PLAYER Name: Steph Personal Journal: Susrien E-mail: Susrien@hotmail.com AIM/MSN/etc: Susrien@hotmail.com | Susrien on AIM
CHARACTER Name: James “Jim” Moriarty Canon: BBC Sherlock Timeline: Series 2 Episode 3, Reichenbach Fall After shooting himself in the head. If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality:
Jim Moriarty has a personality that most would say is pretty unpredictable, one could even say he is insane or a psychopath. It's probably been said more than once and it probably will not be the last time it's said. He acts a lot on what seems to be whim but for someone as intelligent as himself it is shown that he actually thinks through what he does. He doesn't typically let emotion get in the way of his judgment at all unless of course it is his cursed enemy, boredom (“Psychopaths get bored.”). His boredom leads him to take a few risks along the course of Sherlock. An example of the risks he takes is indeed meeting Sherlock “playing gay” and giving him his number. Andrew Scott (Moriarty's actor) confesses in an interview that James Moriarty is a very lonely unhappy man this would explain his obsession with Sherlock.
He is incredibly playful and sarcastic, often playing with Sherlock to see if he will catch on, any scene from on top of Bart's would be a good example of this. He even went as far as to fake knowing a computer code that could unlock any door and tapped it out in Sherlock's sight to see if he'd mimic it. Another good example would be how he starts up and dancing when he's stealing the crown jewels, simply to put on a show. His playfulness is from his egotism, he knows he's absurdly intelligent and likes to spice things up. He even seems to get visibly upset and pouty when he thinks he's missed something Sherlock saw.
Moriarty's personality is made up of extremes mostly. Jim doesn't just do things, he makes sure when he does something it is known who credit belongs to, unless of course he is trying to hide the fact that he did it, then no one will be able to say otherwise. He created Richard Brook and deleted James Moriarty from existence simply to frame Sherlock. His extremes aren't only with his actions, the facade he puts up is too. If he's “Angry” He's yelling and screaming about burning the heart out of Sherlock. If he's happy, he's dancing about and stealing jewels. If He's bored? He starts killing people, unless Sherlock can save them.
Jim uses people constantly, his behavior could be contributed to that of a psychopath's. He uses people's lives to lead Sherlock around on a goose chase to see how intelligent he is. He uses Sherlock to quell his boredom and he even uses Sherlock's friends to manipulate Sherlock. James Moriarty is cold and calculating, and gets what he wants no matter who he has to manipulate or destroy.
As stated previously, Moriarty is the world's only consulting criminal in Sherlock. What that means is, he helps someone plot a crime and carry it out, for a hefty fee of course, why else would he be able to buy a Westwood suit? This title of course is in rebuttal to Sherlock's own “Consulting Detective.” He is shown to have the power and influence to carry out even the most troubling crimes.
Moriarty is beyond genius level intelligence, it is speculated that he is even more intelligent that Sherlock Holmes himself, being seen to be the only one other than “The Woman” to be steps ahead of Sherlock and John. Unlike Addler, Moriarty doesn't really get “bested” by Sherlock, until he “kills himself” (I say this in parenthesis because we're not too sure what's going to happen and why Andrew (the actor of Moriarty) hasn't signed off from the next season.) to make Sherlock fall. He knows exactly how to manipulate people; he knows what exactly to do to be the perfect actor. If he didn't, he wouldn't have been able to fool so many people into thinking Sherlock was a fraud. If he wasn't brilliant at what he did there'd be no reason for the British Government to keep an eye on him.
He is shown to be spoiled, incredibly so as well. Dressing himself in expensive things and always looking his best to getting upset over Sherlock not being smart enough to outwit him. He has a lot of money and gets what he wants, always. This snobby behavior of course is made obvious with how he holds himself with such pride and dignity. This most likely came from his troubled childhood – which Andrew Scott makes mention in an interview that most of his problems stem from his childhood. It can be taken a step further to say he has issues with his dad as he makes “daddy” jokes a lot which generally have to do with “daddy” being disinterested or unhappy.
First Person:
[He awoke on a train he doesn't remember boarding. This isn't right, is he dead? Is this some sort of trick? Is Sherlock behind this? The way he exits the train is of hesitance as if the boasted Kali's Kitten is about to pounce any moment and dig sharp claws into him. It isn't fear, it's dislike of the unknown but curiosity overwhelms that.
Wide brown eyes flicker into view as Jim's video feed comes on. Curiosity evident on his face as he wiggles the device around. When he speaks there's a heavy Irish accent, voice quiet, soft:]
Oh? A recording device? What for?
[Pristine brows raise as he tilts his head a fraction of an inch.]
A strange train ride and now a strange recording device?
[His accent is of Dublin decent, made more obvious as he speaks. His attention turns from the video feed to something else off screen. Then his dusky amber gaze is staring back at the watch.]
Huh.
Third Person: It hadn't been long but it had not been a fast trek either, even then at some point the snow began to crunch underfoot of another – alerting Sherlock of Jim's presence. Moriarty paused seeming to have decided he'd gotten close enough. It was an interesting turn of events, as usual it would be some form of amusement, from his favourite little detective.
A disgruntled noise passed the Irish man's lips when he pulled the over sized coat he decided to drown his body in in around himself tighter. “You could've chose somewhere warmer - no offer of Asian cuisine? I know this one place - open until two,” he spoke around a grin that split his face in two only providing to show off his teeth.
James paused again and let a puff of air out around the grin, then a snicker danced out of his mouth. Dark eyes were very obviously trained on Sherlock. He was a shark and his prey had invited him to this spot. “You're not even wearing your hat, I'm disappointed. But how interesting, this.” The sentence had been punctuated with a nod of his head.
The psychopath pulled the hood of his coat up before he shook his head. Disappointment. He was well aware the meeting wouldn't be a waste of his time, but it was always fun to make fun Sherlock and he was making Jim not want to help just by how standoffish he was acting. He kept a sour look on his face as he shrugged. “Daddy has things to do, people to deal with.”
“Dear Jim, I'm too good to say I need your help, but your expertise is required,” his voice had been contorted into something deeper: a mocking gesture. “Another fight with the Iceman? Won't let you know what he knows?” He nodded before another puff of warm air escaped past sharp teeth and soft pink lips. There was a hum as he thought.
“I'm afraid my expertise is required by many – this isn't all that interesting to me. I only stopped by to hear you ask nicely. Really, Sherlock, I'm flattered but why would I help you? The villain doesn't team up with the good guy – no, no no no no. Unless! Unless, are you suggesting we team up? Just for this? Or for more? We could go so far, you know.”
{ [CANON] James "Jim" Moriarty || BBC Sherlock || reserve ||}
Name: Steph
Personal Journal: Susrien
E-mail: Susrien@hotmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: Susrien@hotmail.com | Susrien on AIM
CHARACTER
Name: James “Jim” Moriarty
Canon: BBC Sherlock
Timeline: Series 2 Episode 3, Reichenbach Fall After shooting himself in the head.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality:
Jim Moriarty has a personality that most would say is pretty unpredictable, one could even say he is insane or a psychopath. It's probably been said more than once and it probably will not be the last time it's said. He acts a lot on what seems to be whim but for someone as intelligent as himself it is shown that he actually thinks through what he does. He doesn't typically let emotion get in the way of his judgment at all unless of course it is his cursed enemy, boredom (“Psychopaths get bored.”). His boredom leads him to take a few risks along the course of Sherlock. An example of the risks he takes is indeed meeting Sherlock “playing gay” and giving him his number. Andrew Scott (Moriarty's actor) confesses in an interview that James Moriarty is a very lonely unhappy man this would explain his obsession with Sherlock.
He is incredibly playful and sarcastic, often playing with Sherlock to see if he will catch on, any scene from on top of Bart's would be a good example of this. He even went as far as to fake knowing a computer code that could unlock any door and tapped it out in Sherlock's sight to see if he'd mimic it. Another good example would be how he starts up and dancing when he's stealing the crown jewels, simply to put on a show. His playfulness is from his egotism, he knows he's absurdly intelligent and likes to spice things up. He even seems to get visibly upset and pouty when he thinks he's missed something Sherlock saw.
Moriarty's personality is made up of extremes mostly. Jim doesn't just do things, he makes sure when he does something it is known who credit belongs to, unless of course he is trying to hide the fact that he did it, then no one will be able to say otherwise. He created Richard Brook and deleted James Moriarty from existence simply to frame Sherlock. His extremes aren't only with his actions, the facade he puts up is too. If he's “Angry” He's yelling and screaming about burning the heart out of Sherlock. If he's happy, he's dancing about and stealing jewels. If He's bored? He starts killing people, unless Sherlock can save them.
Jim uses people constantly, his behavior could be contributed to that of a psychopath's. He uses people's lives to lead Sherlock around on a goose chase to see how intelligent he is. He uses Sherlock to quell his boredom and he even uses Sherlock's friends to manipulate Sherlock. James Moriarty is cold and calculating, and gets what he wants no matter who he has to manipulate or destroy.
As stated previously, Moriarty is the world's only consulting criminal in Sherlock. What that means is, he helps someone plot a crime and carry it out, for a hefty fee of course, why else would he be able to buy a Westwood suit? This title of course is in rebuttal to Sherlock's own “Consulting Detective.” He is shown to have the power and influence to carry out even the most troubling crimes.
Moriarty is beyond genius level intelligence, it is speculated that he is even more intelligent that Sherlock Holmes himself, being seen to be the only one other than “The Woman” to be steps ahead of Sherlock and John. Unlike Addler, Moriarty doesn't really get “bested” by Sherlock, until he “kills himself” (I say this in parenthesis because we're not too sure what's going to happen and why Andrew (the actor of Moriarty) hasn't signed off from the next season.) to make Sherlock fall. He knows exactly how to manipulate people; he knows what exactly to do to be the perfect actor. If he didn't, he wouldn't have been able to fool so many people into thinking Sherlock was a fraud. If he wasn't brilliant at what he did there'd be no reason for the British Government to keep an eye on him.
He is shown to be spoiled, incredibly so as well. Dressing himself in expensive things and always looking his best to getting upset over Sherlock not being smart enough to outwit him. He has a lot of money and gets what he wants, always. This snobby behavior of course is made obvious with how he holds himself with such pride and dignity. This most likely came from his troubled childhood – which Andrew Scott makes mention in an interview that most of his problems stem from his childhood. It can be taken a step further to say he has issues with his dad as he makes “daddy” jokes a lot which generally have to do with “daddy” being disinterested or unhappy.
First Person:
[He awoke on a train he doesn't remember boarding. This isn't right, is he dead? Is this some sort of trick? Is Sherlock behind this? The way he exits the train is of hesitance as if the boasted Kali's Kitten is about to pounce any moment and dig sharp claws into him. It isn't fear, it's dislike of the unknown but curiosity overwhelms that.
Wide brown eyes flicker into view as Jim's video feed comes on. Curiosity evident on his face as he wiggles the device around. When he speaks there's a heavy Irish accent, voice quiet, soft:]
Oh? A recording device? What for?
[Pristine brows raise as he tilts his head a fraction of an inch.]
A strange train ride and now a strange recording device?
[His accent is of Dublin decent, made more obvious as he speaks. His attention turns from the video feed to something else off screen. Then his dusky amber gaze is staring back at the watch.]
Huh.
Third Person:
It hadn't been long but it had not been a fast trek either, even then at some point the snow began to crunch underfoot of another – alerting Sherlock of Jim's presence. Moriarty paused seeming to have decided he'd gotten close enough. It was an interesting turn of events, as usual it would be some form of amusement, from his favourite little detective.
A disgruntled noise passed the Irish man's lips when he pulled the over sized coat he decided to drown his body in in around himself tighter. “You could've chose somewhere warmer - no offer of Asian cuisine? I know this one place - open until two,” he spoke around a grin that split his face in two only providing to show off his teeth.
James paused again and let a puff of air out around the grin, then a snicker danced out of his mouth. Dark eyes were very obviously trained on Sherlock. He was a shark and his prey had invited him to this spot. “You're not even wearing your hat, I'm disappointed. But how interesting, this.” The sentence had been punctuated with a nod of his head.
The psychopath pulled the hood of his coat up before he shook his head. Disappointment. He was well aware the meeting wouldn't be a waste of his time, but it was always fun to make fun Sherlock and he was making Jim not want to help just by how standoffish he was acting. He kept a sour look on his face as he shrugged. “Daddy has things to do, people to deal with.”
“Dear Jim, I'm too good to say I need your help, but your expertise is required,” his voice had been contorted into something deeper: a mocking gesture. “Another fight with the Iceman? Won't let you know what he knows?” He nodded before another puff of warm air escaped past sharp teeth and soft pink lips. There was a hum as he thought.
“I'm afraid my expertise is required by many – this isn't all that interesting to me. I only stopped by to hear you ask nicely. Really, Sherlock, I'm flattered but why would I help you? The villain doesn't team up with the good guy – no, no no no no. Unless! Unless, are you suggesting we team up? Just for this? Or for more? We could go so far, you know.”