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Now lets get jump back into Doki doki Literature
Club! You know what? Ive had a rough week, I could really use
some R and R with a few beautiful and totally not psycho girls. And when were talking beautiful non crazies
who would be better than these lovely folks. I mean Ryan made it through a video with these
four and he only predicted the end of the world, so this analysis cant be that bad...Right? * Yep! We're back with more mind altering, pants
tenting, video mayhem! This is the equivalent of mixing adderall
and LSD as we venture once more into the ever obsessive embrace of Doki Doki Literature
Club. Last time if you watched Ryans video, he
went over the actual implication of artificial intelligence on our lives and how were
probably all going to die thanks to our machine overlords.
But me, Ive got some things to say about
these ladies and..Uh..Im going to say them! Now if youve played Doki Doki Literature
Club you know the basics of the game. Youre a high schooler and you join a Literature
Club thanks to the constant pushing and shoving of your best friend Sayori. The club is comprised of three other young
lasses: Yuri, Natsuki, and Monika. And whaddya know, all of them want to spend
time with you.
And I get it who wouldnt want to spend seven minutes in heaven with
the Grantsicle? But the question becomes: who do you woo? And how? Well, you win the affection of the girls through
your innate sense to craft poetry fit for the gods. Whether you go more with Edgar Allan Poe-esque
prose to entice Yuri, or engage in a writing style that resembles See Spot, See Spot
Run while creating undertones of emotion to impress Natsuki, youre bound to learn
some interesting things from the girls from their poems. And thats where the true genius of Doki
Doki Literature Club lies. If you actually take the time to read between
the lines of these poems, you can uncover all the information you need about this game
before shit hits the fan.
But its not just that, theres a greater
importance to these poems than just an engine for the game to progress on, theres a deeper
meaning than what you see on the surface, and thats what were going to uncover
today. When we talk to these girls, its abundantly
clear that theres more going on than meets the eye. Yuri is a prime example for this. Besides the few times that Yuri rolls down
her sleeves as we enter a room to hide her cuts on her arms, theres a lot we can learn
about her cutting and how it began just from her poetry.
Her poem, The Raccoon is a perfect example
of this. It reads: It happened in the dead of night while
I was slicing bread for a guilty snack. My attention was caught by the scuttering
of a raccoon outside my window. That was, I believe, the first time I noticed
my strange tendencies as an unordinary human.
Now this is just the first stanza, but theres
so much to dissect from just these three lines. First off we know that Yuri finds quote, slicing
bread for a guilty snack to be strange and unordinary. It isnt, people eat bread all gerdderm
the time. Its like, the most popular food in the
world, essentially every culture has a type of bread.
Glorious, beautiful sandwiches are made with
bread!So we can already tell that slicing bread is a metaphor for something else, something
unusual and something she feels guilty about. And this raccoon is tied into this guilty,
unusual act. Otherwise it wouldnt have been mentioned
in the stanza. But we know from the title that the raccoon
is vital to the poem, so we must keep an eye out for what this raccoon stands for.
She continues: I gave the raccoon a piece of bread, my
subconscious well aware of the consequences. Well aware that a raccoon that is fed will
always come back for more. The enticing beauty of my cutting knife was
the symptom. The bread, my hungry curiosity.
The raccoon, an urge. Here Yuri makes it much more apparent whats
happening. That last line, The raccoon, an urge
spells out exactly what the raccoon is. And the previous line, The bread, my hungry
curiosity lets us know that the bread is a metaphor for a curiosity within her, something
that she fed to her own urges.
This entire poem is a metaphor. There is no raccoon, there is no bread, this
is an internal struggle within Yuri. All together this stanza reveals so much about
Yuris character before we know it within the actual story. The enticing beauty of the knife reflects
Yuris obsession that we see later on.
The bread, a curiosity to to slice, to cut
herself. And the raccoon, the urge to feel that pain,
that feeling from the cut. And with the last two stanzas, shes become
used to that urge within her, constantly feeding it, desiring it, and feeding it again. And as she says in the last lines A rush
of blood.
Classic Pavlovian conditioning. I slice the bread. And I feed myself again. Theres a rush of blood and shes conditioned
at this point to enjoy it, to want it and she cuts herself, and she feeds her own urge
but cutting.
Its all there if youre willing to look. And that is just Yuris second poem, well
before we see any real disturbance within her. Well before she becomes obsessive over us. And well before she gives into the ultimate
feeling of self harm.
These poems are the path to these girls true
feelings, and Yuri isnt the only one. Natsukis personality heavily defines her
poetry, typically by being the exact opposite of how she acts. Her personality is brash, assertive and blunt,
but when she finally gets comfortable with you she opens up to a more warm personality. Her poems on the other hand have the outward
appearance of being warm, simple, and cute, but reading beneath them each holds a sad
concept lingering beneath the surface.
Amy Likes Spiders is all about the harsh criticism
one can get for enjoying something unusual, something Natsuki heavily relates to regarding
her love for anime. Eagles Can Fly resembles the uncertainty about
opening yourself up to anyone. While every other species can do something,
people can only try, but we may not always succeed. We may let each other down, we may do wrong.
People can try, but thats about it purposefully
flops on the ending to show that idea of failure within the poem itself because the poem failed
to end correctly. But the most telling poem we get from Natsuki
is Things I like about Papa where we truly see the issues Natsuki has at home. I like when Papa comes home early. I like when Papa cooks me dinner.
I like when Papa gives me allowance. I like when Papa spends time with me. I like when Papa asks me about my friends. All these lines seem innocent on their own,
but before even going into the rest of the poem these lines should be a red flag that
these things dont always happen.
Sometimes her father stays out late, sometimes
her father doesnt make her dinner. Sometimes her father isnt around at all. And we see even more of these issues as the
poem continues: I like when Papa asks me about anything. -He doesnt interact with Natsuki very much
at all.
I like when Papa comes home before sundown
-He stays out late, often very late into the night I like when Papa cooks -Natsuki often
has to make her own food for every meal. I like when papa keeps food in the house,
comes home without waking me up, uses his inside voice, is too tired to notice me. I like when Papa is too tired for anything. Her father is an abusive, angry, horrible
shell of a man.
Hes a dick, argumentative, and whenever
hes around its generally not good for Natsuki. Her father stays out late, doesnt think
about Natsukis well being, doesnt give her money for food, often doesnt have food
in the house at all, and when he does interact with Natsuki its generally not good for
her. This poem is a massive cry for help, and her
coping mechanism is to be brash and blunt, because she needs to fend for herself, she
needs to care for herself because she isnt being cared for at home. It explains so much about why shes so defensive,
quick to anger, and secretive about her hobbies, she cant handle anyone else trying to put
her down or make her life difficult, shes closed off from everyone because shes constantly
on guard at home.
Sayoris poems feel much the same way, as
though they have subtle undertones that become more and more clear with each poem. Course, Sayoris last poem makes it abundantly
obvious that shes having mental distress, so theres a pretty easy analysis there. I think she wants me to get out of her head. But her other poems, Dear Sunshine and Bottles
give us a better look into Sayoris mind.
Dear Sunshine feels happy at the beginning,
as though shes talking to the sun. Shes not of course. Sunshine is a metaphor for you, the protagonist. Its about how much of her happiness is
entrusted to you, specifically saying that If it wasnt for you, I could sleep forever.
Aka Id die if it wasnt for you. This poem reveals how codependent Sayori is,
but the poem, Bottles shows the true horror inside her mind. I pop off my scalp like the lid of a cookie
jar. It's the secret place where I keep all my
dreams.
Little balls of sunshine, all rubbing together
like a bundle of kittens. I reach inside with my thumb and forefinger
and pluck one out. It's warm and tingly. But there's no time to waste! I put it in a bottle to keep it safe.
And I put the bottle on the shelf with all
of the other bottles. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts
in bottles, all in a row. My collection makes me lots of friends. Each bottle a starlight to make amends.
Sometimes my friend feels a certain way. Down comes a bottle to save the day. Aww it seems so nice so far! Sayori has all these wonderful thoughts that
feel good and shes using this happiness to help her friends. But it doesnt stay nice for long.
Night after night, more dreams. Friend after friend, more bottles. Deeper and deeper my fingers go. Like exploring a dark cave, discovering the
secrets hiding in the nooks and crannies.
Digging and digging. Scraping and scraping. Shes running out of happiness. She feels like shes expected to be the
happy one, like everyone expects her to be the person to cheer everyone up.
But shes running out, shes digging,
scraping, looking for every ounce of happiness she has..Just to give it away. They were supposed to be for my friends, my
friends who aren't smiling. They're all shouting, pleading. Something.
But all I hear is echo, echo, echo, echo,
echo Inside my head. She gave everything she had to her friends,
every pinch of happiness she had, and yet they want more, they demand more, but shes
empty on the inside. All there is are echos, echos of the shouting,
echos of the pleading, just an empty space with nothing left. This is why Sayori is so bittersweet, so depressed
when her outer appearance is so perky and happy.
Shes giving everything she has to put on
that fascade, when on the inside, she feels nothing, she has nothing, and its destroying
her. This is before we really start to see her
exterior crack and show the depression inside, these words were crying out for help, for
someone to understand, and no one did. And last is Monika, our sentient Yandere obsessor
also has clues within her poems of her sentience. Specifically if you look at the Save Me poem
from act 1, analyzing this can help us understand the torment she is constantly in by knowing
shes nothing but a character in a game.
The colors, they won't stop. Bright, beautiful colors
Flashing, expanding, piercing Red, green, blue
An endless cacophany
Of meaningless noise The noise, it won't stop. Violent, grating waveforms
Squeaking, screeching, piercing Sine, cosine, tangent
Like playing a chalkboard on a turntable Like playing a vinyl on a pizza crust
An endless poem
Of meaningless Load Me This poem seems abstract until you take into
account that Monika knows shes a computer program. The colors, red, green and blue are the primary
colors used in computer imagery and are the primary colors used in computers to make all
other colors.
Sine cosine and tangent are used to create
sound waves, again showing that shes sentient that shes a program. They create as she puts it violent, grating
waveforms and the title Save Me combined with the end line Load Me is obviously
representative of a game or computer program. This poem takes place in Act 1, long before
we realize Monika is actually sentient but again, the clues are there if youre willing
to look for them. But why have I gone through each and every
girl to show how their issues could be seen before we ever encounter the actual problem
that plagues them? The answer is because this isnt a game.
This isnt something that the developers
just made up for the game. People are secretly having issues all the
time. And sometimes theyre major. Many of us have issues that we dont realize,
that we dont feel like we can talk about, that our society shuns us for having.
These girls arent just game characters,
theyre representations of the problems we deal with everyday and never talk about. And sometimes, like in Sayoris case, we
dont even understand the issues plaguing our own mind. We cant figure out why we arent happy,
why we arent in love, why we are failing. This is one of the lessons of Doki Doki Literature
Club, writing isnt just about creating, its about processing your life, bringing
out the inner emotion that you cant seem comprehend.
Its a method of expression, of understanding,
of sharing what we generally cant. Our society pushes us to shut the fuck up. To keep our problems to ourselves. In Doki Doki Literature Club, these girls
have found a way to work around that by sharing their grievances within their poetry.
Writing can be used as a coping mechanism,
as a way to express what you cant say out loud, as a way to put your thoughts onto paper
and out of your brain. Its underutilized and underappreciated,
and its one of the hidden lessons in this psychological horror game. Each of these girls is coping with their issues
through writing. The poems were written for you to understand
these girls, for you to see their cries for help before shit hits the fan, but it is also
meant to make you reflect on your own life.
What are you hiding from the world? What are you scared to let people know? What do you need to write down? We can share our lives through our writing,
even if the topic we write on isnt ourselves. This game is just one example, this channel
and the videos on it are another. Look deeper into what people write to you. Look deeper into what you write yourself.
Youll be surprised at what you find if
you read between the lines, and maybe you could avoid an unfortunate disaster because
you took the time to write. In this game you dont have the choice to
confront the girls on their issues, but in real life, writing can help you become who
you want to be, get over past trauma, and get you through hard times. This game is about sharing who you are and
what you hide with others. The lesson is to share your experiences, to
find comradery in others.
Thats the true power of the Literature
Club. Before Monika fucked things up for everyone,
this club was a safe haven for expression. It was the one place where Natsuki could read
her manga without feeling judged. It was the place where Monika felt like she
could start over and make something real.
It was the only place where Sayori was able
to bring out some sadness and let it go. It was the only place where Yuri could actually
interact with others and feel part of a group. It was a place where people could actually
free themselves of the shackles society put on them, and that is something worth looking
for. The game might take a dark turn in the end,
but the idea behind the game, the things you can find if you just search beneath the surface,
is worth looking for.
And thats my take on Doki Doki Literature
Club! Its different than Ryans but then again we
are different people. So what did you think? You can let know on Amino! Dont forget to click the link in the description
and check it out! That's all for me today, i hope you all had
wonderful holiday and a happy new year. Bye for now!.
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