Post by Sherlock Holmes on Jun 24, 2010 17:31:17 GMT -5
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••FRONT FACE••
(Auditions) Character
Name && Nicknames: Sherlock Holmes
Gender: Male
Age: 43
Trade: Private Detective
Class: middle
Face Claim: Robert Downy Jr
Canon/Original: Canon
••CASE FILES••
Holmes is very thing and wiry, but deceptively strong and fit. His body is of just above average height and under average weight. He moves quick from years of boxing and has very fast reflexes.
His hair is a dark brown and worn longer than is probably polite considering he does nothing to style or maintain it. As a result it sticks up all over the place and looks the classic picture of bed head. His eyebrows are thick and heavy set and he normally has a few days stubble on his chin and upper lip. A result of having far better things to occupy his time than shaving.
His eye's are dark brown, quick, intense and intelligent. There is not much he misses with them, and he can show as much or as little emotion with them as he pleases. Indeed he can lie with them just as easily as he can tell the truth.
As for his fashion sense, he has very little, caring not for how he appears except when in disguise on a case. Often boring Watson's clothes as the Doctor apparently has a far higher sense when it comes to buying clothes. They have a 'barter' system going and it works very nicely for Holmes.
••TRIFLES••
likes;
- logic
- Watson
- Crime
- Detection
- Music
- Boxing
- Science
dislikes;
- idiocy
- Criminals
- boredom
- the majority of people
- being wrong
- marriage
- Professor Moriarty
habits;
- cocaine
- violin
- boxing
- gambling
- studying numerous scientific fields
weaknesses;
- lack of personality
- impatience
- poor social skills
- rude
- emotionless
strengths;
- intelligence
- honest
- great sports man
- master detective
secrets;
- His biggest secret is something he's not ready to share yet, lets just say it involves Watson and his distaste for his impending wedding.
Holmes is for the most part, cold, emotionless, pragmatic, neurotic and self absorbed. There are few things in life he cares for, one being interesting and unusual crimes and the criminals who commit them. Indeed the only two people who we learn are at all close to him are Doctor John Watson and his brother Mycroft.
He does not do well with stagnation and boredom, often turning to drugs to alleviate the tedium of his mind when it is not applied to a case. Something which he is convinced is not a problem... he hardly sees why Watson cares at all.
He has no interest in novelties or hobbies, not in the way most would see them at any rate. The study of cigar ashes is hardly what most would call a hobby. None the less it amuses Holmes and is very useful in his line of work.
He is polite only when needed and he can be straight forward to the point of rudeness. He has not care for what anyone thinks of him and could not care less if he offends people by commenting on the truth which he deduces, whatever it may be.
••EVIDENCE••
There is not much known about Holmes early history, we do not know anything about his parents or childhood. Where he was born or grew up, what schooling he had, though he is clearly highly educated. And many would suggest he comes from a middle to high class background, but again we can not be sure. It is quite possible he gained his money and standing entirely on his own.
We do know of a brother Mycroft who is assumed to be a few years older than Holmes himself and one of the only people known to call the man Sherlock which makes sense considering their relationship.
Holmes has been an amateur detective for as long as we have known about him and longer. How history of him starts with Watson's history of him. And Holmes is already working as a sleuth when they meet.
He has numerous backgrounds in many fields of science and detection. Such as ash, dirt, poisons etc. The list of his knowledge is somewhat endless. He therefore in his past must have spent a lot of his time studying and researching the above subjects. He has been known to tell Watson about many papers he has published on different subjects and is often the leading expert in said field.
••BEHIND THE MASK••
(Me) Name: what should we call you? Holmes is fine, or Joker
Age: 25
RP experience: about 7 years
Other Characters: None
‘Well this would just not do...’ Holmes was lounging in his armchair, violin hanging limply from his fingers, bow twirling slowly through the air. His eyes fixed on the ceiling where a fly was flying around, landing, flying off again before returning to the same place, and flying in and out of his vision. ‘Interesting’ he thought, how something so mundane could perplex even a brain such as his at a time of such pitiable intellectual activity. It was hardly his fault however, he was not the one who ran off and entered into the ridiculous tradition that was holy matrimony... ‘Hardly anything holy about it’ he thought bitterly... it was a completely selfish move on Watson’s part. And despite having given him his blessing... of sorts... Holmes still hadn't’t truly forgiven his companion for his treachery.
He could feel the cocaine running through his veins, the only thing that kept his brain still when he was not employed on a case. This dally into the world of narcotics however, had more to do with the fact that Holmes knew Watson hated his drug habit more than almost all his other flaws. Call him childish, but now that Watson had seen fit to run of with that, that... woman! He could do what he pleased, and pleased he did it! He did not need anyone, he was Sherlock Holmes! A man of logic and deduction, he needed no one but crime and his considerable reasoning skills. He did not, after all, bother with such troublesome things as love and emotions, no not him! So he hardly saw why he should need Watson at all... in fact he didn't’t, he was quite fine without them thank you!
Of course, it had only been a few days and already he was missing his companion more than he was willing to admit to himself. He kept himself so doped up that he could not tell you what day of the week it was, and anyone who called upon him was turned away by a very irritated and vocal Mrs Hudson. He barely trusted her as it was, he had not yet moved on from the ‘absences’ she claimed to know nothing about. So why would he listen to her when she ranted about needing to get out of the house and not becoming a hermit. He was hardly a hermit! Thank you very much Nanny, he merely had no time to grace the world with his presence. After all, it held absolutely no interest for him at all. None what so ever, every case that was presented to him was insulting in its ordinariness and simplicity. There was nothing of interested anywhere in the world for him. Not to mention he had more than enough on his plate, what with not missing Watson and not thinking bitterly about the woman. He wondered briefly how long this marriage would last before his companion came crawling back to their rooms and was at his side once more. After all it was hardly the first time Watson had left him to marry another... and yet he always returned when the affair ended. Yes, he would be back, Holmes would wait. He would hardly be patient about it, it was not one of his many and varied virtues to be patient when faced with idiocy, which he strongly believed marriage to be.
He would do his best though, and with that thought, he finished watching the fly on the ceiling and dragged his lithe frame from the armchair, putting aside his violin to go in search of some fresh cocaine, as the previous inoculation was beginning to wear off, and that just would not do, not at all!
••THEPLAYBOOK••
so, this was made by jenny a.k.a slytherdorclaw of blank pages!. this took a while so, as always, don't steal. um, yeah. so that's it, really. {with edits by staff}
