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"The Midas Syndrome" by Rheanna (PG)
Fandom: STARGATE SG-1
Pairing: none
author's page: Palimpset
author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rheanna27
Why this must be read:
I know someone has already recommended one of Rheanna's other Stargate stories, and while I'm reluctant to repeat authors, this is one of my very favorite SG stories, that bad day/rainy day/one last story before bed stories.
"Midas Syndrome" is about one of SG-1's very first missions together, while they're still getting used to the whole exploring-the-galaxy thing, and still just getting to know one another. Team bonding, mold run wild, and the secret to ordering pizza at a top secret facility ensue.
Note: this story, like the last one I recc'd, is told in 1st person POV, by Jack. The addendum to this note is that Rheanna has his voice (and everyone else's) so perfect, I completely forgot about that.
Exploration, as I would gradually come to understand, has its good days and bad days, just like everything else. Sometimes you arrive through a Gate to meet sunshine and smiling natives who want to feed you and generally be nice to you, and sometimes you hit the galactic equivalent of a wet Tuesday night in Butthole, Arkansas. Nevertheless, we were pushing back the boundaries of human knowledge. As the saying has it, we were boldly going where no man, woman, archaeologist or genetically altered human had been before. I felt obliged to say something meaningful. Something significant.
"Well, this is a dump."
Yeah. That covered it nicely.
The Midas Syndrome
Pairing: none
author's page: Palimpset
author on LJ:
rheanna27Why this must be read:
I know someone has already recommended one of Rheanna's other Stargate stories, and while I'm reluctant to repeat authors, this is one of my very favorite SG stories, that bad day/rainy day/one last story before bed stories.
"Midas Syndrome" is about one of SG-1's very first missions together, while they're still getting used to the whole exploring-the-galaxy thing, and still just getting to know one another. Team bonding, mold run wild, and the secret to ordering pizza at a top secret facility ensue.
Note: this story, like the last one I recc'd, is told in 1st person POV, by Jack. The addendum to this note is that Rheanna has his voice (and everyone else's) so perfect, I completely forgot about that.
Exploration, as I would gradually come to understand, has its good days and bad days, just like everything else. Sometimes you arrive through a Gate to meet sunshine and smiling natives who want to feed you and generally be nice to you, and sometimes you hit the galactic equivalent of a wet Tuesday night in Butthole, Arkansas. Nevertheless, we were pushing back the boundaries of human knowledge. As the saying has it, we were boldly going where no man, woman, archaeologist or genetically altered human had been before. I felt obliged to say something meaningful. Something significant.
"Well, this is a dump."
Yeah. That covered it nicely.
The Midas Syndrome