#Milton finch

[mrsllyziy]

Yeeep I posted it

Lewissss pookie

You can see a difference in my drawing style in the two pictures

it's because Lewis' drawing is a little older lma soooo

sorry for not posting earlier 🧚🏻‍♀️

[decrepitdeer]

Would I sell my soul for a corn chip, just so I could experience this game again for the first time? I mean yeah??

[thewritersofdeceased]

The Stories From The Finches Theirselves

Chapter 1 : Starting From The Very Beginning.

She said to never come here. She didn’t want him here, that’s something the thirteen year old remembered how in the journal he’d been given at the age of seven. Even if it was more difficult to read whilst he was staying with someone he knew. Though Christopher Finch, the only alive known member of the Finch household went against his deceased mothers wishes. In his hand tightly was a key, and in the other was a journal. He had snuck off from the orphanage he remained in, having a backpack with clothes, a blanket, snacks and a couple bucks. In his right front pocket was a small pocket knife. Of course. He wouldn’t go walking the streets without some sort of weapon. A tired sigh escaped the boy as he soon began making his way towards what seemed to be an opening. Just amongst the trees, a building stood tall in the distance. A home. A place where people would feel safe. But based on his mothers stories? Maybe they didn’t feel safe at all being here. The rooms were closed, sealed shut with peepholes there. Screw it. Christopher took a breath in as he began to walk towards the house. The house that was thousands of feet above the sea that the thirteen year old could see. It was a long driveway, he took note of that. There was still mail in the mailbox as he noticed the house. This was HUGE! And that was coming from the kid himself.

“Jesus… is this where mom stayed?” He questioned aloud as he opened the mailbox. Most of these letters were from years ago, 2010. Hell, he didn’t know what day or whatever, but he did know that was a while ago. From 2017, when he was born, to now, 2030, he was only thirteen. And here the kid was, having hopped over a chain-linked fence, to go and find out his mothers stories and see if what she told him in that journal was real. Sure, he didn’t really know what had gone on in the house, but now it was his time to! To see what happened to the greater members of his family! As he pushed the gate and walked, there were two different ways. One to the left, one to the right.The right looked like there was less walking, more scenery. But either way, they both ended up going to the same place. The house. To Christopher, it was a gorgeous place. But he had to get here one way or another. A soft sigh escaped him as he walked amongst the forest, the atmosphere calming. He wondered how many times his great uncles would come out and try playing in the woods of any sort, seeing whatever animals they could see. His great-aunts, Barbara and Molly, seemed to be busy of some sort. He never got to meet them. Nor did his mother. That would change. At least Christopher thought. He let out a sigh as where a make-shift garage was in his sight. A truck was still there. An old truck that looked rundown. 

He wondered if the truck was supposed to be there. But it wasn’t exactly in his business to know, he couldn’t drive. “This place is ginormous..” He whispered under his breath as he looked towards the large house. It wasn’t broken, no, but it seemed decent looking from afar. So as Christopher stood a bit away from the steps, he took in a breath. This was all serious. He had to find out the truth himself. If his mother had, so can he! Just maybe, at least. Christopher looked around, his eyes landing on a pond just a little walk away from the house, mostly towards the right of it. He raised a brow in confusion, beginning to make his way over to it. In the water, there was what looked like a dragon. A fake dragon, but still. It looked like it was supposed to be a slide of some sort. A slide…? It had to have been built by whoever decided to build this house from the ground up. The thirteen year old hadn’t an idea in his head on who that was just yet. Searching his pockets, he took out the key that was left in his will, at least far as he remembered. “This has to go to the front… right?” His head tilted slightly as he looked towards the house once more, his expression remaining calm through his dark brown eyes. This was going to be one hell of an adventure. Making sure he didn’t fall into the water near the pond, he began to make his way towards the front door of the house, humming softly whatever tune he could overhear in his head. 

The wooden stairs below creaked as Christopher walked up to them, a hum escaping him as he looked up at the large exterior of the building. “Gotta do this. Gotta learn the stories.” He mumbled to himself as he tried the front door. Nothing. He raised his brow slightly, rather confused at the fact it didn’t work. “Hello?” He mumbled out, trying the key again. “Is this not the key to the front door?” He questioned aloud, talking to nobody in particular. Just to himself, so he thought. A deep sigh escaped as he leaned his head back in complaint. “Reaallllyyyy?? What other doors are there that this could unlock!?” He practically shouted, but it only echoed from where he stood. Until slowly, his attention went towards the side of the house. A garage. Garages have side doors. That was it! A small laugh escaped the dark brunette, almost redhead, as he began to make his way towards the garage. There had to be a side entrance, of course there had to be. As he made his way around, he took note of a hole in the gate. A confused look appeared as he eventually jogged over, standing on his tippy toes to see through the hole. There was a swing, well, was a swing. The swing was wrapped all the way around a tree. Had someone done the impossible trick? The trick of going all the way around the top of the swingset? Maybe that was it! It certainly appeared that way to Christopher. “Jesus… I hope they’re okay. That certainly can’t be safe…” He mumbled.

Taking a couple steps back towards the garage door once more, he stood in front of the side door, holding the key in his hands again. “Let’s hope you work now.” He mumbled under his breath as he began to try and use the key on the side door. Nothing. Again. “Really? Nothing!?” He shouted again, but he tried to figure out an idea. Looking down to his feet, god damn it. “I have to crawl…?” He mumbled, carefully going onto his knees. He’d be able to climb through the cat door, so long as he watched his head and knees. Letting out a groan of complaint, Christopher began to carefully climb through the cat door, eventually landing on his elbows and knees inside the garage. A soft “umph!” escaped him upon doing so, allowing him to finally stand up and look around the garage. “Woah…” The garage looked like your average garage. There was a car covered under a blue tarp, a couple of bikes hung up, even a little pool to the right just by the bikes! That was something he took notice of as he looked through the garage. The door was partially open, separating the house from the garage as he hummed in acknowledgment to his own thoughts. “Alright, Chris. Gotta’ get through this without crying once.” He spoke to himself as he pulled open the door. 

In his view was the kitchen. A bit messy, but when were kitchens not messy? He looked around, trying to decipher what had happened without reading his mothers journal. Of course, he had that for a reason, but it was more so he could read his family's history. A soft sigh escaped him as he looked around. The canary. That was where Uncle Lewis had worked, he remembered that when he had scanned through the journal upon getting that. It was said in the earlier pages that the cannery’s tuna was usually brought in order to take care of the cat, who remembered the name being Molly. Funny… he had a great, great aunt named Molly.. Or was it three greats? He didn’t know. It’d been a while since he read the journal his mother gave him. The house was a mess as far as the boy could see, walking around and looking through whatever could be seen. In the journal, he remembered only one place that would deliver to the Finch Household. It was a chinese place, he remembered his mother mentioning it, but he didn’t know the exact place. Besides the fact that a ton of empty tuna cans and empty chinese deliveries were now in the garbage. Maybe he could fix this place up. Make it so he and his buddies, if he made any, could maybe stay here. He’d explain the story. At least what he could remember. 

A small sigh escaped the brunette as he continued to walk around the lower floor of the building, looking around at everything. Packages with those pink peanuts all over the floor near the front door, the photos that lingered in the small hallway, the closed up library his mother mentioned with yet another peephole engraved in it, a bunch of things. The bottom floor was always so much more calming than the floors that began to build higher and higher in the house. Sure, the inside of the mansion-like home didn’t appear to be as huge as the outside, but it was still such a nice house. A house with a ton of different stories to it. The living room led to the outdoors, at least it had a gorgeous view of the outdoors. Christopher thought so, at least. But reading the journal and remembering the story of his great-great uncles hurt. Calvin and Gus’s stories hurt. As he walked through the tiny hallway, he paused right in front of the music box. “Sven made thi for..” He was trying to remember as a small sigh escaped him, himself pinching the bridge of his nose. “..Barbara?” He tried to remember, beginning to unwind the music box. He was right, as a figure of Barbara had begun to spin, and Bigfoot remained in the background. Of course. Barbara was the child star of the Finch family. Christopher remembered that. 

Who didn’t? Barbara was well known for her scream at a young age, but knowing she died young, not even in her twenties, was painful for Christopher to remember reading. Don’t get him starting on Gregory. Gregory’s story shattered his heart when he first read through it. As his mind wandered on and on, the music from the music box played with a relaxing sort of instrumental. He enjoyed it as he began to make his way up the stairs. He looked towards his left. Three doors, sealed shut. Though, that was from the stairs. Facing the hallway and still to the left was another room and a staircase. Down the hallway, Great-Grandfather Sam and Great-Grandfather Calvin’s room was to the left, sealed up. The blue and orange split in the door contrasted one another. How Calvin always wanted to fly, and Sam in the army. The door in the middle was the bathroom, and Christopher believed he knew what happened there. Then to the right, was Great-Great Grandmother Edie’s room. “So Grandma Dawn closed up all of the rooms… but Great-Great Grandmother Edie installed peepholes?” He questioned aloud to nobody in particular. Letting a hum escape him, he began to make his way to the opposite side of the hallway. To the left was Molly’s room, yet another room closed off and sealed from the viewing eye. All besides that peephole. To the right, far as Christopher remembered, had been Walter’s room. Yet it was open? Holding a confused look, he entered the room, looking at the wall with a raised brow. He liked the aquatic theme of it. As he looked around, what caught his eyes was a book? A book with a lock on it. Going to stand in front of it, he looked at the book, keeping his look of confusion. Searching inside his pocket for the key he carried with him through the house, he unlocked the book. “This is weird… But, that’s what our families known for.” He murmured aloud as he opened the book. What surprised him was a latch. “Why the hell-?” He continued to speak to himself, pulling the latch up. It led to a room? A hidden room, he’d think. Pulling himself up and crouching in order to not hit his head, the boy began to sneak through, looking around. “Milton” was signed under a couple drawings. Uncle Milton, he believed. He saw his uncle’s… memoir by his mothers grave. But there was no date of death. Just his birth year. Strange, he thought as he continued on his journey.

[jamieontheroof]

Random things I noticed while playing What Remains Of Edith Finch

There was a poster of the cannery that Lewis worked at on the boat.

2. Edith Jr wears what appears to be an engagement on a necklace. Whether this is her ring or her mothers is not mentioned.

3. At the start of the game, Milton's missing posters are EVERYWHERE. There is even a giant pile of them in a nearby lake.

4. The dragon slide that crushed and killed Sven is still outside.

5. As you walk toward the house, the music gets louder.

6. The swing that Calvin flew off decades ago is still looped around the branch.

7. There was a spare peep hole in the garage that didn't have any names or dates on it.

8. At multiple points throughout the game you can hear a train in the background, despite the fact that the train tracks are clearly destroyed.

9. There are multiple pots throughout the Finch house that looks like they have eyes.

10. One of the books the Finches possessed was 'King in Yellow', a book known for making anyone who read it insane.

11. The house sounds alive, or like there are people constantly moving around it.

12. Walters bedroom is painted with both ocean and train designs. One of the paintings is the old house that Odin tried to bring to America.

13. There are drag marks on the ground of Walters bedroom (most likely made when his drawers were taken out of his room.)

14. The entrance to the tunnels is hidden by a book called 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, a classic sci-fi story about a sea monster.

15. Molly's room is filled entirely with animal books.

16. There is a jelly fish on Molly's bed (possible connection to the monster??).

17. Molly has a chalkboard in her bedroom where she is a princess in an underwater castle and Sven is about to get attacked by a sea monster (slightly resembling the dragon slide).

18. As shark!Molly starts falling down the cliff, she passes a road where headlights are briefly scene.

19. When the monster gets back to Molly's room, the window that cat!Molly jumped through is still open.

20. There are still Christmas decorations in Molly's room.

21. The curse is 500 years old. That is a lot of dead people.

22. In Odin's viewfinder, it states "His [Odin's] daughter, Edie, is already dreaming of new Finch house" showing that even though her own father died not even a week ago, Edie has already moved on.

23. The house is filled head to toe with books about death, including two that Odin wrote.

24. Sven's shrine does not have a log painting like the rest of the family. His portrait is painted on a simple canvas.

25. Edie has a number of strange tapes in her room including one titled "conspiracy now".

26. The toys from Gregory's final bath are still in the bathroom.

27. There is an old bottle of alcohol in the bathroom bin.

28. A lot of Sam's photos are based on Calvin (a swing, astronauts).

29. All of Milton's drawings are based on the death. (Molly = cat, Barbara = pumpkin)

30. There are cigarettes and gin on Sam's side of the room he shared with Calvin.

31. Calvin already had bruises, Band-Aids and a cast on his leg when he died.

32. Sam blames himself for challenging Calvin.

33. In the story, Calvin doesn't fall. He keeps flying.

34. Barbara's birthday cake is still in her room.

35. Barbara is holding crutches in her portrait.

36. There are totem-esc styles statues of both Calvin and Molly

37. Barbara's outfit is over the railing.

This is the same way the Hook-Man falls

38. "Performance of her life" can also mean that it is the performance she is known for.

39. There are spare portrait logs in the basement.

40. There is a fake window in the basement.

41. Edie's grave is finished despite her dying and then nobody else going to the house.

42. There is no grave for Milton.

43. Lewis' grave has a crown on it.

44. There are times wear it seems like you can hear sobbing (this one may just be me).

45. There is a box of Kay's old stuff in Sam's bedroom.

46. Odin has a park named after him.

47. This isn't a fact but I think this may be one of the funniest photos of the game (LIKE SIR? YOUR DAUGHTER IS SOBBING!).

48. Both Calvin and Dawn are on Sam's shrine.

49. Gus has a skateboard over his name.

50. Gregory has the soap bottle from his final bath in his shrine.

51. The music cuts out when Gregory isn't moving.

52. Same also blames himself for Gregory.

53. Gus never met his step mother.

54. Gus was crushed by the (totem) statues of his deceased relatives.

55. Dawn's light switch is the only one on

56. Most of the rules are about past deaths. (No playing outside without permission : Calvin, No answering door for strangers : Barbara, No messes after dark : Molly (???)).

57. Milton's garden has a castle (reference to the Unfinished Swan)

58. There is a small Sanjay shrine in the classroom

59. Edith JR did an assignment on her family history.

60. Lewis drew on his desk.

61. There is no death date for Milton on his peephole.

62. Edith JR wrote Milton's death date as 2003 (the year he disappeared).

63. The door from the flip book is in Milton's room.

64. Lewis' dream Palace is decorated with fish.

65. The gnomes scattered around the house are outside the original house in Edie's story.

66. The credits roll in reverse order.

AND THAT'S IT!! I had a few others I thought didn't need to go in.

[nobleclover]

I started this sometime last year and finished tonight!

Go play What Remains of Edith Finch if you haven't already!

[heroicvilliansometimes]

This might sound silly but I like to think Milton ran away, imagine growing up in a household where tragedy struck so often it was normal. Imagine growing with the fear that you could die any moment and your family probably wouldn’t care. It’s very suffocating so instead of staying he left, he probably didn’t want his family looking for him so he left no note. Just a drawing showing where his mind was while leaving and started his life from there. I mean the wiki acknowledges Monroe as Christoper’s “real life” family and the creators did say the Unfinished Swan was Milton’s story so it’s a good theory in my opinion.

[just-call-mefr1es]

when i tell you my fingers WORKED.

happy birthday milton 🎉 i had no idea it was your birthday🫶🏽

[zer0cyanz]

Happy Birthday Milton Finch!!^^ 🥳🥳

19/05/1992

Considering his lore, it’s hard to say just how old he actually got, but if he lived to the year 2025 then he’d be around 33 at the very least. That I’d say is rather neat

[sunsetthedragon]

I love the idea of Christopher and Monroe meeting later in life. Like a chance meeting where they happen to cross paths. I feel like it would go something like this:

Monroe: Wait, you’re not supposed to exist!

Christopher: Excuse me, your dad died when he was 11!

Monroe: That was just a misunderstanding.

Christopher: A MISUNDERSTANDING!!!!!

[angrydreamertaco]

[lyneydamagikman]

Happy bday, Milton Finch!

[mrsllyziy]

new doodles

I spent a long time looking for a type of brush that I could adapt to lol

idk

[thecrazyandtheweird]

Questions I have surrounding Milton Finch

(if anyone has answers please feel free to share)

1: How did the door only work for him?? We see the aforementioned painted door in his room, but the design is different and worn down. Is it even the same door? Idk

2: Monroe's mother: How did Milton meet her? If he had the ability to return to the real world and sire a child, why didn't he ever use that world-hopping ability to look for his family? Did he just assumed they all would have died? This is the biggest question for me; like how he came back, for what reason, and then why he abandoned both her and his son. How old was he even?

3: How could Monroe's mother have a magic paintbrush that she left to her son if Milton already had it in his kingdom? Were there two? Did he make her one of her own to make up for being an absent father?

4: Hell, he knew about his son, right? He seemed to know who he was. Why didn't you want to be in your child's life?? You gave him another paintbrush, more questions, and a half-hearted admittance to being a crap dad, then told him to leave where he'll never see him again.

5: (Throwaway Question) Would Dawn (before her death) or Edith ever find out about Monroe? Assuming theres DNA in this world, who's to say they couldn't trace the Finch relatives and reunite them. They could even have took Monroe in after his mom's death. Plus it would have been both curious, (now they know Milton didn't die) and therapeutic (having at least a piece of Milton back)

Its just plaguing my mind, I'm deeply obsessed with these games now unfortunately

[ilovelotsofthings]

Part of a comment I left on this video:

Normally I keep my socials separated but it clearly is my art in the pfp and I wanted my thoughts here.

Cut all but the Milton Thoughts out and it is rambling and jumbled so sorry

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Milton, I do agree he ran away even though idk where to as he was on an island .

I know most people don't like word of god saying wroef and unfinished swan are connected but I personally like it

(Spoilers for Unfinished Swan)

Also sorry I rambled a lot about it, haha

Like basically all of Unfinished Swan

Even though the story is very fantastical and unrealistic, I feel like it says a lot about Milton

He grew up and to me he wanted to be alone as the King never wanted subjects basically but he wanted to make something that would last forever

At some point, he realized he wanted a family, and iirc it is also because it is a kind of legacy in a way

The King (Milton) gets a wife (and takes forever to notice she is pregnant), and plans and plans, yet she leaves

The King falls into a depression.

His Wife gives birth to Monroe and raises him with love and when she died he went to find her swan painting that ended up leading him to The King

(This is 100% a story about family and legacy imo)

Monroe meets his dad and gets told a story, which includes The King saying he saw his funeral and all that was there was Monroe

Milton says he realizes that everything will not last forever and it if for the next person to build and create

Then he hands Monroe a paintbrush while saying that Monroe will be a better man than his father (or something similar)

Again I understand why some dont want it connected because of the fantastical elements but I see it more as what the level screens show

A story

It is just Unfinished Swan says so much about Milton

I would keep rambling, but idk if you read this as playing games blind without outside opinions is best

(I have way too many thoughts haha)

=== Comment End ===

Adding more

Unfinished Swan says a lot about Milton as a character because he wanted to create something away from the "Family Curse"

Also, I know it is because the games were made years apart, but the childhood bedroom I take as the place her grew up in because he had only been in the Finch house for... 2 or 3 years

Monroe is also more cautious but lively than the rest of his family /hj /lh

Milton just wanted to make a mark on the world and by the end of his life basically realized things will change and can't be the same

Also probably realized stories will be forgotten

(Which side thought as the "curse" has been around for 500 years iirc then definitely some have been forgotten to the years of time)

The King's last line to Monroe will always be in my heart

The next generation will learn and grow from the last, and while some setbacks may occur we will get there in the end

× My Art ×

[hannahhook7744]

Milton Finch Edit;

(Song: "Lost Boy").

(Reason: the song was suggested to me).

[wroef]

i wonder why they made milton and lewis’ stories so similar. I get they are brothers but it is assumed both of them left they’re realities to become kings in their imagination, either though disappearing or actually killing themself. I wonder if the whole king aspect is much more important than we let on. there has to be a connection between the two that i am missing. Sam and Calvin also had similar deaths so maybe it’s a brothers thing?

I think it could definitely be a brothers thing, yeah! I love parallels and foils so don't think this has escaped my notice! There are some problems that arise though, like how do Gus, Gregory, and Walter fit into the equation? Gus and Gregory had very different deaths, and Walter's death was different from his brothers' as well. Unless you assume he was like,, launched in the air by the train. But that's kind of comically unserious. I think even Edie would think that's a bit much.

What do you guys think? I'm curious.

-Mod Edith