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| Psyko Stevo | Feb 23 2008, 10:32 PM Post #1 |
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The Best Around
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Susatined greatness is predicated upon desire You have to want to be great, it won't just fall into your lap My entire career has been a struggle A struggle to achieve greatness This Sunday night the struggle will pay off I have that opportunity Everything I've worked for Everything I've struggled for It all comes to fruition this Sunday night I'll do WHATEVER IT TAKES to sustain the greatness I've created - The Words of the Psyko One --- *As the cameras come into focus we see a mirror. Moments later we hear footsteps and we see a very familiar face looking into the mirror. It is the face of the co-number one contender for the sVo World Heavyweight Championship, it is the face of Psyko Stevo.* Stevo: All right... *Stevo extends his hand and the mirror disappears and we see a large medicine cabinet. Stevo starts to shuffle through some of the bottles until we finally hear a deep sigh as he settles on an unmarked bottle. Stevo returns the mirror to it's rightful position and we see his face, but he is not wearing the look of an eventual champion, he is wearing a frown.* Stevo: I can't do this anymore... I really can't. *Stevo opens the pill bottle and looks down at it with disgust. Suddenly and without warning, we hear a knocking noise from the outside of the bathroom. We then hear the very familiar voice of Stevo's best friend and head butler, Jeeves.* Jeeves: Stevo? You in there? Stevo: Yea, you can come in Jeeves... just taking my medication. *The door is quickly opening and Jeeves walks in with a smile on his face.* Jeeves: All right Stevo, this is it! This is the week we've been waiting for! We're a mere seven days away from the biggest night of your career! *Stevo looks at Jeeves and shrugs his shoulders before looking back at the bottle of pills and nodding his head. There is an awkward silence which Jeeves breaks after a couple of seconds.* Jeeves: What gives Stevo? You really haven't seemed yourself the last couple weeks. You've been dropping matches left and right, you haven't been playing catch with Jamal, you've missed training sessions with Raul down at the gym... what's happening to you? You're on the precipse of something huge and it doesn't even seem like you want any part of it. Stevo: I don't know what to say, I just haven't really been able to focus Jeeves. *Stevo shakes the pill bottle around a bit before taking two out and placing them on the counter top.* Jeeves: Haven't been able to focus? Stevo, you've never had that problem in the past! This is very discouraging, we need to get you some help! *Stevo reaches off to his right and pulls out a paper cup that is hanging from a dispenser. He fills it with water before turning to Jeeves in a very non-chalant manner.* Stevo: I have been getting some help... I started seeing a shrink a couple weeks ago. Jeeves: What? Who? Stevo: Dr. Killborn, Kate Killborn. Jeeves: You never told me about this. *Stevo sets the cup of water down and turns his attention towards Jeeves for the first time since he arrived in the room.* Stevo: You don't need to know everything Jeeves. If you really want the scoop though... I started to see her after I lost that match against Alex Ross. I don't know, I just felt like I had that match won, everything felt so right and then it all imploded and I ended up getting pinned. I was having trouble sleeping... I couldn't stop focusing on the loss, it was eating away at my very being. I just... I needed some release from all of it, so I saww Dr. Killborn and she's been helping me out. There, are you happy? Now please leave. *Stevo reaches down and picks up the glass of water and then picks up the pills. He starts to put the pills to his mouth and suddenly something clicks inside Jeeves, who lunges forward, spilling the water and knocking the pills across the bathroom floor. Stevo turns towards Jeeves, an angry look on his face.* Stevo: What the hell did you do that for? Jeeves: Let me see that bottle of pills. *Jeeves picks up the bottle and looks at it and his eyebrow raises up.* Jeeves: There's no label on this bottle. Stevo: It's called Nydroxil, it's a new drug that is supposed to take the edge off. Supposidly there's going to be a big launch and a ton of commercials about it coming up shortly. Jeeves: You're testing out drugs that are not approved by the FDA? Stevo, that is very dangerous! Stevo: Relax Jeeves, it's cool. Dr. Killborn assured me that there was nothing in there that would get me kicked out of the sVo for performance enhancers... plus it's on it's final testing phase, everything is gonna be cool. *Jeeves has a very concerned look on his face at this time, but Stevo appears unphased. As a matter of fact, there is a very glassy look over his eyes, it's almost as though he's not even there.* Jeeves: Stevo, I want you to hold off on taking this medication until I talk to Dr. Killborn myself. Please, stop taking these pills until I find out the whole story, okay? Stevo: Jeeves, I'm supposed to take them twice a day, twelve hours apart. Now please leave the bathroom so I can take my medication. Jeeves: Or what? *Stevo's jaw drops as his old butler appears to be questioning his authority.* Stevo: Just leave Jeeves. Jeeves: Or what? *Jeeves extends his hand and pushes his employer. Rather then push back, Stevo just stumbles a couple steps before looking up at Jeeves with the look of a child.* Stevo: Wh-why are you doing this to me!? Stop it! Jeeves: Look at what this medication is doing to you! This is why you lost to Cody Williams, this is why you got your ass handed to you by Kelly Flawless... *Suddenly the look on Stevo's face changes and he lashes out at his best friend with rage.* Stevo: You know nothing about Nydroxil! Stop it! Dr. Killborn prescribed it for me because it helps me to relax, it helps me to sleep! Jeeves: Maybe you can sleep... but don't you even care about what it's doing to your career? *Stevo licks his lips as he calms down. Eventually he takes a deep breath and looks Jeeves in the eye, but then looks away as he speaks, instead focusing on the wall behind his butler.* Stevo: It's not the medications fault that I lost to Cody or Kelly... that's my fault. I'm just too old for this game, we both know it Jeeves. I might as well cash out one last huge paycheck against Polowy and Johnny All Star and then just pack it all up and retire. Jeeves: What!? Give up now? Have you gone mad? Stevo, I want you to pick up your cell phone and I want you to call Dr. Killborn right now... then I want you to hand me the phone so I can get to the bottom of this. *Stevo shrugs his shoulders and for a second looks as though he is about to resist. Apathy then takes control of the situation though as Stevo reaches into his right pocket and pulls out his cell phone, clicking a few buttons before passing the phone over to Jeeves.* Jeeves: Thank you... Dr. Killborn please. *Jeeves grabs the bottle of pills from the counter and puts it in his coat pocket before we hear a voice on the other end of the line.* Voice: Hello, this is Dr. Kate Killborn. Jeeves: Dr. Killborn, this is Jeeves... I'm Stevo's butler. Dr. Killborn: Stevo? Jeeves: One of your patients... he's a professional wrestler, I suppose his official name of record is Steven Ro... Dr. Killborn: Oh yes, Steven. Is he okay? How is the medication prescribed him working? Is he able to sleep properly at night? Jeeves: Well he's able to get to sleep, but it's really taking a toll on him. Dr. Killborn, are there any side effects to Nydroxil that we should be on the lookout for? Dr. Killborn: Well... increased appetite, lack of focus, lack of desire, constipation and in some rare cases it's known to lead to heart failure. Jeeves: Heart failure? Dr. Killborn: That's only for rare cases. Jeeves: Why would you prescribe such a powerful drug to a man who just needed some sleeping pills to cope with a loss in his career? Dr. Killborn: Look here Mr.... Jeeves. I'm a trained professional and in my professional opinion, Steven is suffering from severe depression. He could barely even contain his sadness when he came into my office a couple weeks ago, he was positively sad! Jeeves: You do know that there is a difference between clinical depression and sadness, don't you? Dr. Killborn: Of course. It was in my professional opinion, based on our one session, that Steven needed immediate medical attention. Jeeves: Dr. Killborn... how is it possible for someone to be diagnosed with clinical depression after one session? Dr. Killborn: I have a method, I don't need to explain it to you. *Jeeves takes a deep breath before shaking his head in disbelief.* Jeeves: You do realize that Stevo's entire career is predicated upon his ability to harness incredible amounts of energy and determination... why did you prescribe him with medication that you knew would turn him into a zombie? His name is PSYKO Stevo for a reason, it's not Sane Stevo, that would make no sense at all! *There is silence on the other end of the line.* Jeeves: How hard was it to sell out to the drug companies? Dr. Killborn: Excuse me!? Jeeves: How much did they pay you to diagnose anyone and everyone who stepped into your office expressing sadness with this medication? Dr. Killborn: This is ridiculous, I don't have to explain myself to you! Jeeves: It might be easier for Stevo to sleep at night... but at what cost? You know what, let me ask you a question Kate, how do YOU sleep at night? Dr. Killborn: This conversation is over! *Jeeves shakes his head in frustation as the call is disconnected. He then places the cell phone on the bathroom countertop and looks down at the floor, where we see Stevo looking for the pills which were knocked from his hand earlier.* Jeeves: Give it a rest Stevo... you're not taking this medication anymore. Stevo: Where did they go? I'm supposed to take these pills every twelve hours... if I don't, I'll go back to being sick and I won't be able to sleep! Jeeves: You're not sick Stevo... and you're not depressed. You went to a bad doctor with an agenda to become rich by pushing these pills to the masses, we need to get you off this medication immediately. Stevo: No! Dr. Killborn said that I would be prone to fits of rage, unpredictibility and psychotic episodes if I were to immediately stop taking the medicine! *A sly smile creeps over the face of Jeeves as he hears these words from his employer.* Jeeves: Rage... unpredictibility... sounds like the old Stevo, the World Champion Stevo... Stevo: No! Jeeves: Come on Stevo, it's time for you to take a nap... everything's gonna be better in the morning, and come Sunday night, Mike Polowy and Johnny All Star aren't going to know what hit em. *Jeeves takes a few steps before crushing the two pills which are now reduced to powder. Stevo looks on and begins to cry as Jeeves helps him to his feet and escort him out of the bathroom as the cameras fade to black.* |
![]() --- "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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