Tournament - Sherlock Holmes vs. The Question

[Bergy_Berg]

Watson locked up his bicycle, scanning the park for his long-time associate. It did not take long for him to identify Holmes, dressed in his usual tweed attire. The detective leaned against a large oak; his legs stretched out before him. 

“You have taken your dear time Watson.” Holmes did not even turn his head, almost as if he had a preternatural ability to identify his friend. “I have sat in this park for no less than 10 minutes awaiting your arrival.” 

Watson chuckled to himself. “You will have to excuse me, I was not expecting to be asked to come out and enjoy nature today.” As the doctor came closer an all too familiar scent overcame him. “Holmes, you haven’t.” 

Sherlock pulled a pipe from under his cloak and took a puff. He exhaled, filling the air around himself and Watson with the smell of opium. 

“Of course, my dear Watson. There is no finer place in this city to light my pipe. This park is poorly patrolled by the local constabulary, children are currently in school, and the trees provide both shade and some protection from the noises of the city.” 

“So did you invite me here to ask if I would like to partake in an illegal substance?” 

“Of course not, I know my vices are of no interest to you. I asked you here to assist me with a mystery.” Holmes motions towards two tables about 100 feet away, where two groups sit around empty pizza boxes. “Do you notice anything strange?” 

Watson takes a moment, watching and listening to the two groups. He gathers his thoughts together in his head, trying to use the methods of deduction that Holmes has displayed over the years of their friendship. “Well, it appears that one of these groups is comprised of large, mutated turtle creatures, and the other has a talking dog. Both mysteries very worthy of your mind.” 

Holmes scoffed. “It’s elementary my dear Watson, these are hardly worthy mysteries. The ‘turtles’ you mention are obviously the result of chemical runoff, and reside in the sewers under this fine city. They appear, normally at night, to fight crime and evil ninjas. They came out today to enjoy some of New York’s finest food. And as for the talking dog, well I will not insult your intelligence by giving you the obvious explanation. Perhaps you will reason that out on your own over time.” 

“Then why did you call me out here.” 

“At first it was simply to have you take me home, as I have over-indulged in my pipe and need some help. I hope you brought the extra helmet as I asked.” 

Watson sighed. “Yes Holmes, I brought it. I feared I might be pedaling for the two of us. But for what other reason am I here? What is the mystery?” 

“Those pizzas were delivered from restaurants across town. The gang with the dog received theirs in just under the requisite half hour, a difficult but not impossible task. But the turtles received theirs far quicker, as if there were no obstacles in the path of the delivery boy. The game is afoot my dear Watson, and I will not rest until I discover the means of locomotion used to traverse this city so quickly.” 

 

 

Meanwhile, far above the Earth, the Huntress pressed a button to open the sliding doors to her boyfriend’s room. “Q, what are you obsessing over now?” 

The Question was pacing in front of a large corkboard. Strings connected pictures of pizza places, parks, and city streets. “There’s something strange happening in Queens. Pizza Time, a small pizza restaurant, was having difficulty making timely deliveries. Customers were angry, refusing to tip or even pay. That is until a month ago. Somehow this little shop is making consistent on time deliveries, regardless of traffic and supervillain activity.” 

“I take it our date night may be off?” 

“There are dark forces at work Helena. No ordinary pizza boy could do this. What means are being employed, and to what ends? Is this pizza being used to mind control the local population? Is there poison in the pepperoni? Why have the customers not asked the question?” 

“Can we at least grab a slice while we investigate?” she sighed. Question is a sweet man, if not a bit much to handle. 

“Of course, we’ll have to. How else can I run the lab tests necessary to know if these pies are part of a diabolical plot?” He caught the glare from Huntress. “Of course, we can also grab some to eat-from a less nefarious establishment.” 

“Fine, but you know the terms.” 

“Of course,” Question’s voice lowered to a whisper. “I wear the red thing later.” 

 

 

 

Sherlock Holmes and the Question are both investigating Pizza Time. The winner is the first to uncover that Peter Parker is indeed Spider-Man. 

[Callisto]

Learn More About
Sherlock Holmes
Read more about Sherlock Holmes at Wikipedia
Official Site: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Links: sherlockian.net Wiki Page A Study in Sherlock

The Question
Read more about The Question at Wikipedia
Official Site: DC Comics Links: Wikipedia Entry - The Question DC Database Entry ...The Question!

[SSJRuss]

Wow.

For some reason reading this just makes me smile. I should have known it was tied to the other matches somehow. Again, I was not expecting this. I mean... the set-up is good while also being under like a thousand words. Well done, Berg.

I like Holmes chances here. I don't know a lot about either detective but I feel that Sherlock's more unorthodox and that will give him the answers he needs.

[Bergy_Berg]

Thanks man. I had a lot of fun writing this match, so I'm glad you could enjoy it.

[patrickthekid]

Great job with the story here. I liked it a lot.

[Fox]

A very strong third entry in the tournament which continues the narrative of the previous two matches.  Taken together with the previous two, it creates a unified and entertaining trilogy of matches.

Nice!

[Callisto]

Match Final Results

Member Ratings:
CBUB Match Judge : 5 Stars x 2
CBUB Match Judge : 5 Stars x 2
CBUB Match Judge : 5 Stars x 2

FPA Calculation:
6 + 0 + 0 + 0 + 0 = 6 Total Votes
( (6 * 5) + (0 * 4) + (0 * 3) + (0 * 2) + (0 * 1) ) = 30 Total Stars Score
30 / 6 = 5.00 Total Rating

MATCH SCORE
Sherlock Holmes: 5
The Question: 1

[SSJRuss]

Holy crap. It's unanimous, Berg. You rock.

[IKA]

Well hot damn, congrats. 

[Bergy_Berg]

I'm about to get a big fat head to match my Snorlax