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There seems to be a bit of confusion. Ra didn't give Horus the Eye of Ra. That's already hidden on Abydos. He just gave Horus an Ark-bomb.

Nobody knows about the Eye except for Ra, and he's not telling

Ilya Muromets wrote:I followed this story back when I was still a lurker, and I'm quite surprised and pleased that it is back on.

In fact, I'm so happy I got inspired to whip up some quick Shop Fu for this story. I'd have made it larger and less pseudo-sepia-like, but with my modest skills this was the only way I could make it so that it'd look half-decent.

*snip*

What'd you use as your source images? I probably won't be able to do much better, but I'll give it a shot.

Ilya, nice fanart.

Chewie, awesome moment of Indy taking out Ra; I had the Raiders' March playing in m head.

Darth Yoshi wrote: What'd you use as your source images? I probably won't be able to do much better, but I'll give it a shot.

Well, I used one of the posters for The Last Crusade from this Google search, I don't recall exactly which one.

For the stargate, I used this one. This piece of box artwas my source for the armored car. Another relatively tiny pic for the Ha'tak. Then, finally, a flipped image of this pic of Einstein.

Thank you very much for the picture, I saved it to my computer. You know your fic is good when you inspire fanart.

I just wanted to pass along my compliments for a really ingenious story. I'm mad as hell I never thought of this concept in the first place! A question: will this 1930's version of the SGC remain a Marine operation or will the US Army be joining? I ask because as you're probably aware the Army of the pre-WWII era was not the most adaptive organization created by the mind of man. It was more of an arthritic turtle than anything and that could not bode well for your merry band.

It's going to remain largely marine and secret under the purview of Leslie Groves and the manhattan project. Any aerospace goodness is going to go to naval aviation. For now, anyway.

EDIT: Updated poster. Went with "Indiana Jones and the Doorway to Heaven."

If that doesn't work, try this: http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/684/indystargate.jpg

CaptainChewbacca wrote:It's going to remain largely marine and secret under the purview of Leslie Groves and the manhattan project. Any aerospace goodness is going to go to naval aviation. For now, anyway.

Thanks for the answer. That's going to be an interesting mix of fiefdoms that could lead to a turf war. Roosevelt had a difficult time getting the services to play nice, even after Pearl Harbor. It got so bad prior to December 7th that each service was delivering their own daily intelligence brief to the President without telling the other what was in it. All this confusion led to the creation of the DOD and the reorganization in 1947.

An Army engineer general running the program while the Navy and Marine Corps get the action and the goodies. Wow. I can't imagine that General George Marshall would be happy with that! Anyway, a great story. Please keep it going!

Groves is pretty much the ultimate administrator and seems perfect for the job. He got the Pentagon in shape, got the Manhattan Project running properly, etc. As for 'action' - the Marines are really the force that had the most experience at this sort of thing, especially with all their Banana War experience.

Darth Yoshi wrote: "Indiana Jones and the Stargate of Ra" doesn't quite sound right, though. Maybe just "Indiana Jones and the Stargate"? Hmm.

"Indiana Jones and the Children of the Gods"? Merge the two titles?

Kodiak wrote:

Darth Yoshi wrote: "Indiana Jones and the Stargate of Ra" doesn't quite sound right, though. Maybe just "Indiana Jones and the Stargate"? Hmm.

"Indiana Jones and the Children of the Gods"? Merge the two titles?

I'm for it.

Indian Jones and the Door to Heaven

Darth Yoshi wrote:Whee!


Or...

"Indiana Jones and the Stargate of Ra" doesn't quite sound right, though. Maybe just "Indiana Jones and the Stargate"? Hmm.

Neither of these images works properly for me, I can only see tiny thumbnails when I copy-paste the links from quoted links.

Darth Yoshi wrote:<images>
"Indiana Jones and the Stargate of Ra" doesn't quite sound right, though. Maybe just "Indiana Jones and the Stargate"? Hmm.

Naah. I propose:
"Indiana Jones and the Gate to the Stars". We'll see how it develops. (Indiana Jones vs. Space-Pope was over rather fast :(

CaptainChewbacca wrote:It's going to remain largely marine and secret under the purview of Leslie Groves and the manhattan project. Any aerospace goodness is going to go to naval aviation. For now, anyway.

Huh. I could see the Manhatten Project taking longer since the manpower will be divided between two major projects which neither can't be neglected in face of Nazis

CaptainChewbacca wrote:Neither of these images works properly for me, I can only see tiny thumbnails when I copy-paste the links from quoted links.

Try this link.

Awesome. Everyone is there. I don't even care that it's not a Tucker car. I think I like either "Indian Jones and the Door to Heaven" or "Indiana Jones and the Children of the Gods" best.

@ Darth Yoshi: I bow to your awesome Shop Fu. It totally kicks the ass of my really ad hoc attempt.

Thanks. I'd originally planned to use the Raiders of the Lost Ark poster instead, subbing in the Stargate for the boulder, but the Raiders poster is more stylized and cluttered than the Last Crusade poster, so that was a no go. The hardest part was finding a pic of Chesty Puller in which he isn't an old man.

Hey Chewie, I reread the last part, and noticed that Ra's Jaffa just stood there while Indy beat up Ra. Did they get caught in the Marines' initial salvo or something? Also:

“Drive systems are offline, Albert Einstein.” Teal’c looked at his readouts. “It appears a master signal his disabled the engines. We are crashing.”

should be

“Drive systems are offline, Albert Einstein.” Teal’c looked at his readouts. “It appears a master signal has disabled the engines. We are crashing.”

Ra's Jaffa died due to Ra's inability to remember the evil overlord list. Whatver surviving troops he had were ordered to stand down so he could deal with them personally. Consequently, that final salvo took them mostly out.

Cool!!

So, are you going to write it one episode at a time. or are you going to write it more in a really long book format?

Also, are Teal'c AND Bra'tac going to join the SGC or whatever you're going to call it?
Cause that would be REALLY COOL!

halverson wrote:Cool!!

So, are you going to write it one episode at a time. or are you going to write it more in a really long book format?

Also, are Teal'c AND Bra'tac going to join the SGC or whatever you're going to call it?
Cause that would be REALLY COOL!

I'm planning on finishing up 1939 this week, and then taking a month off to create a 'writing buffer'. Then there will be a new episode, dealing with the fledgeling Stargate program on earth.

CaptainChewbacca wrote:

halverson wrote:Cool!!

So, are you going to write it one episode at a time. or are you going to write it more in a really long book format?

Also, are Teal'c AND Bra'tac going to join the SGC or whatever you're going to call it?
Cause that would be REALLY COOL!

I'm planning on finishing up 1939 this week, and then taking a month off to create a 'writing buffer'. Then there will be a new episode, dealing with the fledgeling Stargate program on earth.

Excellent; looking forward to it, Chewie.

I read this a week ago, but didn't want to necro the thread. Excellent job with the characters and ideas, plus the armored car inside the pleasure ship was nice. I'll be waiting for the first season of SG-39.

Chapter 9

*Pyramid of Abydos*

The blue glow faded as Horus materialized on the ring platform. Above he could hear the low roar of the ship’s engines as it rose into the sky. His fury raged, how could any human or system lord have the gall to ambush his god so openly? Baal or perhaps Sokar might be brazen enough to openly attack Ra, but the enemies on his ship were unlike any he had ever seen.

It was no matter, whoever they were they had doomed themselves and the people of Abyds to the full fury of Ra’s wrath. He held an ark bomb in his hands, a powerful explosive device which he would attach to the stargate. The naquadah would act as a massive amplifier for the blast, and the resulting shockwave would obliterate the nearby city and shroud the planet in years of dusky night.

He stepped down the ramp as his eyes adjusted to the dim light of the temple, but after only a handful of steps he realized he was not alone. Hundreds of eyes stared at him, angry Nagadans. In front of the stargate stood Private Weylan, with Yasha and Kasuf on either side of him. All three brandished rifles, and the hate in their eyes was reflected again and again around the room. Horus looked around, shocked. “Apostates and traitors!” he cried, and his right hand dropped to his side to grab the handle of his zatnikitel.

A sharp crack sent blinding pain through his shoulder, as Weylan’s rifle barked once. Horus’ hand twitched, tossing the weapon away undeployed. “You’re on the wrong fucking planet, spaceman.” Weylan worked the action on his rifle and the casing pinged musically off the floor. “Put down the box. Or don’t. I really want to shoot you.”

Horus looked around the room at the people who only two weeks ago would have fled at the sight of him, but they had seen men from beyond their understanding take battle to their one-time-god and he was fleeing. “You will all suffer! The vengeance of Ra is eternal!”

Kasuf brought up his rifle, as one of the marines had showed him, and sighted Horus’ chest. “You… FUBAR.” The body dropped with a dull thud, and the people cheered, falling upon the corpse and ripping the armor off of it. They cheered and smiled and clapped Weylan on his back.

“Good day, Weylan! Good day!” Lishai hugged him.

“Yeah, good day alright.” He smiled at her, but it was short-lived. Above, the fading roar of the engines shifted, becoming a higher-pitch, and one that he recognized from the artillery range near where he’d done his basic. That wasn’t all that concerned Weylan, though. It was getting louder. “Aw hell!” he hobbled as quickly as he could, shoving the crowd of confused Nagadans out of his way. From the door to the Pyramid, he could see smoke and vapor trailing at the horizon from a massive object. “It’s coming down…” His stomach sank as it slammed into the distant sands, sending a massive plume into the air. “…hard.”


*Ra’s mothership,
Nagadan Desert*

Major Chesty Puller groaned as he slowly regained consciousness. The good news was, he wasn’t dead. Unfortunately, as he found out when he began to move, every square inch of his body hurt like a son of a bitch. Dim light filtered through the dust and haze, and as his eyes adjusted he could begin to make out the bodies of his men. They were tossed about the engineering compartment, though most appeared to be breathing. A few had even hastily lashed themselves to bulkheads or support beams with belts and strips from their uniforms. A glance to the door caused Puller to do a double-take, as the Tucker was wedged upside down in the top-half of the doorway, with only about four feet of clearance beneath it. He mentally thanked his stars that the machine hadn’t tumbled THROUGH the doorway and flattened him and his men.

He sat up and took a deep breath. No broken ribs, and that was something. He heard a groan and a muttering of german invective. “Doctor Einstein, you ok?” He called out.

“Ya, I think I’ll live. But I may have a bone or two to pick with a certain Englishman and his notions of gravity.” He dusted himself off, wincing as he favored his left arm. “It would appear we are alive and once again on the ground.”

“Great, let’s get the hell out of here.” The two men began waking the others and tending to their wounds. Around a corner, nearly out of sight, they found Bra’tac.

A beam had come loose, and was pinning the Jaffa to the wall. “Ah hell!” Indy dashed over to him. “Bra’tac! You ok pal?”

The old Jaffa coughed, and flecks of blood splashed on his beard. “I have been through worse, Indiana. Ra’s ship is quite sturdy, they do not make them as they once did.”

“I’ve seen that before,” Puller eyed him “Punctured lung, he doesn’t have long left.”

“Not so, human.” Bra’tac winked. “I merely need to meditate, for a time it may appear I am dead, but my Jaffa will tend to me.” He passed Indiana a metal circlet. “This trophy is yours.” And then he passed out.

The other Jaffa had all survived as had, miraculously, the remainder of SMF-1. They were carefully making their way towards an access hatch when Indy stopped. “Shh!” He held up a hand.

“What is it?” Teal’c raised an eyebrow.

“Do you hear that?” A rolling roar was getting louder and louder.

“I believe I do. We must be cautious.” Teal’c reached the access hatch and activated the release, popping the door open. They had to be careful, because the way the ship had crashed the floor was nearly a thirty-degree slope. The roar became deafening as the door thudded, and Indy looked out.

He looked, a half-smirk on his face in disbelief, as tens of thousands of Nagadans surrounded the wreck of the ship, cheering and waving. Indy climbed onto the rim of the hatch and gingerly stepped onto the hull. He looked down at the circlet in his hand, and pressed a small gem on it. Instantly, Ra’s helmet expanded from the metal band, like a living thing. It was surprisingly light as Indy held it aloft, the setting sun of Nagada gleaming red and gold for all to see.

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Stay tuned for epilogue tonight

Awesome! Loved it when Bra'tac used Indy's full name, I could almost hear Bra'tac's voice. Excellent chapter and I can't wait to read the epilogue and any further episodes you write. I really hope you write more too because this fic is to good of an idea to die.