#geraud oc prisoner 007

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So, I remembered Picrew existed because of that last post so here's what the milgram ocs look like for the most part.

As they say ladies first-

Mirelle Apte 002 (Star made this wonderful little lady. I just torment her. Star here! Mirelle is great~ Leave her alone. Gunsli here- No~)

Alli’s OC Creator!

Afra Barnes 004 (Gunsli's responsibility. I made this lovely child she gets confused easily and doesn't know much about the real world but she's trying to learn!)

Alli’s OC Creator!

Ina Faraday 006 (Huh, she's someones responsibility. But I keep stealing her because she's fun- Star and I both made images of her at like the same time so she has two. Star here! She's just a little bean :- 3c)

Here's mine

And Star's the person actually responsible for her~

I think it's funny that we both legitimately almost created the same exact physical image. Star said it's co-custody. So, our daughter now.

Alli’s OC Creator!

Vinya Artley 008 (Ha, ha I am not feeling good. Gunsli's responsibility I made this girl Vinya and I both didn't like that. Star: Baby girl. Baby.)

Alli’s OC Creator!

Nayo Ellis 010 (This little problem child is Star's responsibility. She's always getting into something and pretty untrusting. Star here~ Gremlin childe. Yet somehow not as feral as she could be.)

Alli’s OC Creator!

Daniel Livingston 001 (Gunsli's responsibility sadly I made this guy.)

[BAYDEWS' avatar maker!!] V2

Zareth Johnson 003 (Star's responsibility Star here this is my perfectest boy, he never falls over himself and he's trying So hard to be good.)

[BAYDEWS' avatar maker!!] V2

Nell Newell 005 (Gunsli's responsibility. I made this little guy he's pretty great.)

[BAYDEWS' avatar maker!!] V2

Geraud Princeton 007 (Star's responsibility- Star here! I made this guy who is So So Normal and Well Adjusted.)

[BAYDEWS' avatar maker!!] V2

Milko Vereze 009 (Gunsli's responsibility I came up with this guy he's a bit of a pushover isn't he?)

[BAYDEWS' avatar maker!!] V2

[milgrammaintenance]

12/1/24 2:49pm

Daniel: . . .

Zareth: mmm...

Daniel: . . .

Geraud: Look he started it.

Daniel: *sigh* Alright sure...

Geraud: What he did! What sort of person fights someone so much smaller than them anyway?

Zareth: ...

Daniel: Does seniority and size difference only matter when it's convenient to you?

Geraud: Tch...

Daniel: Neither of you are seriously injured... So at least you have some common sense but seriously- Lay off it. I'm in a bad mood.

Geraud: ... Jeez, sorry.

Zareth: Um is everything-

Daniel: What? Do you want something else?

Zareth: Ha-a no...

Daniel: Then let's just sit here and be quiet. They only stuck you with me because you guys can't stop causing trouble. Learn to sit still before I have to give you both a reason to learn.

Zareth: Soooo cool-

Daniel: Huh- shut up!

Geraud: God you're a weirdo...

Zareth: Say it again!

Daniel: Geh- I said be quiet! I'm in a bad mood stop fooling around- Hey; don't touch me!

Persons of Interest

Sunday March 10, 2024

It was stupid to be thinking about any of that now.

I deleted everything. There was nothing to look back on. No matter how much I wanted to. I deleted things regularly. I didn’t like leaving traces of myself. Because when I did it felt…

Haunting.

It loomed over me. Every mistake, every held back word. It was easier to look away then to face the person I consistently was. It was stagnating to look back on myself having the same old issues.

So, I ran.

I ran in every way I could but… I always ended up heading back. A part of me thought it was funny. Most of me saw it as unfair. I never got a lock on my bedroom door either. A good bit of me was more pissed about that than anything. Maybe I should just pick one up next time I’m out at school then install it when my dads on one of his trips.

Nah, waste of time he’d just take it out when he got back.

Seriously what a pain… I sighed as I looked down at the sidewalk for what felt like the thousandth time. I’d only just taken a break to look up. Should I really be thinking about locks right now… Well better to think about that then-

“Ugh.” I groaned as I kicked at the concrete.

This is his fault…  Accepting my cruelty, being patient with me, and always… It was all so disgusting. Why am I even going here? Should I go? Am I even needed there? Or am I…  

Monday March 13, 2023

“What’s the issue? He does anything you want him to, right? So, just ask him to quit the team.” Devin waved off my concerns like they were nothing.

Did he only hear what he wanted to? He wouldn’t listen even if I told him I didn’t want Daniel to quit the team. He wouldn’t care. He just knew Daniel was better at this than the rest of us.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, “Yeah, he does what I ask him to sometimes but he wouldn’t just drop football entirely just because I asked. Have you completely lost it? Nobody has that much say in someone else’s life. It’s not like he’s-” Like me who just does whatever his betters tell him to do, “Look, he’s not going to drop a sport he likes just because I tell him to. Plus, his entire scholarship is riding on it. What else could he do?”

He swiped up on his phone mindlessly as he leaned against the table, “Don’t give me that crap- He still has the grades to stay on scholarship if he quits. It’s not like there’s nothing else he can do. Isn’t the dude more into science anyway?”

Of course, as soon as he bothered to look at me I was shrugging and hoping my annoyance wasn’t showing on my face. He just had to look up then. How annoying. What did he mean Daniel liked science? Talking like he knew him more than me.

He’s probably just throwing ideas at the wall to see what sticks. I mean they share a lot of classes together though. Unlike me he practically sees him all the time…

I brushed away the thought, “I don’t know he hasn’t talked about liking any of his classes. School has always been kind of like work to him.”

“Yeah, it’s kind of like that for everyone. I mean who gets excited about going to school?”

“Ha, true… But Daniel’s different, you’ve seen it, right?” I looked over at him and it was his turn to roll his eyes, “We both know how it is. We show up, do our work, leave. But we can still have some fun in between with him… It’s not meant to be fun or anything.” I said as I failed to hold back a yawn.

He groaned, “Ahn, yeah he is like that… I tend to have a good bit of fun at school.”

Yeah, I bet you do.

“Bu- Hey, what’s that look supposed to mean?” he stopped mid-sentence and sent a glare my way.

“It means that doesn’t surprise me, Devin. Of course you have fun at school.” I said with a laugh.

He let out a sigh while waving me off, “Whatever, what I’m getting at is Daniel is weird but you are too. It doesn’t look like you’re having much fun either but you spend all your time out. Like you’d rather be anywhere than at home but be honest you hate this place just as much?”

“I don’t know what you’re trying to get at… But try not to project your issues on me. I’m having a great time.”

“Psh sure you are. Well you’re better off than Daniel at least” I looked out the window as he spoke certain he’d start bad mouthing him again, “Daniel doesn’t seem like he likes being anywhere.”

Was that concern in his tone? Does he know something that I don’t? Daniel’s room flashed back to mind as I clenched my teeth. There’s no way, right? The things only meant to be between us… He wouldn’t no… Devin is just assuming things again. Yeah, there’s no way.

No way in hell Daniel would tell him something he hasn’t even told me.

I laughed lightly, “He likes being at home.” I managed to get the words out then he laughed too.

“Really at home with his mommy and daddy? I didn’t peg him as the sheltered and clingy type.”

Tch, see he doesn’t know anything I was getting worked up over nothing.

“He’s definitely not that. His parents have never really been home that often since we were kids. Unlike our helicopter parents his work.” I said and he laughed.

“Alright fair… So, wait like is he always alone at home?”

“Usually, he sees his parents in like the morning, but they don’t get back until like way after he goes to bed.”

“Dang that must be nice. I might have to hang out with him more.” Devin was typing something into his phone.

“You and him hanging out more, really?” I was forcing myself not to grind my teeth after I spoke.

“Yeah, I’m texting him right now-”

When did he get Daniel’s number? What the hell is going on here... He can’t be serious. I couldn’t see his phone from across the table. This is what I get for always wanting space.

“Gonna see if I can go over and hang out with him Thursday hear some of his strategies.”

Wait no he’s serious- “You’re serious.” He’s dead serious.

He gave me a grin, “I mean well since he’s gonna be a part of the team” he dragged out the word team, “I should learn to get along with him, right?”

“I told you I can’t get him to quit.” I grumbled and he rolled his eyes.

Now it was Devin’s turn to shrug.

“Mm-hm you did… I can’t change how you feel Vance. If you think nothing you say will have an impact, I guess it won’t.” he put his phone down and began to gaze out the cafeteria window. “But you may not know him well enough to say for sure he wouldn’t do it if you asked.”

Yeah, I’m starting to figure that out right now actually.

He looked at me as though waiting for a response but I just held in the words that were trying to rush out my mouth. Daniel would never quit. You’re being stupid. Just making shit up! You don’t know him well at all! You especially don’t know him well enough to say what I don’t know.

“Maybe you’re right Devin. I don’t know what you seem to think you know at least.”

He gave me a disinterested look, “Vance man I like you- You’re cool but you’re dense as hell. Ya know that?”

“I doubt you actually like me. This whole thing we got going on is a matter of necessity, isn’t it?”

“Yep, dense as hell like I said.”

“Whatever.” I said while leaning down to grab my backpack from under the table. I flung it onto the tabletop more aggressively than I had meant to before pulling my work from the weekend out.

“If we only play chummy because our dads are friends then why hangout with me in your own free time?” he asked.

I took a deep breath through my nose before pushing it out, “It’s exactly because our dads know each other.  Look I don’t particularly dislike you Devin but I’m not putting emotional energy into things I had no choice in. I chose Daniel to be my friend my dad decided we’d be friends. Knowing my dad approves of you makes me wary- I think you can understand that at least.”

“Ah, seriously what a pain…” he said as he leaned his head in his arms and sighed. He pushed himself back up with a weak sigh, “I get it- You can’t ask him because you’re afraid he wouldn’t listen huh? What you guys not as close as you used to be? Is that why you’ve been hanging out with me during the mornings instead?”

He’s making a lot of annoying assumptions again.

“You and I both know Daniel doesn’t come to school for breakfast.” I muttered and he laughed.

“Yeah, it seems we both know about the same amount when it comes to him. Maybe I know more than you.”

“Maybe you do.” I said while flipping through my work to see if it was all there. Doing another once over wouldn’t hurt. Plus, it was a good excuse to ignore him.

Devin chuckled, “What a mean glare. Does the idea really upset you that much?”

“It doesn’t upset me at all.” I assured him.

Why would I be upset? Daniel hated Devin… He thought the dude was obnoxious. He told me himself. Why would Devin’s words mean more to me than what Daniel said. Exactly they wouldn’t I was fine.

“You know he and I have talked about you a lot in class.”

My body went rigid at that, “More like you’re trying to pit everyone against each other for the quarterback position, right?” I gave a dismissive shrug, “I shudder to think what you’ve been telling him about me. Probably all nasty stuff about how I’m gunning to ruin his chances. How I’ll do anything to be on top. Huh, just like you’ve been saying about him?”

“Well yeah- gotta see what works ya know.” he said with a laugh.

Really, I couldn’t believe he was admitting it so easily.

“What don’t look at me like that- You know what sort of guy I am already Vance. What would I need to hide?” I tapped my pencil against the cafeteria table.

I really didn’t think he’d just come out and say it like that. The natural thing would be to deny it… Something is going on here.

“I told him you know Vance only cares about looking good for coaches and getting ahead- That you were just using him to make yourself look better. And know what he said?” there was an airy chuckle that came from him that sounded way to genuine for my liking, “He said so what.”

What…

“He said what does that matter as long as you’re doing good he doesn’t mind getting used. So you see you should just ask him to quit if you really need that position. And given your dad you really do don’t you?”

“Shut up. I gotta check over my assignments before turning them in if you’re not going to go over the work with me you can leave now.” So, what… he just said so what. Is that really what he thinks I’m like? Someone that would do anything even use him to get ahead. Is that how I came off to him?

What a jackass…

“What I thought you’d be happy about this. You’re the one that’s been worried about what’d happen to you if you didn’t make quarter back this year.”

I continued looking over my work silently hoping he'd catch the hint.

Sunday March 10, 2024

Am I just a burden he's carrying? A nuisance... Would he even want me going to his house? What if he left to get as far away from me as possible. Become unburdened... What if I was the only one ever having any fun and all he ever did was humor me? What if I'm the reason he's like that?

Do I even deserve to go I never checked on him when he was there...

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Lope's Commencement

Daniel Prisoner 001

Mirelle Prisoner 002

Zareth Prisoner 003

Afra Prisoner 004

Nell Newell 005

Ooopsie did you need that?

Ina Faraday 006

007- Geraud Princeton

Place of birth: Edinburgh, Scotland

Date of birth: 06/29/2011

Age: 12

Ethnicity: Indian-indonesian

Humble- not like that will get him anywhere though. Hasn't anyone told this guy that people will take advantage of traits like those? Well, not like that's any of my concern- Outside of that, he’s not that interesting. He can be easily talked into doing things, so do with that what you will.

Prisoner Color: #E8B5BD

Permanent record

Princeton has a 3.7 GPA with average class participation. Sociable, but teachers have concerns that he is either being bullied or taken advantage of.

Dear Princeton household,

Geraud has repeatedly been caught red handed shoplifting and vandalizing. In each instance he has made attempts to make amends for the behavior and visibly displayed feelings of remorse and shame.

His reasoning for his behavior in each instance has remained vague and at times difficult to follow. Given the consistency of these instances we are recommending that you enroll him into behavioral therapy at your earliest convenience. If you are in need of finding affordable options, please contact us at XXXXXXX.

All of our staff would be more than willing to help Geraud get the accommodation and access to treatment he deserves. Until then we would also recommend more quality time and open communication be strived for within the home. Having family dinner at the minimum once a week, giving him a curfew, and making sure that he does not remain idle or unaccounted for over long stretches of time. All these things could aid in stopping this behavior.

Sincerely,

XXXXXX

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Lope: People this age can really get loud. What is this a free period? Anyone here has my apologies for the length of this transcript. Well a cotton tail would have shortened it more I suppose.

Jackalope: Ah, did that apology include me?

Lope: I don't know. How much longer is dredging up my transcripts going to take?

Jackalope: . . .

03/05/24 10:34 PM

Afra: Hm did I see them when I woke up? Ba-but why are you asking? Daniel: Well, I just thought it was kind of weird that they were nowhere in sight when I woke up. Kind of felt like they just showed up. Afra: Wait if you’re suspecting them of something then they’re definitely not suspicious I swear. I did see them! I’ll confess okay- Just don’t think they’re bad people when I’m the one at fault here. Nayo: Confess? Hold on- Take a breath and calm down then explain. Afra: O-okay… Well, ya see- Nell… I-i… I woke him. I know I said it was bad when you two got up but it was pretty scary and he was sleeping closest to me so I thought it’d be fine. But… he got really mad. He looked at me super meanly and then began looking around the room quietly. When I followed behind and tried to talk to him. Well, he gave me a stern look and shook his head while motioning for me to be quiet. Then ushered me to sit down in that corner. You’re not going to tell anyone I woke him up are you? I know I’m a monster who ruins people’s sleep we don’t need to tell anyone else do we- Daniel: … Nayo: Ya, know. Yeah, that tracks for both of you. But what about Milko? Afra: Ah, well…I don’t think Nell’s usually like that he was probably just cranky. He’s actually rather nice so it’s um probably my fault you see- Nayo: Yeah, I got you. Okay?  But what about Milko- Afra: Nell was really mad because of me and he, he-  He kicked- Milko: Hey, whatcha guys talking about? Daniel: God you’re quiet! Man weren’t you meant to be looking over the kitchen. Milko: I just finished up. Wha- Di-did I interrupt something? Are we not meant to be going to check the hall? Afra: I’M SO SORRY! Milko: What- huh why are you? … Milko: Oh, you wanted to know about that. Ha, yeah Nell was so ticked he kicked my head like a soccer ball. The lights were out when we woke up and I guess his eyes hadn’t adjusted to the dark enough to tell it was another person. That kid can be scary. Needless to say I had a pretty rude awakening. Ha, ha… It still hurts. I was disoriented for a bit. After he basically just dragged me around with him since and I quote I seemed reasonable. Nayo: You got kicked in the head and didn’t yell. Milko: Ah that would be manly wouldn’t it… But no I cried and stumbled about disoriented until tripping into one of the bunkbeds like an oaf. Daniel: Dude you could have lied. Milko: Well not really Afra saw me so- Afra: I’ve brought pain to so many people while here. I deserve to suffer. The cost of penance is so high that nothing can pay it but my swift death. Daniel: What- NO! That’s not how this works. Milko: I told you when we talked about this just because you inconvenience someone doesn’t mean you deserve to die. Daniel: THIS IS THE SECOND TIME THIS TALK HAS HAPPENED?! What is wrong with you people? Is mental health a pipe dream to you? Self-worth a lie that others just discuss to spite you- Zareth: I wasn’t even talking. I’m being good and keeping still. Vinya: I sure hope it’s a pipe dream! Because I’m going down that bitch like a slide! Yippie~ Can I get a witness? Ina: Yeah, girl let that mental health drop! Let its ass reach the ground. Fuck getting better get worse always and forever! Daniel: I wasn’t referring to any of you! God, I am going to need mental health care after this- I didn’t need it before but I feel so uniquely sure after knowing you all for these few hours that I need it. I need it so much- Is anyone here normal?! Geraud: We went over this- Daniel: FUCK IT; FINE! *sigh* Okay, okay…it’s fine just breath in then out. *sigh* I’m not going to be able to take this much longer. Milko: Ha, this must be rough for you. Daniel: Get your arm from around me mister wow isn’t this exciting. Milko: Ah… …it is..exciting though.

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03/05/24 10:12 PM

Nell: So, that’s the plan for now huh… Milko: Well, like you said there isn’t much guarantee that the outside is better than in here. Daniel: Yeah, and those lockers while stupid had to be set up by someone. Geraud: The clothes too. Nell: For now, we should work under the assumption that this is random, and they know nothing about us. Geraud: Can we really work under that assumption safely though? Milko: I don’t think you’re fully grasping what Nell is saying. Geraud: Okay, elaborate then. Milko: If I’m following you correctly, Nell. Then it’s best for us to assume whoever is behind this knows nothing while expecting them to know everything, right? Nell: Maybe. Daniel: Now what the hell does that mean? Nell: For simplicity’s sake it means to assume they know us and don’t. Instead of trying to piece things together ourselves or seeking to find out how we could be related- We should work under the assumption this is random. Milko: That way we don’t end up giving out information that could be used against us later by trying to discover what’s going on. Nell: Exactly. If we get rid of the why from the beginning, we can focus on things that better our chances of making do with what we have. Right now, why we’re here doesn’t matter. How to survive while here does. Daniel & Geraud: … Daniel: Ah, you’re both weird. Got it. Geraud: Well, having folks that can think like that is pretty helpful here. It's not like anyone else here are super normal individuals. Like Afra and Vinya. Milko: Yeah, I’m kind of concerned about Afra… I don’t want her to get the impression this is what all schools are like. Or even that this is normal. Still, it's good that nobody is really panicking. Geraud: Mm… Nell: Something up? Geraud: It’s just if it’s like that it may be best to have these sorts of conversations elsewhere. Instead of in the place we woke up. Milko: True, this room isn’t really that secure. We can never know who’s listening- Isn’t that the scariest? We might want to get the tinfoil out. Daniel: The only thing scary here is your sense of humor! Nell: Ha, well it is kind of funny. Geraud: Hey, I was being serious. Nell: Sorry. It’s just- Well it’s best not to panic more than necessary. When it comes to stuff beyond our control it’s best to let it be.

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03/05/24 9:50 PM

Nell: They’re really making a ruckus in the hall. Daniel: Yeah. Hopefully they aren’t fighting each other. I hear that girls can get pretty rough around that age. Nell: Are you not around girls a lot? Daniel: Ah not really, I go to an all guys high school. So- Geraud: What’s up with that? Why are there even schools that are all guys? Nell: Well, there are all girls schools too. Yet, this is pretty rare. You know running into one of that breed… Daniel: Hey, what does that mean?! Geraud: He does give off that sort of feeling... Milko: Yeah, rich kids are like that huh. Totally easy to spot. Daniel: Umm I think you’ve got the wron- Milko: Let me guess around upper middle class, suburban neighborhood- No cul-de-sac maybe? Furnished basement level income. More than likely on a scholarship though. Daniel: ! Milko: Your family is probably new-new money.  They still have to work for it not comfortably secure but not really struggling either. I’m on the nose aren’t I? Daniel: YOU’RE WEIRD THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE! Nell: Pffft… Milko: That’s harsh I was just trying to make conversation… Daniel: By playing guess who with my family income- What type of conversation is that? Have you ever been taught manners. People your age should know better! Milko: Ah, I’m sorry… I didn’t think I was being rude or inconsiderate. Daniel: Don’t start sulking like you’re hurt! Ugh-fine it’s fine. Just- save your observation skills for when we’re looking around this place.

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03/05/2024 9:37 PM

Geraud: Looks like everyone has split off. Zareth: This is like gym class all over again… Geraud: They’re mostly all doing their own things though. Zareth: That’s true. Geraud: It’s best to stay put and out of the way. If others want to rush all over then just let them. Milko: Ah, true; that’s completely true! No need to act rashly and end up getting in someone else’s way. Best for those who can’t do much to just stay put. Geraud: Um who are you exactly? Zareth: … Zareth. Geraud: Ah, no- Not you. Zareth: Hah, of course that makes sense no one would want to willingly know me. Milko: . . . I’m Milko but I said so earlier, right. I saw you looking over at me when I was speaking to Nell. Are you interested in becoming friends with Nell by any chance? You two look to be around the same age. Plus, you were watching our conversation pretty intently. So, there must have been some reason for acting like you hadn’t heard. It’d make sense if you were just embarrassed. Zareth: Ah, yeah- I know I definitely heard you both talking earlier but- It’s not because I was eavesdropping or anything noise just travels in here! Geraud: Are you implying I’m lying? Milko: Well, you don’t seem to be hard of hearing is all. Geraud: You’re annoying me. Milko: Plus, you showed no interest in knowing Zareth’s name but wanted to know mine. Of course that’d come off as suspicious. Were you just mad about me jumping into your conversation. Geraud: Well, no one was speaking to you. Milko: Well, it’s better to join in than to silently brood. Plus, it’s important to check in on younger people. I wouldn’t want any of you going off on your own and getting hurt. My conscience couldn’t take it. So, you could say I was killing two birds with one stone. Zareth: Ah- that’s reasonable… We don’t know what’s in this place after all. But are you two um arguing? Milko: Huh, I don’t think we are. At least I’m not trying to. It’s just I think it’s a bit rude to be so dismissive when someone gives you their name. I don’t want to be pushy but you should probably apologize to Zareth and at least give your name too. Zareth: Wait hold on it’s really not that big of a deal! Geraud: My question wasn’t directed at him though. I told him that because it was the truth. I’m not gonna apologize for telling the truth. Milko: Truth or not you’ve gotta admit that was rather rude, dismissive, and actively singled me out for no other reason but to be passive aggressive. Geraud: Mmm… Fine my apologies mister goody-good. Milko: Thanks, apology accepted. Geraud: Piss off. Milko: Huh, you know that sort of attitude kind of suits you more. Geraud: … Milko: So, what’s your name. Geraud: I’m not giving it. Leave.

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[milgrammaintenance]

12/19/024 6:30am

Nell: Hm? Geraud what are you doing in the kitchen?

Geraud: Um- well I just thought I'd try to um... Like well... Ya know.

Nell: Mmm...?

Geraud: I was just making something...

Nell: Wait you cook?

Geraud: I usually just make drinks but I was feeling a bit... homesick so I requested a cook book and was trying to make one of the recipes.

Nell: Do you want a hand or the room to yourself?

Geraud: I- I would appreciate some help...

Nell: Okay...

[milgrammaintenance]

12/1/2024 12:52am

Zareth: Ahh... this has turned into a giant mess. Not what I was expecting in the slightest...

Geraud: Huh, seriously what the hell is your problem? Such a damn buzzkill. Shouldn't people your age be able to carry a mood? Why did Nell have to leave me to look after you of all people.

Zareth: Ah, whatever, whatever- This is all bullshit! Where's Milko- when is he gonna be back.

Geraud: Ugh, shut up- JUST SHUT UP! Dang I'm sick of hearing your voice it's day in to day out Milko where's Milko god what is he your surrogate parent or something. Stop whining like a brat for their mom and grow a spine all you adults are useless.

Zareth: ! Wha- what the fuck did you say to me?! At least I actually know Milko you aren't even from this fucking country! Why are you even here-

Geraud: You-

Zareth: All you do is go Nell, Nell all the time following him around and doing whatever he says.

Geraud: Oh; I'm gonna kill you-

Zareth: Try it short stack I'll give you a swirly for so long you drown!

Geraud: I'd like to see you fucking try- You can barely hold yourself up let alone me down.

Zareth: You wanna go!

Geraud: YEAH MAYBE I DO!

[milgrammaintenance]

08/13/2024 9:35am

Geraud: Have you seen Nell?

Ina: He was holed up in the kitchen last I saw.

Geraud: Thanks.

[milgrammaintenance]

08/13/2024 8:00am

Geraud: Mmm… Wait, where’s Nell? He’s usually out here with tea by now.

Zareth: Heya!

Geraud: ! Why are you so loud so early?

Zareth: Nell told me to bring you this. *clank*

Geraud: Oh the tea… Wait; is he busy with something?

Zareth: Hm, well I tried to suggest he take a break to play but he just said he’d cook everything in advance. I don’t know why. He’s kind of overly diligent.

Geraud: Why were you telling him to take break?

Zareth: Because everyone should take breaks don’t you think so?

Geraud: Not from, like... What they enjoy doing.

Zareth: Who likes cooking for a bunch of ungrateful people, though? It’s not like anyone compliments his cooking or praises him for the cleaning he does.

Geraud: … You feeling alright? I remember you being a bit more.

Zareth: More what?

Geraud: … Well, less direct.

Zareth: Ah, yeah, I guess I’m just a bit wound up. It’d be nice to play something together. That would really calm me down.

Geraud: … Yeah. Sure.

[milgrammaintenance]

08/12/2024 5:00pm

Nell: I think Zareth is gonna kill one of us.

Geraud: I- I’m sorry how did that connect to anything I just told you.

Nell: I’m not gonna lie I wasn’t listening to a thing you said.

Geraud: Alright… you’re clearly stressed.

Nell: You’re not?

Geraud: Nah. Not really. It’s Zareth I think we wouldn’t even need Daniel to take him- You and I could do that all on our own. Ina could fold him.

Nell: Mm… I’m not really sure.

Geraud: ? Okay, you’re really scared…It’s freaking me out.

Nell: Mmm… I hope Milko gets back soon.

Geraud: Uh, look it’ll be fine…okay. There, there.

Nell: I hope he liked the food… So, he spares me.

Geraud: Jesus Nell!

Nell: I could taze him if need be but…

[milgrammaintenance]

08/12/2024 2:55pm

Geraud: Excuse the fuck out of you- The hell are you lying in front of my room for? You imitating a doormat? Hold on I’ll go get my shoes so I can wipe them off on your back-

Zareth: Please, don’t do that. Just be normal and cheer me up.

Geraud: Huh, have you lost it- Why would I spend any time consoling you? Go find someone your own age to cry to.

Zareth: That’s the problem Daniel told me to fuck off. I don’t think he wants to be my friend. This entire recess sucks… Not one person will play a game with me. All the girls are doing exercises together and the guys are what just split off. There’s no male unity.

Geraud: Are you trying to start a boy’s club or something? Look that’s kind of hard when all the guys aren’t here, ya know?

Zareth: Ah, yeah… and the one person who has to indulge me is missing. This seriously is the worst.

Geraud: Hold on what do you mean by has to?

[milgrammaintenance]

08/09/2024 11:43pm

Nell: Hm...uhn... dang it?

Geraud: Is something wrong? You're kind of murmuring a lot. It's making it hard to get to sleep.

Nell: Ah, sorry... I'm just a bit worried. I guess and the stress is making it difficult to sleep.

Geraud: Oh about Milko? Don't worry he's pretty sturdy.

Nell: Uh, yeah... I guess.

Geraud: No problem try to get some rest man. Or at least keep it down. It's going on midnight.

June 26, 2024

I walked into my room. I didn’t really know how to approach this. Ever since our talk while he was in that depressed state, Daniel had been emotionally relying on me.

Well, even before that...

May 04, 2024

“Hm, something wrong? You didn’t sprain yourself, did you? I know this is-” Daniel cut me off while I was in the middle of speaking.

Nayo was off to the side watching us as we moved things. It was weird… I didn’t really remember seeing her around anywhere. Yet most of the other people here I knew from one place or another.

I shifted my focus back to Daniel.

“Huh, what did you say?” I asked and he looked nervous.

“Ah, you’re gonna make me repeat it.”

“I-I’m sorry I really didn’t hear you.” I stammered out the words awkwardly.

“I said would you mind rooming with me?” he looked down at the ground as he spoke.

I looked at him in what I could only imagine was confusion, “Huh, what why do you want to room with me?”

“Well, hm you’re… How do I put it. You’re kind of not terrifying.”

“Um…thank you?” I said not really knowing if that was a compliment or not.

“No, I mean like you’re approachable. You don’t seem like you’re going to bite my head off or anything." he spoke lowly while move his arms about awkwardly and avoiding my gaze, "I’m really bad at keeping a room clean and I’ve never shared anything before."

Daniel looked over at Nayo as she was staring at her note book anxiously.

He continued in a whisper, "I’m an only child after all. But you seem responsible enough over yourself to not care about that and let it slide. And I really don’t want to end up rooming with someone as…” He looked over at the others, “Well they’re all pretty particular is all.”

Nayo was jotting things down while her recorder hung halfway out of her pocket. I glanced back at Daniel who looked tired from just looking over at her.

Oh, okay... Yeah, that made more sense.

“Huh- yeah sure we can room together.” I said and he relaxed a little.

“Oh, thanks I’ll try to keep my area clean… I just really didn’t want to make anything worse for anyone.”

Was that really something that should be his concern especially in his situation, “But you’re not worried about it bothering me, huh?”

“Ah, well you’re an adult aren’t people your age supposed to know how to humor kids?!” he asked, and I just laughed.

Ya, know I wasn’t expecting him to be this much of a brat if I’m honest. When I wrote on the football players in the area I described him as responsible and dedicated a rare talent.

Yet…

He was as average as it got in a lot of ways. I think that was what made this a bit harder. I could tell Daniel was still struggling a lot. Despite how much he tried not to show it to Nell and the others.

Well, nothing to do other than rip the band-aid off and get going.

"Hey, Daniel I'm leaving for a bit." I stood in front of the bed but avoided looking up at the top bunk.

I didn’t want to look at him when I said it. I knew just up and bailing in the middle of whatever he was going through was the last thing he needed me doing right now. Yet, Nell needed me to do this. Most of all I needed to know why the hell this was happening.

It was inconvenient but we needed to stop sitting around and start looking for answers or at least a way out. It’d been months with basically no information from the outside. There was probably no one even looking for us.

We needed to take care of this on our own.

That was only becoming more and more clear. But… Daniel was clearly being hit hard by whatever verdict he’d gotten. He was indecisive and spaced out a lot. It’s like he was anxious about doing anything.

Plus, he kept touching his bracelet even more than usual. He used to just do that when he was anxious but now he was doing it like every other second. Then whenever he had time to himself he'd just spend it bundled up in his bunk like this. He was a bit of a wreck, but he hadn’t panicked or started crying from what I could hear.

I turned around to walk off when he grabbed my shirt sleeve.

"Milko whatever- I did I'm sorry. Was it my attitude?” he asked as his grip tightened. Even through my uniform it was hurting my shoulder, “I can try to be in a better mood. I swear I can be happier and fun!” his voice was panicked and wavering. He was gripping my shirt so tight I had to move backwards because my collar was choking me. “I'm just not, I mean I can get up right now and-"

“Daniel.” I finally cut into the conversation as I leaned back against the metal bars of the bunk bed. I couldn’t help but sigh as his grip loosened.

Nell had told me not to tell anybody what we were trying to do… He said it would be safest that way. At least until we knew something more concrete. Yet, I couldn’t just leave him with the impression he had.

"I’m not leaving because of anything you've done. I'm just going to look for something." I still couldn't bring myself to turn and look at him. He just looked so down usually and I knew in this moment I'd be the reason for that expression. I- I just couldn't really bear being responsible for something like that. "I wasn’t really going to tell anyone that I was heading out at all... But, I know how people just vanishing can impact you.”

At that Daniel finally let go of my shirt before resting a hand on my shoulder, “Thanks… I- I really appreciate you taking that into account." he gave my shoulder a light pat as he spoke, "I just wish…well I wish you didn’t have to leave.”

“I should only be gone a few hours at most. Hell, I might not even find anything." I said as I relaxed a bit myself.

His hand on my shoulder relaxed, "Promise?" the word was murmured in an incredibly childish way.

"I promise." I said with a small laugh and he let go.

I didn't understand why Daniel had become so indecisive. However, I recognized having me around helped him relax and I didn’t want to ruin the one bit of comfort he had. Despite still not being able to sleep well with others around myself still…

Daniel was getting back on track bit by bit. I didn't want anything even my issues derailing that. It's not like he wasn't helping me as well. Even though it was still difficult I could at least bring myself to sleep with him in our room now.

Not with the door unlocked though…

I haven't completely lost it.  Still, some would say that was something I guess… Well my psychiatrist definitely would.

Daniel was just going through a bad break up. That's all this was and i told myself that all the time. These sort of things happen in a ll sort of relationships. Right now, he was just confused by all the opinions on something that was frankly no one’s business but his. Confused and vulnerable.

Yeah, that was all.

He just needed someone who would be patient with him and not push him. Sometimes that’s all anyone needed. However, this was especially true with Daniel. The only thing I learned about him during his trial was that he was constantly under this immense pressure ever since he was younger. I mean don’t get me wrong he’s lived a far more privileged life than me, of that I was definitely sure.

Yet, it came with its own fees to pay. For him that was always being patient, diligent, not putting up a fuss.

It made dealing with emotions difficult for him.

Which was rather sad considering his mother's occupation…

He had told me his parents did their best to accommodate him. Yet stuff like that sometimes only made it more difficult for one to complain. I mean how can he honestly complain when he knows he has it so much better than so many other people. People in general are always told be happy because somewhere else there's someone who's got it much worse.

Like that's some great excuse reason not to work towards anything better.

How could Daniel complain? To an extent I didn't even feel like I had the right to myself. Maybe this was all projection. Maybe I just wanted to be there for Daniel in ways people weren't there for me. Maybe this was a selfish sort of kindness but I didn't really care.

It was clear to me that this was a pretty shitty loop to be stuck in.

Yet, that was the life he was given and he could only do his best with it. He wasn’t immensely well off or poverty stricken. He was just living the average American dream but even that was enough to make anyone feel like complaining made them ungrateful.

I mean it made him ashamed of even ask me to room with him. Plus the only reason he asked me that was so he wouldn’t inconvenience anyone else with how he actually is… Which is usually too upset to do anything other than what he absolutely has to do.

He was depressed plain and simple.

I didn’t know if it was persistent depressive disorder or what, but it was pretty clear. He’d lose interest in his long-term hobbies, not eat anything for days on end, sometimes not even leave his bed for entire days. Sometimes it would seem like he was going to have a good day. Get up and out around the rest of the facility. Then he'd panic. He'd freeze up in front of our room door and look outside of the glass for a bit as though debating it before turn around. Dragging his feet back to his bed and hiding in the covers again.

When I asked him how long that’s been going on he just said, “Huh oh that… it happens a lot. Like I think it’s been happening since I was like eight on and off. It’s pretty normal. Everyone has bad moods every now and then.”

How do you tell someone actually that might be this?

It’s like I’m not a psychiatrist; I don’t have a doctorate in psychology. I’m just kind of sure it’s that and when I asked him if he was diagnosed with anything he just went,

“My mom keeps track of that stuff and keeps my school informed about it. So, hell if I'd know I’d have to guess I’m diagnosed with something. Don’t know what though.”

Mmm… Mrs.Livingston I understand the logic but like he’s in high school tell him.

I looked back at Daniel who had finally let go to see he was laying down hugging his pillow while looking off at the far end of the room. As the adult here I really couldn't let his mental health get worse. It wasn't as bad as it had been before. At least the bruises were going away and new ones stopped cropping up.

The cut was bad... but that's not what Daniel does. So, I was good with believing him when he said it was an accident.

"Daniel remember what I said, okay?" I asked as I looked at his eyes. He looked at me and gave a slight nod, "I'm serious no matter how bad it gets you can't start doing what you were doing again. It's not right or helpful."

He looked at the ground, "I won't do that anymore. Just hurry back, okay?"

"Okay, but in the off chance I can't make it back... I need you to know that will have nothing to do with you." I was making my way out as I spoke. There was a lot of clamoring behind me before I was tackled.

"Why wouldn't you come back? What are you looking for- I can go look instead. I don't I can't let you vanish on me too. I'll do it just stay here. Please?"

Daniel was in a panic with his weight and the weight of my uniform though there was nothing I could do. I was pinned on the ground, but I wasn't scared of Daniel. I hadn't started freaking out. I was calm and that scared me.

Why am I calm?

Daniel moved back quickly apologizing profusely, "I- I'm sorry I just panicked. I'm so sorry um please don't leave. Let me go do it." He reached his hand out to help me up then pulled it back. "You probably don't want help from a guy that just physically assaulted you like that."

"..." I was dumbfounded. I couldn't think of anything to say. Daniel was handling his outburst really well, respectfully and with consideration for my comfort. He was still just a kid. Yet he seemed kind of a bit too informed on how to handle himself here… Maybe that's what led to him being a lot stricter with himself.

"It was just a tackle, it's no big deal. Are you okay?" I asked him.

He was shaking and stammering, "I'll go so you stay..." he was right back to the point. All nerves and looking like he barely leave this room let alone go look for whatever information may be out there. "I don't." he held his head a look of anguish on his face, "I don't care if I get hurt or lost looking around. You just need to be here."

What? What the heck was he saying all of a sudden?

"Daniel what the hell, man- That's a terrible thing to say! Look I get you’re-" I tried to get us back to some leveled ground conversation wise. Yet, before I could even managed to get a full sentence in he interrupted.

"NO, YOU DON'T GET ANYTHING!" he shouted as he kicked the wall. "Just... shut up and stay there. I can do it!"

I couldn't help but jump back at his outburst he was clearly upset and honestly he was terrifying when upset. I didn't know what he'd do to himself and him kicking the wall just put me more on edge.

He looked down at me eyes widening as though he just realized what he'd done, "I- I can..." he muttered as he looked at the ground away from me.

I sat there on the floor staring up at him. He was a sobbing mess. I really don't believe he genuinely thought he could do anything. He just didn't want me to go.

"You're the only one who's been... nice to me just to be nice. Not to convince me of anything." Daniel muttered and a shudder ran through me.

"Hah you really thought we'd be nice to you- What just cause? That's so naïve it's cute."

I shook off the words from back then. They hurt... to think about.

"You should just not think then."

My stomach sunk as I looked to the window in the door. No, he wasn't there but... I scrambled to my feet and pulled Daniel over to the side before using my shirt to wipe off his face.

"What are you?" He tried to ask but I cut him off.

"Listen to me, this is something I can only do. Alright?" he shook his head, "I'm serious Daniel only I can do this, and I can only do it now. So, please just trust me? And- Now more than ever stick to what I told you when we started rooming together alright."

"Okay, alright- I'll stay away from Zareth.” Daniel rolled his eyes and shrugged as he finally agreed before his shoulders slumped defeatedly. He looked as though he was holding himself back from saying something else before he sighed, “It's not even like he and I've talked that much. He's always with Nayo doing whatever theater kids do. I don't know rehearsing lines." he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. His eyes cut towards me before he quickly looked away, "Why don't you want me talking to him anyway?"

"Zareth has a lot of negative coping mechanisms. I don't want them rubbing off on you."

It was the truth, just not the whole truth. I was already weirded out by knowing most of the folks here. No doubt Daniel was too. There was no need to make things harder on him.

"Oh alright. He must've gone through a lot then." Daniel looked back at the ground, "He probably saw something terrible."

"Go on do it Milko. I wanna see. Come on you need my help don't you."

"Yeah...maybe." I muttered.

"Huh you're really not as good at it as that other guy. The feeling just isn't there. Try again." "Look just help me already Zareth- Please?!" "Oh yeah that's the sort of look! Do it now and make sure to keep that energy." "Ugh..." "No, no I said keep that energy! Damn it Milko you're so fucking useless!" A firm stomp landed on my back, before another, "Fucking hell can you do anything right? Do you want me to call him is that it." "No, no- I'm sorry Zareth! I'm sorry!" He began resting his foot on the back of my head. Tapping it lightly, "Hmm... okay you'll just have to find another way to ask then. Maybe beg me to help like this and I'll consider it."

Pathetic... I'm so pathetic. I should have just told Daniel the truth.

"Ya going somewhere Milko?" I jumped at the sudden question.

"Um not really I’m just walking around."

Zareth looked me over carefully, "Ahn, it seems like you’re lying but- whatever. Look, I'm still pretty ticked about what you did."

I moved back trying to make the action look casual as he walked up to me.

"I should have been in the same dorm as Daniel not Nayo. Did you agree to the age thing after just to spite me?" he jabbed his finger into my chest emphasizing the words, "Is that it?" he held his stare on me not budging, "Because literally if it’s about age you know damn well that he’s in my grade. We’re literally the same age unless he was held back. So, what the hell?"

"Even if I hadn't agreed to that- Daniel had already asked to room with me and I told you that Zareth! It was his request. I just agreed.”

"Yeah, sure. I get it." he said and I relaxed a bit before he pulled me by my shirt, "If that’s really the case, Milko, then you should have said no. Now I'm rooming with an older girl. Because of you!" he growled before letting go of my shirt. He sighed before giving me a smile, "Sure, Nayo is nice I'm not complaining too much. But she could use you’re whole older sibling figure schtick a lot more than Daniel or me. So, switch rooms with me. Now.”

"I-i can't do that."

"This wasn't a friendly request, Milko." he said while shoving his hands back in his pocket and tapping his foot slightly, "You know better than me that we won't be stuck in this place forever. How do you want life to be when you get out, huh?"

"Nn... I..."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. So, once you finish whatever it is you’re doing you tell him you want to switch rooms. Oh, and try to remember how to pick your battles. This little game of pretend is making your head stupider than it already was."

"..." What can I even say to that?

Why the fuck was he here- Why were any of these people here?! Why did I have to be put here with all these fucking…

"Uh...fuck! Damn it, damn it!"

I need to find some information fast.

08/09/2024 11:36 pm

“How long has it been since I got here?” Damn it I promised I’d be right back too. This is ridiculous… how long is this going to go on?

[milgrammaintenance]

Nell: Ugh...

Nell: Huh; when did I get back here?

Geraud: Oh you're up!

Nell: ...?

[milgrammaintenance]

Vinya: Mmm... so we can't tell anyone?

Geraud: No, Milko and the others are handling it. You shouldn't have started yelling your head off to begin with.

Vinya: It was a lot of blood I freaked out.

Geraud: So, you yelled out for Milko of all people.

Vinya: Well, he is the oldest. Plus he has volunteer experience so.

Geraud: Ugh, I guess. Though it looked like Nell had the situation under control already. He was already going to get the first aid kit.

Vinya: Look I already said I panicked. Either way how did that happen?

Geraud: Well seems like he broke the mirror and went ahead from there.

Vinya: Yeah but why he's been in great mood this entire time. Unlike before.

Geraud: Hey- I don't know. I'm not a mind reader- Besides people can do anything for any reason. Like you're older than me so if you care about age so much how about you go figure it out on your-

NELL!

Milko: !

Milko: Shhh be quiet he passed out from shock. Look let's just all settle down for a bit. You two watch Nell and I'll clean everything up okay? Outside of Mirelle and I, no one leaves their rooms. No one.