Prompt me with gen Jack prompts!

[fignewton]

I've written Daniel and Sam and a bit of Teal'c this year, but no Jack.

Clearly this must be rectified!

Gen Jack prompts, please. I have 26 hours until the end of March. No promises - not even for first come, first served. But let's see what I can do. :)

Edit: and that's all, folks! I'll have the collated entry up shortly. Thanks to all those of you who participated.

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[zats_clear]

Jack, paperwork, Atlantis

[fignewton]

Jack reluctantly took the controls. He grumbled as the screen brightened at his touch.

"There have got to be other people who can do this, Carter! What about that gene therapy thing?"

"Gene therapy does allow for the use of some Ancient tech," Sam answered patiently, "but you have a very higher degree of control, sir. It shouldn't take long."

"I can't believe you're making me access the Atlantis database so you can do some Ancient paperwork," he complained.

Sam's eyes twinkled. "Cheer up, General," she said, her voice suspiciously bright. "At least it doesn't have to be in triplicate."

[zats_clear]

*loves*

[fignewton]

Yay! :)

[sid]

Jack throws a barbecue.

[fignewton]

Daniel peered down at the smoking lumps of char on the grill. "Is that supposed to be meat, Jack?" he asked dubiously.

"Steak is best when it's well done," protested Jack, defensive.

"I was unaware that 'well done' is synonymous with 'charcoal,' O'Neill." Teal'c raised a knowing eyebrow.

Jack huffed a little and set down the tongs. "You people don't know good steaks when you see 'em!"

"Oh, we do," Daniel said sweetly. "That's the point."

"We're safe, guys! I've got the pizza!" Sam called cheerily as she rounded the corner of the house.

Jack sighed and gave up.

[sid]

LOL! And YAY Sam!

[fignewton]

Hey, they need to eat something... :)

[thothmes]

Jack, Silly Putty^TM or Slinky^TM, Hammond

[fignewton]

Hammond checked himself at the threshold to Colonel O'Neill's office and simply stared. A stepladder near the bookshelves, meticulous piles of books, several boxes. What...?

"For optimum performance, sir, we need to lengthen each grade by three centimeters."

"It's a slinky, Carter! Can't you just have fun for once?"

Captain Carter looked surprised. "I am having fun, sir."

O'Neill rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine. So starting from the shelf, it'll go to the stepladder and then..."

Chuckling quietly, Hammond decided to come back another time to discuss improving general morale. There didn't seem to be any need at the moment.

[thothmes]

LOL!

Of course Sam is having fun! How could he not know that! :)

I can't wait to see the SGC command-wide Slinky^TM-off where Sam will of course build the winning rig (Jack will provide the snacks, Daniel will paint the hieroglyphs on the rig - spelling out "We rule!" and other important slogans - and Teal'c will insist that the final "slink" of the slinky press a button which will cause a laser to fire, melting the plastic head of a small figure of Apophis), but the other eggheads will give her a run for her money, and Seiler's team (Seiler, Harriman, Woods, and Nayan) will come within a whisker of winning with their rig that has a small replica of the Stargate with all the glyphs, chevrons that light up as a taped voice-over of Harriman calling them out plays, and the ring actually spins.

[fignewton]

::giggles::

You're going to write that, aren't you? Do say yes!

(Teal'c's laser is the BEST PART.)

[thothmes]

I'll put it in the queue, but first I owe a bunch of people (dating back to the beginning of February) something in honor of their birthdays!

Life's been nuts!

Still, it sounds like fun to write, and maybe it will light a fire under me to get the other project done.

[magistrate]

Aw, man! I blinked and I missed it.

[fignewton]

Heh, yes - the whole thing was only about 12 hours or so. Next time! :)