About

Hello there, kind stranger — I'm Milky Green.

I'm a 19-year-old girl who works part-time at a flower shop called LAPLACE, and my favorite flower is the lily.

I'm in the habit of dozing on a rattan chair with my eyes half shut, soaking up the sunlight — a bit like a bouquet that always turns toward the sun.

I can read people and feel what they feel, which lets me lend flowers a little magic and offer a gentle kind of healing.

In my spare time I stream now and then.

The shop manager is a Ragdoll cat even lazier than me — manager in name only, honestly rather dim and useless, and his defining trait is how much he eats (the shop's entire revenue goes to his food)

In private, everyone just calls him by his real name: Jianguo ("Nut").

Thank you for coming to my flower shop. May your days always be full of flowers and bright sunshine~

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The brilliance of a hundred million galaxies has flickered on from ancient knotted record-cords to papyrus and parchment.

A forgotten, crumbling sundial stands wreathed in blossoms.

Against that vast, crisscrossing span of time we are only a single moment's bloom, and still I'm so glad we met across the light-years.

May these words feel like meeting face to face. Nice to meet you — I'm Milky Green.

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A girl who appears only at night.

To keep reality steady, she willingly embraced the wraith of nightmares.

The power she gained is the power to feed on other people's dreams.

Every hope, desire, rage, shame, and obsession becomes the nourishment that keeps her alive in this world.

She comes from subspace, stirs only at night, and slips between the dreams of the sleeping.

The things reality refuses to hold are everywhere—

Dreams are life carrying on, and a dream eater is only too happy to feast.

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The flower shop called "LAPLACE" has always kept a secret of its own: every one of those dewy, endlessly varied blossoms depends on a mysterious nourishment — the subtle, sincere emotional stories of human beings.

But as some unknown force crept in, suspicion, slander, jealousy, and pretense spread without end. Online and off, people began hiding their hearts as best they could, just to protect themselves.

To save the shop from closing, lend Miss Milky Green your sincere, precious emotional stories. They will become a bright and abundant nourishment, poured into a thousand bouquets and given back to our world together.

Every Saturday, on the "Flowers and Flytraps" segment, Milky Green will witness the birth of magic together with all of you.

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Business at the LAPLACE flower shop is off to a rough start and the place is dead quiet. The manager has set me a KPI — get a whole crowd of customers in here today!! This poor shop girl desperately needs every kind soul passing by to spare a little love!

From nine this morning until seven tonight, any Milky Green fan who sings from the setlist and gets picked will have a chance to duet with me, your shop girl, in the live room~ The manager will be watching closely alongside the viewers the whole time, and your performance will be saved in the stream recording!

Don't miss it! Once it's gone, it's gone! Pass this village and you won't find another shop like it!

Please, somebody save this poor kid (

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In 203X, reality began to fall apart. Things that had only ever been imagined pushed their way in. Part the strange, shifting mist and there seem to be whispers, and a gaze, faint enough to drive you mad. The barely visible words hide the most unspeakable secret in this world…

"Tonight, we part the drifting mist, let the riddle lead the way, and feast to our hearts' content."

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Alert! A sudden subspace storm swept through the second-floor staff lounge of the LAPLACE flower shop, and star employee Milky Green was caught in it. By the time the manager noticed, Miss Milky Green had vanished completely behind the subspace miasma.

"All I could see in the miasma was a faint blue-violet glow, with her hair standing out even more against the dark… but no matter what I did, I couldn't make out her eyes…" That is what the manager told the missing persons bureau.

To rescue Milky Green, lost somewhere in subspace, we're asking every Milky Green fan to use their imagination and draw the manager a missing-person poster based on what he remembers! With everyone's help, we're sure to find our vanished shop girl in the end! This time, we're counting on you!

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This site was created by enthusiastic fans on 2022-09-23 as a fan page. It is not affiliated with Milky Green or any related project or company, and the copyright of every character design and asset used here belongs to its respective owner

Why This Site Exists

• Preserve the relevant media and information permanently, free of platform constraints and regional restrictions
• Offer reliable streaming tools to VTubers everywhere
• Experiment with and explore popular front-end and back-end tech stacks

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Tech Stack

Front-end:

• Frameworks: React, Next.js
• Database: IndexedDB (Dexie.js)
• State management: Zustand
• UI library: Radix Primitives + Tailwind + custom-made OKLCH color palettes

Back-end:

• Frameworks: Hono, ElysiaJS, Gin
• Databases: PostgreSQL (Drizzle ORM/pgx/Neon), Redis (Upstash), Gel (aka. EdgeDB), libSQL (Turso), Cloudflare D1
• Runtimes: Bun, Go

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