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ONLY A QUEEN COULD WIN THIS KILLING GAME !!! ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ other ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ.
ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ɢᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀʟʟ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ
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REASON BEHIND THE SONG
Milene’s profile song is the main theme from GRIS. A game that I played some time ago. In my vision, Milene sings a similar song. A song filled with grief, confusion, but also a hint of strength. I felt like this song was a perfect fit for Milene. Not just because of the song itself, but because of the origin it came from. GRIS is a game about a girl who is broken and is trying to piece herself back together. Throughout the game, you are trying to remember hues and colors to piece back into your grey life. Overcoming inner turmoils and fears to find strength and who you are. I see a lot of Milene in that aspect. With inner turmoils and being broken, trying to figure out who she really is. What side of her is real and which isn’t. Is she kind? Is she cruel? Is she a liar? Is she loved? Is she hated? They are answers that, Milene herself, can’t answer. Once pure, but then corrupted by her father and his organization after the loss of her mother. Her once genuine purity, turned into a mask to cover the hatred and bitterness in her heart caused by events over years with her father and the truths about the entire world. Somehow, Milene wants to remember colors, remember who she really is, and piece herself together.
I’ve been watching disney movies all day and I so want a verse that’s like a spin off of beauty and the beast. Except the other person doesn’t have to be a beast, just an asshole who captures Milene. It’d be fun to give her a different personality and see what unfolds from it. Idk I’m sitting here thinking of verses. owo
What is Milene's favourite color?
Well, it’s probably pretty obvious that Milene’s favorite color is pink. Mostly because her mother loved pink too. Her mom use to call her, her little pink rose. Even though it’s a very girly color, it is just a color that looks good on her. She doesn’t go overboard with cute things just because she likes pink either.

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Gundham wasn’texpecting this violent a reacting to his attempt to help. The girl pulls awayfrom him, already waving off his assistance as she backs away. He watches her,letting his arms fall away from her. He can understand a wish to not be closeto him but there is something in the lack of focus in her eyes that suggestsshe isn’t truly seeing him. Her features are flushed, steps unsteady. She is certainlyunwell. Perhaps suffering a severe fever.
Brow furrows, thebreeder shifting his position to once again stand in front of her, stopping herfrom trying to walk away. He is sympathetic with her stubborn refusal of help.He would react in a similar way if he was compromised in anyway, Gundham’spride demanding he take care of himself when he is suffering. Yet, his ownkindness will not allow her to force herself like this. Something about hermakes him believe she will not be going to the infirmary if he just lets hergo.
“You are clearlyunwell,” he says, voice still soft. A tone he uses often on his animals,soothing and yet commanding. “And in need of assistance. I will take youto the infirmary and I would appreciate your co-operation in thismatter. Come.”
The breeder offersher his arm, the act gentlemanly. He hopes she will just agree with him andcome on her own accord. He would have to take matters into his own hands.Gundham striding down the hallway with a feverish young woman thrown over hisshoulder would not look very good, but he will do it if he must.
She went to move, to continue down the hall, but suddenly a figure stood in front of her. Hazy eyes glanced up to see it was him again. What was his deal? Could he not see that she was in a hurry and that she needed to get to class in order to make sure she was on time and was able to take the test? He was testing her patience, but she had to briefly remind herself that she had to be kind, she had to do the same facade as always. “Please, let me pass. I don’t need your assistance.” She argued with him as she tried to seem as collected as she possibly could. She listened to whatever she could make out when he spoke before she looked to the arm he held out to her.
What was this? Acting like he actually cared about her in some way? What did he want to get out of this? Maybe later ask for some sort of favor and use this as a means to dangle in her face? She stared at his arm before she shook her head. “I’m fine, I don’t need to go to the infirmary. You are in my way. Please move.” She asked him once more, her icy eyes looking at him stubbornly. She didn’t have time for some false act of kindness. If she failed this test or failed to show up timely, it could ruin a lot of things and it would probably upset her father greatly. She’d probably get a slap on the wrists with a ruler and grounded more then likely. She clung to the wall for a moment, as if it was the only thing holding her up. “Your concern is misplaced....” It was so hard to hold her tongue with the frustration she was having, but even then, she was too exhausted to even put up a fight or spat any words.
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“Th-That’s…” Well. She most certainly couldn’t deny that last part. While it wasn’t saying much for someone to be more trustworthy than Kokichi, she didn’t have a real basis to disbelieve Milene, either.
Besides, if she was telling the truth and Himiko didn’t listen… Nngh. Better safe than sorry, all things considered…
“…I guess that’s true… but– then what do I do? My stomach feels like it’s gonna flip upside-down… Is– that a really bad sign or something?”
Of course she was more trustworthy then Kokichi...or at least she would claim to be and pretty much no one, other than Kokichi himself, would argue. She gave the girl a soft nod. “Yes, we wouldn’t want you to explode or anything! Who would provide us with magic?!” She acted all concerned and worried as if the world would fall apart without Himiko’s magic. “What I was told that would help is if you pat your head and rub your tummy at the same time. Rubbing your belly will help the tummy ache and patting your head will send out brain waves to fight off anything that might make you explode!” How silly it sounded, but she somehow believed that Himiko would believe her. She smiled sweetly to Himiko before she spoke again. “Do that every time your tummy acts up and you should be fine!”

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Gundham’s eyesnarrow at this apparently pleasant looking young woman that serves as his judgefor this day. She appears a couple years younger than him. Not what he wasexpecting when he was told about this meeting, but she does appear officialenough. A sweet smile spreads across her features but it doesn’t settle hisparanoid mind, if anything he gets even more irritated. A reminder of the psychiatrist’sattempt to settle him when he walks into their office. All of it feels sofalse. Even her words are meant to placate. A sneer touches his dour features.How he loathes this.
“Ah, yes. Let us beginthis judgement with a lie and a false smile,” he hisses, pulling the chairout from under the table. He sets himself down, lounging into the simple pieceof furniture as if it is a throne and he an emperor. “Ironic that I amconsidered untrustworthy when I am surrounded by deceit.”
There isfrustration here. Gundham feels as if he has proven his loyalty to the Foundationtwice over. He may question his every order, the breeder feeling the need toremind people that he is not a mindless soldier but has his own autonomy andauthority. Yet, he performs his tasks well regardless of how the 2ndDivision can be fanatic in its eradication of despair. Dens of despair cultistsput to the torch with the people inside, Gundham listening to their near ecstaticshrieks as they burn alive. People gunned down as they flee, no real attempt tocapture them and reverse the effects of Junko’s corruption.
Atrocities existon both sides in this war. Sometimes he wonders if he is the only one that seesit. All this bureaucracy makes him believe people are blind or just lookingaway. So, intent on believing in their structure that they don’t see what isreally happening out there. And despite it all, he still fights.
“Tanaka,” he corrects,not liking the familiarity of his first name. “Now ask your questionsand let us not pretend this is anything other than what it truly is.”
His attitude displeases her enough that she almost wanted to agree with her father and just off him. It would save her the trouble of having to deal with such an annoyance. A small frown appears on her face at his words. How she hated having to bite her tongue to such poor manners. “You know, perhaps if you didn’t seem so crude, the Future Foundation would have no reason to distrust you.” She commented, keeping a rather normal tone but hiding a bit of venom beneath her words that most wouldn’t spot. She could tell already that he was going to test her patience, which she didn’t have a whole lot of. However, she would continue the facade as much as she needed too, so a smile came to her features once more before going to the desk.
She takes a seat, sitting proper and up straight. She looks over to him before picking up some files and flipping through them. “Hm...well from what I heard you were quite deceitful yourself once upon a time.” She hummed as she flipped through a few pages and eyeballed some information. This was such a bother. Why did she have to put up with this anyways? Why did she have to babysit some bad boy wannabe with a god complex? An inaudible sigh came from her lips. Her eyes shifting back up to him. She gives him a smile, her eyes somewhat squinting in the process. “Sorry, but I’m not from here. Where I was born we called people by their first names. So it’s easier for me to remember first names better, I hope you don’t mind, Gundham.” Something Milene did often. Although seeming innocent with her words, of course she did it on purpose to specifically annoy him. Though her posture, expression etc would make you believe otherwise. She then went back, flipping a few more pages before opening her mouth to speak again, disregarding any comments he might say after her spat. “So, I was specifically asked to have you check in and inform us what you have been doing and where you have been over the last few weeks.”
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Shuichi liked to make tea in the kitchen of the dorm commons often. Whenever he read, studied case notes, or just wanted to simply relax: he loved doing so with tea. This time around, he was going to unwind with some after he spent majority of the morning doing paperwork.
He was alone in the kitchen as he got the kettle going, leaning against the counter as he waits for it to heat up. He crosses his arms, lost in thought for a moment about whatever’s on his mind. So when Milene enters, he doesn’t notice right away until a few seconds later.
“!” He looks towards her, blinking in surprise. “O-Oh… good afternoon. Sorry, um: am I in the way? I’ll move if you were going to get something out of the cabinets… I’m just in here boiling water for some tea..”
It was another morning and Milene was up early. She always had been, mostly since she was required too. She had always been woken up early at home ever since she could remember. It wasn’t right for a lady to sleep in like a lazy person. Even if there were days she wished she could regardless. However, she was still a bit sleepy and knew there was a bit of homework she had to finish. Living in a school was a very strange experience. Mostly because she had to do everything herself. She didn’t mind it, but it wasn’t something she was used to doing. Her family had always been served and taken care of, but it was a nice change to be able to be her own person for once.
She had made her way down the hall towards the kitchen of the dorms. A nice cup of tea always sounded nice in the morning. Tea was something she drank a lot of. She didn’t care for soda or coffee like some other students did. She grew up mostly on tea, so it was what she mostly drank. She rubbed her eyes softly. She was still in her long, pink night gown. A little over dressed for sleeping, but it was normal for her. As she enters she notices someone is already there. “Hm?” She hums softly as she blinks her icy hues. “Oh, Shuichi.” She smiled sweetly to him. She was surprised he was up so early. She expected most students to be lazy bums who slept in unless they had class. She listened to him explain that he was boiling water for tea. “Well, I was actually going to do the same thing.” She explained to him with a soft laugh.
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❝ WOW. Your dress is so WONDERFUL, and the ribbons in your hair are so LOVELY. Do all girls today dress so cutely? ❞
As something of cute bunny herself, it’s only natural she would be attracted to other cutesy stuff around her.
Who was this? A pink and white bunny of some sort? Why did she have a bad feeling about this? Was this a trick by Monokuma? Then again, he did have those ‘children’ was this another one? She eyed the bunny curiously, not sure what to think as she listened to her talk. She seemed nice enough, but Milene wasn’t all too sure still. “Well...thank you.” She decided to smile and just make the best of it. “You are quite cute too...at least more so then Monokuma.”
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Milene smiled before she closed her eyes. “Always make sure to brush your teeth twice a day! We eat a lot of different things and walking around with bad breath is just bad! Especially if you’re trying to make a good impression on someone! One of the first things people will see will be your smile, so make sure to keep it sparkly white!”

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This wasn’t right, this was not alright in the slightest. Why was the pressure suddenly so hard to bare? Everything, every single thing that lead up until now felt like it was making it harder to breathe. Then, suddenly, someone sees her mask falter. Her facade becomes clearer, to all her classmates. They all stared at her, in disbelief. Until even herself, stood there in disbelief. She didn’t waste a second, turning on her heels to run, run away from the failure she had done. No one was suppose to see her. No one was suppose to be able to see Milene’s true face. Even Milene had never seen her true face. She couldn’t remember who she was, what she was. Not since the day her mother passed. The days where her father was strict and she had to become everything he wanted, she had to lie, she had to deceive. So much so that she did it even to herself.
She found herself away from all her classmates, alone. Her mind frantic, trying to figure out how to fix this, how to fix the crack that was now in her mask. The broken pieces at her feet and she had no idea how to fix what had been done. For the first time, she looked at her hands, her hands that started to shake. What was happening? She felt like she was crumbling, but she couldn’t let that happen. She couldn’t. She inhaled deeply, trying to settle herself, but it faltered when she heard steps behind her. Quickly spinning around, it was Kokichi. Without realizing it, her facial expression was something that was never seen. Her eyes were wide, as if with fear. Something Milene never showed. Though, finally taking in that it was Kokichi before her she tried to regain her composure, but realizing that she couldn’t. So she merely turned her back to him yet again. “W-What do you want Kokichi?” She forced out, trying to control her voice but struggling to do so. “Go...Go away! You’re the last person I’d ever want to see!” She tried to threaten him. It was true, Kokichi was just a reflection. A constant reminder of what she was. A liar, a deceiver, something she hated. She grasped one hand in another, trying to calm her shaking. It fell silent, she waited to hear his footsteps walking away, but they never came. Realizing he wasn’t going to leave, she turned around to face him. “I SAID LEAVE!” She yelled at him, hands grasped together. As if yelling at some shadow self that she couldn’t fight off instead of it being Kokichi.
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