Txt Teror
Jonas arrived back on base after going on a date with Lt. Rush. He was on his way to his quarters when something started to vibrate in his left hand pocket. He recalled that he hadn't turned his mobile off after his date. He fished it out of his pocket and looked at the screen. There was a small envelope icon up in the corner. He pressed read and read the message. What was written confused him completely.
Mst mt agn sm tm.
He looked confused. He recalled something Jack was saying about learning to read text language. He wished he had taken the advice. Suddenly the phone vibrated again. He had another message. When he looked at it he seemed equally confused.
Jk gve me ure no. & sd tht I cld txt u. D u wanna mt up sumtm? I rely wanna mt u!! txt bk, Cas
Well that was really strange. Instead of heading towards his quarters as he intended to, he headed towards Sam's lab. He walked in the door to a very confused looking Sam.
"Hi Jonas, what's up?"
"Well, I know it sounds a bit stupid, but could you tell me what this means? People keep sending me text messages and I have no idea what any of them mean. I've only had this phone for 2 days and I'm finding it harder to understand that some of the Goa'uld writing!"
"It's quite simple. Let me have a look at the messages."
Jonas handed his phone over to Sam.
"Well, the first one says 'must meet again some time'. Wow Jonas, did you actually manage to get a date with Lt. Rush?"
"Um, yeah, should I reply?"
"Not yet, wait for a couple of hours then come to me and I'll help you write it in proper text language!"
"Ok, what about this next one?"
Sam immediately recognised the number to be Cassie's.
"Wow, Cassie's got your number already? That was quick."
"Well, what does it say?"
"It says, 'Jack gave me your number and said that I could text you. Do you want to meet up sometime? I really want to meet you. Text back. Cas'."
"Should I text back to her?"
"Yes, that might be a good idea. She gets rather moody if you don't."
"Ok then, could I have some help please?"
"Yes, course, what do you want to write?"
"Um, 'I would love to meet you too, although I'm not sure when I can. I will have to find out when we have a gap in missions. I don't know where to meet you either but we'll sort something out. Jonas'."
"Right."
Sam started typing things into the phone. The end result was:
I wld lv 2 mt u 2, thow not sure wn I can. Wil hve 2 fnd out wn we ave gap in misons. Don't know wer 2 mt u so wel sort summat out, Jonas.
"Wow, that shortens it considerably."
"That is the whole idea of it."
"Thank you for the help Sam."
"No problem, come back if you need anything else."
"Don't worry, I will."
"I suggest that we don't tell anyone about this. You'll be the laughing stock of the SGC if you do. Don't forget about Rush!"
"Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of doing either of them!"
"Good!"
Jonas walked out leaving a chuckling Sam behind him.
Jonas arrived back on base after going on a date with Lt. Rush. He was on his way to his quarters when something started to vibrate in his left hand pocket. He recalled that he hadn't turned his mobile off after his date. He fished it out of his pocket and looked at the screen. There was a small envelope icon up in the corner. He pressed read and read the message. What was written confused him completely.
Mst mt agn sm tm.
He looked confused. He recalled something Jack was saying about learning to read text language. He wished he had taken the advice. Suddenly the phone vibrated again. He had another message. When he looked at it he seemed equally confused.
Jk gve me ure no. & sd tht I cld txt u. D u wanna mt up sumtm? I rely wanna mt u!! txt bk, Cas
Well that was really strange. Instead of heading towards his quarters as he intended to, he headed towards Sam's lab. He walked in the door to a very confused looking Sam.
"Hi Jonas, what's up?"
"Well, I know it sounds a bit stupid, but could you tell me what this means? People keep sending me text messages and I have no idea what any of them mean. I've only had this phone for 2 days and I'm finding it harder to understand that some of the Goa'uld writing!"
"It's quite simple. Let me have a look at the messages."
Jonas handed his phone over to Sam.
"Well, the first one says 'must meet again some time'. Wow Jonas, did you actually manage to get a date with Lt. Rush?"
"Um, yeah, should I reply?"
"Not yet, wait for a couple of hours then come to me and I'll help you write it in proper text language!"
"Ok, what about this next one?"
Sam immediately recognised the number to be Cassie's.
"Wow, Cassie's got your number already? That was quick."
"Well, what does it say?"
"It says, 'Jack gave me your number and said that I could text you. Do you want to meet up sometime? I really want to meet you. Text back. Cas'."
"Should I text back to her?"
"Yes, that might be a good idea. She gets rather moody if you don't."
"Ok then, could I have some help please?"
"Yes, course, what do you want to write?"
"Um, 'I would love to meet you too, although I'm not sure when I can. I will have to find out when we have a gap in missions. I don't know where to meet you either but we'll sort something out. Jonas'."
"Right."
Sam started typing things into the phone. The end result was:
I wld lv 2 mt u 2, thow not sure wn I can. Wil hve 2 fnd out wn we ave gap in misons. Don't know wer 2 mt u so wel sort summat out, Jonas.
"Wow, that shortens it considerably."
"That is the whole idea of it."
"Thank you for the help Sam."
"No problem, come back if you need anything else."
"Don't worry, I will."
"I suggest that we don't tell anyone about this. You'll be the laughing stock of the SGC if you do. Don't forget about Rush!"
"Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of doing either of them!"
"Good!"
Jonas walked out leaving a chuckling Sam behind him.
