Ooooh, Cameron! Such a cutie, is Cam. I love when he loses his pants.
a. I came to first write Cam, wierdly, as a result of *signing up* for the Teal'c ficathon. I know, it has nothing to do with anything. I was requesting stuff, though, and I thought of and requested 'campfire stories' and in the process of getting back to my own journal the plot bunny bit and I ended up writing Campfirelight, Campfire Stories within like two days! I remember thinking campfire stories would need someone really curious like Cam prompting everyone to talk, and Cam would be required to gather them all around the fire, seeing as the other three were used to each other and could have handled one staying out on watch or something. I barely knew Cameron at all, though; only one or two episodes with Cam had aired.
b. Cameron unites people really nicely, and unlike, say Jack, is deeply invested in how he appears and whether he offends. Like Jack, though, he will not let someone be left behind, or do something alone or bear a burden alone (except for himself, of course) So it's wonderful to have him on a team, because he's never going to be the character saying 'me? Why do *I* have to play the straight man? I want the punch line!' he's very much a team player, wants everyone to succeed and is a generally competent, interested leader.
c. Except when he's not, of course, because Cam can be a hothead, and when he decides that someone (ahem, Teal'c) should not be alone, he will risk the battle, his own cover, his own safety and his friendships just to make sure he's *there* for Teal'c, not really understanding that perhaps, just perhaps, this is something Teal'c is okay doing on his own. He also for a while there was passionate about proving himself, which was a wierd need that influenced all kinds of dynamics. It was always good to have Teal'c around to sort of level a hand on his head and tell him to cool it.
d. I hear Cam pretty easily, he has a distinctive voice, and even if you as an author want to him to ham it up or put on the Southern for a minute, he's got nooooo problem with that. Team player, is Cam. Until it comes to food, because as many authors will tell you, it's dangerous as hell to get Cam going on food. Who knew he had such preferences about ice cream floats, for instance? I'm the author and I don't even *like* root beer. He'll take over and start lecturing, I tell you (Syncope, good Lord, Syncope was Cam musing about making CHUTNEY.)
e. I have no idea what to pick here, seriously. We'll go with Stadium Seating, even though it's Teal'c POV:
Cameron’s shirt was damp enough on his right side to cling to his ribs, but he didn’t seem to notice as he poured part of the only can of clear soda into the last glass. In Cameron's position, Teal’c would have taken advantage of the sleeping quarters and abundance of dry clothing just down the hall, but Cameron had spent most of the drive from the mountain impressing upon him his personal reverence for this tradition, and he seemed to be focused on his task.
“Right, start with these since they’re just for fairness' sake anyway.” He indicated the clear and exploded-soda floats, “And then we’ll get down to the real stuff.”
f. I had this one, really ambitious idea for Cam and Teal'c at one point, but it stalled out and I don't have anything else planned at the moment.
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a. I came to first write Cam, wierdly, as a result of *signing up* for the Teal'c ficathon. I know, it has nothing to do with anything. I was requesting stuff, though, and I thought of and requested 'campfire stories' and in the process of getting back to my own journal the plot bunny bit and I ended up writing Campfirelight, Campfire Stories within like two days! I remember thinking campfire stories would need someone really curious like Cam prompting everyone to talk, and Cam would be required to gather them all around the fire, seeing as the other three were used to each other and could have handled one staying out on watch or something. I barely knew Cameron at all, though; only one or two episodes with Cam had aired.
b. Cameron unites people really nicely, and unlike, say Jack, is deeply invested in how he appears and whether he offends. Like Jack, though, he will not let someone be left behind, or do something alone or bear a burden alone (except for himself, of course) So it's wonderful to have him on a team, because he's never going to be the character saying 'me? Why do *I* have to play the straight man? I want the punch line!' he's very much a team player, wants everyone to succeed and is a generally competent, interested leader.
c. Except when he's not, of course, because Cam can be a hothead, and when he decides that someone (ahem, Teal'c) should not be alone, he will risk the battle, his own cover, his own safety and his friendships just to make sure he's *there* for Teal'c, not really understanding that perhaps, just perhaps, this is something Teal'c is okay doing on his own. He also for a while there was passionate about proving himself, which was a wierd need that influenced all kinds of dynamics. It was always good to have Teal'c around to sort of level a hand on his head and tell him to cool it.
d. I hear Cam pretty easily, he has a distinctive voice, and even if you as an author want to him to ham it up or put on the Southern for a minute, he's got nooooo problem with that. Team player, is Cam. Until it comes to food, because as many authors will tell you, it's dangerous as hell to get Cam going on food. Who knew he had such preferences about ice cream floats, for instance? I'm the author and I don't even *like* root beer. He'll take over and start lecturing, I tell you (Syncope, good Lord, Syncope was Cam musing about making CHUTNEY.)
e. I have no idea what to pick here, seriously. We'll go with Stadium Seating, even though it's Teal'c POV:
Cameron’s shirt was damp enough on his right side to cling to his ribs, but he didn’t seem to notice as he poured part of the only can of clear soda into the last glass. In Cameron's position, Teal’c would have taken advantage of the sleeping quarters and abundance of dry clothing just down the hall, but Cameron had spent most of the drive from the mountain impressing upon him his personal reverence for this tradition, and he seemed to be focused on his task.
“Right, start with these since they’re just for fairness' sake anyway.” He indicated the clear and exploded-soda floats, “And then we’ll get down to the real stuff.”
f. I had this one, really ambitious idea for Cam and Teal'c at one point, but it stalled out and I don't have anything else planned at the moment.