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Visit From A Very Old Friend; Showdown #2
Topic Started: Dec 1 2007, 10:17 PM (126 Views)
Psyko Stevo
The Best Around
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*As the cameras come into focus we are taken inside a gigtantic living room inside of the Psyko Stevo estate. There are many origional paintings adorning the mahagony walls and next to the giant oaken doors we see two seperate stands holding Ming vases. As the cameras pan around the room, we see a television that is playing nothing but static. The cameras continue to pan around and we see a very large couch. As the cameras come around the couch, we see the Psyko One himself, Psyko Stevo. Stevo is lying motionless on the couch in the fetal position. He has a half smile on his face as his eyes are closed. Suddenly and without warning, the doors to the room fly open and in walks Jeeves, the elderly butler and best friend of Psyko Stevo. Jeeves has a look of panic on his face as he says with a raised voice...*

Jeeves: Stevo! Stevo!? Are you here?

*We see the arms of the Psyko One rise up into the picture, above the couch as Jeeves collects himself. Stevo's head finally pops into the scene and he looks on with a groggy look on his face.*

Stevo: Huh? What? Oh, hey whats up Jeeves.

Jeeves: What's up? McPhearson and I have been waiting at the hospital for the last hour for you! You were supposed to meet us there so you could see Jamal, what gives?

*Stevo slowly rises to his feet and rubs his eyes, which have crusted over a bit. He takes a deep breath before looking at the TV, and that is when a light blub goes off in his head.*

Stevo: Oh shit, the hospital! I'm so sorry, Jeeves!

Jeeves: What happened?

Stevo: Man... I was just sitting down, watching Mike Polowy's latests promos for our match and I...

*Stevo yawns.*

Stevo: I must have dozed off. Wow, just thinking about them is making me tired all over again.

*Jeeves shakes his head in disbelief as he looks at his employer.*

Jeeves: Are you kidding me? What is really going on here? Are you drunk? Have you been taking drugs? Stevo, be honest with me.

*Stevo starts to chuckle as he places his right hand on Jeeves' left shoulder, walking past him towards the television.*

Stevo: No, I'm not on drugs. Seriously, I was just watching Mike Polowy's promos and I dozed off... they were just so boring this week, I just chouldn't pay attention.

Jeeves: You better start paying attention! You do realize that match against Mike Polowy is your big break here in the sVo, don't you? Belive it or not, your past history with him aside, he IS the World Heavyweight Champion and this IS the main event at Showdown, the last thing that we can afford out of all of this is for you to lose focus and lose this match!

*Stevo snaps to attention and looks at Jeeves with interest.*

Stevo: I suppose you're right Jeeves... sit down with me and let's take a look at these promos, okay?

Jeeves: Very well.

*Jeeves takes a seat on a leather chair that has been placed next to the sofa as Stevo hits the rewind and finally the play button on the DVD player.*

Jeeves: There is no way that either of these promos can possibly be THAT boring.

Stevo: Well let's just watch.

*Mike Polowy's first promo comes onto the air and Stevo and Jeeves watch in confusion as a beat up Mike Polowy slowlyrolls out of bed and throws on a t-shirt.*

Jeeves: Well now, that's not so boring...

Stevo: Well, keep watching.

*Jeeves watches on with interest and Polowy continues to say nothing as he removes a Marlboro from his leather jacket and lights up.*

Jeeves: Isn't there supposed to be some kind of public law against people smoking on television?

Stevo: Yea, I thought so too... smoking, such a disgusting habit.

*Jeeves and Stevo continue to watch as Mike Polowy checks his cell phone messages and let's out a sigh.*

Jeeves: Is he going anywhere with this?

Stevo: He's like a frat boy who woke up after a night at the pub...

*The television shows Polowy grunt before tossing his phone onto the bed and ashes his smoke in the ashtray. The cameras then show Polowy walk into the bathroom and run his hands through his hair before splashing water onto this face as the cameras fade to black.*

Jeeves: Huh? Was that all?

Stevo: Yup! That's it.

Jeeves: That... that was quite possibly the most boring promo I have ever seen in my life.

Stevo: I'm glad you agreed with me, now you see why I fell asleep, right?

Jeeves: I... I don't even know what to say. All he did was, get up, smoke, check his voicemail and run water through his hair. He didn't even talk!

Stevo: I know, pretty stupid, right?

*Jeeves scratches his head as he hits the pause button before laughing out loud.*

Stevo: Let's face it Jeeves... this promo is a direct parallel to what Mike Polowy is as a champion.

Jeeves: What do you mean?

Stevo: He's boring! Instead of giving the fans what they want to see... instead of developing a marketing plan, he just leaves a camcorder running next to his bed in some cheap ass hotel room and forces people to watch him get ready in the moring. What is his motivation for this, waht is the point he is trying to get across? Is there a message that I am supposed to take from this? Is seeing Polowy without his shirt on supposed to scare me into not showing up at Showdown? Does he think I'll get lung cancer via second hand smoke that he blows through the television? Am I supposed to bow down to the fact that he's a cheapskate and won't spring for a decent hotel room when he's on the road? Is showing a little cut on his forehead supposed to intimidate me? This is his idea of entertainment? You know Jeeves... this is the exact reason why Julian Fiasco was able to take him down, Mike Polowy lacks intelligence. It's always the same boring garbage from him. Never anything insightful, never anything relevant... it's just crap, garbage, and boredom, nothing more, nothing less. The first time I locked up with him, he was nothing more than a garden variety, dime a dozen wrestler... and I see that nothing, at least in terms of his personality, has changed.

Jeeves: Well okay, let's hold on a second though... What about his second promo?

*Stevo scratches his head.*

Stevo: Hmm, I actually fell asleep before I was able to watch it.

Jeeves: Well let's see it then.

Stevo: Very well...

*Stevo hits the play button on the DVD once again and Mike Polowy's second promo hits the air. After about three minutes of watching Polowy bang on a wooden door, Jeeves starts to doze off and Stevo snaps his fingers, which wakes Jeeves.*

Stevo: Jeeves!

Jeeves: Huh, what? Oh... sorry, it's just we've been sitting here for almost five mintues now watching him bang on a wodden door, I was kind of losing interest.

Stevo: I told you it's easy to lose interest.

*The door finally opens and Polowy carefully walks into the office as Stevo and Jeeves watch the image being displayed on the television.*

Stevo: Wow... how edgy, 'breaking' into an unlocked door. Sorry if I nearly die from excitement here Jeeves.

*Jeeves doesn't reply as the image shows Polowy pick up, rewind and then start taping over information that was on a camcorder.*

Stevo: He better not be taping over my match at Redemption against Howie Banks!

Jeeves: Calm down, I'm sure it was nothing important... did you see the way the camcorder was just sitting there... it was almost as if it had been placed there for that exact reason.

*Stevo and Jeeves are both silent as Mike Polowy delivers his speech and the cameras on the television fade to black. Stevo finally rises to his feet, claps his hands together and walks towards the television, turning it off before spinning around to face Jeeves.*

Jeeves: Well, what did you think?

Stevo: I've seen a lot better.

Jeeves: What do you mean?

Stevo: He's just garden variety, there's no doubting it. The stupid one line joke at the beginning, the predictable little, "remember what I'm saying" piece, the casual ribbing about his boss, the pathetic attempt to poke holes in my promo, calling me an old man... it's all old news, it's so cliche. I feel like I warped back to the 1980's.

Jeeves: So there wasn't anything that you found interesting about it?

Stevo: No, I was almost interested for a second there when he said that he'd decided on how he was going to beat me... but then, just like everything else Mike Polowy has ever done, he gave up JUST before that punchline was ever delivered.

Jeeves: What do you mean?

Stevo: Look at it... he says I'm making a mockery of professional wrestling, and he already knows how he is going to beat me... but then he just stops. He doesn't develop it, he doesn't reveal his plan to the world, it just ends. So then, just how is he going to defeat me? How is he going to succeed now against the same man he was embarassed by in Dynasty Wrestling? is he going to show a video of himself brushing his teeth? Is he going to be even more edgey this time and NOT escort an elderly person across the street. It's all watered down crap. You know what I saw when I was watching those Mike Polowy promos, Jeeves?

Jeeves: What's that sir?

Stevo: I saw a scared champion. I saw a man who was scared to push the envelope. I mean this was Polowy's big chance, he knew that everyone and their brother was going to tune in to watch the promos he dropped leading up to this match, and he paniced and he folded. It's one thing to show a glimpse into your personal life as a wrestler, it's another thing to leave a camcorder running as you get out of bed, get dressed and smoke a ciggarette. I mean I'm sitting there the entire time and I'm thinking to myself, "Show me something origional, Mike! Dammit!" This is a man who critizes me for taking a chance, putting on a spectacle of a promotion, but what did he do? He waltzed into the bosses unlocked office, spouted of some drivel about how he's a smart monkey then shut a camcorder off, the entire time with some arrogent smile on his face. That's Polowy's biggest problem though, arrogance. He just projects this image as though he feels that since he's the champ, people have to respect him because of that fact. I mean, he feels like he can just get away with half assing it for his fans, because he's the champ and they have to love him because of it. Well sorry kid, it doesn't work that way. Having a belt is only half of the equation. Sure, wearing gold displays that you are the recognized champion. However, what has Polowy done since winning that belt to ever show that he was deserving of it in the first place? Controversial victories within the sVo during his defenses, interpromotional losses outside the sVo... he won the belt, but he's still not proven that he is a champion, and he will never be able to prove that until he finally decides to think outside the box. I'll give it to him Jeeves... he's figured out how to wrestle inside the ring since the last time we locked horns, congratulations to him for that. Wrestling isn't just about wrist locks, arm drag takedowns and finishing moves though... it's about intelligence, it's about setting your opponent up, it's about heart... things Mike Polowy knows NOTHING of. Polowy wants to sit there and say to the world that he's figured out how he is going to beat me, he wants to say he's develped a gameplan? Well, I'd like to hear it. Come on Mike, tell me how you gameplan against heart, desire and unparalleled passion? How do you beat a man who comes at you with everything he's got, fighting with ten time as much knowledge and experience inside the ring that you could ever hope to have. He's got a gameplan for that? I'd really like to hear it. Will he say it though? No, of course not... because it doesn't exist!

Jeeves: What are you saying, sir?

Stevo: I'm saying Mike Polowy is a damn fraud. He's a con man. Sure, he had the talent to earn the World Champoinship, but after earning it, he got lazy. He rested on his laurals... he expected everything to be handed to him, and when it wasn't, he folded against Julian Fiasco, a man I handedly defeated just a week prior. Mike Polowy is a sham of a champ, and this Sunday night at Showdown, I plan to expose him for the fraud he really is. There might not be gold on the line, but when that bell sounds and my hand is raised high in the air for the victory, the people will know who the REAL champion of the sVo is.

*As Stevo finishes speaking, Jeeves looks down at his watch beore shaking his head.*

Jeeves: Sir, we need to hurry to the hospital before sign up's for visiting hours are over.

Stevo: All right, Jeeves.

*The cameras fade to black as Stevo and Jeeves leave the room.*

ONE HOUR LATER....

*As the cameras come into focus we see Psyko Stevo sitting bedside next to his comatose son, Jamal. There is really no expression on his face as he prays to whoever will hear his words.*

Stevo: Come on kid... you gotta snap out of this. I'm doing the best I can in the ring, and I just need you to keep doing the best you can here. The doctors are doing everything that they can do, but it's going to have to be up to you to get out of this. You need to fight despair with hope, you need to dig down deep and you just have to come towards the light and wake up from this damn sleep you're in. Come on Jamal, you're tough... I know you got it in you. I know how you're feeling... I've had my back up against the wall more times then I care to remember... I've sat in hospital rooms my entire live, hearing doctors tell me things like, "you'll never walk again", or "we're not sure if the surgery will cure the problem"... but every time, I've kept hope alive and it's turned out for the best. Come on kid, I'm keeping hope alive for you, but you need to fight along with me, you need to beat this thing...

*Before Stevo can finish his prayer, we hear a couple of doctors speaking in the hallway.*

Doctor: Can you believe it, another wrestler in a coma.

*Stevo rises to his feet and walks over to the doctors who are speaking.*

Stevo: What did you say?

Doctor: Oh, the guy down the hall...

*The doctor looks at his notepad and then looks up at Stevo.*

Doctor: Names... Jon Page. He was admitted just the other day, he's in a coma just like the boy in that room there.

Stevo: That's my son.

*The doctor looks at Stevo and shrugs his shoulders.*

Doctor: I'm... sorry.

Stevo: Yea, whatever.

*Stevo gently brushes the doctor aside before walking down the hallway towards the room that Jon Page is being treated in. Stevo knocks on the door and once he hears no answer, he opens it and walks inside. The inside of the room looks remarkably similar to young Jamal's hospital room, with the exception of a large bouquet of flowers next to the bedside, and various wrestling phots scattered about the room.*

Stevo: So, it is you...

*Stevo strolls around the room and looks down at a picture of Jon Page dressed up as Sanctioned Violence. In the picture Page looks to be about 215 pounds, much more slender then his current physique.*

Stevo: Ha, I remember those days... so much has changed since I stepped into the ring with you that day when you were dressed as Sanctioned Violence. We've both gotten older, you've stepped away from the ring and into an office... whereas, I've probably gotten even closer to to the ring then I was even back then.

*Stevo sets the photo down as he continues to look down at other photos. There is a photo of Page as a young boy and another of Page when Dynasty Wrestling first opened it's doors. Stevo pays little attention to these photos though before coming to a photo that he holds up and takes a good look at.*

Stevo: Ha, I can't beleive you still got that one...

*Stevo looks down at the frame which is labeled, 'Fully Loaded'. In the center of the picture we see a much bigger Jon Page wearing the XWF Universal Title around his waist, at his right side is Psyko Stevo, looking somewhat simliar (althoug a tad younger) then he currently does. Stevo is wearing the XWF World Heavyweight Championship. To the left of Page is Lee Stone, a man the world knew little of at that time, but would go onto win countless titles after recieving guidance from Stevo and Page.*

Voice: Hah, can you believe it's been all those years?

*Stevo sets the photo down as he spins around to come face to face with... Lee Stone.*

Stevo: Stoner?

Lee: Hey buddy, long time no see.

Stevo: What are you doing here?

Lee: Heard Page was in a coma, thought I'd stop by and pay my respects.

Stevo: What have you been up too?

Lee: Oh, just taking a break from wrestling... I guess you could call it a semi-retirement.

Stevo: Semi-retirement, eh?

Lee: Yea, not all of us can fight into our early seventies like you, haha.

*The two share a laugh as Stevo looks over at Page.*

Stevo: Funny man Stoner... funny man. Look, well I was actually here to see my son, Jamal. So I'm gonna shoot back off down the hall and send out a couple more prayers before visiting hours are over.

*Stevo starts to walk out of the room but immediately stops.*

Lee: Thanks.

*Stevo turns around and looks at Stone, suprised.*

Stevo: Thanks for what?

Lee: You and Page... you guys really helped me along the way, I appreciate it.

Stevo: It's no problem Lee... you earned it.

Lee: No, I mean I was just always this one dimensional, cocky egomaniac... then you and Jon took me under your wing and you showed me that there was more to wrestling then what you do in the ring. That first match we had against each other, it really taught me a lot of things about the business that I had never seen before.

Stevo: It's really no problem Lee, but it's funny you mention that... I'm stepping into the ring this Sunday night against a guy who reminds me a lot of you when you were first getting started, goes by the name of Mike Polowy.

Lee: Never heard of him... if he reminds you of me though, well hell that's one heck of a compliment. He's gotta be pretty good then, right?

*Stevo and Lee both smile and Stevo nods his head.*

Stevo: He's good, he's real good in the ring... but he's still green. He's just recently stepped into some success and it's really going to his head, now I'm booked against him and I find myself in one of these teaching situations that I seem to come across every so often.

Lee: Well, I'm sure you'll take care of business, you always seem to find a way.

Stevo: Yea... yea I suppose I do.

*Stevo takes a step backwards before nodding his head.*

Stevo: Well, it was good seeing you Lee... I need to get going though. Take care of yourself and if Page does wake up, tell him I said hi.

Lee: Will do!

*The cameras fade to black as Stevo walks out of the hospital room and Lee Stone takes a seat on the chair, waiting for the door to close before he can pay his respects.*
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"The Best Around"

sVo Titles:
- Former sVo World Heavyweight Champion (x2)
- Former sVo International Champion (x1)

Awards:
- Wrestler of the Year (2007)
- Feud of the Year (2007 w/ Mike Polowy)

Status:
once again... back in retirement
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