odditycollector

odditycollector: I recorded a podfic!
caia_comica: Uh.
caia_comica: Which fic did you record?
odditycollector: the sga badfic.
odditycollector: I am unsure I did a terrible enough job, but w/e
caia_comica: I suppose if it is any good you can always rerecord!

(Also I seem to have acquired a weird-ass accent for the first minute or two, but if anyone asks it is a *feature*.)

Ill make up a tittle later ok it has to be GOoD!
Summary: Ronin is hurt very very bad during a mission and Sheppard takes care of him because he loves him so much, but there be tons of problems, like that Ronin’s *really* hurt. Read ‘cause I think it’s awful and I suck. Thanx!
This is for storydivagirl becaue she is awesme and RRed my las stori!!!

Original story
MP3 for download

(AHA, found it! MWAAHAHAAA!)

In the ages before, I wrote a story for Stargate: Atlantis, Ill make up a tittle later ok it has to be GOoD!, and it was beautiful.

Such wealth of situation and character combined in fashions I had never before known, and as the words took shape under my fingers, I shed a tear for knowing I would not again reach these heights of inspiration. So many wonders filled the screen in front of me: Tragedy! Raw emotion! Fierce, loyal determination! Buttsex! Truly, I had said all there was in me to say: my muse spent, my soul emptied. I swore then upon my pen an oath to remain silent on the subject forevermore: best to be remembered for my one, fleeting triumph than a thousand dim echoes of the magic I had once wielded.

Yet, alas, I am returned, for to stay away is to battle endlessly against the pull into the deepening veil beyond all things. As the planets are made to dance above us, delicate ballerinas shackled to their fate by the long hands of gravity, I too can never truly be free.

But do not despair for me, friends of my bosom. Though I slip closer, I do not surrender; I am still mighty.

 

Thanks to m_butterfly, for being my brain canary on this one. She even survived, so it's probably safe to go in.

 
Because you demanded, the latest disaster:
( Our trip to the planet and what happened after. )

 

(And now, with any luck, I've got it out of my system.)