Post by Jman2k3 on Jun 10, 2018 3:13:18 GMT
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens and Julliet Brooks have been at odds with each other since this incident took place at ICONIC.
(Before the ICONIC Main Event Match- Scott Stevens vs. Michael Lee Best )
…Scott Stevens walks out of his dressing room to go to the trainers to get taped up before his big match tonight and we see him immediately bump into Nigel Lette.
Scott Stevens: What out Ni—-
Nigel Lette: What? What the fuck were you about to say? Were you about to call me Ni—
Scott Stevens: Nigel…I was about to call you Nigel…..you dumb Ni—
WHACK
Stevens goes down hard to the ground as we see Julliet Brooks standing over him…smiling ear to ear…holding a steel chair.
Nigel Lette: What are you doing here?
Julliet Brooks: I was the one Lee told you about earlier…..now do your job.
Nigel Lette: NOW?
Brooks just nods as Nigel looks around and nods in agreement.
Nigel Lette: The Falls Count Anywhere Match for the World Championship is now underway!!
With that official proclamation, Brooks brings the chair up above her head and slams it down again on Stevens……and again…..and again…..
“Hold on”
When then see Lee come around the corner.
Lee Best: Lets go….I need to introduce you to the rest of the guys….in the meantime I got another guy to keep Stevens company for a little while..
Lee puts his arm around Brooks and the two head off to his office and as the camera watches them disappear into his office, it turns back towards Nigel and the prone Stevens and we see another figure come out from around the corner…
Joe Hoffman: And then last week, the two tangled once again.
(Last Week’s Friday Night Chaos)
…Brooks pulls out a cell phone from her back pocket and puts it on her ear. Before she could say a simple “Hello” Scott Stevens comes into the frame and grabs the phone from her hand and throws it on the ground, leaving him to smash it with his boot.
Scott Stevens: I couldn’t but help overhear your conversation and Lee shouldn’t be your focus. I should be your sole focus.
Stevens says as he looks up from the ground and stares at Julliet.
Julliet Brooks: Well look who decided to be a big boy and finally show up. I knew eventually I would catch your attention.
Stevens smirks.
Scott Stevens: You look all cute when you’re trying to play bad ass.
Stevens says as he touches the point of Julliet’s nose.
She pulled his finger away from her.
Julliet Brooks: Don’t fucking touch me! Need I remind you I’m Best Alliance and what I did to Jace when he got cute with me?
Brooks lets the question linger.
Julliet Brooks: I smashed his fucking brains in with a sledgehammer! If you are trying to get under my skin it’s not working. Nice attempt though.
She tapped him on his shoulder for effort, but Stevens doesn’t seem fazed by Brooks’ threat.
Scott Stevens: Let me remind you of something little girl…..
Stevens says as he gets closer to Brooks.
Scott Stevens: I’m not afraid of the fucking Best Alliance because they are a joke. I’ve made them my bitches more times than I can remember, and two….
Stevens slaps Julliet across the face and she falls to the floor holding her cheek in pain as she looks up at Stevens with hate filled eyes.
Scott Stevens: And two, I’m not Jace. My name is Scott fucking Stevens and you or anyone else aren’t going to prevent me from winning the HOW world title. Got that bitch…
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area as the angelic voice of Lauryn Hill serenades the live crowd. “Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and take it slowly – Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and make you want me”
The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos, as “Ready or Not” by Fugees plays throughout the PA system. As the chorus begins to fade, Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play. The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Bryan McVay: And making his way to the ring at this time, representing the Great State of Texas, from Houston, Texas…HE IS….SCOTT! STTTTEEEEEEEVVVVVVEEEEEENSSSSSSS!
Walking down the aisle, Stevens fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd.
“Ruin” by I:Scintella hits and out walks Julliet Brooks onto the stage to a chorus of boos from the audience, she simply ignored it and continued to walk down the ramp. There she teases a clap from a hopeful fan at ringside, but instead she holds back with a smirk and brushes the side of her hair as the hatred for this woman only increases throughout the arena.
Bryan McVay: From Albuquerque, New Mexico…JULLIET BROOOOKKSSSS!!
She climbs up the stairs, gets into the ring and soaks up the reaction, then she leans against the ropes and glares at Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Matt Boettcher checks both wrestlers out. Benny, this is a big match for Julliet Brooks.
Brooks slaps Boettcher’s hand away from her and then pushes him back.
Benny Newell: No fucking duh, Hoffman. Tonight is Brooks’s night. She’s going to stomp all over the Lonesome Loser and I can’t fucking wait to watch.
Joe Hoffman: Brooks with a win would put herself in position to possibly move on in the Rob Michaels Invitational. Scott Stevens is just looking for a win to jump start what’s been a slow start to 2016.
As Boettcher walks over to tell the timekeeper to ring the bell, Stevens and Brooks circle each other- both not taking their eyes off the other.
Joe Hoffman: Boettcher is ready to start the match.
*DING-DING*
Brooks marches right over to Stevens and pokes her index finger on his chest. Caught off guard, the Texan momentarily takes a half step back.
Benny Newell: YES! THAT’S MY GIRL!
Stevens shows no emotion at all as Brooks unleashes a verbal barrage on him.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens and Brooks exchanging words in the middle of the ring.
Brooks steps forward to invade Stevens’s personal space even further but he holds his ground.
Benny Newell: Look at her go!
Boettcher puts his hands on his hips and just watches as Brooks chews out Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Brooks is not showing any fear whatsoever.
Benny Newell: There’s nothing to fear Joe. It’s Scott fucking-
Brooks reaches back and whips her hand forward, slapping Stevens across the face with enough force that everyone inside the Best Arena hears the slap clearly.
Joe Hoffman: WOW!
Benny Newell: YESSSSSSS!
Joe Hoffman: Julliet Brooks just slapped the ever living hell out of Scott Stevens!
Jerked to the side by the force of Brooks’s hand coming across his face, Stevens’s head slowly turns back to a forward looking position.
Benny Newell: Best Alliance Hoffman! Best Alliance! DRINK!
Stevens rubs the side of his face. When he stops and drops his hand, there’s a clear red mark left behind.
Joe Hoffman: That has got to sting.
Then he smiles and stares down at his opponent.
Joe Hoffman: But he’s…smiling?
Benny Newell: He’s smiling? Scott Stevens is fucking stupider than I thought. Julliet Brooks is about to make Stevens her bitch and he’s SMILING-
Stevens strikes out with a boot to the stomach and literally bends Brooks in half.
Benny Newell: WHAT!
Joe Hoffman: BIG BOOT BY STEVENS!
Stevens grabs Brooks around the waist, lifts, and slams her right back down.
Joe Hoffman: POWER BOMB!
Benny Newell: NOOOOOO!
Joe Hoffman: Brooks bounced about a foot off the mat after that Scott Stevens’s power bomb!
Benny Newell: WAKE UP JULLLLLIET!
Stevens methodically reaches down and grabs Brooks by the hair- cue admonishment by Boettcher- and pulls her back up to her feet.
Joe Hoffman: Her legs are wobbly Benny. She can barely stand up.
Benny Newell: Shut up Hoffhole. She’s probably just playing possum. It’s all part of the plan. You just wait. Just when you think she’s done she’ll strike back!
Stevens places Brooks’s head in between his legs.
Joe Hoffman: Another power bomb?
Benny Newell: NOW, Julliet! NOW!
Brooks is lifted up and her body is held in the air perpendicular to Stevens. Then in one motion, Stevens spins her from face up to face down, reaches behind her neck with both hands, and drops, planting Brooks face first to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: POWER BOMB INTO THE TOXIC STING!
Benny Newell: Huh?…
Joe Hoffman: What a move by Scott Stevens!
Benny Newell: Shut up!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens lifted Brooks up as if he was going to hit another power bomb on her and then at the last moment, flipped her over and turned it into a Toxic Sting.
Benny Newell: Shut the fuck up Joe.
Stevens rolls Brooks over and sticks his boot on her stomach. Boettcher slides in to make the count…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
*DING-DING-DING*
Joe Hoffman: And that’s it!
Benny Newell: That’s impossible! There was a plan. What about the plan?
Ring announcer Bryan McVay climbs into the ring to make it official.
Bryan McVay: Your winner, ‘The Scorpion’ SCOTT! STTTTEEEEEEEVVVVVVEEEEEENSSSSSSS!
Stevens rises up to a seated position off of Julliet Brooks by pushing off of her face with his hands and looks down at her and shakes his head in disgust. Boettcher raises Stevens’s hand in victory.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens bounces back from some early 2016 adversary to kick start the year with a decisive victory over Julliet Brooks.
Benny Newell: But there was a plan!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens’s victory puts him in good contention and a strong wildcard contender with the way things have been resulting as off late….what’s this?
Stevens rips the microphone from McVay.
Benny Newell: Fucking Stevens. Drink.
Joe Hoffman: Looks as if the victory here tonight wasn’t enough for Stevens.
Stevens waits for the audience to quiet down before raising the microphone to his lips.
Scott Stevens: This is the “best” the Best Alliance has to offer?
Stevens says as he points to the unconscious Brooks.
Scott Stevens: No wonder the Best Alliance is considered a fucking joke because it is comprised of people who look good and fail to fucking show up than actually being an alliance of the best talent HOW has to offer.
Stevens shouts as the crowd begins to boo his criticism of the Best Alliance.
Scott Stevens: You boo me because you’re nothing but sheep, and Lee Best has brainwashed you that way. I mean if you actually thought that Lee Best personal cum dumpster actually had a shot at defeating me you need to go home put a gun in your mouth and pull the fucking trigger because you are sucking the life out of the intelligent people in the world.
The crowd jeers loudly as they begin to throw trash into the ring and begin to chant Stevens sucks.
Scott Stevens: Yeah I suck alright that I once again defeated a Best Alliance member because that’s what I fucking do!
Stevens informs the crowd and the jeers grow louder.
Scott Stevens: It doesn’t matter which incarnation or who the fuck is in it because I am the Best Alliance Conqueror and I have been that since I stepped foot into this fucking company.
Stevens says as he looks towards the office of Lee Best.
Scott Stevens: I know you’re up there listening Lee, and I’m informing you that I’m done taking out the trash….
Stevens says as he points to Julliet.
Scott Stevens: Because I’m going to get back what’s mine and that’s the world heavyweight championship!
Stevens screams as the crowd boos loudly and begins a, “Go Away Stevens” chant.
Scott Stevens: I’m gonna go away alright, I’m gonna go to March to Glory and whether I win this tournament it evoke my rematch clause, I will be a three time HOW world champion whether you fucking like it or not.
Stevens says sternly before dropping the mic and exiting the ring.
(Before the ICONIC Main Event Match- Scott Stevens vs. Michael Lee Best )
…Scott Stevens walks out of his dressing room to go to the trainers to get taped up before his big match tonight and we see him immediately bump into Nigel Lette.
Scott Stevens: What out Ni—-
Nigel Lette: What? What the fuck were you about to say? Were you about to call me Ni—
Scott Stevens: Nigel…I was about to call you Nigel…..you dumb Ni—
WHACK
Stevens goes down hard to the ground as we see Julliet Brooks standing over him…smiling ear to ear…holding a steel chair.
Nigel Lette: What are you doing here?
Julliet Brooks: I was the one Lee told you about earlier…..now do your job.
Nigel Lette: NOW?
Brooks just nods as Nigel looks around and nods in agreement.
Nigel Lette: The Falls Count Anywhere Match for the World Championship is now underway!!
With that official proclamation, Brooks brings the chair up above her head and slams it down again on Stevens……and again…..and again…..
“Hold on”
When then see Lee come around the corner.
Lee Best: Lets go….I need to introduce you to the rest of the guys….in the meantime I got another guy to keep Stevens company for a little while..
Lee puts his arm around Brooks and the two head off to his office and as the camera watches them disappear into his office, it turns back towards Nigel and the prone Stevens and we see another figure come out from around the corner…
Joe Hoffman: And then last week, the two tangled once again.
(Last Week’s Friday Night Chaos)
…Brooks pulls out a cell phone from her back pocket and puts it on her ear. Before she could say a simple “Hello” Scott Stevens comes into the frame and grabs the phone from her hand and throws it on the ground, leaving him to smash it with his boot.
Scott Stevens: I couldn’t but help overhear your conversation and Lee shouldn’t be your focus. I should be your sole focus.
Stevens says as he looks up from the ground and stares at Julliet.
Julliet Brooks: Well look who decided to be a big boy and finally show up. I knew eventually I would catch your attention.
Stevens smirks.
Scott Stevens: You look all cute when you’re trying to play bad ass.
Stevens says as he touches the point of Julliet’s nose.
She pulled his finger away from her.
Julliet Brooks: Don’t fucking touch me! Need I remind you I’m Best Alliance and what I did to Jace when he got cute with me?
Brooks lets the question linger.
Julliet Brooks: I smashed his fucking brains in with a sledgehammer! If you are trying to get under my skin it’s not working. Nice attempt though.
She tapped him on his shoulder for effort, but Stevens doesn’t seem fazed by Brooks’ threat.
Scott Stevens: Let me remind you of something little girl…..
Stevens says as he gets closer to Brooks.
Scott Stevens: I’m not afraid of the fucking Best Alliance because they are a joke. I’ve made them my bitches more times than I can remember, and two….
Stevens slaps Julliet across the face and she falls to the floor holding her cheek in pain as she looks up at Stevens with hate filled eyes.
Scott Stevens: And two, I’m not Jace. My name is Scott fucking Stevens and you or anyone else aren’t going to prevent me from winning the HOW world title. Got that bitch…
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area as the angelic voice of Lauryn Hill serenades the live crowd. “Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and take it slowly – Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide – Gonna find you and make you want me”
The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos, as “Ready or Not” by Fugees plays throughout the PA system. As the chorus begins to fade, Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play. The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Bryan McVay: And making his way to the ring at this time, representing the Great State of Texas, from Houston, Texas…HE IS….SCOTT! STTTTEEEEEEEVVVVVVEEEEEENSSSSSSS!
Walking down the aisle, Stevens fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd.
“Ruin” by I:Scintella hits and out walks Julliet Brooks onto the stage to a chorus of boos from the audience, she simply ignored it and continued to walk down the ramp. There she teases a clap from a hopeful fan at ringside, but instead she holds back with a smirk and brushes the side of her hair as the hatred for this woman only increases throughout the arena.
Bryan McVay: From Albuquerque, New Mexico…JULLIET BROOOOKKSSSS!!
She climbs up the stairs, gets into the ring and soaks up the reaction, then she leans against the ropes and glares at Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Matt Boettcher checks both wrestlers out. Benny, this is a big match for Julliet Brooks.
Brooks slaps Boettcher’s hand away from her and then pushes him back.
Benny Newell: No fucking duh, Hoffman. Tonight is Brooks’s night. She’s going to stomp all over the Lonesome Loser and I can’t fucking wait to watch.
Joe Hoffman: Brooks with a win would put herself in position to possibly move on in the Rob Michaels Invitational. Scott Stevens is just looking for a win to jump start what’s been a slow start to 2016.
As Boettcher walks over to tell the timekeeper to ring the bell, Stevens and Brooks circle each other- both not taking their eyes off the other.
Joe Hoffman: Boettcher is ready to start the match.
*DING-DING*
Brooks marches right over to Stevens and pokes her index finger on his chest. Caught off guard, the Texan momentarily takes a half step back.
Benny Newell: YES! THAT’S MY GIRL!
Stevens shows no emotion at all as Brooks unleashes a verbal barrage on him.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens and Brooks exchanging words in the middle of the ring.
Brooks steps forward to invade Stevens’s personal space even further but he holds his ground.
Benny Newell: Look at her go!
Boettcher puts his hands on his hips and just watches as Brooks chews out Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Brooks is not showing any fear whatsoever.
Benny Newell: There’s nothing to fear Joe. It’s Scott fucking-
Brooks reaches back and whips her hand forward, slapping Stevens across the face with enough force that everyone inside the Best Arena hears the slap clearly.
Joe Hoffman: WOW!
Benny Newell: YESSSSSSS!
Joe Hoffman: Julliet Brooks just slapped the ever living hell out of Scott Stevens!
Jerked to the side by the force of Brooks’s hand coming across his face, Stevens’s head slowly turns back to a forward looking position.
Benny Newell: Best Alliance Hoffman! Best Alliance! DRINK!
Stevens rubs the side of his face. When he stops and drops his hand, there’s a clear red mark left behind.
Joe Hoffman: That has got to sting.
Then he smiles and stares down at his opponent.
Joe Hoffman: But he’s…smiling?
Benny Newell: He’s smiling? Scott Stevens is fucking stupider than I thought. Julliet Brooks is about to make Stevens her bitch and he’s SMILING-
Stevens strikes out with a boot to the stomach and literally bends Brooks in half.
Benny Newell: WHAT!
Joe Hoffman: BIG BOOT BY STEVENS!
Stevens grabs Brooks around the waist, lifts, and slams her right back down.
Joe Hoffman: POWER BOMB!
Benny Newell: NOOOOOO!
Joe Hoffman: Brooks bounced about a foot off the mat after that Scott Stevens’s power bomb!
Benny Newell: WAKE UP JULLLLLIET!
Stevens methodically reaches down and grabs Brooks by the hair- cue admonishment by Boettcher- and pulls her back up to her feet.
Joe Hoffman: Her legs are wobbly Benny. She can barely stand up.
Benny Newell: Shut up Hoffhole. She’s probably just playing possum. It’s all part of the plan. You just wait. Just when you think she’s done she’ll strike back!
Stevens places Brooks’s head in between his legs.
Joe Hoffman: Another power bomb?
Benny Newell: NOW, Julliet! NOW!
Brooks is lifted up and her body is held in the air perpendicular to Stevens. Then in one motion, Stevens spins her from face up to face down, reaches behind her neck with both hands, and drops, planting Brooks face first to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: POWER BOMB INTO THE TOXIC STING!
Benny Newell: Huh?…
Joe Hoffman: What a move by Scott Stevens!
Benny Newell: Shut up!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens lifted Brooks up as if he was going to hit another power bomb on her and then at the last moment, flipped her over and turned it into a Toxic Sting.
Benny Newell: Shut the fuck up Joe.
Stevens rolls Brooks over and sticks his boot on her stomach. Boettcher slides in to make the count…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
*DING-DING-DING*
Joe Hoffman: And that’s it!
Benny Newell: That’s impossible! There was a plan. What about the plan?
Ring announcer Bryan McVay climbs into the ring to make it official.
Bryan McVay: Your winner, ‘The Scorpion’ SCOTT! STTTTEEEEEEEVVVVVVEEEEEENSSSSSSS!
Stevens rises up to a seated position off of Julliet Brooks by pushing off of her face with his hands and looks down at her and shakes his head in disgust. Boettcher raises Stevens’s hand in victory.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens bounces back from some early 2016 adversary to kick start the year with a decisive victory over Julliet Brooks.
Benny Newell: But there was a plan!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens’s victory puts him in good contention and a strong wildcard contender with the way things have been resulting as off late….what’s this?
Stevens rips the microphone from McVay.
Benny Newell: Fucking Stevens. Drink.
Joe Hoffman: Looks as if the victory here tonight wasn’t enough for Stevens.
Stevens waits for the audience to quiet down before raising the microphone to his lips.
Scott Stevens: This is the “best” the Best Alliance has to offer?
Stevens says as he points to the unconscious Brooks.
Scott Stevens: No wonder the Best Alliance is considered a fucking joke because it is comprised of people who look good and fail to fucking show up than actually being an alliance of the best talent HOW has to offer.
Stevens shouts as the crowd begins to boo his criticism of the Best Alliance.
Scott Stevens: You boo me because you’re nothing but sheep, and Lee Best has brainwashed you that way. I mean if you actually thought that Lee Best personal cum dumpster actually had a shot at defeating me you need to go home put a gun in your mouth and pull the fucking trigger because you are sucking the life out of the intelligent people in the world.
The crowd jeers loudly as they begin to throw trash into the ring and begin to chant Stevens sucks.
Scott Stevens: Yeah I suck alright that I once again defeated a Best Alliance member because that’s what I fucking do!
Stevens informs the crowd and the jeers grow louder.
Scott Stevens: It doesn’t matter which incarnation or who the fuck is in it because I am the Best Alliance Conqueror and I have been that since I stepped foot into this fucking company.
Stevens says as he looks towards the office of Lee Best.
Scott Stevens: I know you’re up there listening Lee, and I’m informing you that I’m done taking out the trash….
Stevens says as he points to Julliet.
Scott Stevens: Because I’m going to get back what’s mine and that’s the world heavyweight championship!
Stevens screams as the crowd boos loudly and begins a, “Go Away Stevens” chant.
Scott Stevens: I’m gonna go away alright, I’m gonna go to March to Glory and whether I win this tournament it evoke my rematch clause, I will be a three time HOW world champion whether you fucking like it or not.
Stevens says sternly before dropping the mic and exiting the ring.