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| The Intro; RP1 For 3-Way w/ Punk & Moriarty | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 18 2007, 09:55 AM (18 Views) | |
| Leyton Stone | Nov 18 2007, 09:55 AM Post #1 |
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=| We open our scene very early in the morning, in Islamabad, Pakistan; the sun hasn’t even risen yet… A truck is making its way through the town very slowly and discretely, inside are several Marines from the “Driller Killers” out of Dayton, Ohio. One man in particular on this extraction mission is twenty-two year old Leyton Stone. Right now the nerves are getting the better of him and not even the cigar in his mouth is stopping the nauseous feeling inside his stomach… The truck stops and three of the Marines get out and take point in their designated places behind the construction which sits dominantly in front of them. Flagging his men the Marine in charge points toward Leyton and another guy; Sam Hillard, points toward his own eyes and then out to the side of the building. Both Sam and Leyton nod and then head in that direction, they stop abruptly at a door and Leyton decides to push it open; very slowly at first but the door isn’t strong enough to hold the weight and slides open anyway… The two men are only within inches of stepping through the front door when they hear a clunking sound and a rumbling |= [The first thing that entered my head when I heard the sound of the grenade hitting the cold floor of that kitchen we had entered was Jesus Christ I’m going to die. I looked at Sam, grabbed him by the lapel and dragged him back outside the building.] =| The Grenade suddenly explodes sending pots, pans, cutlery and crockery flying everywhere into a haze of dust and smoke and sending Leyton and Sam into the exterior wall of the building opposite… All of a sudden there is gunfire and yelling as Sam pulls his helmet back on and grabs hold of his Sub-Machine gun, Leyton follows suite and both men barrage back into the building all guns blazing, literally |= [I didn’t know what to think, I mean we were always trained for an ambush but not once did we actually believe this would be a trap… We’re Marines, no-one ever knows our position until we’re bearing down upon them with gun barrels in their faces but this time… This time someone knew. I see one of them, spinning around yelling at Sam to duck on his six; he does so and we both let out strand upon strand of gunfire, but they’re still coming! All of a sudden we’re joined by the rest of our Platoon back to back, as it should be… Driller Killers til the end! And that’s exactly what it was, for poor Sam] =| Out of nowhere Sam stumbles out of the room the Marines are in and straight into another one, catching not one, not two but three bullets straight at his neck… The one place he wasn’t covered. Several hit his vest and a couple his helmet but his neck… He just can’t take it. And he goes down |= [I yell his name, I shoot the guy that fired upon him killing him instantly and I continue through the door, but someone’s yelling me back, someone’s yelling my name telling me to get up…? I’m standing and I can’t work out what they’re saying… No, wait it’s not GET up it’s WAKE up…] =| The scene suddenly becomes dishevelled, swirling and darkening as we slowly begin to fade out into nothingness… |= ~ ~ ~ =| We reopen slowly on a bedroom at the back of a two floor farmhouse somewhere in downtown Dayton, Ohio. The room is typical of that for any male in their early twenties. Posters of half naked women, fast cars and Military Arsenal on the walls, a Desktop P.C with a nicely rigged setup on one side of the room, a forty-eight inch flat widescreen television, DVD Player and a Playstation 3 on the other side with a huge king-size double bed in the center of the room… Ok so maybe it isn’t typical of every male in their early twenties, especially not one living in a Farm house in Ohio; but this isn’t any typical male; this is Leyton Stone and right now he is laying, asleep on his bed. Suddenly his eyes open in a cold sweat and he just lay there; staring at the ceiling, not daring to move until he has it all figured out; first his right arm twitches, then it lifts and rolls him subconsciously over onto his stomach where he gets a clear view of a poster which features a half naked woman sliding down a pole, looks to his right and gets a view of another poster this time featuring a Bikini clad beauty on the beach. Leyton sits himself and rubs his face and then we hear it again |= Voice LEYTON!! WAKE UP! IT’S GONE ELEVEN IN THE MORNING! Leyton I’m coming mom, sheesh! Doesn’t a U.S Patriot get any love around here?! =| Leyton let’s out a slow chuckle and chucks on a pair of baggy black combat pants and a white wife beater and runs his hand through his Military tailored shaven head and opens the bedroom door, running down the twenty two steps to the ground floor in Marine fashion and seeing laid out on the table a glass of ice cold milk and what is typically known as a “full English breakfast”, consisting of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, hash browns, fried tomatoes, fried mushrooms and French bread… Stone lets out a sigh, rubs his stomach and heads on over to the woman who’s washing some dishes by the kitchen sink, planting a kiss on her cheek, this being Mrs. Stone; Leyton’s mother |= Leyton Aw Mom you didn’t have to do this for me! Thanks though, it looks tasty! Mrs. Stone Yeah and I bet it’s a hell of a lot more filling than that slop you got over in I-Rack aint it? [I hate it when people call it I-Rack… I-Rack and I-Ran; jeeze! How hard is it to say it properly? Iraq and Iran. But, she’s my mother and I’ll be damned if I’m going to correct her frying pan holding ass!] Leyton (Laughing) I was in Pakistan and you mean rations, eh mom? And yeah a hell of a lot better! There aint many places that’ll do cooking as fine as yours! Mrs. Stone Oh Pakistan, I-Rack it's all the Middle East, Leyton and yeah well, maybe not but you’ll soon be having to find yet another place to get your food, Leyton… Leyton What’re you talking about mom? I’m home now, I don’t think I’ll be going anywhere soon; going to look for a nice old job here in Dayton and see how things go. Mrs. Stone Well a job might have already come your way, but it aint here in Dayton. Leyton What d’ya mean? Mrs. Stone On the side there, a letter for you. It’s stamped with that EWF logo; I think maybe finally you got your wish, son. Leyton Are you shitting me!? Mrs. Stone LANGUAGE! And no, I’m not “shitting” you! =| Mrs. Stone laughs at her son as he stands up from the table, grabs the mail and sifts through to find the one she was just talking about. He rips it open without delay and begins to read it… A smile, ever increasing on his face as his eyes move further and further down the page. He looks up, the grin as wide as the Cheshire cat |= Leyton I got it mom! Mr. Sparks said he’d been watching my school and college tapes; and my training videos and now that he’s finally offered me a spot on the roster! In fact, by all accounts I have my first match this coming Thursday on their “Mayhem” Event! Mrs. Stone Really?! That’s great Leyton, I’m so proud of you! Who is it you’ll be facing off against?! Leyton I’m not too sure yet. I have to head down to their office and discuss it there and then they want me to cut one of those introductory promos or whatever it is, I’m supposed to be doing! But damn mom, some of the greatest wrestlers I’ve watched growing up are signed to that brand! Sebastian Morgan, Xavier Cage, Logan Gable, Kyle Churchill! And that’s just naming a few! Wow, I really cannot believe this! Mrs. Stone Oh your dad’s gonna be so proud of you Leyton! He always wanted you to become a professional wrestler! God rest his soul… And now whenever we go visit him, you can tell him. So! When do you leave? Leyton Well, tomorrow actually mom… But, you’re coming with me! You know I’ve got cash and I’m booking two king size suits for us until I get a place sorted! Mrs. Stone Leyton, no… I couldn’t! Leyton Mom, it’s settled! We’re going TO BULGARIA!! =| Leyton smirks as his mom gives in and laughs heartily at her son, hugging him tightly as we slowly begin to fade into darkness… ~ ~ ~ [size=6]THREE DAYS LATER.[/size] ~ ~ ~ =| …We reopen the scene in the middle of the Diesel store in a Mall, somewhere in Bulgaria. Leyton and his mom are walking around looking at some jeans and tops. Mrs. Stone stops and picks up a black and white striped button up shirt and holds it next to Leyton |= Mrs. Stone What about this, Leyton… Quite nice isn’t it? Leyton Yeah mom that is nice, real nice. I’ll take that along with these jeans and I’m going to go take a look in Timberland in a sec and get some boots… But listen mom, I’ve got something I need to ask you Mrs. Stone What’s that? Leyton Are you absolutely sure, you’re okay with me doing this? I mean yeah I know it was dads dream for me to wrestle professionally; Lord knows he won some titles in his day… But, since I joined the Marines you and I never spent any time together and now I’ve come home and am going yet again Mrs. Stone Leyton, of course I’m sure! This is something the three of us have wanted since you were wrestling in high school and if you have to live a few states away and travel the world, then so be it! I just know, your dad would love to have seen you in that ring… What’s the match anyway? Leyton Well, I spoke to one of Mikey Sparks’ P.A’s yesterday afternoon and apparently it’s a triple-threat match between myself obviously and some guys called the Prince of Punk and Jason Moriarty Mrs. Stone Oh wow, really? That is great news Leyton! Wonderful news! Leyton I know mom, but… I’m just wondering what made Sparks think I’d be able to wrestle a week within my debut?! Mrs. Stone Well he’s obviously seen some of your Indy work or your college wrestling; he probably knows how good your father was too! So, he’s got the faith in you that you deserve to have, of course! Leyton Yeah, maybe you’re right… I guess I’m just not confident enough yet, I mean I’ve not stepped into a wrestling ring in ages… Mrs. Stone That place has some tough competition, Leyton. I used to watch that European Wrestling Federation while you were touring in Pakistan, I-Rack and all those other Middle-Eastern countries [There she goes again with that I-Rack crap, jeeze!] And I’ve seen some of those guys AND those girls, I mean hell they can sure wrestle! Leyton Oh I know, I think seventy-five percent of EWF’s roster have come in from some of the top feds around the globe… I met a couple of them when they came over and visited us in Pakistan… Mrs. Stone So, are you sure you’re up for this challenge in your debut match?! Leyton Yeah, I’m pretty sure mom. I’m confident I can go out and do this and I’m pretty damn sure I can come out with something good from it! Mrs. Stone That’s my boy! Now… Let’s go and get these clothes you’ve got an appointment this afternoon. =| Leyton smiles at his mother and puts his arm around her as they head for the Diesel store checkout counter as we slowly fade into darkness… ~ ~ ~ …We reopen our scene in a studio room inside the head office of the EWF. Inside the room is one raised stage, a bunch of television cameras and a pure black backdrop on the stage; standing on the stage dressed in the black and white striped shirt, faded denim blue jeans and a pair of suede brown Timberland boots, is Leyton Stone. His head is bowed and his hands are clasped in front of him, right palm over the back of his left hand… He looks up slowly and smiles slightly but reassuringly at the camera |= Leyton Hey there Sinners! Welcome to EWF’s debut promo from yours truly; Leyton Stone. Now, let me begin by saying this wont be your typical promo by a wrestling superstar, I mean… I’m pretty new to this gig so I’m just going to stand here and I’m going to shoot the breeze with you all and just, see where it takes me; sound good? Awesome! Alright I’ll begin by telling you something about my life and wrestling… From the age of six years old I was a major celebrity, why? Because my father Leyton Stone Senior AKA “Stone Hinge” was a professional wrestler in both North America and Great Britain and he wrestled alongside the likes of “Big Daddy”, “Davey Boy Smith”, “The Dynamite Kid”, “Randy Savage” and many others… We always had kids and adults alike outside the front of the house wanting his autograph or a photo with them and I was so proud of him and it’s all I ever wanted to do, be like him… Once I hit sixteen I was wrestling in High-school and for one year in college whilst training for The Marines; and then for four years I was touring in the Middle East, Pakistan, Iraq you know? Places like that… And then I guess Mikey Sparks saw potential in me because well, here I am! So now Leyton Stone is in the EWF and he’s booked in a curtain jerking dark match, now that does let me down a little bit but hey like I said I don’t know what I could have asked for considering I’ve only just been signed up to the promotion so there ya go. Triple threat match where I’ll be taking on two other competitors one who so far is still rather quiet in the manner of “Prince of Punk” and another who’s already spoken since the card was announced; Jason Moriarty of The Moriarty brothers… To be honest though I’m not too sure what to say about this; I’m one of those guys who would rather let the actions speak louder than his words but hey if Moriarty has something to say then I guess I had better respond with the quickness before he decides to get a false sense of security. Firstly Mr. Moriarty let me explain something to you sunshine… Just because Leyton Stone has never wrestled a day in his life in the EWF; just because Leyton Stone is ONE OF those making his debut in this match that DOES NOT mean that Leyton Stone will not show Mikey Sparks and the rest of EWF that they did not make a mistake in signing Leyton Stone to their roster! You see Moriarty and Mr. Punk, none of us have met in the ring and none of us know too much about each other but that’s the way things have to be when you’re making a debut in a match. I’ve heard nothing from the so-called Prince of Punk and I’m pretty sure much like Jason made a point of saying in his promo that he too will have a strategy but you both had better be prepared because there is another man in this match and he too is going to have a strategy, a plan! Punk… Moriarty I hope both of you are going to be bringing your A-Game this week because Leyton Stone definitely will be… I’ve got a point to prove this week and damn I am going to prove it! This is a great week for me to show WHO I am, and WHAT I Can do! EWF and especially Mayhem get ready because Leyton Stone is coming… Starting with Punk and Jason Moriarty! =| With that Leyton just smiles as he begins to fade out of the picture to be replaced by the EWF logo; then we fade out into utter darkness…. |= |
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