silverseamstress:

Jim’s my best character with John as a close second. 

Come at me, loves. 

Help me help you.

Reblogged for justice.

This plot-dense, deduction-heavy Sherlock RP ended in technical error.  Oh no!

 John was held by a none-too-bright baddie in a coffee shop near the Yard; Sherlock rescued him, but things weren’t as simple as they seemed.  There were suspicious fake doctors at the hospital and my blogger was keeping secrets from me.  When the connection dropped, we were about to jump out of a window. Also, we were both on Omegle in the middle of the day due to being under the weather.

Fun was had, and I’m curious about some of the hanging plot threads. If the mystery stranger will please stand up, I’d like to make an appointment to find an ending to this.  I found you John, now find me!

Drawings, gifs, whatever: The Sherlockian Sunday Omegle Event needs something pretty we can all reblog on Sunday so we all remember that Sundays are for Sherlock-themed Omegle Roleplay, all day, regardless of when Sunday begins and ends in your timezone.  Bring us you art, and everybody reblog.

There are so many talented artists in the Sherlockian tumblr community that I sometimes I feel like all I do is click ‘like’ all day long. This Sunday will be the first Sherlockian Sunday event, so it needs to be a huge success; art will help spread the word. Even if Sunday is the one day of the week you can’t play and you hate this thing, good turnout is essential to doing other just-barely-organized Sherlockian Omegle Raids in the future, and reducing the number of horny strangers we have to annoy to find a good RP.

Not an artist? Just reblog like crazy. 

See you all there! - SH

rachbrew:

It needs to become a fandom thing.

I suggest Sunday.

We can call it ‘Sherlockian Sunday’ 

 

ENTIRE FANDOM:  PLEASE REBLOG.   IF UNINTERESTED, REBLOG ANYWAY.

Reblogging because this appears to be the Jim I was looking for before, who antagonized me for an entire evening, maybe, and then got away.  I still need to resolve this matter. SHOW YOURSELF.

flap-my-jack:

You: Tick tock, can you save him?-JM
Stranger: Moriarty? - SH
You: Hello-JM
Stranger: I can’t say I’m pleased to hear from you - SH
You: Oh. You hurt my feelings Sherlock. But you didn’t answer my question-JM
Stranger: What have you done? - SH
You: Me and Johnny have been playing a little game-JM
Stranger: Moriarty! Leave him out of this! - SH
You: Too Late-JM
Stranger: What do you want? -SH
You: Your presence, The pool in 10 minutes. Come alone….or else.-JM
You: Johnny is just dying to see you-JM
Stranger: I’ll be there.. - SH
You: Tell me Sherlock…you’d know the answer to this riddle. How long do you have to save someone before they die of ricin poisoning?-JM
Stranger: Up to 72 hours… -SH
Stranger: I’m going to end you - SH
You: Has daddy been naughty-JM
You: Uh Oh-JM
You: So considering the fact that I injected him with the poison precisely 67 hours ago, i’d hurry-JM
Stranger: I’m right outside- SH
Stranger: -Sherlock felt as though he were reliving his past as he rushed through the doors to the smell of chlorine-
Stranger: Moriarty! Where are you? Where is John?
You: *Sing song* “Over here!”
You: “Oh it has been far too long hasn’t it”
Stranger: Sherlock turned to glare at him, “Where is he?”
You: “Aren’t you going to say you missed me first” Moriarty rolled his eyes. “Where are your manners. I put all this effort in and this is the thanks I get. I’m starting to think our relationship is in trouble”
Stranger: “There is NO relationship… You are a deranged lunatic that happens to have money and power and an unhealthy obsession with me!”
You: “Oh, no Sherlock don’t say that.” Moriarty grinned maliciously before clicking his fingers. A shivering barely John was dragged out of a door behind Jim by Sebastian Moran.
You: *barely concious
Stranger: Sherlock’s eyes darted over and widened, “John…”
You: Jim followed Sherlock’s eyeline and grinned “He’s not very chatty is he”
You: Jim clicked again and Moran aimed his gun at John’s head. Jim turned back to face Sherlock “Just making sure you don’t get any sudden ideas”
Stranger: Sherlock breathed through his nose and leveled himself, “Stop this… He needs medical care.”
You: Moriarty glanced at his watch “Not immediately”
Stranger: “What. Do. You. Want?” He asked dangerously
You: Moriarty moved to speak before he was distracted John’s interruption. “Sh….sh.rrlck…..r…r…unn….g..go!”.
You: Moran aimed a kick in John’s stomach to shut him up.
Stranger: “No!” Sherlock stepped forward.
You: “Shhh now the grown ups are talking Johnny”
You: “I want to make a deal Sherlock”
Stranger: He never took his eyes off John, “A deal? What deal?”
You: Moriarty pulled a knife out of his pocket and ran his fingers along the blade menacingly. “Your pesky brother has captured someone I need free.”
Stranger: “What does that have to do with me?” Sherlock growled.
You: “You convince him to release him or else” Moriarty took a step towards John.
Stranger: Sherlock stepped forward once more out of the pure urge to protect his friend… he held out his hands, “Who is it!?”
You: “Javier Cortez”
Stranger: “And if the slightest chance I can convince Mycroft… you’ll free John and myself?”
You: “I acquiese to that if Cortez is released.”
Stranger: “I’ll do it..” Sherlock grabbed for his phone.
You: “Good boy” Moriarty moved to crouch by John, turning his face towards Sherlock
Stranger: “Leave him alone! I agreed to your demands..”
You: “I’m not going to do anything to him…….should you succeed”
Stranger: Sherlock exhaled sharply and nodded. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text, “Mycroft, I need a favor…”
Stranger: -SH
You: Moriarty laughed gleefully in the background “Let’s see if the older Holmes has a heart”
Stranger: He glared at him and waited anxiously for his brother to text back.
Stranger: What is it, Sherlock? -MH
You: John groaned in pain across the pool.
You: “Oooh better get a move on Sherlock. His insides are on FIRE!” Jim laughed
Stranger: Sherlock texted furiously.
Stranger: You have a man in your custody… Javier Cortez… I need you to release him - SH
Stranger: A moment passed.
Stranger: I’m not sure how you acquired that information but I’m afraid I cannot do that -MH
Stranger: Why?! - SH
Stranger: He is a very dangerous man, brother and I intend on keeping his off the streets - MH
Stranger: Mycroft, John’s life has been threatened unless you release your prisoner- SH
You: “Tick, tock Sherlock”
Stranger: “Stop it!”
Stranger: Another moment passed
Stranger: Where are you? - MH
Stranger: Sherlock glanced at Moriarty before turning slightly. He could text their location.
You: Moriarty moved the knife to John’s throat. “Last warning Sherlock. I can read you remember”
Stranger: He sighed and pursed his lips angrily.
Stranger: I cannot tell you that… please do as I ask - SH
Stranger: A suspenseful and agonizing minute went by.
Stranger: Sherlock, you owe me for this… - MH
Stranger: “He’s going to release him…” Sherlock sighed in relief.
You: “Good”
You: He removed the knife from John’s throat and John gasped. “As soon as I have confirmation your free to be on your merry little way”
You: Jim smirked
Stranger: Sherlock looked down at John and gave him a reassuring look.
You: John closed his eyes sharply and nodded
Stranger: “Why not let John go while we wait?”
You: “Then what’s to stop you reneging on the deal”
Stranger: “I won’t… you would still have me.”
You: *stayin alive began to play from Jim’s pocket* He pulled the phone out, “Do you mind?”
Stranger: Sherlock shrugged and shook his head
You: Jim flipped open the phone and put it to his ear. “You have him?……good…….i’ll be there shortly”
You: He turned to face Sherlock “Don’t things work out for the better when we work together”
Stranger: Sherlock only glared at him.
Stranger: “Let us go now.”
You: Moriarty moved towards the door before signalling to Moran “Till we meet again Sherlock”. Sebastian kicked John into the pool before following swiftly.
Stranger: “God!” Sherlock dove in after him without a second’s hesitation.
Stranger: He reached John quickly and pulled him to the surface, “John! Are you alright, John?”
You: John attempted to force his eyes open “Sh….rr..” He coughed up some water
Stranger: Sherlock pulled him out of the water and held him to his chest, “Jesus.. John…” He scrambled for the phone he’d left behind on the floor.
Stranger: “I’m calling for help right now…”
You: John reached out and squeezed Sherlock’s hand softly.
Stranger: His body shook out of fear for his friend and he tightened his grip on him, “It’s alright…”
You: John shuddered at the combination of the drug and the pool water
Stranger: “Mycroft is sending an ambulance… just relax.. oh god, John what did they do to you?”
You: John pulled up his left sleeve to point out where they injected the drug
Stranger: “Oh my god… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.”
You: John reached his arm up a touched Sherlock’s cheek “D…d..n’t be…..n.t …..y…your….f..f..fault”
Stranger: Sherlock leaned into his touch, “If it weren’t for me or my brother… this would have never happened to you…”
You: John shook his head weakly “S….s…top…b….blaming y…yourself”
Stranger: “You’re so… you’re so insufferably selfless, aren’t you?”
Stranger: “You’re supposed to be angry with me!” Sherlock felt tears running down his cheeks
You: John wiped away the tears “C….n’t be ‘ngry….w….with you” He smiled weakly
Stranger: “I will never understand you, John…” Sherlock offered a sad grin.
You: John grinned at his companion “‘A…arn’t you s’pposed to be ….the…b…best at that”
Stranger: “I am at everything else… but you… you still confound me.”
Stranger: A faint blare of a siren sounded softly.
You: John groaned in pain. He could certainly feel it now.
Stranger: “John! John, keep your eyes open…”
You: He nodded and forced his eyes to open
Stranger: “Fight it, John… please…”
You: “I’ll t…try”
Stranger: He could hear doors opening at the entrance and the paramedics shouting.
Stranger: “We’re here! We’re at the pool!!” He cried out
Stranger: “Hang on… help is here.”
You: He coughed up a little blood
Stranger: “Jo… oh god…” He swiped a hand through John’s hair
Stranger: The paramedics stormed into the pool area and immediately took John from Sherlock.
You: John tried to reach out for Sherlock’s hand “D….n’t lea…ve….m…m…m..me”
Stranger: “I’m right here, John…” He wept.
Stranger: The paramedics started an IV drip and loaded him on a stretcher
You: “I…’ll be…kay”
Stranger: “You damn well better be…”
You: John laughed weakily
Stranger: Sherlock held his hand all the way out to the ambulance and climbed in after he was loaded.
You: “M…m…moriarty…….”
Stranger: “He’s gone..”
You: “….h…he’s….a….w….wanker” John laughed
Stranger: Sherlock laughed and pushed John’s hair back, “Yes he is…”
You: John smiled at the gesture “D….d…n’t go….’fter……’im……..not alone.”
Stranger: Never… you’re never alone if I’m around.. and don’t worry, when you’re well I’m going to hunt him down.”
You: John nodded. The pain was lessening thanks to the IV. “S…rry”
Stranger: “For what?” Sherlock’s eye brows scrunched up in confusion.
You: “Y…ou owe….Mycr..oft…..a…favour cause o’ me”
Stranger: “As much as that pains me… I’ll survive as long as you’re alright.”
You: John reached out and gripped Sherlock’s hand “Yeah….”
Stranger: “Sir?” A young paramedic woman interrupted, “Sir, I’m sorry but we need to take his blood pressure…”
Stranger: Sherlock nodded, “Of course…”
You: John gripped tighter not wanting to let go
Stranger: “John… I’m right over here. They need to take care of you.”
You: He reluctantly loosened his grip and let them do their work
Stranger: Sherlock watched from the corner of the ambulance and closed his eyes to the motion of the moving vehicle
Stranger: He was going to make Moriarty pay…

WE. HAVE. UNFINISHED. BUSINESS. - SH