I have a rather muddy idea for a fic if anyone wants it.

[musicisavictim.livejournal.com]

I have the greatest idea for a Rimmer/Lister fic. I think I'd call it "Waiting". It would have to be a Stargate crossover, even though I loath crossovers. The idea is that Lister and Rimmer crash on a paradise of an uninhabited planet. Then Lister starts dieing of , oh I dunno.... cancer from his cigars. Neither of them wants to go through his death, so Lister goes into stasis. Rimmer then does the first intelligent thing in his life er...death and uses the cloning technology in one of starbugs escape pods. This time he presses the button marked 'randomize genome?' and produces an actual race of people from his genes. Then, he waits. A very... long.... time. He hopes that the new humans will evolve to the point where they can cure frozen Lister. The people progess much slower than he had imagined. They build huts, they create fire, eat more fruits than meat, and are all around a very laid back and groovy people. They recognize Rimmer as their creator, but don't worship him. So SG1 comes to this planet and see the stasis pod propped up in an abandoned temple. Jack thinks it got a sort of Snow White thing going on. A guy from the village steps out of the bushes and says hello, Daniel wants to know why he speaks english. The guy explains that their creator god seems to have trouble learning their language, so some of them learned his. He goes on to say that their creater sat here by the Sleeping One and waited until the villagers brought him down to put him up in someone's hut. Daniel thinks that he must be talking about bringing a statue down, not literally a god. The guy asks if they want to meet him, and led them home. When they get to a nondescript hut and are taken inside they are suprised and slightly dissapointed to meet a nondescript man whose only remarkable features are a rather silly looking 'H' on his forhead, and impressively large nostrils. There is an awkward silence before Rimmer speaks. "Do any of you have any tea?" Daniel digs frantically in his BDU's while staring at the God, and produces a zip-baggy of green tea. Rimmer takes the bag and sniffs it. He wrinkles his nose and hands it back. "You lot are Americans, aren't you?"
That's as far as I've really thought it out.

Comments

[nessaancalime.livejournal.com]

Non-descript? Rimmer? Which planet are you from ::g::
So are they gonna put Lister in a sarcophagus?

[musicisavictim.livejournal.com]

Sorry... Well if you were told you were about to meet a god, and all the ones you'd seen so far belonged in a live Las Vegas show (with white tigers) wouldn't you be slightly disappointed to meet a moody Englishman? I don't know about the sarcophagus..... I was rather hoping someone else would pick the story up, creep with it to some dark and seedy corner, and emerge some time later with a finished peice. I don't have time to finish it, I'm going through some stages of self-actualization. If I finish it while I'm changing I'll be unhappy with it later.

[nessaancalime.livejournal.com]

I have seen authors try this before, but I don't think it is so easy to take over a fairly detailed idea like this from someone else. They would need to be into Stargate too. Probably you should let it simmer on the back burner, and start writing it when you are ready.
I would think they would be happy not to find a nasty goauld, even an Englishman would be better than that ::bg:: And knowing Daniel, he be endlessly curious as to what the heck has happened here.
The sarcophagus is of course a rather obvious solution to curing Lister, but it has its side-effects as Daniel found out.

[alia-eternal.livejournal.com]

slightly dissapointed to meet a nondescript man whose only remarkable features are a rather silly looking 'H' on his forhead, and impressively large nostrils. There is an awkward silence before Rimmer speaks. "Do any of you have any tea?" Daniel digs frantically in his BDU's while staring at the God, and produces a zip-baggy of green tea. Rimmer takes the bag and sniffs it. He wrinkles his nose and hands it back. "You lot are Americans, aren't you?"
That's as far as I've really thought it out.

Okay, whether that ever reaches fruition as a fic or not it was hilarious! Especially the above, made me laugh out loud.

[musicisavictim.livejournal.com]

Thankyou! The lines about the tea were the only reason I tryed to come up with any of the rest of it.

[kelly-holden.livejournal.com]

Sounds like it would be good, but what are you doing in my house?

[musicisavictim.livejournal.com]

Hehehehehehe....ahem.

[beetle-breath.livejournal.com]

I like the description of the Lister race. =D

(I know nothing about Stargate, so I'm a little useless there.)

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

I wish I knew the first thing about Stargate, because I would be so over this...

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

My thoughts exactly. :p Maybe we should co-write something akin to it as non-Stargate. Maybe a crossover with something we both know... maybe not a crossover...

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Now I'm thinking about the Cat-race living off of the book of Cloister, and having holy wars. I'm thinking about the kinds of batty things that might seep into a Rimmerrace, even one that doesn't worship him... *mulling*

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

...and the biologist in me is thinking about the whacked crap you would get from a randomized genome. Especially if it were a seeding pod, and the randomization was designed be specifically targeted, to create the spectrum of fauna you need to terraform a planet. Rimmerbeasts! Rimmerbirds and Rimmerbees! Neurotic, pompous Rimmertrees!

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Hmm, AU ending to Out Of Time, a la Gone, only Lister is mortally wounded... and Starbug is toast, so Rimmer hies them to an escape pod...

The waiting-for-race-to-develop-to-the-point-where-they-can-heal-Lister is vaguely like the spaceship Zaphod comes across on the planet with the Total Perspective Vortex. The one that is delayed until a new civilization can emerge that is capable of producing small lemon-soaked paper napkins. :D

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

I know! I like it! ;)

I like the idea of how a race of Listers would be different from a race of Rimmers. I always did find it odd that he could clone himself in Rimmerworld - what was there to clone from? What if, instead of a world of randomized Lister-genome people, we have a Listerworld? Rimmer tries for the former and ends up with the latter.

And... Um... Other ideas. That would be to plot spesific to mention in public if we end up doing it. ;)

[musicisavictim.livejournal.com]

What if Rimmer trys to clone himself, but ends up with a Rimmer/Lister mix. You know, because he has a bit of Lister's DNA in him.....for some reason....heheh.

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

The thing is already in motion... *eep*

*eep* X 10^23

[musicisavictim.livejournal.com]

Good God! I was reading that section of the HHGTG last night! Spoooooky.

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. It's funny, but disturbing.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

THEN we could talk tree-porn! :D

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

It'd be another Lister/Planet!

[eviltigerlily.livejournal.com]

Rimmertress!!! What a spectacular idea! How come nobody thought of this before?

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

The trees are getting a little out of hand.