Post by yarmouth1 on Jun 16, 2012 12:03:03 GMT -4
The scene opens up at Yarmouth's home a standard home nothing too fancy a large sofa, Flat screen TV, Wall unit, Arm chair in the sitting room and in the kitchen you can see a tall fridge freezer a washing machine, Cooker, Microwave all the usual kitchen equipment you would find, Yarmouth is studying his note pad learning the alphabet like he was told to do so by his sexy teacher then Yarmouth glances over to the coffee table and see's the card left by the old man at the gym last week.
Yarmouth puts down his note pad onto the coffee table and pick's up the card and reads it out aloud.
" Ring me, Who the hell are you old man?"
Yarmouth ponders for a moment and then reaches for his mobile phone which was on the coffee table dials the number on the card and waits for an answer.
" Hello it's Yarmouth you left this card on the seat in my gym and am returning the call"
" Sorry mate I have know idea what your talking about, Hang on did you say Yarmouth?"
" Yes, why?"
" Well i have a package here that's been in my possession for the last 20 years and the man who brought it in said that if you ever called i should deliver the package to you straight away but the man has passed away from what I herd and I never thought about it since before you just called me."
Yarmouth stands there in total silence for a second or two as the man on the other end of the phone starts to ask for Yarmouth to reply.
" You there Yarmouth?"
" That's impossible only last week did I see this old man with a flat cap talking to me out side collage and then again the other day at my gym whilst I was training for my match, There is know way he could be dead."
" I don't know about that Yarmouth but i do have to deliver this package for you, Give me your address and will be right over."
Yarmouth gives the man his address and hangs up on the phone and places it down on the coffee table and then look's into the air in total disbelieve.
Yarmouth stands up and paces up and down from the living room to the kitchen and back to the living room.
15 minutes pass by and there's a knock at the door Yarmouth then walks over to the door and slowly opens it and there's the other man from the telephone conversation Yarmouth had earlier .
The man is in his 50's wearing an old rain mac and holding in his right hand a umbrella and in the other hand a white envelope that looks pretty full.
The envelope is starting to lose it's colour and has a few stains all over and the man starts to hand it over to Yarmouth.
" So your Yarmouth hey, Me and the boys were having a bet and the bet was whether you would ever show up and guess what I won."
Yarmouth grabs the envelope and then slams the door in the face of the man and you can hear his foot steps walking away from the door, Yarmouth then looks at the envelope for a few seconds and then sits down on the sofa turns the Envelope over and it read For Yarmouth's eye's Only.
Yarmouth looks a little stunned as he only names him self Yarmouth when he got in the wrestling business about 5 years ago and the man on the phone said he had the letter 20 years ago.
Yarmouth then rips the Envelope open and pulls out the contents on to the coffee table, A watch is there an old wallet an old pipe and then a photo of the man sitting on the bench next to Yarmouth at the collage and at the gym and then a letter on A4 size paper.
Then yarmouth begins to read the letter out aloud to him self.
" Dear Yarmouth if you have got this letter then it is too late for me to be by your side I have have left to be at a better place.
I have been searching for you all my life I am you real father if you are wondering which I am sure you are as to why I have not been in touch is that I had know idea you were born up till about 25 years ago when the women I had dated contacted me and told me you were my son.
Yarmouth pulls down the little and looks in total shock at what he is reading.
" As you know I all ready know that your name is Yarmouth and you know why that is, It's because I have the ability to look into the future and the future for you son is very bright.
You have got every think to look forward to in life from what I have felt is that you will become some sort of fighter and will become very successful in what you do, I have left you a few things that I once owned and now they are yours to keep or do what ever you want to do with them.
Yarmouth looks down at the watch, Wallet and pipe and has a little tear in his eye and carry's on reading.
" Son I wish we could have met and done all the father son things that all other fathers do, we could have been a great team and done great things but like I said before in this letter i have passed on to the other side but one day I will come down you when the time is right and make contact with you.
So my dear son I wish you well and hope that your as successful in every thing you do and I wish you luck my son.
Love dad."[/color]
Yarmouth wipes away the tears from his eyes and picks up the watch and put's it on his wrist and then grabs the wallet open's it up and there is a picture of a small baby on the inside of the wallet.
Yarmouth then takes out the picture and then turns it over and the writing on the back reads My son Yarmouth.
Yarmouth look's stunned and drop's the picture and the wallet onto the table and then utters words to himself about what has transpired at what has happened as the scene fades to black.
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The crowd goes crazy as the titron flickers into life and standing there with microphone in one hand is Hannah Storm she smiles at the camera and places the microphone her mouth.
" Lady's and gentleman please welcome my special guest at this time one of the competitors on the battle royal for the Test for the Best competition and his name is Yarmouth."
The crowd cheer as Yarmouth comes into camera shot.
" Yarmouth you have made into the final for the test for the best and the winner will get a title shot of there choice, If you win what will the title be and what show would you like to go on?"
" Thanks for that wonderful introduction Hannah and to answer your question is rather well gonna be a surprise, If I win or should I win then I will just turn up at the show I want to be on and then i will confront the champion who ever that will be."
Hannah smiles and ruffles her hair with her fingers and nods at Yarmouth.
" You have five other men and women who all so say they are the best of the best and will say that you are know good, what do you say about that?"
Yarmouth look's at Hannah and just laugh's.
" Let them talk, Let them call names but all they can do is make me angry, You see Hannah I have had some news today that has filled in a missing part of my life and that can only make me stronger.
I new that I was adopted and today I found out who my real father was so now my life is complete all I have to do now is start to dominate my matches and win them get my reading sorted out and then I will be the complete wrestler.
My life is sorted, My reading will be sorted as for reading I took my test yesterday and past with flying colours and now its onto the next stage of my schooling."
" And what's stage is that Yarmouth?"
The next stage of my schooling is to teach all these other animals in the ring how to win a battle royal, They think they are better then me just because can read well make no mistake about it Hannah once I have finished with them they will not be able to read cos I will have knocked every one of them out and there eye site will be a little blurry.
My power and strength is the key to winning this match not one of those wrestlers in this match can throw me over the top rope, Not one of those wrestlers is good enough to be in the same ring as me and not one of the wrestlers will ever have the guts to stand in front of the next champion on either Asylum or Overdrive."
The crowd cheers as Hannah smiles at Yarmouth as he walks away from the camera.
Yarmouth puts down his note pad onto the coffee table and pick's up the card and reads it out aloud.
" Ring me, Who the hell are you old man?"
Yarmouth ponders for a moment and then reaches for his mobile phone which was on the coffee table dials the number on the card and waits for an answer.
" Hello it's Yarmouth you left this card on the seat in my gym and am returning the call"
" Sorry mate I have know idea what your talking about, Hang on did you say Yarmouth?"
" Yes, why?"
" Well i have a package here that's been in my possession for the last 20 years and the man who brought it in said that if you ever called i should deliver the package to you straight away but the man has passed away from what I herd and I never thought about it since before you just called me."
Yarmouth stands there in total silence for a second or two as the man on the other end of the phone starts to ask for Yarmouth to reply.
" You there Yarmouth?"
" That's impossible only last week did I see this old man with a flat cap talking to me out side collage and then again the other day at my gym whilst I was training for my match, There is know way he could be dead."
" I don't know about that Yarmouth but i do have to deliver this package for you, Give me your address and will be right over."
Yarmouth gives the man his address and hangs up on the phone and places it down on the coffee table and then look's into the air in total disbelieve.
Yarmouth stands up and paces up and down from the living room to the kitchen and back to the living room.
15 minutes pass by and there's a knock at the door Yarmouth then walks over to the door and slowly opens it and there's the other man from the telephone conversation Yarmouth had earlier .
The man is in his 50's wearing an old rain mac and holding in his right hand a umbrella and in the other hand a white envelope that looks pretty full.
The envelope is starting to lose it's colour and has a few stains all over and the man starts to hand it over to Yarmouth.
" So your Yarmouth hey, Me and the boys were having a bet and the bet was whether you would ever show up and guess what I won."
Yarmouth grabs the envelope and then slams the door in the face of the man and you can hear his foot steps walking away from the door, Yarmouth then looks at the envelope for a few seconds and then sits down on the sofa turns the Envelope over and it read For Yarmouth's eye's Only.
Yarmouth looks a little stunned as he only names him self Yarmouth when he got in the wrestling business about 5 years ago and the man on the phone said he had the letter 20 years ago.
Yarmouth then rips the Envelope open and pulls out the contents on to the coffee table, A watch is there an old wallet an old pipe and then a photo of the man sitting on the bench next to Yarmouth at the collage and at the gym and then a letter on A4 size paper.
Then yarmouth begins to read the letter out aloud to him self.
" Dear Yarmouth if you have got this letter then it is too late for me to be by your side I have have left to be at a better place.
I have been searching for you all my life I am you real father if you are wondering which I am sure you are as to why I have not been in touch is that I had know idea you were born up till about 25 years ago when the women I had dated contacted me and told me you were my son.
Yarmouth pulls down the little and looks in total shock at what he is reading.
" As you know I all ready know that your name is Yarmouth and you know why that is, It's because I have the ability to look into the future and the future for you son is very bright.
You have got every think to look forward to in life from what I have felt is that you will become some sort of fighter and will become very successful in what you do, I have left you a few things that I once owned and now they are yours to keep or do what ever you want to do with them.
Yarmouth looks down at the watch, Wallet and pipe and has a little tear in his eye and carry's on reading.
" Son I wish we could have met and done all the father son things that all other fathers do, we could have been a great team and done great things but like I said before in this letter i have passed on to the other side but one day I will come down you when the time is right and make contact with you.
So my dear son I wish you well and hope that your as successful in every thing you do and I wish you luck my son.
Love dad."[/color]
Yarmouth wipes away the tears from his eyes and picks up the watch and put's it on his wrist and then grabs the wallet open's it up and there is a picture of a small baby on the inside of the wallet.
Yarmouth then takes out the picture and then turns it over and the writing on the back reads My son Yarmouth.
Yarmouth look's stunned and drop's the picture and the wallet onto the table and then utters words to himself about what has transpired at what has happened as the scene fades to black.
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The crowd goes crazy as the titron flickers into life and standing there with microphone in one hand is Hannah Storm she smiles at the camera and places the microphone her mouth.
" Lady's and gentleman please welcome my special guest at this time one of the competitors on the battle royal for the Test for the Best competition and his name is Yarmouth."
The crowd cheer as Yarmouth comes into camera shot.
" Yarmouth you have made into the final for the test for the best and the winner will get a title shot of there choice, If you win what will the title be and what show would you like to go on?"
" Thanks for that wonderful introduction Hannah and to answer your question is rather well gonna be a surprise, If I win or should I win then I will just turn up at the show I want to be on and then i will confront the champion who ever that will be."
Hannah smiles and ruffles her hair with her fingers and nods at Yarmouth.
" You have five other men and women who all so say they are the best of the best and will say that you are know good, what do you say about that?"
Yarmouth look's at Hannah and just laugh's.
" Let them talk, Let them call names but all they can do is make me angry, You see Hannah I have had some news today that has filled in a missing part of my life and that can only make me stronger.
I new that I was adopted and today I found out who my real father was so now my life is complete all I have to do now is start to dominate my matches and win them get my reading sorted out and then I will be the complete wrestler.
My life is sorted, My reading will be sorted as for reading I took my test yesterday and past with flying colours and now its onto the next stage of my schooling."
" And what's stage is that Yarmouth?"
The next stage of my schooling is to teach all these other animals in the ring how to win a battle royal, They think they are better then me just because can read well make no mistake about it Hannah once I have finished with them they will not be able to read cos I will have knocked every one of them out and there eye site will be a little blurry.
My power and strength is the key to winning this match not one of those wrestlers in this match can throw me over the top rope, Not one of those wrestlers is good enough to be in the same ring as me and not one of the wrestlers will ever have the guts to stand in front of the next champion on either Asylum or Overdrive."
The crowd cheers as Hannah smiles at Yarmouth as he walks away from the camera.
