Posts tagged Omeglelock
Posts tagged Omeglelock
I found this amazing roleplayer on omegle. Usually I wait for the stranger to post first, but when I wouldn’t post, they just started to rant about how all they wanted was a decent roleplay and they weren’t picky and how no one spoke or wanted to be the first to post, so I told them to let me try. I had this idea that has probably been done hundreds of times before, but because I’m late in the fandom, I haven’t had the chance to try it. So I did, and it was the best choice I ever made. They posted these beautifully written, long posts that were just wonderful to read. And they had the Sherlock character down to a tee, and even though they controlled my character a little, it was okay because they were actions I would have done in the first place. Unfortunately, omegle was being stupid. Sometimes they would have to post a post multiple times in order for it to go through. They had to leave and I gave them my email and tumblr, but I’m not sure if they got it. So if you didn’t, and you happen to find this post, hit me up, yeah?
I got pitched a lovely Slave!AU, where John’s a serial abolitionist, and then omegle freaked out on me. John, if you see this, come back! We can watch Doctor Who together and get Sherlock through his PTSD.
Sherlock is atrickstertype. Seeking John.
Sherlock decided to confess his love in Czech. It went over fairly well. There were threats with Mycroft and gambling with Greg. It was great.
Seeking Sherlock. Contact atrickstertype.
Stranger: Mám tě rád, Johne. - SH
You: Uh. Sherlock? No idea what that says. -JW
GDI. D: They always cut out at the worst times. Hope this rper sees this. John at a medical conference, texting with Sherlock.
John is at a boring date a year after Sherlock’s return when Sherlock decides to declare his true feelings. There’s a long cabride, with an increasingly frustrated John, and then John gets home.
Then Sherlock disappeared.
Where did you go, Sherlock?! Find me at atrickstertype.
Sherlock had a massive headache, and John was giving him a backrub. They talked about Victor Trevor and families. Then my computer freaked out.
I’m /sorry/ John! Come find me at atrickstertype.
Specifically, seeking Molly Holmes-Watson’s da John; I was having so much fun. John, you had some reservations about young Siobhan Moran and her sniper father; Molly was being exceedingly stubborn, has only met Seb and not Jim, and Bhan calls Moriarty mum.
The whole log can be found here. Come find me!
Talking to a stranger…..Darling whoever you were, I would greatly appriciate it if we coud meet up on here someday
Stranger: Gregory. You left your handcuffs here. -SH
You: I did? I’ll come over and pick them up, alright? L
Stranger: John’s not home. Anytime. -SH
You: I’ll be there in 10. L
Stranger: Good. Door’s open -SH
You: Alright. L
After a while Lestrade arrived at 221B and let himself in. “Sherlock?”
We’ve all been there:
John has just stepped to the edge of the roof, and Sherlock is about to confess his love.
Lestrade has just walked into the room to find Sherlock, unconcious, with a needle in his arm.
Someone hasfinally gotten the milk.
Then something happens. Your computer freezes. You fall asleep. Omegle disconnects.
You were just in the middle of the best RP in your life, and now suddenly you’re alone with no way to find your partner.
So you don’t have to wait three years.