Sherlock Holmes

Name: Sherlock Holmes
Character LJ: Only Deduction
Player: Tal
Original canon: Sherlock
Age: 30
Race: Original - Human, Currently - Vampire
Physical description: 6’, dark hair, blue-grayish green eyes, somewhat cattish, and a long face that could have been a seventeen-year-old´s. Slightly pouting mouth, and generally soft features (not much of a jaw-line in any case). Posh, if that’s a physical attribute, in the way he carries himself. Normal weight to slightly thin for his height and age, with long limbs and slender hands.
He typically wears black and dark colours though he will often combine with a white butt on-up shirt. Always clean, always neat.
Wealth: He wouldn't know. There's money.
Living Situation: It's a very large apartment in the centre of the city. The modern and eligible bachelor type with white couches, design vases and black sheets on his bed. This is because he bought it fully furnished, not because he has a taste for any of that. It's increasingly becoming the mess he's used to, papers everywhere and on-going experiments in unexpected places.

The Consulting Detective

I'm the only one in the world. I invented the job.
First and foremost Sherlock is consulting detective. He was that in London and he will always be that wherever he goes. It´s freelance.

He owns a blog called 'The Art of Deduction'

In his words:
1) I observe everything.
2) From what I observe, I deduce everything.
3) When I've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how mad it might seem, must be he truth.


Not much is known of his childhood. From the way he talks he is obviously upper-class and well-educated.

His first introduction to the world of criminality was when a boy, Carl Powers, drowned in a public swimming-pool. The police called it an accident, but Sherlock knew that it couldn’t possibly be; the boy’s shoes were missing from his locker. It had to be murder. The police did not listen to the young Sherlock and the case was closed as a tragic accident.

Sherlock went on to study chemistry, with a great number of side interests, all directed to making him superior at solving crimes. He never made friends at university never became the typical student. Instead, he could be found either in the laboratory, or in his room, where he also conducted experiments.

It lead him to become the world’s first and only consultant detective. It’s a title he has invented for himself, but the only suitable on to describe his work. He settled in London and worked always alone, only occasionally employing informants and homeless to get him information he couldn’t get himself. He works for fees, but never argues the price. To him it is only important if the case is interesting.

When the police are at their wit’s end, they consult him. The police don’t pay him, he helps them for the kick.

He used to live elsewhere, but after a disagreement with the landlord, he had to move. He found a good apartment at 221B Baker Street, knowing he would not be able to afford it on his own. He got introduced to Dr. John Watson and after their first meeting (where he instantly found out John’s past by looking at him and his phone) they agreed to have a look at the flat. John Watson has been his flat-mate since.

Being a doctor, John could prove a useful associate and so he quite quickly became Sherlock’s colleague (Sherlock once introduced John as his friend, but it came out so awkward, that he has not done so since). John also tidies the apartment, doesn’t complain about the mess (or perhaps he does, but Sherlock ignores it), and gets the milk. Also, he’s more fun to talk to than to a skull.

He had, in London, an array of enemies, some with more of a grudge than others. One man quickly became what one might call his arch-enemy, an enigmatic man called Moriarty.

London was quiet and Sherlock was bored. Likewise, Moriarty was apparently bored, and decided to play a little game. He sent Sherlock messages containing hints regarding old and new cases, strapped a bomb to a victim’s body, and let them call Sherlock with a dead-line. Solve the case within the stated time, or the victim gets blown up. It was, to Sherlock, a relief from boredom. A challenge! Fun!

When the government got wind of the link between these averted bomb-attacks, they concluded that they were nothing more than a game between two spoilt geniuses; Sherlock and Moriarty. If either of the two was gone, the terror would stop. Their solution was to kindly ask Sherlock to leave the country. He was sent off with a large sum of money (thanks to his brother) and the request never to return. No Sherlock, no bombs.

Sherlock then went to Tibet for a while. It was quiet, which suited him, but it was also very dull and introspective, which was never his cup of tea. He travelled to Russia, but found it too cold, to the United States, but they didn’t let him in, lead a nomadic life in Europe, and eventually found he had to travel more abroad than he’d ever wanted to. To a New Earth. One that didn’t revolve around the sun as apparently the ‘Old’ one did.

He got himself a flat has been living in Kin for a year now. Joined by John. Obviously.


Sherlock is a high-functioning sociopath and generally a bastard. He’s rude and arrogant, but not because he doesn’t care how he comes across. It’s because he doesn’t understand that how he comes across is rude. If ever he is charming, he is most likely acting, which he can only keep up for so long as needed to get information out of suspects or witnesses.

He uses nicotine patches, because it helps him concentrate. He is not opposed to any drug that might aid him in that respect. He also plays the violin to concentrate. He can’t eat during an investigation, because eating slows him down.

He sees everything and he deduces from it. It is not a matter of piecing together evidence. It is a matter of the only logical explanation for all the facts. He doesn’t, however, read people as a mentalist would. People lie and if they lie well he won’t see it. He’s not all-knowing, but he does have a photographic memory. He’s not always right, even if he says he is. What he makes are always assumptions, based on facts and statistical probability. However, since he sees all the facts, they make his assumptions statistically very probable.

He solves crimes because it amuses him. It keeps him busy, un-bored. He doesn’t care about the victims, or about what happens to the suspects. It’s a puzzle and it will interest him only until it is solved.

Sherlock is married to the job, in every sense. ‘Everything else’, as he says, ‘is transport’.


After defeating Moriarty Sherlock Holmes got Bored. The madman was the best enemy Sherlock ever had and without him, things just got dull.

He has made the choice to let Josef turn him to a vampire. Until further notice, that's what he is. As one, he'll become increasingly more of a rude bastard and less interested in solving crimes.

Unless otherwise stated, the content of this page is licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 License