Ddlc character files download

Not a member of Pastebin yet? Sign Up , it unlocks many cool features! Please, does anyone have the file bltadwin. I need it. Here the download of the characters of the game ;. Current visibility: Hidden. This item will only be visible to you, admins, and anyone marked as a creator.

Current visibility: Friends-only. This item will only be visible in searches to you, your friends, and admins. A short tutorial on how to save Monika. This is the only known way so far. This item has been added to your Favorites. Created by. SavorySayori Offline. Nif Offline. More information. Download Now Name your own price. Apr 09, Oct 02, Sep 27, Sep 26, I have the desktop app, but I'm on a Mac, so it looks a little different for me, and it doesn't say local files anywhere.

Please help! I've been stuck with Monika for a long time! Go into your library of games on steam, you will see the game Doki Doki Literature club and once you see it right click it with your mouse, Once you right click it you will left click at the bottom where it says "Properties" once you do that click on the top all the way to the right where it says local files, Once you do that it will give you options, You will click "Browse Local Files" and once you do that it will bring you to Files with the DDLC game.

I think im just on a windows! Im downloading right now on my tablet I was almost scared when I noticed I was on desktop and I did not know how to get into the game files. I have played the whoel game before just on a different PC and on Steam. I was scared, oh I was. Sorry for grammar mistakes. Double click steam, 2. Go to "Open File Location", 3. Click "steamapps" 4. Click "common", 5. Click Doki Doki. It's time to be a fucking hero.

Both of us. Warning: The following text is… uh.. Someone I will never meet, sharing such a personal bond with me. To you, my entire life is within this note, and so I will live for as long as your memory can carry me. I grew up in an upper-middle class school district with decent teachers. But the thing is that those people kill under provocation, whether by a singular outburst or by a slow-burning series of misfortunes. Those people kill because in that brief moment, they want a specific someone, for a specific reason, to be hurt or killed.

Do you ever get that? Not killing anyone in particular, just a random person. First of all, for most of my life it was logistically impossible for me to do it without getting caught. It was only once I started college that I realized this was no longer an obstacle. Another reason is that I was afraid of causing harm to too many people.

You might laugh reading that, at how hypocritical it sounds. Who would I be feeling bad for? Something I would try again? Probably not, since my curiosity has already been satisfied. One thing I noticed about people-watching, and wanting to kill someone, is that you are in more constant awareness of this. When I find a person to observe, their story slowly becomes more clear to me over time, gaps being filled - it really is amazing. If I saw something that interested me, I decided to observe the person for a little bit.

Of course, since my goal was to find someone to kill, I ruled out anyone who had children or a partner with them. Wedding rings were another tell-tale sign. So maybe once a weekend, I would find someone who fit my criteria, at which point I would follow them home and note their address. From there, it became incredibly easy to investigate a little bit more; most people have normal work hours, meaning I could spend afternoons going through their mail or looking around in their house. But then, I came across someone new - someone who just, felt perfect.

The feeling only strengthened as I investigated her further, and I knew that she would be the one for me to kill. A young-looking woman I met at the grocery store, as per usual. She was doing some light shopping with a basket. Her hair was wavy and dark brown, sitting inelegantly on her slumped shoulders and surrounding her tired-looking face. Her bare fingers told me she might be single, but beyond that, my gut was almost certain of it.

This woman just seemed so…plain, really. I guess I felt a greater acuity for the personal lives of strangers ever since I started my people-watching. But the way she carried herself, I just got the feeling that if she suddenly died, nobody would be around to miss her. Of course, I still wanted to investigate her a bit. I followed my usual routine of checking out her place during her work hours. I learned immediately from her mail that her name is Linda Watson. Linda lived in a quiet apartment complex, her mailbox easily accessible right outside her door.

Instead of quickly shuffling through it, I decided I could take her mail back to my dorm and return it before she was finished with work she only lived about 15 minutes from me.

I did some research and learned how to open and reseal the envelopes without damaging them, which took some technique along with a hair dryer, rubbing alcohol, and Q-tips.

This made it easy for me to learn a little more about her.