Maeve's lore and hornyposting
madebymaeve-lit.bsky.social
Maeve's lore and hornyposting
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Just a place for me to do occasional lore and hornyposting.

Currently writing: - Coda -
Then they all died into blackness.

A contemplative silence swept over the office floor.

Her neighbor whispered over the cubicle wall.

"Inez?"
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
"So that we may one day not have to collectively feel the pain of permanently losing members of our species. Emmell's dream shall be realized."

The Central Committee's logo was replaced by the number:

902 504 090

Then it changed to:

902 504 088

The number sat burning on the screens.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
"Our Great Society has forever lost two irreplaceable parts of the machine that will lead us to prominence. The Central Committee feels the loss greatly and will continue to allocate all possible resources to untangling the mystery of reproduction as fast as possible."
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
"Today, at 13:47, two human lives have been ended. RZG_0344_C, affectionately referred to as 'Robert,' had his life taken by another human, TRA_9030_A, referred to as 'June.' Sadly, no one will know why June decided to commit the level 1 crime of homicide as she chose to end her own shortly after."
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
The official message tune sang awake. The information screens lit up everywhere in the city. The familiar logo of the Central Committee appeared and a computerized voice started to speak.

"Fellow humans and comrades of Arcadia_01, we apologize for the following tragedy to be announced."
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
It wasn't a memory or even a dream. Just a sensation, like the pull of gravity. There was something, somehow that told her about many things that were wrong about this world and the Great Society.

She often wondered if anyone else felt the same.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
But only in the facilities.

The dormitories only had speakers to send messages to the people living there. No receivers to send messages through.

She knew... somehow... somehow humans used to be able to freely communicate across large distances. Using things like the facility intercoms.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
If Emmell didn't disapprove of humans connecting with other humans, why was the foundation of the great society so hostile towards making friends?

In the various work facilities there existed various means of contacting others on different floors or even in other buildings.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
In your spare time, you'd do well to build productive knowledge and skillsets that would help build that great society.

Friendships weren't considered wrong or harmful to the creation of the great society, at least not openly. But she could read between the lines.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
She hated the job itself. But going to work in the mornings, even being assigned double shifts, was all worth it for them.

The "Great Society" that Emmell spoke of disapproved of building relationships with your coworkers. At work, you worked.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
When she worked as a He-3 processor, her coworkers made her feel like the hole in her chest was filled. There was something warm that permeated her mind and memories. She was able to lose herself in the now. Unable to feel any of her ever-present anxiety that her psychologist insisted wasn't there.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
Her average productivity sat between 104% and 119%, meaning that she would probably never be given a chance at a new job.

The coworkers here were... Fine for the most part, courteous and considerate. Just kind of boring.
April 12, 2025 at 12:10 PM
LET THE MEMORIES OF OUR BURNING HOMEWORLD BE OVERWRITTEN WITH DREAMS OF A GREATER, BRIGHTER, MORE PLENTIFUL FUTURE.

A FUTURE WE SHALL ALL PARTAKE OF.

EMMELL'S DREAM IS TO BE REALIZED.

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April 11, 2025 at 5:33 PM
WE ARE ALL LIVING UNDER THE GRACIOUS WISDOM OF EMMELL. THROUGH EMMELL'S WORDS, A GREAT SOCIETY WILL BE BUILT ON THE SHOULDERS OF OUR HUMAN LABOR.

EACH ONE OF US, A VITAL COG IN THE MACHINE FOR SURVIVAL. REMIND YOURSELVES ALWAYS OF YOUR IMPORTANCE TO OUR SHARED PATH TOWARDS A GREAT SOCIETY.
April 11, 2025 at 5:33 PM
DO NOT FRET OVER SUBSTANDARD PRODUCTIVITY RATINGS. IT IS THE PURPOSE OF THE STATE TO ENSURE SATISFACTORY PRODUCTIVITY RATINGS.

IF YOUR PRODUCTIVITY IS LOWER THAN THE SECTOR AVERAGE, CONSIDER REGISTERING A REQUEST FOR A NEW POSITION WITH A VOCATIONAL GUIDANCE A.I.
April 11, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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April 11, 2025 at 10:11 AM
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"I love you."
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April 11, 2025 at 10:11 AM
Will they say I don't love them?

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And yet.

In the sand lies two women. Their exhausted smiles and tear-filled eyes say everything that they could ever need to say now, tomorrow, yesterday, forever and never.

It's all they'll ever have to say.

And yet.

The words leak out from their lips.
April 11, 2025 at 10:11 AM
They say "Write poetry. Show us with your words how much you love them."

So if I'm an artist, I'll create the most ecstatic love letter to prove my love to them. And they'll say "Okay, yes we believe you. You really do love them."

But say I'm not so articulate and I can't write that well.
April 11, 2025 at 10:11 AM