Lady Hollingberry

Lady Sierra Hollingberry is the youngest of two children born to a Duke and a Duchess. Her brother, Marquess Jonathan Hollingberry, is the legal heir to the title and the house of their parents but she will always live with him. Educated from a very early age to love books, and particularly ancient history, Sierra decided she wanted to become an archeologist. Then, she discovered a gift; writing. She was a wonderful writer and found her niche in the world. Writing about ancient history. {Original RP OC, involved in any number of fandoms. Please check all the links before interacting.} This RPer took the Roleplay Anti-Hate Pledge

[consultingciaran]

The Consulting Criminal's 50-Follower Giveaway!

I’ve just hit 50 followers today and this makes me pleased, because it’s a big step for me, I’ve never been so popular in the roleplaying community before! So I’m doing this little promotional giveaway! - Must be following me! ROLEPLAY BLOGS ONLY. And if you unfollow afterwards, you’ll break my heart. D: - Reblogs only, but you get an extra entry if you follow one or all of the blogs from this post. Just message me about the extra blogs, I’ll verify, and you’re good. - Ends on January 5th at noon and winners will be notified via ask box ASAP (I have a real life to get back to when school starts on the sixth). - There will be five winners drawn from a random generator; I’ll include a screencap if necessary. - This post must reach 10+ notes or I’m nixing it. 1st place: 50 icons (or as many as I can do, whichever I hit first) of the muse, a promotional post on all of my blogs (combined with an audience of 100+ people), a drabble of any sort you like, an AU starter of any sort you like, a whole playlist dedicated to you, and a graphic for your muse. 2nd place: 30 icons (or as many as I can do) of the muse, a promotional post on all of my blogs, an AU starter of any sort you like, and a graphic for your muse. 3rd place: 20 icons (or as many as I can do) of the muse, a promotional post on my two most popular blogs, an AU starter of any sort you like, and a graphic for your muse. 4th and 5th place: 10 icons of the muse, a promotional post on this blog, a regular starter, and a graphic for your muse.

[manwiththesilvertongue-blog]

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they'll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

[sierrahollingberry]

Run Boy Run.

Promoting a very good friend of mine, the Doctor to my Clara. <3

[sierrahollingberry]

Offline.

[sierrahollingberry]

I need to scream and cry into someone’s ask box please

[sierrahollingberry]

The Missing Sword

[xshowoff-deactivated20140623]

   Sherlock has no luck this morning. No cases —- well, no good ones anyways. It was rather ones that could be answered in a snap of a finger. And that’s when it got boring. Then it got to the point where he’d be sitting in the flat, hanging upside down on the chairs screaming,

                    “Boooooooored.”

And John wasn’t even there. He’d said that he was busy —— and there was nothing important to do, so he was doing whatever John did when he wasn’t with Sherlock. Which, Sherlock had no idea what that was.

He then heard a knock on the door and sighed. Though he hoped it was a good case, or someone to entertain him at least. He walked over to the door, opening it to see a girl, a short girl who looked like maybe —- she would have a good case.

                      “Yes? Hello. Have you got a case, or?”

He really hoped it was a case now. And if it wasn’t, he’d probably go out and bug people, he was aiming on bugging Lestrade, or rather Greg as he found out his name was.

[sierrahollingberry]

"Yes, hello. I do have a case." Looking up at him, she realized how tall he was; or was she just short? She couldn't tell and frankly, at the moment, she didn't care. A 3,000 year old sword was missing, one she had put a lot of time and effort into, and she didn't plan on letting it get away. Especially not with the... special history it had connected to it. The cult history. Who knows what it could be being used for? She rested her hand on her own shoulder for a moment, thinking. Then she looked up at him again. "May I come in please?"

[gumiyamegpoid-deactivated201308]

I DARE YOUUUUUU! MWAHAHAHAh Try to guess mun's age, gender, and sexuality

[ghh0sty-deactivated20140128]

send a color on anon

[sierrahollingberry]

Scarlet - I like you.

Teal - I’d date you.

Red - I love you

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Brown - I don’t like you.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Black - I hate you

White - Delete your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

[meme-archive]

Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine. What does mine do?

[yinandyangmoriartys]

"A lady. Are you like royalty, perhaps?"

[sierrahollingberry]

"Close. My dad's a duke."

[elevxnth-archive-deactivated201]

[… Wow, do you all really… care? About me? Why would you care?]

[sierrahollingberry]

{Because you're a person, a human being, who does not deserve to be told that they're anything but good. We care. We all do, even if we've never talked to you before. Please stay. Please?}

[forgottenpond]

Need Something, love?

can everyone please go to her ask and tell her how awesome she is and that it should be her choice to delete or not - not some stupid anons?

[yinandyangmoriartys]

sierrahollingberry started following you

"Hello, I’m Sebastian. Who are you?"

[sierrahollingberry]

"I'm Lady Sierra Hollingberry."

[sierrahollingberry]

Tag fix.

[forgottenpond]

Need Something, love?

can everyone please go to her ask and tell her how awesome she is and that it should be her choice to delete or not - not some stupid anons?

[beneficii]

just a few things to remember about roleplay ;

[sierrahollingberry]

follower counts do not equate to ‘popularity’

follower counts do not equate to ‘quality’

it is not a popularity contest

a writer is not their character; their character may be an asshole, but the writer may not be

someone else roleplaying the same canon character as you should never be compared to you or another because you are each your own portrayal — thus you are each unique and have your own merits as the character in question

someone using an ‘overused’ face claim does not make them any less of a roleplayer or writer nor does it negate degrees of ‘quality’

some writers may be slow because they have real life issues or maybe their muse for their character comes and goes, or perhaps their internet connection is faulty

as a writer you can pick and choose whichever threads you have the muse for whenever you’d like — it is your blog and your character, only you dictate as much, never let a person make you feel bad for that

do not enforce a ship or push for smut, let things flow and they will be magical

if you worry you are being ignored? you probably aren’t, the other writer just may not have the muse for your thread or maybe they are simply too busy

[sierrahollingberry]

The Missing Sword

Sierra stood outside the flat, knocking on the door, waiting impatiently for an answer. She had to see this consulting detective. This was a very delicate matter, very important to her personally, and she would not trust it to anyone but the best. And she'd done her homework--Sherlock Holmes was the best. Just that morning, a very old sword from Scandinavia had gone missing from her private collection of archaeological artifacts. She had dug it up herself from a burial mound, worked on the restoration and preservation herself, and it was one of her most prized possessions. Displayed in a climate-controlled case in her gallery, carefully watched over by the staff and a security system which included video surveillance, the sword was quite well protected. Yet somehow, someone had stolen it. There was a bright flash into the camera's lens, momentarily obscuring the video; long enough for them to apparently spirit away the sword. Only that wasn't possible. The case was virtually untouched, no signs on tampering, though it was only able to be opened by the key she kept on her key ring at all times; there were laser sensors that hadn't been tripped, and no one had seen anyone enter or exit the room.  The entire staff had been accounted for, everyone checked thoroughly. The thief must have been a ghost.