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[jimfromit]

[Jim has been here for a few hours now. Admittedly it came as a bit of a surprise to find he still had the back of his head intact but surprise wore off quickly to be replaced with curiosity and curiosity lead him to the journal. So eventually he decides to sit down still dressed in the suit he was wearing whilst standing on the hospital rooftop with Sherlock.]

So this is the afterlife for me then? No fiery demons? no clouds of angels just a simple boring old castle....how very fairy tale!

Sorry for anybody expecting a good old fashioned "oh my goodness where am i what am i doing here?" introduction but i took the liberty of catching up on some reading. A castle that takes people out of their time and dimension and keeps them here. So at its heart this is just a great big interdimensonal dumping ground...how charming!

Oh sorry where are my manners?. My name is Jim and I’m your new neighbour!

[Filtered to Sherlock]
Come and play darling

Comments

[demontobeloved]

Well, if you want demons, you've got them.

Sorry about the lack of fire. Ruins my suits.

[jimfromit]

Thats ok, nobody appreciates the value of a good suit better then me.

[Jim gives a sideways look] A demon? Have you fellas always looked like abercrombie and fitch models? or is that some new dress code?

[demontobeloved]

Were you expecting horns? Maybe a tail? Sorry, but that look doesn't go too well for me. Ruins the camoflague.

Besides, upper-level demons can afford to look snappy.

Written

[romana2]

You must have died - or nearly died recently? Otherwise, whatever gave you the idea that this is the "afterlife"?

[jimfromit]

[Oh good a stupid question] Well its the conclusion a rational thinking person would generally come to after blowing their head off DOOFUSS!!

[jimfromit]

[Jim re-adjusts his tie and smiles] Ahem sorry being dead has left me somewhat tetchy.

[Because its not like he wanted to kill himself but his hand was somewhat forced]

Written

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'Charming, but inconvenient.'

Re: Written

[jimfromit]

Isnt it? You almost get the impression the castles quite pleased with itself when it pulls people away from their timeline.

Written

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'Unfortunately, I think it is. It has the tendency to seem a tad alive from time to time.'

Action

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry walks across the floor and over to Jim. He however keep a safe distance, just in case.]
You seem to take this quite well. [Smug grin.] I think your explanation of this place is right to the point, mate. Beats dying though, I would know.

Name's Harry. [Gives you a nod.]

Re: Action

[jimfromit]

[Sensible people keep a distance from Jim...at least at first]

I adapt well to most situations, well aside from those with the terminally stupid and the boring. They just irritate me.

Nice to meet you Harry. How long have you been here in prince charmings fun asylum?

Re: Action

[youhavebeenflynned]

Adaptability is a good quality. [Steps closer.]

So you're and adventure seeker? Maybe a risk-taker, like me? [Grins.]

I've been here about a month. It has mostly been quiet, except during Valentine's when I got locked up with some dude for three days...

[Voice]

[modernholmes]

[Conan considers this rather surprising speech.]

That's one way to describe this castle. Although it's a little simplified, don't you think?

Re: [Voice]

[jimfromit]

Trying to make everything clever and complicated can be a weakness sometimes.

Re: [Voice]

[modernholmes]

Making it too simple can lead to misunderstandings.

[pacificate]

Welcome, Jim.

Knock if you ever run out of milk.

[jimfromit]

So very neighbourly! It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

I'll bare that in mind thanks.

[ Dictated ]

[loves_osaka]

...

You died?

[ Way to go Heiji. Focus on what's probably not that important. ]

Re: [ Dictated ]

[jimfromit]

Yeaah blew my head off...or at least i will when i go back.

[bedninja]

That's quite the accurate description! Although I am not entirely certain that I agree with the term "dumping ground", you catch on much faster than most new Castle residents.

Hello, Jim.

[jimfromit]

Dont i just?, im more then just a pretty face you know.

And your name is?

[ Jim Moriarty ]

[workaphilic]

[Oh.

Oh.

He stares at this page of the journal for a long time, just processing -- trepidation, concern, a thread of panic, and (no point in hiding it) unabashed excitement. Oh, this month has been good to him.

He debates how to answer, whether to answer at all. (Well, no, not that. Of course he'll answer, can't resist, doesn't want to.) John is gone for now. He has time.

So he dictates, clear and calm.]

Gladly.

[Sherlock] written

[jimfromit]

[he's relieved to hear from him at last although he'd never admit that out loud]

My room. next half an hour.

Dont be tardy.
x

[withmymind]

Not welcome. No one.

[jimfromit]

"Fake Gasp" Not welcome??

That’s not very neighbourly!