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Alright. For future reference, talking animals should be a topic addressed when dealing with new-comers. Less important one, yeah, but still worth an honorable mention, I think.

[ A shift here to a musing tone, but anyone who understands the concept of sarcasm is in for a treat. ]

Kidnapped by unseen, malevolent forces, trapped to live in a village in the middle of nowhere with no means of escape, vulnerable to torture, don't fuss with the wings, everything's free... Talking animals.

I just had a squirrel panhandle me for crisps.

Are there any other things I should be prepared to converse with? Are the appliances keeping tabs on what we're getting up to?

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Player Name: Effy
Are you new?: Yes! Please love me ;;
Character Name: John Watson
Character Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)

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There are cameras in the fridge.

[Trollin' trollin' trollin']

To see how often a household peruses it? I doubt it.

[ NO. GET OUT. ]

How else are they going to know what kinds of food to send in?

You think everything in that market grows here?

Doubtful.

[BUT I'M SO COMFORTABLE.]

[ Fuck your logic, Moriarty. ]

Suppose it's a good thing we're not keeping cadaver bits anymore.

[ Not yet. ]

Though I can't say the same for you. What does a mass murderer subsist on?

Hate and red meat?

Don't forget the fava beans and nice chianti Johnny.

Well, good luck making friends, Jimbo.

Seems to me like you're going to need them.

You call me Jimbo again and I'll peel your eyelids off.

[And then in an eerie moment...]

I don't need friends, dear. But Sherlock does, doesn't he?

[ Oh, this punch of satisfaction is rather vicious. Wasn't expecting that. ]

Please come and try.

When shall you be expecting me dear?

Oh, whenever you're free. I know you must be very busy.

[That honestly rankles the criminal mastermind greatly. Because he isn't busy, because he's bored and - God - wouldn't it be fun to blow something up and have the question Why? ringing through the stupid town.

No reason. Someone was bored.

If words could bite these would.]

Make sure you lock up tonight. Who knows what kind of psychopaths are out there at night.

[ Oh, John knows. He might be a little more clever than you might give him credit for, Moriarty. ]

God yes, never know what sorts of things crawl out from under the rocks once the sun goes down.

Cheers!

Don't wait up.

Get your boyfriend a leash. Wouldn't want him running off at all hours.

[ He's not going to reply to this, though that definitely, finally, gets his hackles up. God, he hopes Sherlock knows what he's doing. ]

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