#event translation

[acanth3]

追憶＊マリオネットの糸の先 / Reminiscence＊End of the Marionette's Strings

EPISODE 1

Mika: Hmmm? Only 30 minutes till’ our live and Nazuna-nii isn’t here yet…

Shu: Kagehira. Quit shaking, it’s uncomfortable. To rephrase it, it’s vulgar.

Don’t get distracted just because nobody is watching us, Valkyrie must always remain graceful.

If you behave unsightly I won't allow you to go up on stage. Understand? 

Whether you are there or not, it won't matter. 

Mika: Nnnnh, I’m sorry Oshi-san Standin’ around in the same place gets annoyin’. Is it okay if I follow you for a bit? 

Shu: Don't move on your own, even if you walk just a little you’ll soon forget what you have to do. 

As far as I’m worried you’ll ruin your costume.

Mika: Nnnh? Osh-san is worried about me~? I’m so happy.

Shu: What I’m worried about is the costume, not you! Just how much effort do you think went into tailoring the costume?

Kagehira, just take responsibility. 

It’s not something easy where you can just wash it if it gets dirty.

Mika: Nnnn~ I’m happy with our matchin' costumes. Oshi-san makes new costumes every live performance

So refreshin’ ♪

This is our general costume for Valkyrie right? Ha~ It’s cool, make us look like antique dolls ♪

Shu: It’s not supposed to create a nostalgic feeling, but the trend where it’s good if it’s new...I can’t stand it. 

I’m used to tailoring these kinds of costumes, I’m the only one who can prepare/tailor the costumes on my own. ♪

Mika: Nnnn, Mado-nee is also wearin' a matching costume! Cute~♪

Shu: That’s right, that’s right, praise more.

Rather than wearing it just because it looks cute on Mademoiselle, it’s only natural it looks good because I designed it. 

You too...Well it only looks good on you because you’re only good appearance-wise. 

Mika: Eh? Really? I’m happy~ Oshi-san has praised me~♪

Shu: Don't jump around! It would be a problem if you hooked your clothes somewhere, you careless person.

Nazuna: …..

Mika: Nnnhn!? I was surprised... Nazuna-nii how long have you been standin’ there? It’s quite late, I was worried! 

Nazuna: ….. 

Mika: Don’t act so intimidatin’! I’m older than you Nazuna-nii. I wont know what to do if you suddenly bowed yer head~...

Nazuna: …..?

Mika: Nnnn? Lookin’ at the costume? This is our basic Valkyrie costume, I get to match with you Nazuna-nii~♪

Nazuna: …..♪

Mika: Yeah! I think it looks great too! I’m sure it’ll look good on you too, Nazuna-nii.

Shu: Kagehira. Just shut up for a little bit. 

...It’s very late, Nito

Nazuna: …..

Shu: Well I’d say it’s okay, hurry get dressed. Your costume is over there. 

It’ll be difficult to wear it yourself, I’ll help you. 

Nazuna: ….. nods head 

Shu: Aaa, Nito, Nito, Nito…♪ My perfectly tuned, beautiful lovely marionette. Even today as well, you are perfect…☆

It’s a miracle of God given by heaven.

It’s such a shame to share this brilliant frame to average people in this world, I wish to keep it all to myself…♪

But unfortunately it cannot happen. 

Those insects are very disturbing these few days, so we have to defeat them. In order to do that we need you. 

Don’t worry, I’ll clean up this mess soon. 

Because it’s ‘fine’ we’re up against I thought what it would be like against Tenshouin, but after all, it’s child's play. 

They are not only the enemy of Valkyrie, of course there are others snobs within our eyes.

Let’s kick it all away, destroy it and pack it into a cheap stuffed toy♪

These days, including me, there’s a group called ‘ The 5 Eccentrics’ and so on.

At this point, everyone seems to be watching us silently. There is nothing in this world that tunes out our reign/superiority. 

Just a little more and this world will turn into a beautiful exhibition designed by me. 

It won't take long, just a little more patience. 

Nazuna: …..nods head

Shu: Nito, cute little rabbit…let's create a perfect world for you with no dust.

First of all, let’s begin to prepare for this showcase. 

Even if you spare the trouble of helping us, it’s still troublesome. 

Separated from the fools and the weak… let’s only bring the most beautiful and valuable into heaven.

Now, the beginning of a fun puppet show~ KaKaKaKa ♪

notes: i love shu sm im gonna die

[paleparearchive]

SummerTime Melancholy ~ The Night Flowers I Look Up At With You

Giotto's Scenario

Chapter 1 ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

(1/5)

Giotto: Oh no, I only got a few days 'til the event…

(It's an event sponsored by a salon I often deal with. I wanna do what I'm asked to, but I wanna do it well.)

I think it’s ‘cause of the quantity, since new pieces are brought in every day.

(The sales pitch for this painting contest is that a critique by a working artist must be attached to each entry.)

It's nice to see so many aspiring young painters out there. I wanna go straight to that enthusiasm.

(However, no matter how many days go by, the number of entries that have yet to be judged is still a problem…)

I wonder if I'm spendin' too much time judgin' one work…

(But a critique that only points out the obvious might nip young sprouts in the bud. I wanna praise and develop their good points.)

–In this work, the rough sketch is somethin’ to work on, but the colors are nice and the theme’s original… Also, oh–

Salon owner: Hey, Giotto. I came to check on you. How’s it going? How’s the works’ review proceeding?

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

(2/5)

Giotto: Ah, greetings…

Salon owner: Wait, you're not done at all! What's this all about? This is…

Just a quick glance at the work and a quick comment! You're a successful artist, you can do it, right?

Giotto: Right, but a coarse critique could nip young sprouts in the bud… I wanna develop the good points of the artist through their painting. They can draw this much now. If they continue like this, they'll get better. And yet, I can't let my critique cause ‘em to break their brush–

Salon owner: Hey hey, what are you talking about! More entries will be coming in the future, you know? I don't want you to spend so much time on one that you won’t be able to look at the others! Everyone is waiting for your critiques.

Giotto: H-Huuh…

(... W-Will there be more of ‘em?)

Salon owner: Now that you understand, I’ll ask you to do it more quickly next time! I'll be back to check up on you!

Giotto: … I'll try my best.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

(3/5)

Giotto: (Nothin' decreases as the days go by, only work tasks pile up.)

–I wanna paint a picture… How long haven't I been paintin’?

(As an artist, I'm happy to be in the public eye and to be relied upon. However, I feel like I’m forgettin’ myself as a painter. I need some time to face myself.)

I serve as a judge for competitions and show up at various painting events. I wonder if I will be able to go easy on my job soon…

Salon owner: –Giotto, is this a good time?

Giotto: Ah, yes?

(Ugh. I'm afraid I'm gonna get another scolding 'bout the progress of the critique.)

If it’s 'bout the reviews, I'm still workin’ on 'em–

Salon owner: No, that's not what I’m talking about today. I need you to perform at the noon part of the event.

Giotto: Ya mean the live painting?

Salon owner: Exactly. There will be a fireworks display at night, but I'd like a successful painter like you to make the noon session a great success. I've also asked you to be a judge for the painting competition, so it’s just right, yeah?

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

(4/5)

Giotto: I’m sorry, but I have other work to do as well, so I–

Salon owner: Huh!? Don't tell me you're going to turn it down!? I thought you would've accepted the offer without a second thought… I've also asked Raffaello to be your live painting partner.

Giotto: Raffaello?

(That guy also shows up in a lot of places, it must be tough for him…)

Salon owner: Well, don't be in such a hurry to give me an answer. You have a day to think about it.

Giotto: H-Huh…

Salon owner: I expect to hear a positive answer the next time I come back. Well then…

Giotto: (Even if he told me to think ‘bout it, what can I do?)

Hmm… I’m plannin’ on turnin’ it down, maybe I should consult with Raffaello directly?

(It sounds like he's been gettin' calls from everywhere, maybe he can give me advice with a similar situation.)

For now, I’ll just get today’s work done. I’m gonna make it in time for the event!

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

(5/5)

Raffaello: … Sigh.

Giotto: Raffaellooo, ya there?

Raffaello: ! Giotto-san, welcome. Do you need something from me?

Giotto: Yeah. I’ve got somethin' I need to talk to ya ‘bout, can ya spare me some time?

Raffaello: You want to talk to me? … Actually– no.

Giotto: Oh? What’s wrong?

(Somethin' seems off here. Could it be something's botherin' Raffaello too?)

What’s troublin' ya? If you've got somethin' stuck in your chest, I'm here to listen!

Raffaello: Ah, well… That is right. I do not feel comfortable talking about it here, so can we go somewhere else?

Giotto: Oh? Yeah, fine for me. I'd also appreciate it if we could sit back and relax, instead of standin' around. Since we’re here, why don't we go out for a drink?

Raffaello: Yes, that would be nice. Then, how about the bar?

Giotto: Okay. Then I'll look for a place and make a reservation for a table. Why don't we meet up directly at the bar?

Raffaello: Of course. Then, the time–

[bamboo-bees]

Lumiere of Bonds Lit in the Dim Night

What better way to commemorate chapter 5 than with a gif that I spent roughly 50 seconds making. Please enjoy 🙇‍♀️

⋆⁺₊⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆Chapter 5⋆⁺₊⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆

Shylock: “Shino is Shino, and you have your own thoughts. I don’t think it’s childish.”

Shylock: “Instead of stifling my feelings for someone else, I choose to be open with them, though that may just be due to my nature as a Western wizard.” 

Heathcliff: “……Haha, thank you Shylock.”

Black Dog: “Woof!”

Chloe: “Ahaha, he’s licking Heath’s hand. He must be really attached to you!”

Shylock: “Surely, he’s worried about you, who is depressed, and is trying to be comforting.”

Heathcliff: “………..”

Chloe: “…..I think this guy somehow resembles Shino.”

Chloe: “Not to mention his black fur and fiery red eyes…...”

Chloe: “And the way he cares so much about Heath.”

Heathcliff: “Chloe…..”

Chloe: “Furthermore…Heath is the same way in that he cares about his partner.”

Chloe: “Heath would be sad if he felt that Shino was neglecting himself precisely because he cares so much about Shino.” 

Heathcliff: “…..You’re right. That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to speak ill of this child.”

Heathcliff: “Because he’s a lot like Shino.”

Chloe: “In that case, you should tell Shino how you feel!” 

(Dog barks)

Shylock: “Oh my, it looks like this child is also pushing at his back.” 

Chloe: “Well then, I’ll have to work even harder. We have a ceremony tonight, so it’s the perfect time to make up!” 

Chloe: “Even though it’s called a ritual, it’s actually something more along the lines of a festival where you can have a fun time.”

Chloe: “Straighten things out with Shino, make the ritual a success, and have fun together!” 

Heathcliff: “Yeah…..! Thank you, Chloe. And you, too……”

(Dog barks)

Heathcliff: “Haha, that tickles….!” 

Shylock: “….Fufu, but of course Heathcliff, Chloe came with me because he was concerned for you, but….”

Shylock: “Apparently, it just ended up being baseless worries.” 

Heathcliff: “What’s the matter, Shylock? You’re looking at our faces and smiling…”

Shylock: “No, it’s nothing.”

Shylock: “Well then, let us head back shall we. There are people waiting impatiently for us after all.”

By the time I got back with Shino and the others, Heathcliff and the others had already returned.

Both of them seemed to be feeling awkward, but we all decided to proceed with the preparations for the ritual first and foremost. 

Shino: “Before the ritual begins all of the villagers will have to change their clothes, right? Are you going to be able to get them dressed in time?” 

Chloe: “Yup. I’ve only got a few more to go! I’m off to take measurements for the rest of them.”

Shylock: “Thanks to Chloe, it looks like we’ll be able to get the outfits together without any problems.” 

Heathcliff: “It was a considerable amount of food, yet they prepared enough for us and made it through without any difficulty. It’s amazing.” 

Heathcliff: “But aren’t you tired of using magic after all this time? If it’s just a little, I can help …”

Heathcliff was about to say something, but was suddenly too taken aback to speak. 

Shino: “……..”

Shino’s gaze captures Heathcliff’s profile. In that moment the voice of Chloe, who’s shaking his head gently, grew closer. 

Chloe: “Thanks. But I’m good at repairing and making clothes with magic, so it’s okay!” 

Chloe: “I’ll finish the costumes as they are. Heath, can I leave it to you and Shino and the others to help prepare for the ceremony?” 

As if prompted by Chloe’s smiling suggestion, Heathcliff and Shino both glance at each other. 

I’m sure Heathcliff didn’t say that to avoid Shino. As usual, it was simply his own way of showing that he cares. 

It was Shino who stepped forward and answered. 

Shino: “Yeah, of course.”

Shino: “When the ritual begins, let’s work each other to the bone. As contributors to the traditions of the village.” 

Chloe: “Yeah, let’s have some fun! Heath too!”

Heathcliff: “…..You’re right. We’ve got a lot of prep work to do. Let’s all do our best together.”

As Chloe leaves, he gives Heathcliff and Shino a high five, and runs away lightly.  

Shino and the others once again turn their faces away, but the air around them appears to have softened. The other wizards seem to sense this as well. 

Just a little more time until the sun goes down. 

The whole village is busy preparing for the night amulet ceremony. 

Little by little, I began to see the villagers dressed in costumes. 

Faust: “Let’s leave the costumes to Chloe and move on to the next preparations. If I remember correctly, they used to decorate the entire village with lanterns.” 

Cain: “Oh. The villagers should have the lanterns ready. Nero’s on his way to check on them now.” 

Just then, Nero returned with a few of the villagers. 

He looked somewhat uneasy. 

Akira: “What’s the matter?”

Nero: “Ah—….We have a bit of a problem.”

Nero: “I checked the lanterns decorating the village just now and found that some of them were partially damaged. It seems they can’t prepare the amount of lanterns they planned for.” 

Akira & Heathcliff: “Eh…..?”

Villager: “The ones that I kept inside the warehouse were all cracked. If only I had noticed it sooner…..”

Villager: “It’s been a hectic year, so it can’t be helped. But what can we do? We can’t wrap the village in light if there aren’t enough lanterns….”

The villagers’ faces are clouded over. 

Even though the ritual is already delayed, the whole village is in a state of slight impatience. 

Akira: (I’m sure I can just ask everyone to fix it with magic, but….)

The reconstruction of the village and the production of costumes must have already consumed a lot of magical power. I don’t want to put more of a burden on anyone.

Just then, a couple of village children pass us by. 

Child: “Brother, this pumpkin is heavy!”

Child: “Hang in there, hang in there. We’ll be home soon, so take care to carry it properly.” 

Each of the children were carrying a large pumpkin, which they had probably harvested from the field. When I saw it, I had a flash of inspiration.  

Akira: “That’s it…! How about making a lantern out of vegetables?”

Nero: “Eh?”

Oz: “Vegetables……?”

Akira: “In my world, we used to hollow out pumpkins to make lanterns.”

Akira: “You can make it look like the face of a person or animal, or you can carve a pattern ….”

Akira: “The hollowed out insides can be eaten, and the inedible part can be used for decoration, so it’s like killing two birds with one stone.” 

The children of the village were the first to react to what I said. 

Child: “Did you hear that? Pumpkin lanterns sound like fun! I wanna make one!”

Child: “Me too!”

Akira: “I’m glad!!! It seems like everyone was anxious to get ready for the ceremony this year because of all the damage from the bad weather and the delay in holding the ceremony…..”

Akira: “I hope that each of you can make a lantern of your favorite shape and greet the night with a pleasant feeling.”

Akira: “However, I’m going to need more manpower…..”

Looking at the happy children holding pumpkins, I direct my suggestion to adults in the village. 

Everyone looked at eachother curiously, but erupted into pleasant laughter soon enough. 

Villager: “Manpower is nothing new! If you have the means, I’d be happy to help.”

Villager: “Yeah. Thanks to you, the village has been restored so much. I have to make more lanterns and show you guys a beautiful ritual!”

Shylock: “Fufu. It seems that everyone is excited about the wonderful proposal made by the Sage. Of course, we are too.” 

Cain: “Yeah! Luckily, thanks to Oz, the reconstruction of the village was completed quickly, so there’s plenty of manpower to spare.”

Cain: “Let’s work together to make a lantern! Can you tell me what other vegetables you used besides pumpkins, Master Sage?” 

Akira: “Of course! Thank you, everyone!”

[kurerisama]

(i7) La Danse Macabre - Acte 1 Scène 7

Episode 7: Le traqueur fier

traduction française

Note: Cet event ayant été entièrement doublé, vous pouvez suivre la traduction en même temps que le jeu pour une meilleure compréhension.

Episode 7-1

dans la salle de réunion de l’Unity Order

Reue: Vous êtes bien bruyants, dites donc. Que se passe-t-il ?

Leiden: Wahaha ! Pendant que nous étions tous insouciamment endormis, quelque chose d’amusant s’est produit, Commandant.

Reue: Heeh… Non, ça ne va pas être amusant du tout. Vous avez le don de prendre plaisir à me mettre dans des positions délicates. J’ai bien remarqué, vous savez.

Schau: Qual est descendu à la Surface. Très certainement pour chercher l’Ange-sama. Il semble qu’il ait emmené quelques hommes avec lui. M’enfin, c’était prévisible.

Reue: Pardon…? … Haaah~ Oh, pas encore…

Leiden: Que faisons-nous maintenant, Commandant ? Nous ne pouvons pas juste laisser couler, si ?

Reue: Mmh… Hm, Leiden-kun. Va le chercher, et ramènes-nous Qual-kun le plus vite possible. Tu peux prendre jusqu’à dix hommes avec toi.

Leiden: Compris. Gaah, ça fait longtemps qu’j’ai pas été sur la terre d’en dessous ! Je serai heureux s’il pouvait y avoir autant de bagarre que possible !!

Schau: Quel barbare.

Leiden: Le travail sur l’Ark est bien trop paisible pour moi. Mes bras sont engourdis…!

Schau: Amuse-toi bien.

Reue: Toi aussi, Schau-kun, ton rôle sera de garder la population locale loin du chaos.

Schau: Bien sûr, bien sûr.

Leiden: Hey hey, bon courage au petit loup de la bergerie.

Schau: Tais-toi, veux-tu.

Reue: Haah… Qual-kun… Tch… Ne me rajoute pas une couche de travail.

à la Surface

Qual: C’est donc ça, le monde d’en dessous… C’est la première fois que j’y descend. … Si laid.

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: Qual-sama, je pense qu’il serait bon de nous rendre à la base de l’Unity Order avant tout. Les soldats de la base sont quotidiennement livrés à des conflits avec les peuples du monde d’en dessous, des informations sur Rebellion et d’autres organisations sont recueillis.

Qual: Oui… Veuillez m'excuser. De vous avoir fait agir contre les ordres.

Soldat de l’Unity Order 2: Non, Qual-sama, vous avez toujours étés bons avec nous. Et nous ne pouvons pas non plus pardonner à ces moins que rien d’avoir enlevé notre Ange-sama.

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: Exactement. Si c’est pour vous, Qual-sama, nous n’avons pas de problèmes à transgresser quelques règles.

Qual: Vous… Ah, très bien. Nous devons donc ramener l’Ange-sama coûte que coûte.

Soldat de l’Unity Order 2: Qui plus est, prenez le blâme lorsque le Commandant Reue s'énervera, d’accord ?

Qual: Ahahah, sans problèmes. Mais tout ira bien. Si nous ramenons l’Ange-sama, je suis sûr que même le Commandant Reue tolèrera cette infraction.

???: …

Episode 7-2

à la Surface

Qual: Tout est vraiment dévasté…

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: Sans parler de cette horrible odeur… Y a t’il réellement des personnes qui vivent dans ce genre d’environnement…?

Qual: Oui. Emmener l’Ange-sama dans un tel endroit… C’est inexcusable.

tire de fusil

Soldat de l’Unity Order 2: Aaarg!

Qual: Que…!?

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: U-Un ennemi ! Qual-sama !

Qual: Est-ce que tout va bien !?

Soldat de l’Unity Order 2: … Ugh, je vais bien. Le tir n’a pas été mortel…

Habitant de la Surface 1: Et beh, c’est vraiment des mecs de l’Ark. Ils se sont fait avoir comme des pigeons.

Habitant de la Surface 2: Pour marcher insouciemment en si petit groupe ici, ils nous prennent vraiment pour des abrutis, hein ?

Qual: Qui êtes-vous, crapules ?

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: J-Je pense qu’ils doivent faire parti d’une des organisations de résistance du monde d’en dessous. Cependant, ils sont trop nombreux… Nous devrions partir d’ici. 

Qual: … Partir ? C’est absurde. Pourquoi les humains fuiraient-ils les insectes ?

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: Qual-sama !

Habitant de la Surface 2: ‘Les laissez pas s’échapper ! Attrapez-les !

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: Ugh… Ils approchent !

bruit de coup

Qual: Reculez…

épées qui s’entrechoquent

Habitant de la Surface 2: Que !?

Qual: Mmh !

bruit de coup

Habitant de la Surface 1: Aaarg !

Habitant de la Surface 3: Rapide…! Hey, gardez vos distances ! Le combat rapproché est trop dangereux !

Qual: Hmm… Combien êtes-vous ? … Dix… Non, environ vingt. Vous grouillez comme des insectes sans une once de décence. De la vermines contaminant les sols.

bruit de coup

Habitant de la Surface 2: Aarg !

Qual: Pour avoir enlevé notre Ange-sama, le symbole d’espoir de l’humanité. Vous paierez de vos vies, moins que rien.

Habitant de la Surface 3: Hein ? Quoi ? De quoi tu parles…!?

Qual: Silence.

bruit de coup

Habitant de la Surface 3: Attends… C’est quoi ton histoire d’ “enlèvement de l’Ange” ? On sait rien !

Qual: Je n’en ai que faire.

bruit de coup

Qual: Lorsqu’un insecte te fais mal, il est naturel de vouloir écraser ses confrères lorsque tu en croise.

Soldat de l’Unity Order 1: …

Qual: Fiers soldats de l’Unity Order !

Soldats de l’Unity Order: O-Oui !

Qual: N’ayez craintes. Ils nous ressemblent peut-être, mais eux sont seulement de vulgaires insectes. Repoussants. Répugnants. Il est compréhensible de vouloir détourner le regard. … Mais en vérité, ils sont insignifiants. Ils ne sont pas notre ennemi.

Soldats de l’Unity Order: Oui !

Habitant de la Surface 3: A-Arrête d’te foutre d’ma gueule !!

Qual: Écrasez-les !!

Soldats de l’Unity Order: Compris !!

tirs de fusils, épées qui s’entrechoquent, coups

Qual: Attendez-moi, Ange-sama. J’arrive inévitablement pour vous aider. Permettez-moi de vous protéger.

[heartorbit]

if we could stay connected, just like this

[ventique18]

Malleus: "Wait, where are you going, Kingscholar? Do you plan to go alone?"

Leona: "Yeah? Why should I work with you just because you happened to be nearby?"

Malleus: "Because we don't even know the child of man's and the others' whereabouts."

Malleus: "It would be terrible if something were to happen to them. If we are to resolve this quickly, then you must know not to cause any more unnecessary trouble for us."

OMG! NO WAY! Malleus is so concerned about Yuu that he was willing to work with Leona to rescue them as quickly as possible... Oh my god... Oh my god... NO WAY

[bigfatbreak]

Does Chloe tone down her direct bullying/harassment of Marinette after that day to just the dead mom jokes out of guilt, or is it more that Marinette now being homeschooled means Chloe just lost access? Also, does Lila try the whole lying/sabotaging thing on Marinette and just fail or does Marinette just not care?

Lila has no reason to sabotage Marinette because Marinette isn't threatening her little empire she wants to build. In fact, she really wants Marinette on her side BECAUSE she's not apart of the school, so she doesn't need to keep up an elaborate web of lies! She can just try to befriend a talented girl who makes AMAZING food and try to get freebies~

meanwhile, with Chloe, things got really complicated after the pool incident...

Tom was not in the mood to put up with this crap.

[daily-trey]

*distressed squeaky noises*

K*-fi

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#718 He will-

Yuu*Got a text for a Dorm-Leader meeting* Just give me a minute-*Walking towards the door, slaps the head of Fellow, and proceeds to go out the door*

Fellow*holding their head, confused he was watching TV with Gidel and grim*I didn't do anything!?

Yuu*Turns back on heels mid-way to the door*I know ...but you will!

Fellow*Looks at Rollo who is reading calmly next to the window*Flamme!

Rollo*Sipping coffee,Not looking up*...You probably will

Part 3 of:

[vaguely-concerned]

sometimes I think of all the on-the-surface warm, well-meaning but deeply ineffectual advice and attention john gives harrow through harrow the ninth (make some soup and get some sleep! get a hobby! don't be so hard on yourself! self care harrow! as long as I need take no actual responsibility in this relationship whatsoever I would have loved to be your dad!) set up against the stark truth that with his other hand he has been staging her attempted horrific murder again and again and again like a living nightmare on the logic that it will 'put her down or fix her'. and then I find that I wish there is a hell. a special hell where twitch streamers turned necromantic death emperors go

[acanth3]

追憶＊マリオネットの糸の先 / Reminiscence＊End of the Marionette's Strings

EPISODE 13

Valkyrie Stage

Nazuna: ……!?

(Huh, the song has stopped!? Direction..? No, we didn't plan for this!)

(Our backup vocals have been interrupted! The recording of me and Mika-chan’s voices have stopped playing…the recording has disappeared!?)

(The microphone has turned off so I can only hear Oshi-san’s voice!)

(No…! Oshi-san is also surprised by the sudden intrusion and has stopped singing! Everything is going wrong!)

(Our fans are also confused, what is this!? An accident, a power outage!?)

(No! The light’s are still on! Only our recording has disappeared…?)

(I can help with the directing but I have to stay put. We just have to wait for the song to begin again!)

(Sing! All i have to do is move around a little and perform our live song! Just like back in choir!)

(It’s okay, I can sing/I can do it! I practise properly every day on the rooftop!

(But, I'm scared! My voice was packed and thrown away like in a garbage bag seen as worthless!)

(Won’t I just make Oshi-san angry again..?)

(My voice will be thrown away again right? Don’t sing without permission, I’ll get cursed at…No I will be punished.)

(If that happens, this performance will be over!)

(If such a miserable thing will come out of this, it’s better to just stay silent…?)

Mika: ~..... ♪ 

 ♪~ ♪~ ♪

Nazuna: (Mika-chan, you too…You were practising by yourself too, weren’t you?)

(Always left behind us..)

(I laughed thinking your position was too easy. You wanted to sing too! You are an idol after all, aren’t you?)

(Mika-chan is much more obsessed with Oshi-san than I am. He’s always cursed at and called a failure..)

(And still, he was with me.)

(He always laughed, worked harder, and followed me around desperately!)

(He’s so good at it! It’s a much more beautiful voice than mine! I think I would fall in love with you, you’re really an idol!)

(Mika-chan…you kept quiet and obediently followed us, didn’t you?)

(Oshi-san who’s nervous and in high spirits with a bad mouth, and me who's expressionless and unfriendly!)

(Everyday we spent together as ‘Valkyrie’...I don’t want to be stopped here!)

(His favourite Oshi-san that he loves get’s frustrated with him, and he sang, overcoming his fears of being thrown away!)

(Yea…! I don't even want it to end here! In a stage like this!)

(I also want to put on that costume for my birthday! And more costumes and more..!)

(Yes! I'll give you a birthday present! So, let’s all sing together please!)

(From now on, forever we’ll be ‘Valkyrie’..!

Nazuna:  ♪~ ♪~ ♪

Shu: (Kagehira…Nito…I see, that’s right..!)

(Aa..really, I can't believe I was a fool.)

(I thought about our failure so much, if either of us showed our weakness we would have been taken advantage of. So that’s why I…)

(It’s far too late to regret any of this now, it’s a bit hard to hear..)

(Our live performances as Valkyrie must stay perfect, and yet both of their voices..)

(Of course it’s a consequence for me, I didn’t help them practise singing and sync my voice with them. I thought I had protected them.)

(I couldn’t see their true value, through my blinded eyes.)

(My body lost its balance a little, I feel as though my body is going to shatter..)

(Because we’re just antique dolls, relics from the past..)

(I noticed it too late, even if we just get a scratch I’ll only continue to sink down further.)

(But we should at least go out until the end. Nito, Kagehira, my youth…my dear ‘Valkyrie’.)

 ♪~ ♪~ ♪

Nazuna: (We really all sang, I feel like crying to death.)

(.....Our reputation amongst the audience is tattered now.)

(We sang together over the recorded one…this was our first and last time.)

a/n cant upload nazuna and shus singing part ill post it seperately mayb

[paleparearchive]

SummerTime Melancholy ~ The Night Flowers I Look Up At With You

Giotto's Scenario

Chapter 2 ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

(1/5)

Clerk: Welcome.

Giotto: It's Bondone, who had a reservation at the back of the room. My companion will come later.

Clerk: Yes, sir. I will show you to your seats.

… … …

Raffaello: –Giotto-san, sorry I’m late.

Giotto: Raffaello! I've been waitin' for a loong time~

Raffaello: My apologies…

Giotto: No no, I'm just kiddin'! I just got here too! See, I only ordered a drink!

(That guy, he's got a lot on his mind, huh? What happened…)

Raffaello: –What did you want to talk about in the atelier, Giotto-san? Let me hear that first.

Giotto: Oh, right. There’s gonna be an event in the near future sponsored by the salon Kuroda regularly deals with, right? I was asked by my superior to participate in the live painting for the event. I was told he asked ya to be my partner, is that true?

Raffaello: I was told that too. … I see, so you were talking about the live painting.

Actually, I have a problem with that too.

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(2/5)

Giotto: You're also wonderin' ‘bout participatin' in the live painting?

Raffaello: It is just… How should I put it?

Giotto: Ah, I rushed the conversation. My bad.

First of all, ya need to drink. Ya need to have a moist throat to talk. It’ll be better for ya to get ready to talk.

Raffaello: Thank you…

… … …

Giotto: –C’mon, Raffaello. Ya can order for more.

Raffaello: No, thank you. If I drink too much, I will get off track from what I want to talk about. I have had enough.

Giotto: Ya sure of that?

Raffaello: Yes.

… So, this is just a rumor, so I am not sure if it is true or not. But I heard that Ingres-kun was banned from the salon.

Giotto: Ingres? Why him again…

Raffaello: I think he caused a violent incident.

Giotto: A violent incident, ya say?

Raffaello: Yes– Ah, this is my fault. Because I made a fool like me his mentor, even if only temporarily. I was not able to guide Ingres-kun properly as a painter…!

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(3/5)

Giotto: It's not your fault, you know, Raffaello?

Raffaello: But I have not seen Ingres-kun since I heard that rumor. I feel like he adored me a lot before that. I think he also had some thoughts on my teachings. Because of a teacher like that, oh God.

Giotto: Did ya hear that from Ingres himself?

Raffaello: I cannot confirm that with him. First of all, I do not even know where he is.

Giotto: But that doesn't mean you…

Raffaello: And then, I wonder… I could not even draw a picture for some reason. Maybe I am no longer a good artist.

I do not think I would do well if I took on live painting in this condition.

Giotto: (He blames himself and sees everythin' in a negative light. That’s a bad tendency. If I don't do somethin', he's gonna break his brush. Before that happens, before his mind crushes, I must do somethin’–)

Hey, Raffaello!

Raffaello: … What?

Giotto: Join me in turnin’ down the live painting request!

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(4/5)

Giotto: (Raffaello thinks Ingres failed ‘cause of him. If I had been the perfect teacher, the one who could paint the perfect picture... I would’ve been able to guide the young talents well. Goin’ to live paintin’ in such a state would be like poisonin’ yourself.

Raffaello: Turning down the live painting request?

Giotto: Raffaello. We're artists. Whether it’s to resolve our problems or face ourselves, ain’t paintin’ supposed to be indispensable for living creatures like us?

So I came up with a great idea. And I want ya to go along with it.

Raffaello: Me?

Giotto: On the day of the event, why don't we do some live painting, just the two of us?

Raffaello: Live painting, just the two of us?

Giotto: Of course, it ain’t the kinda thing you'd bring in guests for. It's just us painting live. It’ll just be us doing live painting.

As people gather at the event site, the remote areas should be quieter. It wouldn't be a bad idea to pick up the brush in that distant place, unbound and unburdened by anythin’, would it?

Raffaello: … Fufu, it surely would be nice and easy-going.

Giotto: Right?

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(5/5)

Raffaello: However, for me painting is…

Giotto: Ya don't gotta try to finish it. That’s the kinda distraction it should be.

Raffaello: I see.

–I want to paint a picture.

Giotto: Me too.

Raffaello: Alright. Let us do it, just the two of us.

Giotto: Aight, then it’s a deal!

… … …

Giotto: Okay, today I gotta write critiques to the rest of the paintings. I'd like to get it done as soon as possible before my boss comes to check on me–

Salon owner: Good morning, Giotto. Let me ask this immediately, you'll take care of the live painting, right?

Giotto: Ah… My apologies, but I was thinkin’ of turnin’ it down.

Salon owner: What!? Even Raffaello said no, and now you too!?

Giotto: I'm sorry. I'll do a good job with the critiques for the competition…

Salon owner: I’m asking you to be really brisky with that, please! I'll be back to check on you!

Giotto: (... Even though it was my decision, it’s still hard not to, let’s say, “live up” to people’s expectations…)

Even so, I feel like I’ll be able to open up somethin’ thanks to the live painting with Raffaello.

Aight, I’ll do my best!

[rakiah]

[breath in, breath out] …… Can we talk about those lines?

[kurerisama]

(i7) La Danse Macabre - Acte 1 Scène 6

Episode 6: Le Miracle de l’Ange

traduction française

Note: Cet event ayant été entièrement doublé, vous pouvez suivre la traduction en même temps que le jeu pour une meilleure compréhension.

Episode 6-1

à la Surface

Arme: Uwaa !! Un lapin ! C’est un lapin ! C’est la première fois que j’en vois un vrai… C’est bien plus rond que je ne le pensais. Blanc… Et rondouillet…

Libel: …

Arme: Est-ce que je peux le caresser ?

Libel: … Non. Tu vas tomber malade si tu touches des animaux sauvages.

Cura: Ahah, il sait vraiment rien, le p’tit gars. Il est mimi.

Fuga: Moi, j’l’aime pas du tout. Il agit si naïvement sans même sans se rendre compte qu’on est là.

Cura: Hey, c’est pas dérangeant. On va mettre quelques jours avant d’arriver au repaire. C’est mieux qu’il soit comme ça plutôt qu’il soit bloqué dans la déprime. Et c’est pas comme si on venait de le kidnapper. Plus il s’amuse, moins j’me sens coupable.

Fuga: Qu’est-ce que tu dis ? Y a pas besoin de se sentir coupable. C’est la faute de l’Ark après tout, c’est eux qui nous ont toujours opprimé !

Cura: …

Fuga: Il s’amuse sans même savoir ce qu’il nous a fait subir pendant tout ce temps, ça m’agace. J’ai simplement envie qu’il prenne conscience de la situation…

Cura: Mh, je comprends ce que tu veux dire… Mais bon, dans tous les cas, je pense que lui expliquer quelques trucs ne peut pas être une mauvaise chose. Hey, Libel, p’tit gars ! Venez par ici un moment.

Libel: …?

un peu plus tard

Cura: Donc oui, la différence entre la situation de l’Ark et la Surface est inquiétante, presque désespérée. Ici, y a pas assez de ressources pour tout le monde, alors on s’entretue, tandis que l’Ark peut vivre en paix de façon prospère. Et malgré tout, l’Ark ferme les yeux et fait mine de ne rien savoir. Même si bon, je pense qu’ils n’en n’ont rien à faire tout court. Ça fait un moment qu’on essaie de les contacter pour qu’ils puissent nous aider. Mais ils continuent de nous ignorer.

Arme: Je… Vois…

Cura: Du coup, euh… C’est un peu difficile à avouer, mais…

Libel: C’est pour ça qu’on t'a enlevé. On pensait qu’en prenant en otage quelqu’un d’aussi important que toi aux yeux de l’Église, alors on pourrait finalement avoir un dialogue.

Arme: Aaah ! Je comprends ! Vous êtes vraiment clairvoyants !

Cura: … Il va finir par me rendre fou.

Arme: Hmm… C’était donc pour ça. Excusez-moi, je ne savais vraiment pas que la Surface était devenue ainsi.

Cura: En même temps, t'as dis toujours avoir été enfermé dans ta chambre, nan ?

Arme: Oui. Je suis l’Ange, alors j’ai toujours vécu en sachant être le symbole de l’Église, de l’humanité et de l’espoir. Je me contentais de me présenter devant les fidèles une fois tous les quatre ans, et en voyant leurs yeux s’illuminer pour moi, je savais que j’étais une source d’espoir pour eux. Ma vie se résume à cela.

Fuga: C’est ennuyeux, ça, nan ? A part ce jour précis, les jours se répètent.

Arme: Ahah. Je suppose que l’ennui ne se ressent pas si tu n’as jamais rien à quoi le comparer. Et puis, je lisais. Ce n’est pas comme si je n’avais personne à qui parler non plus. Je pensais juste que c’était comme ça que les choses devaient être.

Fuga: Mmh…

Libel: Arme…

Episode 6-2

à la Surface

Arme: Malgré tout, je comprends. Même si, bon, imaginer qu’un endroit aussi magnifique que la Surface se détruit peu à peu…

Fuga: Mais bon sang ! Qu'est-ce qu’il y a de “magnifique” ici !? Tout est détruit !

Arme: …! Si je vous ai énervé, je m’excuse… Mais… C’est vraiment ce que je pense. A mes yeux, la façon dont la terre, les végétaux et même les animaux s'accrochent si désespérément à la vie, ça semble vraiment magnifique.

Fuga: … Qu’est-ce que tu baragouines…

Libel: Moi aussi, c’est ce que je pense.

Arme: Bien évidemment, vous qui m’avez enlevé pour votre survie, vous êtes tout aussi resplendissants !

Fuga: Où est-ce que tu veux en venir, gamin ?

Cura: Ahah… T’es sérieusement un p’tit gars étrange, toi.

Arme: Je me suis décidé… Je tenterai, moi aussi, de leur demander. S’il y a quoique ce soit qu’ils puissent faire pour la Surface, alors…

Cura: … Pour de vrai ?

Arme: Pour de vrai ! Je demanderai directement à Eternea-sama. Même si, je ne sais pas si ma parole sera d’une grande aide…

Libel: Eternea… Le dirigeant de l'Église de Nerve ?

Arme: Oui. Eternea-sama est vraiment un homme très gentil !

Cura: Ça nous aiderait énormément ! Ça rendrait les négociations bien moins difficiles.

Arme: Vraiment !? Je suis heureux de l’entendre…

Cura: Dans tous les cas, on doit quand même rentrer au repaire pour pouvoir contacter l’Église. Mais ton aide va beaucoup me soulager…

Libel: Merci, Arme.

Arme: A-Aah ! Ce n’est pas grand chose, Libel !

Fuga: Bien, si ça peut nous aider, alors ça me va.

Arme: Ah, c’est vrai… Il y a quelque chose qui m’intrigue un peu.

Cura: Qu’est-ce que c’est, p’tit gars ?

Arme: Mmh… Peut-être que vous n’êtes pas les personnes à qui je devrais poser la question, mais… Pourquoi y a-t-il des ressources sur l’Ark ? Il n’y en a pas à la Surface, mais il y en a dans le ciel…

Libel: …?

Fuga: Hein ? Qu’est-ce-que tu racontes ?

Arme: Pourquoi le peuple de l’Ark ne connaît-il pas la faim ? Moi aussi, je mangeais tous les jours. Même si la Surface meurt de faim, pourquoi n’y a-t-il des ressources que dans le ciel ? Alors que nous n’avons ni sols ni rivières…

Fuga: Nan, mais pourquoi c’est toi qui pose la question ?

Arme: Hein ? Que voulez-vous dire ?

Fuga: Comment ça “que voulez-vous dire” ?

Cura: C’est pas grâce… “au miracle de l’Ange” ?

Arme: Comment ?

Cura: Mais le fait que l’Ark flotte dans le ciel ! Que là-bas, il y a de la lumière même dans les nuits sans étoiles…! Et que les gens ont bien assez de nourriture pour vivre…!! C’est pas censé être les miracles de l’Ange qui béni l’Ark !?

Libel: C’est ce qu’on nous a dit, à nous, peuples de la Surface.

Arme: Miracle… Qu’est-ce que… Je ne sais rien de tout ça… Je…

[lavulabi]

my body collapses on the floor as if gravity became a hundred times stronger i am down awfully The floor can't hold me any longer i fall through the roof of my downstairs neighbor smashing into the kitchen table where a few seconds ago a fine vase gifted by a long dead grandma is shattered to bits I am down terriblly the shattered vase burrows itself in my skin and flesh as I destroy the ground and fall into the sewer It smells weirdly familiar somewhere a memory is repressed to no more than a painfully jo-