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Thursday, July 8th, 2010 08:29 am
Happy Gen Fic Day, everybody!

Not sure what I'm talking about? Take a look at previous round-ups for Gen Fic Days and Alphabet Soups.

Comment here with links to new fic, older fic, commentfic and drabbles, recs, meta, picspam, vids - anything, as long as it's gen and related to SG-1. Shameless self-promotion is cheerfully encouraged, although if you've linked to your own story on a previous Gen Fic Day, we ask you to choose another fic so that others can enjoy some variety. :) The exception is fanworks related to any incarnation of team, even AU ones - since we're doing Team Alphabet Soup this time, we want any and all gen team links, whether or not you've linked to them before.

If you're a Team Alphabet Soup contributor, this is where you post links to your story! If you're unsure of procedure, please take a quick look here.

On Sunday, I'll post a round-up of all links and (hopefully) the complete anthology of Team Alphabet Soup.

Have fun!
Friday, July 9th, 2010 12:43 am (UTC)
For the first time in the history of the program, the SGC was in a lockdown completely not of their own making.

“No really, Sir. It’s not our fault,“ Jack assured General Hammond. And it was true for once. It wasn't 'not their fault' because how were they to know invisible aliens had followed them home or who could predict the effects of a black hole on an open stargate? It was really not their fault.

Because it was NORAD's fault.

Follow the link to the rest
Or here if you prefer LJ
Friday, July 9th, 2010 01:13 am (UTC)
Jack watched Daniel sketch a large circle in the air with both hands, and pause. The villagers still looked patiently expectant, so Daniel crouched to draw a quick circle in the dirt with two fingers.

Carter whispered, "I hope this works."

"I concur. We have been on this planet long enough."

The big guy was disgruntled, but then none of the team were fans of being kidnapped by a rival village after a perfectly lovely visit at the village by the gate—or as lovely as you could get without a common language.

Jack wasn't too fond of wandering through the woods lost all night after escaping captivity, either. Fortunately they'd at least found this village, which Daniel had determined from their iconogra-whatsit belonged to the friendly faction.

Standing up, Daniel stretched out his hands again and rotated his imaginary circle. "Rrrrrrr ... Chunk!"

He leaned over and drew a triangle on the edge of the circle in the dirt. Then he stood up and rotated his circle the other way. "Rrrrrrr ... Chunk!"

Jack read the body language of the watching villagers and relaxed minutely. "On the plus side, classic Daniel Jackson charades show."


the rest here ...
LJ link
Edited (LJ link) 2010-07-09 01:19 am (UTC)