Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 9, 2018 21:52:21 GMT
“Pompeii” By E.S. Posthumus hits and the Minneapolis crowd erupts into cheers and applause as Caesar Mario Maurako appears in a chariot and is pulled out towards the ring by 6 midgets. The midgets and Mario are also flanked by the “Gladiator” Chris Kostoff, and the “Senator” Christopher America. The toga clad little dudes stop pulling the chariot and Mario rises from the chariot and follows behind Kostoff & America as the trio enter the ring. Kostoff hands the microphone to Mario and stands next to him menacingly with his arms folded as America leans against the corner.
Mario Maurako: Friends, Maurakan’s, HOW’sers, lend me your ears! I come before you tonight with a heavy heart. It was seven days ago you marvelous fans packed this marvelous arena in hopes of setting your eyes on your hometown hero, your Caesar; Marvelous Mario Maurako.
The raucous crowd begins a slight chant of “Tri-ple-M”.
Mario Maurako: The plan last week was to enjoy a feast at the local Applebees with longtime friend Paul Paras. Convince Paras to return, and then have the most Perfectly Marvelous return HOW could possibly make when we returned here. Unfortunately your Caesar had a little too much wine to drink and I didn’t make it in last week. For that you’re Caesar is duly and truly sorry.
The same loving and forgiving fans begin chanting “Thank You Mario!”
Mario Maurako: So your Caesar thought long and hard about how I could make it up to you marvelous fans and that is when I decided that I would make my return to the HOW ring tonight, with my good friend and Senator, Christopher America!
The fans continue to eat out of Mario’s hand like a deer at a petting zoo, morphing their chant into an “A-O-A” chant.
Mario Maurako: That is why tonight, in the Main Event of the evening. The Senator and myself are going to Marvelously Manhandle-
Mario abruptly stops talking and motions for America to come over. Mario puts his arm around his long-time friend.
Mario Maurako: I completely forgot, who are we fighting again?
Christopher America: Brian Hollywood & Noah Hanson.
Mario Maurako: Oh yes, the devastating team of Brian Hollywood and Noah Hanson. This looks to be a Main Event that people will be talking about for centuries to come.
The lights in the arena suddenly go pitch black. The crowd instantly boos at the interruption of their idol. The video screen lights up and with the Texas flag ass “Til I Collapse” by Eminem begins playing. The lights return as Scott Stevens emerges and makes his way down to the ring already carrying his own microphone and looking ready for his match later in the night. The normally loved Texan is taking some heat from the fans as he makes his way into the ring and stands across from Caesar Mario, who looks visibly upset at the interruption.
Scott Stevens: I’m sorry to come out here during your time Mario, but you’ve got this lovely open door policy and frankly I wanted to talk to you. You see last week on Mayhem I was “this” close to winning the HOW Championship.
Stevens holds up his index and thumb to where they are just barely not touching.
Scott Stevens: And I feel as if I hadn’t competed earlier in the night I would’ve for sure be standing here today the HOW Champion. Don’t get me wrong, I’m very thankful you granted me the opportunity that you did but I’m asking for one more chance… at Perfectly Marvelous!
There is a mixed reaction from the fans, some of them seem have moved past the interruption while others haven’t. Clearly Mario hasn’t thought as he still likes he could rip a phonebook in half at a moments notice.
Mario Maurako: First let me offer a couple of corrections. #1 that thing you called the HOW Championship is my wife, you may refer to her as Mrs. Maurako. I’m pretty sure we covered that two weeks ago. #2 you shouldn’t be thanking me for your opportunity last week, as I wasn’t the one who granted that to you. You might have missed it because you were doing whatever it is you vile Texans do on a daily basis. But I had a bit too much to drink last week and wasn’t here and the Senator here filled in with what he ‘thought’ I would do in the situation. But the problem is that he ‘thought’ wrong.
The friendly disposition on Steven’s face quickly evaporates as now tension brews between the Superstar and the Caesar. Stevens takes a step towards Mario but quickly remembers he is greatly out numbered, Mario simply ignores him and continues.
Mario Maurako: You see Stevens, you and I, we have a problem. That problem is that we both want different things. You want to beat Jason Davidson and take my wife from him. I want my marvelous fans to be entertained. The problem therein lies that it isn’t entertaining watching Mr. Davidson destroy you over and over again. I mean I’m entertained because I like watching a good beating, but my marvelous fans are tired of it, and they’re tired of you.You had your chance last week and you will not be getting another one.
Stevens just smirks after listening to Mario’s rant.
Scott Stevens: You would know about beatings wouldn’t you? Whether it’s to Aceldama for the world title or Scottywood for the tag championships. Hell, even your boyfriend, Triple P, beating you off in that Applebee’s restroom last week. You definitely know about beatings.
Mario as he inches closer and Kostoff & America watch carefully.
Scott Stevens: I tried to be nice, but now I demand the opportunity you promised me!
Mario Maurako: You had it last week. I’m tired of you, my people are tired of you.
Scott Stevens: You claim these fans are tired of me getting an opportunity at the world title?
Stevens asks and the crowd reaction is mixed.
Scott Stevens: But if you were actually in attendance last week instead of getting rear ended by Triple P you would have realized that Jace and I stole the fucking show!
The crowd cheers for the exciting match they witnessed.
Scott Stevens: Your hometown fans loved every second of my championship match and they were all on the edge of their feet to the very end of it, and I bet they want to see that happen again.
The crowd goes berserk.
Mario Maurako:I’m glad enjoyed it. But if you tune in every week to HOW and every week you’re watching Scott Stevens get plowed over by Mr. Davidson then you’re not going to want to tune in anymore. You had a good ride once kid, leave it at that.
Scott Stevens: Apparently you don’t know the track record with me when it comes to authority around here. The last authoritative regime that tried to prevent me from what I wanted was the Best Alliance, you have heard of them?
Stevens asks Mario and he replies.
Scott Stevens: Well as you can see they aren’t around anymore, just like Lee Best isn’t around anymore. They may have won battles but I always won the fucking war!
Stevens shouts as he gets into the face of Mario.
Mario Maurako: I’m familiar with the history Mr. Stevens, which clearly you’re not. If so you would know that when I first broke into HOW I was a member of that Best Alliance. When we came back in 2008 I was in the Best Alliance; and then I split from them and I formed a little group called the Argonauts of Awesome with my buddy the Senator here. I’ve been a thorn in Lee’s side long before you ever showed up. And the ONLY reason you quote unquote “took out Lee” is because Senator America already had him on his way to the ambulance. You’re nothing but a blight on this empire and maybe it’s time I have you removed.
Stevens snickers, unfazed by what he feels is an empty threat from the Caesar.
Scott Stevens: Just remember this Mario, all great empires fall and this time it won’t be Brutus who takes down Caesar, it’ll be a man from Texas who does it instead.
The fans start to grow unsettled by Stevens personal attacks on their hero, and Mario has had enough as he angrily takes a step up and stands nose to nose with Stevens.
Mario Maurako: You want to threaten me!? I’m not Lee Best, I’m 6’3 and 260lbs of pure Marvelousness! I’m done taking shit from you! You won’t be fighting Jason P. Davidson at Simply Marvelous, because you are going to be fighting ME!
The crowd erupts into cheers at the huge match just announced for the PPV.
Scott Stevens: And when I win I get Davidson.
Mario Maurako: Fine, because you’re NOT going to win. But since you want to add that stipulation, I’m going to add a little stipulation of my own. When you the Texan, meet me the Minnesotan, on July 21st right here in The House of Maurako, in Minneapolis Minnesota…
The cheers get louder and louder as Mario continues to hype up his hometown crowd, and turn them against his Texan foe.
Mario Maurako: That match will be a MINNESOTA DEATH MATCH!!!
The crowd goes absolutely ape shit, but Stevens gets no time to soak anything in as Kostoff nails him with a forearm to the side of the head knocking Stevens down to the mat. Kostoff immediately starts laying the boots to Stevens as Mario & America flea the ring and wave for a referee to come down to the ring.
Mario Maurako: And your match for tonight, starts right NOW!
We fade out to commercial as Kostoff continues pummeling Stevens and we wait for a referee.
Joe Hoffman: All right, while we were in commercial, the opening match of the night began and basically Chris Kostoff has been assaulting Scott Stevens.
Benny Newell: YEAH KOSTOFF!
Kostoff viciously stomps away at Stevens who’s trying to get up off the mat.
Benny Newell: KOSTOFF IS BACK! HE’S BEATING THE EVER-LOVIN’ SHIT OUT OF STEVENS!
Kostoff pulls Stevens off the mat. He takes the arm and flings the Texan hard into the corner turnbuckle. Stevens hits face first and staggers backwards.
Benny Newell: Serves him right for what he did to the God of HOW.
Kostoff takes him by the hair and throws Stevens into the corner turnbuckle. He hits head first and crumples to the mat. But instead of pushing his advantage, Kostoff stands back and admires his handiwork.
Joe Hoffman: If things weren’t bad enough already for the Scorpion tonight, Stevens also came under fire last week from the most unlikeliest of sources- Ray McAvay. I wonder if he’ll address the comments McAvay made on last week’s show at some point tonight…and…and…Benny, what are you doing?
Benny places a gallon container of JR’s BBQ Sauce on the broadcast desk.
Benny Newell: Since you brought up McAvay, I’m going to pour this on his stripper friends later tonight and then lick it off their tits. Just like in the commercial!
Joe Hoffman: You didn’t do that in the commercial.
Benny Newell: Who the fuck cares. You have your fantasy. I’ve got mine…DRINK!
Stevens reaches up for the middle rope and somehow drags himself up. He lurches forward and locks up with Kostoff in the middle of the ring. Kostoff uses his strength to gain an advantage over the weakened Texan and drives him towards the corner.
Benny Newell: Kostoff is a fucking beast, Hoffman. I’m telling you, he’s getting his legs back.
Joe Hoffman: Kostoff looked a little rusty when he faced Scottywood a couple weeks ago. But last week he looked sharper in the tag match against Diamond and Jatt Starr.
Kostoff shoves Stevens into the corner and only the turnbuckle keeps the Texan upright. Kostoff steps back and grins.
Benny Newell: Kostoff is a HOW Hall of Famer. He’s going to mop this ring up with the Lonesome-
Stevens suddenly springs forward and pushes Kostoff off balance. He kicks him in the stomach, turns and grabs the back of his neck and drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!
Benny Newell: NOOOOOOO!
Kostoff pitches backwards and lands in the middle of the ring on his back. Stevens pounces and hooks the legs. Hortega slides in for the count.
UNO….
DOS….
TRES!
Hortega calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Joe Hoffman: STEVENS WINS! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
Benny slams his fist down on the desk.
Benny Newell: FUCK!
Bryan McVay climbs into the ring to make it official.
Bryan McVay: Your winner…THE SCORPION- SCOTT STEEE-VENS!
Stevens raises his arms in victory.
Benny Newell: HOW IN LEE BEST’S NAME DID THIS HAPPEN?
Joe Hoffman: Kostoff got careless and Stevens took full advantage of it.
Benny Newell: You really do have a thing for Stevens, don’t you.
Joe Hoffman: What?
Benny Newell: Just sayin’
Mario Maurako: Friends, Maurakan’s, HOW’sers, lend me your ears! I come before you tonight with a heavy heart. It was seven days ago you marvelous fans packed this marvelous arena in hopes of setting your eyes on your hometown hero, your Caesar; Marvelous Mario Maurako.
The raucous crowd begins a slight chant of “Tri-ple-M”.
Mario Maurako: The plan last week was to enjoy a feast at the local Applebees with longtime friend Paul Paras. Convince Paras to return, and then have the most Perfectly Marvelous return HOW could possibly make when we returned here. Unfortunately your Caesar had a little too much wine to drink and I didn’t make it in last week. For that you’re Caesar is duly and truly sorry.
The same loving and forgiving fans begin chanting “Thank You Mario!”
Mario Maurako: So your Caesar thought long and hard about how I could make it up to you marvelous fans and that is when I decided that I would make my return to the HOW ring tonight, with my good friend and Senator, Christopher America!
The fans continue to eat out of Mario’s hand like a deer at a petting zoo, morphing their chant into an “A-O-A” chant.
Mario Maurako: That is why tonight, in the Main Event of the evening. The Senator and myself are going to Marvelously Manhandle-
Mario abruptly stops talking and motions for America to come over. Mario puts his arm around his long-time friend.
Mario Maurako: I completely forgot, who are we fighting again?
Christopher America: Brian Hollywood & Noah Hanson.
Mario Maurako: Oh yes, the devastating team of Brian Hollywood and Noah Hanson. This looks to be a Main Event that people will be talking about for centuries to come.
The lights in the arena suddenly go pitch black. The crowd instantly boos at the interruption of their idol. The video screen lights up and with the Texas flag ass “Til I Collapse” by Eminem begins playing. The lights return as Scott Stevens emerges and makes his way down to the ring already carrying his own microphone and looking ready for his match later in the night. The normally loved Texan is taking some heat from the fans as he makes his way into the ring and stands across from Caesar Mario, who looks visibly upset at the interruption.
Scott Stevens: I’m sorry to come out here during your time Mario, but you’ve got this lovely open door policy and frankly I wanted to talk to you. You see last week on Mayhem I was “this” close to winning the HOW Championship.
Stevens holds up his index and thumb to where they are just barely not touching.
Scott Stevens: And I feel as if I hadn’t competed earlier in the night I would’ve for sure be standing here today the HOW Champion. Don’t get me wrong, I’m very thankful you granted me the opportunity that you did but I’m asking for one more chance… at Perfectly Marvelous!
There is a mixed reaction from the fans, some of them seem have moved past the interruption while others haven’t. Clearly Mario hasn’t thought as he still likes he could rip a phonebook in half at a moments notice.
Mario Maurako: First let me offer a couple of corrections. #1 that thing you called the HOW Championship is my wife, you may refer to her as Mrs. Maurako. I’m pretty sure we covered that two weeks ago. #2 you shouldn’t be thanking me for your opportunity last week, as I wasn’t the one who granted that to you. You might have missed it because you were doing whatever it is you vile Texans do on a daily basis. But I had a bit too much to drink last week and wasn’t here and the Senator here filled in with what he ‘thought’ I would do in the situation. But the problem is that he ‘thought’ wrong.
The friendly disposition on Steven’s face quickly evaporates as now tension brews between the Superstar and the Caesar. Stevens takes a step towards Mario but quickly remembers he is greatly out numbered, Mario simply ignores him and continues.
Mario Maurako: You see Stevens, you and I, we have a problem. That problem is that we both want different things. You want to beat Jason Davidson and take my wife from him. I want my marvelous fans to be entertained. The problem therein lies that it isn’t entertaining watching Mr. Davidson destroy you over and over again. I mean I’m entertained because I like watching a good beating, but my marvelous fans are tired of it, and they’re tired of you.You had your chance last week and you will not be getting another one.
Stevens just smirks after listening to Mario’s rant.
Scott Stevens: You would know about beatings wouldn’t you? Whether it’s to Aceldama for the world title or Scottywood for the tag championships. Hell, even your boyfriend, Triple P, beating you off in that Applebee’s restroom last week. You definitely know about beatings.
Mario as he inches closer and Kostoff & America watch carefully.
Scott Stevens: I tried to be nice, but now I demand the opportunity you promised me!
Mario Maurako: You had it last week. I’m tired of you, my people are tired of you.
Scott Stevens: You claim these fans are tired of me getting an opportunity at the world title?
Stevens asks and the crowd reaction is mixed.
Scott Stevens: But if you were actually in attendance last week instead of getting rear ended by Triple P you would have realized that Jace and I stole the fucking show!
The crowd cheers for the exciting match they witnessed.
Scott Stevens: Your hometown fans loved every second of my championship match and they were all on the edge of their feet to the very end of it, and I bet they want to see that happen again.
The crowd goes berserk.
Mario Maurako:I’m glad enjoyed it. But if you tune in every week to HOW and every week you’re watching Scott Stevens get plowed over by Mr. Davidson then you’re not going to want to tune in anymore. You had a good ride once kid, leave it at that.
Scott Stevens: Apparently you don’t know the track record with me when it comes to authority around here. The last authoritative regime that tried to prevent me from what I wanted was the Best Alliance, you have heard of them?
Stevens asks Mario and he replies.
Scott Stevens: Well as you can see they aren’t around anymore, just like Lee Best isn’t around anymore. They may have won battles but I always won the fucking war!
Stevens shouts as he gets into the face of Mario.
Mario Maurako: I’m familiar with the history Mr. Stevens, which clearly you’re not. If so you would know that when I first broke into HOW I was a member of that Best Alliance. When we came back in 2008 I was in the Best Alliance; and then I split from them and I formed a little group called the Argonauts of Awesome with my buddy the Senator here. I’ve been a thorn in Lee’s side long before you ever showed up. And the ONLY reason you quote unquote “took out Lee” is because Senator America already had him on his way to the ambulance. You’re nothing but a blight on this empire and maybe it’s time I have you removed.
Stevens snickers, unfazed by what he feels is an empty threat from the Caesar.
Scott Stevens: Just remember this Mario, all great empires fall and this time it won’t be Brutus who takes down Caesar, it’ll be a man from Texas who does it instead.
The fans start to grow unsettled by Stevens personal attacks on their hero, and Mario has had enough as he angrily takes a step up and stands nose to nose with Stevens.
Mario Maurako: You want to threaten me!? I’m not Lee Best, I’m 6’3 and 260lbs of pure Marvelousness! I’m done taking shit from you! You won’t be fighting Jason P. Davidson at Simply Marvelous, because you are going to be fighting ME!
The crowd erupts into cheers at the huge match just announced for the PPV.
Scott Stevens: And when I win I get Davidson.
Mario Maurako: Fine, because you’re NOT going to win. But since you want to add that stipulation, I’m going to add a little stipulation of my own. When you the Texan, meet me the Minnesotan, on July 21st right here in The House of Maurako, in Minneapolis Minnesota…
The cheers get louder and louder as Mario continues to hype up his hometown crowd, and turn them against his Texan foe.
Mario Maurako: That match will be a MINNESOTA DEATH MATCH!!!
The crowd goes absolutely ape shit, but Stevens gets no time to soak anything in as Kostoff nails him with a forearm to the side of the head knocking Stevens down to the mat. Kostoff immediately starts laying the boots to Stevens as Mario & America flea the ring and wave for a referee to come down to the ring.
Mario Maurako: And your match for tonight, starts right NOW!
We fade out to commercial as Kostoff continues pummeling Stevens and we wait for a referee.
Joe Hoffman: All right, while we were in commercial, the opening match of the night began and basically Chris Kostoff has been assaulting Scott Stevens.
Benny Newell: YEAH KOSTOFF!
Kostoff viciously stomps away at Stevens who’s trying to get up off the mat.
Benny Newell: KOSTOFF IS BACK! HE’S BEATING THE EVER-LOVIN’ SHIT OUT OF STEVENS!
Kostoff pulls Stevens off the mat. He takes the arm and flings the Texan hard into the corner turnbuckle. Stevens hits face first and staggers backwards.
Benny Newell: Serves him right for what he did to the God of HOW.
Kostoff takes him by the hair and throws Stevens into the corner turnbuckle. He hits head first and crumples to the mat. But instead of pushing his advantage, Kostoff stands back and admires his handiwork.
Joe Hoffman: If things weren’t bad enough already for the Scorpion tonight, Stevens also came under fire last week from the most unlikeliest of sources- Ray McAvay. I wonder if he’ll address the comments McAvay made on last week’s show at some point tonight…and…and…Benny, what are you doing?
Benny places a gallon container of JR’s BBQ Sauce on the broadcast desk.
Benny Newell: Since you brought up McAvay, I’m going to pour this on his stripper friends later tonight and then lick it off their tits. Just like in the commercial!
Joe Hoffman: You didn’t do that in the commercial.
Benny Newell: Who the fuck cares. You have your fantasy. I’ve got mine…DRINK!
Stevens reaches up for the middle rope and somehow drags himself up. He lurches forward and locks up with Kostoff in the middle of the ring. Kostoff uses his strength to gain an advantage over the weakened Texan and drives him towards the corner.
Benny Newell: Kostoff is a fucking beast, Hoffman. I’m telling you, he’s getting his legs back.
Joe Hoffman: Kostoff looked a little rusty when he faced Scottywood a couple weeks ago. But last week he looked sharper in the tag match against Diamond and Jatt Starr.
Kostoff shoves Stevens into the corner and only the turnbuckle keeps the Texan upright. Kostoff steps back and grins.
Benny Newell: Kostoff is a HOW Hall of Famer. He’s going to mop this ring up with the Lonesome-
Stevens suddenly springs forward and pushes Kostoff off balance. He kicks him in the stomach, turns and grabs the back of his neck and drops to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!
Benny Newell: NOOOOOOO!
Kostoff pitches backwards and lands in the middle of the ring on his back. Stevens pounces and hooks the legs. Hortega slides in for the count.
UNO….
DOS….
TRES!
Hortega calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Joe Hoffman: STEVENS WINS! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
Benny slams his fist down on the desk.
Benny Newell: FUCK!
Bryan McVay climbs into the ring to make it official.
Bryan McVay: Your winner…THE SCORPION- SCOTT STEEE-VENS!
Stevens raises his arms in victory.
Benny Newell: HOW IN LEE BEST’S NAME DID THIS HAPPEN?
Joe Hoffman: Kostoff got careless and Stevens took full advantage of it.
Benny Newell: You really do have a thing for Stevens, don’t you.
Joe Hoffman: What?
Benny Newell: Just sayin’