shakiest voice test

[iwillssskinyou]

So it's true what they say. Eeeeeverybody loves you once you're dead. Figures, right? You go through life just existing and nobody notices, nobody cares –– I mean, come on, I haven't even made it to international news yet and look at me.

[ He gives a theatrical huff of a sigh. ] Then you do something as ordinary and boring and predictable as stick a gun in your mouth and suddenly everyone wants to be you. [ Those last few words trickle from his mouth in a lazy sing-song. ] What's with that?

Point is, honey, I'm here to put an end to it. [ And now? Now he's all business. ] You. Can't. Be. Me. You're too stupid... Too normal... Like everyone else.

Nooo, I want you to stop before it gets out of hand. Stop before I MAKE you stop. [ Not that he can do much, but he doesn't have to know. Shhhh. ]

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[iwillssskinyou]

[ He approaches Sherlock until they're mere inches apart, much as they were on the roof. He's pokerfaced until he starts to talk, and then he cracks a grin. ]

Was it to ignore the glaringly obvious fact that my death was staged and "die" anyway so you could be rid of John? Bravo, if it was. I imagine he's grown awfully boring by now. Most pets do after a while. [ His grin wiiiiidens – he's just trying to be annoying, now, because you make it so deliciously fun, Holmes. ] Could've been an easier way about it, though. The sniper could've done it for you.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Sherlock doesn't directly respond to anything Moriarty said.]

You had snipers on three individuals....

[And that's all he has to say.]

[iwillssskinyou]

... Yeah. We've covered that.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

The snipers were, ultimately the key. I had no way to know if they would know if your death was staged or not. I had already worked out they were listening in.

[Sherlock was the player playing the player who thought he had him played.]

From that point, I had no choice but to complete my plan.