I'm totally addicted now trying to find people on there to talk about Sherlock with. Finally got this one...not a long one but quite cute:

Haha! The one with mrs Hudson was cute ^^ It sound fun! I definitely have to try it
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Just tried the "looking for Jhon -SH" thing.
Reply: oh god -.- not again..

And then they started to talk about Chuck Norris -.-`

It's quite entertaining! ^_^

Last edited by Ceto (February 24, 2012 10:39 pm)

yeah, the fun part is seeking out the fans!

Stranger: hi
You: Hi sorry I jumped and then disappeared like that. Awkward business.
Stranger: ? lol okay?
You: I am now, it was messy for a while
Stranger: what happened?
You: You saw what happened. I had to do it
Stranger: and you did a very good job, he deserved every little bit you did to him.
You: I didn't do much really, he did it to himself
Stranger: whatever helps you get through the day, but you did good.
You: I guess so, but don't make me a hero. Heroes dont exist & if they did I wouldn't be one.
Stranger: Hero, your a lengend, he was scum, and he got what was coming to him.
You: Yes and now we have to pick up the pieces and move on. It wont be easy
Stranger: what is there to pick up? his body is in the river right? we'll just tell the cops he went on vacation and never came back.
You: I don't really know where his body is. I think my brother got rid of it
Stranger: good, don't your hands dirty kid, the last thing you need is 5'0 on your ass.
You: good lord they are fools! Anyway have you seen Molly? I think I led her on.
Stranger: she vent on vacation, haven't heard from her since.
You: oh god, I hope I didn't break her heart. But I cannot look at her in that way. I love you!
Stranger: your a woman right? cause uhhh i don't swing that way.
You: oh don't play silly with me! We've shared the flat for long enough now!
You: Maybe 'love' was too strong a word?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.




DOH!

LOL, I get the impression they didn't actually catch on to the whole Sherlock thing! Although sometimes it's even funnier when the joke is one sided!

I've been too afraid to Omegle for ages but I finally plucked up the courage and here is my first (and rather short and non-eventful) role play:

You: Her hands were shaking as she lifted her fist to knock; It was quite late but Sherlock was still working hard in his office. If she was going to do this, she had to do it now. So, trembling terribly, she stepped forward and knocked...
Stranger: He knows she is outside before he hears the soft knock of her fist against the wood of the door. The soft approaching footsteps,
and the shuffle of feet as she seemingly fights an internal battle. He stares at the door with raised eyebrows. "Come in," he says, his voice slightly gruff from lack of use, "and dear God, tell me you've brought coffee. I'm gasping, Molly."
You: "I… err," she stammered, her mouth becoming dry as well. "The Machine was broken so I... but... I could get you some from the canteen; it's no trouble, really! It's just downstairs..."
You: Her voice trailed off as she noticed the quizzical stare she was receiving.
Stranger: Sherlock heaves a great sigh of annoyance before cutting her off with a - "That won't be necessary." It is almost as if he does not even register her presence after that as he fiddles with different slides under the microscope, swapping them in for each other, placing each one down with a frustrated huff.
You: "So, how are you?" She fumbled, ringing her hands in anxiety, "Is there anything I can help you with?" She put on her warmest smile and inspected one of the slides, only to have it snatched from her grasp...
Stranger: "You really don't want to be touching that." His voice is sharp, his expression firm, "that one is the strongest of the lot... acid. It burnt through my glove at the scene of the crime." He places it back down on the table, still not looking at her, "I would keep away, if I were you."
You: "Oh," Stammered Molly, looking hurt, "So, how's life?�  After saying this she blushed, realising the hopelessness of her attempt at conversation.
Stranger: Sherlock places his hands either side of the microscope. "Don't try and make conversation, Molly," he mutters, "I'm sure we have had this conversation before."
You: Molly glanced around, as if to try and think of something to say. "Do you like cheesecake" She blurted, "There's some in the Canteen if you'd like?"
Stranger: "Working," he replies absentmindedly, "don't eat when I'm working..."
You: "Tea?" She asked hopefully, "Orange juice?  Or Milk? Or Water… anything?�  She was becoming desperate now!
Stranger: "Fetch me the book in lab number 17," he says finally, "the one with the red leather binding."
You: Molly jumped at the sound of his voice then muttered with delight as she trotted off happily to complete her errand. Soon she returned clutching a book, large and thick but surrounded with blue binding. She glanced hopefully up at Sherlock, her eyes full of pure adoration.
Stranger: He doesn't even have to look at it to know it is the incorrect volume. "Red, Molly, I said red!" he exclaims.
You: "Oh!" She muttered, "I thought it was...�  Again off she went and this time returned with the correct book and a couple of mugs. "The machine is fixed!" She chirped.
Stranger: "Fabulous," he mutters under his breath, "put the book over there and turn to page 472."
You: "Don't you want your coffee?" She asked, "I got it how you like it..." She placed the cups on a mat and turned to the book. "Ooh, foliage, interesting..."
Stranger: "I said 472, not 475!" he snaps, "now. Page four seven two, paragraph six, third word in. What does it say about acids?"
You: "Acids? Um... oh, here! Hydra... Hydro..."
Stranger: "Hydrofluoric acid!" he crows, "yes! I knew it. Quickly, pass me the slide on the left. That's the side furthest away from me."
You: Startled by this sudden outburst, she stumbled and knocked all the slides to the floor. She gasped and dropped to the floor desperately trying to gather them up. All the time muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I don't know what... I’m sorry!"
Stranger: "Don't touch it!" Sherlock cries, "hydrofluoric acid, does that mean nothing to you?! It'll eat through your skin, your clothes your- God, just move away!"
You: "My clothes?" She yelped and brushed her self down. "I am Sorry" she repeated.
Stranger: "Leave it," he snaps, "just... Just leave it." He whirls around wildly, searching for a clock. Phone... where did he put his-- "Time?!" he orders, "What's the time?"
You: "5 past, no 10 past, sorry, 10 to." She squinted at her watch "Big hand near 11, little hand just past 10!"
Stranger: He is distracted momentarily, stares at her in disbelief. "Can you... not tell the time?"
You: "Well," she mumbles, embarrassed. "I usually have a digital one but I dropped that in the bath so..."
Stranger: "Right." Sherlock says, forgetting the initial question, "morning or afternoon?"
You: "Um, Evening." She said but on realising that this was not an option she returned "Afternoon, late afternoon."
Stranger: "Where's my coat?" he looks wildly around him, "I need to go to the crime scene and fetch more samples. Those ones are useless now."
You: "Your coat" she mumbled, "Oh, here... But wait, you forget your coffee!"
Stranger: "No time for coffee!!" He exclaims, sidestepping her with a smile, "get this mess cleaned up... carefully. Wait. You know what? Get someone else to do it."

A bit dodgy but I enjoyed it!

Very good idea is to start a conversation like this:

You: What is it like in your funny little brains?

Guess what comes next? lol

No. Not easy, esp. not for not native speekers...
"asl" - what does that mean?

Had it sometimes, too, that the stranger was writing endless. I think it's some mistake in the connection, so I just went on writing. 

Well... and very often they are interested in ......errr.... "different" things....
Molly!!! Stay out there!! 

Aaahh! Dankeschön tobe! 

Just noticed it works better when you put in "Sherlock" into the interest-field before you go into chat...

Molly, me too.... (lousy language problems all the time....)

If we all try, we could meet each other there - without knowing. LOL