John Watson
John looked up as someone entered the carriage, and put on a cheerful smile. "Hello." He said, as in way of greeting. "I'm John." He held out a hand, meaning for a shake. "What's your name?" He asked. Maybe this person could help him out a bit? Maybe they could even be friend? That would be great! John adored making new friends, it was a one of his easier talents, as well as writing and taking care of people.
His mother had been sick for a bit, and while his father was busy working so they could continue to eat and keep a house, he had to take care of her. It kind of inspired him to become a Healer in the wizarding world. At least, he believed that;s what they were called. He'd done a bit of research since his letter had arrived, and got a bit of information, but he'd need someone who was used to this kind of thing to explain it further.
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Hmm.. I like Rowan for John, that sounds awesome! :3 Maybe he could have unicorn hair? Cause those are the most faithful, and well... yeah. xD
Sherlock Holmes
It was the middle of the night when it first happened. The first time Sherlock Holmes had a nightmare. They had just finished a case, and Sherlock had been kidnapped for quite a few days. However, no one really knew what had happened in those few days, only that it was bad and pretty painful. All of his limbs were broken, his back had long slashes that were still bleeding - he could feel the blood, even with the bandages. He was still in hospital, obviously. But that didn't stop anything.
He had IVs and such hooked up to him, putting fluid in his body. Those were ripped out, with his thrashing as the nightmare wrecked his mind, shattering everything. It was like he felt as if nothing good could possibly ever happen to him again. He woke up to himself screaming bloody murder, the hospital room dark, and his body was drenched with a cold sweat. He laid there for a moment, trying to catch his breath. So that's a nightmare. He thought idly. The memories of whips cracking down on his back, and large sledge hammers coming down on all of his limbs, moving up and down, shattering the bones. He shook his head, blowing some of his curls - which were dripping with sweat - out of his face. He looked around, his eyes still wide.
It was the middle of the night when it first happened. The first time Sherlock Holmes had a nightmare. They had just finished a case, and Sherlock had been kidnapped for quite a few days. However, no one really knew what had happened in those few days, only that it was bad and pretty painful. All of his limbs were broken, his back had long slashes that were still bleeding - he could feel the blood, even with the bandages. He was still in hospital, obviously. But that didn't stop anything.
He had IVs and such hooked up to him, putting fluid in his body. Those were ripped out, with his thrashing as the nightmare wrecked his mind, shattering everything. It was like he felt as if nothing good could possibly ever happen to him again. He woke up to himself screaming bloody murder, the hospital room dark, and his body was drenched with a cold sweat. He laid there for a moment, trying to catch his breath. So that's a nightmare. He thought idly. The memories of whips cracking down on his back, and large sledge hammers coming down on all of his limbs, moving up and down, shattering the bones. He shook his head, blowing some of his curls - which were dripping with sweat - out of his face. He looked around, his eyes still wide.
Ahaha, I just realized it's a gif. But I love it anyway.
Ah it's fun having someone to share all these with, xD I love the interwebz~ I wish I could draw like this, I'm so upset.
Omg, do you think they should have something like the Yule Ball? When they're together? x3
AH CRAP I POSTED AS SHERLOCK I'M SO SORRY.
I'm just really used to rping as him. Hang on I'll fix it I promise. >.<
I'm just really used to rping as him. Hang on I'll fix it I promise. >.<
Um here I have some of my own favorites I got off of google a long time ago. :3
AND THIS IS MY FAVORITE
AND THIS IS MY FAVORITE
AH those pictures are BEAUTIFUL!!!!! *squeals*
John Watson
John had just separated from his parents. As far as he knew, and was concerned, they were not magical in any way. But they were very, very supportive of him, and they were actually incredibly happy to have John being a wizard. He boarded the train, as he had just dropped off his luggage, and was looking for a seat in a one of the carriages. He found somewhere vacant, and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him with a little click. He settled himself near the window, looking down at all the people milling about. They had arrived rather early - about half an hour before they were supposed to leave. His parents had allowed him to get an owl - which was completely awesome, and strange, but it was just so he could keep in contact. It was a barn owl, whom he'd named Fugo. He didn't really understand how the whole 'owl-messaging' thing worked, but he figured he'd meet a more magical friend, and they'd show him how it was done.
(oh gosh i hope this is okay)
John had just separated from his parents. As far as he knew, and was concerned, they were not magical in any way. But they were very, very supportive of him, and they were actually incredibly happy to have John being a wizard. He boarded the train, as he had just dropped off his luggage, and was looking for a seat in a one of the carriages. He found somewhere vacant, and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him with a little click. He settled himself near the window, looking down at all the people milling about. They had arrived rather early - about half an hour before they were supposed to leave. His parents had allowed him to get an owl - which was completely awesome, and strange, but it was just so he could keep in contact. It was a barn owl, whom he'd named Fugo. He didn't really understand how the whole 'owl-messaging' thing worked, but he figured he'd meet a more magical friend, and they'd show him how it was done.
(oh gosh i hope this is okay)
This is a johnlock rp between myself and Magic223.
I'll be taking Sherlock, and she'll be taking John.
I'll be taking Sherlock, and she'll be taking John.
Um, this is a bbc sherlock johnlock potterlock roleplay between me and FernStone. :3
I'll be play John Watson, a Gryffindor
FernStone will be Sherlock Holmes, a Slytherin.
I'll be play John Watson, a Gryffindor
FernStone will be Sherlock Holmes, a Slytherin.
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