispers’, you know just being there to say a line or two at the beginning and/or the end of the episode. Oh well, you can’t really do anything about it now, but yeah, it’s something that has been on my mind for a while.

[Southern Red]

So this is part of the dream I had earlier. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this, but it definitely happens during the timeframe of SGARising, as Atlantis is back in Pegasus. If anybody wants to get technical *smirk* I'm not ripping off the premise -- just running with the plotline we were promised for a movie.

Spoiler:

Her world slowly drifted back into focus as her eyes opened. Instead of the earth toned walls of the hut she had fallen asleep in last night, however, she found herself surrounded with solid metal walls and all too familiar surroundings. The feeling of security that she should have been feeling was quickly shattered by panic.

She blinked rapidly, then glanced down at her body as she lay in the bed. A white sheet covered her clothed form, her former traveling garb having been replaced by a standard black T shirt and black pants. Well, standard for this place. It hadn’t been her standard for a very long time.

Slowly, she sat up in the medical bed. The walls around her, plus the elevated windows on her left, told her that she was in one of the medical isolation labs. She shuddered, remembering the last time that she was in here, recalling the outcome. Little did she know at the time how much effect that would have on her life.

The past two years had not passed in the way she would have expected.

The doors slid open. She caught sight of two security guards standing outside, holding stunners, before the young doctor walked in.

Nervously, she draped her legs over the side of the bed as the doctor halted about ten feet away from her.

The blonde doctor smiled at her, trying unsuccessfully to exude confidence. At the moment, it was the last thing she needed. “How are you feeling?”

She cocked her head, a fleeting look of confusion passing over her face. “All right, I guess.”

A look of sympathy passed between the two women before the doctor consulted her tablet again. “Well, the blood results are back. And they’re conclusive. You are who you say you are.”

The woman nodded slowly from her position on the bed. “You’re positive?” she asked, not so much for her own concerns, but to see if the doctor truly believed it herself.

Judging from the more comforting smile she saw, the doctor did. “Yes. Welcome home, Elizabeth.”

As she hesitantly stood on the cold floor, Elizabeth Weir nodded back at Jennifer Keller. She knew the test results would conclusively prove her identity, but the other part of Jennifer’s sentence was a lie.

Atlantis wasn’t home anymore.

It hadn’t been home for a very long time.

Could this be our first SGA-R fanfic? *flails* We welcome all adaptations, departures from our canon and other fic ideas.

All the talk about Taylor Swift has forced me to give what is probably an unpopular opinion. The only song of hers I can listen to is "Back to December." For some reason her voice is like a nail through my head. Maybe it's my ole timey country prejudice kicking in. These new kids just don't sound country enough to me.

[Southern Red]

This has probably been mentioned before but it was something I was thinking about what I re-watched season 4 (and 5), and that is how different many of the characters were in them compare to who they were in season 1-3, I mean take the whole “We don’t leave people in the hands of the enemy” – mantra that they had going on for 3 season and then they suddenly changed that, I always wondered what they were trying to say with that and the remaining characters, and it wasn’t just in Elizabeth’s case but also when Teyla was taken by Michael, it was pretty much the same attitude, the “well, if we find her we will and if we don’t, well…”, I know it was a bit like that with Ford as well but somehow it felt a bit different, maybe because Ford made a choice to leave and he didn’t seem to want to return, I dunno, I also never understood why they did remove Elizabeth, was it because they didn’t know where to go with the character? Well that would have been arranged, well, it might have taken some imagination but it’s not impossible, one example they could have killed the original Weir and then maybe have them meet a Weir from an alternative reality, a Weir that was pretty different from theirs but whose own universe had been destroyed and she was trapped with them, or maybe they could have done like they did with Fred in “Angel”, where the character was possessed by a demon who killed the original Fred and took over her body, it was still the same actress but she got to play two different characters. It sad that they couldn’t come up with something interesting to do, especially since they had such a great actress to work with, they really screwed that one up, it was also weird that they removed Weir but kept Teyla, Ronan, Sam, Jennifer and Richard yet they weren’t even in every episode (now I don’t mind those characters and the actors who played them, that’s not it all all), the whole thing was just weird, and yeah, I know some of them had new born/toddlers/kids at home and I can imagine that they didn’t mind getting to spend time at home with them however Joe and David also have kids and they were in every episode, even if it was pretty weird at times, like John in ‘Trio’ and ‘Brainstorm’ and David in ‘Whispers’, you know just being there to say a line or two at the beginning and/or the end of the episode. Oh well, you can’t really do anything about it now, but yeah, it’s something that has been on my mind for a while.

Some of what you are wondering about can be covered by actor contracts. Joe and David probably had contracts that said they would be in every episode, so they stuck them in wherever they could. And again, the contracts were negotiated before most of them had the wee babies. Paternity leave in acting doesn't work like in the real world. I'm sure Rachel didn't want to take any more time off than necessary due to being afraid of losing her job. An actor doesn't want the producers or the audience to realize the show can go on without them.

Seasons 4-5 had different showrunners, so that can explain some of the differences. Joe Mallozzi and Paul Mullie took over when Robert Cooper and Brad Wright stepped back and had less to do with the show. Though, we now know that they stepped in where necessary and kept things from going totally off the rails. Mallozzi's well publicized feud with Flanigan probably had a lot to do with the changes in Sheppard and the lack of focus on him as the lead. A feud that JF claims he doesn't know anything about, BTW.

I think they did say they didn't know in what direction to take the Weir character. But that's largely something that's commonly said when they don't want to tell you the real answer. It's like when an actor or politician quits to "spend more time with their family", not necessarily the real reason. Lord knows they got enough feedback on what they could do with her and what the fans wanted to see. So why they didn't listen is a mystery. This much time after the fact, it's useless to speculate but it's looking more and more like the plan was to replace her with Amanda Tapping. They didn't expect her to quit after one year.

I didn't really see any equivocating on finding Teyla. I thought they were determined to find her no matter what. Carter certainly allowed more leeway than she did in rescuing Elizabeth.