Journal of a Genius's Daughter

by Teenangel

The words of Rodney McKay's daughter about growing up and living in her home, Atlantis. Set in the future with all the common couples. Assumes they never can contact earth. Minor language, some future gore. Journal format. COMPLETED.

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Journal of the Genius's Daughter

Stargate Atlantis

By Teenangel

Summary: The words of a certain scientist's daughter about her life on Atlantis.

Note: This is assuming they're never able to contact Earth. Don't expect a concrete plot or explanations; this is a journal so the character wouldn't assume she'd have to put in the duh stuff. Being that I am not a doctor or a medical persons or a mechanic some things may be incorrect, forgive me.

I only mention the year once, unless it changes.

Disclaimer: Me poor college student using time poorly, me broke ug. Don't sue me, waste of time.

Author's note on previous chapter: Yes, Kate died of natural causes.

March 4th 2072

Hi. My name is Rodney Carson Beckett-Mckay Jr. Anygate, I'm just writing because I made a deal with my Grandmother: If she let me read her journal, I would begin writing mine. I actually think this might be fun.

Well, I'm eighteen years old. I have auburn hair and blue eyes. I have my Great-grandfather Rodney's smile. (Stupid slant smile. What is wrong with that damn muscle?) I'm a wee Scottish man, seeing as I'm only five-four. Oh, and I hate Earth cake.

Fin

Author's ramblings about the fic:

(Yes, she named her son Rodney Carson Beckett-McKay, or else her grandson wouldn't be a junior. Quess there were more Rodneys after all.)

Now that we've come to the conclusion I thought it might be interesting to note that the original story was written in August and had only six pages. I reopened the story at college, and with some begging from my sister, elongated it and stretched the ending out a few more entries. (Your comments did alter the story on many occasions). It was not intended to ever go this far and it is the first story I've every completed (fan-based or original).

But from start to finish I had one rule, I would never name or describe the daughter of McKay (aside from eye-color and smile), because I didn't want to detract from your own imagination. What do you think she looks like? What should her name be? (No, her name will never be Chocolate).

If you feel up to filling in any gaps or finishing up anything I left hanging, go right ahead, just give me credit where it's due. I wonder what everyone else wrote in their journals…Damn I think I feel a sequel. Yes, I do feel a sequel, but not a journal. Chill, I'll start writing it in a month or two (me have Anthropology paper to write--ack I'm a geek).