dear_mun | (no subject)

Darling...dear, dear darling writer of mine.

Where has the time gone? Yes, you and your writing, your story about how Sherlock and I survived, right? Yes, and there's work, yes yes, of course, tons of that. Planning, you're always planning? Maybe that's why you got me instead of Sherlock. Yes, that'd make sense. And those shows you watch, all that telly rots your brain, you can't even THINK when it comes to putting a journal together for me, can you?

Your life is so BORING. Why wouldn't you want to play with me? Come, I can bring you so much entertainment! Well, might not be entertaining for me but, that's where you come in. You find me a Sherlock, darling, and I'll spin your world whichever way you want. Consider this quid pro quo. Give me something to DO and I'll make life fun again.

You've got icons up, yes. And the journal. Hm, yes. But what about my profile? Or maybe even a post or two? I'm the Consulting Criminal, how do you expect people to contact me? Magic? You're absolutely RIDICULOUS! So SLOW and BORING. Just like the rest of the ordinary people. Ugh, you're never going to learn, are you?

Just, shut up and work on that journal of mine. I'd like to be presentable shortly for my clients, lest you wish on ruining my business, which would not be wise on your part.

Fix it before I fix you. And not in a good way.

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You're one to talk. Things went pretty much as I expected. Or at the very least, I had planned for.

Is that so? Well then, I'm sure you know my next move then, don't you?

Kill me, now I suppose. Since you succeeded in ruining my reputation.

BORING~

We need to work on your listening skills. I said I was saving your death for something special. This is only the beginning of our game. Or are you too dim to see that?

My mun and I would be more amused with your antics if either of us thought you had any clue what lay in the writers' minds. But since one is a pure genius and the other a total prat... Well...

[He doesn't need to say more.]

Well your mun and yourself should perhaps learn that minds can be changed, things can be overwritten, people can be resurrected with the proper amount of thought put into the puzzle. So please, don't think you have anything going on me. You never have.

Oh, you think I'm disagreeing with you? I'm not.

[Sherlock is using his smooth appeasing tones now.]

I simply mean, that until we know which is writing the episode, no one can really say what might happen....

There you go, getting ahead of yourself again. Didn't you learn before? You're complicating things beyond what they truly are! Really Sherlock, I thought you would have learned your lesson by now.

[smiles, chuckling at how Sherlock speaks]

Doesn't matter whether I'm dead or alive. I burned you. There's nothing left for you now. And soon, even Johnny boy will be gone.

You've only done what I've allowed you to do.

[Really, Moriarty, Sherlock's disappointed that you would think such things.]

Of course you have, Sherlock dear.

[He smiles and laughs, shaking his head.]

You actually thought I wouldn't figure out that the best way for you to "burn" me was to destroy my reputation and then have me seal everything with my suicide?

You underestimate me.

Or perhaps I have you exactly where I want you. Think on it. You might realize you're still three steps behind in this game.

You really think you 'had' me. I was honestly surprised to learn that you were Rich Brook. But then... of course it would have to be you. Everything fell into place after that.

[Stares before sighing]

Sad that you turned out the way you did. I honestly thought you'd be more distracting than this. Hm. How disappointing of you.

Have you looked in the mirror recently?

[Because, well this is what Moriarty does... insults others with the things that can be said about himself.]

Yes, I have actually. I thought I looked great when I left. Do I have something on my face? Or do I need a bit more product in my hair?

I... wasn't talking about your outermost appearance...

How keen you are on the uptake! Nothing gets past you, does it, detective?

[chuckles] Believe what you want about this game, Sherlock. Just remember - it's still being played. But, it's time for me to be off. Keep an eye on your doctor. Never know what might happen to him.

Glad to know I still entertain you.

For the moment! Ciao, Sherlock!

Laters!