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I agree with you. Moriarty is gone.

[QUOTEOn top of this, Sherlock told Watson to stand in a particular spot. Was this so he had a certain veiw of the fall and couldn't see something happening discretely? Or was this just so that later the cyclist could knock him out better before he could reach the body. Then there's that, the cyclist, Watson was disorientated so he couldn't take Sherlock's pulse properly or see any fine details that may show it wasn't actually Sherlock. Maybe it wasn't just a knock on the head, maybe he used some of that mind bending gas from the previous episode to make him irrational. That could be another reason why he told him to stand in that spot.][/QUOTE]

Gas is a possibility, but I don't think the cyclist was one of Sherlock's ideas. A fall like that (Watson's I mean) could very easily have been fatal, and I don't think he would have risked to his best (and only) friend.

My Dad actually bought both seasons this winter, so I have them and can watch them at my leasure, but I want to wait until my family is ready to watch them again so we can theorize together.

I do think that Molly might have been able to help with a corpse, and with falsly identifying the body (Irene Adler did that in the first episode of season 2)

You raise an exellent point there. That might be the "Extremely out of character" action that Moffat was refering to! But how does that relate to his death? We've gota figure out what this strange out of character action was!

It is the instinct of man to flee from bordom. So I suggest that you get a move on.

ok. This thread is failure. I confess, and I am moving on. I'll leave you guys to it.

NONONO. I do care about the Sixth Sense connection. Just not the others, because I haven't seen them. and I don't really like the animated disney films. I know! Heresy, but it's true.

I can quote the entire Black Night sequence from the Holy Grail by heart, and I can immitate Kenneth Williams' voice perfectly. Don't mess with me! :tongue:

eclectic. That's what this conversation is!

I have never heard of any of these movies. So this is all news to me. And don't ask if I live in a cardboard box My family has over 600 movies, most which are black and white, or english.

I didn't know. And I don't care.

BORING!!! Fate is dull. So is breathing.

Hey! I spend my life spouting Monty Python quotes, and marveling at the disinterest of my generation in classic comedy. It's my role in life to be useless.

My current favorite song is The Proof of Your Love by For King and Country

[video=youtube;Km0I5WJIvTU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Km0I5WJIvTU[/video]

Zounds! Why do I get all the hard letters?

maybe. I discovered this a long time ago. But I want to spread the anguish to anyone who didn't know. I'm in a bad mood. Don't mess with me! :sneaky1:

Xeno pies! They are very strange things, and your facination with them is bemusing.

Thanks! I'll talk to him!

Dead as a Dodo.

Xollot nodded, mentally reproaching herself. She had accepted what Xaldin said without thought. A bad and dangerous habit. She didn't know all there was to know about the inner workings of the Organization, but she had seen a lot, and deduced more. She remembered now that she had always seen the members jumbled together, never seeing two together for more than a day at the time. Except, of course, Axel and Roxas. She had rarely seen one without the other. That had been a mistake for Xemnas, she knew that from what she had seen. He was clever. He would not repeat his mistakes. She should have anticipated that.



“I must do some crosswords.” She thought to herself. That would put an edge back on her intellect.



Xollot summoned a corridor of darkness and left the room. This meant that sooner or later, she would have to deal with Larxene, Demyx, Vexen, and a whole slew of ignorant annoying persons. Still, if, after all that, Xemnas allowed her to bend her mind to the Organization's master plans she would be well rewarded. The mental exertion and exultation which she craved was worth the annoyance and boredom it took the get there.


As she appeared in the Grey Area, Xollot frowned a little. Xemnas had shown annoyance, and it wasn't just Xaldin's clanger that had caused it. The annoyance had been directed at her. Was it that she had addressed him as “sir?” Well! She hadn't been prepared to call him “The Superior” until she was sure of a place in the Organization, and she would not call him Xemnas. She did not use first names for a superior. First names were for equals and inferiors. It was as a mark of respect that she had called him sir.

She pulled a Rubix cube from a pocket and began flicking the squares around as she waited for Xaldin.


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Sora lay on his favorite tree on the island. Alone for once, since Kairi was in town with Selphie, and Riku had vanished for a couple of hours, most likely to think, which was what Sora was doing. King Mickey had written. Some way, somehow, the Organization had been resurrected. That meant that Sora would be unable to remain here, in his home world. He would have to leave. But what was he to do? The Heartless were there, they always would be, but not in abundance. For the moment, they were not that much of a threat. And the Organization was but newly risen from the grave, what could they be doing, and how could he stop them? Until those questions were answered there was not a whole lot he could do.


And then there was the question of Roxas and Xion. How had they become separated from him? How had he not felt it? There was no hole, no lapse of memory, nothing to show that a part of him was missing. The first he'd known about it was when Mickey had written. The King wrote that Roxas was weak, too weak to fight, while Xion was asleep. So why did the Organization bother to keep them? Especially given that these same Nobodies, along with Axel, and betrayed them last time? It' didn't make sense.


Sora's feelings were all jumbled. Last time, he had hated the Organization. Pure, and simple. They were his enemies, they threatened his friends, and the worlds. Now...Now there was a bit of pity mixed with the hatred, and sadness. These Nobodies had once been men. People with their wholes lives ahead of them. People that could be a force for the Light; now reduced to fragments. Nothings which had no right to “Be” and existed simply to serve their own ends, and cause havoc for everybody else. And then there was Axel, Roxas and Xion. Roxas and Xion were a part of him, and Axel was a friend. So what was Sora supposed to do? How could he stop the Organization when three of it's members were his friends, people that needed his protection?


Perhaps it was Riku's influence, but Sora's mind, previously so cut and dried, was thrown into confusion. His black and white world had been flung into a myriad of grays. His enemies were no longer just his enemies. His friends were jumbled up amongst them.

ugh/. i didf not go backwards! that was the next letter when i poosted. you guys must have posted nano seconds before i did!