Mods please delete. Thanks! ^.^

[nerdyteengirl]

((That's true. I've reserved her for you!))

[khaleesi,]

(Thank you! I just will have one ready until you say yes to having OC's. Thank you again. ^.^)

[nerdyteengirl]

((No problem! We just need The BadWolf to make his/her Sherlock form and we can start roleplaying, picking up more characters along the way.))

[kona.]

((Thanks! i shall post her later, i think. Still considering.))

[The BadWolf]

"I'm Sherlock Holmes, the world's only consulting detective.
I'm not going to go into detail about how I do what I do because chances are you wouldn't understand. If you've got a problem that you want me to solve, then contact me. Interesting cases only please."
Name: Sherlock Holmes
Age: 35
Gender: male
Personality : A thinker and an observer. Sherlock is very clever and he looks more then the normal person does. He can identify you from your tan, your mobile phone and your haircut. He doesn't understand feeling's very well, and therefore can say things that seem rediculous but to him perfectly normal. Sherlock gets bored easily and needs things to keep him interested.
History: (I'm not 100% sure on this past a study in pink, is it okay If I leave this one or...?)
Species: human
Love Interest: None, he doesn't work that way
Other: daisies

Oh, and I'm a she ^-^))

[nerdyteengirl]

((Accepted! I think we can start! I'll post the first thing, one moment!))

[nerdyteengirl]

(All the Sherlock characters are in 221B because it's Sherlock's birthday and John is throwing a little party. Greg and Mrs. Hudson already left. All the Who characters are in the TARDIS.) With a wheezing sound, a bright blue police box appeared on the rug in a certain apartment. 221B Baker Street, to be exact. Molly, John and Sherlock were just chatting when the strange machine appeared. (You may commence posting.)

[kona.]

{{Wondering: Are OCs aloud? because I'd really prefer RPing an OC for the Sherlock side, if that's alright? c: }}

[The BadWolf]

Sherlock wasn't really appreciating the party. It was a nice gesture and all, but he'd rather get on with his case.Still, you weren't 35 every day. The most rediculous present was Another ear hat.
"What does this thing even do?" Wasn't it a deer stalker John had called it? He turned the laptop on and typed in 'deer stalker', and lots of pictures of this hat came up. Apparently Victorians wore it, typically detectives.
"Oh god." He groaned, closing the laptop.

[nerdyteengirl]

((@Jar Jar OCs will be allowed once we get a few more actual characters.))