Post by Jman2k3 on Jun 11, 2018 17:46:35 GMT
Joe Hoffman: Alright ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to ringside! We’re all set to bring you our next contest of the evening right here tonight, as we’re going to see a rematch of the ICON Championship contest from a few weeks ago! Scott Stevens, the man who won the Championship in that match, takes on the former Champion, Scottywood - but there’s a twist. The third man in that ICON Championship ICONIC contest, Rhys Townsend? He’s the Special Guest Referee.
Benny Newell: Which is fucking great, Hoffman! Best Alliance referee, Scotty’s chance to get a few final digs in before ICONIC....what more do you want!?
Joe Hoffman: I don’t quite understand why Rhys Townsend had to be named referee. We all know that Nigel Lette is on the Best Alliance’s books, so why are you naming another man as referee?
Benny Newell: Uhh...hello? Have you missed what Rhys has been up to lately? King Lackey, Hoffman. Commentary, ticket sales, concession sales, multiple time World Champion and now a referee too?! It’s greatness. Just shows exactly what a man can do when he believes in God...
Joe Hoffman: Right...it seems a questionable route to take to try and get yourself into Lee Best’s good graces...
Benny Newell: You just don’t understand, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: Perhaps - but either way, Townsend’s taken issue with Stevens after Lee Best instructed him to eliminate him from High Octane Wrestling. Stevens, naturally, has fought back, and his desire to prove himself here in HOW amongst the greatest wrestler on the planet has elevated him to ICON Championship success over a man that Rhys Townsend appears to be getting friendly with in Scottywood.
Benny Newell: Gotta have friends, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: Perhaps - but obviously, Scottywood has also taken issue with Stevens - after he took the ICON Championship off him. Stevens has been doing his level best to fight a one man war against the Best Alliance, but will tonight be a preview of ICONIC? Will the numbers game finally catch up with him?
Benny Newell: Fucking DUH, Hoffman. Tonight’s the night where he starts to pay the price for being a little fisher price shit. Rhys and Scotty...they’ll give him a preview of what’s coming at ICONIC, they’ll show him what’s coming - and then boom! We’ll have a new ICON Champion, and we’ll be rid of Scott Stevens!
Joe Hoffman: I don’t know, Benny - you have to respect Stevens’ fight and desire. It might be enough come ICONIC, especially since earlier tonight, Scottywood - who’s also the General Manager if you lost track at home, made this a ladder match.
Benny Newell: A great move, if you ask me.
Joe Hoffman: It might be - but it also evens it out for Stevens. He might have to take out both men, but in the environment of the ladder match? It’s a little easier than just in a vanilla triple threat. A fair and balanced move by our General Manager there, I think.
Benny Newell: Pfft...still gonna see a Best Alliance winner, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: Maybe...that remains to be seen.
The camera changes shot just as Benny downs another shot, showing Bryan McVay stood by, as Rhys Townsend stands behind him, attired in the regulation black HOW referee’s shirt.
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and your special guest referee for the match is Rhys Townsend! Introducing first...
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH, DRINK, DRANK, DRUNK! thunders over the loudspeakers as The Hardcore Artist appears atop the ramp.
Bryan McVay: ...representing the Best Alliance, he weighed in at two hundred sixty five pounds, hailing from New York City, New York...he is The Hardcore Artist...SCOTTYYYYYYYYYYYWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!
Scottywood makes his way to the ring, and after he gets in, him and Townsend share a joke at McVay’s expense.
Joe Hoffman: Folks, if you were expecting a contest that’s going to be refereed fairly and straight down the middle....this won’t be it. These two are clearly in cahoots!
Benny Newell: One - duh, they’re fucking both Best Alliance members. And two...who the fuck says cahoots in 2012, Hoffman? What are you, a fucking Canadian?!
Joe Hoffman: I am not Canadian, Benny, we both know that.
Benny Newell: I don’t know, Hoffman. I’m starting to have questions about that.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd starts booing,but it’s not just a wrestling booing. It’s a booing of pure hatred. Chris Benoit level booing as Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "I am the Scorpion, whoa!" The jeering intensifies as a mash-up of "I Stand Alone" and "Amazing" hits the speakers, drawing out the reigning HOW ICON champion.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, hailing from Houston, Texas, he weighed in at two hundred fifty six pounds, he is the reigning HOW ICON Champion, he is The Scorpion....SCOTTTT STEEEEEEEEEVENNNNNNNNNNNNNSSSS!!!!!!!!!
Walking down the aisle, he talks trash the entire way 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 down at the crown, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat. As he drops to the canvas, Scottywood spears him down and starts nailing him with right hand after right hand!
Joe Hoffman: I don’t think Stevens is going to get a chance to ready himself here...
Benny Newell: Sensible plan. You got the referee on your side, why not wait a few and take advantage early on? Y’know...before the bell.
Joe Hoffman: I guess...it’s hardly an honorable tactic though.
Benny Newell: Who gives a shit about honorable, as long as you win?
Scotty gets back to his feet, before he reaches down and grabs the dazed throat of The Scorpion, hoisting him high into the air before he drives him back down with a Scottyslam! Scotty doesn’t even bother to drop into a cover, merely planting his boot on Stevens’ chest, as Townsend drops for the count...
OnetwoNO!
Stevens kicks out before the end of the very quick three count.
Joe Hoffman: And there you have it, folks - if you were hoping that Rhys Townsend might have decided to have shown a little fairness tonight, you are out of luck.
Benny Newell: I bet Townsend enjoyed crushing those dreams too!
Joe Hoffman: No doubt. Stevens is obviously going to have to use all of the heart and desire he’s demonstrated since his debut in High Octane Wrestling here tonight to have any hope of picking up a victory.
Benny Newell: He might as well save his energy, Hoffman. It’s not going to happen - the referee’s against you...you’re not going to win.
Joe Hoffman: There’s a chance, Benny...
Benny Newell: A very fucking slim one, Hoffman. Let’s be honest about it.
Joe Hoffman: Perhaps - but it is still a chance. He could pull it out...
Scotty reaches down and drags Stevens to his feet, throwing a slap! He connects with Stevens face, but it just wakes Stevens up who quickly fires away with a series of right hands, backing Scotty up into one of the turnbuckles! Referee Townsend immediately separates them and starts admonishing Stevens for using a closed fist! Scottywood starts to stir in the corner, so Stevens pushes Townsend out of the way, running a few steps before smashing into Scotty with a Stinger Splash! Scotty stumbles out of the corner as Stevens takes him overhead with a head and arm suplex! Stevens moves into a cover, as Referee Townsend takes an absolute age to get to the canvas...
One....
No! Townsend’s hand had barely moved towards the canvas for a two count, so Scotty easily kicks out!
Joe Hoffman: Honestly, the lack of integrity being shown by the referee here is abysmal. Stevens has the upper hand, had Scotty in a pinning predicament, and he makes an absolute mockery of it!
Benny Newell: Hey...you have to stay true to what you believe in. For Townsend, that’s the success of the Best Alliance.
Joe Hoffman: I guess, Benny...but I just can’t help but feel that Stevens is going to get screwed here tonight somehow...
Stevens seems to think about arguing the count, but instead, drags Scotty up to his feet. He delivers a few knife edge chops, before he whips him off the ropes. As Scotty comes back at him, Stevens leaps and nails Scotty with the Houston side kick! He again, drags Scotty straight back up, grabbing a waistlock which gets him nothing but a vicious headbutt for his problems! Scotty fires off a few right hands, but a nasty looping reply from Stevens cuts off the comeback early! The Scorpion rebounds off the ropes, looking to nail Scotty with something but finds himself cut off by a vicious spinebuster!
Joe Hoffman: Ooh, that’s gonna sting!
Benny Newell: Hashtag Predictable.
Joe Hoffman: What?
Benny Newell: Hoffman says inane and totally obvious thing about a move during the match. Predictable. Drink!
Hoffman sighs, as back in the ring, Scotty’s busy getting his breath back. As Stevens gets back to his feet though, he lurches into life, nailing the ICON Championship with a clothesline! Stevens pops up, so he eats a boot to the gut, quickly followed up by a nasty looking single arm DDT! Scotty drags Stevens up, and hoists him onto his shoulders, looking for a Game Misconduct...but Stevens slips off, quickly spinning Scotty around before he puts boot to gut and nails Scottywood with the Toxic Sting! He drops into a cover...
Benny Newell: Aaaaaaaand...DRINK!!!
Joe Hoffman: What? Why are you here....you’re supposed to be refereeing the match!
Benny Newell: Rhys was just having a drink, Hoffman - refereeing’s a thirsty business!
Joe Hoffman: Shenanigans is what that was, Benny. Shenanigans!
Benny Newell: Seriously, what’s with all the gay words tonight, Hoffman?
Joe Hoffman: There haven’t been any “gay” words tonight, Benny. Just because I’m using an expanded vocabulary, doesn’t make it gay.
Benny Newell: Yeah...yeah, it does.
Townsend slams the shot glass down on the table, as he casually makes his way back to the ring, Stevens long since out of the cover and already verbally berating the referee. Townsend climbs back in and starts berating him back, the two going back and forth giving more than enough time for Scotty to get back to his feet. He creeps up behind the still arguing Stevens and hoists him up onto his shoulders, delivering a viciously quick Game Misconduct! He drops into the cover as Townsend drops like a shot to the canvas and starts the count...
Onetwothree!!!!
He quickly hops up and signals for the bell, as Stevens pops up, looking enraged! However, he doesn’t hang around in the ring, quickly dropping out as Townsend raises Scottywood’s arm!
Bryan McVay: And your winner, in 12 minutes, 49 seconds....SCOTTYWOOOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Wow. What a screwjob right there. The fast counts? Insane.
Benny Newell: Townsend was just doing what he had to do to make sure we got the right winner, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: And you wonder why Ground Zero exists....Anyway, folks, we’ve got to go backstage, where I hear Professor Keller is about to give another lecture.
Benny Newell: Fuck...better get my dictionary out if I want a chance of understanding that fucker...
Benny Newell: Which is fucking great, Hoffman! Best Alliance referee, Scotty’s chance to get a few final digs in before ICONIC....what more do you want!?
Joe Hoffman: I don’t quite understand why Rhys Townsend had to be named referee. We all know that Nigel Lette is on the Best Alliance’s books, so why are you naming another man as referee?
Benny Newell: Uhh...hello? Have you missed what Rhys has been up to lately? King Lackey, Hoffman. Commentary, ticket sales, concession sales, multiple time World Champion and now a referee too?! It’s greatness. Just shows exactly what a man can do when he believes in God...
Joe Hoffman: Right...it seems a questionable route to take to try and get yourself into Lee Best’s good graces...
Benny Newell: You just don’t understand, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: Perhaps - but either way, Townsend’s taken issue with Stevens after Lee Best instructed him to eliminate him from High Octane Wrestling. Stevens, naturally, has fought back, and his desire to prove himself here in HOW amongst the greatest wrestler on the planet has elevated him to ICON Championship success over a man that Rhys Townsend appears to be getting friendly with in Scottywood.
Benny Newell: Gotta have friends, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: Perhaps - but obviously, Scottywood has also taken issue with Stevens - after he took the ICON Championship off him. Stevens has been doing his level best to fight a one man war against the Best Alliance, but will tonight be a preview of ICONIC? Will the numbers game finally catch up with him?
Benny Newell: Fucking DUH, Hoffman. Tonight’s the night where he starts to pay the price for being a little fisher price shit. Rhys and Scotty...they’ll give him a preview of what’s coming at ICONIC, they’ll show him what’s coming - and then boom! We’ll have a new ICON Champion, and we’ll be rid of Scott Stevens!
Joe Hoffman: I don’t know, Benny - you have to respect Stevens’ fight and desire. It might be enough come ICONIC, especially since earlier tonight, Scottywood - who’s also the General Manager if you lost track at home, made this a ladder match.
Benny Newell: A great move, if you ask me.
Joe Hoffman: It might be - but it also evens it out for Stevens. He might have to take out both men, but in the environment of the ladder match? It’s a little easier than just in a vanilla triple threat. A fair and balanced move by our General Manager there, I think.
Benny Newell: Pfft...still gonna see a Best Alliance winner, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: Maybe...that remains to be seen.
The camera changes shot just as Benny downs another shot, showing Bryan McVay stood by, as Rhys Townsend stands behind him, attired in the regulation black HOW referee’s shirt.
Bryan McVay: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and your special guest referee for the match is Rhys Townsend! Introducing first...
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH, DRINK, DRANK, DRUNK! thunders over the loudspeakers as The Hardcore Artist appears atop the ramp.
Bryan McVay: ...representing the Best Alliance, he weighed in at two hundred sixty five pounds, hailing from New York City, New York...he is The Hardcore Artist...SCOTTYYYYYYYYYYYWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!
Scottywood makes his way to the ring, and after he gets in, him and Townsend share a joke at McVay’s expense.
Joe Hoffman: Folks, if you were expecting a contest that’s going to be refereed fairly and straight down the middle....this won’t be it. These two are clearly in cahoots!
Benny Newell: One - duh, they’re fucking both Best Alliance members. And two...who the fuck says cahoots in 2012, Hoffman? What are you, a fucking Canadian?!
Joe Hoffman: I am not Canadian, Benny, we both know that.
Benny Newell: I don’t know, Hoffman. I’m starting to have questions about that.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd starts booing,but it’s not just a wrestling booing. It’s a booing of pure hatred. Chris Benoit level booing as Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "I am the Scorpion, whoa!" The jeering intensifies as a mash-up of "I Stand Alone" and "Amazing" hits the speakers, drawing out the reigning HOW ICON champion.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, hailing from Houston, Texas, he weighed in at two hundred fifty six pounds, he is the reigning HOW ICON Champion, he is The Scorpion....SCOTTTT STEEEEEEEEEVENNNNNNNNNNNNNSSSS!!!!!!!!!
Walking down the aisle, he talks trash the entire way 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 down at the crown, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat. As he drops to the canvas, Scottywood spears him down and starts nailing him with right hand after right hand!
Joe Hoffman: I don’t think Stevens is going to get a chance to ready himself here...
Benny Newell: Sensible plan. You got the referee on your side, why not wait a few and take advantage early on? Y’know...before the bell.
Joe Hoffman: I guess...it’s hardly an honorable tactic though.
Benny Newell: Who gives a shit about honorable, as long as you win?
Scotty gets back to his feet, before he reaches down and grabs the dazed throat of The Scorpion, hoisting him high into the air before he drives him back down with a Scottyslam! Scotty doesn’t even bother to drop into a cover, merely planting his boot on Stevens’ chest, as Townsend drops for the count...
OnetwoNO!
Stevens kicks out before the end of the very quick three count.
Joe Hoffman: And there you have it, folks - if you were hoping that Rhys Townsend might have decided to have shown a little fairness tonight, you are out of luck.
Benny Newell: I bet Townsend enjoyed crushing those dreams too!
Joe Hoffman: No doubt. Stevens is obviously going to have to use all of the heart and desire he’s demonstrated since his debut in High Octane Wrestling here tonight to have any hope of picking up a victory.
Benny Newell: He might as well save his energy, Hoffman. It’s not going to happen - the referee’s against you...you’re not going to win.
Joe Hoffman: There’s a chance, Benny...
Benny Newell: A very fucking slim one, Hoffman. Let’s be honest about it.
Joe Hoffman: Perhaps - but it is still a chance. He could pull it out...
Scotty reaches down and drags Stevens to his feet, throwing a slap! He connects with Stevens face, but it just wakes Stevens up who quickly fires away with a series of right hands, backing Scotty up into one of the turnbuckles! Referee Townsend immediately separates them and starts admonishing Stevens for using a closed fist! Scottywood starts to stir in the corner, so Stevens pushes Townsend out of the way, running a few steps before smashing into Scotty with a Stinger Splash! Scotty stumbles out of the corner as Stevens takes him overhead with a head and arm suplex! Stevens moves into a cover, as Referee Townsend takes an absolute age to get to the canvas...
One....
No! Townsend’s hand had barely moved towards the canvas for a two count, so Scotty easily kicks out!
Joe Hoffman: Honestly, the lack of integrity being shown by the referee here is abysmal. Stevens has the upper hand, had Scotty in a pinning predicament, and he makes an absolute mockery of it!
Benny Newell: Hey...you have to stay true to what you believe in. For Townsend, that’s the success of the Best Alliance.
Joe Hoffman: I guess, Benny...but I just can’t help but feel that Stevens is going to get screwed here tonight somehow...
Stevens seems to think about arguing the count, but instead, drags Scotty up to his feet. He delivers a few knife edge chops, before he whips him off the ropes. As Scotty comes back at him, Stevens leaps and nails Scotty with the Houston side kick! He again, drags Scotty straight back up, grabbing a waistlock which gets him nothing but a vicious headbutt for his problems! Scotty fires off a few right hands, but a nasty looping reply from Stevens cuts off the comeback early! The Scorpion rebounds off the ropes, looking to nail Scotty with something but finds himself cut off by a vicious spinebuster!
Joe Hoffman: Ooh, that’s gonna sting!
Benny Newell: Hashtag Predictable.
Joe Hoffman: What?
Benny Newell: Hoffman says inane and totally obvious thing about a move during the match. Predictable. Drink!
Hoffman sighs, as back in the ring, Scotty’s busy getting his breath back. As Stevens gets back to his feet though, he lurches into life, nailing the ICON Championship with a clothesline! Stevens pops up, so he eats a boot to the gut, quickly followed up by a nasty looking single arm DDT! Scotty drags Stevens up, and hoists him onto his shoulders, looking for a Game Misconduct...but Stevens slips off, quickly spinning Scotty around before he puts boot to gut and nails Scottywood with the Toxic Sting! He drops into a cover...
Benny Newell: Aaaaaaaand...DRINK!!!
Joe Hoffman: What? Why are you here....you’re supposed to be refereeing the match!
Benny Newell: Rhys was just having a drink, Hoffman - refereeing’s a thirsty business!
Joe Hoffman: Shenanigans is what that was, Benny. Shenanigans!
Benny Newell: Seriously, what’s with all the gay words tonight, Hoffman?
Joe Hoffman: There haven’t been any “gay” words tonight, Benny. Just because I’m using an expanded vocabulary, doesn’t make it gay.
Benny Newell: Yeah...yeah, it does.
Townsend slams the shot glass down on the table, as he casually makes his way back to the ring, Stevens long since out of the cover and already verbally berating the referee. Townsend climbs back in and starts berating him back, the two going back and forth giving more than enough time for Scotty to get back to his feet. He creeps up behind the still arguing Stevens and hoists him up onto his shoulders, delivering a viciously quick Game Misconduct! He drops into the cover as Townsend drops like a shot to the canvas and starts the count...
Onetwothree!!!!
He quickly hops up and signals for the bell, as Stevens pops up, looking enraged! However, he doesn’t hang around in the ring, quickly dropping out as Townsend raises Scottywood’s arm!
Bryan McVay: And your winner, in 12 minutes, 49 seconds....SCOTTYWOOOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Wow. What a screwjob right there. The fast counts? Insane.
Benny Newell: Townsend was just doing what he had to do to make sure we got the right winner, Hoffman.
Joe Hoffman: And you wonder why Ground Zero exists....Anyway, folks, we’ve got to go backstage, where I hear Professor Keller is about to give another lecture.
Benny Newell: Fuck...better get my dictionary out if I want a chance of understanding that fucker...