urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:glaxer21glaxer21glaxer21glaxer212008-12-29T22:44:55Zurn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:glaxer21:571glaxer21 @ 2008-12-29T17:44:002008-12-29T22:44:55Z2008-12-29T22:44:55Z<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">My first attempt at MST-ing</p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">MST-ers note, I didn’t change anything, I swear.</p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> </p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">The sun was just rising over the mountains, shadowing the earth beneath it with a golden glow.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal"> </p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Casey: Well isn’t that a beautiful image?</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Elliot: I hope that was sarcastic.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: There aren’t any mountains in the city.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Munch: Yea well, apparently some people can’t read maps.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"> </span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">The sun was just rising over the mountains, shadowing the earth beneath it with a golden glow. </span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: It’s repetitive.<br />Elliot: And redundant.<br />Olivia: It’s repetitive.<br />Elliot: And Redundant.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">Olivia slept, lost in dreams.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Munch: Apparently Olivia can’t read maps either.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"> She snuggled her pillow and relaxed. It was Sunday her day off and she slept late.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Casey: How about: Sunday was her day off where she generally spent the morning catching up on her sleep<br />Munch: That’s a far too complex sentence for that author </span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"> The sound of her house phone ringing brought Detective Olivia Benson out of her peaceful sleep.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: Bastards.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">Grabbing the receiver she answered the phone on the first ring.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Elliot: Oh, quick hands, Benson<br />Olivia: Bite Me. <br />Munch: Gladly.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"What?"</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Elliot: Well aren’t you pleasant in the morning?<br />Olivia: You best not be calling me on my days off, Stabler.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"> she asked, not caring who it was?</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: Is ‘not caring who it was’ a question?<br />Elliot: Did she or did she not care?<br />Munch: Yip<br />Elliot: What?<br />Munch: Exactly</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"Good Moring to you too." Elliot Stabler her partner for eight years said.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: Eight? It feels like forever.<br />Elliot: Sometimes eight, sometimes ten, sometimes eleven.<br />Casey: We can’t really snark on that because not even the writers can keep it straight.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"El, come on I want to sleep" Olivia groaned as she laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.<br />"Hush, but I hope you know you\'re not going to get any prettier, and I\'m not the one you should kill for disturbing you beauty rest. " Elliot said grinning know what he had in mind.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Benson: You die, Stabler<br />Casey: Well those backslashes are more than a little out of place.<br />Munch: Unless of course, she is writing in poetry, and that just happens to be a line break. <br />Everyone: <Roles Eyes><br />Casey: That period after rest should be a comma. And that last sentence makes no sense. Maybe if you change know to knowing, but then I have to ask, what exactly does Elliot have in mind?<br />Elliot: Believe me, you don’t want to know.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"Elliot cut the BS and let me get some rest\" </span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: BS?<br />Elliot: Bad Salami?<br />Munch: Belligerent Showgirl?<br />Fin: Bitchin’ Sexbot?<br />Casey: Oh God, please stop. And, that backslash should be a comma.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">she said hanging up the receiver. Pulling the covers tightly around her, she heard the phone ring again.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"What!" she yelled positive it was Elliot annoying her again.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Elliot: Hey!<br />Olivia: Well, stop calling me on my day off.<br />Casey: Too many grammar mistakes – must rip out eyes.<br />Munch: And she has finally lost it.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"I\'m sorry, Miss Benson, It just seems you have forgotten that today is Elizabeth\'s big debut\" </span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: I’ll take over; backslashes are never needed in writing.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">Katherine Stabler</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Fin: Who?<br />Elliot: I have another daughter?<br />Casey: Stabler super sperm is at it again.<br />Olivia: Let’s just be glad it’s only one child.<br />Munch: And apparently you aren’t too creative at choosing names.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"> said with a grin on her face. Olivia smacked herself in the head and flung back the covers.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Elliot: Well, that was graceful.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"Oh Kathy I\'m so sorry I forgot." came Olivia reply, feeling a little embarrassed.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Munch: I didn’t know that Kathy was short for Katherine<br />Elliot: Me neither.<br />Olivia: Casey, you aren’t going to comment on the backslash?<br />Casey: I’ve officially given up.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"> Changing the phones she picked up the cordless one and went to run her bath water.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: They still make phones with cords?<br />Munch: Apparently you are behind the times.<br />Fin: Says the man who still confused by wireless internet<br />Munch: Well the government...<br />Fin: Shut up old man.<br />Casey: Burn.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black"><br />"I know I bet Elliot twenty bucks you'd be too tired to remember and I won.\" </span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Olivia: Wow, Kathy has no faith in me.<br />Casey: Well at least she hasn’t damned you to hell for Elliot looking at you, yet. <br />Munch: Don’t worry though; there are still 13 chapters and counting for that to happen.<br />Olivia: Score.<br /><br /></span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black">Kathy said still laughing as Elliot nibbled on her earlobe causing all sort of sensations to run through her body.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: red">Munch: Was that supposed to be a sex scene?<br />Elliot: With Olivia still on the phone?<br />Olivia: Kinky.</span></p><br />