The P-Word
Some sherlock holmes i was... so i told him my digits and he promptly punched it into his phone. "i'll text you my address," he said as he started doing so. "saturday at 7 work for you?" he asked casually. i nodded. "cool.
A Curated Performance
“i don't care if it's a walking tank or as smart as sherlock holmes wishes he was, the moment we put that thing into the public sphere, our asses are grass!"
And The Waltz Goes On (2024)
“how about a clue for the rest of us, sherlock?" abram chuckled. “wolf with a bone." he had said this of me before, and i would never tell him that he's even a little bit wrong. “let me ask first if you want to watch all the shows this evening…?"
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Two)
"you see," he continued with gobs of pride, "i _could've_ chosen to hire the best gumshoes in the city - no offense, of course - but i knew the minute they got a hold of those snaps, any rising sherlock would want to run with it, just to say they nailed such
San Francisco's Finest (Act1, Book1, Chapter10)
You look exhausted" "good deduction, sherlock." nichole shook her head with a tired, thin smile. "reno, i'm glad you got a raise and a promotion. i just don't understand why you're staying in homicide.
That Gay Goth Dog: Chapter 1. (Parts 1-7)
sherlock can't be known as a jock!" and walked away; that hurt a little. but. i didn't care, but now back to high school...
The Struggle. Chapter one. (Story Commission)
I don't know... an ultra "profissional" detective or maybe like sherlock homes. she has read all the bocks, even the first ones from the 1860s written in archaic english from that era.
Remember Me 3 - From The Silver Moon
For the next two hours james read the tales of sherlock holmes' mysterious cases, his narrative taking a strong focused term with the odd inflection only to separate between characters.
Business Trip (A1, B11, C29)
"do you like sherlock holmes?" "i'm afraid i haven't read any of doyle's work. are you ready?" reno nodded and carried his suitcase out of the room, down the stairs and to the door. "now what? are we walking to the train station?" kerii smirked.
Distort and the Quest for the Sassy Goat... or something
“wanna say it to my face, sherlock!?” but when she got up there was no one nearby. other than the goat that had silently approached her while on the ground she was completely alone. “hey, where’s the dick?” “between the legs, where else would it be?”
A Conflict of Interests
Watson to your sherlock holmes. i have no originality of my own, i just stimulate yours." "bull. you're more qualified than i am at writing. i know you'd be doing better." "i guess we'll never know.
Final Preparations
"_pas de putain de merde_, sherlock!" she returned irritably. "i really was not ready for that much recoil! how big are the rounds in this thing?" "the size of the rounds is only half the issue." korban stated as he went to pick up the gun.