Talk:This is Madness! Chapter I: Roma Delenda Est (Map Game)/@comment-26044830-20200305073706

Theresa Sullivan
14th October 2020 (c. July 477): We I have already just started meeting up with other girls just about three weeks ago in places where there are no men to find us. My lesson on teaching them how to read and write has started to take off well after being convinced that I was a girl who came from the heavens and here to save their lives entirely for my own existence, but they are learning very slow and I got to learn the local language even better along the way. It won't take long before I can get all of my diary and journal with the basic phrases, verbs and words jolt down. I have to remember which day to remember to find the page where I miss some words. They would also read my first two months of my journey and oh boy, you won't believe what they react. It looks garbled, but I translated them pretty okay (not the big words), that I live a very different life from up heaven.

My English is also getting a little bit rusty as well. It's been months since I last spoken English to a person. I sometimes talk to myself, but unfortunately speaking my own language has started to become a little uncomfortable for me.

PS I've also lost my red ink. Pretty sad. Time for the last bit of this pen, green ink.

30th October 2020 (c. July 2020): Today, I've been telling some about the tales of other women, of my own past and to them, the future. I've also grasped all the basic pretty quickly from conversations. (That means she is safe to assume that she reached level 1 in the ILR scale; though level 2 is going to be next one and a half turns depending on her severity of success)

What a great way to enlighten and make sure they are literate is to tell a story. A tale of course. The first was Joan of Arc, my favourite figure. I told them that she was a poor peasant like them and they were not surprised of it. But then, I twisted her story a little, of course exaggerating her success, that she went to the military as a man. They were a little shocked. How could a woman like Joan be a soldier or even blend in like a man? I tell them that you can be anything that you want beyond a wife or a concubine to a man.

I assure them that this is what life is like in heaven. Where women can be soldiers, but I insisted that they can be brave and courageous as she is and start considering that their roles are not limited to staying at home or just simply have children. They can have so much more and I'm going to tell them some stories as well as we continue our lesson of writing down the alphabet and some basic words.

18th December 2020 (c. September 477): Telling stories has been one of my qualities and I'm not a politically-savvy person and I don't like making speeches, but I know a lot of stories of women. A professor was shocked in my essays about the role of these figures while studying gender studies as a minor. I researched some of them down by hand but I keep getting close to plagiarism that I needed to use a plagiarism checker and some tips online. I'm bad at writing essays like this and I often end up copy and pasting without noticing it. (note that she is roughly 23 by the end of the turn, she was ISOTed as a 22-year old in October 476 and she is presumed to have graduated after studying for three years.)

My mother wouldn't want me to learn about gender studies as she believed traditional norms for women were a good thing (even though she wanted me to go to college), but unfortunately I did it anyway after deciding to take a major on mathematics. I did gender studies for my own interest in relation to women and men being treated of our time and before, just to see how much I hit my head of what my mother wanted me to grow up into and what other females thought of society today.

It turns out that this does help me a little. And then, more women have started to come into our hideout and place to talk. I was overwhelmed, but they didn't come here for writing at all, no. They were interested in my own stories.

What should I do about it? I used to be a loser in my previous life. But I found myself revitalised by God. I found myself to be an excellent speaker, not a shy person who is forced into being pressured by my family, my friends (if there's any in the past...) and my priest. (Somehow she is not aware of the Catholic Church sexual abuse cases... Keeping a lid shut unlike these secular people who want to defame religion!)

I told more stories that I discovered through reading some books and some of my professors who were talking about the '#MeToo' movement. I gave them to practice some reading from my journal for the phrasebook and some stolen 'paper thing' (parchment) to 'write' with my limited supply of ink.

For the so-called me too movement, which I discovered through a bit of scrolling in my Twitter feed and through a lecturer for gender studies, I've twisted the story so that it conforms to what I want the moral to me. I don't want to make it sound like an out-of-place story for them to listen. I also have to break it down so that it is a 'men vs. women' thing.

I told them that there is an evil man named Harvix Victus (Harvey Weinstein), who came from the faraway land of America, of course blatantly since it sounded right in the tongue of whatever impression this world has come to, that is a former king of a big city called Angelium (Los Angeles). This city was used to be a place for gods and goddesses to meet up, until one day, a demigod figure, that is Harvix himself, banished all of them away and enslaved women into being concubines in his palace. Harvix has also raised a legion of tens of thousands of men to his own service and that they are free to do whatever they want with them. They suffered quite a lot and that's not all.

It did not stop the women of Angelium, one of them, about tens of years later spread a message to women outside of Angelium. She informed that Harvix Victus was not the man he is and that he only came here for his own sadistic (I don't have any equivalent word for masochist) needs. And women fought back against the evil King Harvix by marching towards his palace. Harvix was eventually expelled from Angelium by being thrown off into the ocean and drown for eternity and women have their own equality again and the gods and goddesses have returned to the city to live in harmony once again.

That story must be a really bad one, unlike Joan of Arc and three other major stories. But you know what? I'm still continuing this. I'm writing down the basics, since this is a very, very intriguing story I made, unlike Joan of Arc, which is a real story.

(She won't cover the suffragette movement [first wave feminists] interestingly but refers to the fourth wave feminist movement more often. Same thing with Audre Lorde, but since she doesn't know her existence, that can be shaved off. She is a 'good' Catholic girl, so Audre Lorde being lesbian would probably make her decide to not include Lorde into the discussion.)

25th December 2020 (c. September 477): I learnt of a leader named 'Siagrias' (Syagrius) from tapping and hearing the discussion of eight men drinking while simply 'cleaning' as a voluntary domestic servant to blend in and get a living for food. This leader, Siagrias, is the leader and general of the so-called Kingdom of the Soysons (Soissons) and that he might rule over Paris (Parisium). Intriguing, as I'm just writing this on what is supposed to be my Christmas. He might help me bring literacy to all other poorer women and maybe if he so desires, men.

2nd October 477: I've started using the local date over the diary after running out of pages and someone informed me of the date accurately for the first time. I've also run out of green ink (had to depose this pen to the river bank) and now I got only squid ink that is stolen so that I could write later, but it is not much, I could remember some things in my head (this is a turn though, so her writing is much more flawed and I make turns that are excessively long, so... this is kind of breaking the fourth wall). Writing it with something else like a quill (I've retrieved one feather by plucking out a  goose three months ago with another girl who has at least two geese at a farm [is this even a thing at that time? clarify.], but it doesn't work well as writers' quill for the [United States] Constitution) is much, much harder to do. I'll get used to it eventually.

There are some women who can read, but poorly by now. Only eight can write the alphabet but only one is able to write three-word phrases (the written words mostly come from her journal than being actually verified by literate men, if any) with some difficulty. It seems that it is working, but I lack the resources to expand upon without stealing even more, which locals are taking more notice the more I teach them. I also taught them basic maths by using our fingers and some items that were brought in with adding and subtracting too. That is a viable alternative, I guess.

28th November 477: Rumours from are telling me that Napoleon and Charles [de Gaulle] (which is his name apparently when Napoleon referred to him, I like the name Charlie more than Charles) have started rounding up men in some hidden place. This is quite concerning for my operations. Napoleon might be learning to discipline them with his own code of conduct and sort of things, who knows! I'll need to tell my girls on me packing up for Noviodenum (again she misspells Noviodunum, the capital city of the Soissons which is in OTL city of Soissons, of the same name, strange isn't it?) right now! They may not know what is anyway, but if I want to spread the message of women being free from men, I have to move my mission as well.

5th December 477: I've told some women in my lessons to keep spreading my message of empowering women and start becoming more courageous and brave against their male peers when I start to leave Parisium. My stories are important for them to tell others. If I want myself to become far-reaching for women to relate to, I must tell the basics of some of the tales and stories.

19th December 477: For the recent weeks, I've started to reduce my presence and started taking a sack to put food and some basic essentials like clothing. It seems that talking with others a lot in my sessions also radically improve my language skills, albeit writing the language might be not my ante, I can at least pronounce them properly through this way. If there's a misspelling and another person who is literate points it out, I can make amends fairly quickly, but so far only two have come across me spelling things wrong. (at this point, Theresa is around level 1.5 in the ILR scale)

I haven't literally found the Notre Dame Cathedral or the Louvre Pyramid with Mona Lisa inside it while I'm at Paris doing things. A shame and once I realised I was in Paris, I tried to look for it for two literal weeks. Nothing. I'm living in 477 AD, so perhaps the Colosseum could be one of the places I can go to eventually, along with the Pantheon there in Rome but I don't know how to get there.

28th December 477: I have arrived at Noviodunum (finally, I've managed to spell it properly!) and am starting to set up another post. This time I hope, is much more permanent. I haven't met up Siagrias (Syragrius) yet, but if I just send a letter anonymously under the pseudonym Carissa Aurelius, I could be at the cusp of something greater... That is, before Napoleon catches up with me.

I need more time to set myself up in this supposed 'capital' of the Soysons Kingdom (Soissons Kingdom) that a man told me months ago. I don't expect myself to be fully completed until the end of winter.

(''Yes, she sends a small ripped parchment that she stole from Parisium through a woman so that it is sent to someone else and then probably directed at Syagrius. That woman is entrusted to send her message back at a particular address as soon it is received. She tells him about her ability to read and write as a woman anonymously, had came down from heaven and that she wants to bring literacy to all people under a condition: she wants to travel freely without any restrictions so that she can meet up other females to ensure that they can do something and that women should have more rights than they have currently, writing down some 'suggestions' such as women being able to walk freely and independence, if not just limited in reluctance. She also reminds him of a man named 'Napoleon' for reference later and that he might pose a threat to his kingdom if he doesn't think her proposal to reform is serious. If refused, she won't reply, though will continue to spread the message until she is captured or killed.'')

(So two very different paths: being the lecturer publicly and potentially fight Napoleon through Syagrius' help and introduce a more passive version of feminism or... she can do it herself and spread radical feminism underground with many women and then rise up against Syagrius and Napoleon's mercenaries. The former being 50% chance Syagrius gives in to Napoleon.)

tl;dr:
 * Theresa learns the basic language of the local language in the Kingdom of the Soissons by mid-477 and began moving into fluency by constant continuous discussion through her own 'convincing' skills and moves to make other women learn how to write, but at a very poor taste unlike...
 * She also tells them stories to promote a form of feminism to 'empower' downtimers (people of 477 AD), which is proven to be somewhat effective and quite embellished, especially that Harvey Weinstein story that she only discovered and learnt in a limited grasp through online and some lecturer.
 * Rumours eventually went to Theresa's grasps about Napoleon setting up an army too within Parisium. It isn't confirmed yet by her, since she hasn't seen it in the making, presumably being operated in secret. This prompted her to immediately pack up and move to Noviodunum/Soissons, the capital of the Kingdom of the Soissons. (Note, this is not verifiable yet, but there are murmurs that make her think that Napoleon is up to something, even when she discovered him in the middle of Parisium when she is ISOTed)
 * A pseudonymous message is sent to Syagrius by Theresa through a woman that she decided to choose. Theresa wrote that she can read and write and wishes to spread literacy to all subjects within Soissons under the condition of walking freely without restraint and expanding liberties (in other words, independence/freedom) for women. She also warns about Napoleon as a side note as she heard rumours about him.