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Character Name: Sherlock Holmes Series: BBC’s Sherlock Timeline: Post Series 2 Canon Resource Links: BBC’s Sherlock is a reimagining of the classic Sherlock Holmes stories set in a modern day. Same characters, same motivations, similar cases, but think about what Holmes could get up to if he had access to a smartphone and a modern forensics lab and you probably have a good idea of how the series goes. For specific information: Sherlock’s page on the Sherlock wiki - see the end of the article for individual episode summaries if you’re interested. Wikipedia’s character entry - Less extensive than the previous link and if you have a general idea of Sherlock Holmes the character it explains the canon updates.
Personality: There can be no doubt that Sherlock Holmes is brilliant. His skill for deduction has made him somewhat of a minor internet celebrity in his home canon. With that brilliance, however, comes a complete inability to relate to people on a normal level. He’s a self-admitted “high functioning sociopath” and whether this is a true diagnosis or merely a label he wears to avoid having to deal with the minutiae of social conventions is anyone’s guess. Able to place man’s career and home life with a single glance but completely unable to comprehend why announcing to a lovesick girl that her boyfriend is gay is inappropriate, capable of identifying 243 types of tobacco ash but forgetting that the Earth orbits the sun, his brainpower is a mess of contradictions.
He places no stock in the opinions and feelings of others, finding them foolish, slow, and unable to fathom how their brains could work at such a sluggish pace. This has changed somewhat with the introduction of John Watson in his life. While his private opinions may not be changing, his flatmate’s quick disapproving looks or polite requests to please walk the rest of the slow, shuffling masses through his massive leaps in logic is improving his manners a bit. Though without his moral compass along, its very possible he’ll find himself regressing once he enters Johto.
While we’re on the subject of John, one of the things Sherlock values most in him is that he appeals to his vanity. There is nothing that pleases our boy more than being able to show he’s clever and John’s constant praise of his abilities has done a lot to endear him to his flatmate. He tolerates those who praise him, or at least acknowledge his superiority, while mercilessly tearing down those that oppose him. His understanding of other people at least extends to understanding affection and he has no moral qualms with manipulating those who find him attractive to get what he wants. He is also adept at taking on different personas and outright lying to obtain desired information. This adds further weight to the theory that he is not a sociopath – he is completely aware of how people work and capable of empathy but simply cannot be bothered to care unless it brings him some benefit.
As far as romance, he lumps the notion, along with sex, food and sleep into the category of “not important,” particularly when on a case. He is completely mind over body and often goes without eating and sleeping for days until he simply passes out from exhaustion. This constant drive to stimulate has mind, however, has left him with an addiction problem. He was once a cocaine user, although he has since gotten clean, and also has an addiction to nicotine. The nicotine manifests itself in the occasional cigarette during times of duress but due to the shear impracticality of sustaining a smoking habit in London, he generally just uses several times the recommended amount of nicotine patches to fuel his need for the drug when thinking.
Strengths/Weaknesses: The first and most obvious strength is his talent of deduction. There’s a reason he’s the trope for every brilliant detective that came after, he’s almost supernaturally observant and can make correct leaps in logic (i.e. in the show’s pilot identifying a victim’s origin by the mud splatter on her legs and the pattern of wetness on her coat) that defy the skill of ordinary detectives. Towards the end of being The Greatest Detective in the World he bolsters his observation skills with a good working knowledge of chemistry, forensics, biology, and cryptology.
Of course, crime solving isn’t always smooth work, particularly when one has a habit of circumventing the police. He’s accomplished the first Dan in Judo (essentially first degree black belt) and he proficient with small firearms such as revolvers. Sherlock has also proved to be a master of disguise and a talented liar, useful traits when extracting information from his witnesses. Should he need to be hands on he’s also a talented pickpocket and is capable of breaking into houses, museums, and small businesses, often by picking locks.
Sherlock plays the violin. We all need a hobby! Though here it would be questionable if the notes would even come out right. He doesn’t trust the little problem of background music not to apply to all music in this strange country.
His main weaknesses are those that deal with people. He has a very hard time comprehending relationships, from the romantic to the general need to be nice to people. John has tempered that a little but he has difficulties with some social cues, particularly when the other person is upset or grieving. Sherlock also has absolutely no knowledge of pop culture, astronomy, fashion…basically he has superhuman knowledge about anything concerning to criminals and solving crime but if it’s not related, you can bet he has never heard of it. He keeps his “hard drive,” as he calls his brain, free of anything not related to work. So you can bet he’s never heard of a Pokemon in his life, or if he’d had, he’s long since deleted the knowledge.
As a result of the events at the end of series two he has fears that he never before considered – mainly losing control and being unable to protect the few people he does care about. Sherlock is used to taking on the risk, being the center of attention and the target for danger and to put those close to him in danger is unacceptable to him. The fact that it’s bound to happen anyway does not help at all and the sensation of even caring at all about others is new enough that he doesn’t know how to cope with this yet.
He’s also quite selfish and arrogant. He’s brilliant and the best in the world at what he does and he knows it, he’s let it gone to his head. The frustrating thing is 99% of the time he’s right which rather makes it difficult for him to be taken down a peg or two. As a result he expects people like John Watson to drop everything for him because why wouldn’t they? He would if he were them. And his arrogance can blind him to mistakes, which do infrequently occur, most often when there is an unpredictable human element involved which ruins his elegant solution.
Pokémon Information Affiliation: Trainer Starter: Gastly Password: Scrambled Eggs
Samples First Person Sample:
[The camera feed clicks on but it’s obvious Sherlock Holmes isn’t paying attention to it. His eyes are rapidly scanning back and forth as he takes in the information displayed on the screen and mouths the word ‘Gastly’ to himself, glancing from some space below him up to the screen and back. The view swings wildly as he clearly flips the Pokegear over, inspecting the back. A bemused looking Gastly is sitting (floating) in the detective’s lap and leans up, peering at the screen and grinning in delight to see a picture of himself.]
If you could talk you might be able to explain to me why a town that has somehow managed to bypass the invention of the combustion engine has such well-made phones.
[The Gastly possibly shrugs. At the very least its purple corona seems to slide up and down slightly, and the Pokegear is flipped back over. Sherlock’s eyes flick up to the top screen and now he seems to be studying the picture-in-picture feature and the PGC logo. His eyes narrow, impatiently waiting for some indication that this is anything more than a glorified electronic encyclopedia. The ghost in his lap is friendly enough but he needs someone he can talk to.]
This appears to be broadcasting with no issues. Is anyone watching? I need to know where I am.
Third Person Sample:
Maybe if Sherlock’s starter Pokemon had been something a little more…corporeal he might have noticed it at first. It would have been a lot more difficult to miss something cute and dog-like or even better, a distressingly large insect.
As it was, the first thing that caught his attention before he even opened his eyes was the music. He had barely enough time to wonder if he’d just been knocked unconscious by an explosion or shot – surely this was tinnitus – before he was shaken awake by a woman who was too cheerful to have the right to exist and was clearly suffering from major brain damage. And between being woken up in a strange bed by said deranged woman who seemed to think she was his mum, being all but force-fed a breakfast he didn’t want and then being shoved out the door with a heartfelt “Good luck, sweetie!” it was rather a lot to parse all at once. Now that he was sitting on a bench going through a backpack that was apparently supposed to be his, the little ghost Pokemon that had been waiting so patiently to be acknowledged decided to make his move.
The detective jolted and nearly dropped his new Pokegear as a strange pins-and-needles sensation blossomed in his arm. He looked to his right and saw what appeared to be a hovering black ball surrounded by a purple cloud nuzzling him. Or rather, it would be nuzzling him if it had a body to speak of. The cloud was simply flowing around and possibly through his arm, no doubt causing the prickling feeling. The ball turned towards him and oh look, it had a face. That would be somewhat distressing did the thing not look so very pleased. Sherlock indulged in half a moment’s thought to wonder why a creature that appeared to have no solid form needed fangs, for there were indeed fangs and they were on display as the creature smiled broadly.
“Gaaaaasss!”
Well, if it could talk properly a “hello” of some kind would have been in order there. So any attempt at obtaining answers from this…thing was likely not going to get him anywhere.
“Have you been following me?” he finally asked, gently pulling his arm away. The Gastly let it go and drifted up to Sherlock’s eye level.
“Gastly!” The creature nodded, obviously proud of himself.
“It is no doubt foolish to hope you might be able to take me to someone who can actually explain what is going on, isn’t it?”
The Pokemon gave a little ghost-shrug but moved down to nudge at the Pokegear in his new trainer’s hand. Well, not a bad idea really. It was clearly some sort of smartphone and it followed there had to be something useful stored on it.
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Character
Name: Sherlock Holmes
Series: BBC’s Sherlock
Timeline: Post Series 2
Canon Resource Links:
BBC’s Sherlock is a reimagining of the classic Sherlock Holmes stories set in a modern day. Same characters, same motivations, similar cases, but think about what Holmes could get up to if he had access to a smartphone and a modern forensics lab and you probably have a good idea of how the series goes.
For specific information:
Sherlock’s page on the Sherlock wiki - see the end of the article for individual episode summaries if you’re interested.
Wikipedia’s character entry - Less extensive than the previous link and if you have a general idea of Sherlock Holmes the character it explains the canon updates.
Personality:
There can be no doubt that Sherlock Holmes is brilliant. His skill for deduction has made him somewhat of a minor internet celebrity in his home canon. With that brilliance, however, comes a complete inability to relate to people on a normal level. He’s a self-admitted “high functioning sociopath” and whether this is a true diagnosis or merely a label he wears to avoid having to deal with the minutiae of social conventions is anyone’s guess. Able to place man’s career and home life with a single glance but completely unable to comprehend why announcing to a lovesick girl that her boyfriend is gay is inappropriate, capable of identifying 243 types of tobacco ash but forgetting that the Earth orbits the sun, his brainpower is a mess of contradictions.
He places no stock in the opinions and feelings of others, finding them foolish, slow, and unable to fathom how their brains could work at such a sluggish pace. This has changed somewhat with the introduction of John Watson in his life. While his private opinions may not be changing, his flatmate’s quick disapproving looks or polite requests to please walk the rest of the slow, shuffling masses through his massive leaps in logic is improving his manners a bit. Though without his moral compass along, its very possible he’ll find himself regressing once he enters Johto.
While we’re on the subject of John, one of the things Sherlock values most in him is that he appeals to his vanity. There is nothing that pleases our boy more than being able to show he’s clever and John’s constant praise of his abilities has done a lot to endear him to his flatmate. He tolerates those who praise him, or at least acknowledge his superiority, while mercilessly tearing down those that oppose him. His understanding of other people at least extends to understanding affection and he has no moral qualms with manipulating those who find him attractive to get what he wants. He is also adept at taking on different personas and outright lying to obtain desired information. This adds further weight to the theory that he is not a sociopath – he is completely aware of how people work and capable of empathy but simply cannot be bothered to care unless it brings him some benefit.
As far as romance, he lumps the notion, along with sex, food and sleep into the category of “not important,” particularly when on a case. He is completely mind over body and often goes without eating and sleeping for days until he simply passes out from exhaustion. This constant drive to stimulate has mind, however, has left him with an addiction problem. He was once a cocaine user, although he has since gotten clean, and also has an addiction to nicotine. The nicotine manifests itself in the occasional cigarette during times of duress but due to the shear impracticality of sustaining a smoking habit in London, he generally just uses several times the recommended amount of nicotine patches to fuel his need for the drug when thinking.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
The first and most obvious strength is his talent of deduction. There’s a reason he’s the trope for every brilliant detective that came after, he’s almost supernaturally observant and can make correct leaps in logic (i.e. in the show’s pilot identifying a victim’s origin by the mud splatter on her legs and the pattern of wetness on her coat) that defy the skill of ordinary detectives. Towards the end of being The Greatest Detective in the World he bolsters his observation skills with a good working knowledge of chemistry, forensics, biology, and cryptology.
Of course, crime solving isn’t always smooth work, particularly when one has a habit of circumventing the police. He’s accomplished the first Dan in Judo (essentially first degree black belt) and he proficient with small firearms such as revolvers. Sherlock has also proved to be a master of disguise and a talented liar, useful traits when extracting information from his witnesses. Should he need to be hands on he’s also a talented pickpocket and is capable of breaking into houses, museums, and small businesses, often by picking locks.
Sherlock plays the violin. We all need a hobby! Though here it would be questionable if the notes would even come out right. He doesn’t trust the little problem of background music not to apply to all music in this strange country.
His main weaknesses are those that deal with people. He has a very hard time comprehending relationships, from the romantic to the general need to be nice to people. John has tempered that a little but he has difficulties with some social cues, particularly when the other person is upset or grieving. Sherlock also has absolutely no knowledge of pop culture, astronomy, fashion…basically he has superhuman knowledge about anything concerning to criminals and solving crime but if it’s not related, you can bet he has never heard of it. He keeps his “hard drive,” as he calls his brain, free of anything not related to work. So you can bet he’s never heard of a Pokemon in his life, or if he’d had, he’s long since deleted the knowledge.
As a result of the events at the end of series two he has fears that he never before considered – mainly losing control and being unable to protect the few people he does care about. Sherlock is used to taking on the risk, being the center of attention and the target for danger and to put those close to him in danger is unacceptable to him. The fact that it’s bound to happen anyway does not help at all and the sensation of even caring at all about others is new enough that he doesn’t know how to cope with this yet.
He’s also quite selfish and arrogant. He’s brilliant and the best in the world at what he does and he knows it, he’s let it gone to his head. The frustrating thing is 99% of the time he’s right which rather makes it difficult for him to be taken down a peg or two. As a result he expects people like John Watson to drop everything for him because why wouldn’t they? He would if he were them. And his arrogance can blind him to mistakes, which do infrequently occur, most often when there is an unpredictable human element involved which ruins his elegant solution.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Gastly
Password: Scrambled Eggs
Samples
First Person Sample:
[The camera feed clicks on but it’s obvious Sherlock Holmes isn’t paying attention to it. His eyes are rapidly scanning back and forth as he takes in the information displayed on the screen and mouths the word ‘Gastly’ to himself, glancing from some space below him up to the screen and back. The view swings wildly as he clearly flips the Pokegear over, inspecting the back. A bemused looking Gastly is sitting (floating) in the detective’s lap and leans up, peering at the screen and grinning in delight to see a picture of himself.]
If you could talk you might be able to explain to me why a town that has somehow managed to bypass the invention of the combustion engine has such well-made phones.
[The Gastly possibly shrugs. At the very least its purple corona seems to slide up and down slightly, and the Pokegear is flipped back over. Sherlock’s eyes flick up to the top screen and now he seems to be studying the picture-in-picture feature and the PGC logo. His eyes narrow, impatiently waiting for some indication that this is anything more than a glorified electronic encyclopedia. The ghost in his lap is friendly enough but he needs someone he can talk to.]
This appears to be broadcasting with no issues. Is anyone watching? I need to know where I am.
Third Person Sample:
Maybe if Sherlock’s starter Pokemon had been something a little more…corporeal he might have noticed it at first. It would have been a lot more difficult to miss something cute and dog-like or even better, a distressingly large insect.
As it was, the first thing that caught his attention before he even opened his eyes was the music. He had barely enough time to wonder if he’d just been knocked unconscious by an explosion or shot – surely this was tinnitus – before he was shaken awake by a woman who was too cheerful to have the right to exist and was clearly suffering from major brain damage. And between being woken up in a strange bed by said deranged woman who seemed to think she was his mum, being all but force-fed a breakfast he didn’t want and then being shoved out the door with a heartfelt “Good luck, sweetie!” it was rather a lot to parse all at once. Now that he was sitting on a bench going through a backpack that was apparently supposed to be his, the little ghost Pokemon that had been waiting so patiently to be acknowledged decided to make his move.
The detective jolted and nearly dropped his new Pokegear as a strange pins-and-needles sensation blossomed in his arm. He looked to his right and saw what appeared to be a hovering black ball surrounded by a purple cloud nuzzling him. Or rather, it would be nuzzling him if it had a body to speak of. The cloud was simply flowing around and possibly through his arm, no doubt causing the prickling feeling. The ball turned towards him and oh look, it had a face. That would be somewhat distressing did the thing not look so very pleased. Sherlock indulged in half a moment’s thought to wonder why a creature that appeared to have no solid form needed fangs, for there were indeed fangs and they were on display as the creature smiled broadly.
“Gaaaaasss!”
Well, if it could talk properly a “hello” of some kind would have been in order there. So any attempt at obtaining answers from this…thing was likely not going to get him anywhere.
“Have you been following me?” he finally asked, gently pulling his arm away. The Gastly let it go and drifted up to Sherlock’s eye level.
“Gastly!” The creature nodded, obviously proud of himself.
“It is no doubt foolish to hope you might be able to take me to someone who can actually explain what is going on, isn’t it?”
The Pokemon gave a little ghost-shrug but moved down to nudge at the Pokegear in his new trainer’s hand. Well, not a bad idea really. It was clearly some sort of smartphone and it followed there had to be something useful stored on it.