[::Steve Corino::]
What do you want boy?
[::Josh Matthews::]
Well, Mr. Corino, I just wanted to get your comments about Sunday night's loss to WWE Heavyweight Champion "Sure Fire" Shawn Cash?
[::Steve Corino::]
You know somethin Matthews... you got some balls to ask me that... and your lucky, because those balls may have just saved your life for the night. About Sunday night, you want me comments? Simple... Cash got lucky. See, I didn't know I had the title shot until a few days before. There was no way I had time to prepare for a match as big as that one in a couple days Matthews. Do you know what that is? That's just one more example of the suits in this company trying to hold me back from where I belong. Everyone in this business has known from day one that Steve F'n Corino was then, is now, and will forever be the Chosen One, the Lethal Injection of Total Perfection... the Messiah of the Mat. It's that simple. Everyone from New York to Cali and from Canada to Japan knows I was born to die at the peak of this business.... a peak no man, woman, or child will ever be able to achieve after me. I am settin the standard to level no one can reach. And that Matthews... is why they hold me back. Cause they're scared. It's natural man.... everyone's afraid of change. They like their routine, they like their simple comfortable lives the way they are. But that's not how it's gonna be. No, it is written in the starts as my destiny to reform and reclaim this business as mine. And it all starts with that WWE Title. Yeah, Cash snuck away with it at Survivor Series, but he made one fatal mistake. He wasn't the sole survivor, cause I'm still living. I'm still breathing. My heart's still beating. I survived that fight, and now it's just a mteer of time before his ass and his title are mine. Now Matthews, I got some business to take care of.
{{{Corino checks himself in the mirror one more time, smiles, then walks off}}}
{{{In the arena, the lights go out when suddenly Godsmack "I Stand Alone" hits. The crowd boos heavily as Steve Corino walks out with his fists in the air. He begins to walk down the ramp as the crowd yells at him. He turns and spits on a fan in the front row and laughs. He rolls under the bottom rope and gets to his feet. He climbs onto the secord turnbuckle and poses to enormous heat. He smiles to himself and steps down. He gets a mic from a stage hand and begins to speak once his music stops}}}
[::Steve Corino::]
Woooo! You know nothing in the world makes me happier than to see a packed house full of degenerate deadbeats thinking I give a rat's ass about whether or not they like me. Man, to think of all the time of my life I wasted trying to get y'all on my side. What can I say, I was young and stupid, but we all grow up. The only difference says with all of you, you all stayed stupid. But hey.... let's talk about me for a bit shall we? See, you're looking at what should very well be your WWE Champion if I would have had ample time to prepare for the match. But I'm not here to whine and complain, I'm here to lay out the blueprints for the future. See, I'm the rightful heir to the throne that is the WWE Championship, and that prophecy will not be altered. Like it or not, I couldn't care less, it will not change. The Age of The Icon is coming soon people. Cash's days are numbered indefinately, and there isn't a damn thing that can stop me. Which leads me to this Thursday night... the night the ball starts rolling towards my rise to the top. This Thursday on SmackDown, I go one on one with the Rock. Another cardboard copy of what the "Superstar" should look like, talk like, fight like... all that. Rock, do you think you're intimidating or something? You're a clone man, that's all. I've fought guys like you thousands upon thousands of times. I could do it my sleep by now. You can out here with your "Candy Ass"es and your "If Ya Smell"s, but it doesnt make a difference to me. Yeah, maybe every once and awhile you'll mesmerize these people, but those times are few and far between. Hell, you could wrestle in front of the National Hemorroids Anonymous Convention and you still wouldn't be able to get them off their asses to cheer you. That's just how it is. Hey, I can give credit where it's due. You used to be something special. You used to be something amazing. You used to be something captivating... that these people just couldnt take theit eyes off of. But those days are gone now. Now, when ninety-percent of the wrestling fans of the world see you on their screen, they change the channel. You are just one more of the washed up nobodies that are ruining the business... sending it straight down the tubes. Wrestling is about to crash and burn because of the stale spots and chair shots coming from cardboard cut-outs like yourself. Lucky for you, I came back. I came back to save this business... to save your job. You should be on your knees in reverence you asswipe! You and every other soul in this business would be heading directly to hell if I didn't step in. I am giving my blood, sweat, and tears to save you all from your sins... to wipe your slate clean. You are staring dead into the eyes of the man that will save your life. Don't let the way I look or act fool you son. I'm the One and you'll believe it in a year. So you have two choices Rock. You can either stand up and fight your savior... the Messiah of the Mat, or you can back out of this macth and join the good fight. But don't feel special Rock, cause that option is out there for each and every SmackDown superstar. Even a man of my perfection and raw talent needs back-up every once in awhile. I'm looking for a few good men to take my back as I lead them onward to freedom and salvation from the downward spiral this business is taking. There is only one man who does not have this choice... only one man that must pay for his participation is this poisoning of the wrestling world with his life. That man... is Shawn Cash. There will be no escape, no mercy, and no remorse for Cash... he will get what is coming to him, I promise that. As for you Rock, think this over. What do you want to do? Fight and die a losing battle, or stand tall in victory with your Chosen One. This will be the most important decision you ever make... take your time. Class Dismissed.
{{{"I Stand Alone" hits again and Corino leaves to loud, roaring boos}}}
{{{Steve Corino's walking in the back when he goes by Torrey Lyne's locker room. He stops, smiles, and walks in. Torrey's sitting on the couch reading something when she sees him. She stands up, startled. He walks over to her, grabs the book, and sets it down}}}
[::Steve Corino::]
Torrey, Torrey, Torrey... relax. It's just me... your old friend Steve. I understand you've got this big meeting tonight, but it's not good for you to be so stressed. Look, I wanted to talk to you before you went to go see HBK. You know as well as I do he's old, he's stale... and no matter how talented and charismatic you are Torrey... he's only going to drag you down. You'll be stuck in the same old shit for the rest of your career. Now I'm giving you another option... an escape from the mundane. I'm back baby... I'm back for good... and I'm back to save this business from what was already done. I want you fighting with me Torrey, not against me. With a woman as powerful as you spreading the New Gospel with me, there's no telling how many people we can reach... how many lost souls we can touch. These dumbasses in the crowd dont get it... but I know you do. That's what me and you have in common Torrey... these people hate us because they don't understand that we're doing what we're doing for their own good. Before you decide what you're gonna say to Shawn, think about this. This is a time of transformation. As they say, out with the old and in with the new. Look at RAW as your example... for years Winters has been the top dog around here, but now it's Tank. The same thing is happening on our show. You have an opportunity to stand at the top of the heap looking down at all creation. Accept, and you and me will reign for eternity at the peak of this business. Decline, and soon you'll find yourself staring up at me, wondering about what could have been, the pain you could have avoided... the hell you could have escaped. You're a smart girl Torrey... I know you'll make the right decision.
{{{Steve smiles and pats her on the shoulder. He then back out the room, leaving Torrey looking confused}}}