Just so

"Like the moon misses the sun, darling. You’ve been bad, taking down my itsy bitsy web. Daddy doesn’t approve."

theimpossibleeccentric

Sherlock blinked at the astronomical reference.

It’s still pointless.

"I thought you’d approve. After all, bad is right up your alley."

"If you’re as good as you say you’ll be able to rebuild. It’ll be fun. You build it and I’ll knock it down. Like children and blocks."

#open #Moriarty #Sherlock

"Oh dear, you are quite simple. It must be nice." Making a sideways face, he tutted and shook his head. "I don't do repeats. So boring. No, no, no. I'm done with you, Sherlock. I did what I said I would, showed you your heart and burned it. You're just old news. You and that dull brother of yours. Daddy's done playing nice and now I'm not just going to control the world this time-I am going to leave this planet in desolation. I've already started-you like the little game I did with Russia? They said the wrong thing so I had America take all the funding they gave to Russia."

"A word I know,

six letters it contains,

remove one letter, and twelve remains.

What am I?"

inboxstuff

My muse is furious, how does yours calm them down?

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“Yes, I see you there darling. You’re still my favorite, no worries.”

themasterinthetardis

"Mm…. I suppose it’s a almost a pity that I’ve moved on."

"You’re old news, Moriarty. Better work on some new plans to keep me interested.”

His face shifted from amused to in-human anger. "Excuse me?"

Wrong thing to say to a human that was far from human as there could be.

"I do hope you know I still control everything on Earth and if you try to succeed me I will take you down."

"Don’t even, Basher. Do it again and I’ll use your eyes for buttons."

"Oh, but I’m sure everyone would compliment you. Who wouldn’t adore such a lovely color? Eyes are a reflection of the soul, after all."

"You're narcissism is showing, basher. It looks good on you." The consulting criminal mused. "They would be lovely, the souls of a killer. A true killer-not those fake ones that are far too common."

”What have I T O L D you about calling me SOFT?”

"My apologies, sir. But need I remind you of the fact that those are not my words. I’m merely quoting that old hag.”

"Don't even, Basher. Do it again and I'll use your eyes for buttons."

"Everyone looks for an audience, Basher. Stop being ignorant."

"I’m sure you’d be able to, considering that soft voice of yours."

#desertandblood #sniperwithabite

"What have I T O L D you about calling me SOFT?"

#Don't I know it

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"What is it, Moran?"

Ba Ba

Black sheep

Have you any B L O O D?

Yes sir Yes sir Three bags FULL!

One for The Master One for the Yard And one for the little Holmes that lives down the block~

"Are you looking for an audience or are you good to go on your own?"

#Gratzi!#I think it's a bit not good being able to play this psychopath but hey-it works for me XD #Had to resist putting 'You threw off my groove'

"Everyone looks for an audience, Basher. Stop being ignorant."

andthenweloved

Ba Ba

Black sheep

Have you any B L O O D?

Yes sir Yes sir Three bags FULL!

One for The Master One for the Yard And one for the little Holmes that lives down the block~

#open #Have some crazy Jim

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"Yes, I see you there darling. You're still my favorite, no worries."

#themasterinthetardis

Daddy'sB A C K ----!

#open #or whatever #but hello my pretties

The เ๓ק๏รรเ๒lє Omega

"Aren’t I just?" he mused before walking around the pool to face the alpha. "For someone who can fight so well, is that British browning 9LA1 really needed for little ol’ me?" He said with a slight tilt of his head. "You’ve been a bad girl, Sherly. The cabbie, the Chines smugglers, and a few smaller cases stopping my clients. Daddy doesn’t approve."

"Well if you know so much about me," she said stopping in front of him. "Then you should know that I don’t take threats seriously." Her ice eyes examined his face carefully. "The gun was just a precaution. There’s no need to get it out, right? I mean we are just talking. Plus if you didn’t want your clients caught then you should have chosen people who are more careful."

"N-oo, no." He said, making a face before looking back to her. "You've seen just a teensy glimpse of what I do. The only reason you are alive now is because those clients were nothing to me. But you can't continue. I have far too much, and it's inevitable we will continue to clash if you do not cease. Too many big plans for you to try and stop."

The เ๓ק๏รรเ๒lє Omega

Jim strolled out, sunglasses and ‘normal people’ clothes gone as he wore one of his favorite Westwood suits. “Does it job by keeping you alpha’s at bay.” He mused before pulling out his little concoction spray and tossing it in the pool. His true scent will be overpowering the fake one soon enough. “I’m almost disappointed in you, solving the case just before time ran out.” He mused before walking a bit more into her line of sight and sticking his hands in his pockets. “A deal is a deal though. Jim Moriarty.”

"I don’t need to be kept at bay. I have no desire to bond with anyone." She flicked a strand of hair behind her shoulder. "I solved the case in half the time you gave me. I wouldn’t say that’s cutting it close." Her footsteps echoed off the cement walls as she walked forward. "And you, Moriarty. You are much more interesting than any cab driver."

"Aren't I just?" he mused before walking around the pool to face the alpha. "For someone who can fight so well, is that British browning 9LA1 really needed for little ol' me?" He said with a slight tilt of his head. "You've been a bad girl, Sherly. The cabbie, the Chines smugglers, and a few smaller cases stopping my clients. Daddy doesn't approve."

The เ๓ק๏รรเ๒lє Omega

Jim looked away some in thought as he hummed. “You have two hours to finish this dull case. Solve it, and I’ll tell you. Don’t, and you’ll never know anything about Moriarty and I have the killer killed and brought to your doorstep to ruin your fun.” with a smirk he turned and walked away, waving his hand in the air with a “Ta.” Behind him. No one disrespects James Moriarty in such a way without paying for it. And the waiting will kill Sherlock, let alone just NOT knowing.

He took a car too the pool where he killed Carl Powers and waited. Oh, he hoped the alpha wasn’t so stupid to not finish the case in time.That would ruin all his fun.

The case was finished in an hour. She strolled into the pool, glancing around. ”I’ve solved your little puzzle Omega. You can come out now.” Her eyes scanned the area, watching for any sort of movement. ”Oh don’t try and hide. I can smell you here, even with your little disguise draft.” Her nose wrinkled. “Which is quite terrible by the way. Makes you smell like a dead skunk.”

Jim strolled out, sunglasses and 'normal people' clothes gone as he wore one of his favorite Westwood suits. "Does it job by keeping you alpha's at bay." He mused before pulling out his little concoction spray and tossing it in the pool. His true scent will be overpowering the fake one soon enough. "I'm almost disappointed in you, solving the case just before time ran out." He mused before walking a bit more into her line of sight and sticking his hands in his pockets. "A deal is a deal though. Jim Moriarty."

The เ๓ק๏รรเ๒lє Omega

Moriarty growled at that. “Filthy alphas, all the same-thinking you’re so great that everyone wants you.” He nearly spat with venom. Sure, her scent was appealing enough, but it was her mind he cared more about. Fine. Time to bring out the cabbie case. “Tell me, what does the name, ‘Moriarty’ mean to you.” He mused with a sly grin, knowing he didn’t need to follow now as he stood calmly and stared at Sherlock’s back.

She froze and turned. ”Well excuse me for assuming that is what you wanted since everyone who has ever stopped me during a case has tried.” A growl escaped her lips then she tensed, eyes narrowing. “How the hell do you know that name?”