I think if they had gotten the audio from, say, outside the building then it would’ve been fine? Most of what I learned had to deal wifh video and photos
I hope the agency doesn’t have a method like that.I rather see them suffer the consequences of not telling humans about the supernatural and keeping their agents from telling possibly breaking up families. It would be like a lesson learned for the agency(i know the agency isn’t evil but its horrible they are lying to people.). And can’t pheromones only control feelings?(maybe I’m wrong.)
Imagine the scandal that all governments are secretly funding an organization that works with supernaturals. With YOUR tax dollars, they feed vampires blood–human blood!–and house demons. Religious groups woul go insane. Where does the blood come from? What human in their right mind woul give up their blood to feed monsters?! Is your neighbor one of them?
Witch hunts, extremists…It won’t happen, thankfully, because I’m certain that’s too heavy for Wayhaven. But it would be bad.
There would be good things, too. People trying to work together. That would be nice.
Wait… Where DOES the blood come from?
Edit: I like to imagine the human agents having a big blood drive to feed their Supernatural friends.
A very good question that is not yet answered. Is it willingly donated? By whom? Do they know where their blood is going, and does that matter? Is it ethical to feed vampires with blood not willingly given for that purpose, or given expressly for another purpose? Is it ethical to let people dictate that their blood not go to vampires, especially if that meant the vampires all starved and went into blood comas?
That’s kind of the thing with vampires, though. There’s no way around the fact that they eat people, and we are people. A lot of complicated ethics are involved, because both vampires and humans are sentient beings. You can’t really rate one as more valuable or more deserving of survival.
Real talk, think of all the people who would totally donate to a blood drive around Halloween that said “oh, it’s for vampires.” Sure, they would probably assume that it’s for hospitals or emergencies but I think people would think it’s still hilarious.
That’s super cute in a slightly grusome way.
Agent #1: Hey, you going for feeding?
Agent #2: Yeah, why?
Agent #1: Make sure you get bag number looks at smudged writing on hand 40995. I made sure to eat a donut that morning for ya, pal.
Agent #2: internally facepalming Thanks, Carl.
The worst part about this is that the MC probably won’t be allowed to participate.
Carl, I know nothing about you but I love you.
Umm, I always imagined that the Agency, through their connections with the humans governments, received the blood bags required from hospitals, blood banks and stuff like that.
I also guess that human agents are free to donate if they wish so?
Oh my, I know this is not going to happen, but can you imagine if each supernatural that needed blood had an assigned human to feed from? Imagine the tense situations between jealous MC’s and them haha.
ok, but what about a Men In Black standard issue neuralyzer?
You can bet that A would love such an invention.
Look, Charlotte uses her office to house an extra pair of pants, stash some chocolate, and store an extra plastic lightsaber for reasons, I would argue that it’s her private space.
Taken out of context, this entire sentence is hilarious.
is it ok if I save this for a reaction image? bc it’s kinda perfect.
Dude, just imagine Bobby putting the clues together and realizing that literally everything points to a global conspiracy involving hot vampires. Imagine their cork-board lined with red string and glamor shots of Unit B (because they can’t take ugly pictures). Bobby hasn’t slept or eaten a full meal in days because none of it makes sense but it’s the only thing that makes sense am I dying???
Like, seriously.
We’ve only really seen Bobby unruffled and completely at ease because they’re investigating the type of stuff they’re used to, the mundane and gossipy, but imagine them realizing the existence of the supernatural.
Imagine Bobby inviting the MC over and showing them all the evidence they’ve gathered.
Like, guys, guys.
I need this to happen in game.
God, I don’t know if you watch Lucifer, but this remind me of this chapter were this reporter saw Lucifers demon face, and expends years and years trying to prove it. It’s pretty much like that meme.
Go ahead. I’m stoked you like it so much.
If I were Bobby, I would be so mad, because that is just not fair. How are you supposed to discover the truth when the truth is ridiculous? Come on, vampires, really?
And then, if I were the Detectve, I would just…casually provide mundane explanations for everything. F shies away from light? It’s called photophobia, and they’re very sensitive about it. M never eats food? They have bad allergies, deadly, and they’re allergic to a lot. Safer to eat at home. A has superhuman strength? Nah, Bobster, you’re just flimsy as a cardboard. Go lift some weights. N hears too much from too far away? Maybe you shouldn’t talk so loud Bobby. It’s inconsiderate to everyone around you.
Because what are they gonna do? Say it’s vampires? Everyone will think they’re out of their mind. They’ll lose their credibility and become just another conspiracy theorist screaming into the void. Nobody as amibtious as Bobby is going to stake their career on vampires existing.
See Bobby losing their sanity as they find more evidence, but it just… how can it be real? Then, the Detective is just telling them how they are imagining things and being ridiculous about it.
Every day that goes by, Bobby loses themselves a bit more. They start sleeping less. Then, they forget to eat. Work calls them, they haven’t show up for weeks now. The Detective is finally concerned, and decides to go and pay them a visit. When MC walks into their apartment, is all full with possible evidence, a desperate need to prove that the supernatural truly exists, and Bobby? Bobby is so thin, deep dark marks under their eyes, their cheeks are mostly bone. Their hair is a mess, and the look in their eyes… they are about to break down, never to be found from the maze their mind and their reality is now.
MC can’t believe to what this has come, so at the end, they decided taking Bobby to the Agency. They finally found out the truth, but it’s to late for their broken mind. They will never be the same, and they will never leave the Agency again.
Omg, I feel like your mom possessed me, @Hannah_Minger
What if MC has participated in a regular blood drive before the blood revelation…
Agent 1: Have you ever donated blood before?
Detective: Just one time in college 6 years ago.
Agent 2: 6 years ago… wasn’t that when Skinny Dave went on a rampage through—
Agent 1: SHHH!
I don’t know about that extreme—Bobby seems to have too strong of a personality to let a little thing like an unrealistic story break their spirit. They would be angry and disappointed by not mentally broken.
After all, Bobby Marks doesn’t take anyone as seriously as they do themselves—if they are convinced of it, I don’t think they’d second guess themselves (I mean…just look at their track-record).
I believe they’d just be impossible to dissuade, and would simply become an even bigger nuisance, trying to get the most indisputable proof possible, but that’s about it.
Of course they wouldn’t get to that point
I’m just being over dramatic for the shake of it.
Then you’ll be pleased to know she smiled as she read this.
This is likely what would happen though. Bobby would just get angrier and angrier.
Follow UB to the grocery store, the station, the Detective’s apartment. Waiting, watching for a sign that UB is not normal.
Now I feel bad for Bobby. XD
Are you kidding me? They’d probably be planting bugs in the Detective’s bananas while they’re in the grocery store.
Keeping their camera ready at all times when the MC and their RO go out on a date.
And generally just becoming and even bigger and more adamant nuisance than they already are.:
Bobby: Oh, heyyyyyy Detective, fancy meeting you here—
MC: It’s a gas station—
Bobby: WHAT A COINCIDENCE.
RO: Detective I found a black box under your steering wheel, I think Bobby’s arou—oh, speak of the devil.
Bobby: I just remembered I left my stove on, good-bye!
N would be so confused.
N: What’s this?
Detective: Ugh, Bobby’s been here. They’ve been trying to bug me.
N: They’re…bothering you? With boxes?
A could break it! Their favorite thing!