Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[mandogater]

Thanks everyone

And Mandogater it's not talent, it's luck..... 90% of what I make isn't fit to be viewed by human eyes, occasionally something works well enough to pass as art!

You're welcome.

I'll take your word for it, Madness reigns. Everything you have shared here is 1,000% better than anything I could ever hope to create.

[mandogater]

Ehhh like her better as Kaylee anyway

Same here.

[JT-2]

Ok, one more post before I try to go to sleep. (I have to wake up at 3:45 in the morning - )

I think I've got everything ready. I even bought a little notebook in case something really interesting is said so I can write it down. My memory has gone to crap.

My Sparky picture came out well from Walgreens. So maybe Irish Eyes can use my Joe and Torri pics. Those came out even better. Holy smokes, the hotness level almost burns the paper.

Thanks for all the advice and good wishes everyone! I'll tweet some updates. Some of the folks here are on my Twitter. If I say anything interesting they're more than welcome to share it here.

Don't burn down the thread while we're gone!!

Yeah right. You will anyway. We already have 103 lurkers. Hi lurkers! Goodnight lurkers!

[TheLadyMore]

Ok, one more post before I try to go to sleep. (I have to wake up at 3:45 in the morning - )

I think I've got everything ready. I even bought a little notebook in case something really interesting is said so I can write it down. My memory has gone to crap.

My Sparky picture came out well from Walgreens. So maybe Irish Eyes can use my Joe and Torri pics. Those came out even better. Holy smokes, the hotness level almost burns the paper.

Thanks for all the advice and good wishes everyone! I'll tweet some updates. Some of the folks here are on my Twitter. If I say anything interesting they're more than welcome to share it here.

Don't burn down the thread while we're gone!!

Yeah right. You will anyway. We already have 103 lurkers. Hi lurkers! Goodnight lurkers!

Joe and Torri are both flawless its unbelievable.

It makes me jealous of the both of them when I write Sparky fics. John for having her and Elizabeth having him!

[Irish Eyes]

Ok, one more post before I try to go to sleep. (I have to wake up at 3:45 in the morning - )

I think I've got everything ready. I even bought a little notebook in case something really interesting is said so I can write it down. My memory has gone to crap.

My Sparky picture came out well from Walgreens. So maybe Irish Eyes can use my Joe and Torri pics. Those came out even better. Holy smokes, the hotness level almost burns the paper.

Thanks for all the advice and good wishes everyone! I'll tweet some updates. Some of the folks here are on my Twitter. If I say anything interesting they're more than welcome to share it here.

Don't burn down the thread while we're gone!!

Yeah right. You will anyway. We already have 103 lurkers. Hi lurkers! Goodnight lurkers!

I hope you get some sleep JT! I get to keep my regular schedule, but not sure I'll sleep much at all! Too excited and nervous. (I also have a notebook. LOL)

I have to repeat JT and say thank you to everyone. Love the support and advice. Sparkies are the best!

Oh, I told my boss not to burn down the office while I'm gone. Heh

Right now I'm finishing my packing and watching SGA. Last night I got through The Storm/The Eye and right now I'm watching Echoes. Time for one more, what should it be? Hmmmmmm

[Southern Red]

Ok, one more post before I try to go to sleep. (I have to wake up at 3:45 in the morning - )

I think I've got everything ready. I even bought a little notebook in case something really interesting is said so I can write it down. My memory has gone to crap.

My Sparky picture came out well from Walgreens. So maybe Irish Eyes can use my Joe and Torri pics. Those came out even better. Holy smokes, the hotness level almost burns the paper.

Thanks for all the advice and good wishes everyone! I'll tweet some updates. Some of the folks here are on my Twitter. If I say anything interesting they're more than welcome to share it here.

Don't burn down the thread while we're gone!!

Yeah right. You will anyway. We already have 103 lurkers. Hi lurkers! Goodnight lurkers!

I hope you get some sleep JT! I get to keep my regular schedule, but not sure I'll sleep much at all! Too excited and nervous. (I also have a notebook. LOL)

I have to repeat JT and say thank you to everyone. Love the support and advice. Sparkies are the best!

Oh, I told my boss not to burn down the office while I'm gone. Heh

Right now I'm finishing my packing and watching SGA. Last night I got through The Storm/The Eye and right now I'm watching Echoes. Time for one more, what should it be? Hmmmmmm

I took notes also and the people around me were helping. LOL

I'll be thinking about you guys all weekend.

[pkprd869]

Trying to pack but Elvis movie marathon in HD is so distracting! Like JT and Irish said, thanks for the help. Since I don't have twitter or a fancy smart phone I'll be quiet for a bit; on the interweb anyways. Oh, there's my Sox shirt *puts in bag*

[Erin87]

OMG, I just saw that Joe and Torri are going to be signing autographs on Sat night AT THE SAME TIME. SO YOU WILL GET TO SEE THEM TOGETHER. Hopefully they are at the same table. And you won't have to wait until Sunday to see him. Don't get more nervous now.

I got a really nice pic of MS there. He draws a little face. Tee hee.

Erin, great work. You've been inspired.

this this is beautiful!

Thanks very much guys! A lot of work went into that comic, and the end result makes me very happy. It sounds silly, but I felt like I owed it to the characters in some way.

[Southern Red]

Trying to pack but Elvis movie marathon in HD is so distracting! Like JT and Irish said, thanks for the help. Since I don't have twitter or a fancy smart phone I'll be quiet for a bit; on the interweb anyways. Oh, there's my Sox shirt *puts in bag*

There is a business center on the main floor of the hotel to the left of reception. It wasn't very busy when I was there.

I can't believe you guys are on the way. I'll be gone for large chunks of the weekend but will check back in when I can to see if we've heard from you. Have the best time of your life.

[Scary Kitty]

Good morning, Sparkies! Happy Pretty Friday!

JT-2, Irish Eyes and pk, have good trips and enjoy the con!

[Brie]

Hello everyone!

Since I don’t have anyone’s twitter I do hope that someone who does bring over the info here (or if you tell us about it once you get back home) but either way hopefully it will be a good weekend for everyone (con goers and non con goers alike).


Erin87 – Great choice of song, I love Jason Martz, his voice is amazing and his songs are all great.
And I also have to say how much I loved comic you made, it was incredible and one can so picture them actually doing it which makes the whole thing even better.

[Eri13]

I was going to give a whole long explanation, but instead I'll just say: Because I love them, and because they deserve it.

Awww...that's so pretty! And it inspires me to share this.

Spoiler:

He looked over at her covertly as she returned her gaze to the ocean, her expression steady and firm. She looked the same, sounded the same, as she had just a few days before Ellis had arrived on Atlantis and upended the world. Three years ago for him, just days for her.

He crossed his arms. “I’ll need more details from Rodney.”

“Of course.”

“And I’ll probably want an escort for you, at least until I can understand how all this works.”

“I think that’s more than reasonable.”

“And apparently I need to have a nice long talk with General O’Neill about who’s in charge of security on Atlantis. Again.”

Lightning flashed, this time so close it lit up the sky like daybreak. Her seriousness melted away into an expression of humor. It piqued his curiosity, wondering what could make her smile, given the circumstances. “What’s so funny?”

She leaned forward on the rail. “Do you remember when Rodney and Zelenka figured out how to power the shield generator the first year, during that storm? From the lightning? They came up and reported it to me doing this Abbott and Costello routine. I remember thinking while they were speaking that whatever crazy idea they had, it was going to work, because they were so in sync with one another. Like there was power in their force to get things done.”

“There typically was.” He leaned down next to her. “Though I don’t seem to remember anything particularly funny about that storm.”

Her smile faded, and she glanced down at her hands. “No, I don’t suppose you would. Though you did manage to joke about it after.”

“Did I?”

She glanced over at him, raising an eyebrow. “You asked for vacation twenty years in advance.”

Had he? That had been so long ago. There was a vague memory of it. He grinned a bit.

When he looked back over, he found her studying him. It made him feel a bit like a lab rat, or one of McKay’s experiments. He straightened, and shoved his hands in his pockets. She followed suit, and they stood there in silence a moment. It didn’t feel quite right, and yet, in a way, it did.

The storm was drawing closer, making for a nice electrical show. The contrast of the light and dark cast shadows across her face and the green of her shirt, which he suddenly noticed. Expedition style, a plain uniform shirt and gray pants.

“What’s with the new getup?”

She turned. “Oh. Woolsey’s idea. Apparently he’s been planning this—” gesturing to her watch again—“for days. According to him the reason the IOA approved the initiative was because of an argument he made about my ‘importance’ to the city.” She tilted her head back with a small smile. “Honestly, I think his motivation was partly to do with everything I own conflicting with his wardrobe. In any case, he decided to designate a new expedition position. I am the first official diplomatic representative of the Atlantis expedition.”

“Diplomatic…representative?”

“Basically, I think I’m a tour guide,” she said, her voice tinged with humor. “When dignitaries come to the city, I get to show them around. Richard has argued it’s a doorway to getting me to work with the other members of the Pegasus Coalition, and eventually go out and work on alliances with surrounding planets in a diplomatic capacity, but General O’Neill wants it one step at a time. That means I’m city-bound for a while. No use risking things,” she rattled the watch on her wrist a bit. “I imagine I’ll get to research quite a lot on the origins of Pegasus, working with the database, helping Richard out here and there—light housekeeping.”

“There’s no such thing around here.”

“True.”

The waves crashing against the city had risen higher now, and she leaned over the railing a little, trying to see them. He had an itchy feeling in his fingers to grasp the back of that nice new green shirt and yank her back.

“Do you mind?” He muttered. She looked back, straightening.

“What?”

He gestured with his hand, waving her back. She raised an eyebrow once more, crossing her arms the way she always had, one hand wrapped around her elbow. “What, you’re suddenly afraid of heights now? You?”

“No,” he shot back. “I would just rather not be hanging over a steel railing trying to pull your a…you…up with a rather powerful lightning storm on the way.”

Her eyebrow arched up further.

“Can we just not take any unnecessary risks at the moment? For maybe ten minutes or so?”

She pursed her lips together. “I think I need to speak to Rodney.”

“Rodney? Why Rodney?”

“Because the day you lecture me about not taking unnecessary risks is the day I start to question reality again.”

Not quite blue, but I'm going for more blue-green than green-green. This is a snippety-snippet of...something...and the watch you're going to have to wait for more explanation on. But I thought the drawing by Erin was weirdly coincidental.

Have fun at the Con, con-goers!

[mandogater]

Awww...that's so pretty! And it inspires me to share this.

Spoiler:

He looked over at her covertly as she returned her gaze to the ocean, her expression steady and firm. She looked the same, sounded the same, as she had just a few days before Ellis had arrived on Atlantis and upended the world. Three years ago for him, just days for her.

He crossed his arms. “I’ll need more details from Rodney.”

“Of course.”

“And I’ll probably want an escort for you, at least until I can understand how all this works.”

“I think that’s more than reasonable.”

“And apparently I need to have a nice long talk with General O’Neill about who’s in charge of security on Atlantis. Again.”

Lightning flashed, this time so close it lit up the sky like daybreak. Her seriousness melted away into an expression of humor. It piqued his curiosity, wondering what could make her smile, given the circumstances. “What’s so funny?”

She leaned forward on the rail. “Do you remember when Rodney and Zelenka figured out how to power the shield generator the first year, during that storm? From the lightning? They came up and reported it to me doing this Abbott and Costello routine. I remember thinking while they were speaking that whatever crazy idea they had, it was going to work, because they were so in sync with one another. Like there was power in their force to get things done.”

“There typically was.” He leaned down next to her. “Though I don’t seem to remember anything particularly funny about that storm.”

Her smile faded, and she glanced down at her hands. “No, I don’t suppose you would. Though you did manage to joke about it after.”

“Did I?”

She glanced over at him, raising an eyebrow. “You asked for vacation twenty years in advance.”

Had he? That had been so long ago. There was a vague memory of it. He grinned a bit.

When he looked back over, he found her studying him. It made him feel a bit like a lab rat, or one of McKay’s experiments. He straightened, and shoved his hands in his pockets. She followed suit, and they stood there in silence a moment. It didn’t feel quite right, and yet, in a way, it did.

The storm was drawing closer, making for a nice electrical show. The contrast of the light and dark cast shadows across her face and the green of her shirt, which he suddenly noticed. Expedition style, a plain uniform shirt and gray pants.

“What’s with the new getup?”

She turned. “Oh. Woolsey’s idea. Apparently he’s been planning this—” gesturing to her watch again—“for days. According to him the reason the IOA approved the initiative was because of an argument he made about my ‘importance’ to the city.” She tilted her head back with a small smile. “Honestly, I think his motivation was partly to do with everything I own conflicting with his wardrobe. In any case, he decided to designate a new expedition position. I am the first official diplomatic representative of the Atlantis expedition.”

“Diplomatic…representative?”

“Basically, I think I’m a tour guide,” she said, her voice tinged with humor. “When dignitaries come to the city, I get to show them around. Richard has argued it’s a doorway to getting me to work with the other members of the Pegasus Coalition, and eventually go out and work on alliances with surrounding planets in a diplomatic capacity, but General O’Neill wants it one step at a time. That means I’m city-bound for a while. No use risking things,” she rattled the watch on her wrist a bit. “I imagine I’ll get to research quite a lot on the origins of Pegasus, working with the database, helping Richard out here and there—light housekeeping.”

“There’s no such thing around here.”

“True.”

The waves crashing against the city had risen higher now, and she leaned over the railing a little, trying to see them. He had an itchy feeling in his fingers to grasp the back of that nice new green shirt and yank her back.

“Do you mind?” He muttered. She looked back, straightening.

“What?”

He gestured with his hand, waving her back. She raised an eyebrow once more, crossing her arms the way she always had, one hand wrapped around her elbow. “What, you’re suddenly afraid of heights now? You?”

“No,” he shot back. “I would just rather not be hanging over a steel railing trying to pull your a…you…up with a rather powerful lightning storm on the way.”

Her eyebrow arched up further.

“Can we just not take any unnecessary risks at the moment? For maybe ten minutes or so?”

She pursed her lips together. “I think I need to speak to Rodney.”

“Rodney? Why Rodney?”

“Because the day you lecture me about not taking unnecessary risks is the day I start to question reality again.”

Not quite blue, but I'm going for more blue-green than green-green. This is a snippety-snippet of...something...and the watch you're going to have to wait for more explanation on. But I thought the drawing by Erin was weirdly coincidental.

Have fun at the Con, con-goers!

You have my attention with this one, Eri13. More please.

Have fun at the con, JT-2, Irish Eyes and pk.

[Southern Red]

Awww...that's so pretty! And it inspires me to share this.

Spoiler:

He looked over at her covertly as she returned her gaze to the ocean, her expression steady and firm. She looked the same, sounded the same, as she had just a few days before Ellis had arrived on Atlantis and upended the world. Three years ago for him, just days for her.

He crossed his arms. “I’ll need more details from Rodney.”

“Of course.”

“And I’ll probably want an escort for you, at least until I can understand how all this works.”

“I think that’s more than reasonable.”

“And apparently I need to have a nice long talk with General O’Neill about who’s in charge of security on Atlantis. Again.”

Lightning flashed, this time so close it lit up the sky like daybreak. Her seriousness melted away into an expression of humor. It piqued his curiosity, wondering what could make her smile, given the circumstances. “What’s so funny?”

She leaned forward on the rail. “Do you remember when Rodney and Zelenka figured out how to power the shield generator the first year, during that storm? From the lightning? They came up and reported it to me doing this Abbott and Costello routine. I remember thinking while they were speaking that whatever crazy idea they had, it was going to work, because they were so in sync with one another. Like there was power in their force to get things done.”

“There typically was.” He leaned down next to her. “Though I don’t seem to remember anything particularly funny about that storm.”

Her smile faded, and she glanced down at her hands. “No, I don’t suppose you would. Though you did manage to joke about it after.”

“Did I?”

She glanced over at him, raising an eyebrow. “You asked for vacation twenty years in advance.”

Had he? That had been so long ago. There was a vague memory of it. He grinned a bit.

When he looked back over, he found her studying him. It made him feel a bit like a lab rat, or one of McKay’s experiments. He straightened, and shoved his hands in his pockets. She followed suit, and they stood there in silence a moment. It didn’t feel quite right, and yet, in a way, it did.

The storm was drawing closer, making for a nice electrical show. The contrast of the light and dark cast shadows across her face and the green of her shirt, which he suddenly noticed. Expedition style, a plain uniform shirt and gray pants.

“What’s with the new getup?”

She turned. “Oh. Woolsey’s idea. Apparently he’s been planning this—” gesturing to her watch again—“for days. According to him the reason the IOA approved the initiative was because of an argument he made about my ‘importance’ to the city.” She tilted her head back with a small smile. “Honestly, I think his motivation was partly to do with everything I own conflicting with his wardrobe. In any case, he decided to designate a new expedition position. I am the first official diplomatic representative of the Atlantis expedition.”

“Diplomatic…representative?”

“Basically, I think I’m a tour guide,” she said, her voice tinged with humor. “When dignitaries come to the city, I get to show them around. Richard has argued it’s a doorway to getting me to work with the other members of the Pegasus Coalition, and eventually go out and work on alliances with surrounding planets in a diplomatic capacity, but General O’Neill wants it one step at a time. That means I’m city-bound for a while. No use risking things,” she rattled the watch on her wrist a bit. “I imagine I’ll get to research quite a lot on the origins of Pegasus, working with the database, helping Richard out here and there—light housekeeping.”

“There’s no such thing around here.”

“True.”

The waves crashing against the city had risen higher now, and she leaned over the railing a little, trying to see them. He had an itchy feeling in his fingers to grasp the back of that nice new green shirt and yank her back.

“Do you mind?” He muttered. She looked back, straightening.

“What?”

He gestured with his hand, waving her back. She raised an eyebrow once more, crossing her arms the way she always had, one hand wrapped around her elbow. “What, you’re suddenly afraid of heights now? You?”

“No,” he shot back. “I would just rather not be hanging over a steel railing trying to pull your a…you…up with a rather powerful lightning storm on the way.”

Her eyebrow arched up further.

“Can we just not take any unnecessary risks at the moment? For maybe ten minutes or so?”

She pursed her lips together. “I think I need to speak to Rodney.”

“Rodney? Why Rodney?”

“Because the day you lecture me about not taking unnecessary risks is the day I start to question reality again.”

Not quite blue, but I'm going for more blue-green than green-green. This is a snippety-snippet of...something...and the watch you're going to have to wait for more explanation on. But I thought the drawing by Erin was weirdly coincidental.

Have fun at the Con, con-goers!

You definitely have my attention also. I would love to read more.

And JT-2 tweeted that Robert Picardo is really nice. Otherwise, no news. But the really good stuff happens tomorrow.

[Erin87]

Hello everyone!

Since I don’t have anyone’s twitter I do hope that someone who does bring over the info here (or if you tell us about it once you get back home) but either way hopefully it will be a good weekend for everyone (con goers and non con goers alike).


Erin87 – Great choice of song, I love Jason Martz, his voice is amazing and his songs are all great.
And I also have to say how much I loved comic you made, it was incredible and one can so picture them actually doing it which makes the whole thing even better.

Thanks very much! ^^

Awww...that's so pretty! And it inspires me to share this.

Spoiler:

<snip for space>

Not quite blue, but I'm going for more blue-green than green-green. This is a snippety-snippet of...something...and the watch you're going to have to wait for more explanation on. But I thought the drawing by Erin was weirdly coincidental.

Have fun at the Con, con-goers!

Thanks so much, Eri!

And ooo, that's a fantastic snippet!!! Everything sounded so spot on. So are you going for more of a teal or an aqua?