Subject: Oh good, you finished
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Posted on: 2012-08-31 02:35:00 UTC
Sorry I couldn't help all the way through, sleep and school are cockblocking my affair with sarcasm.
Subject: Oh good, you finished
Author:
Posted on: 2012-08-31 02:35:00 UTC
Sorry I couldn't help all the way through, sleep and school are cockblocking my affair with sarcasm.
In which Alexis Gilmore learns the hard way not to character-replace a high-functioning sociopath.
This mission was brought to you by my cohort of sarcastic sporkers on Tumblr. Their help and sardonic comments have been invaluable both for this mission and the Laura Adler one before. So yeah. A dedication.
Sorry I couldn't help all the way through, sleep and school are cockblocking my affair with sarcasm.
I'm working on Diana Remus right now, and I feel like I might recruit the main timeline version of her and kill the alternate timeline version because in the main timeline she actually starts going through character development so she's not as annoying as she was at the beginning (she apologised to Donovan, omg). But the alternate Diana gets knocked up with Moriarty's kid and... it's a mess. Yeah.
...But congratulations all the same! That's one less Sue for the rest of the world to fear. Huzzah! -throws confetti at pigeons-
My first keyboard-smack was when Sherlock showed up with a gun (seriously, America is the only place so lax about gun control - and Sherlock has a drugs record, he couldn't get one legitimately there either!) but when I really broke was this line:
"“Yes, well, only because they compliment the shape of your face and bring out the already prominent blue color of your eyes. They really suit you.”"
No, you gibbering twit of a hormone-riddled fangirl! He noticed because the part that sticks into your ears wasn't tarnished! And he wouldn't ask, he would just tell you where you bought them! Ugh! (Also, earrings would be hard-pressed to compliment the shape of a face and we all know that Sherlock pays attention to anything he can draw his conclusions from! Die, Alexis, Die!)
Oh, and Sherlock knows something about art, which the suethor clearly does not!
And I'm going to go sit down for a while now before I get too rabid, but good job, really.