while i was editing this i could feel my self esteem dropping

Character Profile Translations

The New Danganronpa V3 has updated the website with some “details for four of the characters, it’s probably nothing new, the fan-base already knows anyway here they are. 

Super High School Level Pianist, Kaede Akamatsu  (CV Sayaka Kanda)

“I grew up with the piano all my childhood and was always playing enough to be called a Piano “Baka” by my friends.

I have earned my title Super High School Level Pianist by entering many competitions and won numerous awards.

I have a bright and positive personality and a strong feeling of resentment against Monokuma who drove ourselves (with no effort) to want to kill.

I spare no effort to attain my goals and inspire the other students to escape

“Let’s be friends, when we all get out” 

( Edit 1:, not really sure if childhood is correct, the Kanji mentions something about the 9th grade I think, so childhood is pretty much accurate to me anyway.

Edit 2: I totally missed this last tiny little blurb which is just one tiny little thing! Plus her quote! Would you believe that I was running from work to home trying to get this done! XD) 

Super High School Level ??? Rantarou Amami (CV Hikaru Midorikawa) 

“A boy that cannot remember his talent and with no worries as to what it may be, he claims that he will have fun discovering it.” 

Gives off a some-what frivolous impression by his appearance and tone. 

He seems to have keen insight  (knowledge/ understanding) into the current situation and seems to know something that the others do not know. 

(Nothing really that we already knew, his is more of a description then anything else, shame was hoping to learn something new) 

(Edit 3 they mention something about a glimpse of speech and behavior er-go “keen insight” and that he seemed mysterious for someone who has no talent but the first paragraph pretty much conveys that, so didn’t really feel the need to add it in as the meaning is the same. 

The website mentions that he is hell calm as he questions Monokuma and his “underlings’ while everyone is just confused and going into panic mode) 

Super HIgh School Level Inventor Miu Iruma (CV  Haruka Ishida) 

A inventor who has produced innovative products started with Eye-dropped contacts. 

She believes “How can you live and enjoy life while always being so sleep? (Ehh I don’t know about the wording but its fits her! XD) however she sees her Eye products as a failure. 

She has a terrible mouth (with self-confidence) that parades a rebellious rant of remarks and teasing but her weak facade crumbles when she is attacked by her opponent. 

Edit 4: (Okay! Actual translation up! I was sort of right about the eye-drop thing, It was a success but it’s failed project in her eyes (Aww don’t have huge self-esteem issues please?

ORIGINAL EDIT: She’s talking about her latest invention, I guess something about eye-drops for sleep? I think it mentions about it being a failure? Or a success. I don’t know I could be wrong about this one, my Japanese skills failed me, sorry guys! May put up an actual translation later and edit this out until I’m sure!)

Super High School Level Supreme Leader/Dictator Kokichi Ouma (CV Hiro Shimono) 

“President of a secret society with a million people, the details concerning this society is shrouded in mystery, according to the Super HIgh School Level Detective Shuichi Saihara.” 

However his innocent smile that he gives to the others is contrary to his outward behavior/deeds. 

He is the kind of person without fear, because he is the so-called “President of Evil” 

HOWEVER, he is known to shed fake tears (XD I’m loving you already!) 

(Well no duh- I know he is crazily ECCENTRIC! Tell US something we don’t know!) 

(Edit 5: He actually has  over 10,000 members lol I have no idea how that went to a million. 

When talking about that he has no fear, he speaks in a way that the students are surprised that is so up-front and claims he is just a “dictator/supreme leader” 

He reminds me of the kids that I used to look after O_o

Okay translations done! Not exactly right, but oh well! Someone’s going to end up posting more accurate ones anyway!) 



“Let’s not play games. You desire me, don’t you?”
“I already got a chick. We can still be friends though.”
“I just got blown off by a guy I didn’t even go after.”
“You should find a safe, legal alternative to killing him.”
“When I get through with him, there’ll be nothing left but jelly.”
“I brought you some cookies. They’re shaped like hearts.”
“It’s a guy and a girl and they’re discussing… a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Are you gonna have a break down or something? Cause that would totally mess up with my new friends.”
“I don’t have low self-esteem. It’s a mistake. I have low esteem for everyone else.”
“So then after the rule thing, next class they put the guys and girls in a separate room and a female counselor talks to them about body image.”
“I don’t get it, you’ve got the entire course memorized. How come you can’t pass the test to get out?”
“I like having low self-esteem, it makes me feel special.”
“You’ve really created the illusion of depth.”
“These are really good. I didn’t know you study life drawings.”
“Oh, yeah… that particular model was quite bursty. I think she had her bursts done.”
“When you’re popular, all unpopular people who look alike anyway.”
“It won’t work my face is too expressive.”
“I love being the hostess. It’s so easy to get home at the end of the night.”
“Would you say sleeping with a guitar in your hands counts as practicing?”
“I think people who run over animals should get run over themselves to see how they like it.”
“Okay, look, I’m not going to rewrite this paper for you, but I will give you a couple of tips that will help you rewrite it.”
“Unless your ex-boyfriend is an authority on D.H. Lawrence, don’t base your thesis on something he said while making out.”
“I have no friends. I walk alone.”
“Do it for the opportunity to look inside people’s houses and find out what screwed up tastes they have.”
“I’m bringing a Polaroid.”
“She has no family. She ate them.”
“She said ‘organism.’ That’s not the same as ‘orgasm.’ “
“I didn’t know you got car sick.”
“Isn’t modeling for people who drop out of high school to pursue a career based solely on youth and looks, both of which are inevitably declared dead at age 25?”
“Don’t fashion people squander their lives loudly worshiping all that is superficial and meaningless while the planet keeps riding a roller coaster to hell?”
“If only men could be more like rats.”
“Sometimes despite a complete lack of INSIGHT, you stumble upon an interesting answer.”
“She’ll never have to worry about mind control.”
“She’ll have to watch out for ferrets building a nest in her head.”
“Do you always do exactly what adults tell you?”
“Hey, Grandma, it’s time for your damn pill.”
“I like your attitude. You’re open to life’s possibilities.”
“It puts a frown on my face, and I don’t like having a frown on my face!”
“Maybe you can inject collagen into your lips in the shape of a smile.”
“Humor may lift your spirits, but it takes a professional to lift your buttocks.”
“I’m a mess, and it’s gonna cost six-thousand dollars to fix!”
“She knew just what I needed: practice boobs.”
“Well, everybody knows that late curfews should be go to people who can use them: attractive and popular people with lots of friends.”
“No pin-headed historical person could ever make that much sense.”
“Ugh, stretch pants. Everywhere are stretch pants.”
“There’s no sadder sight on this earth, than a football player trying to think.”
“You’d never catch me in a job like that.”
“Whatever you’re thinking, say it.”
“This is like that R.E.M. video. Except you can’t read anyone’s mind.”
“All right, let’s not get panicked. We’re going to look at the situation calmly and objectively. Agreed?”
“I’ll ask her. When there aren’t any sharp objects around.”
“Find some other way to feel. Then you won’t feel sad. Good luck.”
“That’s what I get for ten dollars? Are you kidding?”


“Do you really think I could replace you?”
“Hey! I just bought this!”
“What are you doing here?”
“I was looking for the bathroom and all of a sudden you started shooting at me. I thought we promised not to do that!”
“Maybe we should turn back.”
“Shut up and keep walking.”
“Did you just spend two hours dressing up to go the door for one minute and dump your date?”
“If you look your best when you blow a guy off, it makes them feel like you care.”
“Sometimes your shallowness is so thorough, it’s almost like depth.”
“You…. high school Casablanca!”
“Babe, I’ve got a plan.”
“Did a mime crawl in here and die?”
“For your information, this is how deep people dress.”
“Do you know what existential means? Because today someone told me my writing was existential, so I thought I should coordinate, you know, with wardrobe.”
“Let’s finish outfitting, and I’ll tell you all about how nice Mr. Lincoln really died.”
“They want us to come, bro. That’s why they told us not to.”
“Forbidden fruit, man. Forbidden fruit.”
“When you hear yourself talk, does it make sense to you?”
“I’m sorry, what did you say you do? I thought I heard “intelligence”, but that can’t be right.”
“You can’t leave me here with those, those… yuppies!”
“What do you call people in funny outfits who talk about peace and love and stuff?”
“You never told me whether you thought I was…. you know…. cute?”
“I just hope I don’t sound stupid or anything. Not that I would.”
“I know that sometimes certain types of people, jealous people, might think, who does she think she is? Because I sometimes think that. But I can’t let myself go on too long thinking that.”
“I figure, being attractive and popular, that’s what I’m good at. Maybe it’s not that important, but you know, it’s what I can do.”
“Thanks for sharing my day with me.”
“Fashion is fun and everything, but we should really do something about the rainforest and stuff.”
“Remember that conscience I said I didn’t have?”
“When the dentist turned off the gas I had a change of heart.”
“Why don’t you set her up with one of your friends? They’re all normal.”
“Nothing says "be mine” like a pounding heart beneath a floorboard.”
“I knew those straight Cs in math would pay off someday.”
“Then after my mother checks on us at 11:00, we climb out my window, grab the car and meet the guys.”
“I’m sorry about last night.”
“Her hair did leak onto my shoes.”
“The Cadbury Tales are, like, classic, and I think I’d be great in the play.”
“Nobody plays a love scene like you, babe.”
“See something you like or just browsing?”
“Have you ever heard her break wind?”
“Don’t you get it? You did something stupid for a guy. Gee, you may join the human race after all.”


It has often been said that the biggest tragedy of Marilyn’s life is that she put her trust in the wrong people. After a childhood filled with a bewildering array of adults who were in loco parentis one day, out of her life the next, putting her personal faith and trust in anybody must have seemed a very risky business. In particular, Marilyn always found it hard to make friends with women her own age. In the words of Elyda Dougherty, “She was just too beautiful. She couldn’t help it that men’s wives looked at her and got so jealous they wanted to throw rocks!” Friendships with older women were much easier. Marilyn maintained lifelong relationships with Xenia Chekhov and Mary Karger Short, though in Arthur Miller’s view these bonds were not without their own complications, “veering from sentimental idealization to black suspicious that they disapproved of her.” For the most part, Marilyn friendships with women were only with those who she did not consider to be sexual competition.

During her young adult life Marilyn was so driven in her desire to become a star, that the people she associated with all had something that could help her achieve her dream. They tended to be studio bosses (Joseph M. Schenck) or agents (Johnny Hyde); at least these are the relationships that have been documented by biographers. Even after she became an established star, Marilyn continued to seek out the company of people she felt could be useful to her intellectually or professionally, or whom she admired (for example Michael Chekhov). Undoubtedly her initial attraction to Arthur Miller had much to do with his status as a prominent left-leaning intellectual; her devotion to Lee and Paula Strasberg also had a hint of this. Marilyn’s longest friendships, surviving the length of her career, were with a select group of journalists and photographers, such as Sidney Skolsky and Eve Arnold, on whom she felt she could rely for allegiance, support, and, sometimes, guidance. 

Fickle as she may have been in choosing and losing her friends, Marilyn was loyal, kind, and dedicated to those she considered to be her friends. Marilyn’s generosity is well-known. If, while out shopping, a friend expressed admiration for some item, she quite often made a mental note, called back later, and had the item delivered. She was also very solicitous of friends who were sick, and would make caring visits to make sure ill friends had everything they needed. This generosity of spirit extended to a loyalty to people she respected. For example, Marilyn refused to play along with the Fox publicity ploy of rivalry with fellow actresses Betty Grable and Jane Russell, with whom she was working on Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953). Marilyn also stayed very close to the children of her ex-husbands, long after her relationships with their fathers had failed.

Several times in her life Marilyn dropped a whole set of friends, either because she felt she had moved beyond them, or because she thought that they were no good for her. Journalist W.J. Weatherby put it to her directly that she discarded people. Marilyn replied, “I’ve never dropped anyone I believed in. My trouble is, I trust people too much. I believe in them too much and I go on believing in them when the signs are already there. You get a lot of disappointments.” And indeed, there were plenty of people, men and women, with whom she came into contact who were not interested in Marilyn the person, but Marilyn the trophy, Marilyn the status symbol, Marilyn the source of anecdotes. To this day, a number of people who claim to have been Marilyn’s “intimate friends,” despite little evidence to back this up, make a decent living from the Marilyn chat show circuit.

Marilyn was not, it seems, one to talk around an issue. If she was upset, or when she fell out with friends, she spoke her mind to the person concerned, and that was that. However, she avoided the many opportunities available to her to voice her personal grievances in public, or to respond to accusations made publicly about her.

Biographers agree that Marilyn’s most loyal friend of all was former husband Joe DiMaggio. Either side of their bitter nine-month married life together, Joe was always there for her when she needed him; he never exploited her for his own ends, and he cherished her memory in death by maintaining a complete and respectful silence about their relationship.

Marilyn had many actor friends: Robert Mitchum, Dean Martin, Montgomery Clift, Tom Ewell, Alex D’Arcy, David Wayne, Frankie Vaughan, Casey Adams, Zero Mostel, Wally Cox, Marlon Brando, Eli Wallach, Jane Russell, Peter Lawford, and Frank Sinatra. Montgomery Clift was a special friend. He once said, “Maybe Marilyn and I would have got together one day if we weren’t so much alike.”

Arthur Miller experienced the full course of Marilyn’s affections from admiration to friendship to love to disappointment to loathing. Referring to the first year they were together,1955, Miller writes, “She was at this point incapable of condemning or even of judging people who had damaged her, and to be with her was to be accepted, like moving out into a kind of sanctifying light from a life where suspicion was common sense.” By the end of their relationship, he too had become one of the traitors: “She had no means of preventing the complete unraveling of her belief in a person once a single thread was broken, and if her childhood made this understandable, it didn’t make it easier for her or anyone around her to bear.”

To some degree, Marilyn psychoanalysts fulfilled the listening ear function of friendship from 1955, when she first began regular sessions. In the last years of her life she was having sessions with Dr. Ralph Greenson almost every day of the week, sometimes even twice a day. Add to this brew Marilyn’s sometimes debilitating feelings of low self-esteem, occasional feelings of being unworthy of true friendship or incapable or reciprocating it, and friendship becomes a part of a general equation of unhappiness.

Marilyn was a big phone fan, particularly during nights when she could not sleep. She would call at the oddest hours and seek solace or just some chat from her friends.

A major source of support for Marilyn was the entourage she built up around her, a family of people who were there for her partly out of genuine feeling, but originally because she paid their wages: her hairdressers, maids, masseur, publicists, and secretaries. With these people Marilyn indulged her intense curiosity about social behavior, about how “normal” families are and behave. She was constantly asking her New York maid Lena Pepitone about her routine, her family in Italy, and her husband and sons, almost as if she was desperately seeking to learn the lines for a role she wanted so much to fill.

Marilyn used to ask her friends to “hold a good thought” for her. To this day, countless fans around the world continue to do so.

- The Marilyn Encyclopedia by Adam Victor.