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The Humanity Extraction

JohnlockSherlockian

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JohnlockSherlockian

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"John. When you said I was a machine... Did you really mean it?"

     Sherlock Holmes, Consulting Detective - the only one in the world, let me remind you - at your ser... Never mind. Your commander, and additionally the best amateur detective - I did invent my post. And thanks to my genius, my Death Frisbee is now world famous. Yes, yes, now take a seat and kindly recover your jaw. Your gaping mouth is annoying me.

In any case, one glaring inconsistency roared out at me from the scrawled records of my - our - many tales. Overshadowed by my intelligence and deductive genius... Who in hell considered John Watson?

Allow me to introduce him. Dr. John Hamish Watson, the world's only Consulting Detectives'... Blogger. Not quite got the same ring to it (sorry John) but no matter! He didn't invent his post, so at least that stands for something.

Well. Not exactly, but my dear Blogger does count for rather a lot. Not that I'd tell him this of course. His ego next to my humble self is unbearable already, without adding yet more air to his near-burst balloon. I'd hate for him to explode, he's far too useful. Although it is true. That man carries enough self belief for three, never mind just the two of us. 

 

I am Sherlock Holmes, and this is... our story. Our log of when we played the game - and won.

 

P.S - Mycroft, kindly leave. Now. Stop reading and LOG OFF or I'll tell Mummy.

P.P.S - I do not have an ego anything LIKE what was described above! You're just grumpy because you can't eat cake... And I can.All Rights Reserved

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