Personal Paradise 4

PP4 translation

[slang] – means the sentence/bubble/... is written in slang please change to that
[typos] - means the sentence/bubble/... has built in mistakes through the author

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Page 2
Anna: Yay!! I'm happy that you've finally come over, Julian!
Julian: Don't give it a second thought! The dice wanted me to.

Anna: You and your dice...
Anna: Can’t you make your own decisions?!

Julian: There’s no point in that!
Julian: Without emotions I never know what I want.

Julian: What’s with this jungle?!

Page 3
Anna: I think my flowers are beautiful!
Anna: They comfort me when I'm sad.

Julian: Bah! Uneatable...
Anna: Rraah!! Stop it!

Julian: Okay.
Julian: They don't taste good, anyway.

Julian: Eh, tell me...
Julian: Do you live all alone in this big house?
Julian: What's with your parents?

Anna: Yeah, I live alone.
Anna: My parents aren’t here at the moment...

Page 4
Julian: So where are they?
Julian: In America or someplace like that?

Anna: No.

Anna [slang]: In jail...!

Julian: What?! Really?!
Julian: I don't believe you.

Anna: Why not?!
Anna: My father lost his job and we weren’t able to make ends meet, so...

Anna: ... my parents tried to rob a bank.

Page 5
Julian: A bank?!
Julian: Is your whole family that naive?

Anna: Well, they didn't get far...
Anna: The water pistol my father used probably didn’t look very real.

Anna: The policemen were dying of laughter.
Anna: Even so, they got convicted.

Julian: It seems to me that you...
Julian: ... are the smartest out of the three of you.

Anna: I bake them a cake every week with a file in it.
Julian: I revoke my statement!

Page 6
Anna: I wish they could come home again...!
Anna: I'm lonely here.
Anna: Flowers don't talk!

Anna [slang]: Things at school are shit as well.

Anna: Wherever you look, there’s violence and suppression!

Anna: I hate these gangs! Why do we have to...
Anna: ... get ourselves tattooed to be somebody?!

Anna: I'm happy that I met you! You’re...
Anna: ... not one of those tagalongs and you’re not afraid!

Julien: That's right...

Page 7
Julien: I'm not afraid.
Julian: I’m unable to laugh or cry.
Julian: Whether someone hits or pats me, I don't feel anything.
Julien: For that to happen I have to drink the blood of other humans...

Julian: Am I even human at all?!
Julien: Am I alive? Or am I just a breathing lump of meat?!

Anna: ...

Anna: You're talking garbage!

Anna: Of course you’re alive!
Anna: How could I like a lump of meat?!


Page 8
Julian: Well, you like flowers too.
Julien: They’re as human as I am.

Anna: What?!

Julien: What difference does it make whether I’m here or not?!

Page 9
Julien: W-Why...
Julien: ... did you hit me?

Anna: `Cause you don't know what you’re talking about!
Anna: That's total bullshit!

Anna: Flowers live and feel, too. Just differently!

Anna: It’s the same for you. Just differently!

Page 10
Anna: I like you the way you are!
Anna: But it frightens me to hear you say such things!

Anna: Look at me! I want to get to know you!
Anna: I just don't believe that you have no emotions!

Anna: You’re...

Anna: ... the only one who accepts me for who I am!

Page 11
TN: sfx – push.

Julien: I'm sorry.

Julien: But you've misunderstood something.
Julian: I’m here `cause the dice wanted me to be.

Page 12
Anna: So the dice...

Anna: Do you know what?!

Anna: I just don't believe you! You must have emotions...

Anna: And I’ll find out what sort of creature you are!
Julien: Creature?!

Anna: Maybe you’ll eventually become my boyfriend.
Julien: ...

Anna: Would you like a slice of cake?

Page 13
Julian: I don’t understand anything about that sort of thing, Anna. But is it normal for people to change moods that fast?
Anna [slang]: I don't know. What is it now?! Do you want a slice?
Julien: If it tastes better than those flowers...

Mike: Ugh!
Mike: Shit, man!

Page 14
Mike [slang]: Fuck! That's high...

Mike: And now I’m all dirty!

Mike [slang]: What the heck?! I’ll make Julian pay dearly for this...

Mike: What kind of lock is that?!
Mike [slang]: Picking this’ll be a piece of cake...

Mick: Haha!! I'm in!

Mick: Ehh?!

Page 15
Candle: Jeez, Mike! What took you so long?
Boy1: We've already searched the flat...
Boy1: ... found some weird things!*
TN: *This sentence was originally written in English.

Mike: How the fuck did you get in here?!

Candle: ... The door was open.

Mike [slang]: Hmph! And this Julian guy isn’t here?!

Candle: Obviously not. And we didn’t find any clues as to where he could be.
Candle: But it looks like he’s into dice, killing-games and instant soup.

Page 16
Mike: Nice.
Mike [slang]: And how does that help us?

Candle: Well... you know...
Candle: ... it actually doesn’t. But this guy looks like he’d be a funny companion...

Mike [slang]: I don’t fucking care what kind of companion he’d be! I want him!
Candle: Hurmpf!

Mike [slang]: Heard the guy he hit was sent flying some meters!
Mike: He must be in my gang!

Page 17
Boy1: But wouldn’t he just beat you up and take your place as gang-leader instead of you...
Mike [slang]: Shut it, you stupid Yankee!!

Candle: We could write him a threatening letter...

Mike: Threatening letter?
Candle: Yo! Let's blackmail him.
Candle: Then he has to come to us.

Mike [slang]: You're a genius, Candle!
Mike: Okay so...

Candle: Shouldn’t I do it...?
Mike: No!! I’m the gang-leader!

Mike: Well...

Page 18
Mike [slang]: Alright... done...

Candle: Let me see it...!

Letter [slang][lots of typos]:
Hi ya basterd. This is Mike leeder of the Westside gang. Becum one of us or ill shallac ya! Ya hav one week!!!!
Mike
[arrow to mike]
Gang-leeder

Candle: ...

Candle: Uh, Mike... this is...
Mike [slang]: What’s the problem?!

Candle: There’re a hundred mistakes in this. Have you ever been to school?
Mike: Hey! I was in that stupid school for six years!
Candle: Hm, seems like you spent more time toking there than you did learning...
Mike [slang]: Let’s get out of here!
Candle: Don’t change the subject, Mike!
Mike: Shut up, Candle!!