Heya! I was wondering if anyone was open to having a large scale roleplay, including Sherlock, John, Moriarty, etc; I'd be playing my own character [Oliver Lystander] as well, who would serve as an assistant to either or, depending. It would be open to other original characters as well. For the plot, Moriarty would be presumed dead; Sherlock and John would be investigating a case on a recent murder, in which Oliver would serve as a witness. Little did they know that he serves as a chess piece for Moriarty as to grow closer to them and their circle of trustees, in which the roleplay can and will take its natural course- the endings will be decided by everyone's characters and their decisions, which makes it all the more interesting. If anyone's up for it, go ahead and post. 8D
[Little info on Oliver-
Oliver Lystander, at the age of 24, found himself in the world of detective work by a series of random encounters- the chap comes off as sheepish and reserved, often stumbling over his words and has worked as a butler of sorts for many privileged families, much unlike his own life was. This facade of his assists in him growing closer to suspects or witnesses, often obtaining information on various members of society through the family he works for, all while appearing docile. What further pushes his ruse of being submissive is the rounded eyes he bears upon his angular facial features, a verdant green that is mesmerizing no matter the lighting- blond curls fall upon his forehead, kept prim in order to assist his disguises. That being said, Oliver has only a lean appearance, with no notable muscles that would allow him to loom over others. Though the fellow more often than not asks for cigarettes in high stress situations in order to calm his nerves, he despises the aftertaste and the almost cloudy effect it leaves with him; however, he carries on with the habit to seem out of touch with his nerves and less likely to be a threat, being seemingly dependent. Oliver, thanks to his career, has a wide set of skills; whether it range from simple lock picking to certain strategies on investigations and murders, his actual persona a reserved man who speaks little, until one happens to grow closer to him. Wry and wise, he's not one to throw his weight about, but this side of him is near impossible to unravel, considering his two-faced habits of switching identities- he's prone to mood swings, charming and flirtatious as he can be one second to another. It's unknown if his true name really is Oliver, though it's for certain his last name has been forged; born in Manchester, he's resided in England ever since, his fragile persona being his post prevalent disguise. This is supposed to be a result of his childhood, where he bore little to no confidence because of an illness he carries to this day; though he allows it to be visible in his sheepish identity, Oliver has a hold on its effects on him in other scenarios. Oftentimes, he suffers from epileptic fits, fever, paleness, migraines; in which he postpones with medicine. However, this medicine shaves off more of his lifespan, leaving him in a lose-lose situation that pushed him to become apart of the detective world. The only problem? His life expectancy stretches to his mid thirties.]
[Little info on Oliver-
Oliver Lystander, at the age of 24, found himself in the world of detective work by a series of random encounters- the chap comes off as sheepish and reserved, often stumbling over his words and has worked as a butler of sorts for many privileged families, much unlike his own life was. This facade of his assists in him growing closer to suspects or witnesses, often obtaining information on various members of society through the family he works for, all while appearing docile. What further pushes his ruse of being submissive is the rounded eyes he bears upon his angular facial features, a verdant green that is mesmerizing no matter the lighting- blond curls fall upon his forehead, kept prim in order to assist his disguises. That being said, Oliver has only a lean appearance, with no notable muscles that would allow him to loom over others. Though the fellow more often than not asks for cigarettes in high stress situations in order to calm his nerves, he despises the aftertaste and the almost cloudy effect it leaves with him; however, he carries on with the habit to seem out of touch with his nerves and less likely to be a threat, being seemingly dependent. Oliver, thanks to his career, has a wide set of skills; whether it range from simple lock picking to certain strategies on investigations and murders, his actual persona a reserved man who speaks little, until one happens to grow closer to him. Wry and wise, he's not one to throw his weight about, but this side of him is near impossible to unravel, considering his two-faced habits of switching identities- he's prone to mood swings, charming and flirtatious as he can be one second to another. It's unknown if his true name really is Oliver, though it's for certain his last name has been forged; born in Manchester, he's resided in England ever since, his fragile persona being his post prevalent disguise. This is supposed to be a result of his childhood, where he bore little to no confidence because of an illness he carries to this day; though he allows it to be visible in his sheepish identity, Oliver has a hold on its effects on him in other scenarios. Oftentimes, he suffers from epileptic fits, fever, paleness, migraines; in which he postpones with medicine. However, this medicine shaves off more of his lifespan, leaving him in a lose-lose situation that pushed him to become apart of the detective world. The only problem? His life expectancy stretches to his mid thirties.]
