#mirelle oc prisoner 002

[archivalofsins]

Lope: Ah, another pain. What are these two twins? Well difficult pairs are hard to come by now a days. Maybe they could work well together? Hopefully it's not a case of like repelling like.

Lope's Commencement

Daniel Prisoner 001

002 - Mirelle Apte

Place of Birth: London, England

Date of Birth: 09/15/2007

Age: 16

Ethnicity: Indian

She has a proper demeanor befitting of her prisoner colour. Directly underneath that is an aggressively forward woman. Lacking patience, she started investigating our facility as soon as she could. A trait that would be more desirable if she were a guard. Any wannabe guards should follow her example. Information doesn’t just come to a person, sometimes you need to search for it.

The guards those cottontails pick are rather unthinkinking to take a turn of phrase from one of my superiors. They couldn’t follow a lead even if they slapped a GPS in some of their hands. Atrocious. Ah sorry I got distracted...

Since she is not a guard her behavior is very frustrating. Incidentally, she also appears to be scheming with Milko- a pain in the making. Make sure they don't cause too much trouble.

Prisoner Color: #280137

Permanent record Apte has a history of good attendance and is a B grade student. However, with enough application of effort, we expect her to progress up to an A grade average. Apte is attentive in class. However, she doesn't participate much and is prone to verbal altercations when interacting with peers.

Dear Mirelle Apte,

Congratulations!

Your application for our foreign exchange program has been accepted. This is a pivotal step in pursuing higher education for you. This will not only expand your educational prowess but your social aptitude as well. Our staff will be there to aid you during every step of this monumental process.

Make sure to pull up your information online and check that you are committed to this by changing your status to such. We can't wait to have you here in Wisconsin for the remainder of your sophomore and junior year.

Sincerely,

XXXXXXX

To all parents and students,

It has come to our faculty's attention that some students have been putting up fliers around the school with vulgar language and a student's personal contact information on it. The students responsible can consider this their first and final warning to stop. Harassment of any kind is not allowed on this premises.

These fliers and the messages on them do not reflect any of our students' character or the mannerisms our school wishes to foster. If this does not cease immediately, we may need to reexamine the privileges given to our students in order to properly reflect the sort of people they feel inclined to be at this moment.

There are many events that have yet to transpire this school semester. With those in mind really reflect on the individuals you wish to be and the sort of school year you wish to have.

Vice Principal XXXXX

Dear students and parents,

As a result of the continued vandalism. Sophomore class b will be excluded from further school functions until the vandalizer is found or comes forward. That is all. The behavior exhibited by sophomore class b along with the harassment of any student will not be tolerated.

Vice principal XXXXX

Lope: Ah, for those interested. I'm a jackrabbit not a cottontail. Please don't mistake me for one of the higher ups. They wouldn't like it and I'd definitely hate it. Sorry to burst the cute little image of me you undoubtedly had in your head.

[milgrammaintenance]

01/21/25 11:23pm

Mirelle: Are you serious right now? You get back and immediately-

Milko: I-I... I'm sorry.

Mirelle: Tch... It's not the first time you've barfed on my doorstep. So, it's whatever.

Milko: I... i... I'm.

Mirelle: Mm... *sigh* Are you alright?

Milko: !

Mirelle: . . .

Milko: Sorry, sorry just I guh- I'm sorry.

Mirelle: Whoa...

Afra: Hm, what's going on- Is something wrong? Was that Milko? What's that smell...?

Mirelle: Don't worry bout it go back to bed.

Afra: But...

Mirelle: Unless you want to help clean up.

Afra: Ah, I don't mind helping clean. I'm pretty good at it.

Mirelle: That was a rhetorical question go to bed.

Afra: Ah, but-

Mirelle: You know people who stay up late get breakouts more often.

Afra: Ah, really?! But I um I... I'm gonna go check on Milko even if you don't want my help he may need it.

Mirelle: Whatever.

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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

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03/05/24 8:55 PM

Milko: Hey, so we’re like the oldest here. Should we like be watching out for the younger people? Mirelle: Probably, though I don’t know how much help we’d be. We’re the closest to adulthood but that doesn’t really mean anything in a situation like this. Milko: True, I was just saying that because in this sort of situation it’s what you’re expected to say at our age...right? Mirelle: What are you asking me for? I’m not an authority on that. Milko: I mean this is kind of like ya know- Mirelle: ..? I know what? Milko: Like those old shows where they’d, ya know? Mirelle: Why are you beating around the bush? Just say what you mean. Milko: *scribbling noises* Mirelle: Oh, oh…. Hm, I guess it is sort of like that.

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[archivalofsins]

Lope: That Mirelle can be scary.

Jackalope: Hah, it's hard work in maintenance huh? I can't even begin to relate. My prisoners love me.

Lope: Ever consider the only reason they like you is because you have a guard for them to hurl all their animosity at. They probably don't even consider you being responsible for their predicament as a possibility.

Jackalope: ... Nah, I'm incredibly likable. So, it's only natural that they'd like me too.

03/05/24 9:45 PM

Mirelle: Huh, those guys weren’t lying... The lockers in here do open once we answer the question on the card- how obtuse. Nayo: This is ridiculous who sets up a system like this. How does writing on a card unlock the locker? Mirelle: It’s not like I would know… Ina: I wonder what the guys got as questions. Mirelle: Hm you sure you don’t just mean you wonder what Daniel got. Ina: Wow…seriously that’s so not cute you know. Like honestly a girl can’t have some harmless fun anymore. Mirelle: At his expense, right? Ina: Ahn, details. Sides fun is best had when it’s not at the expense of yourself ya know. Nayo: Shh- Be quiet for a second… I thought I heard something. Ina: Eww! Mirelle: Hey- Get off me! Ina: Ew gross, gross something furry rubbed against my leg- I don’t want to see. I don’t wanna- Mirelle: Girl what do you think it was? Ina: This place is old what if it was- was- Nayo: A rabbit? Ina: Huh- No, a spider. If it was a rabbit that’d be fine. Nayo: No, I mean there’s a rabbit down the hall. It also took our cards. Mirelle: … Ina: Huh… Nayo that’s not a rabbit. Nayo: Yeah, it is. Ina: Uhn-uh. Rabbits don’t have horns. Or clothes usually. Mirelle: Guy…clothes. Nayo: Well people dress up their pets all the time. Um Mirelle- Mirelle: DIE! Ina: Ah- Nayo: . . . Mirelle: GET OVER HERE YOU PERVERT RABBIT I’LL GOUGE YOUR EYES CLEAN OUT! PEEK AT ME WILL YOU- Nayo: I think this may be a trigger of hers. Ina: No, what tipped you off. Lope: This girl’s fast! A passage, a passage where’s a passage. Mirelle: I’ll teach you the importance of privacy- When I get my hands on you I’ll shave off all your fur and put you on display like a show dog you son of- Lope: ! Nayo: It’s just a rabbit calm down! Mirelle: Let me go! I’ll get you rabbit- I’ll get you and all your peeping kind! Ina: Um…we still need to get changed. Nayo: You don’t think I realize that! Ina: Well, excuse me…

Q.02 What’s the worst thing you’ve ever seen?

Mirelle: Pfft, this place for sure. What is this a bootcamp?

Q.06 Who are the worst types of people?

Ina: People who pretend to care about the rules or are super caring just to save face.

Q.10  What’s your worst subject in school?

Nayo: It's a toss-up between English and Art.

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[archivalofsins]

03/05/24 10:10 PM

Nayo: Hm, these lockers have tiny lock controls at the bottom. Plus, a place for the card to slip through. Maybe someone trained that rabbit to collect the cards and unlock the lockers after… Ina: Are you feeling better Mirelle? Mirelle: I apologize about that… I have issues with breaches of privacy. I’m going to counseling about it. Nayo: Oh, is that why you wanted me to come with you? Mirelle: Yes, it’s quite bad… If someone comes in on me while I’m in the middle of just about anything unannounced I sort of go into a fit about it. It doesn’t even have to be a person as you just saw. Ina: Man that sucks. Would’ve been funny if it was boxer boy instead of the rabbit though. Bet he would’ve pissed himself if you yelled at him like that. Nayo: Well luckily no one got hurt in this instance but- It’s dangerous to go bolting off in a rage like that. We don’t know what’s at the end of this hall yet. So, you’ve got to be better at keeping your emotions in check. Ina: The rabbit went down there just fine though. Nayo: True... Still, as a group we came to an agreement. Daniel, Milko and I are going to be checking the rest of the hall after everyone is situated. Just to make sure there’s nothing dangerous. Ina: So, you mean you three came to an agreement not the group. Nayo: It was the most sensible option. Milko is the oldest and Daniel clearly has muscle from what we’ve all seen. Mirelle: True that kid is buff. Ina: Milko is just average though and it's not like seniority really means anything in this sort of situation. Nayo: I hate to say it given how scatterbrained he is... But the guy is observant. Overall it’s a decent group. Ina: And what are we supposed to do just stay put and wait? Nayo: No, there are worksheets in the cafeteria that we’re all meant to fill out apparently. If answering the cards opened the lockers maybe completing those will open something else. So, you guys do that while we look around. Mirelle: Oh, kiddie work. My favorite. Ina: Alright, mom we’ll be good little girls and finish our homework. Nayo: Hey- I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just ugh never mind let’s just hurry up.

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[archivalofsins]

03/05/2024 9:40 PM

Nayo: Hey! Zareth: Yes! Nayo: Where do you think you’re going off to? Zareth: I- well I um thought... I’d just- Nayo: You thought nothing. You’re clearly an anxious wreck and a klutz on top of that. The last thing the group needs is you going off and having an accident. Zareth: I- I’m sorry! I only tripped a few times- I swear it didn’t even hurt I just need- Nayo: You need to be a good kid and stay put. Last thing anybody wants is for someone to get injured and I’m not taking care of you if you wind up getting hurt. Your stupid choices and their outcomes are your own responsibility, got it? Zareth: Yes, ma’am. Mirelle: Hm, Nayo there you are! Come with me to the lockers. I need you to be lookout so none of these guys peep on me. Ina: Pfft…pink- Daniel: SHUT IT! I don’t want to hear anything about it from you of all people. I’m clothed shouldn’t that be good enough.   Ina: Thank you for covering your far more masculine boxers. Daniel: Shut up, shut up, shut up! Ina: Bet my color will be better than yours. Daniel: Ha, I doubt it! I highly doubt it. Ina: Oh, attached to the pink now? Daniel: No! Ina: Ha-ha, you are aren’t you? Is it your color now? Hold on I’ll come with you two- I wouldn’t want Daniel here to take a peek. Daniel: I have morals ya know! Ina: Alright, boxers boy. Zareth: But I needed to use the restroom. Daniel: Huh, did you say something? Zareth: No! Daniel: ???

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[milgrammaintenance]

12/11/24 11:02pm

Nayo: Mmm...

Daniel: What? Don't tell me you're gonna start inspecting me too?

Nayo: Mmm... Hm. Is it me or are you a bit more manly?

Daniel: I think all of you are far too invested in the premise of this web series having an impact on me. Just because you're told you're wrong or right by a bunch of strangers doesn't mean you'll change. That's not how accountability works!

Nayo: Yep, the manliness level has risen.

Vinya: Yeah, you've definitely gotten a bit more mature.

Daniel: Are you all insane? Seeing things- Is it cabin fever? Are you all losing it?

Nayo: Okay fine how do you think you've changed.

Daniel: I haven't you've just known me longer! We've lived together for months ya know!

Nayo: Vance.

Daniel: Ep-Don't go saying his name out of nowhere are you trying to give me a heart attack!

Vinya: Ah, scratch that you are the same as usual huh.

Daniel: And you miss prep school shut up!

12/11/2024 5:54am

"What the hell is this?" I looked around my room in mild annoyance. Had that weird rabbit brought this in here.

We need your feedback! Please answer this questionnaire to the best of your abilities.

I scratched at my scalp confused. Seriously, a feed back survey??

01. On a scale of one to ten one being the lowest and ten being the highest how would you rate your guard (Nayo Ellis)?

Ugh... Seriously... Um... Why would they wait so long to do this survey. Shouldn't it had happened right after the trial ended. Mm... Well, I don't want to be harsh on Nayo. She did the best with what she was given. I guess... but if I'm too lenient, they'll just think I'm being nice, right?

I should just answer honestly.

I hesitantly filled in the circle for five before erasing it and going with six.

02. Please explain the reasoning behind your previous answers.

I mean... well, it was kind of shit show, wasn't it? She was unprepared, incredibly lenient, and kept letting her judgments be swayed and impacted by others. I really wanted to know her opinion, I guess... And she never really gave it. Honestly, even now, we haven't discussed what happened candidly.

I guess I just hoped for too much here.

That's on me.

03. On a scale of one to ten how much would say your verdict impacted you. One being not at all ten being a great deal I'm losing sleep over it!

Hm... That's complicated. I guess it's bothering me less now. Though at the start I was really bothered.... It was annoying all the assumptions, but when you choose not to talk about something in depth all the people around you can do is assume.

It's irritating being around so many people so casually bad mouthing the folks you care about. I got frustrated and confused by it. Nayo's response, the questions about Vance... I guess I thought I would be totally in the wrong.

It was the clear answer right.

I didn't do enough. The fault is on me... That's what I thought this entire time, and yet... Some people sympathized with me regardless.

It's kind of scary. I'm so used to not being believed to being the problem. I couldn't really comprehend being treated like the one who was wronged for once. It pissed me off a part of me wanted to yell at everyone and go, "You don't know a damn thing about Vance, so shut up." But I couldn't do that. So, I just wound up hurting myself instead.

I wonder if that's really a part of the verdict, though, or just my interpretation of it. Is it wrong for me to agree with the people who found me guilty without even giving it much thought. Without even taking the time to look at any part of the situation.

I can't help thinking that's how I'm meant to get treated after all.

It's always gonna be like that regardless of where I go. It's cruel to act like there are really people who won't see it that way. I mean, my best friend even saw it that way... I let out a weak laugh.

I guess I'd say an eight.

04. Would you say you received the right verdict?

If this is really about murder than no definitely not... But if it is about what I think it's about I don't know.

05. Why did you cooperate so easily or not?

I just read the mood. It's not as though not cooperating would have solved anything. Plus, it gave everyone something to get excited over. As well as a sense of control over the situation. It made it feel like we were progressing towards something instead of just trapped with each other.

Why wouldn't I cooperate? Why would I make a fuss?

Cause everybody to worry about our situation more. It got everyone into a rhythm. I don't really mind being the butt of the joke, the guy everyone hates, or distrusts. But seeing people panicked and scared is difficult if it could distract from that why not play along...

At least, that was my thought process on it.

06. What subject have you gotten along with the most?

Milko most definitely. He's a bit of an airhead but he's considerate of everybody around him and he gets the things I've been through. So I'd been relying on him a good deal.

07. What subject have you gotten along with the least?

God I hope no one gets to read this after I turn it in... But- Nayo. She's a bit the exact opposite of me I guess. She can't read a mood she's messy- Plus she has this idea of how relationships should be that she just won't let up on.

It's like someone picked the most difficult person for me to interact with and threw them in here.

11/20/2024 10:15am

"Is that what friendship is to you?" she asked with that unwavering look of hers.

I held her gaze not backing down, "What else is it meant to be?"

She looked a bit put on the spot, "It- it's when you can rely on someone isn't it? And you talk about the things troubling you."

"That sounds super inconvenient. If you're someone's friend you make their life easier not harder with your baggage."

"Are you really friends with someone if you have to keep doing things to prove your worth?" Her eyes wavered as she looked away from me and at the ground.

Was she pitying me?

"HUHN- Listen here, are you really friends when the only thing you can do is inconvenience the other?!"

She looked about her room agitatedly, "Well, I'd still be your friend if you inconvenienced me. You get that right?"

"Wha-what shut up shut up! That's weird and gross don't say stuff like that! That's not what friendship is at all!"

"Have you ever thought it should be like that. Friends who ditch you as soon as things get a bit hard are the worst! I'm not gonna be that way."

"Ah, you're annoying I'm leaving." she gave me a sad look and I took in her room again, "I'll finish helping you clean first though."

"Yay, you're the best!"

"Sta-stop hugging me!"

08. What subject are you interested in the most?

Oh that's easy Mirelle that lady is weird. Plus her and Milko get along as well as water and oil.

06/12/2024 4:15pm

"Mirelle, hey." Milko said as he waved the girl down, "Hey, hey, help me keep up with our studies. You're still smart, right? Your brain hasn't completely turned to mush, right?"

She elbowed him in the stomach with an annoyed grunt, "Vereze if you don't shut the fuck up! Ugh just hearing your voice is enough to start a migraine don't be happy while speaking to me."

"Ha, ha ah, as harsh as usual. So, that's a yes."

"What part of that sounded like a yes I'd love to." Mirelle glared at him as she spoke.

"Well, when you just said yes, I'd love to. Actually-" he said with a smirk, and her glare wavered.

"You ugh... You're lucky you're tolerable when you aren't asking for something." she conceded before rummaging in her pocket and quickly downing one of the pills she always had on her. I guess they were for migraines.

"Yes, nice! I'll go get the books I ordered then, and we can start." Milko rushed off excitedly, and I sighed.

"Ya know if you don't like him you could just refuse." I said and she rolled her eyes.

"It's not that I hate the guy or anything. It's just when he gets like that, it's annoying." she looked me over for a moment, "You've been hanging around him a lot, huh?"

"What; why are you asking that all of a sudden?" I straightened up on the couch a bit as I looked away.

She chuckled, "I'm not going to lecture you on your tastes or anything. I think you get enough of that from Ina and Nayo... Just try not to turn out like him, okay?"

"Milko is a pretty cool guy though..." I muttered and she laughed.

"Pfft I think you're the first person I've ever heard say that about him!" she said not able to hold back her laughter.

"Wha- what's so funny?" I asked as she gave me a pat on the head.

She gave me a small smile, "Ya know when I saw you here I thought oh no another spoiled brat jock. He's probably gonna be pushy and obnoxious. Like all the other guys around his age. But you've surprised me. I mean calling him cool. Like what can you count all the people you know well on one hand or something?"

"And wha- what if I can? Then what!" I yelled and she laughed harder.

"That would certainly explain why you would think Milko of all people is cool."

"And what do you think about him?" I looked her over as she took a seat beside me.

"I think he's sad and pathetic. He's a pushover. But I guess it's easy for me to think that we go to school together after all." she looked off to the side clearly waiting for him to return, "I've seen him get bullied every day since I entered that school."

"Bullied really?"

"Ahn yeah, heh, don't really know how deep it goes or anything. I try not to get too involved in those things."

Hm...

09. What subject(s) have you become friends with since being here?

Everyone I guess. Though it's pretty difficult finding out anything these guys are interested in. Especially Afra... I don't know what's up with her. Seems like she's not even from this decade at times.

10. What do you think of what you did to be brought here?

I think if it helped someone and the only one hurt was me then that's a really good thing.

[milgrammaintenance]

12/19/024 10:30am

Mirelle: I've been wondering something.

Daniel: Oh god not you too-

Mirelle: What?

Daniel: Is this about how the verdict is impacting me again?

Mirelle: Uh no- You're like fourteen right?

Daniel: Huh, yeah- Yes???

Mirelle: You said you're the star quarterback on your high school's football team. But like aren't you still in middle?

Daniel: Wha- Um do you not know about escalator schools?

Mirelle: I don't know that much about the American school system.

Daniel: Are you not from the states???

Mirelle: I'm here on a foreign exchange program... I mean I'm not like completely unaware of what an escalator school is but- It's not really as common. I would've figured the teams are still separated by age.

Daniel: Ah, no. Not really the best players play. That's how it is. Their are older kids on the team too. I'm pretty much the only person my age that played in games though.

Mirelle: Hm, you must have been pretty good...

Daniel: Well, yeah. Work hard play hard and all that.

[milgrammaintenance]

Persons of Interest

10/17/24 11:20PM

Nayo: Mm, something's been bugging me...

Mirelle: What?

Nayo: Why did you guys switch rooms after sticking me with Zareth? Everyone was meant to be separated by age... But like you guys didn't stick to that for a day.

Mirelle: Uh, I can't speak for anyone else but I thought it wasn't really a hard rule.

Vinya: I mean if it was then Zareth and Daniel should have been rooming together too. Since they're the same age. Besides not like it matters now.

Nayo: ... true.

I was rushing.

I knew I was.

Yet, I couldn’t help it.

At times like this advice from people I’d never listen to on a good day would start doing laps in my mind. My chest was tight… I couldn’t tell if I was still breathing or not. I know I’m a shit person. I know that better than anyone- My friends know it better than most.

Family is meant to know nothing.

Maybe that’s why he never really saw the sort of person I was. Family only sees what they want to see in each other. Whether that’s the worst or the best-

“IT DOESN’T MATTER;”

I jolted at the memory as if hearing that yell for the first time all over. Nothing was making sense. I’d taken this route a million times before but right now felt like I was going down it for the first time again.

It was a bit chilly then too…

February 25, 2022

“You said today for sure?”

“People say a lot of things doesn’t make ‘em true.”

My father’s always been dishonest. He gave his word as flippantly as people threw coins in fountains. I knew this. I usually wouldn’t care but…

“Daniel’s already set everything up though. His parents talked to mom and everything!” the words came out despite my better judgment. I pulled back in anticipation for a hit that never came.

“Is that right? They called did they…” he looked at the can in his hand tilting it back and forth in thought. “Ah, well it’s a shame then.”

I looked at him warily as I took a bit of a step back, “Why… I mean it doesn’t have to be maybe mom could just.”

“Vance,” I got quiet at that.

His tone said all there was I needed to know. I had done something. I didn’t know what, but I’d done something. Unless, it- No, maybe it was nothing and he was just looking for reasons not to follow through. There was no way to talk it out though… I know. I’m well aware…

The one in the wrong here is me.

“Did you think you could keep going on like that?” he asked, and I rubbed my wrist.

I didn’t know what he was talking about, but it was worse to ask. It’s best to just stand there and feel ashamed. Feel ashamed and hope that feeling is apparent. Then maybe this wouldn’t go on longer than it needed to.

The sound of mom’s phone ringing crept down the basement steps.

I looked down at the ground. Eyes stinging and ears clogged… I just.

The phone screeched through the air drowning out his berating. I just… At some point I’d moved from rubbing my wrist to gripping my left shoulder.

“How long did you think hiding this would work?”

“I- I…”

It was stupid. I’d gotten a bad grade on a progress report. It wasn’t even a real report card. I still needed to get it signed and turn it back in… Yet,

February 23, 2022

I looked between the texts from Daniel and my progress report.

Daniel You show them the progress report 11:00AM How’d they take it? 1:15PM Everything still good for this weekend? 3:45PM You ok? 7:18PM

What could I even say to him… I can’t tell him. I can’t tell him I’m too scared to show it to them. It’s not even low- No, it’s low it’s just not failing. It’s average. I’d been struggling with English most of the school year it was no surprise it was this bad.

A solid C. I could hear how he’d react now.

“Can’t even be an exceptional failure, huh? If you’re going to be average, you might as well not even be alive.”

So long to any weekend plans… But I can’t just not get it signed. If I don’t return it signed on Monday, they’ll call home.

February 25, 2022

I didn’t expect it to work long.

I just thought it’d be enough to get a little through the weekend. I didn’t even hide it that well. I just shoved it in my backpack and flung that in my closet. I spent hours finishing all my homework.

So, nothing could interrupt the little time we had to hangout.

Mom had already looked over that.

“Well?” he asked while I kept looking at the ground.

“I- I didn’t want you to be disappointed. I thought I could work harder and raise it.”

I’m inherently dishonest. I got it from him. I put words together to make things sound better than they are all the time. Yet, I never make promises I don’t intend to keep. I have a line… I’d like to think I do.

We’ll be best friends for life, right? Promise, no takes backs?!

My chest…

This weekend for real this time- Really, you promise… Okay.

It hurts.

Maybe I am just as flippant as him. Flawed on a genetic level. All due to this unbreakable relation. I keep my eyes downcast. Hoping I look downtrodden. Hoping that you don’t notice me glaring at the floor.

If you don’t notice… maybe, you’ll stop kicking me soon. If you do, I’ll have to be sure to block my face.

Either way.

It’s not like it matters. I wonder how I should get there. It would have been great if things went as planned. I guess I’ll just have to take the bus.

“You couldn’t even be an extraordinary failure!”

A breathy chuckle more like a cough left my body at those words. Huh, extraordinary… Man I couldn’t even guess that right.

“Dad thinks there’s nothing worse than being average.”

“Wait really- What’s wrong with being average.”

“He says average people are just around to make their superiors look better.”

“That’s weird isn’t being average the first step towards becoming good at stuff? Becoming exceptional…”

Another laugh left my throat this one a little louder.

Wednesday, February 23

Vance I got something to tell you but don’t be mad 3:25PM Daniel ? 3:35PM Vance I just got my progress report and I got a C in English 3:38 Daniel ??? 3:40PM Why would I be mad about that? 3:41PM I mean it’s still passing we could just study together. Go over the stuff you don’t get to improve. It’s just a progress report 3:43PM Vance If my grades aren’t good what are my chances of getting in on a scholarship with you? 3:50PM Daniel Oh that 3:55PM Yeah, I get the concern there but like you can just do things to raise it and you’re still a great player all around. Any school would be lucky to have you there. Plus football players can coast off C’s anyway. 4:00PM Vance That’s just in movies moron 4:02PM Daniel What?! Really? You’re serious. 4:03PM Vance Poor Dani you’re gonna have ta learn math- Daniel Noooo don’t text me that take it back unsend it Vance Too late already sent Daniel Well you’re just gonna have to get better at english too then. So jokes on you. Vance More like jokes on the both of us. Daniel Pfft jerk

I looked over the texts at my desk…

It was stupid.

Really stupid, I can’t believe even for a second I was more worried about his reaction to that than yours. I can’t believe I’m more worried about disappointing him again than making you more angry. Maybe I’m seriously messed up…

You’d kick my ass over anything so why should I care. It’s not like I can’t take it anyway.

Even now though… I’m still worried about what he’d think if he knew I was thinking that way.

I panted as I brushed myself up. I straightened out my coat and pulled the hood back just enough for whoever answered to know it was me.

Daniel was the one to open the door, “Vance, you actually came?”

“Well, I promised didn’t I?” I sent a glare his way as I spoke, “You really shouldn’t just go opening the door like that. What if I was some sort of criminal or something. Then what?”

“Uh well mom went out to get something and left her keys so I was waiting for her and assumed…” he began to prattle out an excuse.

“Don’t say that so loud moron! What if someone around hears you and tries to rob this place?”

He was clearly flustered I pushed him inside before locking the door with a groan. I took off my shoes and hung up my coat before looking around. So, this was Daniel’s new place, it was spacious and clean. It was late when I managed to get here… So, he was already in his pajamas.

He seemed slightly dazed. I looked him over for a moment. He rubbed his eyes before looking at the door again covering his mouth in a failed attempt to hide his yawning.

“You can just go to bed I’ll stay up for and get the door when she’s back.”

He looked from me to the door, “No, that’d be rude… you can um just go up to my room. I’ll wait until she gets back. She went out to get something for me anyway.” He fell back onto the living room couch with a sigh before cutting on the television. “It’s one of the first rooms at the top of the steps right across from the bathroom. Left side wall.”

He flipped through the channels tiredly as I frowned.

“Don’t make too much noise though dad has a work thing early tomorrow.” He settled on a channel while I let out a sigh.

“Are we not going to hangout?” I asked and he shrugged.

“I don’t know yeah right now it’s late and junk… I’m just not feeling great right now.” My shoulders went slack at that, “Sorry.” he muttered.

“It’s fine. I’ll just go upstairs and see you when you get up there.”

I walked up the steps taking glances at him as I did. He was really upset huh… Probably because of how late I was and all the texts I’d ignored… He’d only texted ok when I finally answered telling him I was on my way. At that point it was past midnight.

I opened the door to his room and stumbled back a bit.

Why is it so messy in here? There was a thud from behind me Daniel had faceplanted into the floor behind me.

“Wai- wait on second thought go back down or to the guest room my room is a mess right now!” he spoke hastily as he grabbed the door handle and yanked the door shut.

“Yeah, I saw…”

Clothes and paper were scattered across the floor all the way up to the doorframe. Books were piled up near his bookshelf, notebooks were littered around his unmade bed. His laptop was on his pillow open to something I couldn’t make out… What was going on?

“Are you alright?” I asked as I looked over him with concern.

He just laughed it off, “Ah, yeah that fall didn’t even hurt.”

That’s not what I meant… Daniel’s room was always clean when he lived next door to me. He even kept his backpack and school desk organized neatly. So,

“I meant like is something wrong? You hate messes… So.” He looked away from me.

“It’s fine I was just looking for something and couldn’t find it.”

That didn’t do anything to lessen my concern.

"What the heck were you looking for?”

“It- it’s not important give me a bit and I’ll get it cleaned up in there.”

With that he rushed into his room and quickly locked the door behind him.

Huh, a lock would be nice….  

[milgrammaintenance]

Birthday Wishes

“Is that how _______ are around here?”

“____ ____ ____ _____ ___ don’t go trying to ___ ______ _____ __ his very empty head again.”

“Just have your little ________ _____ ____ _____ then __ back __  _____ ___ came from.”

“Don’t make ______ ______ __ yourself by _______ ______ ___”

I couldn't help but be sick at how that played out. I should have been more discrete, but even so... I couldn't help but think that I disliked those types of people the most.

This whole thing is just exhausting...

Lope: Happy seventeenth birthday to prisoner 002! Woohoo- No one has done anything for it though. What a shame.

09/16/24 11:47PM

Mirelle: Hey- are you still up? Daniel: Well, if I wasn’t then your weak attempt at whispering definitely would have woken me anyway. Mirelle: May I come in? Daniel: Sure, not like I can protest. Can’t even keep my door locked anymore. Mirelle: True. Daniel: So, what brings you here so late or early depending on when you get up. Mirelle: Even I don’t get up this early… I wanted to ask you what you thought of Nayo? Daniel: Huh, what do you mean? I think she’s her, I guess. I don’t really think much about her or anyone here to be honest. Mirelle: . . . Daniel: What; is there something wrong with that? Is it weird or something? Mirelle: I-well no… It’s just you really take people at face value, huh? Daniel: Uh, I- I um guess so is that a bad thing? Wait um it your birthday yesterday? Mirelle: ?! How do you know that? Daniel: Take a wild guess… Mirelle: Ah, really… She can never keep anything to herself. Daniel: Must suck being born so close to the school year. Mirelle: Yeah, yeah what about you when were you born? Daniel: Ahn well my school doesn’t have many breaks. Unlike public ones… but my birthday at least doesn’t come up right after it starts. Mirelle: ! The date smart aleck! Daniel: The twenty-fourth of February. Mirelle: How many breaks does your school have? Daniel: Hm, um we get off for winter and spring break. That’s about it. Mirelle: Isn’t that kind of short… Like are you always in school usually. Daniel: I mean there’s summer break too. So no but during the school year yeah for the most part. Happy belated birthday by the way. Mirelle: Thanks.

[milgrammaintenance]

09/05/24 10:15 am

Zareth: Damn it… God damn it- I just had to go and do that.

Mirelle: Still down in the dumps about injuring the golden boy?

Zareth: God, what is with all you girls can you just mind your business. I don’t need to be babied by you.

Mirelle: The fuck? What do you mean by you girls?

Zareth: I mean I don’t need to be babied. I’m not looking for a mother figure or something stupid like that. Just leave me be.

Mirelle: I didn’t think you were! I was just checking on you- Ya know what forget it stay miserable.

[milgrammaintenance]

08/12/2024 3:35pm

Nell: It’s lunch time.

Mirelle: Cool, what’s for lunch?

Nell: I just made some sandwiches and salad.

Vinya: Nice.

Zareth: …

Nell: Mm, something wrong Zareth?

Zareth: *sigh* *mutter* another boring day…so bored..so bored.

Nell: Um...?

Zareth: *mutter* Stupid. It’s all stupid... Where’s Milko…? *clatter*

Nell: Okay…eating by yourself again. Alright. *nudge* Mirelle?

Mirelle: Huh?

Nell: I think someone should like watch him. He’s acting weird.

Mirelle: God his entire family is fucking like that.

Nell: Um?!

Mirelle: Just ignore him.

Nell: Uuhh…uhn.

[milgrammaintenance]

08/12/2024 12:00pm

Afra: And one and two- And one and two!

Vinya: How do you have this much energy- Mirelle: Three and four- three and four!

Afra: Now stretch!

Vinya: Ah, I really don’t wanna- I don’t wanna at all!

Mirelle: You really don’t like exerting yourself, huh?

Vinya: Who likes getting sweaty?

Ina: One, two, three- One, two, three! TWIST!

Vinya: She shouldn’t count.

Mirelle: Mm…hm. Regular exercise is important in the situation we’re in. Not just for our physical health but mental health as well. This gives us something to do together and enforces a routine. That’s why-

Vinya: We all agreed to it I know! Nayo- YOU GET OVER HERE TOO!

Nayo: ! But…I’m not that fond of physical fitness.

[milgrammaintenance]

Mirelle: This is getting ridiculous-

Ina: Mmm… Tell me about it.

Mirelle: What’s your problem? It’s not like you to go getting worried about anything.

Ina: Excuse you- Like you’re and expert on what worries me or not.

Mirelle: Christ what’s with your attitude?

Ina: Milko has been missing for way longer than usual and that creepy kid can’t be found either. It’s only natural I’m troubled by that.

Mirelle: Yeah, because if they don’t finish then you can’t get out as quickly right.

Ina: Huh, do I look like I’d be concerned over such a trivial thing? I’m worried about them as people duh not what their absence may mean for me. How self-absorbed and callous would a person have to be to go,

"Oh they’re missing in the murder prison ugh do they know how that’ll impact me!"?

Mirelle: …

[milgrammaintenance]

Hm? Milko what are you Milgram opinions I am actually curious now.

Milko & Daniel’s Dorm

“Ugh…” Daniel groaned the same words had been looping in his head all day. He had no urge to follow through on them in any way, “No, I can’t do it. I won’t ask about that series. I don’t wanna.” He knew if he did, the chances of Milko talking for the rest of the night would be a certainty. The guy was obsessed with the thing he could talk about it for days.

This wasn’t hyperbole either Milko and Nell literally talked about the thing for days on end. It was one of the reasons everyone committed to making the other rooms into bedrooms. Because every few hours they’d wake up hearing some new theory they’d be cooking up. Or entire all night video analysis sessions for the sake of researching their situation.

Daniel was actually tasked with getting him to lay off it as his roommate. Get him into some new things but he related everything back to Milgram.

No matter what Daniel tried.

“I won’t ask I refuse… Someone else do it.”

So, in bed is where he stayed all day bundled under the covers, doing his best to ignore the suggestion.

Ina and Vinya’s Dorm

“Ha, well as much as I’d love to indulge Milko’s hyperfixation I can’t get anything out of it right now. So, no~” Ina said happily as she brushed her hair, “I’m busy trying to make myself cuter which is a cruel impossible feat since you can’t improve perfection. Isn’t that right?” she was looking into the vanity mirror she ordered and blowing kisses at her reflection.

“Do you like need the room?” Vinya asked a bit put off.

“Ah, nah- Just admiring. Are you gonna ask Milko for them?” she answered, but it was mostly an attempt to foist the duty on the next closest person. If Daniel wasn’t hiding in his room she’d force him to bite the bullet and do it. She was pretty sure that’s why he was hiding too. Damn that guy…always huddling away when he’d be useful.

“Nah, I’m not that interested in hearing his thoughts on that. I’m not even that into the series really.”

It was a nuisance of an answer to Ina. Because that meant nothing would be done about the repeated inquiry. It would just keep going until the task was fulfilled it seemed like. Ahn, not gonna ruin my day- She thought while giving herself another smile in the mirror. Maybe pigtails or a side sweep. Hm?

Nell and Geraud’s Dorm

“Where is he?” Geraud was looking around for Nell. His absence was getting perturbing. He’d looked around the entire place for him but he was nowhere to be found. Not even in the gyms storage room. He thought maybe they just kept missing each other but in such a small space like this one… Well missing each other for this long would be unlikely.

Hm? Milko what are you Milgram opinions I am actually curious now.

Geraud ignored the loping thought. He was never really interested in those sorts of things anyway. Though the voice did bring up a point of interest he had overlooked.

“Milko, I haven’t seen him?” Zareth said in confusion to an annoyed Mirelle.

Milko-

Dining Area

“Okay, but, like- How are you so calm isn’t the repeated prompting annoying you in the slightest? Shouldn’t everyone be working to find him so we can finally get some peace and quiet; I mean, his Milgram thoughts can’t be that bad.” Nayo shuddered at Mirelle’s words.

“I- well” she stammered, “after what he and Nell said about Shidou I’m more scared of his thoughts than bothered by the voice.”

“What’s Milgram again?” Afra chimed in and Mirelle sighed.

“Remember the thing I showed you. You choose a song from it? That thing.” Mirelle tried to get Afra to remember.

Afra looked confused for a moment, “Oh yeah, that! Dogs race fast! Hello, hello-”

Mirelle massaged her temple, “It’s ugh never mind.”

????

“I’ll admit I’m a bit insulted but pleasantly surprised. I never thought that someone could get here from there. Well, I guess this is what the process is for.”

… I guess I was concerned for nothing. Not many people were panicking. Well, they were but mostly due to the voices.

Hm… All this for maintenance. Yet, looking over it all, I could better understand the reasoning behind it. How thorough it all was and the choice of location.

Nell Newell had found himself in a bit of an odd predicament. A rabbit was clearly talking at him, but he hadn’t worked out how to understand this one yet. He fiddled around with his helmet, looking for some sort of translation feature. As the small animal stood with a pompous demeanor. It looked indignant and seemed to be yelling at him.

After a bit of maneuvering through the system he found something,

“You seriously think you can come into my Milgram-” A familiar chastising voice played through his helmet and he swiftly cut off the function he’d found. Just to be met with a bite to the leg.

“Ow!” he cut the feature back on.

“Don’t ignore me. That guardian of yours refuses to come look at my Milgram and now you’re snooping around. Do you know how problematic this could be to my experiment! Get out, leave back to your facility to finish your trials!” It chastised as Nell tried to shake the thing off his leg.

Distinct whispering in Japanese could be heard from behind the mock wall as a text translation appeared through Nell’s helmet.

_Fast translation activated_

Prisoner 004 Kusunoki Mu

“Ah, where did Jackalope go? He was just here a moment ago…”

We have detected your proximity to the false wall is detrimental. Please back away at least fifteen feet. All maintenance workers must remain within the proper boundaries so as not to have an undue impact on any ongoing experiments. If the command is not followed in the next sixty seconds, your equipment will inform management of your refusal to comply.

60, 59, 58-

Nell rushed backwards-

“That’s right don’t mess with my Milgram!” Jackalope said as he kept kicking at Nell’s ankles.

Standards for compliance meet. Please continue maintenance duties.

Nell released a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. He had no clue what informing management would mean for him. He didn’t even know if he was meant to have the equipment he did to be honest. Jackalope was still yelling at him as he was now facing a startling reality. So, they weren’t lying Jackalope is here and if his helmet wasn’t just programmed to lie so are the rest of the prisoners too.

That’s a lot more to process than he was willing to at the moment. He looked down at the antlered cottontail rabbit. He didn’t look as dangerous as Lope. His bite hurt of course but… Nell thought for a moment that maybe since Jackalope had no skin in the game he wouldn’t mind giving it away.

I mean what’s going on where they were wasn’t his Milgram. Taking into consideration what the voices said before Jackalope had been interfering. Mostly to torment Daniel. Which given his statements regarding Futa’s suffering well it’d make sense for him to enjoy how Daniel reacts too… He’s a bit of a sadist.

“Ah, sorry for intruding but um. Do you happen to know what’s going on in the other facility.”

Jackalope looked over Nell for a moment thumping his back paw on the floor and hm-ing.

“Can’t say I really do. What maintenance workers and myself do are very different you see. And how maintenance is done is up to the discretion of the worker in charge. I can say Lope seems to be mocking my facility in a few ways given the people he chose. That’s about it and it’s only a suspicion.” He sounded huffy as he spoke. “Well good things always have imitators. This is simply proof that my milgram is the best.”

Nell wouldn’t agree or disagree. A prison is just a prison after all. It’s like trying to gauge the best piece of garbage. Though he’d guess on some level Milgram proper was better. This one seemed uncertain in its judgements and irrational. A lot more lenient and up to the discretion of the guard. He was well impressed by the agency it gave him.

The tools were in our hands to figure it out. Yet, it was kind of like the place was asking them to solve it. Maybe Lope is just lazy or Nell was too curious. I mean he should have been doing his job as Milko’s guard not looking around like this trying to- To what? Figure out more about Milgram. Their situation? After all the complaining around how long Nayo was taking he was taking just as long for seemingly less of a good reason.

Did he even have to ask any questions give anyone a choice. Whose verdicts and thoughts mattered; his or whoever was watching?

What did he want to do? Did that even matter?

“Oh, it seems as though you’re having some interesting thoughts there.” Jackalope said as Nell began to stumble.

A wave of dizziness had fallen over him.

“What do you think of it? My Milgram that is?”

A thud resonated through the corridors.

“Hm…” Yuno found herself look around for a moment.

“Something wrong Kashiki-kun?” Shidou asked.

“Huh…” She could have sworn she just heard something hit the ground somewhere. Though it’s not like she wanted to bother herself by looking into it, “No, it’s nothing.”