Miles doesn’t hate his tails.
No matter how much the people in his town told him to.
Even if every time he tries to play close by the village he gets chased and practically hunted down because some scary adults want to “hang out his tails on the wall”.
Even if the mothers pry their children away from him so they won’t “get cursed by the mutant”.
Even if his first memory is running from some big kids who chased him away from a store for eating some scraps from the garbage while yelling “Two tailed freaks don’t even deserve trash!”
The only apparent difference between him and the people who hate him being the number of tails, or rather, the not singularity of his.
It seemed like the reason why they all despised him was because of them, an abnormality, was the kindest way they called them.
They kept saying his tails were bad. But it didn’t made any sense. His tails weren’t bad. They kept him warm on the coldest nights, shelter him from the rain, and protect him from the town’s kid’s fists.
They were his only company and comfort, his blanket and pillow, and they were the only thing he had. He couldn’t hate them.
It didn’t matter if they were the apparent reason for his loneliness and the town’s rejection, Miles knew that even if he could cut one of them the townsfolk still wouldn’t want him.
His tails were big enough to cover him almost completely, protecting him by curling around him and not letting go even when the fur on them was ripped, torn, or burned. He could chew on the tip of their fur when his stomach hurt too much not to try and bite something, even if the matted fur on them might hurt sometimes. He didn’t have any toys or coloring books, but he could always play with his tails whenever he felt too lonely, he would chase them and they would not go away, sometimes they moved on their own when he was playing, he didn’t know why, but whenever it happened it made him feel a little bit happier, even if it meant as potential risk of him being found by his abusers if they moved when he didn’t tell them too, it still made him happy.
He could hug his tails while sleeping, pretending someone was actually there with him, if he concentrated enough, he could pretend the fur that was keeping him warm wasn’t his own, he could imagine it was maybe a loving mom, a caring dad, or… anyone, but he could feel loved.
He didn’t hate his tails.
Everyone hated him, and that might not have a solution, but everyone also seemed to hate his tails. He knows how it feels when everybody hates you, he doesn’t want his tails to feel like everyone in the world hates them too. So even if it’s just him, even if no one else ever likes them, and even if some day he dies because someone hated them enough to do something about it, he won’t hate his tails.
He doesn’t think anyone could love his tails ever, and he doesn’t know if he is capable of loving them himself, but liking them should be enough. He hopes his tails can understand.
He hopes that at least his tails could feel a little bit of love some day.
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The whole thing about Ms Saluzzo’s first name is so fucked. Besides being named after a region that is named after a slur, the name itself has nothing to do with her character, she’s not from or at all related to that region of the world or it’s in-game equivalent. She’s based on the extinct Newfoundland wolf which was native to Canada (as a counterpart to Texas being based on the extinct Texas wolf from Texas), and that she’s a member of an in-universe mafia family from in-universe Italy. I have no idea why they didn’t call her Newfoundland, since that’s what they did for Texas. But because she’s been in the game and named that for years and because she’s a popular character with fans they’re probably never going to change it. And we can try our best and make as many posts as we can to make sure as many people who play the game know not to say or use her first name, but without actually having her in-game name changed effectively like trying to fix a broken dam with duct tape. It’s a really shitty situation and I keep coming back to the thought “hey, why did they name her that???”
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Magnifico stans: He was right, in the end! The ungrateful people of Rosas DID end up revolting against him!
Asha: *Magnifico cruelly destroys her mother’s wish in front of her, AND has her face plastered on Wanted posters, AND has false accusations made against her*
Asha’s friends: *other than Dahlia, have literally been useless and done nothing of significance, but still get outed as aiding the “traitorous” Asha*
Queen Amaya: *literally gets threatened just for telling her husband to calm down*
The people of Rosas: *literally get bound and restrained, while Magnifico laughs in their face about it*
Everyone: *gets fed up and does not put up with this bullcrap*
King Magnifico: How could this happen to meeeeee?
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Not gonna get into danganronpa another spoilers because this whole scene is something else that I’m still processing but I absolutely love this line. Like to bring up milgram I think this is an idea which can reflect on lots of the characters as well. The idea of basing your entire existence off of a certain thing/person/ideology and then for something to happen that completely destroys that. Your entire person has been stripped away and just what’s left? You can’t comprehend your own existence or meaning without that specific attachment and you start to question all of your actions based off that…
I can only really think of John, Kotoko, and Es here (and possibly Amane and Mikoto to an extent). And John bases his life off of Mikoto, Kotoko upholding justice, and Es being the warden.
John’s idea of his whole existence and reason for being is Mikoto. It’s the only reason he believes he exists and if he were to fulfill his role he’d “disappear” as he would be completely worthless without him. John tries to repress and ignore his humanity and reduce himself as a tool to protect Mikoto and that’s all he can see himself as. But now Mikoto’s starting to not deny his existence and feels pure hatred for everything about him. And what will happen to John, when the person he’s dedicated his entire life to and desperately wants praise from, denies his existence? What will he be but some worthless existence that is only a burden, to him.
Kotoko. An ideology of upholding justice and punishing evil that has completely overtaken her. She has pushed herself into a role of a “fang” for justice, protecting the weak and persecuting evil. But even so matter how much she tries, she knows her goals are unreachable. She denies relationships and attachments to other people based on this ideology. Kotoko admits that she does feel attachment to the prisoners, but has to deny them in order to fulfill the role as a tool. And believes that pain and violence is necessary to achieving a greater good. Trying to deny any regret because wouldn’t it be easier to believe you’re entirely in the right? She latched onto Es, believing them to be similar as the warden who carries out judgement on wether the prisoners are forgivable or not. But now, Es has denied her whole ideology, her whole existence due to the pain she’s caused. Kotoko wants to believe that what she did was right and that Es, another enforcer of justice would accept her, because that’s how it is.
And Es… they’re the warden of the prison. There’s nothing more to them than that they believe. Es has no memories of their identity or past before Milgram and immediately latched onto the identity given to them, of being the guard. Es took this role as their entire identity, an extension of the milgram system in order to interrogate and judge prisoners. I think Muu put this best.
“Warden-san, we call you "warden" because that's what you are, right? And I was assigned the role of prisoner, but that doesn't mean I'm now nothing but a prisoner at heart, too. After all, I'm still me.”
Es has an unstable sense of identity, to the point they latched on to the first thing they were given in order to give themselves a purpose and a meaning for existence. And Kotoko calling them “imperfect caused them to question their identity. But as the story progresses Es will probably begin to learn about the audiences control and the truth behind what they assumed to be their verdicts. That their will never was 100% their own. Who knows what Es’ past was, but eventually they’ll likely have to tackle it and their whole identity, the warden, the arms of milgram, is gone.
gonna think about Mikoto and Amane here as well. Mikoto, although may not seem to be as first, focuses his entire identity around other people. He’s the friendly sociable guy who’s easy to chat with. But that’s all he believes he should be, I guess. As perhaps this mindset is upheld by an inherent fear of other people rejecting him, so he focuses all his attention and identity on being a social person. He’s never truly friends with people, as perhaps that would be “too close” and open up the possibility for danger. He doesn’t completely deny his identity like the others, but he molds and shapes it in a way that is acceptable to others. He likes what everyone else likes and does what everyone else does so the fear of being rejected for being different won’t hurt him. But now he’s stopped denying John’s existence and his DID, believing himself to be crazy, and to be completely rejected from other people, his entire sense of identity to an extent. And especially with John scaring other people off with the mindset that will help Mikoto, he has now been completely distanced from everyone else and now has to come to terms with himself, but not the ideal persona he put on to be acceptable to other people.
Amane is a more different case as she in a way has rejected that idea, but not completely. Growing up in a cult it’s very likely that she was always conditioned that she was just a servant for god. That all the good things she did were actually god blessing her and all the bad things a fault of her humanity, herself as a person. She is in a unstable relationship with the whole submitting her personhood to her religion, as she sacrificed her ideologies in order to help a cat. But at the core, that wasn’t about herself and her identity, rather a focus on the cat’s life. Amane’s murder was her will. Rejecting everything and fighting for her life in direct opposition to what she has been taught her entire life and how her identity should be, a rejection of that and a glance into “herself”. But once again, this murder wasn’t entirely self motivated. She’s still broken enough that she can’t fully grasp herself as a person besides god and religion. And a large cause of her murder was out of the death of the cat, rather than simply protecting herself. Amane still slips back into the belief that her personhood is entirely dedicated to god. As she tried to convince herself and Es that the only reason she killed is because they deserved religious punishment and she is in the right for carrying out god’s will, once again denying her personal reason for doing so. Reducing herself to “we” on behalf of her religion, that this isn’t herself anymore. Amane is in a limbo between rejecting her personhood for god, but at the same time rejecting the suffering she’s been through in order to save “herself”. Amane’s case is so interesting, as there’s no clear answer of what she believes in here, and it is truly fascinating.
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So lemme tell you a secret
Most people you meet in a day are at least a little conflict averse. Most people do not want to make a scene
People who know this and are not averse to making a scene can become fucking unstoppable, and many of them use this power for evil
You can stop them in their goddamn tracks about 55% of the time by doing your best impression of someone who is not conflict averse
If someone comes up to you and you have any feeling they wanna give you a bad time, do not greet them quietly
Greet them loudly, as loudly as they greet you if not a little louder
This tells them they can’t make you back down or give in on the threat of drawing attention; a good chunk of the time, they will not want attention themselves if you’re the one drawing it
You don’t need to be confrontational or aggressive; just turn, greet them as normal, and up the volume just enough to show you’re not hiding or scared of loud noises
(This does not need to be true so long as you fake it well)
Note: this is not a guarantee, but honestly if they were gonna give you a hard time and draw attention they were probably gonna do that anyway
Stay cool, stay polite, and don’t let them intimidate you into whispering to avoid creating a scene. If they wanna make a scene, let them play the villain
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