Mods please delete. Thanks! ^.^

[kona.]

"Not. Funny. Sherlock. Can't you be serious for just a moment?"

[The BadWolf]

"No, not really." HE said, but his face was serious.
"You will be okay. I promise." He grinned.
"I can't go without my blogger."

I'm gonna poof for a little bit, 20 mins max, probably not that long though))

[nerdyteengirl]

nvm

[kona.]

{Yeah, i gotta go to bed.. ttyl guys!}

John smiled weakly, sinking to the ground in a sitting position, starting to get tired. "Sherlock.. I'm going to need stitches. Do you think you could manage?"

{I asked if the nanogenes could NOT heal him? And i also already found the medication...}

[nerdyteengirl]

(Sorry, I totally misread. )
Ok Guys, Jar Jar and The Bad Wolf especially. Y'all are going really, really fast, confusing the other players and being sort of exclusionary. Also, it's difficult to reply to one line posts with more then one line. I'd just like to ask you to slow down a little and post more. Re-check the rules please. If you have any problems PM me. Thank you!))

[kona.]

{It's okay. c: I understand now.}

[The BadWolf]

Sorry about that I'm a fast role player...most of the RPs I'm in are fast, so short quick responses are natural for me. I shall slow down a lot)))

Sherlock sat beside John.
"I can't walk around with a skull, John. I need someone there, John. How long exactly will I have to go without my blogger?" Sherlock looked John over. Drooping eyes, sitting down, slightly limp.
"You're tired."

[kona.]

I'm sorry, I try to reply as long as I can and I'm fast too. We don't go more than 2 pages like you say, and I do get writers block, so I can ALWAYS rePly long posts

John frowned. "I'll be fine Sherlock. Rose, can you help me with the stitches?" He asked hurriedly. "Sherlock, please help, and just be there, okay? I'll be okay, I just need stitches."

I'd post more but I'm on my iPod and its difficult

[The BadWolf]

"Okay." Sherlock said, smiling reassuringly. Being truthful he was really worried. John was the only real friend he'd ever had, even when he was a kid. He didnt want anything bad happening to John, much like nothing happening to mrs Hudson.
"Just checking, do you expect me to do the stitches?" He asked, getting a little worried.

[kona.]

"Yes, you better do it. I don't know where rose is off to, but she can help me later. If we for do it soon, it may be too.." He didn't finish the sentence. "Just please hurry Sherlock!" Fear was creeping into his voice.