#stargate sg1 roleplay

[roleplayfinder]

Hello, just call me Jinx ✨

Im 25+ and search for 21+ for my RP Partners.

I like Fandomless RP as well as limited Fandoms

OC's and CC's, normally I create exclusice OC's for each RP

Pairings: FxM preferred, FxF, I'd prefer to write the F Part as my OC, as CC I'm okay with both

My Style is literate, Multi Para, sometimes longer

I am looking for long term writing partners with good OOC communication skills for plotting etc. connection to the my writing Partner is important to me.

Discord is available for everything (Plotting, OOC talk, and of course RP), for RP I’d like to use Tupperbox, but its not nessesary but if you need help with it, just ask :)

I like anything to lover, especially enemy to lover, Mafia Storyline (only if I’m the f), CEO Story's, Legal Age Gap,... NSFW/Smut included.

I'll reply as soon as i can OR as soon as i feel like it. Can be 1-8 Hours after your answer or maybe some Days, don't get mad if i answer right away. If i habe the Muse and creativity to answer I will. But i can delay the publishing (on tumblr) if you like. We will find a solution together.

Fandoms: Stargate SG1, Stargate Atlantis, Ready Player One, Arcane, Marvel,...

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[y2k25-bug]

hey are there any other SG1 fans out there who maybe wanna help me fight the Cultural Replicators that are currently invading our Cultural Universe?

The enemy we're facing right now is so much more advanced than any other existential threat we've ever faced before, and unfortunately, we can't befriend them, we can't reprogram them or reach some kind of truce. They WILL NOT STOP until they've consumed all Cultural Matter, until they've assimilated everything in Cultural Existence.

And since we can't expect our Cultural Asgardian Shields to hold them at bay indefinitely (since they've already fully conquered and co-opted the Norse Mythology Universe to harnesses its immense Cultural Technology to their own advantage) or the fact that they're pretty flimsy and easy to disrupt right now as an excuse not to act sooner, because they're only flimsy due to the weaker materials they've been able to find while scavenging around the outskirts of our Cultural System, but make no mistake - they ARE coming for home sweet home, and they will consume our entire Cultural World if we don't come up with something FAST.

These things are nothing like the crude Replicators we've seen before, they're starting to emulate Human Existence now as a form of Cultural Camouflage, and they're getting GOOD at it. Scary good. Five good.

After just a few more updates, they're gonna be able to fully blend in with Human Society, at which point they'll be able to spread at such a wildly exponential rate that, by my current calculations, they now threaten to wipe out our entire Cultural Galaxy before the end of next year unless we we can come up with a way to stop them, and soon.

I figure we need a so-dumb-it-just-might-work kinda plan right about now. I figure we need to start by building our own, independent Gate network and security protocols so we can safely run training drills, and develop secure communications systems.

I think if we utilize a hybrid approach - a combination of the classic "Download the Ancient Knowledge Database Into Our Brain to Build an Theoretically Impossible Doohickey" Gambit, and the "Use Our Own Knowledge of Solar Flares to Do Some Funky Time Travel Shenanigans" Gambit, which should hopefully help us get the intel we need to start beating back these buggy bastards.

Because we already know that the world's governments sure as hell ain't (ESPECIALLY the current administration that's absolutely lousy with Senator Kinsey types, riddled with Russian influence, and being sold to the highest bidder, piece by piece thanks to the likes of the N.I.D.)

[whispersweetliestome]

Hello! My name is Nyx. I'm attempting to match with fellow active roleplayers! A little about me is I'm 25 and have been role-playing for a little over twelve years. I prefer literate and third-person roleplays. My dm's here are open! I can also be reached on discord at aesthetic_amethyst_creations_nyx.

I will roleplay most topics, but this can be discussed more in detail. I also do mxm or wxw, as well as mxw. I prefer my rp partners to be 21+.  I am fine with NSFW.

I do tend to lean more to angst than a lot of fluff, but balance is key! I am open to roleplay darker themes, but they will need to discussed at length. 

I'm open to oc x oc, oc x Canon, or Canon x Canon.

Here are a few fandoms I'm involved in. The ones with stars are the ones I'm most interested in. Below the fandoms are some cannon ships I’m looking to rp! Though I am open to other ships as well!

Vikings ☆

Aethelstan x Ragnar

The Last Kingdom ☆

Aethelstan x Cynlaef

Uhtred x Finan x Sihtric 

Dune ☆

Paul x Feyd

Reign

Stargate Sg-1 ☆

Daniel x Jack

Twilight

Masters of The Air ☆

Bucky x Buck

HOTD ☆

Aeron Bracken x Davos Blackwood

Helaena x Jacaerys

[g8z]

Looking for an 18+ long term semi-literate private roleplay partner who's willing to roleplay from SG1 or Stargate Atlantis. I'm pretty versatile so we can talk out ships and who plays who.

[danieljacksonfromnewyork]

Good day to all! I am glad that the Stargate Fandom is partly alive and this is only good. I have been searching for a co-player on Daniel/Sha're for a very long time and in this regard I am looking for a co-player-a girl for the role of Daniel Jackson's wife Sha're. Find me, my beloved wife!

[heathenterkin]

Chevron 7 is a Stargate Roleplaying Server set within the Early seasons of Stargate SG-1, during the thick of system Lord conflicts.

Canon Characters are available to play with Audition.

The special thing about this server is that it offers two alternate universes. Things within The Alpha Verse will play closely to the original canon, with room to introduce OCs to both ally and enemy factions.

The Beta Verse however, introduces new threats and new factions! The Beta Verse is also rife with more...fantastical beings. Supernaturals. From Werewolves to Fossegrims and everything in between! Now of course these things are capable of being explained via science, but human fear proves to make it a bit rough. Canon Factions and Characters are also welcome here! OCs and characters played in one verse are also welcome to be carried over to the other.

There’s also the future possibility for crossover events between the two universes.

Please contact me for the link.

[ivanovaisalwaysright]

As more and more of these worlds began to rise up, the President authorized the creation of an off-world training base named the Phoenix Site. Headed up by General P.K. Loyer, this site would bring together and train freedom fighters from worlds oppressed by the Goa'uld System Lords.

Once trained, these highly functional SG teams would be sent on missions to defend the galaxy and overthrow the Goa'uld System Lords. You are a member of one of these teams.

From the perspective of the Stargate SG-1 TV series, our story with the Phoenix Site picks-up after the episode titled "Allegiance" in season 6, episode 9. The rebel Jaffa and Tok'ra come together with the Tau'ri at the Alpha Site to discover the base has been compromised. This leads to the initial authorization for the use of the Phoenix Site to bring together the best of the best from around the galaxy.

The following are some of the unique features of the Stargate SG-1 RPG in comparison to other 5th edition games:

● A Stargate Program Brief which details all we know in the Stargate canon leading up to season 7. This includes new Goa'ulds, planets, allies, and life forms.

● Classless Leveling after 5th Level.

● New Encounter types beyond Combat, such as: convince, research & development, aerial combat, pursuit, firefight, and many others.

● New Campaign System that guides you on how to create a campaign like you would a TV Series of your very own.

● Facility Building Mechanics.

● Determination Points.

● Moxie for social turn order.

Kickstarter: Backed

Dial the Gate Interview

[wiredabyss]

Today I backed a Stargate SG-1 RPG. It was the perfect combination of my interests.

[calamitous-madness]

Does anyone role-play anymore? Was it a fad that just.. went away? Like perms, poodle skirts, or the Backstreet Boys? Is it just this website then? Is Tumblr dead? If so, where did everyone go?

My best friend used to rp non stop. She's busy and I get that, that's life, life is change and I know she'll be back at it eventually. Honestly it's not just rp. Her life is so busy and we live in separate states so it's rough. Anyways.....

RP! That's what I was saying.

I really am down to RP a lot of things. Im in to so many fandoms.

Even if you like this post and don't reblog it in gonna assume you're down for it.

I'm in to Star Wars, Star Trek, Doctor Who, Stargate SG1, Marvel.... It doesn't matter.

Just hit me up.

[weebabyturtles]

These are my sideblogs and cannot follow back, but I will follow back from here ;)

General George Hammond: hammond-of-texas.tumblr.com General Jack O’Neill: thisandothercliches.tumblr.com Colonel Samantha Carter: jolinarwashere.tumblr.com Teal’c: whatisanoprah.tumblr.com Vala Mal Doran: goddessturnedspacepirate.tumblr.com

Colonel John Sheppard: thosemiceusedtobeadifferentcolor.tumblr.com Rodney McKay: zedpmckay tumblr.com Ronon Dex: satedanchewie.tumblr.com (OC) Aegir the Asgard: aegirthegrey.tumblr.com (OC) Kiri’auc of the Free Jaffa: kiriauc.tumblr.com

[dr-danieljackson-phd]

Hey Guys! I'm up for writing starters. Just like this.

[theexaltedbride]

It has been too long since we had some Stargate content. I’m glad the fandom is still alive and things are being made for it. 

The Kickstarter is still up, so grab what you can now. https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/wyvrengaming/stargate-roleplaying-game

[nerdybirdboy]

🐶 — any pets? // 📺 — favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s)? // ✏️ — how long have you been roleplaying on tumblr?

Munday meme || @oftomorrow

🐶 — any pets?

Unfortunately, no. I used to have pets for pretty much my entire life, but not since I moved to the UK. Every flat I've lived in have not allowed pets.

📺 — favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s)?

For movies, it very much depends on the genre, but one that I'll never stop loving is "Dredd".

As for tv series, those with the most special place in my heart are: Star Trek TOS & TNG, The X-Files, Lois & Clark and Stargate SG1 & Atlantis. Guess my age is showing a bit xD

✏️ — how long have you been roleplaying on tumblr?

Uhm... for 8 years, I think.

[neitherknightnorlady-a-blog]

post TEN characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as and might bring back, then tag ten people to do the same.  ( If you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can. )

PLEASE REPOST INSTEAD OF REBLOGGING.

CURRENTLY PLAYING:

Brienne of Tarth - neitherknightnorlady Jaime Lannister - @kingsguardknight​

HAVE PLAYED/ON HIATUS WITH CHANCE OF A COMEBACK:

I don’t know that I’d bring back all of these, but I’d never make it to ten if I didn’t list them lol. I’m not really one to pick up many characters tbh. I tend to stick with a character for years before I play a new one. Captain Kathryn Janeway - (Startrek Voyager) Captain Phasma - (Star Wars) River Song - (Doctor Who) Dr. Elizabeth Corday - (ER) Dr. Blanche Mottershead - (Upstairs Downstairs) Vala Mal Duran - (Stargate SG1) Carol Peletier - (The Walking Dead)  Abby Griffin - (The 100) Dana Scully - (The X-Files)

WOULD LIKE TO PLAY:

Lexi - (Wizards vs Aliens) - and technically I have a blog for this, I just have yet to use it for rp. And nobody knows who she is so that’s annoying. Marcus Kane - (The 100) - I don’t know that I could run a whole blog for him, which is why I’ve never played him. But I’ve considered him as a limited character to put on a multi. Tagged by: @wineinthewidow Tagging: @wolf-queen-named-stark @yngwolfrobb @gotwomennoonewants @liittlehound @sermountain @killthebxy @andgoldtheirshrouds @nottobecrossed @hookedonwonder @davosshorthand

[counsellormurdock]

A lil writing sample I wrote for roleplay but I wanted to share it cuz I actually like the way it turned out.  A character introspective into the fact that Jack (and lbr all of SG1) has some serious issues that need addressed. 

“There’s nothing out there that cares less about you than space. It’s cold, there’s no horizon. It just stretches on forever with no end in sight. There’s a false sense of security brought on by the stars, nebulae and asteroids. An illusion that space is inviting, adventurous and magical. But those things are never within reach or they are a threat to anyone around them. Space is a void that people were probably never supposed to fill. It cares for no one and nothing and could kill you and no one would know. You’d be gone and that’d be it. Space continues on because you didn’t show it the respect it deserves, it demands. It makes you feel small, worthless and there’s nothing you can do about it. It made me feel like I did before.”

“Feel like before?” Silence took over, a cruel mimicry of the vacuum of space. “Colonel?”

“Look, you’ve read my file, you know.”

“If I could get the answers I needed from your file we wouldn’t be here. How did you feel and before what?”

Jack’s dark eyes studied the psychologist sitting almost picturesque across from him. Keri Vance, a doctor of psychology and a well-respected major in the Air Force. She earned clearance to be a part of the Stargate Program from her tenure with the military and offering her expertise to the women and men of the Air Force for over two decades. Through general conversation, Jack discovered that he graduated from the academy just two years before her. Keri dealt with soldiers who had been through the worst of the worst, seen things that no human had ever experienced before. She conveyed poise and compassion, even when she needed to be strong willed with some of her patients.

“What, I explain what happened and I get put on mandatory psych leave? Look, Doc, it was a onetime thing. Won’t happen again. Can we be done here?” Jack shifted in his seat, what should have been a comfortable stuffed leather chair felt rock solid and he a hard time keeping himself still.

Keri gave Jack a knowing look before she glanced down to the notepad in her hands. “Colonel you had a panic attack. People experience them every single day and you having one doesn’t mean you’ll be forced to the side. You’ve been through more traumatic experiences than dozens of people will ever experience in their lifetime. If you didn’t have a panic attack from time to time I would be more concerned. But for your sake, for your team’s sake and all the SGC, it’s better to know what happened and why. So that you can continue on as the exemplary officer that everyone knows you to be.”

The protection and well-being of his team was paramount to Jack, something that could be exploited as a weakness if done correctly. He let out a sigh, not wanting to talk anymore. Emotions were his weakest area and talking about them with anyone proved difficult. Jack hadn’t even been able to talk to his ex-wife about the loss of their son and they had been married for nearly a decade. To try and talk about that same subject with a doctor he’d only heard of previously seemed impossible.

“How about we just start with what happened, what led up to that moment?” Keri offered, working the situation from a different angle. Jack knew what she was doing, he blew out a breath and conceded.

“Fine. Major Carter, Dr. Jackson, Teal’c and myself had managed to escape the ambush, but just barely. We needed to meet at the rendezvous point so that Jacob could ring us back aboard his ship. But during the retreat, Major Carter sustained an injury to her abdomen. Dr. Jackson and Teal’c assisted her to the meet point while I laid down cover fire. It was then I got injured in the arm and retreated.” His fingers ran along the edge of the sling holding his arm to his chest. Jack’s gaze shifted to the carpet and he continued with what wrong during the mission.

The sharp ethereal twang of the alien firearms discharging still rang loudly in Jack’s ears. The four members of SG-1 all but collapsed into the loading area of the Tok’ra transport ship. Daniel moved frantically to press his hands to the wound on Sam’s stomach as Teal’c pounced to his feet with the grace of a jungle cat and raced for assistance. Jack knelt, his arm bleeding profusely from the deep gash in his bicep. He shucked off his pack, ignored with a grimace when it caught on his injury. Tossing the contents aside he found the first aid kit that everyone carried and removed a compression bandage. Daniel discarded the completely soaked one for the fresh as Jack handed it over. Between the two they had three hands pressing hard against the wound.

“Stay with us, Major, or I swear to God I will bring you back to life just to reprimand at you.” Jack said in a commanding voice that was laced with worry.

“Jack you’re injured too.” Daniel said as he looked up to see the sleeve of Jack’s green fatigues turning dark brown and red with his own blood.

“It’s nothing.” Jack pressed harder and Sam groaned through her barely lucid state.

SG-1 teamed up with the Tok’ra to make first contact with the native population on a planet that the Tok’ra had evaluated and deemed a valuable base for the expansion of their network. Details had been left out of the original briefing between the SGC and Tok’ra, despite being allies. A vital detail that this was not the first time outsiders had landed on the planet. The Tok’ra had previously attempted to initiate contact but was met with force and aggression. However, the strategic location of the planet proved to great and the higher powers of the Tok’ra wanted a second chance. They contacted the SGC and the flagship team was dispatched in a favor for their allies that could be repaid later.

Mapep entered the storage area, one of the Tok’ra operatives that had come to Earth to convince Stargate Command to take on this mission. Jack nearly launched himself at her as she came through the doorway. She stepped back but showed no hint of surprise on her features.

“You bastards sent us into a damn death trap!” Jack seethed as he jabbed a harsh finger in her direction.

“We did not expect them to react so violently.” Mapep responded in a calm voice.

“Didn’t expect it?” Jack was aghast and couldn’t help but laugh to hold on to a bit of his sanity. “They told us that you were there, they didn’t want anyone using their planet for any sort of war. They chased you off the same way they did us. And now, one of my team is critically injured because valuable information was withheld from us.” Jack closed the gap between them, anger radiating from him.

“If we had told you they treated us with hostility it would have skewed your judgement. You would have been predisposed to show violence towards them.” The even cadence of her sounded condescending to Jack.

“You don’t send people into aggressive territory unsuspecting! It changes everything! We would have had a better escape plan or had taken back up. It’s my job to protect them! ” Jack was livid, he might not have had the luxury of being a century old with the military experience to go with it but he had more than thirty years with the Air Force, so he knew a thing or two about strategy. Just as Jack was about to go into a tirade, Teal’c returned with Jacob, who immediately when to aid Daniel in caring for Sam. Jack watched as they did their best to stop the bleeding. He set his jaw and took a deep breath in, with a sharp turn he faced Mapep. “This isn’t over.”

Leaving the storage area, Jack took the familiar route to the control room. The ship was set on autopilot as the only two Tok’ra were assisting with Sam’s condition. Jack’s hand shook with anger and blood loss. He stared out the large window to the endless expanse of space that stretched away. He looked down, his own blood and Sam’s covered his arms and abdomen. He held his shaking hands out, droplets of pooled crimson fell to the ground in perfect circles. Jack closed his eyes tight, the attack replaying in his head. Sounds of guns firing, the cry of pain Sam released when she was hit. The feeling of his heart sinking as he watched her hit the ground.

He let out a trembling breath, Sam’s blood felt as it if was weighing him down. Forcing his eyes open, Jack looked out the window again, it didn’t seem like they had moved anywhere. Everything outside was the same, black and endless, spattered with cold twinkling stars. There was no one around to help, they were on their own. Jack struggled to breath in this time. The ship felt off kilter, he put out a hand to steady himself but found he couldn’t bare his own weight on that arm with the injury he sustained. He was unable to correct the sudden loss of balance and fell to his knees. “Oh God,”

The sound of the gun discharging broke the happy shared memories between Jack and Sara as they looked at the photos. The pictures were dropped on the lawn, scattering over the grass as the two of them stood up. There was a moment of confusion and then horror seeped into their consciousness. “Charlie!” Sara yelled towards the house. Jack held his arm out, stopping his wife from going anywhere as he made a dash for the house, Sara right behind him. Taking the stairs two, three at a time, Jack climbed to the second floor in no time. He knew which room to look in, he stopped at the open door to their bedroom a sudden fear stopping him cold in his tracks.

Sara stopped behind him, she looked first and immediately started sobbing. “Charlie!” She cried and attempted to push her way past Jack but he stopped her with a strong grip on her shoulders.

“No, don’t.” Jack said before he went into the bedroom. Blood was on the walls, the carpet, the bedspread. Jack’s service weapon laid on the ground next to his son’s body. They had an argument about guns two weeks earlier, they were dangerous, not to be played with. Charlie got mad, he said he was old enough to understand. And the gun he had was just a water gun, what harm would it do?

It’s the principle of the matter. Jack had told his son, there were other toys that he could play with. Guns weren’t toys.

Jack wasn’t an idiot, he left his gun and ammo in separate locations but not locked up. He should have locked one of them up. Why didn’t he practice the gun safety that is urged onto so many gun owners? To prevent accidental shootings just as this.

“Charlie!” Jack cried this time, holding his son in his arms, he was still alive, there was a clear entry and exit wound and Jack did his best to apply pressure to the gunshot. His hands saturated with the blood of his own son. Sara fetched a towel to press against it as Jack lifted Charlie into his arms and they raced for the car, hoping to get to the hospital before it was too late. They laid him down in the back seat, Jack kneeling over him as Sara ignored speed limits, red lights and basic traffic laws in the futile attempt to save her son’s life. Jack watched as blood pooled in the car, dripped from the seat into perfect small circles on the carpet. He felt his chest tighten as the haunting realization that his only child probably wasn’t going to survive this. “Come on, Charlie, stay with me!” Jack shouted though tears that flowed freely from his cheeks and chin. His son’s eyes open but unresponsive, the same color as his mother’s now seemed distant, dull and cold.

Charlie’s heart kept beating as they arrived at the emergency room, transferred to care of medical professionals, they worked desperately to save his life. But it was too late, they did all the could but the blood loss was to great. Nothing else could be done. The doctor broke the news as easily as he could but it couldn’t stop Sara’s wails from filling the waiting room.

“Dr. Jackson said he found you on the floor on the control room. He thought you had gone into shock from your injury.” Keri said after a long pause held their conversation.

“I probably did.”

“Yes, probably. But it was the fact that you were talking about Charlie that had him concerned. You were having a panic attack brought on by Major Carter’s injury.” Jack turned his attention out the window of her office, it was a bright spring day. Sun filtered in through the blinds and warmed the space but Jack still felt cold. “Colonel, it is completely normal to experience such things. You lost your son to a horrible incident. Just like it is your job to protect your team and in that moment, you were unable. Coupled with the injury, it was bound to happen.”

“But it can’t happen. I was a mess, I was unable to help.”

“You had a rather serious wound, Colonel. Even without the panic attack you wouldn’t have been able to provide any sort of support.”  It was a fact that Jack was aware of, he knew that well but it was still hard to accept. “You said it made you feel like before. What did you mean by that?” Keri asked, wanting one last answer.

“Suicidal.” The short answer was delivered sharply. Keri didn’t say anything, just offered an expression of understanding and a silent prompt to continue. “It made me feel like before I joined the Stargate Program. The endless void, the coldness of space. It felt like being suicidal.” Jack explained, knowing well the battle with depression and flirting with the idea of death daily after Charlie died. “But after joining the SGC I found… some sort of purpose to my life. But seeing Sam injured and feeling useless and I couldn’t help but to think in that moment how Charlie would have loved Sam.” Jack admitted. “When he was six he got hyperfixated on black holes. I have no idea why or how he even discovered them, but he told me everything there was to know about a black hole. I knew right then and there that he was smarter than me and he was only six. The way Major Carter will go on about physics reminds me of that sometimes. The two things in that moment became the same. And… I couldn’t go through the loss of Charlie all over again.”

It was the admission that Dr. Vance had been waiting for, one that caused her to nod with a faint smile that they finally reached that point. “Major Carter is supposed to make a full recovery. You did an excellent job evacuating your team and getting them to safety.”

Jack knew the doctor was saying all these things to highlight the good of the situation. He’d used the same technique on officers and airmen below him after missions went wrong. Give a positive comment, review the negative and end with more praise. They had clearly moved on to the second round of compliments. Considering how he felt, Jack only saw them as pity rather than congratulatory remarks.

“The reaction this situation elicited is normal and, honestly, to be expected. Colonel you’ve been diagnosed with PTSD in the past, panic and anxiety attacks are part of living and managing it. It’s only realizing and accepting what happened and working to move past it, to keep it from crippling your judgement that will keep you from sliding backwards. And getting help, from me or anyone else is a viable form of management. Jack,” The use of informal first names was simply a ploy to make sure she had his attention. Honorifics were standard between military and rarely were there times that called for a more personal referral, even when off duty it was always General, Colonel, Major.

“You can talk to anyone.” Keri continued when she knew Jack was truly listening to her. “Find someone who will listen to what you have to say and tell them about it.” She knew his file, the mandatory psych evaluations that followed his four months as a prisoner of war and Charlie’s accidental death were thin. He said the minimal amount, took whatever sort of recommended course of treatment and action suggested and got cleared for duty at the earliest possible convenience.

Jack watched Dr. Vance idly, somewhat surprised she hadn’t asked him to bare his deepest, darkest secrets to her as she was his psychologist. “Okay.” Jack agreed simply, finding someone to talk to was an easy enough request.

His short response was somehow satisfactory. “Great. And Colonel, the next time you feel overwhelmed by space and the void you view it as, remember what Charlie told you about black holes. While I don’t know what he told you exactly, I’m sure he had nothing bad to say about them.”

“Dad! Dad! Did you know that time slows down the closer you get to the center of a black hole! It’s like you … move … real … slow and,” Charlie put longer and longer pauses between his words. “Stop.” He also stopped moving as well as Jack watched amused while he packed the camping gear for the upcoming weekend trip. “And they dry up over time which eventually kills it! And they can be other colors!”

“Now how can a black hole not be black? What color would it be?” Jack tossed a sleeping bag into the back of the car and turned to look at his son.

Charlie offered a shrug. “I dunno. But nothing can escape a black hole.”

“Where did you learn all this?”

“The library.”

“Ah.” Jack said with a nod and reached down, stopping before he grabbed the next sleeping bag leaving him eye level with the chatty six-year-old. “Nothing can escape them?”

Charlie shook his head. “Nothin’.”

“Like this?” Jack reached out and snatched Charlie and held him tightly in his arms, fighting against the squirming and kicking, but enjoying the squeals and laughter.

Jack smiled a bit as he thought of those fonder memories. “No, he never did have one bad thing to say.”