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filed away under; all things that should have happened

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undrunkscotsman:

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I just keep seeing this as young!Sherlock. Like THIS is the man Lestrade first met, high as a kite, smiling, more aggressive, more emotional. He likes the new Sherlock, the one he sees with John. Sherlock had shut down without the drugs- but with John, it’s all the emotion, the joy… but now it’s REAL, without the desperation it had before.

Um. Reblogging for this amazing commentary. Wow. Headcanon accepted.

WHAT A FUCKING HEADCANON

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missnk:

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hypothermiclegumes:

cheesoisuncool:

one of the most bizarre and hilarious videos ive ever found

this guy, on a livestream, goes on the old microsoft worlds servers where a group of users distubingly seem to have been waiting since the 90s for newcomers to show around the place

I am legitimately freaked out by this. I fully believe that some pure evil force created this and whoever plays it is cursed with inevitable damnation.

This is like LSD became an MMO and, by some miracle of satan, it managed to become creepier. Like, a LOT creepier.

This is the far edge of the internet, where reason and sanity break down and the world as we know it ceases to exist.

I found this again, why didn’t I reblog it the first time

because christ

Since this came around, I feel like I should talk a bit

I promised I wouldn’t but whatever

Me and some pals played this and encountered firsthand the subject of a vast underground reservoir of paranormal lore and /x/ creepypasta.

We discovered multiple things:

1) There are legitimately people who still play this game. They still log on, chat to eachother, and converse in lingo you only thought existed in hilariously bad dating adbots.

2) There is more than likely a cult ingrained within the community. They wear similiar avatars, stalk players and send disturbing and vague messages. They appear to have control over other players and aren’t bound by the maps of the game. None of the other regulars acknowledge their existence.

3) We danced around one of which with our ridiculous avatars and he teleported us to a hell map for a satanic ritual, forcing our accounts to recite things.

4) Then he teleported us to a gay bar.

It was incredible. If you can convince some friends to experience this with you, you will hold it with you for the rest of your life.

Someone play this with me.

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