BBC Sherlock
Rating: 12 (implicit slash, explicit weirdness)
Summary: Lots of people have been posting about what happened at the recent London Sherlock meetup. This is what didn't happen. Another metafic in sequel to warriorbot's
Going Down With the Ship and my
Captain of the Ship. This is crackier. It may even be meta-metafic, I've lost track.
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Another shitty day in paradise, Lestrade was thinking that afternoon. )
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So do we have actual illustrations for this one?
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Dear God but this is good! And yes, it describes _exactly_ what happened on Saturday - trufax!
Seriously, though, you are the most accomodating corpse it's ever been my honour to meet! Not only do you obligingly lie down on the frickin' freezin ground for photoshoots but you then immortalise your demise in works of glory! And the line about 'Bot's shameful holmescest...! Just perfect!
Absolute joy from start to finish. Rather like the meet-up!
<3 <3 <3
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particularly loved the Mystrade reference and Sherlock's horror at the thought of warriorbot!
seldom can a corpse have been so eloquent.
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As for the eloquent corpse, ACD turns out to have been right about spiritualism after all, so I'm dictating all this by automatic writing, via a very nice medium called Miss Climpson.
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well, ACD knows a thing or two about Mystrade as well, doesn't he? I hadn't realized this till someone - I think randomly_rusted - pointed it out.
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