Post by Jman2k3 on Nov 21, 2017 6:18:27 GMT
XTV CHAMPIONSHIP
XTREME ROULETTE
“Have you heard about the Lonesome Loser?
Beaten by the Queen of Hearts every time.
Have you heard about the Lonesome Loser?
He’s a loser but he still keeps on trying.”
The sounds of “Lonesome Loser” by Little River Band can be heard in the loading area of the T-Mobile Arena.
VASSA: “What is this crap?”
JOHNSON: “I love that song!”
The music echoes throughout the hollow area, bouncing off the walls. Walking into the picture, Issac Solo carries the XTV Championship over his shoulder, curious to find out exactly where the music is coming from.
VASSA: “This tune sounds familiar.”
JOHNSON: “It makes me think of someone but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
As Solo stands in the middle of the loading area, a sound nearby catches his attention. Turning his attention to a large recycling waste can, Issac slowly walks over to his, even more curious than before. Stopping right in front of it, plastic bottles erupt into the air as a body pops out from the trash, that person is no other than Scott Stevens.
STEVENS: “Captain Planet to the rescue!”
Grabbing Issac’s head with both hands, Stevens slams him face down onto side of the container.
DDOONNGG!!!
Stumbling backwards, Issac drops the championship to the floor before tripping over his own feet and falling back first to the pavement.
VASSA: “It’s Scott Stevens! I knew that song sounded familiar!”
JOHNSON: “What is he doing hiding in a recycling container?”
VASSA: “He probably wasn’t hiding! I’d bet he was looking for some cans to sell.”
JOHNSON: “Really?”
VASSA: “Of course not! We all know Scott Stevens cares about the environment and is a huge advocate for recycling!”
Climbing out of the recyclables, Stevens then picks up the XTV Championship and begins striking Issac with it over and over. Smashing his face with the metal face of the belt, Stevens hums the song to the cartoon, Captain Planet. With Issac in a daze, Stevens then pulls him up from the floor and drops the championship right at their feet. Locking onto Issac’s head, Stevens then drops him face first onto the championship with a cutter.
VASSA: “DAMN!!!”
JOHNSON: “It’s the Toxic Sting!”
VASSA: “Now how the fuck do you know that?!”
Covering Issac for the pin, the nearby official following the champ rushes over to make the count.
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
THREE!!!
VASSA: “Stevens has done it! Scott Stevens has won the 4CW XTV Championship.”
Standing to his feet, Stevens lifts up the championship from the floor and out of nowhere…
THWACK!!!
From behind, Kaiden Hawke hits Stevens across the back of the neck with a baton. Dropping down to one knee, Stevens manages to stay up but the championship falls to the floor. Drawing back with the baton in hand, Hawke then swings it again, this time hitting Stevens directly in the back of the head.
THWACK!!!
Falling face first to the floor, Stevens is out cold. After rolling Stevens over to his back, Hawke then makes the cover as the official drops back down for the count.
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
THREE!!!
VASSA: “In less than a minute we have yet another new XTV Champion!”
JOHNSON: “Whoever holds that championship becomes a target and from the looks of things, quite a few people want to leave here tonight the XTV Champion.”
XTREME ROULETTE
“Have you heard about the Lonesome Loser?
Beaten by the Queen of Hearts every time.
Have you heard about the Lonesome Loser?
He’s a loser but he still keeps on trying.”
The sounds of “Lonesome Loser” by Little River Band can be heard in the loading area of the T-Mobile Arena.
VASSA: “What is this crap?”
JOHNSON: “I love that song!”
The music echoes throughout the hollow area, bouncing off the walls. Walking into the picture, Issac Solo carries the XTV Championship over his shoulder, curious to find out exactly where the music is coming from.
VASSA: “This tune sounds familiar.”
JOHNSON: “It makes me think of someone but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
As Solo stands in the middle of the loading area, a sound nearby catches his attention. Turning his attention to a large recycling waste can, Issac slowly walks over to his, even more curious than before. Stopping right in front of it, plastic bottles erupt into the air as a body pops out from the trash, that person is no other than Scott Stevens.
STEVENS: “Captain Planet to the rescue!”
Grabbing Issac’s head with both hands, Stevens slams him face down onto side of the container.
DDOONNGG!!!
Stumbling backwards, Issac drops the championship to the floor before tripping over his own feet and falling back first to the pavement.
VASSA: “It’s Scott Stevens! I knew that song sounded familiar!”
JOHNSON: “What is he doing hiding in a recycling container?”
VASSA: “He probably wasn’t hiding! I’d bet he was looking for some cans to sell.”
JOHNSON: “Really?”
VASSA: “Of course not! We all know Scott Stevens cares about the environment and is a huge advocate for recycling!”
Climbing out of the recyclables, Stevens then picks up the XTV Championship and begins striking Issac with it over and over. Smashing his face with the metal face of the belt, Stevens hums the song to the cartoon, Captain Planet. With Issac in a daze, Stevens then pulls him up from the floor and drops the championship right at their feet. Locking onto Issac’s head, Stevens then drops him face first onto the championship with a cutter.
VASSA: “DAMN!!!”
JOHNSON: “It’s the Toxic Sting!”
VASSA: “Now how the fuck do you know that?!”
Covering Issac for the pin, the nearby official following the champ rushes over to make the count.
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
THREE!!!
VASSA: “Stevens has done it! Scott Stevens has won the 4CW XTV Championship.”
Standing to his feet, Stevens lifts up the championship from the floor and out of nowhere…
THWACK!!!
From behind, Kaiden Hawke hits Stevens across the back of the neck with a baton. Dropping down to one knee, Stevens manages to stay up but the championship falls to the floor. Drawing back with the baton in hand, Hawke then swings it again, this time hitting Stevens directly in the back of the head.
THWACK!!!
Falling face first to the floor, Stevens is out cold. After rolling Stevens over to his back, Hawke then makes the cover as the official drops back down for the count.
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
THREE!!!
VASSA: “In less than a minute we have yet another new XTV Champion!”
JOHNSON: “Whoever holds that championship becomes a target and from the looks of things, quite a few people want to leave here tonight the XTV Champion.”