The Family Name
Jul 30, 2013 18:35:54 GMT -4
Michael Jennings, Shione "SURGE" Ōshima, and 4 more like this
Post by WalrusSongs on Jul 30, 2013 18:35:54 GMT -4
The camera fades and pans through envelops of misty marshes and cascades of brick streets. Soon, we are taken to a huge mansion on an island and a little man opens up the door and lets us up the long, winding stairs inside. He comes to a stop at a huge golden door and knocks on it. A voice is heard.
"Yes? What is it?
"The men from that...wrestling promotion are here to see you, sir."
"Ah, yes. Send them in."
The man nods his head and opens the door. He directs the attention towards a man, quite muscular, with short, neatly cropped brown hair, in a magnificent suit, sitting in a huge golden throne, sipping on wine. He looks at the camera and smiles wryly.
Reginald Dampshaw III: Well, hello there. May I introduce myself? My name is Reginald Dampshaw III. Now, of course, my name may and should be familiar to you as I come from a long line and infamous and influential people, all the way starting from as early as the 14th Century. I could tell you of my ancestor Cecil Dampshaw who fought valiantly in the English Civil War in the mid 1600's, or of my great-great-grandfather Benedict Dampshaw who was right in the smack thick of things on D-Day. He surely gave those Krauts the old 'what-for'! But I won't go into detail of my rich and exciting family history. I will simply state why I sent you here. Come.
Reginald sits up from his throne and leads the cameraman and crew around his not so humble mansion. He walks in an elegant manner, as if he is walking to meet the Queen. He stops every so often to wipe dust off of busts and paintings.
Reginald Dampshaw III: You see, as you probably already know, my family has participated in and triumphed in every field there is to participate in, whether it's battles for kingdoms or simply sporting events, but I, Reginald Dampshaw III, will be the first of my family to participate in, and triumph in the sport of wrestling. Now, I could have easily gone to the dingy wrestling rings in London, or even the seaside carnivals of Blackpool, but those cretinous holes are for commoners; peasants. No, a man of my caliber and lineage deserves a grand stage. When my family won battles on the field, the sun shone down brightly on them, and it will for me too, but instead of the sun, it shall be the bright lights of the Action Packed Wrestling ring. Now, I've told you my intentions, therefore I have no other need for you pigs to be in my home....Good day.
And with that, Reginald turns his back and walks away, and the butler that brought the crew in, just as quickly escorts them out, slamming the huge mansion doors behind him.
"Yes? What is it?
"The men from that...wrestling promotion are here to see you, sir."
"Ah, yes. Send them in."
The man nods his head and opens the door. He directs the attention towards a man, quite muscular, with short, neatly cropped brown hair, in a magnificent suit, sitting in a huge golden throne, sipping on wine. He looks at the camera and smiles wryly.
Reginald Dampshaw III: Well, hello there. May I introduce myself? My name is Reginald Dampshaw III. Now, of course, my name may and should be familiar to you as I come from a long line and infamous and influential people, all the way starting from as early as the 14th Century. I could tell you of my ancestor Cecil Dampshaw who fought valiantly in the English Civil War in the mid 1600's, or of my great-great-grandfather Benedict Dampshaw who was right in the smack thick of things on D-Day. He surely gave those Krauts the old 'what-for'! But I won't go into detail of my rich and exciting family history. I will simply state why I sent you here. Come.
Reginald sits up from his throne and leads the cameraman and crew around his not so humble mansion. He walks in an elegant manner, as if he is walking to meet the Queen. He stops every so often to wipe dust off of busts and paintings.
Reginald Dampshaw III: You see, as you probably already know, my family has participated in and triumphed in every field there is to participate in, whether it's battles for kingdoms or simply sporting events, but I, Reginald Dampshaw III, will be the first of my family to participate in, and triumph in the sport of wrestling. Now, I could have easily gone to the dingy wrestling rings in London, or even the seaside carnivals of Blackpool, but those cretinous holes are for commoners; peasants. No, a man of my caliber and lineage deserves a grand stage. When my family won battles on the field, the sun shone down brightly on them, and it will for me too, but instead of the sun, it shall be the bright lights of the Action Packed Wrestling ring. Now, I've told you my intentions, therefore I have no other need for you pigs to be in my home....Good day.
And with that, Reginald turns his back and walks away, and the butler that brought the crew in, just as quickly escorts them out, slamming the huge mansion doors behind him.
