Dylan Black Origins (Pt 1/2 Tourney RP)
Oct 27, 2017 20:01:24 GMT -5
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Post by Dylan on Oct 27, 2017 20:01:24 GMT -5
** March 26, 2001. Panama City Beach, Florida **
A young boy, about 6 to 7 years of age, and his father are walking through a parking lot towards an arena hosting a sporting event(to wrestling fans, this is the date of WCWโs final show, dubbed โThe Night of Championsโ). The boy is seen jumping all over, unable to contain his excitement.
Young Boy: Oh boy oh boy oh boy I canโt believe it! Weโre here and weโre going to see Sting! Wowza dad, I canโt believe this! I canโt believe weโre really here!
Father: Haha. Kiddo, your father saved up lots of hard earned money to come here. This is going to be worth the visit for the both of us.
Young Boy: Do you think weโll get to meet Sting? And Ric Flair? And Booker T and Rey Mysterio and and andโฆ.
The father picks his kid up and smiles.
Father: Of course we will. I paid lots of money to make is so we could meet all our favorite wrestlers.
A narrator begins speaking in a slightly gruff, deepish voice.
Narrator: I was a young child, getting to go to my very first wrestling event. My father and I spent every moment we could watching WCW and WWF. My father was also a hard working man. We had very little money saved up so I didnโt grow up in the most hospitable conditions. But what I did have, was wrestling. It was a huge influence on my life.
The camera fades a bit and the scene changes to backstage at that event. There are a few wrestlers sitting down taking pictures and signing autographs with fans. The young boy is standing by Sting.
Sting: Hey there buddy, whatโs your name?
Young Boy: D-D-Dylanโฆ
Sting: Awh, donโt be shy. I wonโt bite. You want a picture?
The young boy(who will furthermore be referred to as Dylan) nods.
Sting: Alright, come up here. Ally-oop!
Sting sits Dylan on his lap and they take a picture together.
Sting: So. What do you wanna be when you grow up?
Dylan: I want to be a wrestler, just like you.
Dylan beams proudly up at his hero.
Sting: Really? Wow. Iโm honored. Youโre gonna have to do a lot of hard work to get to be a wrestler. Can you handle it?
Dylan nods and grins.
Sting: Here. I want you to have something. Consider it my blessing and a good luck charm of sorts.
Sting takes a cross off from around his neck and puts it around Dylanโs neck. Dylan stares, wide eyed and open mouth, then hugs Sting.
Dylan: Thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU!!
Sting: Haha, youโre welcome buddy. I hope someday, Iโll be able to ask YOU for an autograph.
** January 13th, 2010. Boston, Massachusetts **
The scene fades out and changes to a high school wrestling match. A dark haired teen in a black and yellow singlet is facing a kid in a blue and white singlet. They do some mat grappling and the B/Y singlet kid pins the B/W singlet kid. A referee jumps in.
Ref: 1โฆโฆ..2โฆโฆ..3!!!!!! WE HAVE A WINNER!
An announcer comes in with a microphone as the winning kid stands up and pulls up the loser, shaking his hand and raising that kids hand in a sign of respect.
Announcer: The winner, and 2011 Light Heavyweight Division State Champion, Dylan Black!
The narrator cuts back in.
Narrator: This was the very first time I won a championship in wrestling. 2011, my junior year of high school. 16 years old. I was hailed as a hero thereafter, as no one had ever brought home a wrestling state championship. For once, I actually felt like I belonged..
** June 20th, 2010. Northampton, Massachusetts **
Summer vacation is definitely creeping into the minds of every student at the Smith Vocational and Agricultural High School. Itโs almost the end of the latest school year, and everyone in Ms. Brisboisโ Honors English class is ready to leave and begin their respective summers, whether they be working, enjoying life, or going on long trips to places far, far away. The camera focuses on one moody kid, somehow wearing black jeans, boots, and a sweatshirt, the hood over this kids head. The clock strikes 2:05 pm and all the students rush out of the building. The moody teen walks out behind everyone else, slowly walking out into the parking lot. A cute perky girl comes up to the kid and embraces him. They exchange words, he gives her a long, passionate kiss, and they part ways. The kid walks through the half full parking lot and makes his way to his red โ98 Jeep Cherokee. He gets in, cranks his radio on too one of the most popular songs he heard growing up, โSounds Like Teen Spiritโ by Nirvana. His music taste is clearly stuck in the past, as he believes modern era music is distasteful and annoying as all hell. He drives off through a small city, passing notable buildings like a McDonalds, a Walmart, and some other local businesses.He finally pulls into a parking lot and walks into a dingy building. The narrator begins to speak yet again.
Narrator: This here was the day where my life changed forever. The day I had that brass ring strung up above me, figuratively of course, and I grabbed that fucker. Unfortunately, I didn't take up the offer I was given from the brass ring.. not yet, at least.
The instructor of the class, a giant of a man in a skull mask, former professional wrestler Apocalypse, is standing in front of the students. Behind him are a few men in suits.
Apocalypse: Dylan! Hurry up, we have some important news to talk about.
Dylan jogs into place in the back of the group of students. Apocalypse begins to speak.
Apocalypse: Alright, ladies and gents, today we have a HUGE opportunity, as representatives from multiple wrestling shows are here to scout potential talent for their rosters. Dylan, get changed because youโre gonna be up first againstโฆuh, against El Escorpio!
The scene fizzles into a new scene where El Escorpio and Dylan are in the end of a very fantastic wrestling match(think Undertaker vs HBK at WM25 & WM26). In the final moments, Scorpio goes for an inverted 450 splash, countered by Dylan into a piledriver. He covers Scorpio, and Apocalypse makes the cover.
Apocalypse: 1โฆโฆโฆ..2โฆโฆโฆโฆ..3!!!!!!!!!!!
The students cheer, as Dylan holds Scorpio up and hugs him, showing complete respect. A man with a bandana on his forehead walks up to the ring.
Bandana: Wow, that was one of the most impressive matches Iโve seen. How about both of you sign a contract with me! The nameโs Thayne Bell, and I run Championship Dynasty Wrestling! You two would make excellent additions to our roster.
Scorpio: On the contraryโฆ *takes off his mask to reveal heโs the same kid Dylan beat for the Light Heavyweight State Championship* I believe I must retire from wrestling. My body really can not handle this stress. I do apologise *shakes Dylanโs and Apocโs hands* Itโs been a real blast.
Dylan: Well, Iโm interested. But I donโt feel experienced enough, plus I still have a year of high school. Maybe in a few years Iโll consider joining.
Thayne: Fair enough, again youโd be a fantastic addition.
Dylan and Bell shake hands, and the scene transitions to a ROH-sized event where confetti is falling from the ceiling and a man has just pinned his opponent to presumably win a championship.
** TO BE CONTINUED **
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