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there would absolutely be discourse 😭

so first you’ve got your lower-intelligence entities. the ones running on pure instinct. they see bb with you and their processing goes: predator + prey = feeding. simple. clean. makes sense. except you keep making noises that don’t sound like being eaten and you keep… not dying? and this is causing genuine confusion in the hound community. there’s a hound somewhere on level 2 who has watched bb pin you against a wall in circumstances that looked distinctly non-predatory and its two remaining brain cells are just sparking against each other trying to categorise what it witnessed. it can’t. it files it under “unknown threat behaviour” and moves on. it has never been the same since.

then you’ve got your mid-tier entities. the ones with enough intelligence to understand what’s happening but not enough emotional complexity to understand WHY. and they think bb has lost his mind. fully. completely. this is the apex predator of the backrooms. and he is… taking human form… to accommodate a SNACK? he’s restructuring his entire physical configuration (growing the right anatomy, learning the right temperatures, figuring out human intimacy through what can only be described as the most dedicated research project in backrooms history) for a soft fleshy creature? disgusting. embarrassing. they pull faces. the skin-stealers in particular are absolutely appalled because they have old beef with bb and also wear human forms and the idea of doing THAT while wearing one is just. no. professionalism, please. the backrooms have standards.

then you’ve got your higher-intelligence entities. the ones who actually get it. and oh, the discourse. the DISCOURSE. because bb has always been separate. a loner. the thing that exists adjacent to the ecosystem but never really participates in it so much as prowling it. other entities gave him a wide berth not just because he’s powerful but because he’s weird. too smart. too watchful. too interested in humans for something that isn’t human. he knew things about people (how they talked, how they moved, how they paired off and touched and fought) that no entity should know because no entity bothered to learn. they thought it was a hunting optimisation and perhaps for a time it was. but now it turns out it was a crush that predates the concept of crushes.

and now some of the smarter entities are looking at bb. and looking at you. and looking at bb again. and going. hm. hmm. because you’re not dead. you’re happy. you’re wandering around level 0 looking healthier than any wanderer has a right to look and bb is following you around like a dog with his tail up and the backrooms are literally rearranging themselves to keep you comfortable and some entity somewhere is watching this and having the “hear me out” moment. the “okay but what if humans aren’t just food” moment. the “he looks really happy and he could kill all of us and he’s choosing to make a blanket nest instead” moment. there is an entity on level 3 right now looking at wanderers differently and it doesn’t fully understand why and it’s bb’s fault.

and the three entities who watched the poolrooms incident are now functioning as the backrooms’ equivalent of that friend group who accidentally witnessed something they weren’t supposed to see and now have a bond they can never break and never discuss. they have entity ptsd. they have entity solidarity. if they had a group chat it would be entirely just “…” followed by longer “………” followed by someone changing the subject.

and then. AND THEN. there’s mr kitty.

FINALLY got the Cartmans on the roster, Scott Tenorman too!