Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 1, 2018 5:36:43 GMT
We cut back to ringside where “The Scorpion” by Megadeath is greeting us via the sound system. The crowd give mixed receptions but not much of a reaction as Scott Steven’s enters the top of the ramp.
Joe Hoffman: And we’re kicking on folks with our next match of the evening. As you can see The Scorpion Scott Stevens is making his way down to the ring to take on newcomer Justin Carnate.
Benny Newell: He’s not getting much of a reception is he? Few boo’s, few cheers? It’s almost like no-body gives a fuck..
Joe Hoffman: I don’t think that’s the case Benny. Stevens is a very popular figure and a hugely successful wrestler. I think he’s just lost his identity of late, and the fans don’t quite know how to respond to him.
Bryan McVay: Making his way to the ring from the great state of TEXAS. He stands at 6’1 weighing in at a precise 256lbs…he is three time Icon and former LSD champion..THE SCORPION…SCOTT…STEVENS!!!
As Stevens passes the fans he stops as he notices one of them holding a huge floppy sign and trying desperately to grab his attention with it. The sign reads:
‘CONTROL-V’
Stevens just shakes it off and ducks under the ring ropes, testing them out and staying focussed as he waits for his opponent to arrive. He doesn’t have long to wait as his music fades to be replaced by the sound of “Back in the Saddle” by Aerosmith. Carnate emerges from the back. He stands on the stage and looks out over all the fans. He presses two fingers from his mouth, as if he were drawing back on a cigarette and as the music hits it's first crescendo he raises those fingers from his lips and blows out a plumage of smoke. The fans let out of roar of cheers.
Joe Hoffman: Speaking of identities..here comes Justin Carnate!
Benny Newell: Who? Oh wait. I recognise that lanky streak of piss. Wasn’t he calling himself Justin Voss or some shit last week?
Joe Hoffman: That he was, Benny. That he was. Apparently his name change is all down to him finding some inner confidence from within himself. He says he is the incarnate of himself. The INCARNATE of his family. HE..is Justin Carnate!
Bryan McVay: And his opponent…hailing from Baton Rouge LA, by way of Melbourne Australia and standing at an impressive 6’6 whilst tipping the scales at 291lbs..he is the Incarnate of himself…the incarnate of his family…JUST…CARRRRNATE!!!
Benny Newell: HEY!! Bryan McVay just COPIED what you said!
Joe Hoffman: Great minds think alike Benny. But what about this new kid, huh? Big win last week against Mamba. Can he do it again against a seasoned veteran here in HOW?
Benny Newell: It’s a bit of a step up, sure. And I have nothing to add to that…where’s my drink?
Carnate is in the ring after pandering to his fans and is locked on to the Scorpion. The music dies down and Joe Hortega does a few quick checks before calling for the bell.
DING DING
Stevens and Carnate begin to circle one another but Steven’s suddenly stops, looking confused as the fans begin to chant..
Fans: JUST-IN CAR-NATE *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* JUST-IN CAR-NATE
Justin raises his arm and gets a pop from the crowd as he acknowledges, but Stevens, fuelled with bitterness strikes him from the blind side. The crowd roar immensely as the former Icon champion pummels him with right hands but he suddenly finds himself being gripped by the big man before being sent sprawling across the ring onto his ass. The crowd cheer to Steven’s dismay.
Joe Hoffman: A lot of love the new guy already. You get their attention and you’re on to a winner.
Benny Newell: Baby-faced pussies don’t do well here, Joe. You know that..
Steven’s dusts himself off and comes charging at Carnate, who side steps and causes the Scorpion to meet the corner turnbuckle. Carnate turns him around and begins laying the boots into his mid section. He pulls him free and whips him to the opposite corner, following all the way and sandwiching Steven’s against the post. With Stevens winded, he pulls him forward a little before lifting him sideways and executing a fall away slam. The crowd give another pop and count along in Spanish..
UNO
DOS
TRE-OHHH!!
Steven’s managed to kick a leg out.
Joe Hoffman: Well we thought Stevens might show his veteran stripes here in the early beginnings and perhaps even control the pace of the match. But so far we have the exact opposite and Carnate doesn’t seem intimidated in the slightest.
Benny Newell: Why should he? He’s built like a brick shit house!
Stevens begins to get back to his feet and Carnate helps him up, snapping his head back with a ruthless European uppercut which sends Stevens staggering back into the corner. There, he charges at him but has to stop himself as Stevens ducks out of the ring, escaping the dangers. The crowd Jeer and boo Steven’s for this, whilst he gains some much needed breathing room.
Benny Newell: Did Stevens just use his brain?
Joe Hoffman: The fans may not like it, but Steven’s needed SOMETHING to regain some composure.
UNO
DOS
TRES
Bored of waiting, Carnate again earns himself some praise from the crowd as he slides out of the ring. Steven’s see’s him and begins to run. Carnate gives chase, right around the ring and Stevens slides back in. As Carnate follows he’s met by a huge knee drop across the back of he head whilst Steven’s is met by a chorus of boo’s and ‘you suck.’
Benny Newell: Fair do’s Steven’s. Fair do’s..
Steven’s mercilessly stomps on Carnates head, sensing a switch in momentum. Stevens then rags the big man up to his feet and throws him across the ring with a Belly to Belly suplex. Steven’s looks almost blown up from having to lift that much weight but never the less, manages to scramble on top..
UNO.
DOS
KICKOUT.
Joe Hoffman: Beautiful Belly to Belly by Stevens.
Benny Newell: Yeah, looks a lot crisper since he trained under Sektor, don’t you think?
Joe Hoffman: That’s a good point, Benny. I must say, Steven’s all round technical ability seems to have improved in his short tenure with Sektor. Shame, for him, that it had to end so soon.
Joe Hoffman: Dead weight of Sektor’s shoulders, is all I’m sayin..
Steven’s had Carnate on his knee’s, locked into a variation of a cross-face chicken-wing. Carnate bares his teeth as he feels his shoulder and neck being stretched, but manages to get to his feet to relieve some of the pressure. Steven’s is now on his tip-toes to try and keep the pressure as high as possible. Suddenly, using the arm locked up, he manages to lift Steven’s up and over with the most ridiculous of make-shift take overs. Steven’s looks stunned with shock as he turns but that look is soon extinguished by a big boot to the mush!
Joe Hoffman: WOW!!! DID YOU SEE THAT BENNY? CARNATE JUST THREW STEVENS WITH ONE ARM!!
Benny Newell: Yeah, alright Joe, don’t shit yourself..
The crowd are right behind Carnate now, willing him to put Stevens to bed and get the early win under his belt. He throws a limp arm across his beck and gestures to the crowd before hoisting Stevens into the air vertically. He holds him in a vertical suplex for what seems like an eternity, even using one arm for a while.
Joe Hoffman: The strength of this guy is, impressive. Just…Impressive..
Benny Newell: Your not pitching a tent over there are you Hoff-Man?
Joe Hoffman: Don’t be ridiculous Benny!
Finally, Carnate begins to turn around on the spot before letting Steven’s fall behind him and land in a STUNNER!
Joe Hoffman: He calls that the vDRIVER I, which was the first finishing move he used at the beginning of his career. This could well be over!
Carnate pins, hooking a limp leg and looking up at the crowd confidently.
UNO
DOS
TRES
Joe Hoffman: WOAH! I can’t believe it. HOW DID STEVENS KICK OUT OF THAT?
Benny Newell: He sneezed?
Carnate can’t believe it. The look on his face tells the story of a man who thought he had the match won. He doesn’t let it distract him belong though, going right back on the offensive by dragging Steven’s limp body to his feet. Steven’s is bent over, poised and perfectly ready for another big move.
Joe Hoffman: Well if version one didn’t work. Perhaps the new version will..
Before he has time to pull him into a pile driver position, Steven’s grabs his ring attire and falls backwards, propelling him head first into the corner ring post. Steven’s takes a bit of time to gather his breath and for the birds to stop dancing around his head as he stumbles around the ring, finally finding some ropes to cling onto.
Joe Hoffman: Steven’s may have just gotten himself out of trouble. He was on the verge of losing and knows it.
Stevens keeps a wary eye on Carnate, who hasn’t move from the corner. He bides his time, giving himself as much room to recover as possible. The moment Carnate begins to move he stands up straight, stalking the newcomer and preparing himself to turn the tide on the match.
Joe Hoffman: Ohhhh Steven’s has fire in his eyes.
Benny Newell: I think that’s concussion..
Carnate pulls himself to his feet, shaking off the cobwebs and not hearing the warnings from the crowd. He turns and is too late to react as Stevens knocks him down with a strong lariat. Stevens clings to the ropes as the momentum almost throws him into them. He scowls at the crowd who boo him, for no reason other than the fact that their rooting for Carnate. He turns, looking at Carnate with loathing eyes. Carnate, showing incredible grit and determination, struggles back to his feet. Stevens grabs him from behind, taking him down with a diving reverse DDT!
Joe Hoffman: Scorpion Death Drop! Steven’s has this in the bag now. One more big move and this match is OVER!
Benny Newell: You know, Joe? I think you’re right. Who’d have thunk it?
Steven’s imitates slitting his own throat as he stands over the fallen man, grabbing him by either side of his head and bringing him up to a standing position. He goads him as he staggers, out on his feet before kicking him abruptly in the gut. He then turns and reaches behind for his head..
Joe Hoffman: He’s going for the Toxic sting…but, wait, what’s he doing?
Steven’s decides not to go for the move, pushing Carnate down like a piece of trash and smirking.
Joe Hoffman: What’s he doing? He has the match won!!
Steven’s brings Carnate back to his feet and tosses an arm around his own neck, setting him up for a vertical suplex. He then hoists him up, his face beetroot in color as he struggles to hold his weight.
Joe Hoffman: What? He’s going for Carnates own move. The vDriver 1!!
The weight becomes too much for Steven’s to handle and he botches it, causing Carnate to fall awkwardly behind him. He catches his breath but Carnate is awake and twisting him around. Helacious kick to the gut before planting the Scorpion between his legs and lifting him up, pile driver style. Cradling he drops Steven’s right on his head and makes the cover, much to the delight of the crowd.
UNO
DOS
TRES!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Joe Hoffman: I can’t believe it! Carnate’s done it!!
Bryan McVay: Your winner of the match..in 8 minutes and 27 seconds…JUSTIN…CARRRRRRNATE!!!
Carnate celebrates, holding the side of his head with one hand and raising the other to the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Steven’s made a serious technical error tonight. He had the match won, ready to hit the Toxic Sting and instead decided to try an humiliate Carnate with his own move by stealing it.
Benny Newell: It’s almost like he tried to Copy and Paste it Joe…
Joe Hoffman: I think the kids are calling that Control V these days. No matter the fashion though, take nothing away from Carnate tonight who not only looked INCREDIBLE…but pulled off a HUGE win over a proven talent..Scott Stevens.
We quickly see a final shot of Carnate heading back up the ramp and celebrating with a split screen of Steven’s holding his head on the canvas and pounding it with frustration with his fist. It then cuts backstage.
Joe Hoffman: And we’re kicking on folks with our next match of the evening. As you can see The Scorpion Scott Stevens is making his way down to the ring to take on newcomer Justin Carnate.
Benny Newell: He’s not getting much of a reception is he? Few boo’s, few cheers? It’s almost like no-body gives a fuck..
Joe Hoffman: I don’t think that’s the case Benny. Stevens is a very popular figure and a hugely successful wrestler. I think he’s just lost his identity of late, and the fans don’t quite know how to respond to him.
Bryan McVay: Making his way to the ring from the great state of TEXAS. He stands at 6’1 weighing in at a precise 256lbs…he is three time Icon and former LSD champion..THE SCORPION…SCOTT…STEVENS!!!
As Stevens passes the fans he stops as he notices one of them holding a huge floppy sign and trying desperately to grab his attention with it. The sign reads:
‘CONTROL-V’
Stevens just shakes it off and ducks under the ring ropes, testing them out and staying focussed as he waits for his opponent to arrive. He doesn’t have long to wait as his music fades to be replaced by the sound of “Back in the Saddle” by Aerosmith. Carnate emerges from the back. He stands on the stage and looks out over all the fans. He presses two fingers from his mouth, as if he were drawing back on a cigarette and as the music hits it's first crescendo he raises those fingers from his lips and blows out a plumage of smoke. The fans let out of roar of cheers.
Joe Hoffman: Speaking of identities..here comes Justin Carnate!
Benny Newell: Who? Oh wait. I recognise that lanky streak of piss. Wasn’t he calling himself Justin Voss or some shit last week?
Joe Hoffman: That he was, Benny. That he was. Apparently his name change is all down to him finding some inner confidence from within himself. He says he is the incarnate of himself. The INCARNATE of his family. HE..is Justin Carnate!
Bryan McVay: And his opponent…hailing from Baton Rouge LA, by way of Melbourne Australia and standing at an impressive 6’6 whilst tipping the scales at 291lbs..he is the Incarnate of himself…the incarnate of his family…JUST…CARRRRNATE!!!
Benny Newell: HEY!! Bryan McVay just COPIED what you said!
Joe Hoffman: Great minds think alike Benny. But what about this new kid, huh? Big win last week against Mamba. Can he do it again against a seasoned veteran here in HOW?
Benny Newell: It’s a bit of a step up, sure. And I have nothing to add to that…where’s my drink?
Carnate is in the ring after pandering to his fans and is locked on to the Scorpion. The music dies down and Joe Hortega does a few quick checks before calling for the bell.
DING DING
Stevens and Carnate begin to circle one another but Steven’s suddenly stops, looking confused as the fans begin to chant..
Fans: JUST-IN CAR-NATE *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* JUST-IN CAR-NATE
Justin raises his arm and gets a pop from the crowd as he acknowledges, but Stevens, fuelled with bitterness strikes him from the blind side. The crowd roar immensely as the former Icon champion pummels him with right hands but he suddenly finds himself being gripped by the big man before being sent sprawling across the ring onto his ass. The crowd cheer to Steven’s dismay.
Joe Hoffman: A lot of love the new guy already. You get their attention and you’re on to a winner.
Benny Newell: Baby-faced pussies don’t do well here, Joe. You know that..
Steven’s dusts himself off and comes charging at Carnate, who side steps and causes the Scorpion to meet the corner turnbuckle. Carnate turns him around and begins laying the boots into his mid section. He pulls him free and whips him to the opposite corner, following all the way and sandwiching Steven’s against the post. With Stevens winded, he pulls him forward a little before lifting him sideways and executing a fall away slam. The crowd give another pop and count along in Spanish..
UNO
DOS
TRE-OHHH!!
Steven’s managed to kick a leg out.
Joe Hoffman: Well we thought Stevens might show his veteran stripes here in the early beginnings and perhaps even control the pace of the match. But so far we have the exact opposite and Carnate doesn’t seem intimidated in the slightest.
Benny Newell: Why should he? He’s built like a brick shit house!
Stevens begins to get back to his feet and Carnate helps him up, snapping his head back with a ruthless European uppercut which sends Stevens staggering back into the corner. There, he charges at him but has to stop himself as Stevens ducks out of the ring, escaping the dangers. The crowd Jeer and boo Steven’s for this, whilst he gains some much needed breathing room.
Benny Newell: Did Stevens just use his brain?
Joe Hoffman: The fans may not like it, but Steven’s needed SOMETHING to regain some composure.
UNO
DOS
TRES
Bored of waiting, Carnate again earns himself some praise from the crowd as he slides out of the ring. Steven’s see’s him and begins to run. Carnate gives chase, right around the ring and Stevens slides back in. As Carnate follows he’s met by a huge knee drop across the back of he head whilst Steven’s is met by a chorus of boo’s and ‘you suck.’
Benny Newell: Fair do’s Steven’s. Fair do’s..
Steven’s mercilessly stomps on Carnates head, sensing a switch in momentum. Stevens then rags the big man up to his feet and throws him across the ring with a Belly to Belly suplex. Steven’s looks almost blown up from having to lift that much weight but never the less, manages to scramble on top..
UNO.
DOS
KICKOUT.
Joe Hoffman: Beautiful Belly to Belly by Stevens.
Benny Newell: Yeah, looks a lot crisper since he trained under Sektor, don’t you think?
Joe Hoffman: That’s a good point, Benny. I must say, Steven’s all round technical ability seems to have improved in his short tenure with Sektor. Shame, for him, that it had to end so soon.
Joe Hoffman: Dead weight of Sektor’s shoulders, is all I’m sayin..
Steven’s had Carnate on his knee’s, locked into a variation of a cross-face chicken-wing. Carnate bares his teeth as he feels his shoulder and neck being stretched, but manages to get to his feet to relieve some of the pressure. Steven’s is now on his tip-toes to try and keep the pressure as high as possible. Suddenly, using the arm locked up, he manages to lift Steven’s up and over with the most ridiculous of make-shift take overs. Steven’s looks stunned with shock as he turns but that look is soon extinguished by a big boot to the mush!
Joe Hoffman: WOW!!! DID YOU SEE THAT BENNY? CARNATE JUST THREW STEVENS WITH ONE ARM!!
Benny Newell: Yeah, alright Joe, don’t shit yourself..
The crowd are right behind Carnate now, willing him to put Stevens to bed and get the early win under his belt. He throws a limp arm across his beck and gestures to the crowd before hoisting Stevens into the air vertically. He holds him in a vertical suplex for what seems like an eternity, even using one arm for a while.
Joe Hoffman: The strength of this guy is, impressive. Just…Impressive..
Benny Newell: Your not pitching a tent over there are you Hoff-Man?
Joe Hoffman: Don’t be ridiculous Benny!
Finally, Carnate begins to turn around on the spot before letting Steven’s fall behind him and land in a STUNNER!
Joe Hoffman: He calls that the vDRIVER I, which was the first finishing move he used at the beginning of his career. This could well be over!
Carnate pins, hooking a limp leg and looking up at the crowd confidently.
UNO
DOS
TRES
Joe Hoffman: WOAH! I can’t believe it. HOW DID STEVENS KICK OUT OF THAT?
Benny Newell: He sneezed?
Carnate can’t believe it. The look on his face tells the story of a man who thought he had the match won. He doesn’t let it distract him belong though, going right back on the offensive by dragging Steven’s limp body to his feet. Steven’s is bent over, poised and perfectly ready for another big move.
Joe Hoffman: Well if version one didn’t work. Perhaps the new version will..
Before he has time to pull him into a pile driver position, Steven’s grabs his ring attire and falls backwards, propelling him head first into the corner ring post. Steven’s takes a bit of time to gather his breath and for the birds to stop dancing around his head as he stumbles around the ring, finally finding some ropes to cling onto.
Joe Hoffman: Steven’s may have just gotten himself out of trouble. He was on the verge of losing and knows it.
Stevens keeps a wary eye on Carnate, who hasn’t move from the corner. He bides his time, giving himself as much room to recover as possible. The moment Carnate begins to move he stands up straight, stalking the newcomer and preparing himself to turn the tide on the match.
Joe Hoffman: Ohhhh Steven’s has fire in his eyes.
Benny Newell: I think that’s concussion..
Carnate pulls himself to his feet, shaking off the cobwebs and not hearing the warnings from the crowd. He turns and is too late to react as Stevens knocks him down with a strong lariat. Stevens clings to the ropes as the momentum almost throws him into them. He scowls at the crowd who boo him, for no reason other than the fact that their rooting for Carnate. He turns, looking at Carnate with loathing eyes. Carnate, showing incredible grit and determination, struggles back to his feet. Stevens grabs him from behind, taking him down with a diving reverse DDT!
Joe Hoffman: Scorpion Death Drop! Steven’s has this in the bag now. One more big move and this match is OVER!
Benny Newell: You know, Joe? I think you’re right. Who’d have thunk it?
Steven’s imitates slitting his own throat as he stands over the fallen man, grabbing him by either side of his head and bringing him up to a standing position. He goads him as he staggers, out on his feet before kicking him abruptly in the gut. He then turns and reaches behind for his head..
Joe Hoffman: He’s going for the Toxic sting…but, wait, what’s he doing?
Steven’s decides not to go for the move, pushing Carnate down like a piece of trash and smirking.
Joe Hoffman: What’s he doing? He has the match won!!
Steven’s brings Carnate back to his feet and tosses an arm around his own neck, setting him up for a vertical suplex. He then hoists him up, his face beetroot in color as he struggles to hold his weight.
Joe Hoffman: What? He’s going for Carnates own move. The vDriver 1!!
The weight becomes too much for Steven’s to handle and he botches it, causing Carnate to fall awkwardly behind him. He catches his breath but Carnate is awake and twisting him around. Helacious kick to the gut before planting the Scorpion between his legs and lifting him up, pile driver style. Cradling he drops Steven’s right on his head and makes the cover, much to the delight of the crowd.
UNO
DOS
TRES!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Joe Hoffman: I can’t believe it! Carnate’s done it!!
Bryan McVay: Your winner of the match..in 8 minutes and 27 seconds…JUSTIN…CARRRRRRNATE!!!
Carnate celebrates, holding the side of his head with one hand and raising the other to the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Steven’s made a serious technical error tonight. He had the match won, ready to hit the Toxic Sting and instead decided to try an humiliate Carnate with his own move by stealing it.
Benny Newell: It’s almost like he tried to Copy and Paste it Joe…
Joe Hoffman: I think the kids are calling that Control V these days. No matter the fashion though, take nothing away from Carnate tonight who not only looked INCREDIBLE…but pulled off a HUGE win over a proven talent..Scott Stevens.
We quickly see a final shot of Carnate heading back up the ramp and celebrating with a split screen of Steven’s holding his head on the canvas and pounding it with frustration with his fist. It then cuts backstage.