Help me. Please. I'm bored. (Sherlock RP)(PAFP)

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  • Let me intoduce myself...
    [img width=382 height=510]http://i617.photobucket.com/al…my%20Cyrus/SammyCyrus.png[/img]
    This is me. My name is Sylia Sherlock Watson. Yes I am the daughter of John Watson. Here are ten things you might need to know about me;
    [align=left][font=arial][size=12]1. I have been in life threatening situations 17 times and counting now.
    2. I am Seventeen years old.
    3. I have been shot in the arm once.
    4. My Dad still doesn't let me date.
    5. My mom is an assassin.
    6. My favorite animal is the common house hold cat because they remind me of myself.
    7. My 'uncle' Sherlock has taught me how to use my mind palace.
    8. My Dad once tried to shoot my boyfriend once he found out I was dating him. He's no longer my boyfriend.
    9. I like Sherlock's son.
    10. I'm Bored.


    [font=arial][size=12]So if you are somehow reading this, please cure my boredom. Seriously nothing exciting has happened in months. Sherlock's son isn't helping, seeing that he usually just ignores me and goes off to his room to do things alone and also, the fact that he and his father despise each other doesn't help me at all. Though I'm pretty sure hatred is their way of showing love. At least that's what my dad says anyway. Basically, I'm bored.


    OOC~
    Hello! I'm actually also really bored. I wanted to do a Sherlock thread because I just finished season three and I am in the mood to think about Sherlock. So second generation Sherlock is what I came up with! I know right? How original of me. (well it's fun anyway), so if you joined, you'd play sherlock's son (and occasionally Sherlock, you can decide who the mom is or if you even want her in the rp ;)) and I would play sylia(and occasionally John Watson and Mary) So yeah! just jump in if you like!

  • OOC: Shall we cure our boredom together? I am in the exact position! I am on my tablet but I will post a pic when I get a chance to get on the computer again. Also if I need to adjust anything let me know ;) :P



    Mozart William Holmes




    Ic: A soft melody sang off the strings of the dark wooden violin. William froze as for once a note happened to escape his memory. A whistle escaped his throat and he looked at the sheet music sitting on the desk behind him as he continued where he left off. His fingers tapped against the neck as he stopped again before leading into another round of silence. He rolled his wrist moving the instrument into a down position beside him. He pressed against the door listening.

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  • [align=right][size=12](THE CURE OF BOREDOM! *dun dun duuun* xD sorry I'm weird. Yeah that's great thank you! P.S. I love the fact his name is mozart... and I also love doctor who...)


    I walked the familiar road towards Sherlock's flat, hoping that Mozart wouldn't be there. It would just be awkward. I think he knows, but I can't be sure because emotion fails to reach his face. I could never tell what he was thinking. Either that or he was always thinking about hating what he was doing then. I arrived at my destination and stuck my hands in the pockets of my Hollister sweater. I wore a beanie and a scarf since the weather was awful and cold, like it always was in London. Well most of the time. I opened the unlocked door and stepped inside taking off my hat and scarf. As soon as I stepped into the house, music filled my ears. The violin. It wasn't good enough to be Sherlock, so it must have been Mozart. I sighed scratching the back of my neck and made my way upstairs to meet Mozart.




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  • (*gasp* I am completely random and weird too! A WhoLockian!!! I think I may like you...)


    "You're later than usual!" I called out from the end of the hall confirming who my suspicions picked out. My eyes flickered to the large wooden clock taking up in my opinion too much space. I pulled my dark blue tie tighter and crossed my arms adjusting the violin in my grip. "You're walking slower, dragging your feet some." I stated glancing up and down her for a second. "You've been pacing?" My head tilted to the side as I watched for another second before turning towards the security and calmness of my room. "Why you're here, the clock in the kitchen is three minutes off, a few seconds too. But that would require refiguring the gear setting. My watch is on the table it has the correct time, use that and not anything else." It was only a few minor tasks but I knew her reaction like the ways that oxygen could actually kill you. "Don't get annoyed, it's not that hard."

  • [align=right][size=12](Yay!! xD howdy then! you too!)
    Sylia~
    Same thing every time I come over. I was a little later than he excpected, this satisfied me in some way, but he still knew I was coming. I crossed my arms annoyed like he knew I would be and tapped my left foot twice. It was times like these I wondered why I liked him. "How many times have I told you I don't come here to do chores your dad has asked you to do?" I sighed, though I found myself in the kitchen somehow doing exactly what he asked. "Yes I have been pacing. I'm bored! Nothing has happened and I'm beginning to think all the cases have already been solved."

    [align=right][font=courier][size=12] "So yes I'm annoyed" I hissed madly spinning the gears to the right time, then went to make some tea for myself. How could he be such an a$$hole? Just a little consideration would be nice from time to time. Well I wasn't too bored anymore at least, so what else could I do? It was the only thing that made sense. "Is your dad here? I have the cat eyes he asked for." I asked loud enough so he could hear me from the confinement of his room.



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  • Ooc:( I cannot tell how much I enjoyed that video XD Also, mice story :-* I don't know much about 1D, but the rest was good! )



    Mozart~



    "Yes I can!" I yelled back. It was obvious she was bored and I had things that needed to be done. Plus you could almost stereotype Watsons by now. I halfway rolled my eyes and then shuffled through a pile of sheet music on my desk behind me with my right hand "where do you think? If he's not with your dad try the basement. Can you reorganize my room once you drop those off? Also, do you only ever get out when he needs something?" I shouted back keeping my voice even.

  • [align=right][size=12](Ikr? I love him. xD I don't even like one direction anymore, but it's easy to make them characters,)
    Sylia
    "Right. I feel like I'm being manipulated here a bit." I grumbled grabbing my bag to take downstairs to give to Sherlock. The second biggest a$$ hole in the world. Except this a$$hole was much nicer to me than the other a$$hole. Mostly because I was John Watson's daughter. I've been told by my father that he is a pretty big a$$hole too but just not as much to us. A$$hole. Big fudging a$$hole. I feel better now. I take a dee breath, then open the door to the basement to reveal a Sherlock working with a microscope. "Sherlock. Got your cat's eyes." I said walking into the room.




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  • (I get too distracted to ever write anything :p I get ideas.. Then I get another idea.)




    Sherlock


    "You're late." I said not looking up from my microscope. My wrist rolled the dial pushing the object on the slide closer to me. My free hand scribbled some random letters on a scrap piece of paper and I looked up with a welcoming smile. "What color are they?" I asked not making the effort to stand up. The violin music picked up and I let out a long sigh. "Thank you." My head dipped and I turned back to the microscope.

  • [align=right][size=12](omg I do that all the time xD, then none of the ideas get written down, then you forget your ideas, then you slam your head on the table, and then you repeat! :D)
    Sylia~
    "They're green. You're welcome." I said simply walking over and putting them on the table next to him. Of course I was late. If I was late with Mozart I'd be late with Sherlock. "Why am I late? Or a better word how am I late? Do I come over the same time every time?" I asked him playing with the nearest science experiment I saw and could reach. I wasn't excepting much of an answer from a yes or no question.




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  • (YES!! I had this one epic idea at like 1 am or something and I'm like "I'll just write it down tomorrow." I woke up, I forgot it :'( Oh yeah and sorry about how short I'm typing this, I got like two hours of sleep last night and I think my mind palace exploded.)


    - S. Holmes



    "What time did I text you?" I asked glancing to the side at the eyes. "Did you go where I told you?" I looked up again, sometimes the girl was too much like John for her own good. "You usually come with about fifteen minutes variances. You are seven minutes from the usual frame." I looked back down and then stood up. "How's your father and mother?"

  • [align=right][size=12](xD no it's fine! and yeah I hate that when it happens. You are really good at playing Sherlock too!)
    Sylia~
    "Do you have a clock in your head?" I asked laughing. "I was tired, I am a teenager after all, and I was taking a nap." I said. How were Sherlock and Mozart so alike? It was kind of scary. "My mum and Dad are fine, as you know. They are just home doing boring stuff and I expect they'll be coming here anytime soon to look for me. As you know they usually don't like me going out and buying body parts of any type of specimen. Afraid I might get in trouble with the law or something. And yes I did go were you ask."




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  • (Thank you :), I have been in the car for like 5ish hours and I have done nothing but read and she got mad when mom caught me setting the books down she asked like I was stabbing someone. )




    Sherlock_


    "The vet wasn't using them." I answered simply shrugging. "Go get me the human ones from the freezer upstairs." I pointed to the door then help up the beg to the light. "Did you check and see if they were cat? The law wouldn't catch you, they're too busy running in circles chasing their tails." I held back a smirk and sat the bag back down. "The blue ones not the brown!" I added last second.

  • [align=right][size=12](xD I know the feeling. My mom does that to me all the time. Car rides are the worst...)


    Sylia~
    "Ok ok!" I said as I walked up the stairs to get the eyes from the freezer. Why did color matter? they were still eyes. I glanced back at Mozart's room hearing the violin illuminating from that direction, then sighed and opened the freezer door to get the blue eyes for Sherlock. Once I grabbed them I made my way down to the basement to give the blue eyes to Sherlock.




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  • (I'm rebelling while she is asleep, but I speed read and have finished it twice already.)



    "Thank you." I said taking the eyes from Sylia and sat one on the silver dish. "You can go, tell your mum I said hello." I said picking up the cat eyes with the gloves then stuck a needle in towards the stalk. I looked up again seeing how she was standing. Tired, frustrated, slightly groggy still. I smirked and pressed the syringe pushing the chemicals into the object.

  • [align=right][size=12](You little rebel, I like you. xD)
    Sylai~
    I smiled as I heard the buzzer go off the minute he said I could go say hi to my mum for him. "I'll get it." I muttered under my breath pointlessly. I walked up the basement steps to go answer the door looking though the peep hole first like my dad always told me to. I opened the door and smiled at my mum and dad standing there before me. "Hello." I said.


    John~
    "What the bloody hell are you doing?" I asked raising my eyebrows. "I was bored dad" she responded simply. "I was worried Sylia! You could have been abducted!" I said rubbing my temples. she rolls her eyes at me. I hate it when she does that. "Dad, you know it's more likely for me to be running off getting arrested or doing drugs or something like that." she said grabbing her beanie and scarf. I sighed breathing through my nose. "Sylia, darling, I love you, but you have to tell us before you leave. That's all we ask. What were you doing here anyway?" I asked. "Sherlock tells me to tell you hi mum." she said to her mom, avoiding the question. "Sweetie, answer your father." Mary told her. she sighed reluctantly turning to face me. "Sherlock asked to go pick up a few things and so I did and brought it here. No big deal I-""Sherlock!" I yelled storming past Sylia angrily. "Did you make my daughter pick up things from the black market? Again?!" he yelled walking down to the basement.




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  • (Thanks! :p )



    Sherlock~


    "Oh! Hello John!" I said standing up setting the eyeball down. "I see you found your daughter, took you long enough." I pulled off the white gloves and sat them on the table "you were busy, she wasn't. Not that big of a deal when you think about how often she makes tea in this house it's a fair labor trade. She picks up what I tell her too."



    Mozart~


    The buzzer went off. Never a good sign when it comes to this flat. I couldn't hide the faint spark of excitement as I set the wooden instrument on my bed and darted down the stairs "someone's getting sho.. Hello Misses Watson." I dipped my head before rushing down the other basement stairs. A smile broke free as I focused on the two men arguing in front of me.

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  • [align=right][size=12]john~
    She's my daughter Sherlock! It's the black market you could have gotten her arrested! And don't give me that crap about cops it's always a possibility." I said, not noticing Mozart and my daughter to come down and watch.


    Sylia~
    I ran down the stairs to go see my dad fight Sherlock. Not bored Anymore. This usually happened once a week. I knew how to handle this. "Dad I am not a little girl I can handle myself. Plus it was only cat eyes." I shrugged.





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  • (I'm gonna be a little inqctive starting today and ending Sunday due to Vet camp, that's why this one is like extremly short I have a class to do before I register)


    Sherlock~


    "Yeah John! It never stopped you before." I mumbled looking up at him. "If you weren't doing something I wouldn't have contacted her instead!"



    Mozart
    "Well, by age and height you are still a kid." I spoke up putting my voice into the conversation. Dad and John got into it frequently over this stuff. It was usually best to sit back and let them argue it out until the other got bored or realized there was nothing to say. "And no John he isn't trying to make up for your lack of anything."

  • [align=right][size=12]John~
    "Why couldn't you ask your son then? He was here!" I raged. "Goddamn Sherlock!" I said ignoring m daughter and Mozart.


    Mary~
    I laughed tilting my head back. "John John John." I muttered walking down the steps. "John Dear, How many times has this happened now?" I called down to him.


    Sylia~
    "Dad really I'm fine." I pleaded my case. "I didn't want to stay home and do nothing and this was the only gore ingredients that was available! I mean it's not a big deal. The cops never look at the vets office often."




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