Posted by a fan of sherlock holmes!! on 5/7/2008, 7:25 pm, in reply to "He didn't know what hit him"
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Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes in
the 22nd century.
does any one mind if i reply in RPG form? thanks. (i made Willow and Basil Holmes up, just to let you know, and ther somewhat related to Sherlock Holmes, but their made up, so you don't have to worry about them being copyrighted!)
A young girl stood in the street, her feet bare and dusty, her long hair scraggly, and her clothes torn to shreds, with her ribs sticking out in plain sight, that her clothes barely covered her ribs. But her eyes where bright and alert as anything. She was a Runaway, as her brother, Basil, was too. She was lookng for the Great Detective, Sherlock Holmes. The girl's name is Willow Holmes. Her brother is Basil Holmes. They where lost trying to find Sherlock Holmes of 221b Baker Street. Willow was 13 years old, and so was her brother Basil ((haven't you gotten it yet? Willow and Basil Holmes are TWINS.)) Willow clutched her last copper, a photo, and a descripritian of her real father. "Come Basil, we need to find a place to sleep!" called Willow to her brother. "Ok, coming." replied Basil. "Where shall we sleep, Basil?" asked Willow. "Hmm...maybe on those steps?" said Basil as he pointed to the stair leading up to 221b Baker Street. "Exacllent idea old chap!" cried Willow as she ran toward the steps. "you sleep here, and i'll sleep here."said Willow as she pionted to the spots where they'll sleep. "ok." siad Basil, as he settled down above where Willow was sleeping. "Good night Basil" said Willow. "Good night, Willow" replied Basil as they both drifted off to sleep.
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