| The Fog; Showdown #1 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 15 2007, 08:35 PM (99 Views) | |
| Psyko Stevo | Dec 15 2007, 08:35 PM Post #1 |
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The Best Around
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*As the cameras come into focus we are presented with an ariel view of the the massive estate of Psyko Stevo. The cameras start to zoom in and soon the basketball court and guest house disappear, the camears zoom further and and next the large garage and outdoor swimming pool disappear, as the image gets more and more defined we are taken to the front door of the estate. The door is thrust open and we see the Psyko One himself, Psyko Stevo, pacing around without any apparant purpose.* Stevo: Ah, what to do today, what to to indeed! *Stevo continues pacing about when all of a sudden a figure appears in the background. The figure quickly sprints down the hallway and before long we can see that it is none other then Jeeves, the trusty butler and best frien of the Psyko One.* Jeeves: What are you still doing here? *Stevo immediately spins around, suprised to see his friend behind him.* Stevo: Huh? Oh... nothing in particular I suppose. Jeeves: Nothing in particular? Stevo, you were supposed to meet Chazz at the gym for a training sessoin an hour ago! Stevo: I didn't really feel like going. *Jeeves is beside himself, never has he seen this type of attitude from his employer* Jeeves: What? First you don't want to eat breakfest, then you don't want to see your nutritionist and now you don't want to train? Well you better start to feel like doing something soon. I don't need to remind you that you have not one, but TWO matches this week. *Stevo starts to yawn out loud.* Stevo: Two matches, three crappy opponents, big deal. *Jeeves jaw nearly drops as he is stunned by his employers lack of interest towards his career.* Jeeves: Stevo, out with it, what has really gotten into you? Are you not feeling well? You never take your opponents lightly going into a match. *Stevos eyebrow raises slowly as he looks at Jeeves.* Stevo: I feel fine Jeeves, I'm in tip top shape as usual. As to what has gotten into me? Nothing, nothing has gotten into me at all. And look, i'm not taking Santos, Indrea or Blayze lightly, I just... it's hard to explain, you wouldn't get it. Jeeves: I-I don't even know what to say right now... I've never seen you act this way. *Stevo holds his hand up in the air, motioning for Jeeves to be silent* Stevo: Then don't say anything Jeeves. *Jeeves remains silent for about five seconds before speaking again.* Jeeves: What about the press conference later this week? Stevo: Cancel it, I don't really feel like giving a press conference. Jeeves: What? But you love your press conferences! *Stevo takes a deep breath.* Stevo: Jeeves, I've been playing this stupid game for as long as I can remember... every week it's the same damn thing. Train, eat right, meet the media, cut elaborate promos destroying my opponents credibility... why do I even bother anymore? Jeeves: Because, you're... "The Best Around"! Stevo: Come on Jeeves, don't even get me started with that. Sure, I've defetaed just about everyone I've ever faced, but there are thousands of wrestlers walking this planet in hundreds of federations that I've never even heard about. There's probably some guy over in Russia right now claiming that he's The Best Around right as I'm saying this to you. There's probably some kid in Japan who is running all over the country defeating everyone under the rising son claiming he's the best. No matter what I do, there will always be someone new to beat Jeeves, don't you get it!? Jeeves: Doesn't that bother you though? Don't you want to continue to fight, continue to prove to the world that no matter how old you get, that no matter how beat down your body becomes... that you can still beat any man walking this planet in the ring? *Stevo lowers his head.* Stevo: I don't know anymore, Jeeves. Some days I wake up and all I want to do is start training for my next match. Other days I look in the mirror and I wonder what I've gotten myself into. I'm approaching my forties, my kid is in a coma, I'm single, my body aches... it just isn't as easy as it was back when I really had something to prove. Jeeves: Then perhaps... it's hopeless. *Stevo starts to walk towards the door, but Jeeves speaks again.* Jeeves: What about your undefeated streak? What about remaining perfect? *Stevo spins around and looks at Jeeves, for a brief moment he almost seems to care.* Stevo: What about it? This isn't a main event match, this is nothing but a match against Santos Rockwell... a man who shouldn't even be fit to lace my boots, let alone step in the ring with me. Jeeves: So you're just going to let him beat you? Stevo: If he's really that hungry, if he really wants it that much, then I suppose he'll beat me. Even if he brings his "A" game though, I doubt he'll have what it takes to defeat me. *Stevo once again turns his back on his best friend and starts to walk away.* Jeeves: You're nothing but a loser. *Stevo shrugs it off and continues down the hall. Suddenly and without warning the door to the mansion is flung open and in walks none other than Chazz McPhearson, Stevo's trusty agent.* Chazz: What the hell? I've been looking all over the place for you, Stevo! Where have you been? *Stevo spins around but remains silent.* Jeeves: He's been sitting in here sulking all day. Chazz: Sulking? Stevo, is this true? Stevo: I guess so? Who cares? Chazz: Who cares? I care! Chazzy cares! *Stevo laughs a half hearted laugh.* Stevo: Ah that's right... I'm sure you care. You've got no other clients to worry about. The world's worst agent, Chazz McPhearson, ladies and gentlemen! *Chazz is hurt by these comments and Jeeves walks over to console him.* Jeeves: Stevo, how dare you say that to Chazz! Chazz is a friend of this estate and he's a friend of yours! Stevo: So? *Chazz picks his head back up and walks towards Stevo, not getting too close.* Chazz: Stevo... don't get caught up in the fog. Stevo: The fog? Chazz: Yea, the fog. It's what happens to many great athletes when they reach your age. Stevo: Go on... *Chazz steps away from Stevo, and starts talking to the entire open room as Jeeves listens on with interest as well.* Chazz: Well, you got into this business because you wanted to give it a try... then you realized it was something you were successful at and you started to get paid for your success. After that, your bank account was filled with enough money to last you a lifetime if you took care of yourself, and your priority shifted to your legacy... it shifted towards your resume, towards championship gold. After awhile though, you got that gold... then you defended it before being knocked off the top of the mountain. Stevo: Right... Chazz: Then your priority shifted towards regaining what you had lost, and you did... every time. Stevo: I'm really not following you here, Chazz. Chazz: Stevo... your entire career, you have had goals to strive for. You have had doubters to prove wrong. You have had obstacles to overcome. Now though... now everything is fogging over... Stevo: Hmm... Chazz: Imagine the life of a pirate back in the old days... Stevo: Pirates are awesome! Chazz: Yes... now imagine a young boy growing up and wanting to become a pirate... there are many obstacles to overcome. He needs to gain strength, he needs to brach out and meet others who share his goals, then he needs to impose his will on those others... the he needs to procure a ship. There are a million obstacles to overcome before your first voyage. Stevo: I see... Chazz: Then you set sail, and nothing will get in your way. You plunder, you loot, you pillage and destroy... taking no prisioners along the way. Eventually though, you are going to cast off from port, and it's going to be foggy, and you are going to lose your way at sea. That is what is happening to you right now. Stevo: So what can I do? Chazz: You need to remember why you came back to this business in the first place. Why did you return to the ring? Why the sVo? Stevo: Well there were a number of resons... to defeat Mike Polowy was the biggest, and I've already accomplished that. Chazz: Come on, there had to have been something else, some other reason you joined up with the roster. Stevo: Well it wasn't money... it wasn't fame... it wasn't prestige... *Stevo and Chazz look at each other and suddenly we hear, "Remember" by Distured. Stevo reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone, flipping it open and motioning to Chazz for a second.* Stevo: Hmm, what is it? WHAT? *A look of concern appears on the face of the Psyko One.* Stevo: Something is happening with Jamal? Okay, I'll be there as quickly as possible! *Stevo hits the END button and shoves the cell phone back into his pocket.* Jeeves: Who was it? Stevo: The doctors at St. Mary's... something has happened with Jamal! *The cameras fade to black as all there men look at each other... without any hesitation, the three immediately bolt toward the door and the scene is over.* |
![]() --- "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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