thefoundation | Week 3 Mingle

The last week has brought the first spilled blood. Three of the contestants are gone, with the promise of more to fall soon. The atmosphere around the house will start to get heavy around Wednesday, which is when the first game of the week is. It's almost like the house knows something is up...

The conspiracy is beginning to unravel. Dazai isn't Dazai, and the cracks are forming in his act. But that act must be held up, or the Foundation will be brought in to take control of the game. Now everyone must play the part and act like everything is normal, at least on camera. That stress of always performing is bound to make someone crack eventually.

Once again, the cameras and microphones change. The contestants will have to search out new spots for their secret conversations. Even one wrong step, one wrong word, and it's all over for this group. Everyone is watching, and they need to play their roles.

They better keep an eye out too, because storm clouds are starting to loom over the area, both figuratively and literally.

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What do you mean? They are as they exist in most worlds, I imagine. They are sentient to various degrees, but some of them are unique individuals like Nora.

[ Flipping over a dango. ]

They are not commonplace, only certain humans can summon them and within that only with my assistance—aside from a select few. The master of that Cerberus was the first human I found who could tame a demon on his own.

We don't have them. Or at least... what we call "demons" aren't actually monsters.

Then what are they?

People.

[ Alcor smiles. It may be oddly placed. ]

Man has been sinning since antiquity. Demons are in contrast...a lot easier to predict. I do not find issue with either, but they each need tending to in their own way.

It wasn't a matter of sin.

[Her voice is firm there.]

It's... something else. Another name for it was Hashimoto-Appelbaum syndrome.

I am not familiar.

[ He turns to face her for the first time, levitating all the finished dango off the grill. Go on, his small smile implies. ]

I'm not surprised. It's something that only exists in a world with cantus.

[ A beat. ]

Would you like to learn more about each other? We can exchange experiences like we did before, if you are willing.

Alright. Should I continue, or do you want to go first?

You may go first.

...

Hashimoto-Appelbaum syndrome is a case in which someone with cantus can't control their power anymore. Mm, it was described to me once as... a type of panic disorder?

The people who suffer from it are called Karma Demons. When we're children, we're told you only become a Karma Demon if you are arrogant and disrespectful, but that isn't the case at all. I've heard it's actually the kindest ones who suffer from it more often.

A fitting misnomer... [ That is to say he agrees it's terrible but it doesn't surprise him. ]

Naming conventions often happen that way.

It's also easier to scare your children into behaving properly that way.

[Her tone is dry, but she hugs the plush a little closer, resting her chin on its head.]