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Expensive Gifts; Stephen J. Eversol
Topic Started: Apr 16 2017, 08:12 AM (26 Views)
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”Yeah, no, that sounds perfect.”

The scene opens up inside of a swanky, upscale hotel room. The kind that Coulter Crew members have been known to stay at from time to time. One of those Crew members in the Fighting Spirit and Grand Prix Champion, Stephen J. Eversol is the person we see. It’s his hotel room after all. He has a phone up against his ear as he’s setting something that’s obviously important up at the moment.

”Yeah, get the 100 year one. That’s perfect. Yup.”

That certainly sounds like he’s ordering a bottle of something fancy. He could be planning a hot date after the way his recent encounter with his girlfriend, Brittany went.

”I don’t really know shit about cigars so, I don’t know. Are Cubans legal? If so, get some of those.”

I’m not really sure if Brittany is much of a cigar smoker.

”Yeah, he’ll love that shit.”

He? This is certainly interesting.

”Yeah, just put it on the AmEx card. The black one. Alright. Now you tell me as soon as it comes in. I don’t wanna be waiting forever for this shit. Yeah, bye.”

Eversol taps a button on his phone with a big grin on his face.

[size0]”Nasty Nate will love this shit..”

Did—did he say Nasty Nate? As in Eversol’s nickname for Nathaniel Alexander? So, it looks like Eversol is setting something up for Alexander.

”Oh, hey.”

It’s as if Eversol was too busy to have noticed the camera right in his face.

”I’m sure you’re all wondering just who that was on the phone just now and the person isn’t important. I have many people working for me, whose sole purpose is to get me shit that I need. That was one of them. But I do have something to say to my opponent for the week. I mean, this isn’t just any other opponent and any other week, after all. This is the week that I get to walk out with three belts wrapped around my waist.”

Eversol motions to his waist, where somehow three belts will be able to fit.

”See, having to rely on my best friend in the entire business to get me the opportunity to finally just rip that title away from Johnny Annoying’s stupid, little paws is enough for both of us to make fuckin’ sure that it gets done. I mean, Nathaniel is the last person in the world that wants to see the reign of Johnny Pole Rider go on one more fucking day. Nathaniel tried like hell to take it from him and he should be walking around with that title around his waist. But in typical FIW management fashion, they found a way to screw Nasty Nate over and put him into position to lose. They set him up for failure.”

Eversol shakes his head. I mean the Coulter Crew or any of its’ members ever admitting that they just couldn’t get the job done isn’t in their nature, so Eversol’s revisionist history shouldn’t be a surprise to anybody.

”Nasty Nate is a former Dual Crown Champion and I have no doubt in my mind that he’s also a future FIW Champion. But because they have robbed you and done everything in their power to make sure you lost, I’m ready. I’m ready to get the job done for The Crew, to take that belt and raise it to new heights while also defending the Fighting Spirit Championship and hell, maybe I’ll defend the Grand Prix title too.”

Eversol has delusions of grandeur with all of his talk about defending three different titles at one time.

”But, I’m not going to get ahead of myself. I’m actually going to pay a compliment to the current FIW Champion.”

Say what? It almost looks like Eversol is uncomfortable as he shuffles around in his seat.

”You’re fucking talented, Johnny. You are.”

Eversol’s smiley demeanor changes to more of a scowl. It’s as if he just had to admit that Santa wasn’t real.

”Nobody just holds the FIW title for nearly six months. You beat Big D to get it and you retained it against Nasty Nate on several occasions. Darian and Nate are my buddies and they’re decorated members of The Crew. So you beating them really means something. But you’re also good at one other thing that no one seems to realize and that’s the fact that you’re very good at manipulation, Johnny.”

Well, that’s certainly the sound of Eversol playing the pot.

”You did your best to put doubt into my head, into Nathaniel’s head. You think my friend going to bat for me has less of a chance of succeeding than Keith Williams being the one to have to save your ass? You really believe your bullshit, don’t you, Johnny?”

Eversol grins at the camera as if Johnny Amazing is standing right in front of him.

”I’ve pinned Keith Williams’ shoulders to the mat twice in a row now!”

Eversol holds up two fingers to the camera.

”So I pinned another former Dual Crown Champ and in his and Nate’s match we have two former Dual Crown Champions going at it. One of them just got back and has looked like a complete idiot by joining a team that got embarrassed by The Crew and then failed as your tag team partner, a partner that even you don’t trust. And you think that bodes well for you?”

Eversol lets out a small chuckle, shaking his head at the same time.

”This man has done nothing since returning other than hit on your sister, my girlfriend, but I guess that’s okay, right? It’ okay when it’s me, right?”

Eversol stares into the camera for a moment. It’s unclear whether he’s getting upset over Johnny Amazing or Keith Williams.

”Don’t worry about it though, Johnny. I can handle Keith. Hell, I already have handled him. Twice. But next I’m going to handle you. So if you wanna play mathematics then how’s this?”

Eversol clears his throat.

”I’m three times better than you for embarrassing Dream. I’ve seen you with him. You treat him the way everyone else does. Like the big retard that he is.”

Eversol has a nice little chuckle at poor Dream’s expense.

”But I digress. I’m also two times better than Keith for pinning him twice and Nate pinned me in the past so he’s two times better than Keith. So anyway that you want to slice it, I’m going to beat you. I’m going to take that title away from you and then what will you be?”

Eversol pauses, letting the question hang in the air for a moment.

”You’ll be what you’ve always been destined to be…my little bitch.”

Eversol grins into the camera with the biggest shit-eating grin as the scene fades out.
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