Hullo, honey.
-chuckles-
I am 'the Storyteller' or you can call me the king... No, no, no.  I think Moriarty is fine.  
You need to solve the final problem, the final problem!  Or are you too stupid to know what I mean?

I like to think simply, but have several extra plans, just to make things complicated.  That sure confused Sherlock.

Well, honey, I must be off to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.  He took a nasty fall off of that building.

And remember,
Every fairy-tale needs a good old-fashioned villain.


With love,
J. Moriarty 
x


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I will burn you. I will burn...The heart out of you.
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Daddy's had enough now!
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Is that a British Army Browning L9A1 in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?
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They all want me.  Suddenly, I'm Mr. Sex.
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I-O-U
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You gotta admit, that's sexier.
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No.  You're not.  I see.  You're not ordinary.  No.  You're me.  You're me.  Thank you.  Sherlock Holmes.  Thank you.  Bless you.  As long as I'm alive, you can save your friends.  You've got a way out.  Well, good luck with that.

-dead-





I'm back.
I'M back.
I'M Back.
I'M BAck.
I'M BACk.
I'M BACK.
-evil cackling-