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ooc: If anyone's bored and wants to Omegle a bit, I and consultingjim are on as Sherlock and John right now
Tags are sherlock, johnlock, leanna, believeinbowties, and tseecka, as well as various and sundry others, Â if you want to come and play!
(cont.)
You’re not “right”. You’re attempting to force an untested hypothesis based on nothing but conjecture and your inflated sense of self-importance.
Oh, look at you! Trying to sound intelligent to impress me.Â
I’m not doing this with you, Jim. Frankly, I’m not in the mood.Â
You’re never in the mood, love. To be fair, though, I’m not exactly in the mood for your whining either. Normally these headaches go away after a few hours…
What have you eaten today? You’re being an absolute child.
And you’re being rude and petulant, but you don’t see me complaining.
You assume that you’re right, but offer absolutely nothing to support that claim. I think you’re afraid that in a true test of intelligence I would outwit you.Â
Aha, that’s rich! I never took you for a comedian, Sherly darling.
Don't call me Sherly.
...I'm not doing this with you right now, Jim. Don't plan on my being at the flat if you come by tonight.Â
(cont.)
You’re not “right”. You’re attempting to force an untested hypothesis based on nothing but conjecture and your inflated sense of self-importance.
Oh, look at you! Trying to sound intelligent to impress me.Â
I’m not doing this with you, Jim. Frankly, I’m not in the mood.Â
You’re never in the mood, love. To be fair, though, I’m not exactly in the mood for your whining either. Normally these headaches go away after a few hours…
What have you eaten today? You’re being an absolute child.
And you’re being rude and petulant, but you don’t see me complaining.
You assume that you're right, but offer absolutely nothing to support that claim. I think you're afraid that in a true test of intelligence I would outwit you.Â
(cont.)
You’re not “right”. You’re attempting to force an untested hypothesis based on nothing but conjecture and your inflated sense of self-importance.
Oh, look at you! Trying to sound intelligent to impress me.Â
I’m not doing this with you, Jim. Frankly, I’m not in the mood.Â
You’re never in the mood, love. To be fair, though, I’m not exactly in the mood for your whining either. Normally these headaches go away after a few hours…
What have you eaten today? You're being an absolute child.
(cont.)
You’re not “right”. You’re attempting to force an untested hypothesis based on nothing but conjecture and your inflated sense of self-importance.
Oh, look at you! Trying to sound intelligent to impress me.Â
I'm not doing this with you, Jim. Frankly, I'm not in the mood.Â
(cont.)
I would suggest it is more a case of my mental capacities being devoted to more worthy pursuits. Your focus on avoiding illness may well be the reason you have yet to entirely stump me with any of your little games.
Feisty today, are we? Darling, if I really wanted to stump you, I would have done it ages ago. The back-and-forth is a necessary part of this game, and if I challenged that cute little mind of yours too much, I would be down a player. You see?Â
I think your explanation sound suspiciously like an excuse, Mr. Moriarty.Â
I don’t need excuses when I have the truth on my side, sweetie.
Whatever to tell yourself to sleep at night.Â
Oh please, Sherlock. No need to be upset when you know I’m right. It’s childish, really. Endearing, yes, but still childish.Â
You're not "right". You're attempting to force an untested hypothesis based on nothing but conjecture and your inflated sense of self-importance.
(cont.)
I would suggest it is more a case of my mental capacities being devoted to more worthy pursuits. Your focus on avoiding illness may well be the reason you have yet to entirely stump me with any of your little games.
Feisty today, are we? Darling, if I really wanted to stump you, I would have done it ages ago. The back-and-forth is a necessary part of this game, and if I challenged that cute little mind of yours too much, I would be down a player. You see?Â
I think your explanation sound suspiciously like an excuse, Mr. Moriarty.Â
I don’t need excuses when I have the truth on my side, sweetie.
Whatever to tell yourself to sleep at night. -SH
(cont.)
I would suggest it is more a case of my mental capacities being devoted to more worthy pursuits. Your focus on avoiding illness may well be the reason you have yet to entirely stump me with any of your little games.
Feisty today, are we? Darling, if I really wanted to stump you, I would have done it ages ago. The back-and-forth is a necessary part of this game, and if I challenged that cute little mind of yours too much, I would be down a player. You see?Â
I think your explanation sound suspiciously like an excuse, Mr. Moriarty.Â
First mistake, anon. I don’t get sick. Except for the headaches - the splitting bloody headaches. Falling ill is entirely pedestrian.Â
More’s the pity. I would have paid dearly to see you laid up with a few “pedestrian” symptoms. Then again, you are probably the worst patient.
I could say the same for you. I distinctly remember John complaining to a few members of the Yard about a certain consulting detective with a bit of a sniffle. I may have saved the recording.
I’ve never denied that I make a miserable patient. Unfortunately the hours that I keep, and my diet, along with my sleeping schedule, make it…difficult to maintain my immune system.Â
You say that like it’s an excuse, but you’re forgetting that we live somewhat similar lifestyles.  It’s mind over matter, Sherlock, and it appears my mental capacities are significantly more apt at warding off disease.Â
I would suggest it is more a case of my mental capacities being devoted to more worthy pursuits. Your focus on avoiding illness may well be the reason you have yet to entirely stump me with any of your little games.
First mistake, anon. I don’t get sick. Except for the headaches - the splitting bloody headaches. Falling ill is entirely pedestrian.Â
More’s the pity. I would have paid dearly to see you laid up with a few “pedestrian” symptoms. Then again, you are probably the worst patient.
I could say the same for you. I distinctly remember John complaining to a few members of the Yard about a certain consulting detective with a bit of a sniffle. I may have saved the recording.
I've never denied that I make a miserable patient. Unfortunately the hours that I keep, and my diet, along with my sleeping schedule, make it...difficult to maintain my immune system.Â
First mistake, anon. I don’t get sick. Except for the headaches - the splitting bloody headaches. Falling ill is entirely pedestrian.Â
More's the pity. I would have paid dearly to see you laid up with a few "pedestrian" symptoms. Then again, you are probably the worst patient.
There is nothing quite like Frederic Chopin in the morning. None of that Bach nonsense.
Piano is far superior to the violin in all aspects, wouldn’t you agree?
It has come to my attention
That everyone’s favorite consulting detective is uneducated in the art of tie tying. So, being the generous and considerate being that I am, I created this short instructional gif for the final steps. Hopefully, he’ll get the message.
You didn't seem to be complaining about my tie-knotting skills the other afternoon, Jim dear.Â
Hello, Sherlock!!!! I was going to the lab this afternoon.... thought I'd see if there was anything I could help you with in reference to your newest case. I heard it's a rather complicated one involving Jim Moriarty? Something about sunflowers? Anyway.... Let me know!! xx-Molly
Complicated doesn't even /begin/ to describe it, Molly. But thank you for the offer--I would prefer to handle this on my own, however. It is a case of a rather...delicate nature.
Sorry, Sherlock, I’ve just been busy.Â
It seems I’m much better company, Sherlock. But then again, that goes without saying.
Your attempt to make me jealous is rather transparent, Jim. Though I do approve of your choice of garment to attempt it in.Â
Miss Hooper, I suggest you recall the lessons of your primary school days, and don't touch what isn't yours.Â
Well, I'm sure if you told John you were waiting at home like that, he'd be there incredibly quickly, and that's the goal, is it not? For the record, I'm a bit shocked that even an alternate version of me predicted John's return so inaccurately...
You seem to be labouring under the mistaken assumption that I am still living at Baker Street. It is neither that flat nor that bed to which I was referring to.Â