cross-posting
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fyereFIVE-MINUTE CROSSPOST TEST FIC OF ~GLORY~
By Fyere.
Once upon a time, Jack O'Neill had a Livejournal. So did his friend, co-worker and sekrit life partner Daniel. They were on each other's friends-lists. They made each other lots of icons in Photoshop with pithy sayings and animations and screencaps from their favorite shows run through filters and jazzed up with gradients and song lyrics, which made them happy and was actually their method of foreplay.
But one day, Daniel discovered this place called Dreamwidth and, being a man of discerning tastes, he sent the creators lots and lots and lots of e-mails bugging them about every detail and feature until they gave him an account code just to send him away.
"Hey, Jack," Daniel typed one day. "You should come over here. I'll invite you. But I only have one invite, so you can't tell Teal'c."
This showed up on Jack's friends list between a post about a Cthulhu made out of a hot dog and spaghetti and an NC-17 Mulder/Krycek ficlet. "Why?" Jack typed back. "I'm too old a dog to be screwing around with new journaling services. I'm staying right where I am. Besides, I'm a BNF. If I up and leave, I might never get this much glory and adulation again."
"You can crosspost!!!"
"I don't know how to freakin' crosspost, Daniel. Leave me alone."
"But it's so sexy over here."
Jack looked over at the couch, where Daniel was sitting with his laptop on his knees, looking over the top of it with big pleading eyes. It was pretty sexy over there, he had to admit.
"Well, okay, then. Invite me if you must. But if I don't like it, I'm leaving."
So Jack signed up and he changed the site scheme to the green one because it matched the pants he was wearing, and as he fiddled around with it, it turned out that he did like it.
Daniel was very smug. Later on he wrapped his arms around Jack and taught him how to crosspost and it was like that sexy pottery scene in 'Ghost' except with a laptop and no messy clay because they'd already had to take the laptop back to the Apple store once for a replacement after they'd spilled a whole bottle of massage oil on the keyboard that one time and they didn't really want to take any more chances with their electronics.
And Jack sent Teal'c an invite code the next day, and Teal'c was happy as well.
~THE END~
*crosses fingers*
By Fyere.
Once upon a time, Jack O'Neill had a Livejournal. So did his friend, co-worker and sekrit life partner Daniel. They were on each other's friends-lists. They made each other lots of icons in Photoshop with pithy sayings and animations and screencaps from their favorite shows run through filters and jazzed up with gradients and song lyrics, which made them happy and was actually their method of foreplay.
But one day, Daniel discovered this place called Dreamwidth and, being a man of discerning tastes, he sent the creators lots and lots and lots of e-mails bugging them about every detail and feature until they gave him an account code just to send him away.
"Hey, Jack," Daniel typed one day. "You should come over here. I'll invite you. But I only have one invite, so you can't tell Teal'c."
This showed up on Jack's friends list between a post about a Cthulhu made out of a hot dog and spaghetti and an NC-17 Mulder/Krycek ficlet. "Why?" Jack typed back. "I'm too old a dog to be screwing around with new journaling services. I'm staying right where I am. Besides, I'm a BNF. If I up and leave, I might never get this much glory and adulation again."
"You can crosspost!!!"
"I don't know how to freakin' crosspost, Daniel. Leave me alone."
"But it's so sexy over here."
Jack looked over at the couch, where Daniel was sitting with his laptop on his knees, looking over the top of it with big pleading eyes. It was pretty sexy over there, he had to admit.
"Well, okay, then. Invite me if you must. But if I don't like it, I'm leaving."
So Jack signed up and he changed the site scheme to the green one because it matched the pants he was wearing, and as he fiddled around with it, it turned out that he did like it.
Daniel was very smug. Later on he wrapped his arms around Jack and taught him how to crosspost and it was like that sexy pottery scene in 'Ghost' except with a laptop and no messy clay because they'd already had to take the laptop back to the Apple store once for a replacement after they'd spilled a whole bottle of massage oil on the keyboard that one time and they didn't really want to take any more chances with their electronics.
And Jack sent Teal'c an invite code the next day, and Teal'c was happy as well.
~THE END~
*crosses fingers*
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Date: 2009-04-25 02:11 am (UTC)*identifies with Jack, omg*
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Date: 2009-04-25 02:15 am (UTC)(I kind of do, too.....shhh.)
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Date: 2009-04-25 02:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-29 11:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-25 03:27 am (UTC)I am loving.
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Date: 2009-04-29 11:32 pm (UTC)Yays!
Date: 2009-04-25 03:44 am (UTC)Re: Yays!
Date: 2009-04-29 11:33 pm (UTC)Re: Yays!
Date: 2009-05-01 03:07 pm (UTC)And yet, it's kinda cool. :-)
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Date: 2009-05-01 03:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-01 03:15 pm (UTC)By 'maybe' I mean 'maybe I'll write one Right Now'. :D
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Date: 2009-05-01 03:16 pm (UTC)There simply can't be enough good crack fic, especially not crack fic that intersects with real life. Or as real life as online fake life can be. :-)