Mood: AHHHHHHHHH!!!

Shadow Chaser's sister just played the British-aired episode of Full Circle, the season finale of Season 6 of Stargate SG-1 and I frazzled out. Oh my god...I was just writing a story with the concept that the Others or Ascended are actually the Ancients, based on the Orlin-episode, Asecension. Creep. I swear to you, that I wrote this just a few weeks ago...before seeing Full Circle. Here's as it follows...

“Forget his memories, forget all the knowledge that he has had passed onto him by the one who sired him, Apophis,” Orlin suddenly spoke up, his voice quiet and passive and Sam turned sharply to stared at the brown haired man. “We of the Ascended beings have such various…powers I guess is your term for our abilities.”
“Wait…hold on a sec,” Jack interrupted, “you’re telling me, Orlin, that you remember what you were when you…Ascended?”
“Yes, Colonel O’Neill,” Orlin replied politely, “unfortunately, Dr. Jackson has not been with us for so long. When we both chose exile from the Ascended, or Others as my race has been referred to, he was too young to remember what he has done while in this form.”
“And you…remember?” Hammond looked positively unconvinced.
“Yes, General,” Orlin inclined his head in agreement, “however…due to certain restrictions placed on me, I cannot tell you what you mostly desire.”
“But you nearly did that when you were here first…” Sam blurted out, and blushed slightly as all stared at her. She had forgotten that she didn’t really say much on her report of Orlin and the miniature Stargate in her basement.
“Carter-“
“However, I can tell you of certain things,” Orlin interrupted whatever Jack was going to say, and Sam was grateful. She didn’t want questions coming from her CO that might make the two of them in a very uncomfortable working relationship later on.
“Such as?” even Teal’c’s interest was piqued.
“For one, my race of people, and of the persons you know as Oma Desala and Shifu, the Harcesis child, are the creators of the Stargate,” Orlin said in a simple voice.
“The what?!”
“We are,” Orlin caught everyone’s gaze and held Sam’s the longest, “the Ancients.”
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I kid you not...this is exactly how I wrote it. I can even get backup to prove this. Creepy...very creepy...I think I'm gonna go faint...

-Haldir runs and hides in the recesses of Shadow Chaser's mind. Eep!
posted by Shadow Chaser at 10:48 PM