Talk:This is Madness! Chapter I: Roma Delenda Est (Map Game)/@comment-26044830-20200313224520

Theresa Sullivan
24th July 478: It has been a month since I began the Women's March out of Noviodunum to smaller villages. We need to always set up camp mostly daily or stay in the local village, but the effect of these people near us has been slightly better. If they've seen the Ten Presidents before, we tell them about these mysterious figures and if they have arrived at their own village. If not, we will give them quick lessons for literacy, staying there for at least two to three weeks before packing up. So we putting effort into one village or town at a time and giving them basic literacy.

If they were women, they are always invited to my now-nomadic hideout. This is not really a hideout, it is where we would talk out in the woods. And we would tell personal stories and stories that I have made or come from my time. Once they learn more enough, I ask them if they want to come with me. Most wives would refuse as they want to keep their own word with their own husbands, but any orphaned girl or single women would reluctantly accept to keep going. I would teach them everything about what it means to be a woman.

15th August 478: With the second town that we have come is completed just today, where most should be literate, I should say that our numbers are still stable around 15, if I can count properly. I haven't been very convincing, but we're still walking along the roads and headed towards west for a while now. It is gaining quite a lot of attention by locals. Why is a woman walking alone? They might ask. I have no clue what to say for them, but I might as well tell them that I'm wandering for new ideas and giving them what they need, a month worth of literacy.

2nd October 478: We have reached the town of Rotomagus (Rouen) at this point. We have decided to stop there for the time being after making trips to four towns and villages that we've come into contact. The Women's March will rest for the winter pretty soon and that we need to keep moving on as soon as the snow thaws. Everything that I have done for the last two years have changed much of my life. I no longer think about the trolls trying to get me, I am worried about assassins, Syagrius and Napoleon coming to get me for promoting the idea of freeing and empowering women.

I count that I have 25 followers close to me after making two trips to smaller towns. Not only we will be bringing the rest of the town, especially the men at Rotomagus, to become literate and comprehend some basic mathematics, I will be starting what I essentially am planning to teach seventh grade mathematics for my close followers and begin making some poems related to their lives. This is going to be brilliant for the next five months here!

2nd December 478: I do truly apologise. My habits have changed quite a lot. We did attract more women into our own movement, the Women's March in the town. The effect of promoting 'civilised' values like literacy and the basic concepts of mathematics is working for me staying there for two months unlike other villages, where they only see visitors like the Ten Presidents or Carissa Aurelius being miracles of God, as if me and them were the Second Coming. They'll never see us again. But I digress. I will eventually come back, but when the time comes for me to do so.

25th December 478: It is Christmas here today and while I didn't have a very great lavish dinner like I had in the past, along with Thanksgiving (I missed that two or three times since I was transported here?), there are few who gave me gifts and presents, few from men as well. These are merely foods and rations for me to consume, though there are also some handcrafted wooden figures as a sign of respect. Most of them are pretty crude, since they are mainly children who were teaching themselves on woodcraft from wives who had children. I appreciate the boys who tried their effort on carving something.

Maybe that boomer (Norman Boutin) was right. I was destined to be Empress Theresa. But I'm still short of what the boomer wants me to become. I don't think I'll achieve that in my life.

I counted that I now have 40 followers. It is almost getting harder to control a crowd with more girls and women, young or old, being converted to my side. I have to reorganise the way that I lead them. I don't want it to be disorganised, I need to be tightly organised. I will still teach the adults a lot more and they will still keep learning about my stories and journeys for the past two years, along with the stories of my own time and my past (or their future or what it used to be their future), but I'm going to make sure their loyalty to me and my ideology is first.

Loyalty is going to be part of my planned hierarchy. The more loyal you are to my plans and you don't question what I'm doing, the higher you rank. It is simple. They will compete who is the most loyal and that those who I determine to be loyal will be at the hands of carrying out some leadership in either their own place or within the March. That's what I'll be doing once I start moving out of Rotomagus and winter is over.