[on plurk antics]

[truthin_bones]

I fail to see anything amusing in the prospect. While I am willing to admit that I would very much like to meet Booth's doppleganger, the idea of being "vamped," as you colloquially put it, is completely unappealing.

Not to mention utterly ridiculous. As a woman of science, you ought to know better than to credence to such fantasies. To think that it is even possible for a soul to be taken away, let alone replaced by a demon, is preposterous. The idea of a soul is purely a religious and philosophical construct. It is impossible for a person to lose something they never possessed.

I would advise that you quit being ridiculous and return to work. You are only wasting both our time with this line of thought and inquiry.

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[beltbucklerebel]

[How many things are wrong with this tangent...let him count the ways.




...or maybe he'll just look confused, and a little disturbed.]

First off, souls are real. I have a soul. You have a soul. Fact.

Second... what?!

[truthin_bones]

[She's just going to ignore that second bit. Because, really? It's too ridiculous to warrant any sort of discussion.]

Contrary to what you may think, your Catholic dogma is mythology, not fact, Booth.

[beltbucklerebel]

Yes, Bones, it is.

What do you mean, "vamped?"

[truthin_bones]

[No. It isn't. Buuuut, she's not going to keep arguing that point right now.]

I believe it is her way of utilizing slang to summarize the process of being... made into a vampire.

[cakeorpickle]

[So confused.] Agent Booth is a vampire? That is impossible.

I also agree with you on the origins of a 'soul'. Neither Agent Booth nor Agent Booth in a pair of polymeric fitted canines have a soul.

[beltbucklerebel]

Yes. I do. Polymorphic whatchamacallits or not. What is with you people?

[cakeorpickle]

No, you do not. It is not an insult. I do not have one either. [Shut up. That is not the reason he fell for a serial killer.]

[beltbucklerebel]

Yes, you do. [...this is only a half-step above a Do Not/Do too argument.] A dry and incredibly weird soul, probably...but it's there.

[cakeorpickle]

[He would ask if Booth believes in the Easter Bunny, too, but large men with guns should not be provoked. That logic trumps all.]

I can see why you believe in them. It is one of the core beliefs of one of the three leading religions of today's day and age. It does not make your argument valid since there is no proof of an afterlife let alone that there is some celestial being that individualizes us.

Though modern day Christians are not the first to believe in such mythology. [Yes, he just called your religion a myth.] Ancient Greeks believed in the same thing, but then they also believed one of their deities pulled the sun on a chariot. We now know that as the Earth's rotation around the sun.

[beltbucklerebel]

No, I believe in souls because they're real.

And that's not the point. The point is that your boss could be in danger.

[cakeorpickle]

She is not in danger. You will not hurt her, and you in polymeric canines will not hurt her. [He does not see the issue here.]

[truthin_bones]

Completely impossible. [Thank you very much for agreeing, Doctor Addy.] Though, according to a woman I have met since arriving in Luceti, there is a remarkably similar looking man that thinks himself one.

It would be laughable, if my mun was not so entranced with the idea.

[cakeorpickle]

Similarly looking people seems to be common here. I have no experience with it.

Muns can be unreasonable like that.

[truthin_bones]

It can be extremely disconcerting at first. I am thankful that I have never encountered anyone who has shared my features and was not myself. Still, I would be cautious in who you approach, Doctor Addy.

[cakeorpickle]

Approach where?

[notquiteheartless]

Vampires and souls?

I expected better of your mun, Temperance.

[truthin_bones]

As did I, Sherlock.

It is... very much a shame.

[notquiteheartless]

Granted, any idea of a "vampire" might be the result of genetic experimentation.

[truthin_bones]

Conceivable. A better explanation, at least, than that of a demon.

[notquiteheartless]

If sheep can be cloned and rabbits infused with jellyfish genes to make them glow-- which, yes, I've seen it myself-- then I would not put it past genetic experimentation to create a "vampire" who feeds off blood.

A variation, in a way, of cannibalism.

[truthin_bones]

Rabbits infused with jellyfish genes?

[A far more interesting topic than vampires.]

[notquiteheartless]

They glowed.

I found out about them because somehow there was a mix-up-- the daughter of the scientist in charge of the program accidentally wound up with one of the rabbits for a pet. It disappeared in the middle of the night after she'd seen it glow. Cage still locked.

Smart girl, she found John's blog and contacted me about the case.

[...Yes, he sounds completely serious about this.]

[truthin_bones]

[If it was anyone else, she might not believe them. But in all the time she's known Sherlock, he's never lied to her. Or been anything but rational.

Bio-luminescence in a rabbit. Fascinating.]

What happened to the rabbit?

[notquiteheartless]

Sadly, "Bluebell" was put down.

There were other specimens, though, one of which I got to see for myself. Glowed bright green, rather than blue.

[He is aware how impossible this would generally sound. And he doesn't know the precise science behind it to offer an explanation. His knowledge of biology extends only to what he needs for cases, and the glowing rabbits had never been pertinent enough to research further.]

[truthin_bones]

[There has been enough experimentation in genetic manipulation that it is not too difficult to imagine the procedure involved. Though that it was actually successful is what she finds so fascinating.]

I must admit, this is not the sort of case I would think you would take on.

[notquiteheartless]

It happened that I received the girl's plea just before another case brought me in contact with the same laboratory. So I took it rather by accident, in a way.

[bigbad]

It exists, pet. Believe me, I know.

[truthin_bones]

I understand that, at the very least, you mistakenly believe this, Spike. However, you are incorrect in this matter - buying in to religious superstitious much like Booth.

[bigbad]

No, you're right, I just imagined not feeling any guilt for all the people I murdered up until I got it back. And feeling a century's worth of guilt crash down, well, that was just psychological, right?

You don't know everything.

[truthin_bones]

You cannot honestly believe this has to do with possessing or not possessing a soul.

[bigbad]

What's your explanation, logic girl?

[tesla_vampiris]

[And he sat down, grinning like the cat that got the canary. You may recognize the face, Dr.Brennan, even without the mustache.]

Oh, it's quite possible. Scientifically, I might add - none of this mystical nonsense. Hard facts, I assure you. And there is no loss in at least some cases, regardless of where one comes down on the existence of a soul.

[truthin_bones]

[The man is certainly familiar. She has her suspicions but none that she's willing to voice aloud. After all, it's ridiculous to think that a turn of the century scientist is sitting in front of her right now.]

Of course there are. Porphyria, mass hysteria, premature burial. There are a number of reasons the vampire myth originated and persisted. None of which have any supernatural origin.

[tesla_vampiris]

[Oh, that it is. Yet, he is. Part of why he's grinning as much as he is.]

You're forgetting a possibility, my dear Doctor - though those reasons I suspect are what kept the stories alive - no, there was once a species. With incredible intelligence and advancement, it must be said. Arrogance, too - and when you have an immortal ruling class, it builds up rather astronomically.

At any rate, Sanguine Vampiris. Once mighty, and now thankfully just genetic remnants. And one extant member.

[Guess who.]

[allthatmatters]

Yeah, that's what I thought until the bullets didn't work.

[truthin_bones]

I have a hard time believing that. Guns are usually extremely effective against any organism.

[allthatmatters]

Not when they're already dead.