What else could happen to Sherlock?

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Posted by Schmiezi
October 2, 2014 5:05 pm
#41

Good for Sherlock and John too, now that I consider it ...


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Posted by tonnaree
October 2, 2014 5:09 pm
#42

Press on!


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Posted by nakahara
October 3, 2014 5:05 pm
#43

Wow, I really like the idea of human pressing machine from "The Engineers Thumb" making an appearance in Sherlock! It was one of my guesses in the "dark twists" thread because I thought at the time that a stuff like this will be irresistible for horror-lover like Mark Gatiss - and that he will definitely bring it into the story eventually. Now it looks very promising - cool!

As to where we could find human pressing machines in London... well, I guess it will be something similar like the thing in the canon - the ordinary looking room without furniture which will be later revealed to be a hydraulic press in disguise.

And yes, John and Sherlock could definitely be pressed by it until they are forced to be glued to each other from head to toe, I subscribe to that!  

I just hope none of our heroes will loose a thumb or some other limb in this adventure - I like them whole and fit, thank you!


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I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window there. Was there ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them?

 


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