Post by twilight on May 11, 2018 12:24:42 GMT -5
The year was 1898. I was 12. My parents were Maddy Riles and Johnathan Riles. They were immigrants from Ireland. I was born in the states. I was American. My parents were very proud of that fact. We lived in Pennsylvania. And we knew the world was changing and they were happy to change with it. It was an intellectual age.
Long into the nights they would have discussions and debates about where the country was heading since the civil war was behind us. People discussed how the south would fare in this new age. But most of the discussions were about industry and steel mills. My father had given up his dream of being a farmer and took work in a steel mill himself. He used to say that he was working on rebuilding this country stronger and better. And I guess in a way he was right. Steel changed this country, made its foundation strong and sturdy. And most steel mills were setup to add to the government, specifically our military.
I know I know, you are probably bored by now. But stay with me. A good foundation is necessary for everything. For a house, for a building, for a country, even for a federation like SFT. Am I wrong? No I am not.
For a very long time I was part of The Wall here in SFT. Now we have all pretty much gone our own ways. But the fact remains we are loyal to SFT and to each other. The Wall was in a sense a foundation as well. It was something that never gave up, never broke down. We held this place together through revolutions and betrayals and when the smoke cleared, here we still are. And here we still will be. And this next message goes out to some. All those feds who tried to kill us, you are no longer around. Because anything born out of jealousy or hate, never lasts long.
Now back the history lesson. My father died in an accident in the mill. He was 48. My mother took work as a seamstress, but money was tight. When I turned 13 I left school and joined my dads steel mill. I was the man of the house now. I worked there till 3 days before my 15th birthday. And it is hard for me to speak about some of my lives. Some deaths were good deaths, a few were bad deaths, but some were painful. This particular one was painful. I was burned. The melted steel container slipped and was about to hit me and 3 of my coworkers I managed to push them aside myself as well, but I didn't get far enough. I was hurt...badly. I lingered that way in the hospital for 4 days. Pain I wouldn't wish on anyone. And finally I went. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to leave my mother alone. Life was hard for her when my father went, and now life would be worse with me gone. She didn't deserve all that. No one did. But death just like life, is not fair. It never is.
So now let me get to Jamo. Here we are Jamo, once again. Do you feel like my dance partner? We are scheduled to fight and the winner gets a shot at Jackson Kent. That’ll be fun. But first things first. We gotta get ourselves ready to rock and roll. I know speaking for myself that I am part of the foundation that is SFT. But I honestly do not know about you. Are you a working piece of this puzzle or are you just dead weight? I haven't figured you out yet, but that's only because I am giving you the benefit of the doubt, sometimes you impress and sometimes you fail miserably. And it shouldn't be like that, at least not here and not in life. You need to be consistent and its not that hard, it really isn't, but some people really make it harder than it has to be.
Don't do that. Just don't.
So that is it for today.
Fade to light
Long into the nights they would have discussions and debates about where the country was heading since the civil war was behind us. People discussed how the south would fare in this new age. But most of the discussions were about industry and steel mills. My father had given up his dream of being a farmer and took work in a steel mill himself. He used to say that he was working on rebuilding this country stronger and better. And I guess in a way he was right. Steel changed this country, made its foundation strong and sturdy. And most steel mills were setup to add to the government, specifically our military.
I know I know, you are probably bored by now. But stay with me. A good foundation is necessary for everything. For a house, for a building, for a country, even for a federation like SFT. Am I wrong? No I am not.
For a very long time I was part of The Wall here in SFT. Now we have all pretty much gone our own ways. But the fact remains we are loyal to SFT and to each other. The Wall was in a sense a foundation as well. It was something that never gave up, never broke down. We held this place together through revolutions and betrayals and when the smoke cleared, here we still are. And here we still will be. And this next message goes out to some. All those feds who tried to kill us, you are no longer around. Because anything born out of jealousy or hate, never lasts long.
Now back the history lesson. My father died in an accident in the mill. He was 48. My mother took work as a seamstress, but money was tight. When I turned 13 I left school and joined my dads steel mill. I was the man of the house now. I worked there till 3 days before my 15th birthday. And it is hard for me to speak about some of my lives. Some deaths were good deaths, a few were bad deaths, but some were painful. This particular one was painful. I was burned. The melted steel container slipped and was about to hit me and 3 of my coworkers I managed to push them aside myself as well, but I didn't get far enough. I was hurt...badly. I lingered that way in the hospital for 4 days. Pain I wouldn't wish on anyone. And finally I went. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to leave my mother alone. Life was hard for her when my father went, and now life would be worse with me gone. She didn't deserve all that. No one did. But death just like life, is not fair. It never is.
So now let me get to Jamo. Here we are Jamo, once again. Do you feel like my dance partner? We are scheduled to fight and the winner gets a shot at Jackson Kent. That’ll be fun. But first things first. We gotta get ourselves ready to rock and roll. I know speaking for myself that I am part of the foundation that is SFT. But I honestly do not know about you. Are you a working piece of this puzzle or are you just dead weight? I haven't figured you out yet, but that's only because I am giving you the benefit of the doubt, sometimes you impress and sometimes you fail miserably. And it shouldn't be like that, at least not here and not in life. You need to be consistent and its not that hard, it really isn't, but some people really make it harder than it has to be.
Don't do that. Just don't.
So that is it for today.
Fade to light
