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Sherlock Holmes
[ Male | six foot | Asexual | Dark brown hair | blue eyes ]
[ A fallen angel ]
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"I may be on the side of the angels, but don't think for one second I am one of them."
History
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Sherlock Holmes has always been an angel but was able to hide it with ease. No one, not even his own brother, had known to believe the detective would ever be such a creature. He was often described as a monster or a machine. Never in anyone's dreams, not even Sherlock himself, would believe he'd be the winged creature everyone looks so highly on.
On the day of the fall, he had died. No one, not even Sherlock himself, would have been able to survive such a fall from a high distance. He had to do it. He had to protect the only few people he truly cared for. If not, then he wouldn't be able to live with himself. Somehow though, he was given a
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Personality
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Sherlock is often described to have a grey hound like feature when it comes to solving cases. He deducts every possible feature and searches everywhere in hopes to find any sort of clue. When it comes to learning, Holmes says that he memories and reads the things that he finds would be essential for figuring out murders. While others call it chaos, Sherlock finds wealth and rather useful information. He is an arrogant genius driven by a desire to prove himself cleverer than the perpetrator and the police. Often times when Watson compliments him, he's very flattered and pleased. Holmes has a rather cold demeanor, though when it involves solvin
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Appearance
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Sherlock has not changed one bit after the fall. He still wears his long dark grey peacoat with the eggplant colored collared shirt, black slacks, blue scarf and black dress shoes. His eyes are a piercing bright blue in which pop with his pale skin. His hair is a dark color, curly as well and stands at six feet tall. Though, under the coat he has white wings that he is able to hide. It is rare to actually see the angel with his wings out. When he does show them it's either you've caught him before he was able to hide them, in a life or death situation, or he very much trusts you. Though good luck. It's rather hard for him to welcome people in
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//cries profusely, flops down by feet// youre precious }
| oh dear me!
N-no I'm not! Sh!
I just made a feels Sherlock cause-
Well-
I dig the sad feels
/ hides ]
N-no I'm not! Sh!
I just made a feels Sherlock cause-
Well-
I dig the sad feels
/ hides ]
| 'nother open rppppppp }
Always night. Why must it always be night when he had to come out? To go and walk around the empty streets? To do that needed to be done? It was boring staying in an abandoned warehouse until the sun set and the stars were out and about. He had no one to talk to anymore. No one to pester. Not Lestrade. Not his own brother Mycroft. Not Molly. And certainly not John Watson about his little blog or needing milk and tea in the flat. This was his home. Sitting in this giant room with nothing to do. Keeping himself warm with the peacoat and wings to shield him from the icy cold wind of London. And now that winter was coming, he need to find a way to protect himself from the powder looking sheets that'll settle outside of the warehouse.
Sherlock was huddled to himself in a corner, a small fire made to keep himself warm. He wanted to go out, possibly find somewhere to eat but he can't. Well, he didn't want to. His hands were numb with cold and face was glowing from the fire that burned in the corner he sat by. Just as he was concentrated with the crackling sounds, the sounds of footsteps caused his head to whip up to look at the door. "Who goes there?" He said, echoing across the empty room as metal also made noise as if someone tried to get into his 'house'.
**Out of all the men in the entire New York Police Department, Ichabod Crane was the one who always got picked on for jobs like this. Searching a warehouse for suspicious activity? Please. Just standing outside the building, gazing up at it, he could see there was no one here. He began to relax as this thought took hold, but still. He had to be sure.**
**Icky enters the warehouse, pistol raised in a slightly wobbly hand. He shivers, trying to find his bearings in the dark, empty place. Before he could take another step, he heard something; a sound. A voice? Icky froze.**
"Hello?"
(( Cool, another psycho detective. 
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(( ooooh mTY GoD YOURE SUCH A GOOD SHERLOCK.
could i.
could i bother you with my molly oh my gosh !!! ))
| lmsmoeonsnjs omfg thank you so much! ;//u//; I try very hard to be Sherlock since he's such an interesting character!
I love your account omg <3
yES PLEASE DO! I'd love to Rp with a Molly!! }
(( oh my goodness well you do an amazing job!!!!!!! \u/
also alright !!!! im so excited, i havent gotten to rp molly in months!!! is your sherlock still alive--
also alright !!!! im so excited, i havent gotten to rp molly in months!!! is your sherlock still alive--
and like!! what's your take on his death?? < like, if molly helped him or something??? > oh man im sorry for all of the questions im lame !!! ))