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[logicals]

I've been here long enough to know that alternate and parallel universes exist. I can say with confidence that this ship holds multiple versions of the same person; for instance, there are three Sherlock Holmeses and three John Watsons. Naturally, each correspond with their own Sherlocks and/or their own John. As the months go on, it will be increasingly difficult to tell between myself and others, which is why it's handy to have our communicators. With each message, your unique number shows up underneath the initial post: this is a good way to ensure that you're talking to the 'corrrect' Sherlock (though know that we share our devices when the whim strikes us).

In short, stop being stupid.

Now, onto my initial reason for addressing the network: I have experienced several different memories that differ from my dopplegangers. Because of this, we can assume that there are subtle differences in behaviour, reactions and interests. Whilst we remain the same in many ways, those differences might end up defining us (which is frankly appalling, but then who am I to judge a 'thriving' civilisation of six months?). I am the third Sherlock Holmes to arrive, though my likeness is shared with only one. An intriguing phenomenon, but our memories are reasonably inconsistent.

I've decided to tell you about my stay on the island of Atia, though I intend to make it quick. I have in my posession the communicators we used to talk to one another. Whilst the connection to the network has been severed, a few things still remain, such as the guides thrown out to every new comer in order to save both time and effort. You may have gathered that this island is of a seedy virtue, and your impressions are entirely correct: we were forced into collars like animals, prodded and poked into actions one might not normally take were they under their usual inhibitions. As the strange little rabbit wearing a dress says, it was not a holiday.

And yes, I'm aware that both guides are incredibly hideous.
SH

P.S: A certain prosecutor has insisted that I put up a warning for those that are of a certain age and/or for those that have a weak stomach. Personally, I think 'don't be stupid' covered every base, but apparently one can't be too sure.

Transferring... guide.pdf

_{[ ooc: link is nsfw. sort of. ]}

Comments

[logicals]

So long as it's a name given at birth, we should be fine.

Yes.
SH

[saidhe]

the rest hopefully being homages. i shudder to think how many other universes from which they might pluck.

thus the leap therein being: it's really not difficult to determine with whom you prominently shared relations on said island.

[invalided]

How is that leap at all the first conclusion you come to?

[ man hasn't watstache ever told you what happens when you assume? ]

[saidhe]

[ most of what i gleaned from it is it makes an ass out of ow i've been punched in the face ]

why wouldn't it be the first consideration? if involving you.

[ which isn't even really a compliment or meant to be flattering or anything, really, it's just matter-of-fact and mildly confused as to how it's even a question. ]

html no go away

[invalided]

Because I'm not

[ no. NO. all these freaking

holmeses ]

I'm not arguing this all over again when I don't even have to.

it's okay i forgive you

[saidhe]

[ HAVE YOUR WORST NIGHTMARES COME TO FRUITION YET, JOHN ]

really, my good man, i'm not entirely sure why it is you bothered to inquire in the first place.

though the confirmation was nice, i suppose.

you are a saint

[invalided]

[ MORE OR LESS SCREME ]

And there goes any doubt that you're actually another Sherlock. Cheers.

[saidhe]

[ WHAT DID HE DO!! ]

have i struck a nerve?

[invalided]

[ HE. UH. WAS RDJ AND SHERLOCK HOLMES WOW HOW DARE HE.

Man John is starting to be pretty sure that some things are just universal in Sherlocks. ]

You have, actually. It would be the annoyed one. [ It is also the slightly amused one tho. ]

[saidhe]

[ actually being rdj is pretty offensive to the rest of us as human beings, you can have that one. ]

[ John, you can also bank pretty heavily on that one, this one is still pretty stupid a lot of the time. ]

oh. well, hardly the intention. the conversation as a whole clearly serves as a rudimentary means to suss out the differences and similarities between both generations 001 and 007, particularly in this point in specific relationship.

[ stop being so offended john because it wasn't meant to be offensive! is what this all means u_u ]

... did you truly doubt it, though? i might be offended.

[invalided]

Of course I did. At what point in my life was I supposed to learn to immediately accept that there could be three of you in one place?

Not that I'm trying to offend you, either.

[saidhe]

the moment you spoke to me and there was scarcely a doubt that could have existed in your mind, naturally.

[ Watson, how do you not understand this :c ]

but naturally not, you haven't an offensive bone in you.

[invalided]

Oh, yes. Silly of me to ask.

[ I'm sorry man I'll improve with time :I

also. oh. that was actually kind of nice of him. he wonders if there's a catch. ]

...thanks.

(not here)

[doctorings]

[ yeah but when the hell does he ever listen??? ]

(so very not here)

[invalided]

[ fair enough. what a life that watsons come to. ]

[logicals]

I was once of the opinion that the world couldn't handle more than one of us, and yet there are three residing on this ship. I wonder if there's a Sherlock for every universe?

Not difficult at all.
SH

[saidhe]

precisely because it's not the world. it's more suitably likened unto purgatory.

at least a month for him to come around to the idea, then.

[logicals]

Nonsensical, no matter what way you look at it.

Two, in fact. He kept insisting that it was a bad idea, for whatever reason (read: his sexuality and the promise of 'complications').
SH

[saidhe]

thereabouts.

and presumably the first time was enough dying for you?

[logicals]

Once offered me more than enough information to work with, yes.
SH

[saidhe]

[ Not to mention that he knows enough from personal experience that one death of Sherlock Holmes is one too many for John Watson unless you are very, very determined to do so. ]

[ Which leads to a cacophony of other questions, not very suitable for texting. ]

i'd like to meet.

[logicals]

My room is free.
SH

<sub>[ Because far be it from Sherlock to deny himself. He'd be lying if his interest wasn't piqued; he met another Sherlock Holmes once, very briefly - but it was a conversation Sherlock didn't (couldn't) forget. With nothing but his own thoughts, it's something he'd studied over and over until none of it had any meaning.

He sends Holmes his room number soon after his initial text, and he finds himself genuinely excited to meet Holmes. ]</sub>

[saidhe]

excellent.

[ It takes a predictably short amount of time for Holmes to arrive, because it's not as if he's anything better to do aboard this place. Beyond that, he's palpably curious about where this Sherlock might differ from the other one, in closer detail than he could observe from across a room. ]

[ His knuckles rap sharply against the door frame, wherein he gives himself a once-over as if to glean what details his other might gather from what he's revealing here. Sleeves smoothed to his wrist but notably wrinkled where they're usually rolled, his trouser legs to uneven lengths, ink stains dotting his fingertips, the hair that hasn't been cut since he's arrived and so it's messily tied back at his nape. ]

[ Ah, well. ]