#milgram voice drama

[mayimkjs]

Braze you!! Japanese Transcription

Feel free to use this how you like with no credit to me required. Credit should go to Yamanaka.

エス: Es

フータ: Fuuta

1|ミルグラム監獄内尋間室

薄暗い尋間室の中。

フータ　「ふぅー......ふぅー.....」

椅子に座っているフータ。止まらない貧乏ゆすり。

気持ちを押さえつけるように、荒く息をする。

フータ　「......くそが！」

激しく床を蹴りつけるフータ。

エス　「......随分な荒れ様じゃないか。囚人番号3番、フータ」

いつの間にか尋問室の入口にエスがいる。

一瞬の驚きの後怒りに震えるフータが口を開く。

フータ　「......誰のせいだと思ってんだクソガキが......」

エス　「僕は看守だ。言葉遣いには気をつけろ」

フータ　「ナメんじゃねぇぞっこんなところに連れてきて偉そうにしやがって......！」

エス　「どうした？震えているぞ」

フータ　「やってやる......やってやるよ......っ！！」

椅子から立ち上がり、エスに向かって走るフータ。

エス　「！」

フータ　「うぉおおおお！！」

エスに殴りかかろうとするが、ギリギリで見えない壁にぶつかったように拳が止まる。

フータ　「な、なんだこれ......見えない壁��ある......」

エス　「ほう、理屈はわからないがジャッカロープが言っていたのはコレか。“囚人から看守への攻撃はできない」

フータ　「......な、なんだっつうんだよ。現実じゃねぇのかここ......」

気が抜けてぺたりとへたり込んでしまうフータ。

エス　「無害とはいえ、感心しないな。看守への攻撃行動、とて悪印象だ」

フータ　「こ、こんなふざけた場所へ閉じ込めた奴が何言ってやがる！立派な正当防衛だ！」

決死の形相のフータを見て思わず、笑みがこぼれるエス。

フータ　「......フ、フフフ......」

笑い出したエスを見て、馬鹿にされた怒りと恐怖が入り交じるフータ。

フータ　「な、何を笑っていやがる！」

エス　「いや、すまない......こっちの話だ」

フータ　「な、何なんだテメェ......」

エス　「まぁ一旦座れ、フータ。尋問を始める」

フータ　「......」

戸惑うフータ

エス　「どうした？腰が抜けて立てないか？」

フータ　「ばっ、バカにすんじゃねぇ！」

立ち上がり、ふてぶてしくドカッと椅子に座るフータ。

フータ　「そもそも俺は自分が囚人だなんて認めてねぇ！こんなワケわかんねぇ場所に連れてくるなんてジンケン侵害だ！」

エス　「自分を囚人だと認めていない、か」

フータ　「当たり前だ！ムジツの人間を拘束して監禁するなんざ、テメェの方がよっぽど犯罪者じゃねぇか！他のヤツらはなんでか素直に受け入れてやがるが、俺はごまかされねぇぞ」

エス　「それはおかしいな。お前らは全員『ヒトゴロシ』だと聞いている」

フータ　「......しらねえ。誰が言ってんだそんなこと」

腕を組み、目をそらすフータ。

エス　「思い当たるフシもないと」

フータ　「当たり前だ。名誉キソンだろそれ」

エス　「しかしヒトゴロシという言葉が出た瞬間に腕を組みだしたな。これ以上踏み込んでほしくないか」

フータ　「は、はあ？」

慌てて腕をほどくフータ。

構わず推理を続けるエス。

エス　「囚人ではない、と僕に殴りかかるほどだ。日本の法律を犯していない、という自信があるんだろう」

ブータ　「そ、そういってんじゃねぇか」

エス　「しかし、『ヒトゴロシ」には反応した。立件はできない。犯罪ではない。ただ......人は殺した......」

フータ　「......」

エス　「目をそらしたな」

こくん、と息を呑むフータ。

フータ　「......はん、バカバカしい。的外れだぜ」

エス　「話し始める前に唇を舐めたな。緊張している証拠だ。嘘を付き慣れてないのか？」

フータ　「......！いい加減にしろテメェ！！！」

椅子を倒し、立ち上がるフータ。

フータ　「......ふーっ。ふーっ」

殴りかかろうとするが思い出し、止まる。

エス　「頭に血が昇ると、暴力が無意味だということまで忘れてしまうのか？」

フータ　「......汚ねぇぞ、てめぇ......」

エス　「ちなみに、��えといてやろう。しぐさや反応で心理が読めるなんてことは、ありえない。それらしい話に簡単に騙されないようにな」

フータ　「こ、こ、こいつ......」

あまりの怒りに唇を震わせるフータ。

エス　「残念ながらお前の言う人権侵害も、監禁も、名誉毀損もミルグラムではまったく問題にならない。ここはそういった理の外にある」

フータ　「......そんなこと、認められっか......」

エス　「自分の立場をわきまえろ。何を言おうとお前は『ヒトゴロシ』の囚人だ。決して逃げられない。お前に判決がくだるまではな......」

椅子に座り直すフータ。

気が抜けたのか、顔を手で覆う。

フータ　「くだらねぇ......。俺は殺してねぇ......殺してねぇんだ......」

エス　「......ふむ」

興味深そうにフータの様子を眺めるエス。

ワーダ　「愛してねぇ......してねえよな......」

エス　「フータ」

フータ　「あんだよ......」

エス　「先に述べたミルグラムの性質上、お前の　「ヒトゴロシ』も、今の時点では問題にはならない。僕はそのことでお前を責める気もない。一旦落ち着くと良い」

エスの言葉を反芻し、ごくりと生唾を呑むフータ。

フータ　「......は、ははっ殺してねぇっつうの」

安心して、空笑いのフータ。

エス　「どちらでもいいさ。いずれ、ミルグラムの力でわかる問題だ。お前の心象を覗くことになるからな」

フータ　「プライバシーの侵害だろ......。フザけんなよ......」

エス　「お前にとっては好都合だろう。本当に人を殺していないんだったらそれを証明できるんだ」

フータ　「......そうだけど、よ......」

エス　「安心しろ。ミルグラムは......まぁ、僕もかな。別にお前の敵じゃない。たとえ法律を犯していても、人を殺していてもミルグラムで赦すと判断されれば赦される。ある意味、フラットだろう」

フータ　「......」

エス　「まぁ、お前の味方というわけでもないけどな」

小さくつぶやくエス。

少し落ち着いた様子のフータ。

フータ　「ふぅーー......」

エス　「落ち着いたようだな」

フータ　「現状どうしようもねぇからな。出口は見当たらねぇし、力づくでも通用しねぇときたらな......」

だ息を整えたのちエスに向き直るフータ。

フータ　「おい、エス」

エス　「言葉遣いに気をつけろと言ったはずだが」

フータ　「うるせぇ、どうせ俺より年下だろ」

フータの物言いに呆れるエス。

エス　「......やれやれ、野蛮人め」

フータ　「ここはなんなんだよ。何の目的で俺たちを捕らえてんだ」

エス　「答えるつもりはない。お前たちはただ髪で生活をしていればいい」

フータ　「......おい、囚人だからってナメんなよ。刑務所の中の人権侵害とか、今どき問題になってんのしらねぇのかよ！」

エス　「なんだ、囚人だということは認めたのか？」

フータ　「言葉のアヤだバーカ！」

取り合わないエス。

エス　「こちらからの質問をするぞ。監獄内の生活はどうだ？」

フータ　「どうもこうもねぇよ。スマホもPCもねぇし。現代人かHらネットワークを奪うなんてどうかしてんじゃねぇのか」

エス　「他の囚人との関係性はどうだ？」

フータ　「別に......��でも変なヤツらだよ。なんでか落ち着いてるヤツも多い。こんな状況だっつうのに......」

エス　「ふむ」

話し出すと止まらなくなるフータ。

フータ　「特に気に食わねぇのがシドウとカズイのおっさんコンビだな。この緊急事態だっつうのに。年長者のくせにノンキにしやがって頼りねぇたらありゃしねぇ」

エス　「そうか」

フータ　「ま、ハルカもミコトも全然だけどな。俺が引っ張ってい反かなきゃなんねぇ」

エス　「ふぅん......」

フータ　「そもそもオンナは頼りにしてねぇしな。代表してガツンと言ってやるよっつって、今回も俺が来てる訳よ」

エス　「あぁ、それであんなに興奮してたのか。しかし、代表の割にやけに震えていたな」

エスの言葉に少し言いよどむフータ。

フータ　「いや、それは、ユノのヤツが......尋問室でとんでもねぇ暴力を受けたってて言ってたからよ。武者震いってやつだよ......！」

エス　「ユノ......律儀にやってくれたんだな」

フータ　「なんか言ったかよ」

エス　「特に何も」

リラックスした様子のフータを見つめるエス。

エス　「しかし、よく喋るようになったじゃないか」

フータ　「は？オマエが質問してきたんだろうが」

エス　「最初はよっぽど怯えていたのだろうな。先制攻撃することで、それを誤魔化す。そうして自分を守ってきたのだな」

エスの言葉に、ピリつく空気。

フータ　「......あぁ？ケンカ売ってんのかよ...」

エス　「僕がお前を判断するために必要な評価だ。気を悪くするな」

フータ　「おいおいおいおい！偉そうに人を評価してんじゃねぇぞ！違法行為だらけのヤツがよ！」

フータ　「ここを出たら絶対に訴えてやっからな！お前も！ただで済むと思うなよ！」

エス　「ふぅん」

フータ　「俺は悪いやつは許さねぇ！このミルグラムとかいう場所も、絶対に潰してやる！」

フータの言葉に目を丸くするエス。

エス　「僕が“悪いやつか。その発想はなかった。ではフータ、お前は正義か」

フータ　「たりめぇだろ！悪をぶっ潰すのが正義だ」

考え込むエス。

エス　「......正義が、人を殺したのか？」

フータ　「......ッ！殺してねぇ！」

エス　「では思考実験だ。どう思う。正義のための殺しは赦されるか？」

フータ　「......赦される......。赦されるに決まってる......」

思考に没頭するエス。

エス　「興味があるな......。果たして、正義は赦されるのか、悪、罪、そこに因果関係はあるのか」

フータ　「おい、何ぶつぶつ言ってやがる」

突如部屋にある時計から鐘の音がなる部屋の構造が変化していく。

フータ　「な、なんだ！何が起きてやがる！」

エス　「......時間か。見せてもらうよ、お前の正義」

フータ　「歌を抽出するってやつか。けっ、好きにしやがれ......」

エス　「そうさせてもらおう。何か言い残したことはあるか？」

フータ　「言い残したことね······おい、エス」

エス　「なんだ？」

フータ　「なんで笑ってやがった？」

エス　「ん？」

フータ　「最初の方！こっちの話だ、とかいってはぐらかしてただろ！ああいうのモヤモヤして気持ち悪いんだよ」

エス　「あぁ......」

エスの顔に笑みが浮かぶ。

エス　「あまりに囚人らしい囚人だったもので、正直、少し嬉しくなった。おかげで、いつもよりはりきって虐めてしまったかもしれないな」

フータ　「はぁ～～～～～！」

エス　「楽しかったよ、ありがとう」

フータの肩に手を載せるエス。

エス　「囚人番号3番、フータ。さぁ。お前の罪を歌え」

[red-moon-at-night]

I find it so SO interesting that as soon as Kazui's breaking their marriage vows and revealing his true feelings (literally tearing apart the dove), the wife is already falling off the balcony

Her hair is fluttering in the wind. The apple fucking splatters on the ground this whole sequence is so visceral I'm spinning it around in my mind. Kazui views his truth telling as a violent act, the killing blow.

[groppy]

i had a trial three vision for when he comes out as gay

[a-star-that-burns-brightly]

I hope Mikoto kills someone on-screen in his trial 3 MV. I don't mean shots of baseball swings and quick cut-aways, I hope he actually beats someone's brains out completely on-screen so that the fandom can finally accept that he Absolutely Did That Shit

[kgmilgramau]

voice drama(interrogate)

011 - Ozzy

(We will be very happy if you read and talk about it)

(The investigation helps to increase your voting decisions so you can consider the investigation, so if you want to know more, reading the debt investigation chapter might help)

011-Ozzy

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[sound footsteps]

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[door opens and closes]

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Ozzy : It's so dark...

[The sound of lights turning on and revealing Nugget sitting and waiting]

Nugget : Hello..

Ozzy : AwEweee??!!!

Ozzy : What the ***?!! I almost had a heart attack!!

Nugget : Wow?

Nugget : Okay, sit down

[Ozzy walks over nervously and slowly sits down]

Nugget : Let's get started.

Ozzy : I know..I heard it from Monty, you going to ask a question, right?

Nugget : Umm..yeah..But when did you and Monty get so close?

Ozzy : He said there's no way I could do anything to get in while I'm this weak.

Ozzy : See? Even he knows it's true.

Ozzy : Someone like me, a weakling like me, can't do anything bad..

Ozzy : Killing someone is impossible, right?

Ozzy : Right?!?

[A loud slap hits Ozzy's cheek]

Ozzy : Ugh! Ahh?!

Ozzy : You... What are you doing.. Why did you hit me?! It... It hurts!

[Ozzy's eyes slowly start to tear up]

Nugget : I didn't ask, don't answer what I didn't ask..

Nugget : And see? Even though I hit you this hard, you still look okay

Ozzy : what?!! It's hurt!! [Sob]

[Ozzy starts to tear up]

Nugget : [Sighs] Stop..

Ozzy : You cruel!

Nugget: I won't apologize.

Ozzy: You're the worst!!

Nugget: Don't be a crybaby..

[Both of them kept arguing until they were tired]

Ozzy: Rude..

Nugget: You too..

Nugget: Enough! Let's start!

Ozzy: I told you I didn't do it! it's impossible!!

Nugget: How could it be impossible? Everyone here is a murderer. You too.

Ozzy: I.. but..

[He panted softly]

Ozzy: I don't want to die because of this stupid mistake... Please.. Please..

[His panting became louder.]

Nugget: Hey..

Ozzy: I don't want to die yet..

[Nugget saw his condition and quickly put the inhaler into his mouth]

Ozzy: Ugh-?!

[.....]

Ozzy: ..u-um..

Nugget: Feeling so guilty that you forget your allergy symptoms?

Ozzy: No... I don't have to feel guilty about something I didn't do.

[Bell rings]

Nugget: If you keep talking like that, I guess I'll have to wait.

Nugget: I'll still see you as a murderer. THAT pleading look won't work.

Ozzy: ..What..

Nugget: Prisoner number 11, Ozzy

Sing out your sins!

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[annqer]

"Ghh...! You're so mean...!!"

[himawari-candyy]

Hallucination Milgram ENG Sub Voice Dramas!

NOTE: please feel free to share this around! so many people had been watching these videos that i uploaded and i don't want anyone to feel like they lost them for good.

hello! i finally got around to putting them all in a google drive folder! my youtube account got murdered for uploading all of these, so this is my next best option. (also, thank you so much to the people who left suggestions on my post!)

before I post the link, i want to say that a majority of the voice dramas are missing about 2-3 subtitles, and that is because the lines deviated from the original videos. i am not fluent in japanese and i only know the basics. someone did comment the missing lines, but unfortunately, I can't refer back to them because my youtube is gone (i only remember a couple of them). there is someone in my neighborhood who knows japanese so I am considering asking him to help me out. i will be revising the voice dramas so some of the videos will be replaced when i get the chance to.

credits go to ac, la vi, and enkidium on youtube, and onigiriico and milgrammer on tumblr! i did not translate these, i only added the subtitles to the live voice dramas by going off of the original videos.

link to the live performances (voice dramas and songs in order:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1MtAU6hv0JlLrW78Lr9ByejzCdWCLVgxN?usp=sharing

i will be posting the voice dramas that i am completely confident on to archive.org. here is a link to mikoto and amane's first voice dramas:

https://archive.org/details/john-doe_202403

https://archive.org/details/apostle-and-death-amanes-1st-vd

i have not put subtitles on kotoko's 1st voice drama or shidou's 2nd voice drama. i won't feel motivated to do it on my own unless someone requests them, so please feel free to ask 😅

[maristelina]

Mikoto T2 Neoplasm Voice Drama Translation

Take my translation with a grain of salt. I did try my best.

Es: Mikoto Mikoto: Oh…Hey Warden, Es: You… are Mikoto right? Mikoto: Eh? What are you talking about? It feels like it's been a while, doesn't it? Have you been well? Huh? What is this? Chains? I hate these, Take them off Es: Request denied. You are too dangerous. Physical restraint is essential. Mikoto: Uh.. Um… What are you saying, capturing such a harmless person like me? Es: As I thought, you have no self-awareness. Mikoto: Well, I get it. I must have caused a ruckus while I was asleep, right? Everyone told me that I really went all out with the chaos. Es: It seems so. Mikoto: I guess it's something like sleepwalking disorder. Lately I've been feeling drowsy more frequently too. Oh man, that's troublesome, isn't it? Es: Mikoto… Mikoto: I can tell from everyone's attitude that they're scared of me. I can read the room/atmosphere… I… Es: Hmm… Mikoto: It's frustrating, isn't it? I've been confused ever since I got here. Es: You really laugh when you're in pain/troubled, don't you? Mikoto: Eh? Es: You don't get angry or yell. You laugh like you're in a bind/at a loss. Mikoto: That sounds about right. I might have that kind of trait. Usually, if I laugh and gloss it over, things go well. I'm good at that kind of thing, so I manage somehow. But, it doesn't end, does it? My head is filled with things I have no memory of doing. Orekoto: I constantly feel irritated Es: There it is. Orekoto: Seems like you haven't been beaten up enough, huh, you brat of a guard. Es: Ah… Gr….. Orekoto: Hah? Cat got your tongue? Es: Even though you got done in by Kotoko. Orekoto: That was just because I was caught off guard. We fought while you were asleep, it's not like I lost or anything. Es: Multiple personality disorder. Is it correct to understand that you, who are speaking now, are a separate personality from the Mikoto earlier? Mikoto: You're accepting this quite normally, aren't you. Multiple personalities is ridiculous, right? Es: Yes. I didn't think something like that could really exist either. Mikoto: Yeah, exactly. If it wasn't me, I wouldn't believe it either. I'd just think it's a lie to escape the guilt of killing someone. Es: However, Milgram recognizes you as such. I'm just accepting it as fact and moving my thoughts forward. So, what should I call you? Orekoto: I don't know man. Call me whatever you want. Es: For convenience, I will call you John. Orekoto: That's a dog-like name. Es: It's used to refer to a person of unknown identity. It comes from "John Doe". Do you like it? Orekoto: Is it okay to show off knowledge like that? Es: But you seem quite calm today. I thought you were a monster. I didn't expect we could communicate this well. Orekoto/John: Don't get cocky. If it wasn't for these chains your face would be smashed in by now brat. Es: Oh? How scary. I'm scared. /s Mikoto: Hmph. Es: Then you are not Milgram's prisoner. The best proof is that Milgram's restraints are not effective on you. Milgram has judged Mikoto to be the prisoner, while you, a separate personality, are an exception. Orekoto/John: Ah I see. So for you, multiple personalities has been anything but confirmed. Es: That's why today, chair creaks I thought I'd hear you out as an important witness. I'm very glad we are able to have a proper conversation. Orekoto/John: But you know, this isn't a good thing. Probably. Es: What are you trying to say? Orekoto/John: I(Boku) might be disappearing (?!) Es: gasps Orekoto/John: Clearly, the time I'm(ore) out in front is getting longer. Thanks to that, my existence is becoming more stable. Isn't that the reason we can talk properly now? Es: makes a concerned sound Orekoto/John: Maybe it would have been better if I (ore) stayed a monster. … Oh? What's with that look? Es: I'm surprised to hear you speak so rationally, contrary to what I expected. Orekoto: I have a college degree after all. How does one develop Multiple Personality Disorder?

Es: To be precise, it is called Dissociative Identity Disorder. Generally, it is thought to occur when another personality is created and separated in order to protect oneself from suffering, stress, trauma, etc. Orekoto/John: Hm. 多分俺は僕の受けたストレスを解消するために出てきてる。俺が長く出てるってことは、それだけ僕が強いストレスを受け続けているわけだ。 I'm (ore) probably emerging to relieve the stress he's (Boku) under. The fact that I'm (ore) out for longer means he's (boku) under more severe constant stress.

Es: Stress huh? It's probably because of Milgram, I see. Orekoto/John: Especially the verdict of "GUILTY/Not Forgiven" He (Boku) feels tremendous stress. So he leaves his heart/mind to me. Es: I see. Orekoto/John: It's no wonder. To him, he's being blamed for a crime he has no memory of. / It's not unreasonable. From his (Boku) point of view, he is being blamed for a crime they have no memory of. Es: "If that's true, are you the one who actually committed the murder?" Orekoto/John: Yes. It was me. (Ore-da)

Orekoto/John: I'm (ore) the one who killed them. Es: ん… Orekoto/John: So, I (Boku) really didn't do it. Es: Why did you kill them? Let's hear your explanation. Orekoto/John: (むしゃくしゃして。) I was frustrated. Es: Who did you kill? Orekoto/John: (そこら辺歩いてた奴。) Some guy who was walking around.

Es: How many did you kill? Orekoto/John: I don't remember. That was the first time I emerged. It's hazy. Es: You have the audacity to say that without any shame. Orekoto/John: Legally speaking, what would happen to me? Es: You might get a reduced sentence based on a psychological evaluation, but depending on the number of people you killed, you might not be able to avoid the death penalty. Orekoto/John: (いや、やったのは俺だ。僕は寝ていただけだ。) No, I (ore) was the one who did it. He (Boku) was just sleeping. Es: As if things could be that convenient.

Orekoto/John (Boku): 僕の身にもなってやれよ。僕はただストレスに耐えていただけなんだぜ。一人でじっと耐えていたんだ。爆発するまで誰かを傷つけようなんて考えてなかったんだよ。 Put yourself in my shoes. I (boku) was just enduring the stress, that's all. I (boku) was enduring it alone. I (boku) never thought about hurting anyone until it reached a breaking point.

そういうことができない奴なんだ。気を使って空気を見て、周りの顔色を窺ってばっかで、そういうことができないから、爆発しそうだったから俺が生まれたんだ。あんまりだろう。何も捨てねえんだぞ。 I'm (boku) not the kind of guy who can do that. I'm (boku) always worried about the atmosphere/the room, watching people's expressions, so I (boku) can't do things like that. That's why I (boku) was about to explode, so I (ore) was born. It's too much. I (boku) haven't done anything wrong!

Es: Even if that's how it was, even if it wasn't Mikoto's intention, human lives have been lost. Orekoto/John: Urgh… Es: Even if the one inside was you, John, there's no way to prove it. At the very least, it won't fully hold up in court. It could even be deemed as a lie.

Orekoto/John: YOU!! Es: ! Orekoto/John: (お前はどう思うんだ？) What do YOU actually think?! Es: Mine? Orekoto/John: I (ore) did it. He (boku) didn't do it. You're just going by what Milgram says. Why the hell does it matter what the justice/criminal system thinks, what about YOUR judgement?! What do you think about me? Es: ... Orekoto/John: Forgive me (Boku) already. I'm (ore) the one who did it...

Es: I can't judge right away. It's not something I can decide to forgive so easily. In fact, Mikoto's mindset/emotional landscape was far too cruel. I judged not to forgive. / I've decided not to forgive. Orekoto/John: (You're saying that because you think) That's probably because multiple personalities could be fake. I (boku) truly did nothing wrong. I (ore) was the one who killed.

Es: …

Orekoto/John: Can you be satisfied with that? Imagine waking up in the morning and finding out you've become a murderer.

Es: The act of creating you could be called a sin. / It might be said that the sin is in having given birth to you.

Orekoto/John: !!!!!!!!!!!! … You are probably right…

Orekoto/John: I (ore) am his (boku) ideal self. I'm (ore) the one who doesn't just lie down and resign ourselves to unfairness and stress. If I (Ore) hadn't been born, he (Boku) would have surely reached his limit and broken down. Es: Then… you… Orekoto/John: It's true that I (boku) wished for an existence that could break everything. Maybe it's because of my (Boku's) weakness that I couldn't face it alone. But that's all. Is that a sin/crime?

Es: That's for us to consider moving forward. Orekoto/John: Talking with you, I (ore) understand that what I (ore) did cannot be forgiven. I (ore) accept that.

Es: Yeah, that's right. Orekoto/John: Milgram's subject of judgment is him (Boku), Mikoto. Not me (ore)… John that is. Es: That is correct. Orekoto/John: Please forgive him (boku). Otherwise he (boku) won't be able to endure anymore. Es: I see, you want me to decide that since it was another other personality that committed the crime, it doesn't count as his (Boku's) sin.

Orekoto/John: Yes. If you forgive him (Boku), then I'll disappear.

Es: !!

Orekoto/John: That's right, in the end I (ore) have to vanish. I'll take on everything and vanish. I will.

…Because I (ore) was born to protect him (boku). Es: For that purpose. You were born. Orekoto/John: If it's to protect him (Boku), then I'll do anything.

Bell Chimes

Es: John… Mikoto: Hm? What is it? A dog's name? Es: Mikoto… Mikoto: Warden, you have a pet dog? What kind of breed is it? Wait, let me think, not a Toy Poodle, but I might surprisingly like the ones that are ugly-cute. Not a French Bulldog or anything like that. Es: That's not it. (irritated) Mikoto: Then a pug? Es: It's not a dog's name! Mikoto: Ehh? Then, what is it? Es: It's the name of your friend. Mikoto: laughs No way! I don't know anyone with that name!

Es: Deep Inhale I suppose so. Mikoto: Huh? Es: Prisoner #9, Mikoto. Sing your sins…

[noramthe]

It’s kinda funny i have been screaming about haruka when he is my 3rd favorite and mikoto is my actual favorite.

I'm glad mikoto is still alive and well but i don’t think i will ever get over haruka..☠️

[psp2i]

amane's 2nd voice drama

es: wow amane you do know you're a kid

amane: SO ARE YOU???!???!?

es:

[purgingmarch]

message to all milgram fans. please survive

[mayimkjs]

The Writhing of the Weak (弱者の蠕動) Japanese Transcription

Feel free to use this how you like with no credit to me required. Credit should go to Yamanaka.

エス: Es

ハルカ: Haruka

1|ミルグラム監獄内

尋問室薄暗い尋問室の中。

不安そうに椅子に座っているハルカ。

扉の外からコツコツと足音。

ハルカ　「......ぁ」

ガシャンと乱暴に扉が開く。

ハルカ　「......っ」

びくっと怯えるハルカ。

扉を開けたエスは気にすることもなく、座っているハルカの前に立つ。

エス　「さて、尋問を始めよう。囚人番号1番、ハルカ」

ハルカ　「は、はい......。ご、ごめんなさい」

エス　「......？何を謝ることがある？」

ハルカ　「あ、あ、いや......ごめんなさい」

ハルカの態度を不思議がりつつも話を続けるエス。

エス　「ふむ。ミルグラムはお前たち囚人の罪を明らかにし、適切な判断をくだすために存在している。そのためにいくつか話をしよう」

ハルカ　「はぁ」

エス　「なに、尋問といっても現段階では手荒な真似をするつもりはないから安心しろ。ちなみに、虚偽も黙秘も認めている」

ハルカ　「きょぎ、もくひ......」

エス　「言いたくないことは言わなくても構わないし、嘘をつきたければついても構わない」

エスの言葉に意外そうに口を開くハルカ。

ハルカ　「そうなん、ですか......」

エス　「あぁ、ミルグラムはお前の記憶から直接歌を取り出すからだ。僕はそれを見てお前の罪を判断する」

ハルカ　「......」

エス　「つまりお前がどんな主張をしようと大きな問題はなむしろ黙秘をした “嘘をついた” ということ自体がお前が自分の罪に対してどういう意識を持っているかを示すことになる」

ハルカ　「はぁ......」

エス　「そもそも、罪に対して反省しているかどうか、それを判決の基準にするかすら僕次第なのだがな。わかるな？」

少し困ったように考えるハルカ。

ハルカ　「えっと......わかりません」

エス　「は？」

ハルカ　「え？」

エス　「ん？」

ハルカ　「あ、え、あの何言っているかわかりませんでした。むずかしくて」

エス　「......うん？」

ハルカ　「あの、ごめんなさい僕あたまがあまり......」

軽く頭痛を覚えながら、言葉を続けるエス。

エス　「......ハルカ、お前歳はいくつだ」

ハルカ　「えっと777だったと思います」

エス　「......思います？」

ハルカ　「あ、いや、自分の年齢に興味なくて......ごめんなさい」

エス　「......調子狂うな」

おもわずこぼすエス。

エス　「......続けようか。ミルグラムでの生活はどうだ？」

ハルカ　「あ、あの最初はわけわからないしちょっと怖かったんですけどみんな良い人なんで、大丈夫です......」

エス　「みんな、とは。他の囚人連中か？」

ハルカ　「あ、はいあの、ユノさんとかマヒルさんとか優しく、てくれます......」

少し考えたのち、改めてハルカをじっと見つめる

エス　「......少し興味があるな。ハルカの目に他の囚人はどう映っている」

ハルカ　「あ、え、いや。ぼ、僕なんかがみんなのことを喋るの、わるいです」

エス　「安心しろ。この部屋でのことを他の囚人に漏らすことはない」

ハルカ　「えっと......は、はい......何を話せばいいんでしょうか

エス　「そうだな。誰とよく話すんだ？」

ハルカ　「あ、よく話しかけてくれるのはユノさんと、マヒルさんと、えっとミコトさん......フータくんも、少し怖いけど、かまってくれます。ムウさんとも、たまに話します......」

エス　「ふむ、カズイやシドウは？」

ハルカ　「あ、あの大人なんで、少し怖いんですけど二人とも優しい人だと思います......」

エス　「コトコは？」

ハルカ　「あ、ちょ、ちょっと怖いです」

エス　「まぁ予想通りだ。あとは名前が出てないのはアマネか」

アマネの名前が出て、少しトーンが落ちるハルカ。

それとは裏腹に落ち着かず細かい手の動きが増える。

ハルカ　「ア、アマネちゃん......」

エス　「どうした」

ハルカ　「に、苦手なんです......あれくらいの、子供......あ、あ、アマネちゃんは良い子なんですけどい、いや、い、いやなことを、思い出すんで......」

顔を下げ、頭を抱えるハルカ。

エス　「大丈夫か？随分顔色が悪いな」

ハルカ　「そもそも、あまり僕は人と関わっちゃいけないんです......し、囚人のみんなとも......勘違いしちゃだめなんだ」

エス　「なぜだ。好きにすればいいじゃないか。僕は他者との関係の中でこそその人間の本質が見えると考えている」

バッと顔を上げ、エスに対して前のめりになるハルカ

ハルカ　「かっ......看守さんにも言えることなんだ」

エス　「僕にも？」

ハルカ　「......あまり僕に近づかない方がいい。生まれつき人を不幸にすることは得意なんです......僕を知ろうとすればするほどきっと看守さんも不幸になる......」

エス　「ハルカ......」

ハルカ　「だって、だって......あぁ、ごめんなさい、一人でずっとしゃべって......」

エス　「......続けろ」

ハルカ　「い、いつだってそうなんだ。僕が、僕は、ただ普通にしてるだけなのにぜんぶ、だめにしてしまう......」

ハルカ　「看守さんだって、みんなだって僕のことを知ったら......僕のしたことをすべて知ったら」

ハルカの目に浮かぶ涙。

ハルカ　「僕を、見捨てるに決まってる......」

頭を抱え、震えるハルカ。

ハルカ　「ぼくは身勝手な “ヒトゴロシ” だから......」

しばらくハルカを見つめたあと一息をつき話始めるエス。

エス　「......ハルカ」

ハルカ　「はい......」

エス　「顔をあげろ」

ハルカ　「はい......」

エス　「......ふんっ！」

ハルカ　「ぎゃん！」

ハルカの顔面を思いっきりビンタするエス。

思い切り後ろに椅子ごと��れるハルカ。

床に尻もちをつき、頬を抑えるハルカ。

ハルカ　「い、いたい......な、何をするんですか......」

ハルカを見下ろし、冷たく言い放つエス。

エス　「僕は看守だ。今のは囚人に対しての教育的指導だ。赦される」

ハルカ　「うっ......」

ハルカの襟首をつかむエス。

顔をぐっと近づけ威圧的に話しかける。

エス　「いいか、よく聞け囚人番号1番。何度でも言おう、僕は看守だ。お前の本性を知るのが僕の仕事だ。お前が何者だろうと、お前がどんな非道を働いていようとすべて見届け判断するのが僕の仕事だ」

静かに怒りを押し殺しながら言葉を続ける。

エス　「それを言うに事欠いて、見捨てるだと......？あまり僕をナメるなよ......」

ハルカ　「あ......あぁ」

エス　「お前の罪を知り、お前の罪を赦すか赦さないか判断し終えるまで、お前は僕の管理物だ。逃してもらえるなどと思うな」

ハルカ　「か、看守さん......」

エスの威圧感に呆然としていたハルカ。自然と口角があがっていく。

ハルカ　「ふ、うふ......」

エス　「ちょっと待てハルカ。何をニヤニヤしている」

ハルカ　「えっ......あ、あ、ごめんなさい。きもちわるいですよね......へ......へ......」

エス　「きもちわるい」

掴んでいた襟首を離すエス。

床に正座するハルカ。

ハルカ　「あっ、あっ......ちがくてへ、へんなはなしなんですけどちょっと、うれしくて......」

エス　「......嬉しい？」

ハルカ　「はい......」

エス　「おかしな話だな。僕が言うのも難だが監禁され、拘束され、こうして尋問されている。この状況に対して怒りや恐れを覚えるのが自然だろう」

顎に手を当て考える様子のエス。

エス　「......そういえばお前は最初からずっとそうだ。ふさぎ込んではいるがミルグラム自体への混乱を感じない。その点はフータやムウの反応の方が腑に落ちるというものだ」

ハルカ　「そ、そうですね......フータくんはすごく怒ってますね......こわいじゃ、じゃなくていや、あの僕はこのミル、グラムでしたっけ。何のためにあるのかとか、よくわかってないんですけど看守さんが自分に興味を持ってくれて、色々聞いてくれるのは、なんだか嬉しかったりします」

床に正座するハルカ。

ハルカ　「あっ、あっ......ちがくてへ、へんなはなしなんですけどちょっと、うれしくて......」

エス　「......嬉しい?」

ハルカ　「はい......」

エス　「おかしな話だな。僕が言うのも難だが監禁され、拘束さ れ、こうして尋問されている。この状況に対して怒りや恐れを覚えるのが自然だろう」

顎に手を当て考える様子のエス。

エス　「......そういえばお前は最初からずっとそうだ。ふさぎ込 んではいるがミルグラム自体への混乱を感じない。その 点はフータやムウの反応の方が腑に落ちるというものだ」 

 ハルカ　「そ、そうですね......フータくんはすごく怒ってますね ......こわいじゃ、じゃなくていや、あの僕はこのミル、 グラムでしたっけ。何のためにあるのかとか、よくわかっ てないんですけど看守さんが自分に興味を持ってくれて、 色々聞いてくれるのは、なんだか嬉しかったりします......」

エス 「......」

ハルカ　「そ、それがおしごとでも僕のやったわるいことをあきらかにするためだったと、しても......です」

エス　「......ふむ」

ハルカ　「......」

エス　「変なやつだな」

ハルカ　「あう......」

正座のままびくびくしているハルカ、遠い目をするエス。

エス　「一人目から特殊すぎる。お前は七人目くらいでくるべきだ。この仕事の大変さを今はっきり理解した」

ハルカ　「ご、ごめんなさい......」

エス　「ふむ。まぁ良い。 反抗的な囚人よりはいくらかマシだな......」

ハルカ　「......ほっ」

安堵のため息をこぼすハルカ。

エス　「ただし! あまり勘違いをするなよ、ハルカ。僕はお前 と仲良くしたくて話を聞いているわけではない僕の目的 はあくまでお前の犯した罪を知ることだ。お前が何をし たのか、な��“ヒトゴロシ〟となったかを知るためだ」

ハルカ　「は、はい......」

エス　「まだニヤニヤしている」

ハルカ　「ごっ、ごめんなしゃい」

頬を手で抑えて笑みをごまかすハルカ。

エス　「緊張感のない男だ。僕がお前を赦さないと判断するだけでお前の身にどんなことが起きるか......」

ハルカ　「何がおきるんですか?」

エス 「......」

突如出来た無言の時間にあわてるハルカ。

ハルカ　「......えっと」

エス　「さぁな。お前は考える必要はない......きっと僕にもな」

ハルカ　「......」

エス　「そうだ、あとひとつ言いたいことがある。お前は自分が身勝手なヒトゴロシだから周りと関わってはいけないといったな」

ハルカ　「はい......」

エス　「囚人どもは皆”ヒトゴロシ”だ。何を遠慮することがあるあいつらにくらい好きに振る舞えばいい」

ハルカ　「......えっと」

わずかに口角のあがるエス、

エス　「お前にもわかりやすく言おうか。 お前ら全員ダメ人間だ。 だから気にするな」

ハルカ　「......は、はは ......それも、そうですね」

エス　「ふっ」

突如部屋にある時計から鐘の音がなる部屋の構造が変化していく。

ハルカ　「え......」

エス　「おしゃべりの時間は終わりのようだ。恐れることはない。ただお前の記憶をのぞかせてもらうだけだ」

怯えるハルカの肩に手を載せるエス。

エス　「囚人番号1番、ハルカさぁ。お前の罪を歌え」

[nine-enigmas]

es' character dynamic with the prisoners is honestly unmatched. they're like. hey. i want to know all of your secrets and every single part of you that you hate about yourself and i am going to accept all of it. you should be who you truly are in front of me and i will put all of my effort into judging that unbiased. the suffering you're going through is also my job and you won't have to deal with it alone anymore. no matter how much trouble you cause me i will not leave and i will not make you someone else's responsibility. no we're not fucking friends i'm the warden and if you try to imply anything different i'll punch your lights out.

[good-beanswrites]

A little something featuring Fuuta and Es after talking about their criminal lack of interaction in fanworks with @waivyjellyfish ! You had such awesome ideas (a few of which I'm still bouncing around in my head to post at some point,) but this one ended up taking over my brain -- I hope you enjoy 😅 Attempting to answer the widely-debated question:

“Oi, why didn’t you hit me?”

Es looked up from their paperwork.

“Prisoner number three. Most people are glad when they’re not struck.”

“Well, I’m not.” 

Es usually left the door open at this hour, in case anyone had any last-minute complaints before curfew. No one usually took them up on the offer. They figured that if there was any prisoner they could count on to complain, it would be Fuuta marching through their door.

“You hit all the other guys. You even hit some of the girls that were giving you trouble. So what? You think I’m too weak? You think I can’t take it?” Fuuta spread his arms. “I can, so show me what you’ve got!”

Es sighed. They put down their pen. They folded their gloved hands together, resting their chin on top. “Fuuta, I’m not going to hit you.”

“Why not?”

“As of right now, I have no reason to. If you’re referring to the interrogations…”

They reflected on the first one they'd shared with him. To be fair, the thought had crossed their mind. It would have been satisfying to give this rowdy prisoner a taste of his own medicine – striking him after such a dramatic charge at them. But Es was always good at reading people. It didn’t take them long to understand Fuuta was the type to lash out first and ask questions later. In fact, that was likely what had landed him in Milgram in the first place. 

Although Es knew they weren’t here to do any reformation, they wanted to try to show these prisoners where they’d gone wrong. So, they resolved to act as the bigger person. They’d prove that senseless violence was just that. By keeping their composure, they’d show Fuuta just how childish he was being. 

That wasn’t my only reason. I guess that's true, my actions weren’t all purely righteous. I still spent the entire time looking for ways to make him squirm… But it wasn’t all cruelty. I really did want to understand. I wanted to help. That counts for something, right?

Es never struck the prisoners out of anger, or as a petty show of power. It was a way to force the prisoner to mind their ego. When they’d gotten a bit too full of themselves, a bit too comfortable with the awful deed they’d committed, Es’ blow encouraged them to feel a bit more humility and guilt. 

By the time the second trial arrived, Fuuta oozed guilt. 

The moment Es entered the interrogation room, it was clear that he needed no lesson in humility. He hugged his arms to his chest. His remaining eye darted around the room in thinly-veiled hysteria. His voice trembled when he spoke. It didn’t require any people-reading skills to hear the remorse that underlaid all of his accusations and threats.

Hitting the others felt like giving a dog a tap on the nose after breaking a rule. Meanwhile, Fuuta snapped and snarled like a stray who’d been kicked time and time again.

Of course, he could never know any of this. Any way Es phrased it, Fuuta would misunderstand it as pity.

Well, wasn’t it? I thought he looked like a kicked puppy – that sounds a lot like pity. No, it was out of respect. Does that mean I didn’t respect the prisoners I did hit? No. I respected them too. Then, what’s the difference?

Fuuta was still staring at them, asking the very same question. What’s the difference?

“Each of Milgram’s prisoners is unique.” 

They were met with an unimpressed glare.

Es chose their words carefully. “Each one responds best to a variety of treatments. Some need attention to be comfortable, while others need time. Some need validation in order to confess. Others, a bit of debate does the trick. Some need a show of force. You –” remind me too much of myself  “– require something else. I’ve learned to change my approach depending on the person I’m dealing with.”

Fuuta’s features flashed with confusion, then shame, then his usual mask of anger. “Tch. How pathetic.”

“Excuse me?”

“So you just change your personality when it’s convenient? You put up fake smiles and fake attitude? Have some balls and just be yourself.”

Es was caught by surprise. “... I am. Those are all pieces of myself. I choose to bring out different parts when it would be most helpful.” 

“Sounds manipulative as hell to me.” 

It makes sense he doesn’t understand. He’s a very clear-cut person, with every aspect of his personality lining up in a way that makes sense. I find that predictability fun. Or, is it something that I envy? Could it be both?

They had no time to dwell on it, as Fuuta was struck with an idea. “Though, if you can do it on command, why don’t you give me the ‘you’ that wants to hit someone?” 

He spread his arms once more, hands gesturing to his chest. Es pretended not to notice him wince. They remained in their seat. 

“What are you waiting for? Hit me!” 

“I will not.”

“You just said you can change your personality on a whim, so let’s see it!” 

“That is not what I said.”

His good eye began to look frenzied. He raised his voice. “You scared? The big bad warden of Milgram, nothing but a big coward!”

“Stop this. You’re acting childish.”

“No! You’re treating me childishly! Let me see the Es that kicked Shidou! The one that slapped Kazui! Treat me like you treated them!”

“I hit them because they said something stupid. They deserved it.”

“Are you fucking kidding? I deserve it too! I deserve it! Come on!”

At the last word, his voice broke. He stumbled to his knees. He let his head drop. He sucked in strained breath after strained breath. Shidou would surely give him a lecture about getting so worked up with his injuries. 

Es finally stood.

They made their way around the desk. They knelt on the floor in front of him. 

“Why?” he wheezed. “Tell me…”

“Fuuta.” 

Should I just go ahead and do it, just to make him happy? No, I want to talk it out. But what do even I say? I'll tell him that I care. I can’t. None of the prisoners understand that I care. Why? Why is it so hard for them to see? I’m trying my best, why can’t they see? 

Es extended their hand carefully. They didn’t know what they hoped to accomplish, but in that moment their thoughts were too loud and conflicting. They needed to do something.

Fuuta saw the gentle intention, and immediately raised his own hand to strike. It froze midair, though whether it was from Milgram’s restrictions or his own hesitation, Es would never know.

Neither of their gestures connected.

Footsteps. Then Yuno’s voice, hesitantly from the doorway. “We heard shouting, is everything alright in here?”

Es retracted their hand.  A beat. Fuuta dropped his, too. 

“Yuno. Yes, we’re fine. Fuuta was just heading to bed. I’m going to walk him to his cell.”

“I can handle myself.”

“I said, I’m going to walk him to his cell.” 

Es stood, nodding to Yuno. When she’d gone, they turned their attention back to the prisoner crumpled on the ground. They made an effort to quiet their ever-racing thoughts. 

“Listen. I know you can handle yourself. I’m not doing this because I think you’re weak. You’re strong. Don’t think for a moment that I don’t see that.”

They held out their arm to help him up. He didn’t move.

“Sometimes you are a bit too strong, if you ask me. I mean, picking fights with your prison warden, really?” They clicked their tongue. “You should be grateful for a superior that gives you second chances.”

At last, Fuuta  took their hand. He avoided meeting their eyes, but his voice had softened considerably from his rant. “The only thing you give me is a headache.”

Es offered a dry smile as they pulled him to his feet. “The feeling is mutual.”

[good-beans]

I know most of our focus goes (rightfully) to the trial songs, but I genuinely believe Baptism of Fire is equally a masterpiece of meaningful writing and intense vocal acting

Incoming tag rant because I need to yell about this, feel free to yell back

[kgmilgramau]

voice drama(interrogate)

010- Jerome

(We will be very happy if you read and talk about it)

(The investigation helps to increase your voting decisions so you can consider the investigation, so if you want to know more, reading the debt investigation chapter might help)

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Jerome : What the hell is this..

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Jerome : It's not my fault..

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[door opens and closes]

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Nugget : Welcome, prisoner number 010

Jerome : I have a name..

Nugget : But that's what I should call you, and that's what I'm going to call you

Jerome : You little brat..

Nugget : Let's start asking questions, I don't want to fight with you

Jerome : Asking what?

Nugget : Didn't you ask anyone else?

Nugget: Milgram exists to reveal the sin of you, prisoners, and to hand down the appropriately judgment. So we have to exchange information

Jerome: Why would I ask if I'm not close to them?

Jerome: And I don't plan on answering your question!

Nugget: Can you please be polite?

Nugget: but..It's possible that I can't expect anything from someone as foolish as you.

Jerome: Hey! Shut up!!

[Jerome reaches for Nugget's collar, but Airea protects him]

Jerome: ...What the hell?..

Nugget: I informed you that you are foolish. I won't allow you to hurt me and It's not easy to do it.

[Nugget gets up and kicks Jerome's knee, knocking him down]

Jerome: Ugh?!

[Jerome lands hard on the ground]

Nugget: It's important to have some manners, prisoner.

[Nugget chuckles]

Jerome: you little shit...

[Nugget reaches out to help Jerome up, but Jerome slaps his hand away]

Jerome: I can stand up by myself without your help.

[Jerome sat up, put his hands on the table, and crossed his arms]

Nugget: Still being rude...

Jerome: Shut up!

[Jerome expresses anger, while Nugget remains silent]

Nugget: [Sigh]

Nugget: Aren't you filled with guilt for what you did? You're denying the mistake you made? Even though you're in your last year of school, don't you have the ability to question whether whนน๗at you did was right or wrong?

Jerome: Shut up!!

Jerome: It's just a for fun! It's not entirely my fault...

[The angry face turns into fear and shock]

Nugget: Huh...?

[Ball rings]

Jerome : Why.. Why is it solely my fault?

Nugget : Huh..But it's still your fault

Jerome : But?!

Nugget : I don't care about excuses. Let's wait until the outcome is known.

Jerome : Wait??!! agh..Damn it?!

Nugget : Prisoner number 10 Jerome..

Sing out your sins!

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