Apparently don't even think particularly hard about the ballots, as it will vote for you and just scurry right on its way without informing one in the slightest.

[ He doesn't sound particularly bothered by this, and the fact that this is very, very, VERY likely to lead to something awful, and possibly some kind of untimely and messy demise - that ( Read more... )

[ Sebastian who? Sebastian patience is gone. This is Sherlock, plain and simple and grouchy, speaking very calmly and matter-of-factually. ]Basic scare tactics. Obvious. It's not as if it's difficult to alter audio like that. Simple distortion. The person outside: Unidentifiable. They've more than enough people - drones, I suppose you'd prefer - to ( Read more... )

[ What's very obvious is that this is not London, and this is certainly not a poolside. The first five minutes exactly of his arrival were spent considering that exact fact (interspersed with there is someone else in my bed oh god but that was utterly beside the point), followed shortly by an analysis of what he DID know ( Read more... )

In which something good comes out of silly memes (and also out of insomnia).

( Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic. )

In which Anderson is a penis, (and Sherlock isn't so nice either, but who cares).

In which Dyson dislikes the prospect of torture, (and Sherlock is not very comforting either).

In which Sherlock speaks with Moriarty again, (and Moriarty sharpens the ugliest of words).

In which Kenzi demands cookies, (and also demands Sherlock's appendix rupture ( Read more... )

I say, are you quite finished?

While I perfectly understand your excitement in regards to playing me is inexorably founded - I am, of course, me, and this is one of those numerous occasions where, despite what the idiom suggests, flattery may, in fact, get you a place or two - my point is that I must ask of you a very simple question: How many ( Read more... )

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In which Sherlock speaks to his biggest fan (who is also his smallest).

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In which Kenzi grieves her one-day boyfriend (or lack thereof).

In which Sherlock meets Kenzi's parents (and wall-slammings ensue).

In layman's terms, they're all idiots.

You're asking me why this is a bad idea? My hopes remain that was a thinly-conceived attempt of a joke and not an actual and tangible question, outside of the rhetoric ( Read more... )