Untitled Work (Atlantis Version)

[Anissa T]

Okay, I'm starting a new thread for a Atlantis related multi-member story. I've left the work untitled for now. Perhaps several chapters in, we as a group can title the work.

Rules:

1. Go no higher than a PG-13 rating, when your writing.
2. No "extreme" violance, some is just a given with what the Stargate members encounter.
3. Do your best to use correct grammar and language structure. I realize we are not all experts, but reread, then read again before posting. If it is not understandable, you will be given a short time frame to fix it, if not then it will be corrected or deleted depending on the severity of the writing.
4. Keep in mind, the story must flow. So, even if you have something particular in mind, do not try to force it into the story or DRIVE the story in that direction. Try to fit your ideas into the direction of the story, not the story into your ideas.
5. To save members from having to read pages and pages of writing just to respond, please limit each posting to 3 paragraphs (do not make your paragraphs chapters long to get around this rule, this will force me to go in and determine what is an appropriate amount of writing for three paragraphs, the rest will be deleted). You certainly do not have to write 3 paragraphs, just ensure you do not write more than 3 in each individual posting.

6. You cannot post again until atleast one person, other than yourself, has posted a new piece to the story.

7. This is a non-commentary format. If you have comments please PM or use the fanfic commentary section to address the writer(s) of a portion of the story. If you have concerns about the work, please PM the admin/moderators.

*Reserves the right to add or delete rules as needed*

Good luck and lets make this a great story.

[Anissa T]

Tey'la was petrified. It wasn't that Tey'la hadn't been scared in the past, but this was something different, much different.

[colonel Mitchell]

she could sense how bad it was.

[brymstone]

Slowly but delicately, Ronin lifted her backwards and up - some 6 feet up! Being held firmly in that position, Teyla said to Ronin, "Just do it. I will not put this off any longer!" A deafening silence befell them, before an uncontrollable sound errupted from within Teyla.

"Weeeeeee," she cried. "Higher, higher," she demanded, clearly very elated at her first time on a push swing.

[colonel Mitchell]

sheppard sat in a chair near by laughing un controllably like a maniac, while rodney looked annoyed.

[Anissa T]

But, that was nothing new for Rodney. He couldn't understand the simplicity of having fun. Despite not understanding, on occasion Rodney wondered what it would be like not to worry about things so much. It wasn't the same as having a cat or a dog. He wondered what is was like to have real fun, with real friends. Sure, John and them guys were his friends, more co-workers than friends, he thought. Just as Teyla was petrified of the swing, Rodney was petrified of close relationships.

It scared him to think......

[colonel Mitchell]

about close relations john stands up and walks over to rodney " come on over its ur turn rodney"

[Dev Brown]

"Who, me ??? Wouldn't you rather go, I mean..."
John ingnored the babeling and gentily shoved McKay towards the swing.

[colonel Mitchell]

"dont be afriad its just a swing"
ronon laughs at rodney's nervousness

[Dev Brown]

Teyla gets off and Rodney reluctently sits down.

[Anissa T]

Of course, Rodney is thinking how asinine this whole scenario was. He was reminded now why he liked being off world. The swing was almost as bad as his parents naming him Meredith.....almost. With a little eye roll and a reluctance to sit in the swing, Rodney's one last thought was, "even playing the piano wasn't this bad, but if I don't sit down, I just know Col. Sheppard will throw a magically delicious lemon at me. Oh, wow, I am a little funny."

[Dev Brown]

Telya was intrigued by Rodney's fear for a simple thing like a swing. "Dr. McKay, doesn't your knowledge of physics informs you that this is perfectly safe?"

[colonel Mitchell]

"yes but thats not the point" sheppard looks at teyla "no the piont is he's scared"

[Dev Brown]

Telya raised an eyebrow and was about to reply when McKay said. "I'm not scared" Yes, I am. "Could you give me a swing, Colonel?" Or rather not.. he thought.

[Anissa T]

"The fact of the matter is, all of you, I'm not scared. This is asinine" Rodney told them. "This may be on Teyla's big list of things to do in life, but me having grown up on Earth, have already partook in my fair share of swings. It was dumb then and it's dumb now. Swinging accomplishes nothing for anyone in our big scheme of a troubled world".

Rodney wished he knew how to turn off these negative feelings. But, he as usual liked to blame this on him being so smart, that it was his obligation to continue to find a way to protect Earth and Atlantis. There was no time for silly vacations and downtime. The last time we were ordered to have some time off, Carson was killed. Oh yeah, that's the ticket Rodney thought, "I take some time off and get strangled falling off a swing. I hope they don't put that on my epitaph. Genius strangled by swing set.

As the swing began to move, Rodney thought, why? Why did I bring up Carson? That was a source of his negativity. Despite, thinking, no, knowing he was smarter than Carson, fact of the matter was, Carson was one of the few people who forgave him of a lot of things he said or did. Unlike Sheppard who forces his cooperation with citrus. Unlike Ronan or Teyla who want to understand Rodney, but just can't seem to get a grasp on his personality.

[colonel Mitchell]

Sheppard pushes Rodney higher and higher that is until Rodney started screaming to stop.

[Anissa T]

But, before a sound left his quivering mouth, it happened. Rodney leaned too far backwards, slid all the way off the swing......almost. His foot got caught in the chains of the swing, causing the swing to drag him to a point where he ended up somewhat mangled underneath the swing, instead of on his back. Of course, Rodney thought, if Shepp hadn't been pushing with all this might the swing wouldn't have been carrying the swing power it needed to drag Rodney underneath.

Of course, Rodney knew better. It wasn't the force John had been using to push. It was his inability to control the simple things in life. He had been like that ever since he was a child. Understand Newton's Theories, no problem. Tie a shoe lace properly .... um....Rodney knew that was exactly why he wore velcro shoes. George de Mestral must have had the same problem. He was just glad it was invented early enough for it to be fine tuned before he needed it. Too bad Mestral couldn't save him from this current monstrosity.

Suddenly, Rodney was ripped from his momentary velcro distraction. But, not by laughter from the "gang", which he was sure was happening in real time. He was almost startled to see Carson standing there, telling him to have some dignity and get up. Funny, "I'm sure in a situation like this, I would have conjured up Sam coming to my rescue in a tank top", Rodney said. So, he couldn't figure out why Carson was here.

[colonel Mitchell]

"Rodney what happened get up or do you need help getting up in that tangled mess" as Rodney gets up he sees everyone is laughing at him.