LOLAdopted: 2010

[lolmac]

A personal fave of mine from 2010.  I call this kind of caption 'narrative' style; it's one of my favourite methods, although the layouts can be really challenging.

The mouseover text for this actually comes from the comment thread on the original post, and was Lothi's sparkly genius!

The comments on LOLMac, for me, have become the very best part of the whole thing.  Not just the awful puns and the crackfic, although those certainly blaze very brightly!  But all of it makes me feel shiny.

The cracky commentfic actually started in 2010 -- a very good year for LOLMac, I must say! -- with this offering from idlewild_. thothmes made her first contribution to that field later that summer, which soon led to the addition of a new tag, and the collective writing of a full-length story, and much, much more glee in the months -- years! -- since.

And that's it for today's retrospectives; the Classic LOLs World Series will begin tomorrow.  Stay tuned later today for the promised, epochal, epic LOL #1400!

Comments

[jackwabbit.livejournal.com]

I also enjoy the comments tremendously, but I often feel ill-equipped to compete with them, as I'm just not very punny. ;)

[lolmac]

I do understand, although competition is quite unnecesary. (Not that this will stop anyone.) ;-)

[lothithil.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I do love this one!

[lolmac]

Thanks for the mouseover text! MUCH better than the original.

It's All In How You Evaluate The Data, Part 1 of 2

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

Herr Doktor Scientia and Frau Doktor Scientia had gone to their Final Thesis Defense and had not even been de-materialized in a last trip through the Gate when the data they had gathered and transmitted to Sam and Daniel had proved statistically significant. Without tabulating or collating his own data, indeed without any reference to accepted metrics or any use of control subjects, their older brother had clearly formulated the hypothesis that their parents had so feared.

"Do not be deceived by Jack's clear lack of rigor," Herr Doktor Scientia had said, "Jack has his own methods of formulating hypotheses and theories, and I find that subsequent data gathering proves him to be accurate at a rate that is far too high to be the result of mere chance."

"His mind works differently," said the Frau Doktor, "as you both well know. Although I have yet to successfully create the experiment that can tease out the underlying mechanisms with any degree of predictive value, there is a directness in many of his actions and suggestions that I associate with the workings of truth and natural law. It is a more complicated and abstruse mind than our current models can elucidate. It will be for you two, I fear, to tease out the inner workings of the Tau'ri mind, and codify them. I just hope that you can also discover the glyphs for his planet of origin before he posits that he is not one of us."

Still, no one regretted letting the Jaffa, Teal'c, join their lab group, nor would they, even if it led Jack to question his place in the lab group and reveal the true data of his birth and origins at an earlier point in his Great Experiment than they would have wished. Teal'c was a wonderful listener, and while other lab members would want to break in with their own observations and obsessions, Teal'c would listen patiently and silently to the end. Many a breakthrough had resulted as uninterrupted musing aloud led to fresh insights.

It's All In How You Evaluate The Data, Part 2 of 2

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

Still, the work group had barely finished gathering the remains of their parents after the much larger than posited thermodynamic yield of their naquadria investigations had caused a level of entropy several orders of maginitude too high to be survivable, when Jack began to show signs that he knew. He made no pretense of listening to Sam's quantification of the magnitude of the explosion, although it had significant bearing on weapons design, which she knew to be of interest to him. He let Daniel explain to him the entire family tree of the Ra/Hathor clan of the Goa'uld and the expansions and contractions of their control within the Milky Way galaxy with reference to Egyptian traditions of animal totemry and linking properties of the natural world without interrupting him once (although it was clear that he also did not grant Daniel any measurable quantity of attention either). He prepared the fireworks for the Commemoration of Entropy, but without his usual voluble anticipation of the loudness of each detonation or the color and shape of the display. Something was up with Jack.

Finally Sam and Daniel determined that it was time to approach Jack. They found him down by the river where the sand and the water made firework assembly safest. Even from the back they could see that he wasn't wearing his safety goggles. After gazing with concern for a moment they approached him. In a manner that defied rational hypotheses, he heard them coming, despite a long career in making and detonating explosives. They heard a weary sigh, and then he turned to face them.

"You don't have to tell me," he said. "I know. I'm adopted. I never would have told Mom and Dad, but I've known for years. I'm not like you."

"No," Daniel said categorically. "No you're not."

Jack's smile was brittle.

"Fine with me Doctor Jackson," he said, and turned away again.

Sam could not bear to see him in such pain.

"Jack," she said, "I think you need to take another look at the data. You've overlooked an important pattern."

"What!" he said, exasperated. "It's all pretty clear. I can't sit still. I don't have the patience with double blind randomly controlled studies that all of you have. I hate differential equations, for cryin' out loud!"

"No, Jack," she said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Not that data. Your lab group, Jack. You aren't from our lab group, Jack. You are from the Tau'ri, and that means I'm really not your sister."

This time Jack's grin was real and of greater magnitude than they had ever seen.

"Sweet!" he said.


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A/N: This has always been a favorite Lolmac of mine. I'm very happy to revisit it!

Dad always said I was the control

[lolmac]

*whoops and shrieks and flails with glee* YES!! YESYESYES!!!

I was almost choking over the "voluble anticipation of the loudness of each detonation" and the sad wail of "I don't have the patience with double blind randomly controlled studies", not to mention the Commemoration of Entropy. OMG brilliant.

Re: Dad always said I was the control

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm always glad to have achieved glee!

Re: It's All In How You Evaluate The Data, Part 2 of 2

[sid]

LOLarious! This bit's my favorite: In a manner that defied rational hypotheses, he heard them coming, despite a long career in making and detonating explosives.

Re: It's All In How You Evaluate The Data, Part 2 of 2

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

I've always had a wee bit of a problem with the way the one character who (without benefit of a symbiote) has a long history of working with loud guns and explosives has ears like a bat, and is often heard remarking "I heard that!" when people try to mutter things going away from him.

My theory? It's some kind of self-repair benefit from that Ancient gene.

Re: It's All In How You Evaluate The Data, Part 2 of 2

[sid]

I like that theory. *g*

Boom!!

[lolmac]

That's our Jack! He always was special.