RP with 'moriartyismrsex' on Omegle
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
At midnight tomorrow night you will die. What do you do with your remaining time?
Stranger: I will tie all loose ends.
Stranger: I will make sure /he/ is protected.
Stranger: You can't know about me, John..
Stranger: Just forget about me.
Stranger: I'm a figment of your imagination.
You: What do you need? -Molly
Stranger: I need- I just need a friend, Molly.
You: Go to him Sherlock. He's the only one that really counts. -Molly
Stranger: I can't put him through that! He would get me back for a fleeting moment, before losing me permanently.
You: Isn't that what every moment is? Fleeting?
You: Shouldn't he be allowed to love you one last time.
Stranger: When your moments are few, each one is fleeting.
Stranger: Molly... Don't torture yourself..
Stranger: You've been more than a good friend to me. You deserve to be with someone who will love you properly.
You: You're coming back to him - to all of us - aren't you?
Stranger: If I could... I would. I would come back and try my hardest to erase all of the pain I've caused everyone. I'd make sure people like John- like you, knew how much you meant to me. But this time, it's not up to me to come back. I'm leaving you forever.
You: You can't go...The only place in the world for him is at your side.
Stranger: And that's why I want you to help me, one last time. Promise me that you'll do everything in your power to make sure he- he moves on.. To someone else. Someone better.
You: There's no one else in this world like you, Sherlock. He's just a broken angel. Aren't you on his side?
Stranger: I've never left it. Now, I can be a real angel and protect him. But I can't be there for him. Not like he needs. This is my final goodbye.
You: You're too clever for goodbyes. What about those plans we made so that you'd live? We know you can pull this off. Don't let him win, Sherlock.
You: Don't let -Jim- take the rest of our happiness from us. We can beat this! Together! Cause that's what friends are for.
Stranger: I can't afford to be clever right now, Molly... It's time for you to hear this. I've already accepted it, and now you should, too. I'm dying. It's terminal, and I'll be dead in two days. I've known for awhile- since before I met John. Because of my illness, I started looking for a flatmate. Some human comfort.. I just wanted companionship, but I found John.. and got so much more. It absolutely breaks me, knowing that I have to leave the people I- I love to clean up the mess I've left. I never wanted it to come down to this. I want you to know that.
You: Then the only thing left for you to do is to be there for him. Because Sherlock, if you can't figure something out, no one else will be able to. No one else can -ever- take your place. And Ifear no matter where you go, no matter how dangerous your life becomes - he'll always follow you. He'll carry you through. You can get past this, because there is nothing more fabulous than the tw of you.
Stranger: I'm used to having situations under my control. I'm usually ten paces ahead of everyone else, confident and sure of myself and my abilities. But this time, I'm doubtful and frightened, and it's not easy.. I can't make a mistake now. I can't leave John more miserable than before... Because you're right, Molly. He will follow me. Even when I go where he /cannot/ follow, he will try. And that frightens me most of all. I love him, you know... I love him so much that the only thing I fear in death is the thought of his unhappiness when I'm gone. You inspire me, Molly Hooper. But even I can't get past this.
You: Then you're not trying hard enough! Fight, Sherlock! Don't leave us behind in this boring place. Fight, Sherlock! Keep making everything just a bit more bright in this London gloom. Fight Sherlock! Don't go where we can't follow. FIGHT, Sherlock Holmes! Don't let your last breath be his as well.
Stranger: I'm fighting! I've been fighting for the last eighteen months! I can't hold on any longer. Look at me- Look into my eyes. See that I don't want to leave this earth. See the pain I feel when I imagine the look on John's face when he has to come home to an empty flat, night after night, no matter how hard he tries to forget. Let me have my one dying wish, Molly. Stop the pain. Help me to give John a good life- a life without Sherlock Holmes. Because the inevitable is coming, and you know it...
You: Sherlock... what's another 18 months to you? To /you/? The world's greatest consulting detective in the world! And don't give me that 'only' bull. You know you are, despite or even becuase of all you accomplished over the past months you've been with him. Even though ou may not feel like it, I've seen you change. And your love... your love has only just blossomed. Keep him with you in the coming days and I'll... I'll do my best for you, Sherlock. I promise. Just... don't hide yourself away. Say goodbye properly, he deserves that at least.
Stranger: Have I ever told you that your soul is beautiful? You should know that, Molly. I hope that you will look back fondly on the memories we've shared, and know that you are the one who gave me another chance. I just may be the worlds greatest consulting detective, and maybe it's to do with the fact that I am the world's /only/ consulting detective, or maybe it's not. I may have the brain, but I've never learned to have a heart. It's almost funny how I've realized now, what it feels like to use it properly. John deserves to be the one who knows what my heart can do, because what it does- it does for him. Thank you, Molly Hooper. I want you to know that you always counted, to me.
You: Then go have a coffee with him. Two sugars and all. Just /be/ together. I'll keep him safe. Goodbye, Sherlock Holmes. -Molly
Stranger: Goodbye, Molly. I'll see you again, one day. - SH
