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6 yrs ago
Done with uni forever, whoo
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7 yrs ago
Constantly dead from uni and physical health shit
8 yrs ago
I've got the flu, so responses are gonna be slow
9 yrs ago
I actually have some time to roleplay, for once
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9 yrs ago
Exams are happening.

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Mid 20s. Been here a long time, generally only join friend's rps. Constantly tired. Masc nonbinary, preference for they pronouns but he are ok too!

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"Ugh," Sherlock made a face. "Doesn't sound too nice. There are far more useful and interesting things to do with a frog than eat it. Loads of experiments can be done... So many experiments." The eleven year old seemed to stare into the distance for a few moment, looking quite thoughtful. He quickly snapped out of it though, attention moving back to John. "But why would you do it to impress girls?" He looked genuinely confused. Sherlock was yet to come across someone that he was attracted to. His mother believed that when he grew older he would come into it, but the whole idea repulsed him. He'd already classed himself as asexual. As it was he didn't care what other people liked, as long as he didn't have to see it. It was bad enough when Greg stayed over with them and him and Mycroft would hold hands and sometimes kiss and... Blegh. Not what he wanted to see. At all. "I think we get to choose. I hope so, and if we don't we can sneak onto the same boat or something. I don't want to be in a boat with someone else."
Day this time xD Just busy and everything being hectic cause week after exams and weird stuff going and everything ;)
(It's fine, don't worry about it!)

"So why did you know what frog tasted like, then? What kind of dare was it?" Sherlock tilted his head slightly, curiosity sparking in his eyes. He wanted to know. He wanted to know everything he couldn't deduce about his friend, actually. "The beans are good, in moderation. Although I can generally tell which one is which. Its amusing to specifically give horrible ones to Greg and other people." He smirked slightly as he took the box, looking around before taking out a yellow one. He popped it in his mouth, making a slight face. "I thought it was lemon... Banana isn't exactly bad though. Should have known, it was quite pale." Sherlock followed John's gaze to outside, noticing that it was beginning to get dark. They would probably reach the school soon enough. "Yup. And there are such things as lights, John. And lumos." He grinned. Not that any other first years would know how to use the lumos spell. "And anyway most take carriages and we're not exactly going to be left to fend for ourselves. Someone will lead us there. The groundkeeper I think, whoever that is. It's perfectly safe I think." He shrugged with a smile. "Anyway, boats will be fun! We'll be able to be in one together and stuff."
Sorry yesterday was messed up too... Working on a reply though :) May take a while cause I'm busy atm xD
"I guess I do do that," Sherlock replied with a smile. "And I apologise, it is not something I have ever looked into much and as a result do not have enough information to make a clear explanation. But yeah, I'm sure you'll learn everything." He nodded with a grin at John. "You would and will quickly pass fellow students as they are all really idiots, something which or are not. Mostly. But your welcome, though you are intelligent enough as it is without my help." Just not as intelligent as Sherlock. Sherlock prided himself as being a bit of a genius. The only person who could ever really make him feel stupid was Mycroft. It was probably why the two didn't get on to well. He looked slightly amused at John's outburst. "I did say that they were every flavour beans. And it means every flavour." He tilted his head. "I will not ask if you do not want me to." He wouldn't deduce it either. That would be going against John's trust in him. "Believe me, I know what its like to eat something that tastes horrible... I once ate a slug as an experiment." He made a face. "On the topic of slugs... Jelly slug?" He held the bag out, which had about two left in it. "Might take the taste away."
Ah, okay... And that sucks O.o

I'm not going to be able to reply cause I'm about to go to bed and the site has been unavailable for over two hours during the time I would normally reply -.- sorry but tomorrow def
"Yes, we do, we're not exactly perfect," Sherlock replied with a nod. "We worked with the human government, I think, but mostly try to keep it away from muggles as much as possible. Most of the attacks were focused on wizards and witches anyway. If Voldemort had won the muggles really would have been affected by it." He frowned. He wasn't really sure how the muggles didn't know. Magic? He wasn't sure. He should know. But he didn't really. Mycroft undoubtedly would but Sherlock had no wish to ask him. "I glad you don't have a problem with it," Sherlock laughed, before pouting. "But John my brilliance needs encouragement!" He was surprised how easy it was to joke with John, just relax and sort of let go. Most of the time he was quite uptight and not exactly comfortable in other people's company. With John it was different, though. He felt completely comfortable and pretty happy. John was his friend. He liked having a conversation with John.
"Yes, I know, do you have a problem with it?" Sherlock smiled back with a teasing light in his eye. "Ooo, yes! I would like to as well. It is forbidden, of course, but I am sure we will be able to. Later in the year, I think, when we know more magic." He nodded. Definitely. He wanted to know what was in there that made it forbidden." He tilted his head at the mention of Harry Potter, nodding slightly. "Everyone knows about Harry Potter," Sherlock sighed. "Every child is told about him." He rolled his eyes. "Basically there was this dark wizard called Voldemort who was trying to take over the world and doing quite well. His followers were death eaters who also used dark magic, including the three forbidden spells. Voldemort seemed to be quite fond of the killing curse. He used this to kill Harry's parents and Harry was protected by his mother's love and sacrifice for him or some stupid thing like that, killing Voldemort and making Harry the boy the lived. Voldemort had actually split his soul in seven ages before and made what were called horcruxes that contained his soul in a way. He couldn't die until these were destroyed. He came back in Harry's fourth year and caused some havoc. Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts then, was searching for horcruxes. In Harry's sixth year Dumbledore took him to find a horcrux, drank some potion to get it and it did something. I don't really remember all the details. They then went back were Snape, potions teacher, killed Dumbledore at the orders of Voldemort. Harry didn't go to school for his seventh year instead hunting horcruxes. They got most before returning to Hogwarts for one. Here Voldemort came and there was a huge battle. Harry turned himself in and Voldemort killed him. Turned out Harry was a horcrux and that part of him was killed so when it wasn't expected he revealed he was still alive. Another boy destroyed the final horcrux and they killed Voldemort, winning the second wizarding war." He shrugged slightly with a smile. "Brief version, its all a bit boring and not really essential to know but its been drilled into my brain so much that I can't seem to delete it.
It is going to be the cutest thing ever xD They'll just prank everyone and noone will know its them and they will be best of friends and then more and aww <3 xD
Oh my gosh that's terrible O.o which show?

Also I'll try to reply today ;)
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