the--maid

[the--maid]

Ocean:

The ocean is most like the heart, pushing and pulling in motions, you can feel it in the air, an overwhelming sense of emotion. The sea can feel like home when the waves are crashing down, sometimes the taste of salt can take away the frown. Othertimes the tide is solemn, a calming energy, take some time to listen, just you and the sea. Have yourself a conversation, I promise the ocean will hear. Speak of your emotions, the sadness with the cheers. To feel the sand below you, it can help you feel okay. Sometimes you need the ocean on a sad and rainy day.

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[the--maid]

Good Health :

My legs are sore from running, my mind tired of mental leaps.

My hands callaced and bloodied, my soul is crushed by my defeats.

And I mourn the loss of those alive, whom I miss my connection to. I feel as though my life is failure, causing problems for you.

My mind won't kill my body, now my body tries to kill itself.

I wish I could at least have one type of good health.

My life is here from cowardice I'm not as strong as you believe. Wish I could cross out the stories I wear on my sleeve.

the tiredness grows heavy my mind starts to fall asleep. I find in the darkness my voice starts to play tricks on me. My throat gets sore from shouting towards myself. I feel the cough get worse as the aching buckles down

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[the--maid]

realised i should probably post my poems here as well so.

Inundated :

there is something so incredibly human

about blood covering ones face

their reactions, so revealing

of personal headspace

some may freak out, cry or fluster

i think i'd stay still in place

its not like it would change my perceptions

my mind is already in space

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[the--maid]

As soon as it registers in the young boy's mind that the creature is feeling pain he hastily re-accepts the name and rushes to help the young Fae up. "chii!? a-are you ok, what happened?", "I… I dont know Cha, I thought that maybe… maybe if you didn't know, if I was still technically tricking you it would work" replied the young Fae.

This song and dance had been going on for close to a decade, ever since the two had found each other in the woods, names are powerful things interspecially, gateways to the soul they had been described as. But as with all powerful things there were so many rules, and as long as the fae and the mages continued to wage war on each other the rules were magically binding. If a Faery is to trick a human into giving their name, that humans mortal soul shall be theirs. If a human is to gain a Faery's true name the faery shall lose all their magics. These were the rules of war as established centuries ago. The human boy and the faery had been trying to find a way past these rules, to know the others names, their true names. Without any reprucussions.

Cha was the nickname the young boy gave himself, through this facsimile they could communicate, but only with words, they could not communicate through spell, or soul. It was like being stuck talking through letters. The nuances of tone and intention being lost in the restriction to the written word, this was much the same. How were they supposed to live without being able to pass one another emotions impossible to describe, how could they ever recount a story with the detail of a shared memory spell. This was no way to live.

Chii too was frustrated by this barrier, preventing their communication with their best friend. Chii's nickname was also picked by the young boy, as soon as it was suggested Chii, knew that would be how they were known. They liked Chii more than their Fae name anyway. This particular experiment was based off one of the first plans Cha had ever come up with. If Chii learnt of his real name, then they could tell him their real name while they owned his soul and then immediately set it free. After some convincing Chii was willing to try, but they faced a roadblock, the human had to be tricked. They could not give their name up of their own accord whenever he tried his mouth just wouldn't open. Magically shutting when he tried. This was why Chii had tricked Cha into giving them his journal. If the name was aquired through that means, surely it would work.

"d-did it work though," Cha asked while fetching a warm drink to help Chii recover, "i- i mean i saw that you looked at the journal." Chii sighed wiping of the dirt from were they fell on the ground. "No, it didn't, I can't remember anything other than pain since I opened it. I knew while i was looking but, now it's all gone." "that's h-hopeful though right, y-you were able to know it if only for a second" Cha leant down to pick up the journal that was now on the ground, and as he did so a letter slipt out of his breast pocket, "I-I HAD COMPLETELY FORGOT!" he could hardly believe that in the excitement that had occured when walking back with the mail that he had forgotten all about the letter. "The eastern witch says sh-she know how to make it! We could try the mind meld!." Chii's eyes lit up in both excitement and fear. "Are you sure about this one, if we arent strong enough then you know what could happen" The mind meld potion had come up many times before, but this time for once it seemed like it could happen, and that was terrifying. The name "mind" meld, while not an incorrect description would be similair to describing a sword as a very large pin. In truth the mind melder would meld not only mind but flesh and soul as well. Taking two people and turning them into one, theoritically the results would be reversable, but so few people had taken the potion, it had never even been tested the antidote was theory alone. Seeing the fearful expression his friends face Cha spoke slowly "i know it's scary but in theory it all works we fuse think about our names and then, we drink the antidote" "But what if the antidote, doesn't work, and you are stuck having to deal with me, forever." cha chortled "i-if i was stuck with you forever, i would still prefer it to this, you are the person i care about the most in this world and i would do anything to communicate properly. us knowing each others names is the ideal, but to me being fused is still leagues above this, but if you dont want to i wont force you, just know we have the option opened." "You really don't think I'd be weighing you down", Cha chortled again, "i d-don't think you could weigh me down". Chii stood up, "In that case tommorow we begin our journey to the East, if we do end up fused though, hows about Haich as a name?"

A young fey creature just tricked you into giving them your name. They are now writhing on the ground in agony begging you to take it back. You have no idea what’s going on.

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[the--maid]

As the cheap fabric tears away from the face covering, a smattering of bruises is revealed underneath, bloodshot eyes and a nose clearly broken many times before, he had expected a rich fool, someone of higher class, not this, the villain took a step back fists unclenching, none of it made sense. "why, WHY HAVE YOU DONE ALL THIS!" the villain screams, throat hoarse tiny splatters of blood being coughed up as he screamed. "ALL I HAVE EVER DONE IS TRY AND HELP PEOPLE LIKE YOU… people like us, this life, this world is unjust. can't you see it. I spend my life trying to take down these oligarchs, the only crimes I commit are made from laws that they made. That forced us into the people we are, in the places we are." he stops to take a breath and his voice calms, and his breathing slows, "why do you protect those who have done nothing for us."

The hero chuckles, the same half laugh that had been heard so many times before, but now it was different, when he had heard it in the past he assumed it was a laugh of arrogance, the confidence only money could give, now it was completely different, it was as though that laugh was the only thing holding her together, these quips and jabs, they deflected from the pain, the hunger, the sickness. she cut a piece of cloth from her pants and tied it around her face forming a bandana before anyone else saw. "i protect those people because no-one else will. because not a single person deserves the pain people like us have gone through, not even them". The villain dropped their weapon and began to walk away, she was wrong of course, obviously they deserved it, you can't just lift everyone else up, the hero never was the practical type. But this new development, it changed things. Maybe, maybe the hero wasnt too far gone. If she could be convinced that some people were beyond redemption, this could be a revolution like none seen before. As he dissapeared into the shadows he began nursing his wounds and began a plot, if all went well the lines were about to become far blurrier.

The hero’s identity was accidentally revealed, but it turns out they are moderately poor, have no friends or family, and their civilian life is frankly…sad.

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[the--maid]

I want to start a game show called "Where Does The 'A' Go" in which I list terrible things and contestants have to figure out if it was the US'A' or 'A'US. It would be fun for no-one and serve as a way of pointing out how fucked both of these governments are.

EXAMPLE:

This country's science company has a subdivision run by the people in charge of major climate change contributers which has claimed fracking causes no environmental issues at all.

Answer: AUS ( source: https://gisera.csiro.au/project/air-water-and-soil-impacts-of-hydraulic-fracturing-phase-2/ this study was conducted by the people who do the fracking and consisted of 6 Cherry picked locations)

#fuckgisera #FindTheA #atleast we don't have guns #bad game show ideas #not so fun fact

[the--maid]

screw sponsored content, I’m doing anti-sponsored content. just gonna talk about brands that SUCK

[the--maid]

started wondering whether I should put my depressive thoughts on here or whether I should try to do the funny and to be honest... Thats a pretty accurate depiction of me

#i have decided #why not both