Sherlock: All right? Are you all right? John: Sherlo- Sherlock, I'm fine. - Sherlock panicking whilst he pulls John's coat off in 'The Great Game'.
His intelligence has always set him apart from everyone else (and I think that whilst this paragraph is mostly filled with speculation, it all works out until we meet the present day Sherlock Holmes). This means that he's always been regarded as 'odd', and it's a part he's literally fallen into. At a very young age, Sherlock learnt that he wasn't like everyone else, and he learnt that he had to make certain allowances to become like them. He learnt to fake smiles, he learnt that crying was an emotional response that lead others to feel sympathy for you, and he learnt that being intelligent wasn't necessarily a good thing. He built himself from the ground up, because that's what he had to do to be considered 'normal', and for a long while, he was content pretending. This is why he's so good at falling into someone else's shoes, faked or otherwise, because he's had a lot of practise pretending to be everyone other than himself. Being a genius certainly has its drawbacks, and to be a genius in the first place means that other things have to balance out the brilliance of the mind. For every excellent quality Sherlock has, he has a flaw to counter it.
Sherlock Holmes is nothing short of amazing. He has an eidetic memory, which is rare in of itself, and as a result of this, he can run through the various and erratic stages of his mind, often coming up with disjointed thoughts that eventually fit the big picture. He's always thinking, always above everyone else, always faster and always following something that seems improbable or even completely random to other people. To himself, his thoughts make perfect, logical sense, and he can't quite understand why people have such trouble keeping up with him. Because his mind is so much faster than the average person, he has to dumb himself down and explain things at every step, which is obviously irritating for him so he often ignores questions and concentrates on his own. It's obvious that he's not used to having a partner, and it does take him a while to get used to the idea of sharing thoughts aloud when he would usually just keep them to himself and start running off somewhere.
Being so intelligent can have some major problems, and Sherlock can't really cope at all when he's not got something to keep his brain working. He literally falls short, content to laze around on the couch wearing nothing other than his pyjamas until a new case falls into his lap. He won't go out searching for one, people have to come to him. He's been known to do a lot of strange things when cases are limited, such as experiment on decapitated heads, hit corpses with riding crops, put eyeballs in the microwave and he's even shot the wall, claiming that '(the wall) had it coming'. Whenever he's in one of his moods, it's usually best to leave him be, as no one can really get through to him. He sometimes goes for days on end without speaking a word, and it's also not a stretch to see him picking up his violin to cure his continuous boredom.
John: Who are you? What do you do? Sherlock: I'm a consulting detective. The only one in the world - I invented the job. John: What does that mean? Sherlock: It means when the police are out of their depth - which is always - they consult me. - Their first proper conversation in the back of a taxi, 'A Study In Pink'.
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John: Sherlo- Sherlock, I'm fine.
- Sherlock panicking whilst he pulls John's coat off in 'The Great Game'.
His intelligence has always set him apart from everyone else (and I think that whilst this paragraph is mostly filled with speculation, it all works out until we meet the present day Sherlock Holmes). This means that he's always been regarded as 'odd', and it's a part he's literally fallen into. At a very young age, Sherlock learnt that he wasn't like everyone else, and he learnt that he had to make certain allowances to become like them. He learnt to fake smiles, he learnt that crying was an emotional response that lead others to feel sympathy for you, and he learnt that being intelligent wasn't necessarily a good thing. He built himself from the ground up, because that's what he had to do to be considered 'normal', and for a long while, he was content pretending. This is why he's so good at falling into someone else's shoes, faked or otherwise, because he's had a lot of practise pretending to be everyone other than himself. Being a genius certainly has its drawbacks, and to be a genius in the first place means that other things have to balance out the brilliance of the mind. For every excellent quality Sherlock has, he has a flaw to counter it.
Sherlock Holmes is nothing short of amazing. He has an eidetic memory, which is rare in of itself, and as a result of this, he can run through the various and erratic stages of his mind, often coming up with disjointed thoughts that eventually fit the big picture. He's always thinking, always above everyone else, always faster and always following something that seems improbable or even completely random to other people. To himself, his thoughts make perfect, logical sense, and he can't quite understand why people have such trouble keeping up with him. Because his mind is so much faster than the average person, he has to dumb himself down and explain things at every step, which is obviously irritating for him so he often ignores questions and concentrates on his own. It's obvious that he's not used to having a partner, and it does take him a while to get used to the idea of sharing thoughts aloud when he would usually just keep them to himself and start running off somewhere.
Being so intelligent can have some major problems, and Sherlock can't really cope at all when he's not got something to keep his brain working. He literally falls short, content to laze around on the couch wearing nothing other than his pyjamas until a new case falls into his lap. He won't go out searching for one, people have to come to him. He's been known to do a lot of strange things when cases are limited, such as experiment on decapitated heads, hit corpses with riding crops, put eyeballs in the microwave and he's even shot the wall, claiming that '(the wall) had it coming'. Whenever he's in one of his moods, it's usually best to leave him be, as no one can really get through to him. He sometimes goes for days on end without speaking a word, and it's also not a stretch to see him picking up his violin to cure his continuous boredom.
John: Who are you? What do you do?
Sherlock: I'm a consulting detective. The only one in the world - I invented the job.
John: What does that mean?
Sherlock: It means when the police are out of their depth - which is always - they consult me.
- Their first proper conversation in the back of a taxi, 'A Study In Pink'.