Tentative plans, but at least I finally decided! T^T
Sherlock is going to be a 160-year old zombie. He was locked in a battle to the death with his archenemy, an evil maths professor who was dead set on proving himself to be the cleverest man in the world, setting up murderous games to lure in other geniuses to kill them. In 1893, Sherlock grappled with him at the Reichenbach Falls, but both fell to their deaths.
Sherlock wasn't sure how, and it remains his greatest mystery, of how he 'survived.' Perhaps the Professor had dabbled in some magic, perhaps someone had cursed him. Regardless, Helen Magnus found Sherlock washed up on the shore downstream, and assisted him henceforth. Especially when he needed patching up and putting back together, which, considering his general recklessness, happened occasionally.
Sherlock continued his detective work, going on crime-solving adventures with Helen.
Eventually he ended up in Portland, wanting to be close to the Sanctuary and Helen, as he was more than a century old and in constant need of repair. He retained none of his original limbs, opting to use prosthetics, but mostly other people's limbs, bits and bobs from the hospital morgue where he currently works as a forensic pathologist (basically he does what Molly Hooper does from his canon). He basically has full run of the place and fills in for whatever is needed morgue-wise because most people would gladly let a zombie deal with the dead since they don't have to worry about it themselves. Or the smell. He's still a consulting detective and is often hired by the Coroner to determine causes of death, as he's an expert. He would have gotten the proper degrees at some point for this job too, since he's had quite a bit of time to himself.
He's led a quiet life since leaving England and most people don't remember Sherlock Holmes, despite having been semi-famous in the turn of the century. He's faced entirely too much discrimination against the dead, and doesn't want to risk getting that famous again as it's tedious. So he quietly solves mysteries in Portland. And Totally Helps Gon Out With Stuff.
His body is a mess by now, a patchwork job of replacement parts, and he has no idea how or why he's still around. However his head is still in fairly good shape, and he only looks gray and pale, with dark circles under his near-white, frosted eyes. He wears gloves and his long coat to hide everything else.
He tries to use febreeze a lot.
Memories will be completely rewritten with bits and pieces returning as time passes.
CR Potential: -Access to bodies -Access to hospital and blood bank -Any detective work to be done -Anyone who knows him from England -Monty Python-style-losing-limbs hilarity
Sherlock Holmes
Sherlock is going to be a 160-year old zombie. He was locked in a battle to the death with his archenemy, an evil maths professor who was dead set on proving himself to be the cleverest man in the world, setting up murderous games to lure in other geniuses to kill them. In 1893, Sherlock grappled with him at the Reichenbach Falls, but both fell to their deaths.
Sherlock wasn't sure how, and it remains his greatest mystery, of how he 'survived.' Perhaps the Professor had dabbled in some magic, perhaps someone had cursed him. Regardless, Helen Magnus found Sherlock washed up on the shore downstream, and assisted him henceforth. Especially when he needed patching up and putting back together, which, considering his general recklessness, happened occasionally.
Sherlock continued his detective work, going on crime-solving adventures with Helen.
Eventually he ended up in Portland, wanting to be close to the Sanctuary and Helen, as he was more than a century old and in constant need of repair. He retained none of his original limbs, opting to use prosthetics, but mostly other people's limbs, bits and bobs from the hospital morgue where he currently works as a forensic pathologist (basically he does what Molly Hooper does from his canon). He basically has full run of the place and fills in for whatever is needed morgue-wise because most people would gladly let a zombie deal with the dead since they don't have to worry about it themselves. Or the smell. He's still a consulting detective and is often hired by the Coroner to determine causes of death, as he's an expert. He would have gotten the proper degrees at some point for this job too, since he's had quite a bit of time to himself.
He's led a quiet life since leaving England and most people don't remember Sherlock Holmes, despite having been semi-famous in the turn of the century. He's faced entirely too much discrimination against the dead, and doesn't want to risk getting that famous again as it's tedious. So he quietly solves mysteries in Portland. And Totally Helps Gon Out With Stuff.
His body is a mess by now, a patchwork job of replacement parts, and he has no idea how or why he's still around. However his head is still in fairly good shape, and he only looks gray and pale, with dark circles under his near-white, frosted eyes. He wears gloves and his long coat to hide everything else.
He tries to use febreeze a lot.
Memories will be completely rewritten with bits and pieces returning as time passes.
CR Potential:
-Access to bodies
-Access to hospital and blood bank
-Any detective work to be done
-Anyone who knows him from England
-Monty Python-style-losing-limbs hilarity