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Oh Sh*t! I forgot how to do the lj cut thing - please help!!!
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[04 Nov 2007|08:50pm] |
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Well, i don't do a very good job keeping this thing up. Sorry about that. But RL has a nasty way of getting in the way of that and I just don't value updating this thing high enough on my list to do anything about it. Er...that sentence was a mouthful! I guess I could archive my fic somewhere, but it already is archived at ffnet. As unreliable as that may be, I don't have that many fics to really be starting an archive. People have a way of finding things if they're really interested enough.
Loving season 4 so far...very interesting, whumpilicious, and so forth. Not disappointing at all, really. Even Carter has grown on me a teensy bit, though she never really will be a favorite. Love an angry Shep!
'nuf said :)
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| Fic: Torment 18/21 |
[03 Nov 2007|10:23pm] |
Title: Torment
Author: chokolaj
Rating: T
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: The title sums it up pretty well. Shep whump!
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Green spikes and dips scrolled across the screen in perfect rhythm. They reminded Dr. Keller of something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. It sent a chill sweeping across her skin.
She glanced to the patient lying still in the bed beside her. She was assigned to him, but she just couldn’t take on the responsibility of another person’s life right now. It scared her to the point of an episode just half an hour earlier where she found she could no longer breathe. Diagnoses and treatments raced through her fading mind as she struggled for air. Halfway to the floor, she realized that whatever had happened way down below in the bowels of Atlantis was still affecting her. And not just her: Sheppard and the others, too.
Whatever crept in the depths had found a connection that was too tantalizing to pass up.
Shivering, Dr. Keller closed her eyes briefly, whispering words of encouragement to herself. When she opened her eyes, she started in surprise.
Like the active green on the monitor, Sheppard’s hazel eyes shifted from left to right in rapid succession.
“REM?” Dr. Keller muttered, and her brow furrowed. She reached for her penlight and checked the colonel’s pupil reactions. They were moving so quickly she could hardly note a change, if any.
“Any change?” Rodney’s hopeful voice carried through the infirmary. Stilling herself from another jump of surprise, Dr. Keller turned towards the approaching doctor. His face morphed into one of concern as he focused on the sudden change in the colonel.
“He’s dreaming?”
“I’m not exactly sure.” Dr. Keller responded, her voice quiet, her expression full of doubt. She focused on the scientist, capturing his full attention. “I believe that somehow, we are still being affected by those…worms.”
Rodney simply stared at her with eyes wide and his mouth hanging slightly ajar.
No words came spilling out, however. Instead, he couldn’t help but wonder just what kind of hell Sheppard was still trapped within. A shade of compassion fell across his face before he quickly pulled up an overconfident smile.
“I’ll fix this.”
“How?”
“I…I just…trust me. I’ll fix this.” Rodney stare was intense before he turned and left, his mind already drifting to the task at hand.
Teyla arrived just as her teammate was leaving, giving Dr. Keller a half smile as Rodney brushed past her, barely glancing up and muttering a quick greeting.
“Still no change?” She placed a hand upon Sheppard’s and looked to Dr. Keller for confirmation.
“He’s in a deep sleep…dreaming even…or so I think.” Dr. Keller frowned, chewing on her bottom lip.
“His eyes…” Teyla frowned in turn. Dr. Keller nodded.
“He’s still being affected. I think we all are.” She turned to face Teyla. “Whatever happened down there isn’t over. We’re still in danger. I don’t know how or why but we have to stop this.”
“I agree.” Teyla nodded.
“Maybe it has to do with whatever traps the Ancients had set up down there.” Ronon’s voice startled both women as they spun around to see the Runner approach.
“Why do you say that?” Teyla narrowed her eyes in question.
“This isn’t exactly natural – what’s going on. My bet is on whatever the Ancients did. You ask me, those worms are an experiment gone wrong. A trap that backfired.”
“It makes sense.” Dr. Keller agreed.
“But how do we reverse the affects?” Teyla prompted. “Colonel Sheppard cannot possibly last much longer.”
“His body is already showing signs of fatigue and strain. If he experiences a particularly violent episode, he could die.” Dr. Keller confirmed.
And as if on cue, the heart monitor began to speed up. Sheppard’s breathing grew increasingly ragged, his eyes bulging and his muscles tensing. Teyla grabbed his hand, feeling the surprising strength as Sheppard squeezed her hand. He did not yet seem aware of them, however.
As Dr. Keller rushed to stabilize her patient, joined quickly by a nurse, Ronon and Teyla backed away to give them room. They looked at each other with heavy somber.
Sheppard gasped for air as a nurse lowered an ampu-bag over his mouth. As she began to pump air in rhythm, his eyes slid shut.
And then the heart monitor flat-lined.
--tbc—
I’m sorry if this is confusing or boring or whatever…I’m jumping back into things after a long break and I finally have a new computer! (Yay!) So I will try to finish this as soon as I can. :)
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[12 Sep 2007|12:04am] |
I have Stealth Dragon to blame thank for this. ;)
1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it."
Here goes...
1. I am VERY stubborn. I do what I want, when I want and nobody is going to tell me otherwise. Well, regarding that last statement, not really, but I do have a stubborn streak that gets me into trouble from time to time!
2. I despise talking on the phone. It really sucks, too, as I have to talk to clients all the time, or make cold-calls for information on a project I'm working on, etc. Here I thought being a designer with the computer as my main tool, I wouldn't have to deal with people. Sheesh!
3. I grew up on a dairy farm and I'm lactose intolerant. Oh yes, the irony.
4. I broke my hand while taking classes in Tae Kwon Do and now I have a permanent screw near the joint of one of my fingers. Lovely scar - you can even see where the stitches were.
5. I'm sarcastic. And succinct. Wouldn't have thought, huh?
6. Gees, this is hard! Um...I have a bad habit of buying premium chocolate whenever I find a new brand I haven't tried. Worse yet, I always buy anything that has beautiful packaging. It's a sickness, I know.
7. I have a very strong sense of intuition that sometimes gives me the willies. Example: I woke up one morning with a very strong sense that something was very wrong. I couldn't figure out what the hell it was so I got up before the alarm was supposed to go off, checked on my two cats, checked the stove to make sure I didn't leave it on or something crazy like that, and you get the idea. On my way to work, I was nervous and was extra careful driving and called my friend, to make sure she was okay. I was going to call my mom, but didn't want to bother her and I felt like I was overreacting a bit. Then I got to work and things settled a little though I was still uneasy. Then around 4 my brother called me and he never does that. Our uncle had passed away that morning...right around the time I had woken up. It was unexpected and he wasn't that old...it was a blood clot in his lung.
All right...I tag: jackfan2, courtberger, friendshipper, obsessed1, lauriel01, alipeeps, and vonknibble
That was kinda fun, actually!
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Nowhere Warm pt. 2/2
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| Fic: Nowhere Warm |
[24 Dec 2006|10:58pm] |
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Happy Holidays everyone :) This is written for Katstale via the Sheppard H/C Secret Santa Challenge #6
Nowhere Warm pt 1/2
part 2 can be found here
( Nowhere Warm )
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| Fic: The Black Mark |
[24 Oct 2006|12:38am] |
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It's my birthday, so I decided to post a fic, yay for me!!! Hope you all enjoy it :)
( The Black Mark pt. 1 )
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| Bitter: Ch. 6 (no kidding) |
[13 Oct 2006|11:04pm] |
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Believe it or not, and scarily enough it is Friday the 13th, here is a new chapter of Bitter. Surprise, surprise, ffnet won't let me post as I can't even view my fics on my account. Sent them a letter; don't know what good that'll do.
( Bitter: Chapter 6 )
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Okay, so life is crappy at present and I'm taking things one day at a time. Bitter is being written one sentence at a time and I'm just not happy with it no matter what I do. I have started another fic, titled The Black Mark. Use your imagination on what that one's all about. Well, here's hoping that there will be lots of other whumpalicious fics to keep us sustained through scifi's ridiculous hiatus through January. Happy writing, everyone.
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[26 Aug 2006|12:50am] |
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Hi all!
I'm pleased to announce that Bitter is back in progress. If all goes well, it should be ready to post sometime in September, but don't hold me to that. The way RL has been going, I don't want to make any promises. Hope you all are enjoying season 3 as much as I am!!!
chokolaj
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[03 Aug 2006|01:48am] |
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Bitter is currently on hold and I'm giving myself a month to get things in order. After my move and things in my life hopefully settle a bit, I plan to have this fic organized and written a bit better. I'm going to complete it first, edit a few things I've already posted, and present the entire fic to you, the reader, in daily installments.
That said, I've been chipping away at the fic, rethinking things, visualizing, drawing out timelines...it's an epic thing with a relevant history comparable to LOTR, scarily enough. Tonight I accomplished two timelines. One of said history and one of what happens in the fic that you'll be reading. All I can say is - HOLY CRAP! SHITE! What the blankity blank blank am I getting myself into here? ;)
Ah well, you've been warned. It's a whumper and it's gonna make you think and you might wanna lay off the caffeine for awhile afterwards. ;) I know I might.
'till then, have a good one! Don't forget to read lots of fic and leave reviews - those authors deserve it!
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| Bitter: Chapter Three |
[25 Jul 2006|12:38am] |
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And on to chapter three. I'm currently picking out paint samples as I am allowed to paint my new apartment. I can't tell you how weird it is that I'm so excited over something like that. Strange but true.
( Bitter: Chapter Three )
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| obsessed much? |
[22 Jul 2006|02:57am] |
Strange but true....
I was walking through the lobby of the hospital the other day and I shit you not, I heard the desk clerk say to someone "Dr. Beckett..." and the rest was just gibberish. I thought I was hearing things until she said the name again. OK, not very strange you say.
But then I was going with a friend to Chicago yesterday and I saw a billboard advertising this lawn care biz or something and you wanna know the name of it? McKay. WHOA.
And if that wasn't much of a coincidence, I was driving along the lovely lake here and happened to glance at the street name nearby and it was... Shepard Ave. Spelled like it is so not so close to our Shep but enough.
It's kinda like when you get a car and begin to notice that car everywhere, in the exact same color you have, too. Association. Obsession. Coincidence.
I'm just going to go with downright strange.
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[19 Jul 2006|01:05am] |
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Let me give you a little bit of advice. Do not let stress overcome you. What do I mean by that? Everyone has stress and everyone deals with it in his or her own way. However, there are times when stress becomes excessive, even to the point of, after prolonged "exposure", we adapt to it. But this wears you down physically and mentally.
This is a part of what lead to my latest bout of creative burnout. And in turn, it also led to depression. (Genetics certainly screwed me on that one, too.) So this lovely snowball effect has led me to a not-so-easy stretch in my life.
So let that be a lesson to all those who get a little to high-strung a little too often. Ugh, anyway, I'd say more on the subject but I'd rather not....moving on to better and brighter things..........
I FINALLY saw No Man's Land!!! Excellent episode...I think it's right up there with Rising a few other choice eps. Loved everyone in it...Weir does kick ass and it's nice to see her flex her muscles. Shep, oh Shep, dreamy as ever. I could go on and on but I've only seen the ep once so I won't. *sigh*
Bitter's coming along. I warned you all it'd be a WIP, didn't I?!
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| Bitter: Chapter 1 |
[15 Jul 2006|11:40pm] |
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OK, here's the next installment of Bitter. A huge thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far...I was astonished and inspired. You don't know how close it came to me just giving up on this fic all together.
Bear with me guys, this is going to be a little slow at first, but there's a lot of background you need to know for later on. And I'm still trying to get back into the swing of things, too. So have patience and I award you all with a ton of virtual chocolate in the form of this next installment.
( Ch. 1: Is this the right planet? )
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| Update on Bitter |
[15 Jul 2006|02:24pm] |
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Would love, love, LOVE to see No Man's Land but doesn't look like it's happening anytime soon. :(
Anyway, update on my fic, Bitter. I'm working on it right now, I swear! I had at least another two chapters written before I even posted the prologue but now that I've twisted the plot around even a bit more, I'm gonna have to either re-work it into the fic in some other way or flush most of that down the drain. But hey, that's what writing is all about, isn't it?! So I'm working on the beginning chapter now and hopefully that'll set the pace for the rest of the fic. I know what I want to happen, it's just a matter of how best to tell the story and keep the interest alive.
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