Farscspe Episode title Challenge

[Bandana Girl]

Hello Everybody!!!
You know how people will make a coherent sentance out of Soap Opera Titles (All My Children follow the Guiding Light...) I 've found many t-shirts like this. I was thinking maybe someone (or lots of people) could make some passage ( or 2 person conversation) using Farscape episode titles. I think that would be very interesting.

Unfortunately Bandana Girl can't make an attempt since she has terrible creative writing skills but I'd like to see what people would come up with using Farscape episode titles.:D

[jayelsee]

Oh, my, god. You have GOT to be kidding me! I JUST DID THIS (sort of) IN ANOTHER THREAD! I'll repost it here, give me a sec!

[jayelsee]

Here it is. I just posted it in a thread about "what would be better for Farscape, movie or mini-series." We had gotten into a lively little discussion:

(What I posted):

Hey, this is just purely speculative, just for fun. Perfect_Tommy is only asking your opinion, in case you were offered the choice. We all know that a mini-series and a movie are only rumors at this point, just an unrealized reality. Sigh.

So let’s not go out of our minds, it’s just a poll, no need to go into meltdown over it. None of us in here have planned any really different destinations. The last thing any of us want is to cause self-inflicted wounds that result in fractures in this community. We all want the same thing, relativity speaking--MORE seasons of Farscape. That common goal is how this family ties together--this diverse, creative, quixotic, mental-as-anything community of mothers, fathers, daughters, suns and lovers. Any response we’ve seen in here is just a human reaction, because we all care so much. The ugly truth is that promises for another season were broken by skiffy, so while we’re waiting for the day to come when we can say, “Thank God it’s Farscape Friday, again”, it’s just fun to speculate about what would happen if there was a plan B, a movie or a mini-series. No need to be like a dog with two bones, either, why not both? Let’s just remember, we all want the same thing, and there are infinite possibilities.

I know there are times when we hit bottom, and feel like we’ve fallen into a constellation of doubt. I know we’ve all searched for that hidden memory to explain why the best show ever created was cancelled prematurely. Sometimes, we just have to accept that what happened was just bad timing, and remind one another to wait for the wheel to turn around again. I know it will, so don’t lose your nerve, keep on doing what you’re doing. Donate, sacrifice, write letters, recruit new fans, keep telling skiffy we won’t get fooled again, and say a little prayer for the resurrection of our show. Dream a little dream that one day soon, Brian, DK, Rockne, Ben et al will tell us they’ve got a secret! Picture, if you will, the press release from Henson telling us about their not-so-simple plan that got our show back! I truly believe that someday, they will work that old black magic and tell us we’re going back to the future, again.

Well, I’ve written much more than I intended when I started this--I’m losing time I should be spending doing something else. Just want to say how much I enjoy your company, and thanks for sharing!

[KellEy.. "red"]

OH MY GOD, that is *fabulous*!!!!!!!!!

[soccerscaper]

That was just awesome!! That's a tough one to beat.

[jayelsee]

It's funny, but no one has commented about it in the thread where I initially posted it. Do you think anybody noticed? Maybe I should go back and edit it, bold the titles.....

Nah, it's more fun this way!:rollin:

[Roland]

OMG!!! :shocked: Can I quote (post) that on my site? Pwetty Pwease...

I'll post your name to it so you get the cred of course!
Brilliant writing jayelsee! :bowdown:

[Silk]

I think everyone has said all that can be said--but I'll say, "THAT IS SO FRELLING AWESOME!"

Dang, it's too big to put in an aim profile!

[jayelsee]

Can I quote (post) that on my site? Pwetty Pwease...

Sure, have at it!

What I think is absolutely hilarious is--

1) I had just finished posting this in that other thread and not 30 seconds later, I saw Bandana Girl's challenge! I almost fell off my chair!

2) Several people have posted in the original thread since I did, but NO ONE has mentioned my post. Do you think they really didn't get it? Maybe they thought I was being serious!

Too funny!:rollin: :rollin: :D

[Bandana Girl]

:spew: :roll:

[Bandana Girl]

I counted 31!!! Anybody find more?

[Eiley]

Bravo! That was very creative and great fun to read.

[Roland]

Originally posted by jayelsee
Sure, have at it!


Thank's jayelsee! :)

[Jude]

Originally posted by Bandana Girl
I counted 31!!! Anybody find more?

Nope, I only found 30...

[Selena]

Originally posted by jayelsee
It's funny, but no one has commented about it in the thread where I initially posted it. Do you think anybody noticed? Maybe I should go back and edit it, bold the titles.....

Nah, it's more fun this way!:rollin:
Lots of times readers don't comment .. so don't fret. That was an awesome piece :bowdown: to the master!

[Eric Satan]

that was very cool (and I got 30 as well but I see where it's almost 31)

[jayelsee]

Lots of times readers don't comment .. so don't fret. Oh, no fear, I'm not fretting. Just kind of curious if anybody noticed.

For those who are counting the titles, here's some help. I "cheated" a little on a couple of them, but, remember, I wasn't answering the title challenge when I wrote it! My goal was to include at least one title reference in every sentence, and except for the first sentence, I think I did it!.....:) :):)

"Hey, this is just purely speculative, just for fun. Perfect_Tommy is only asking your opinion, in case you were offered THE CHOICE . We all know that a mini-series and a movie are only rumors at this point, just an UNREALIZED REALITY. Sigh.

So let’s not go OUT OF our* MINDS, (*their) it’s just a poll, no need to go into MELTDOWN over it. None of us in here have planned any really DIFFERENT DESTINATIONS. The last thing any of us want is to cause SELF-INFLICTED WOUNDS that result in FRACTURES in this community. We all want the same thing, RELATIVITY speaking--more seasons of Farscape. That common goal is how this FAMILY TIES together--this diverse, creative, "quixotic" (substitute JOHN QUIXOTE-like), MENTAL-AS-ANYTHING community of mothers, fathers, daughters, SUNS AND LOVERS. Any response we’ve seen in here is just a HUMAN REACTION, because we all care so much. THE UGLY TRUTH is that PROMISES for another season were broken by skiffy, so while we’re waiting for the day to come when we can say, “THANK GOD IT'S (Farscape) FRIDAY, AGAIN”, it’s just fun to speculate about what would happen if there was a PLAN B, a movie or a mini-series. No need to be like A DOG WITH TWO BONES, either, why not both? Let’s just remember, we all want the same thing, and there are INFINITE POSSIBILITIES.

I know there are times when we hit bottom, and feel like we’ve fallen into A CONSTELLATION OF DOUBT. I know we’ve all searched for that HIDDEN MEMORY to explain why the best show ever created was cancelled prematurely. Sometimes, we just have to accept that what happened was just BAD TIMING, and remind one another to WAIT FOR THE WHEEL to turn around again. I know it will, so don’t lose your NERVE, keep on doing what you’re doing. Donate, SACRIFICE, write letters, recruit new fans, keep telling skiffy we WON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN, and say a little PRAYER for the RESURRECTION of our show. DREAM A LITTLE DREAM that one day soon, Brian, DK, Rockne, Ben et al will tell us THEY'VE GOT A SECRET! .... PICTURE, IF YOU WILL, the press release from Henson telling us about their NOT-SO-SIMPLE PLAN that got our show back! I truly believe that someday, they will work THAT OLD BLACK MAGIC and tell us we’re going BACK (and back and back) TO THE FUTURE, again.

Well, I’ve written much more than I intended when I started this--I’m LOSING TIME I should be spending doing something else. Just want to say how much I enjoy your company, and THANKS FOR SHARING.":D :D:D :D

[B Sharp]

Originally posted by jayelsee
It's funny, but no one has commented about it in the thread where I initially posted it. Do you think anybody noticed? Maybe I should go back and edit it, bold the titles.....

Nah, it's more fun this way!:rollin:

I saw it, and I admit that I didn't catch it on the premiere post, but then on my exodus from the genesis of that thread, a human reaction began. Did I see something there? I went back and back and back to the future: Do I see a pattern? I do, I think. No, maybe not. After losing time reading it over and over, I discovered the ugly truth: that jayelsee was using that old black magic on me. What Nerve!

[jayelsee]

:aok: :rollin: :rollin:

[mysticalseeker]

Well for those who can't remember all 88 eps (like me :D) here they are:

Premiere
I, E.T
Exodus From Genesis
Throne For A Loss
Back and Back and Back to the Future
Thank God It's Friday...Again
PK Tech Girl
That Old Black Magic
DNA Mad Scientist
They've Got a Secret
'Til the Blood Runs Clear
Rhapsody in Blue
The Flax
Jeremiah Crichton
Durka Returns
A Human Reaction
Through The Looking Glass
A Bug's Life
Nerve
The Hidden Memory
Bone To Be Wild
Family Ties
Mind the Baby
Vitas Mortis
Taking the Stone
Crackers Don't Matter
Picture If You Will
The Way We Weren't
Home on the Remains
Dream a Little Dream
Out of Their Minds
My 3 Crichtons
Look at the Princess 1: A Kiss is But a Kiss
Look at the Princess 2: I Do, I Think
Look at the Princess 3: The Maltese Crichton
Beware of Dog
Won't Get Fooled Again
The Locket
The Ugly Truth
A Clockwork Nebari
Liars, Guns, and Money 1: A Not So Simple Plan
Liars, Guns, and Money 2: With Friends Like These
Liars, Guns, and Money 3: Plan B
Die Me, Dichotomy
Season of Death
Suns and Lovers
Self-Inflicted Wounds, Part 1: Could'a, Would'a, Should'a
Self-Inflicted Wounds, Part 2: Wait for the Wheel
Different Destinations
Eat Me
Thanks for Sharing
Green Eyed Monster
Losing Time
Relativity
Incubator
Meltdown
Scratch 'n Sniff
Infinite Possibilities, Part 1: Daedalus Demands
Infinite Possibilities, Part 2: Icarus Abides
Revenging Angel
The Choice
Fractures
I Yensch, You Yensch
Into the Lion's Den, Part 1 - Lambs to the Slaughter
Into the Lion's Den, Part 2 - Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Dog With Two Bones
Crichton Kicks
What Was Lost, Part 1: Sacrifice
What Was Lost, Part 2: Resurrection
Lava's A Many Splendored Thing
Promises
Natural Election
John Quixote
I Shrink Therefore I Am
A Prefect Murder
Coup by Clam
Unrealized Reality
Kansas
Terra Firma
Twice Shy
Mental As Anything
Bringing Home the Beacon
A Constellation of Doubt
Prayer
We're So Screwed, Part 1: Fetal Attraction
We're So Screwed, Part 2: Hot to Katratzi
We're So Screwed, Part 3: La Bomba
Bad Timing

And yes I will be giving it a shot, but I doubt jayelsee has anything to worry about :aok:

[Twich]

Ooooh. This might be fun. Geez...get my mind going. Give me a bit of time. Maybe this calls for a fic? Hmmmmm.

[Selena1]

I did one of these a long time ago, though it was set up more like a story about something...and no one commented on it, so I just figured it sucked.

[jayelsee]

Do you still have it, can you post it here, Selena1?

[Selena1]

It's somewhat a story of a family effort to be involved in saving their favorite show...

I woke this morning and thought to myself, “This is a day of Infinite Possibilities”. So I Scratched my chin N Sniffed for the coffee I knew would be brewing. I rose then and stopped by my daughter’s room, she was still sleeping, so I just stood there and Looked At The Princess. I decided I Won’t Get Fooled Again and stepped into the room, knowing she only pretended to Dream A Little Dream.

She had a wicked grin on her face as she looked up and said “Mom, don’t have a Meltdown. I just wasn’t ready to leave my Unrealized Reality.”

“Fine.” I said, “but The Ugly Truth is that today we have …Different Destinations as we continue to campaign for our favorite show. Are you going to wear The Locket today? The one that allows others to look Through The Looking Glass and see the show as we do?” I knew I looked anxious as she gave me that typical “ must be a mom thing” look.

“Yes mom…but The Choice was yours to Mind The Baby today and you could have come to the convention with me instead of the internet café.

“Thanks For Sharing your opinion, dear, but we really are Losing Time and we’ve made Promises to the other campaigners. I swear, the chapter in Kansas must be Out Of Their Minds with all they must do to get the ratings up.

“But mom…They’ve Got A Secret. Picture If You Will how those network executives will be once they use That Old Black Magic and unlock The Hidden Memory, the memory that it’s a great show and they love it. It’s A Human Reaction to be blinded by money but I’m sure they’ll get over their Self –Inflicted Wounds and find the Nerve they will need to admit they made a mistake.”
I knew that we would have to rely on our Family Ties to help get the word out as we pushed further in the campaign. “You’re right dear, now get out there and do your thing! But please be careful of the Liars with Guns looking for your Money.” So we went our separate ways and I headed for the café.

Along the way, I passed a Dog With Two Bones and gave him wide berth so he wouldn’t attack and told the next person I saw to Beware Of Dog. I got to the café and sat down and another fan of the show took the seat next to me. I smiled at her and said “Thank God It’s Friday, Again because weekends are the only time I have to work on the campaign.

[fiona-maria]

Now I feel like a bit of a twit. Jayelsee, I didn't realise that was what you were doing. I was racking my brain trying to think why you would post such a long post in this thread without actually participating in the challenge!*laugh* OK. Call me s-l-o-w.*grin*

Good job, though. Really good job. You too, Selena. Wow.

And, mystical seeker, thank you for the list. I am one of those people who needs a reminder like that.*grin*

Fiona

[the_cadpig]

Well, dayum! Jayelsee! and Selena!

I might as well just pack it in and go home. No way I'm ever gonna come up with anything as magnificent as those entries.

Good job!

*cp crumples the poor torn, scratched over, rubbed through, dog-eared sheet of paper she was agonizing over and scores two points into the nearest trashcan.

(course, that was just my physics homework :D)

[jayelsee]

Selena1, that was FANtastic! Glad you still had it. Within the context of your creation, you were able to work in some of the titles I couldn't fit into my "topic".


Now I feel like a bit of a twit. Jayelsee, I didn't realise that was what you were doing. Selena, I'll bet that's what happened the first time you posted yours!

[Selena1]

Thanks jayelsee, yours was really cool. Less sory and more entertainment..hehe

It's true, those that read it when I originally posted it may not have understood the purpose.

[Bandana Girl]

oohhoo. I'm so glad I suggested this. Everyone is Soooooo funny!!! Thank you Mystical seeker for posting the titles!! (Selena I love how you snuck in LATP!!!! ) I should add trilogy names can be used too!!

I think this is the first thread I ever startred which got to 2 pages!! Thanks Scapers!!!

I would like someone to try and use, Throne for a Loss, The flax and bringing home the beacon.

[Jude]

I am gonna give it a go as a small odd story about an odd day...
I'll post results later...

Okay I gave it a go... Its very bizarre and nonsensical, but hey...

The Bizarre Day Out…

I woke up this morning and remembered PROMISES I had made to my best friend about going to the PREMIERE of a brand new film we were going to see. So I met up with my friend who looked a RHAPSODY IN BLUE, which was strange as she nearly always wore black. Still my friend is MENTAL AS ANYTHING. She started telling me she was woken by A DOG WITH TWO BONES barking outside here window, and that last night when she was drunk she keeps BRINGING HOME THE BEACON from the road works at the bottom of the road, and that she said a PRAYER that she wouldn’t be caught!
Anyway it was just by BAD TIMING that we realized that A PERFECT MURDER had happened in front of us. We thought “WE’RE SO SCREWED” and that we needed to on a witness protection program to KANSAS so JOHN QUIXOTE the notorious killer wouldn’t find us anywhere on TERRA FIRMA, as he was associated with LIARS, GUNS AND MONEY.
Anyway, this strange woman with a BEWARE OF DOG slogan on her T-shirt, invited us to a circus. My crazy friend being stupid and seeing THE LOCKET that was stolen from her a while ago stepped into a cage. Little did she realize she was stepping INTO THE LION’S DEN. The lion lost it and luckily she only escaped with minor FRACTURES. Like they say once bitten TWICE SHY she lost her NERVE. There was now a CONSTELLATION OF DOUBT about what was happening to us, and we realized we were LOSING TIME. Soon people were pointing and shouting LOOK AT THE PRINCESS isn’t she beautiful, but we figured that they were OUT OF THEIR MINDS.
PICTURE IF YOU WILL my friend and I alone. There were INFINITE POSSIBILITIES to what could happen, so my friend worked THAT OLD BLACK MAGIC and then the GREEN EYED MONSTER within me emerged. She said we had FAMILY TIES and that WHAT WAS LOST by this news she had broken was nothing compared to what I had gained. I smiled and replied “THANKS FOR SHARING mate”
I realized that something was wrong and that I WON’T GET FOOLED AGAIN, so I ran as fast as I could. She screamed at me it was all just SELF INFLICTED WOUNDS and that I would get over it eventually, but I had other problems, John Quixote’s henchman JEREMIAH CHRICHTON had appeared. THE CHOICE I had made could of killed me, but luckily we were heading to DIFFERENT DESTINATIONS and in fact he was after my friend for the beacon incident. THE UGLY TRUTH was I was dreaming, and there was no way I could see to wake up, and if I wasn’t careful I would go BACK AND BACK AND BACK TO THE FUTURE. I smiled a Jeremiah and said “EAT ME” bitterly, but he just smiled and said it was UNREALIZED REALITY, of course I knew different. Suddenly I went into MELTDOWN as a loud ringing noise sounded throughout the streets. I opened my eyes and turned off the alarm clock. Mum smiled at me “Did you DREAM A LITTLE DREAM?” she asked. I just smiled knowingly and thought THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY…AGAIN!

[jayelsee]

:rollin: :rollin: :rollin: :rollin:

We're "rollin" now!

[Jude]

Originally posted by jayelsee
We're "rollin" now!

Hell Yeah!
I want to see someone use EVERY title, not just a half or so!

[Bandana Girl]

:rollin: :rollin: :rollin: :rollin:

[Bandana Girl]

BUMP

[Bandana Girl]

Bumpity

[Twich]

Still working on one. Hope to have it here later today. :)

[Twich]

“Thank God it’s Friday.”

I say that every Friday, but today I really meant it. Picture if you will, a Bug’s Life. The ants that were running around like they were about to have a meltdown? That was me during the past week.

It started on Monday with a phone call from my mother. She was acting mental as anything and it took me several minutes to get her calmed down enough to tell me the ugly truth. My brother had stolen the locket that my father gave to her for their first anniversary. He gave her a bunch of promises that he would get it back, but mom thought that given the choice, he probably didn’t have a prayer of finding it. Mom said he sold it on Ebay to someone from Kansas.

Just as I was telling her that our family ties were in fractures, my boss showed up to give me my new assignment. I needed to write slogans for a lava lamp company. I ended the conversation with my mother and tried to work on it, but all I could come up with was Lava’s a Many Splendored Thing. He gave me an odd look with a funny little scratch and sniff and told me to try again. I noticed a definite scent wafting from his direction and wrinkled my nose as I told him thanks for sharing. He mumbled something that sounded like eat me as he walked away and I put my ideas back in the incubator. I knew there were infinite possibilities with this lava campaign but I was stuck. I needed to make some sort of exodus from Genesis cause all I could see in my head was mountainous spurts of lava as the earth began. I decided it was time to call it a day and head home.

I spent the rest of the evening dodging phone calls and listening to my family spill their woes on my answering machine. I didn’t want to think about my relativity to my family or all of their self inflicted wounds. All my brother could say was could’a should’a would’a. You would think he would have learned something after losing time in jail, but he didn’t even think about what was lost anymore. Just about the liars, guns and money he got involved with in prison. His sacrifice was pointless. I guess we were just headed for different destinations.

The next morning while working on my lava presentation I decided to kick in a little of that old black magic and put on my Rhapsody in Blue cd. That would get my brain working. Just as I was beginning to get warmed up, my computer and its bad timing decided to crash on me.

“Well, that’s it,” I thought. “We’re so screwed. There’s no way I can get this project done now.”

My boss, who every now and tried to dream a little dream and imagine he was some sort of superhero, decided to come and rid my computer of its season of death. Instead of being my revenging angel, he turned out a little bit more like John Quixote. As there was no miraculous resurrection of my computer, I told him that Daedalus (my computer) demands a bit more than he can give and I called the PK Tech Girl.

When Durka, our local tech, showed up, she was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Her teeny tiny blouse was covered with teeny tiny clams snapping everywhere. It was a regular coup by clam. The men in the office went out of their minds with little miss hot to katratzi and I knew we were in for la bomba for the rest of the afternoon. The men were willingly walking into the lion’s den.

The other ladies in the office knew that she was built the way we weren’t and we all got bitten by the green eyed monster, though we didn’t want to admit it. We decided to go to the premiere of a new movie, I ET. It was a documentary of the making of ET. It was followed up by the sequel to a Clockwork Orange, A Clockwork Nebari. Not exactly stellar movie making, but with friends like these it didn’t need to be. We always had fun anyway.

After cutting out for the afternoon, we all decided to forget what was lost and the next day we would go back and back and back to the future…and get all of our work done. I called into the office and found out that Durka hadn’t been able to fix my computer. I would work from home tomorrow. I was glad. I told my friends I really didn’t want to be in the office when Durka returns. Watching through the looking glass to see all of the men in the office whisper like they’ve got a secret when we all knew what they were thinking was enough to make me ill. They were like lambs to the slaughter in her presence. I didn’t need to do that again.

When I got home that night, I discovered chaos in my backyard. That dog with two bones that I had seen the other day must have gotten into my garbage. I swear my neighbors need to put beware of dog signs up all over the neighborhood instead of just in their yard. That stupid dog didn’t need to be given a bone to be wild. He just was. I figured that after I cleaned up, taking the stone from near the fence and putting it on top of my garbage can wasn’t such a bad idea. Maybe that would minimize what was lost next time.

I was just getting up the nerve to start cleaning up the garbage when I realized that a mouse family had built its home on the remains of my Chinese dinner. Mommy mouse had obviously stayed home to mind the baby because it appeared that daddy mouse was trying to add on to their new home by bringing the cracker box from across the yard. Poor guy. Try as he might, he couldn’t move that cracker box. I started to think that cracker’s don’t matter to the guy, but then I realized he was moving his family. Looked like they were going to give up their Chinese throne for a loss of just a little space so they could move into the big cracker box mansion across the yard.

“Well, good for them” I shrugged, as I went to the mailbox to pick up my mail. I figured that the mouse family moving from one place to the other gave me an excuse to leave the mess and come back later. Let them get their belongings settled before I cleaned up the rest of their theme park.

When I retrieved my mail, I was appalled to see that there was a package from my ex-boyfriend. Jeremiah Crichton couldn’t seem to leave me alone no matter what I did. When we first started dating, I had thought the sun rose and set on him. (I have a problem lumping together suns and lovers. Don’t know why. Just do.) I had told everyone that Crichton kicks…cause he was so wonderful and loving. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have such a man. And then things started changing just a little. He started showing an interest in DNA. Mad scientist images kept popping into my head, but he wasn’t that bad. I thought he was just interested in what our future children would look like. You know, some sort of strange fetal attraction. It wasn’t until he was talking about cloning people that I started to get really scared. He told me that Icarus abides within his soul and he wanted to turn himself into the Maltese Crichton. Then he hit me with the revelation that made me realize that he was no longer planted on Terra Firma (as if the others hadn’t given me a clue yet). He had awoken the hidden memory within himself and realized that he and I were royalty. He said that people would worship us. They would shout “Look at the Princess!” when they saw me. He had a not so simple plan to create an entire society that we would rule by natural election. I told him I wasn’t sure about that idea and I pulled away from him, but then he shouted that I shrink, therefore I am perfect for the task of ruling! I admit, I was starting into a bit of a constellation of doubt about the whole relationship.

Despite all of this, I still loved him. It was strange, this pleasure at being worshipped. When he asked if I loved him and would love him for all eternity, I said “I do, I think.” But It wasn’t until he showed me his invention for creating our society that I got really scared. It was a huge series of wheels with odd strings and bindings. He pointed to the top and said we had to wait for the wheel to come down and then we would be wrapped in the flax until the blood runs clear. I knew at that moment that I was going to die. Me! Dichotomy though it was, I still loved him. I know it made no sense to feel that way, but I-yensch, you-yensch. It’s what makes the world go round I guess. I told him that I was afraid I would die and he lamented the loss of his princess. It would be a prefect murder. I decided then that instead of living some vitas mortis dream with him, I needed to end the relationship. After all, a kiss is but a kiss. My life is more important.

I opened the package, thinking again about the three stages that Jeremiah had gone through during our relationship. He had been like three different men. As I pulled out the pictures he had sent and stared at my three crichtons, I had to tell myself that I won’t get fooled again. He was a handsome man after all. It would be easy to fall back into a relationship with him. But I had already been bitten. Now I was twice shy. I couldn’t go back. He had thought he was bringing home the beacon of our love when he invented that machine. Poor man didn’t see that it was destined to be an unrealized reality.

I grabbed my bowl of popcorn and headed for the living room. With a sigh I propped my feet up and clicked the remote to the Sci Fi channel. It was Farscape time. All I could think was “Thank God it’s Friday…again.”

[Jude]

Damn that fantastic... and it made more sense than mine!

[akimbo]

:thud:
:clap: :clap: :clap: :clap:
:signbravo:

[Twich]

Did I miss any? I tried to get all of the titles and subtitles in at least once. If anyone sees that I missed any, let me know so I can try and fit it in somewhere.

[Twich]

:bump:

[Bandana Girl]

:joy: :signbravo

[Jude]

Originally posted by Twich
Did I miss any? I tried to get all of the titles and subtitles in at least once. If anyone sees that I missed any, let me know so I can try and fit it in somewhere.

I didn't notice any missing... I think you got them all!

[jayelsee]

Good job!

[Twich]

Thanks...I sure had a lot of fun! :) I'm glad everyone liked it.

[Eiley]

Mine is basically a short summary of season 4, so if you haven't seen it, you may not want to read it. I think I got 42 different titles into it and then I stopped. I'm supposed to be working...Shhh Don't tell!

In an Unrealized Reality, maybe a kiss is but a kiss. In John’s life, the ugly truth is, with friends like his “could’a, would’a, should’a’s” will only get him so far. The choice is his. He could have either been the revenging angel or the green eyed monster. He could wait for the wheel, or charge ahead, say a little prayer and make plan B. Despite all his bad timing, he is still throne for a loss when that old black magic of his doesn’t work and his friends leave him. In a normal human reaction, left alone, John starts talking to him self. He’s mental as anything and teaches a DRD the 1812 overture. IMHO, he should have looked through the looking glass and seen how mangy he was with his beard. Instead he goes and dreams a little dream about Aeryn Sun and her baby. He is close to a meltdown before he realizes Crichton Kicks and that’s exactly what he does. He kicks his nasty fetal attraction and stops going back and back and back to the future. Even so, the hidden memory Noranti gave him is getting on his last nerve. He was bone to be wild; he doesn’t want any family ties, but memories of a certain sun and lover keep pulling him back in. When finally, Aeryn returns, John vows he won’t get fooled again. He knows they are out of their minds, but together with Noranti he comes up with a plan to kick his Aeryn addiction. Now that they’ve got a secret, he and Noranti have to deceive Scorpius who has joined the crew. John regrets what a perfect murder the crew could commit having Scorpy so close, but Aeryn has forbid it and John has made his promises to her. Things are patched up between Aeryn and John until she goes and gets abducted. In a not so simple plan, John vows to rescue her. Once John gets there, some crazy guy wanted to use Chiana as the incubator for Aeryn and John’s baby. Aeryn must mind the baby as she’s stabbed in the abdomen by some cruel looking medical bed. I thought she’d bleed ‘til the blood runs clear, but obviously I was wrong because she didn’t bleed at all. Even so, she seemed concerned about the baby and visited some DNA Mad Scientist to release it from stasis. Picture if you will, a perfect time where John and Aeryn are getting along and everything seems ideal. Aeryn has told John about the baby and John has asked her to marry him. Her response? Not “I do, I think,” but a very definite yes. After all this my Friday’s were in fractures. No longer would I think “Thank God it’s Friday…Again” for the same reason. Those guys at Psi Fi can eat me! Now Friday nights just mean the weekend is about to start and I’ve been left hanging.

[jayelsee]

Nice, Eiley!

We're getting some entertaining contributions here!

[Bandana Girl]

I'm loving this!!!

[Jude]

These are brilliant!

[Bandana Girl]

:bump:
I just thought of this and these contributions were brilliant :joy:

[ChianaGray]

Good god, that's unnatural!