Polynomials and Fixed Points by The Alpha Beta (Teen)
Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: Humor
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash, some het mentioned
Warning: none
Author on LJ: diluvian
Author's Website: unknown
Link: Polynomials and Fixed Points
Why this must be read:
Atlantis playing matchmaker? Where do I sign up!?!?! A fic that extrapolates on the humorous results of a scientist's theoretical program being sucked into Atlantis' mainframe and being absorbed by the city. When Atlantis decides who should go with who for long and short term liaisons then sends e-mails informing the residents of said city, the results cause much hilarity and smooshiness! I loved John and Heightmeyer being the sluts of Atlantis. Tickled my funny bone like crazy.
Story Summary: Atlantis does the math.
"Elizabeth, if I may?" At her nod, Rodney commandeered her laptop, swiveling it around on the desk and keying some passwords. A new window popped up, Rodney turned the screen some more, and John was looking at his own email.
The message header was relatively succinct, but all that registered was, "Blah blah blah sexual encounters with the following are given a better than 85% chance of satisfaction for all parties involved."
There was a list of names. A long list.
John hit the Page Down button.
He hit it again, then again, and reached the section where the database presented threesomes.
Page Down. Foursomes.
Page Down, moresomes.
Rec Category: Humor
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash, some het mentioned
Warning: none
Author on LJ: diluvian
Author's Website: unknown
Link: Polynomials and Fixed Points
Why this must be read:
Atlantis playing matchmaker? Where do I sign up!?!?! A fic that extrapolates on the humorous results of a scientist's theoretical program being sucked into Atlantis' mainframe and being absorbed by the city. When Atlantis decides who should go with who for long and short term liaisons then sends e-mails informing the residents of said city, the results cause much hilarity and smooshiness! I loved John and Heightmeyer being the sluts of Atlantis. Tickled my funny bone like crazy.
Story Summary: Atlantis does the math.
"Elizabeth, if I may?" At her nod, Rodney commandeered her laptop, swiveling it around on the desk and keying some passwords. A new window popped up, Rodney turned the screen some more, and John was looking at his own email.
The message header was relatively succinct, but all that registered was, "Blah blah blah sexual encounters with the following are given a better than 85% chance of satisfaction for all parties involved."
There was a list of names. A long list.
John hit the Page Down button.
He hit it again, then again, and reached the section where the database presented threesomes.
Page Down. Foursomes.
Page Down, moresomes.