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thevictoriandetective) wrote2016-11-19 01:09 am
thevictoriandetective) wrote2016-11-19 01:09 am
App for Mask or Menace
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Sherlock Holmes
CHARACTER AGE: 34
SERIES: BBC Sherlock
CHRONOLOGY: (UPDATED) Season 4
CLASS: Hero
HOUSING: Roommates.
BACKGROUND:
London, England -- exactly as it exists today, full of mobiles, people on bicycles zipping in front of buses, everyone crossing the street at the worst possible time, however with one difference: a certain consulting detective has made his home in it. Sherlock lives in a flat in central London, with his best friend and roommate John Watson, and together, they solve crimes. It's as simple and as complicated as that.
Sherlock was born in the early eighties in Sussex, to a well-off family. This included Mycroft and Sherrinford, his older brothers. Sherrinford died of mysterious circumstances when Sherlock was just a toddler, and it upset him to find out that his eldest brother, the one who kindly read him stories, wasn't coming back anymore. It sparked an interest of the macabre in him, a fascination with death and mystery. He became exceedingly close to the middle--now oldest--sibling, Mycroft. As kind as their parents were, some of the things they did ended up creating the rather acerbic personalities that the brothers shared. Their mother was so concerned with developing their hyper-intelligence, and being a flaky genius herself, ended up isolating the duo at their charming country home, giving them loads of books and games and toys but neglecting to let them meet up with other children. The only real interaction they'd both get was when they finally went off to school.
A few years in and they were transferred to boarding school, where Mycroft did well and Sherlock suffered terribly. He was bullied and incessantly lonely. He did well enough academically, and was even on the fencing team, but it was a very lonely life. His interest in the macabre and mystery was even more compelled by the mysterious death of Carl Powers. This was the first case he became interested in, the place where he 'began' his career. He'd learned something that others called a 'trick'--he could tell your whole life story from just a look. The young Sherlock's observational powers were like nothing else, and Mycroft encouraged and helped him. He ended up throwing himself into the subjects that was more interesting to him than others, such as chemistry, which he went to university for and became a graduate chemist. He met one person that nearly became his friend, Victor Trevor. Sherlock was far too raw and fresh from all those years of bullying from being 'different', and his dabbling with drugs had reached an all-time high and drove Victor away. Sherlock barely managed to graduate, and the next couple of years were nothing but an addled blur. Mycroft did his best to try to save him, begging him to at least write a 'list' of what he'd taken.
What had saved Sherlock's life, ironically, was crime.
The detective had witnessed the remains of a murder scene as he himself was struggling to find his way home and despite himself, he was able to read enough of the scene to help Scotland Yard. They were shocked to find the obvious drug addict had successfully pointed out the exact place they could find the criminal within the next hour, from nothing more than a bit of chipped paint and a footprint. They weren't exactly keen on his help, however, and a few of the more rude ones chased him off.
Instead of discouraging him, this in fact, inspired him. He wanted to prove them wrong more than anything else. Since they didn't find the criminal, he'd go and prove it. He shaved and put on the only good proper coat that he had left, what his brother had given to him, and went off to fetch him. He left the criminal in a tied-up heap at the door of Scotland Yard itself, which caught the attention of one detective, Greg Lestrade. He struck up a conversation with the strange young man who seemed to know everything about him with just a look. He realized he was in fact, a junkie--despite covering up it was fairly obvious--and offered to give him a couple of cold cases to look into, perhaps he could consult on them?
This was the spark that turned him from a junkie destined to overdose for good, to a consulting detective.
With the money his brother gave him to help him get back on his feet, he found an apartment on Montague Street, set up a website and his own business. Not that he really did it for money, actually. In fact, he didn't even ask for money. He became a regular at London's most gruesome and mysterious crime scenes, wishing to focus more on the odd, peculiar, and difficult, all with Lestrade's help. He was beyond excited at the prospects of this, and this had become his life's work.
A couple years later, despite his success and his abstaining from drugs as they meddled with his ability to work properly, he was still lonely and had no friends. Lestrade was the closest thing, but they had more of a professional working relationship.
All this changed when a mutual friend, Mike Stamford, brought one Dr. John Watson into Bart's.
It was the beginning of something amazing. Sherlock had deduced everything he could from the young doctor, and realized that this was a person that he wouldn't actually hate to be around. He went through great pains to try to get him to like him, even 'curing' him of his psychosomatic limp. John's shooting of the cabbie cemented their utter loyalty to each other, which both would repay time and time again. Sherlock kept him at arm's length for some time though, as much as he enjoyed his company especially at crime scenes, his insecurities and fears manifested as a particular prickly coldness. Trying to keep his emotions hidden, at bay, as Mycroft had taught him for all those many years.
The appearance of Moriarty confirmed his existence and created a new threat that both men nearly died for when he first appeared. Irene Adler made him question his opinions on Sentiment and the appearance of the Hound made him face fear, real honest fear for the first time in a long time.
The Reichenbach Fall tested the strength of Sherlock and John's friendship, with the latter thinking he was dead and the former forced to fake his suicide so that he could dismantle Moriarty's network, which was horribly dangerous in and of itself. He spent two years, encountering countless missions and deadly situations. He was no stranger to torture during this time, and he still bears the scars of it on his back to the present day.
Upon his return to 'life', John did not trust him as easily and Sherlock went through great pains to get back into his life and get him to trust him again. He was thrown off by Mary's presence, though he quite liked her initially. They mostly patched up their relationship and Sherlock was adamant in helping Mary plan the wedding. Sherlock revealed the true depth of his feelings during the Best Man speech, which excitingly enough involved an almost-murder. However, he left the wedding early, feeling as lonely as he did before he had met John as everyone in the reception had someone, except for him.
Going against Charles Augustus Magnussen was probably a giant mistake, and Sherlock paid dearly for it. He was shot by Mary, though he agreed to take on her 'case', and eventually shot Magnussen after running out of options. It was what he had warned Irene about--sentiment. Sentiment destroyed Sherlock's life, he had given up everything, absolutely everything to protect John via Mary. He could have been shot there by the helicopters, and at the very least he had given up the work, which was the most important thing to him before John came into the picture.
Sherlock was confined to solitary for a week where he was subject to the deterioration of his mind and soul-crushing boredom, even as he tried to stay within his mind palace as much as possible. He knew there was no way out of the deadly mission that he was given after the week was up, and had somehow obtained a large dosage of drugs which he took before going on the plane to his destination as he said good-bye to John.
Moriarty's sudden 'appearance' made Sherlock immediately go back into his mind palace and run a simulation as to how Moriarty could possibly be alive. However he ended up overdosing on the drugs he'd taken and it nearly killed him as he became trapped in the simulation in his Mind Palace.
Present day leads to Sherlock, contrite over what he'd just done but still ready to get to work, getting into the car with John and Mary to find out exactly what 'Moriarty' had in store...
PERSONALITY:
Sherlock, on the outside, is the most cold-hearted, horrible, arrogant, miserable misanthrope anyone's had the displeasure of meeting. He's awful and rude, not to mention brutally honest, but mostly because he simply wants people to hurry up and get on with things, as he's driven to boredom by people being too slow to talk to him.
On the inside Sherlock is a passionate, loyal, eager, loving and highly-emotional person. He's so overly emotional that he actively suppresses it. This also comes from Mycroft, as Mycroft knows that Sherlock is the kind of person that can get so attached to someone or something that it could destroy him one day. This is why he tries to impress upon him, 'caring is not an advantage.' Sherlock himself knows that when he gets emotional it messes with his ability to think logically. He will indeed get so attached to a person--John--that he would throw everything of value to himself, including his own life, away for that person. He would kill for that person. Mycroft, of course, is just as passionately protective of his little brother and has done his best to cultivate Sherlock's logical side to suppress his true nature in order to save his life.
Sherlock loves his friends deeply, he cares very much for Mrs. Hudson, Molly, and Mary, and loves John more than any other person in the world. Despite their prickly relationship, he also cares for Mycroft.
Sherlock has a desperate need to prove himself clever. It's tied up in his self-worth. He actually does want to be liked, despite his behavior seeming otherwise. He went through much trouble to include John in his life when they first met, for example, curing him of his psychosomatic limp, cleaning up a bit in the flat, bringing him along on cases. His callous treatment of John, Molly and others like Mrs. Hudson, was only because he had poor social skills or was impatient. He was usually in a hurry or didn't care if people thought he was rude. He became much less rude as his friendship with John progressed.
He professed to not care what people think. He actually does, as John said, 'you'd care if they thought you were a fraud.' Sherlock cares for what the people close to him think, which was why he was so angry for a moment when he thought that John was buying into Moriarty's duplicity.
As of the end of The Abominable Bride, Sherlock is realizing that despite his belief that sentiment is still a disadvantage, despite his self-loathing of emotions, he's willing to go against these beliefs to fight for John Watson. He knows well that killing Magnussen was basically ending his own life--whether that literally or figuratively--and he did it because John Watson's happiness was more important to him than his own. Sherlock's walls had finally come down to the point where he had let himself care for John, no matter the hurt he would have to go through. Before, Sherlock kept people at arm's length because of the bad things that had happened to him all through his childhood and his young adult life. Mycroft had hammered that belief into him. That caring was not an advantage, that all hearts are broken. When he encountered Irene, it had proved to him once again that sentiment could be his downfall. And yet, fully accepting this, he went on to give himself up heroically for John.
He says he isn't a hero, but Sherlock is actually very self-sacrificing to the one he cares about most.
Sherlock is still arrogant on the outside, but that also comes with utter confidence in his abilities and reasoning. He's also very naive when it comes to other things, especially in the realm of friendships, relationships, and social interaction. For example, he was flabbergasted that John considered him a best friend. It was the first time it had ever happened to him, and he simply couldn't compute for several minutes as he stared blankly at John. His naiveté was also how Irene played him by tricking him into solving the code on her phone and giving her what she needed to blackmail the country.
POWER:
Power: Not Canon
Technopathy: Digital Interaction--
The ability to manipulate computers and anything with a computer interface. By just thinking it, he can make the computer do things, for example, control a mouse on the screen by just willing it to move and pull information from the internet itself. He can also access any portable device and pull information within. (This will be done with permission of course if done with another character.) Contact with the internet is especially taxing and dangerous the longer it is done.
Technopathy: Heads-up Display.
The ability to see digital information within his vision, the ability to see texts float up into midair, for example, or pull maps up and see them in front of his sight. This can also cause headaches if too much information is pulled up at once.
Canon--
Sherlock Scan--The ability to deduce information from small clues to form accurate conclusions. This can be about people or places or things. Also, this goes hand-in-hand with an encyclopedic knowledge of certain subjects like chemistry and forensics to be able to pull the information instantly from the mind to form conclusions. This also goes hand-in-hand with his use of the mind-palace, a memory technique that allows him to store massive amounts of facts and be able to pull them at a moment's notice.
Sherlock develops Technopathy--Via digital interaction and heads-up display.
〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE:
[Text]
I need an arm.
Or a leg, or a foot, anything will do, really. Why is it that difficult to get body parts around here? I used to be able to get some from Molly Hooper all the time. I wish Molly Hooper had come along with me, she'd be dead useful right about now. Do you realize how annoying it is to try and make friends with new people? Utterly tedious. And none of them have yet to provide me with arms. Preferably not their own, but I'm getting a bit bored and I'm sure there's been some fight around here that has produced something I can use. Like a finger or two.
Really, a finger or two would be brilliant right about now. Or an eyeball.
LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE:
WHO: Sherlock Holmes and OPEN
WHERE: Maurtia Falls
WHEN: Mid-November
WHAT: Sherlock going on a hunt.
WARNINGS: None.
Sherlock wasn't used to it.
Not yet.
Not any of this.
Being stuck in the United States of America and not his beloved London was one thing. Being stuck here without John Watson by his side was another matter. He hadn't found him, not yet, and no one would give him any straight answers. So he had to look for him, follow the clues, and surprisingly, he had infuriatingly found a grand total of nothing.
It was getting to be incredibly frustrating and the best thing he could do was lose himself in a case or two to let his racing mind rest.
The whole 'technopathy' nonsense wasn't helping anything either.
It was difficult to stop from accidentally accessing other people's phones whilst walking past. Passwords were embarrassingly easy to crack, and he found himself doing so as a mental exercise.
One such casual phone hack on the way to grab some food had led to some very questionable texts that popped up. Sherlock could see the words float across his vision, much like they would do so on a phone.
Next delivery. 8 mil. Weds.
Clearly it wasn't a legitimate delivery, he mentally scrolled through a few more texts highlighting that it may possibly have something to do with art. But the man he had passed didn't look like an artist or a curator. His texts painted him as a boorish fool.
Despite himself, Sherlock found himself smirking. Now this could be interesting.
A pang of regret as he thought about John. And how he'd tell him that this case was just what he needed to get his mind off things.
And that's where the detective was now--he was a detective, he didn't care what this ridiculous government called him or made him do, he was a blasted detective and he didn't ask to be here--sitting at a cafe on a dirty street corner, waiting for the deal to go down. Long, thin violinist's fingers stirring a spoon in a cup of tea, icy blue eyes gazing out over the sporadic traffic..
CANON UPDATE (SEASON 4 SPOILERS)
Sherlock figures out who truly betrayed the A.G.R.A team and rushes to confront them in the London Aquarium. He invites both John and Mary, but John sends Mary along first while he's trying to find a sitter, since it she's the one who needs to see the conclusion of this case. It turns out the person that betrayed them is none other than a simple secretary, Vivian Norbury, who was selling secrets, and in Sherlock's pride and desire to show off, he completely destroys her verbally with his deductions. She shoots him, and Mary jumps in front of the bullet before he has a chance to do anything. John comes in at that moment, and there is nothing he can do, as it's a mortal shot. Mary says her tearful goodbyes, even apologizing to Sherlock for shooting him before. She dies after a few minutes.
Sherlock is in shock. He's made his vow to protect them, and he's failed. It was, in a way, his fault that Mary was dead--if he hadn't provoked Norbury, she might not have shot him--a shot that Mary took. Someone had actually saved his life--Sherlock has always had low self-esteem, and here Mary, his dear friend, has just given up hers for him.
John is furious with Sherlock. He refuses to see him, even when Sherlock comes to call to see if maybe he or Rosie needed anything. This is a knife twisting in his heart, all he wants to do is help John, but he's failed.
Sherlock's ego and pride have taken an enormous blow, and he's humbled by the events. He even prompts Mrs. Hudson to tell him if he ever gets too cocky and arrogant to just say the word "Norbury" to him, to remind him of this.
To Sherlock and Mrs. Hudson's shock, they find a DVD from Mary with instructions on how to 'save John Watson.'
After some weeks, Sherlock turned to drugs. A recent client, Faith Smith, comes to his door and he ends up spending the night with her to dissuade her from committing suicide. She disappears mysteriously in the morning.
Not long after Sherlock has some kind of drug-induced breakdown, Mrs. Hudson comes driving wildly to John's appointment with his therapist with a disoriented and clearly drugged-out Sherlock in the trunk of the car. He begs John to help him with one last case, as he's sure that Culverton Smith is a serial killer, from the note that Faith left. John reluctantly agrees, as long as Sherlock is checked out by Molly Hooper. Sherlock displays an extraordinary use of his skills, predicting that all of the events would happen correctly.
Smith invites them to a TV commercial shooting where he pretends that the 'serial killer' tweet that Sherlock sent is really part of a viral marketing scheme to sell actual cereal. Sherlock steals his phone and sends a text. Smith takes him to a children's hospital where he goes on a very disturbing and creepy tirade in front of children talking about serial killers, and shows Sherlock and John his 'favorite room', the morgue. Sherlock's plan falls apart when Faith Smith comes in, having gotten the text Sherlock sent with Smith's phone.
She's not the same person that came to his flat. Sherlock's terrified he hallucinated the whole thing, and he completely loses it and tries to attack Smith with a scalpel, thinking that Smith was the one holding the scalpel.
John knocks it out of Sherlock's hand and slaps him to get him to wake up, but goes too far and after a punch that lays Sherlock out flat, starts kicking him viciously. Smith even tells John to stop at this point. Sherlock says that John is entitled, because he killed his wife, and John agrees.
Sherlock absolutely does believe this, and hasn't raised a hand to fight back or defend himself against John. He lets John beat him, as he feels he deserves it.
The detective ends up in the hospital, and John says goodbye while he's sleeping and leaves his cane there as a parting gift. Smith enters Sherlock's room via a secret door, and it turns out that he is, indeed, a serial killer and has rigged the hospital with secret passages, and has come to kill Sherlock. Sherlock suggests a method of execution, the medicine in the IV turned up. Culverton obliges, and they talk for a little bit, before he gets impatient and tries to smother Sherlock to death.
That someone else, John comes in at the last second, bashing the door open as he'd seen the DVD that Mary left and realized that Sherlock had put himself in danger to save him. Fortunately there was actually just saline in the IV, and despite Culverton removing three recording devices from Sherlock's belongings, there was a fourth in John's cane that recorded the truth spoken by Culverton.
Back at Baker Street after Sherlock has recovered somewhat from his injuries--and is being monitored by his friends to help him detox from drugs--he and John finally have a proper chat.
There's a text from Irene Adler and John realizes that she's still alive. It all breaks down into John confessing that Sherlock did not, in fact, kill Mary and she made the choice on her own. Sherlock tells him, "In saving my life she conferred a value on it - it's a currency I do not know how to spend." John breaks down and tells him and his vision of Mary that had been haunting him in his thoughts that he cheated on Mary, and that he wasn't the good man that she thought he was, even though he wanted to be. He wasn't going to go back to Sherlock, but he did anyway because it's what Mary would have wanted.
John finally starts crying in grief, and Sherlock gets up and embraces him, saying "It is what it is." Sherlock's in pain too, he'd been this whole time and had been mourning Mary in his own way, and mourning what could possibly be the loss of his friendship with John, the best thing in his life, but he pushes that aside to care for his friend.
Later, John discovers, much to his horror, that his therapist was actually Sherlock's secret sister, and that she was the same woman who he had texted with, as well as the false Faith Smith that came to Sherlock's flat.
John tells Sherlock about this and they stage an elaborate prank on Mycroft's house to spook him into confessing the truth, that they do have a sister. Mycroft is forced to come to Baker Street as a client and he tells what happened in their childhood. Eurus was an 'era-defining' genius, but she had behavioral problems growing up. Sherlock can't remember her but as Mycroft tells the story he begins to remember a song and some images of kids playing. It looked like she drowned Sherlock's dog then burned their family home down, so she was sent away. She's been kept in a facility called Sherrinford all these years, locked away, and Mycroft had told their parents that she died.
Their conversation takes a terrifying turn when a drone crashes into their flat with a motion-sensor grenade. They figure they have a chance to survive in the small window of time before it explodes, and they wait until Mrs. Hudson is in the safest spot below. Sherlock and John jump through the windows of the flat as it explodes behind them.
Sherlock and John take over a small fishing ship and they sneak their way into Sherrinford. Mycroft and Sherlock are in disguise and Sherlock makes his way down to Eurus' cell to confront her. Mycroft and John figure out that she's the one in charge of the facility about the same time Sherlock does, and both John and Sherlock are knocked down and out. John wakes up and finds all three of them back in a cell, along with the governor of the island.
They're part of an experiment. There's a phone call from a little girl trapped on a plane with no one awake but her. To be able to talk with her and help her figure out what to do, they must follow Eurus' orders.
The first task is that either John or Mycroft has to shoot the Governor or his wife dies. Sherlock offers Mycroft the gun but Mycroft refuses. He offers it to John next, and while John tries, at the end he can't. The Governor grabs the gun and kills himself, telling them 'remember me.' Eurus kills the wife anyway, making Mycroft throw up with the horror of it all, and upsetting the rest of them. Sherlock's keeping it together, but just barely.
They're forced to go to a new room, where they must solve a crime about three suspects. Sherlock gets help from both John and Mycroft and solves it. Eurus has dangled the three suspects out of the window over the cliffs of the sea. Sherlock is forced to condemn the killer, but she drops the two innocent ones, much to their shock. Cutting the third one loose, she says, feels about the same.
The next room has a coffin in the middle, and Sherlock tries to deduce who it would belong to as it's someone who knows him, and Mycroft brings the lid of the coffin over. It says 'I love you,' and it's actually supposed to belong to Molly Hooper. Eurus has rigged Molly's flat to explode and will phone her, and unless Molly says 'I love you' to Sherlock in three minutes, she will die. Sherlock cannot tell her what's really going on or that she's in danger. The first call is ignored, but she finally picks up on the second. Sherlock is desperate, he's trying frantically to convince Molly, but she refuses, as it's cruel. Sherlock is absolutely losing his mind here, he's doing everything he can to get her to say it, and she can't, because it's true.
She tells him that he has to say it first. Sherlock stammers through it, this is tearing him to pieces inside. Eurus is literally cutting him open and seeing how his heart works. But he does it, as painful as it is, for someone who's kept his emotions locked up inside for so long. 'I love you.' But the second time he says it...the second one is a realization. There's emotion there, Molly's not going to say 'I love you' back unless he says it like he means it. He wouldn't have had a difficult time saying it if he didn't mean it on some level. Finally, she says 'I love you' with seconds on the clock. Eurus claims Sherlock didn't win--there were no explosives at her flat, and pointed out 'all those funny little emotions' and how he 'lost.'
Sherlock takes the lid of the coffin and places it back on, touching the words on it almost tenderly.Then after a second, he smashes the coffin into pieces with his bare hands, using his fists and ripping it to shreds, screaming out in pain. What he'd just done to a woman that deserved every happiness in the world, that on some level he realized he did have love for, whether that was romantic or platonic he didn't know. This is the first time he's lost his temper this badly in ages, maybe even his whole life. Eurus has forced him to rip himself open, to rip Molly Hooper's heart open, and he hates it. He can't take it back, he can't take the emotions he just expressed back, and it feels like an open wound in his chest. He calls it vivisection, being cut open to see how he worked inside.
John tries to get Sherlock back in the game. Sherlock manages to collect himself and they move onto the next room.
The task here is the worst one of all--Sherlock must choose who he wants to go on with him, and he has to kill either Mycroft or John. Mycroft claims that logically, the smartest--he--needs to go on, and John is horrified but agrees. Mycroft begins to berate and insult John, trying to goad Sherlock into shooting himself. Sherlock sees right through it, but points the gun at his brother, who politely requests not to be shot in the face. This is torture beyond measure for Sherlock, despite his differences with his brother he really did love him, and this would destroy Sherlock, if he managed to pull this off. This would turn him like Eurus, this would break him in half. No, he can't do it. He says he's going to remember the Governor like he requested, and puts the gun on himself, and begins to count down. He'd rather die than kill John or Mycroft. Eurus becomes upset and agitated and immediately shoots Sherlock and John with darts, and they pass out before anything can happen.
Sherlock wakes up in a room with a device in his ear that puts him through to the girl on the plane, and switches back to John, who's been chained up in a well with rising water. Sherlock figures that the room isn't actually real, and it's just a facade/trailer. It opens to show that he's been brought back home--Musgrave Hall, where he has to figure out Eurus' song to find John. He's struggling with the riddle, until Eurus reveals to him that Redbeard, the dog from his childhood that she supposedly drowned, wasn't a dog at all--it was Victor Trevor, his best friend. This completely unlocks the rest of Sherlock's repressed memories and it gives him what he needs to solve the song and save the girl on the plane. He finds Eurus in her room. She's been the girl on the plane the whole time, figuratively and literally trapped in her mind. Sherlock reaches out with compassion instead of threats, having finally learned over all these years to use his great heart as well as his head. She finally does tell him where John is, and he's able to be rescued, as well as Mycroft from the facility.
Eurus is placed back in Sherrinford (under better security) and despite everything, Sherlock comes to play violin with her, as that's the only way she communicates now. He understands how her intelligence has kept her so isolated and lonely, and he does what she's been wanting this whole time--for him to play with her. He finds an extraordinary amount of compassion, even though she'd killed his best friend--she was unable to comprehend human morals and the rules of society, and didn't know what was right or wrong. Mycroft gets chewed out by their parents.
Everything's back to normal at Baker Street, Molly has forgiven Sherlock and he and John go on many cases, John raises Rosie, and everyone lives happily ever after.
Until when he and John are running through Rathbone place, and he gets ported back--
POWER UPDATE
Sherlock will be equipped with aquatic physiology and water manipulation.
Sherlock's body is now adapted for underwater life, with a preference for fresh water, but can survive in salt as well. He'll have a specialized respiratory system that can breathe both water and air and he can stay underwater for any length of time. He's protected against the cold and pressure, this is limited of course, if he goes too deep he'll be crushed. He's got enhanced senses and protected eyesight for seeing underwater, which means on land he'll have excellent night vision and sense of smell. Since he's resistant to water pressure, he'll also be very strong on land, far more than an ordinary person. He'll have the strength to punch into a concrete wall or lift a motorcycle easily. This also means a more powerful jump, and he can leap up to two stories high without trouble. He'll be more durable and run faster and farther with his enhanced muscles.
He will also have the ability to manipulate water. He won't be able to create water and must always use a source, whether that's a bottle of water carried with him or drawn from sweat or tears. The purer the water source, the easier it is to manipulate and pull. It's difficult for him to draw it from living sources, like plants or animals, so he can't actually bloodbend anyone. However if someone has a pure source of water within them, like if they just drank some, he can sense and push and pull that around within them. He won't be able to create overly large effects like a tidal wave, but he'd be able to create water canons, transport himself through water rapidly by pushing and pulling the water around him, and use water whips and shields.
However, because of his physiology Sherlock will need to completely submerge himself in water periodically or face dehydration and dry out. For every seven days, he will need to spend at least eight hours at minimum underwater, and this can be spent in increments. If he stays longer, he will feel better and have more energy.