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sherlock holmes l elementary l reserved [1/?]
Name: syd
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CHARACTER
Name: Sherlock Holmes
Canon: Elementary
Timeline: post S01E13
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: n/a
Personality: Sherlock Holmes - consultant for the Scotland Yard for many successful years. A brilliant man with the uncanny knack for catching all manner of criminal, but even the most brilliant of men are not without their vices; for Sherlock that vice came in the form of several different kinds of narcotics. To start with, he only dabbled in drugs for recreational purposes; they helped sharpen his senses making him an even more effective investigator, but something changed that.
Enter Irene Adler: The Woman -- his woman. She was unlike any woman Sherlock has been with (he is well versed in sex and its many kinks, he claims he feeds his need for intercourse regularly as his body and brain need it) where most women to him are boring and just a means to an end, she was different. They were together for seven months when he claimed he was quite smitten with her and (we are not given specifics to her just yet) when she was brutally murdered. Her murderer being the notorious 'M', someone Holmes has yet to catch, and this fact devastated him.
Drugs were no longer recreational, the trauma of her death and the pressure of M's activity broke him. Sherlock's drug of choice happened to be heroine, and it was his heroine abuse that landed him in a rehab centre in New York. He was forced into rehab by his father, and Sherlock's activity has been quiet for little over a year following Irene's death. After his stint in rehab (having broken out of the facility the day of his release, claiming he did it out of boredom) he was met with his 'sober companion' Joan Watson. She's someone his father had hired to keep an eye on his son while he recovers and integrates himself into the real world once again.
Sherlock was never convinced that he needed an 'addict sitter', but he could not send her away, one more 'strike' against him and he would effectively be kicked out of the property his father's letting him stay in, thus being on the streets and worse for the wear. To say Sherlock has a strained relationship with his father would be an understatement; he has claimed time and time again that his father does not care, nor does he love him. It seems he abandoned Sherlock most of his young and adult life, and only dealt with his son out of familial obligation. It is very clear that there is no love lost there, but he does seem to hold bitterness for the man (which is understandable given what we know.)
His relationship with Joan was rocky to start, Sherlock is very closed off and is not of a mind to share any aspect of his life to her. While he is guarded he does take her along to crime scenes as she needs to be around him constantly. While in New York he decided to resume his work for the police force, it was hardly difficult for him to get in as he had worked with Captain Gregson previously in London when they needed American help for a case. Gregson knowing of Sherlock's brilliance had no problems with having the man as a personal consultant. The more time Sherlock spent with Joan the more he realized that she was different; she was intelligent, had the knack of deduction and could very well be an investigator in her own right.
Joan, of course, tested her boundaries as it was part of her job as a sober companion, needing to tackle an addict's demons to make sure they won't relapse. Sherlock is a tough patient in this respect, he has many demons and he is not willing to part with any of them. He has no desire to get close to anyone ever again, not after what happened with Irene. But she keeps chipping away, and the more he came to rely on her the more he was willing to share. Soon she's the only one who knows the extent of his love for Irene and the lengths he plans to go for revenge.
Sherlock Holmes is not above revenge.
Beneath the quirky behaviour, brilliance and temperament there is a tortured and shattered man. He thinks about Irene and her murder constantly, and he told Joan clearly that when he finds M he will torture him then kill him. He was ready for it; he found the man masquerading as M, tied him up and was ready to exact his revenge. It took its toll on him, of course, because it's no easy feat committing murder. The man he had tied up started to claim that yes, he did do all those other murders, but he was incarcerated during the time of Irene's death. Sherlock did not want to believe him, because he needed this to be the man, he needed to move on and fix this wound that never actually healed. But he checked up on the information and found it correct.
The man he held captive was one Sebastian Moran: an assassin, hired help. The man who had killed Irene and ruined Sherlock's life? Moriarty. Moriarty, a name he had never heard of before, but is now focused on. Sherlock is a lover of puzzles; he likes to exercise his brain in any way he can. Moriarty is a different kind of puzzle, and now he has to work with a convicted murderer to track this enigma down. Whether or not his plan to torture and kill this Moriarty still stands remains to be seen.
[2/2]
1: ND [novel design] , pocket watch. ideal.
2: COTI [camera on the inside] : recording? will test this.
3: pick up lettuce. clyde is eating scarf. problematic.
[The typing ceases now as the feed turns on. At first the only image is of the sky as he is currently examining the underside of the watch, but soon enough a scruffy looking man with a small tortoise snug inside his scarf is now peering into the lens.]
I see. [He's tapping at it then, clearly impressed by its design.]
Broadcasting, I'd imagine. To whom, I'm not sure, I suppose time will be the deciding factor there. It's also amazingly sturdy, it refused to break with my prodding and dropping it from varying heights.
[Pulling the watch back so he's in better view now, he offers a smile to the camera.]
Hello there, my name is Sherlock Holmes and I am looking for a grocery store, and my colleague: Joan Watson. The former is far more important than the latter, I'm afraid. I am in a dire need of lettuce, my associate here is feeling peckish and is currently dining on my scarf. Any help will do, I'll be waiting.
[ooc: also: here is an additional sample taken from the test-drive meme]
Third Person: "These fliers could not possibly be more maddeningly unhelpful." The statement was made with an exasperated sound as he thoroughly crumpled the one in his hands and threw it down on the ground with considerable force, but given that it was nothing but paper it just rolled lamely and settled against his shoe. Puffing out a breath he promptly stomped at it before turning sharply to his right so he could glare most impressively at the train tracks. The cynical part of him was quick to jump to drug consumption, or sleep deprivation. The intelligent part of him, that thankfully outweighed all other parts, knew better than to think that. Clearly he was somewhere else entirely; not at the precinct, his home or the grocery store.
"She's going to be insufferable when we get back, Clyde." He happened to be the only one on the platform, and Sherlock was looking to his left where... no one actually stood. The statement was aimed at the small tortoise nestled snugly inside his scarf and against his neck. It was not a common practice, bringing Clyde along on any visit to the precinct and to a possible job, but he had wanted to make a trip to the grocery store to pick up more lettuce and green things for the tortoise to eat. If he didn't bring him along he would have forgotten and the last thing he wanted was a dead (and too thin) tortoise he couldn't do anything with. Joan had grown attached to the thing regardless, sometimes he needed to spare her feelings.
Perhaps he also had Clyde around because Joan was busy today, on her own personal 'errands' that she refused to share with him. In other words: a date. Why she insisted on hiding her abysmal love life he could never understand, but that also meant he had no one to talk to during the day. Sherlock needed someone to talk to, and people tended to give a man talking to himself wide berth, or they would phone authorities. Clyde may not be a puppy, a baby or some sort of pet that one would normally talk to (where one would not be frowned upon) but he would do. "Although it says here that we won't be going back."
He had no intention on leaving this particular area just yet. Instead he sat on the floor to stare ahead at (seemingly) nothing. "There's a puzzle here, Clyde." Fingertips steepled and were pressed to his lips, eyes wide in excitement. The detective in him was terribly intrigued, there was nothing better than a new mystery begging to be solved. "And we ," he began and gently reached up to stroke at the shell, "are going to solve it."
[ooc note: normally I will put his acronym translations under a cut at the end of a post, if he's texting.]
REVISION REQUESTED
At this time we are requesting a revision before we consider your application for acceptance. Specifically, we would like you to please reconsider your personality section. At the present time, it gives us more of a synopsis of the series up to your chosen canon point, while we would prefer to see more about the character himself, his mentality and quirks.
Please feel free to submit your revision at your convenience, and we will be happy to look it over as soon as it comes in.
REVISIONS
His obsessive nature is what turned him to drugs in the first place. This was even before he met Irene, he would dabble in them not just for recreational purposes, but because he needed them. Sherlock had found out that he needed the drugs to help him focus and to help him shut down. For focusing purposes he would turn to drugs like cocaine, the chemical would sharpen his thinking and after taking it he has been known to find the answers to whatever it was that had stumped him in mere minutes or less. To Sherlock nothing is more important than his work, he is even willing to destroy himself just as long as he can solve the case.
For shutting down, however, he would turn to heroine. He's said so himself: heroine users crave oblivion. Sherlock, at one time, also craved oblivion. Losing Irene did something to him, he lost the one person who cared, he lost the one person he was able to open up to- the one person he could love. With a mind like Sherlock's it doesn't just turn off, his mind is always working which is why he constantly searches for distractions. Heroine was the best distraction he could ask for, it did what other drugs couldn't; it shut him down, it gave him peace.
Intelligent/Observant It's no big secret that Sherlock is, in fact, a genius. For this he is not modest about, and he takes in great pleasure showing off his vast knowledge. He only likes to keep useful facts in his mind space, which is why he tends to meditate and tune people out when they start to 'natter' on about things that carry no meaning. It makes him callous in many ways, as he insists people's feelings and their personal struggles mean nothing to him and just clouds his 'attic.'
The attic theory! This is how Sherlock describes how his brain works. Basically he believes the human mind is like an attic, storage space for facts: but there is only so much space there, so he only fills his with the most useful of facts, for a better version of himself. Which is why he deems it important not to fill his attic space with useless information that in no way can better himself or what he does. When explaining this to Joan she claims in exasperation that that is not how the human mind works, where Sherlock reiterates that it's how his brain works.
Not only is Sherlock incredibly intelligent, he is also observant. Observing is the basis of his deduction skill set. By observing carefully he can find out when someone is lying and he can pick up on most things others would simply overlook. But it comes with it's set of problems, his vast intelligence and his observing skills. He can't turn it off. In one way it's like a game, a puzzle of sorts. Sherlock has stated that people are the most interesting of puzzles, but they do not like to be solved. He can't help but solve them, which pushes people away and in turn makes him live an incredibly lonely life.
Shut out/Anger issues/Vulnerable Sherlock Holmes does not have any friends. Joan (perhaps Gregson and maybe detective Bell) would be the exceptions, but even then he doesn't exactly share things with them. Joan knows the most about him, about Irene and the basis of all his struggles. When explaining to Gregson about his drug history he grows timid and almost shy. He's embarrassed of himself. He doesn't like the fact that he fell into such a pit of despair, he doesn't like that he nearly destroyed his mind with drugs. He needs to feel respected, Sherlock needs to feel needed. By losing Irene he lost a bit of himself in the process, it has left him vulnerable and he has yet to fix that. He shut himself out of people's lives and their concerns, but slowly he is starting to open up again to those who matter. It's an incredibly painful process and trying to forget Irene is far more difficult than he intended.
Sherlock is also very angry deep inside. When faced with the notorious M again, it comes out in spades. Finding out that M followed him to America released the floodgates of his anger. The person responsible for Irene's death was now within reach. He claimed he couldn't catch M before because the drug use had gained control of his life at that point. Now he is clear and all he can feel is revenge. Sherlock has no intention of turning M to the authorities, he wants to torture and kill him, it's the only way to settle his anger and hurt. Finding out that Moran was not the one responsible nearly broke him, he was devastated. Sherlock is also convinced that he isn't as good a man as others believe him to be, when Moran calls him honorable he responds by stabbing the man in the stomach with a screwdriver. It shows he's not above violence and harming another.
Sherlock shows good humor most of the time, yes. He is cheerful and capable of maintaining pleasant conversation, he even likes to make jokes and partake in pleasurable activities. He is still vulnerable, however, so close to breaking again. Having Joan helps him considerably, he's starting to open up more and he even starts to share with her when he's feeling upset. Sherlock just needs an anchor. He's still very much like a child, he needs to be looked after and made sure he's okay. Sherlock is still self sufficient, of course, as he is a grown man... he just needs to be reminded to eat and sleep on occasion.
Also Sherlock has an acute sense of smell. I didn't know where to put that piece of knowledge. But it's most definitely a thing! He can sense hints of chemicals when others might not catch whiff of them, and other scents. Sherlock spends the first part of his investigation... sniffing the crime scene. Like a sniffer dog, but with more attitude.
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