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Title: Wreck of the Good Ship Atlantis (also on AO3)
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis (SGA)
Pairing: Gen/ensemble
Length: 4:26
Music: "Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" by Gordon Lightfoot (edited)
Summary: The tale of the good ship Atlantis, lost at sea with all hands on board.
Content warnings: Implied character deaths.
Physical warnings: Frequent lightning and flickering lights.

Notes: ( Cut for length )

Thanks: To yevgenie, zulu and thedeadparrot for their honest input on a first draft. Don't blame them for things that don't work here. To sheafrotherdon, whose advice kept me from doing something potentially offensive. To cinco for assuring me that doing a literal match of source to lyrics and tone was okay. And to deelaundry and synn for their support throughout the process.

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Title: Masters of War (Pegasus Rising Remix)
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Characters: Ensemble Atlantis team; members of many Pegasus Galaxy cultures
Rating: PG-13
Length: 4:02
Music: "Masters of War" by Bob Dylan (edited)
Summary: The Atlanteans came, they explored, they destroyed lives and families and whole civilizations. The people of Pegasus have had enough.
Physical/content warnings: Themes of imperialism. Potentially disturbing image of bodies at 2:00.
Thanks: To a group of friends for their encouragement and feedback on an earlier draft when I wasn't sure if it was dragging; and to kassrachel and deelaundry for beta and for saying it was good enough to send to Vividcon.

Notes: This vid took three years and two rebuilds to put together. It was actually one of the first vid ideas I ever had and among the first I started making. It would have been less agonizing to give up, but the vid had something to say, and I wanted it to be able to say it. It's not a new idea in SGA fandom, but I don't think I've seen it in vid form before.

Anyway, I'm happy with how this turned out. I hope you like it, too.


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Comments and concrit are always welcome.

x-posted to vidding (LJ), vidding (DW), atlantis_vids and sga_noticeboard

This vid has also shown at: WisCon 37 ("Crafting Narratives of Speculation and Resistance" vidshow)

Deep Space Nine historical roleplay vid went up yesterday, if you didn't see. And then I made this! One more square to go in this line.

Title: Let's Get Messy
Fandom: Multi (BtVS, Roar, Sex and Lucia, SGA, True Blood)
Music: "Messy" by B. Noza feat. Pitbull, Casely and Red Rat (edited)
Length: 45 sec.
Rating/content notes: R for butts and mud-covered boobs, sexual situations, and a blink-and-you'll miss it nipple. Some of the Bill/Sookie clips look like non-con.
A/N: A medley of some favorite sensual/sexual scenes with mud, clay and soil. For my Kink Bingo "wet/messy/dirty" square.


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Comments and concrit are always welcome. This was definitely an experiment in editing style.

x-posted to vidding

I made a thing!

Title: Found Poem: I'll Always Remember / The Time the Aliens Made Us Do It
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: Nonspecific/multiple, but mostly John/Rodney, with many onlookers
Rating: R-ish
Word Count: 1,600
Summary: They’ve all grown wary—understandably so—of alien initiation rites. A meta-AMTDI story.
Contains: "Aliens made them do it" trope, and all the accompanying dubious consent issues; voyeurism/exhibitionism; bondage and blindfolds; other people's characters, plots and words (credited at the end)
A/N: An attempt at a "found poem" for my Kink Bingo voyeurism square: every line comes unedited from a preexisting story. Inspired by linabean's brilliant SGA_storyfinders-based found poems. Thanks x10 to synn for coming up with the idea, tracking down some fics, making me finish this and cutting the two unnecessary endings. And thank you to everyone who's written an SGA AMTDI story. This is my love song of sorts to them.


( There's just the matter of the welcoming and friendship ceremony / the purification ritual / this fertility ritual / The offering ceremony / The harvest festival... )


( Credits )

x-posted to mckay_sheppard, sga_noticeboard

Wow. It's the end of an era.

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Last night's Jonathan Coulton show was good. He did some fan favorites (Skullcrusher Mountain,* zombies, Mandelbrot Set) and a few that I didn't know (Creepy Doll, one about a giant squid, one about a sad vampire with vitamin D deficiency, a heartbreaking one about the dog from Russia who went up in Sputnik II) and some new material. Plus an electronic mashup of "Mr. Fancy Pants" that layered the Super Mario Brothers theme over Beyoncé. *Someone had sewn together a half-monkey half-pony monster to please him. It neigh-screamed.

Still, I actually -- kassrachel, hide your eyes -- enjoyed the opening band/comedy duo more, Paul and Storm. Highly recommend their Nun Fight and a few of their parody imitations that you can stream if you scroll down on the link above: "If James Taylor Were on Fire," "If Bob Dylan Were Hiding at the Bottom of a Well" and "If Aaron Neville Were Waiting for a Parking Spot at the Mall, But Someone Else Snagged It" (which was better live but is still funny on the site).

All in a venue full of nerds. Including a table of fangirls and a few more friends of mine I got to finally introduce to one another.

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Happy preemptive Mother's Day, all of you who will be observing tomorrow. I have made a last-minute decision to go visit my own, so I will be gone in an hour or so and back on Monday. Don't know when Madness author reveals are scheduled, but I left my mini-DVD commentary on my work computer so you'll get it Monday regardless. Heh.

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And, if I may take a moment to rec a Remix, try Dear John (WIP Remix) - a post-"The Hive" enzyme-jacked Rodney writes and edits and rewrites and re-edits a letter to John trying to express just how angry scared in love angry he is about John's tendency to risk his life to save the ones he loves. Did I mention it's done as scans of handwritten and marked-up copy on coffee-stained sheets of paper and that it's full of copyediting marks? With SF references?

Our office went to a pub called Flanagan's today. For the joy of the names together, I ordered the Shepherd's Pie. It was tasty and warm, and then the receipt said "Shep."

Speaking of Sheppard: I rewatched the fifth season SGA episode "Outsiders" last night, and wow, I'd had no recollection of Sheppard locking an arm around a guy's neck through jail bars, holding a gun to his jaw, and then wordlessly squeezing his throat out of spite before slipping away again. It was pretty hot in a hero-being-a-bad-guy sort of way. I know just the vid it belongs in, too.

I will finish a fic before New Year's, I will finish a fic before New Year's…

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Hey, science geeks and Holmes fans: In the annual spoof issue of the BMJ* is the article, Dr Watson: a regular reader of the British Medical Journal. (Full issue here, with many more treats.)

*It's sort of like the Ig Nobel awards, only in print. And British. But then, Harvard et al are Anglophilic, so that makes a kind of sense.

How can I begin to express what the first 24 hours of this weekend were like?

( Pictures may do it. With celebrities, zombies, cupcakes and SCIENCE )

Or, to summarize with words:

Friday night: We went to see Robert Davi (a.k.a. Kolya on SGA) sing a Sinatra/American Songbook tribute in Dupont Circle. He apparently trained to be an opera singer before he became an actor, and it showed -- he has a wonderful singing voice and comfortable stage presence. It was a great performance, except that the room of 1,000+ Italian-American something something anniversary celebrants would not shut up. Davi stopped his monologue a few times to ask them to be quiet, but to no avail. Really rude. On the bright side, afterwards we tracked him down in the hall and had a lovely conversation. I secured an autograph (when I pulled out the photo of Kolya, he cracked up and said "Oh, my God"), photo and a kiss on the cheek.

Saturday afternoon: I took a stroll through the USA Science & Engineering Festival that was going on on the Mall and randomly encountered Bill Nye the Science Guy! Way cool. Another photo op and autograph.

Saturday afternoon+: Made those braiiiiiiiins cupcakes, which turned out well, I think, even if the squiggly brain folds were thinner than in the original blog photos. Plus, cherry pie blood clot filling FTW.

Saturday night: Brought the braincakes over to alpheratz's, where friends were gathering for the third annual Silver Spring zombie walk, which ended up being hilarious. Costumes and gaits were impressive, the city brought a fog machine and spooky noise soundtrack, and a few impromptu skirmishes broke out between the zombies and the Nerf-armed zombie hunters. One zombie even attacked a pedestrian, who played along and fell to the pavement as his brains were consumed. Afterwards, you could see clusters of zombies gathered in the bars while street cleaners mopped up all the fake blood splatters. Even the guards got into the spirit of things. Instead of telling people to stop loitering like they do every other night, they said, "Zombies, go home! Go back to your graves!"

Sunday: Did I mention I also worked 17 hours this weekend? And that last night a former classmate came to visit and we went out for Ethiopian?

Yeah. I took today off.

And now, for festivids.

So, you know, if you had a couple thousand dollars to spare and wanted to wear one of Sheppard's shirts or Ronon's vest or Teyla's or McKay's uniforms or Todd's coat, or wanted to play with Ronon's sword (not a euphemism), or...

ETA: LOL, or something that's been in Joe Flanigan's mouth.

Sad that Rachel Luttrell's outfit is currently running ten times less than David Hewlett's. (I'm going to pretend it's because she's so tiny - if I were going to buy one of these to actually wear on Halloween or something, I know I wouldn't fit in hers, me being 5'6" and wide-shouldered.)

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Unrelated news: In this week's small tragedy, I have acquired a jar of gefilte fish and cannot open it.

mirabile_dictu just came out with a new fic, Chosen One. It's interesting. Unsteadily paced, but it has a kid and a close-knit team and great Rodney POV, especially regarding his relationship with John.

Point is, though, that now I want to know when someone is going to write an SGA/DS9 crossover-fusion-thing where ( spoiler for the fic. ) Ancients = Prophets, time doesn't flow linearly in their weird white noncorporeal world, wormholes everywhere.

( OMG. )

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