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You are Doctor Rodney McKay. You are the smartest man in two galaxies, but despite this you are expected to accompany Sheppard and his team on missions through the 'gate, where you meet exotic Pegasus natives, learn about their technological achievements and mock their so-called "science".
This does not always end well.
Today, for instance, Selicha's Director of Commerce accused you of disrespecting their culture. You did no such thing! Elizabeth explained, at considerable length, how such misunderstandings could occur, but you didn't use loaded words like 'cult' or 'voodoo' to describe their economic system: you merely pointed out that where you came from, astrology had been thoroughly discredited well before the discovery of electricity.
You were invited to make amends via a ritual. Unfortunately, your objections were to no avail: the last thing you remember is choking on a sickly-sweet (and probably carcinogenic) lungful of gas. Now you're waking up in bed in a sunny room.
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