[Gavin Stephens]

 

Everything was so different for Gavin Stephens..  In comparison to the way things used to be.  There once was a man who had succeeded in every way, shape and form.  He walked into his place of employment and he knew he was the be all and end all.  He had entered a complete and total unknown to those involved.  Upper management and the like ended up completely, and totally surprised though.  Because that man became an individual whose name was synonymous with the company he wrestled in..  That man was Gavin Stephens.  And the company?  It was his previous place of employment.  A little place known as Uncensored Inc.  

A lot had changed since then, though.

Too much, actually.  But - when life gives you lemons, you throw those lemons back in its face and tell it to give you something else.  And so it did.  New opportunities, new horizons had presented themselves.  And now?  Gavin Stephens found himself employed by Sin City Wrestling.  A place he'd previously never really considered, having been content with his previous employer.  Feeling he would of been there for the long haul.  But now?  Things had changed and it seemed, very much so, that he was going to enjoy his new 'home' so to speak.  But where as Gavin would enjoy his new home..  There lied a question.  And it was one that would more than likely have a rather obvious answer following it.

Would his new home enjoy him?  Despite his talents.  Despite everything he had going for him, Stephens had developed an attitude in which many were convinced was 'bad for business'.  He was a drama queen, he liked to cause trouble, he loved to pick a fight.  And most of all?  He loved giving people a reason to hate him.  As could be seen through one of his more publicized feuds with Equinox, a man whose mask he had became obsessed with taking away for a time in his career.  Could Sin City Wrestling handle the intricacies of Gavin Stephens rather hateful personality?  There in lied the big question.  Never the less - Mr. Uncensored had been set to make his debut in SCW, and fortunately..  He had some friends along for the ride.

Though - given some of the history there, it was surprising they'd all became friends.  Stephens having briefly been in a rivalry with the romantic attachment of Alex Kaelin, mockingly calling himself the 'real deal' in the past in reference to the 'kind of a big deal' catchphrase of Kaelin.  And Watts, whom Stephens had briefly had a war of the words with in the past.  But somehow - some way, the three had came into the company as a unit.  And seemed to show some solidarity over outlets like Twitter..  But would that be the case in the ring?

= = = = =
The scene picks up of course at the home of Gavin Stephens, whom sat on a chair in front of his television playing some Call of Duty Advanced Warfare because..  the man was a known gamer, comic book reader, and all around enthusiast of things nerdy.  He was messing around with his controller at the beginning of this piece, changing his clan tag on the game to the letters 'AoV' for some reason or another.  He messed with that a bit while Mikah's dog barked in the background, only for him to ignore it because he was a terrible person when it came to animals.  They didn't like him, he didn't like them.  It was just the way things happened to be in the Mikah..  whatever her last name was and Gavin Stephens household.  Stephens entered into a match, playing around on his game for a bit, not a care in the world.  And some time passed, as he continued to kick back, drinking some Coca Cola whenever he got a moment to free up his hands.  It wasn't too long after that he heard a thud from the other side of the house, the sound of a door closing shit.  It wasn't too long before Mikah came into the room to investigate why there were sounds of a puppy squealing and making various annoying sounds through the house.

MIKAH: "I'm home..  why's the dog going crazy?"

Mikah questioned as she went off in search of the animal.  Gavin sat up, turning his game off, or at least taking it back into the main menu for the time being.  He stood up and followed her into the other room and once there, he stood to see her investigating a basket with a puppy inside.  It sure beat letting it run around yapping, thought Gavin.  But Mikah didn't seem to think so as she went and removed the basket off of the top of the animal rather hastily.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Emptied a basket, and sat it on top of it because it annoyed me."

The man put it rather bluntly, not even worried about how awful that sounded.  Mikah looked surprised as she took care of the animal.  Of course, Gavin didn't really care one way or another.  He was a rather harsh, harsh individual.  And he'd made it apparent he didn't give a damn about the mutt anyway.  In the back of his mind, he knew he needed to focus.  They had things to do, they had to get to work.  They couldn't worry about Mikah and her pet situation, it was a pointless endeavor to do so.

MIKAH: "Gavin, it's a puppy!  You didn't even leave it water!"

He shrugged.  He wasn't the kind, caring individual Mikah was..  Not that those were words that could describe her, either.  But she seemed to have a soft spot for that animal.  Unfortunately, Gavin couldn't say he had a soft spot for many things in this life time.  He was jaded, hateful, angry.  He was the worst of the worst and..  there was very little sympathy for anything other than him and his own.  It just so happened Mikah herself was classified under all of that, leading her to being one of the few people he actually gave a damn about.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "It's an annoying puppy.  To be fair, I tried to do the same thing to your daughter but, thumbs."

Oh yeah, he went there.  Much to the appalled look of Mikah.  She was disgusted with the notion he would be that mean to her poor daughter.  But hey, it wasn't his daughter!  He just grinned at her as she shook her head.  She was used to his sense of humor by now, sure.  But being used to something didn't mean she liked it.  He leaned against the wall, watching her take care of that little demon she called a puppy.  He just casually shook his head for the time being.  Never ceased to amaze him what people would waste their time with.

MIKAH: "..."

Once Mikah had settled the animal down, she went on through the house.  He waited for a moment before heading after her, figuring they had some things to discuss.  There was preparation, planning, all of that required because they were finally getting back to work.  Finally getting back into the wrestling business.  They hadn't been away for too long but, their vacation from it was slowly but surely about to end with the first episode of Climax Control they'd both appear on.  And they had to be ready.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "So..  flight in the morning."

Stephens said, reminding the lady.  Mikah walked into the kitchen and grabbed herself a glass, then poured herself some water.  Seemingly going on as if she were ignoring what he'd said.  He figured she was either mad at him, or dreading going to work..  Or perhaps even both!  Given what he had just done, and said in regards to both the kid, and the dog..  He expected very much that he had talked his way into the 'doghouse' of sorts on this day.  But the best part of a dispute was the making up, so really, it was fine.

MIKAH: "Don't remind me."

The beautiful blonde rolled her eyes as she sipped her water, occupying herself with some various things in the kitchen.  She was by no means the housewife type so, the whole kitchen thing was a bit of a odd place to see her in.  Never the less - Gavin could tell she was more annoyed by the idea of the traveling involved with wrestling, again.  Sure it was both their passions and all that.  But, that all took its toll on you.  Mikah had it the worst of the two traveling between places for Uncensored, so he hadn't quite thought about how this would effect her, till now.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "I sense the excitement in your voice.  But - it'll be nice to get back into the ring again.  Been far too long since you and I did what we do so well."

He said with a chuckle, proud that the two were going to get right back down to business.  Still leaning against the door frame, waiting for a response.  He also said this to pep her up.  He knew how good of a wrestler she was, when she wanted to be.  But often times she let things like possessions and a life of leisure get in the way of going out there and whipping some ass.  He understood that, no really, he did.  It was a sentiment that most people could easily, easily understand.

MIKAH: "Oh, and what is it we do?"

Mikah questioned, turning towards him and finally plastering a smile on that pretty face of hers.  Seemed his attempts to pep her up were working a little bit anyway.  Or maybe she just liked him enough that his presence was enough to do it.  Either way, he continued to show a vested interest in getting her out of the house and back into a wrestling ring.  After all, all this stuff about their new home, their getting married, all that was nice.  But - it didn't leave a whole hell of a lot of room for her to actually do much else.  This?  This was her opportunity.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Well they didn't hire us to be Melody's unicorn head guys.."

He said as a light chuckle escaped his lips.  Mikah just shook her head.  The woman had a bit of an attitude, she was a bit mean when she felt people deserved it.  And - a lady like Mikah probably didn't find unicorns as interesting as someone else might.  She seemed visibly disturbed by the idea of having to portray one of those things.  As she perhaps should of been.  As one couldn't imagine it was a very flattering role to play.  Really?  Who the hell wanted to be a weird dude in a unicorn head?

MIKAH: "...  I didn't even know they hired for that."

Mikah walked over to him, standing a bit nearer to him.  She sat her glass down on the bar in the kitchen just prior to coming over to him.  Once in front of him, she put a smile on her face.  Good to see she hadn't taken too much of what he said too seriously.  A lot of the things he did towards her were in good fun, and she knew that.  Or - well, he hoped she did.  Otherwise he had a lot of things to explain here later.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "That whole only wearing a pair of white shiny pants would be a good look for you.  We can skip the unicorn head though."

Of course, she ended up walking off, though she could be heard laughing at his comments.  She was by no means pissed or anything, and seemed to at the very least find him entertaining.  Entertaining was good, he could work with that.  He stood there, waiting for her to stop, but she just went on about her business.  Had to go check on her daughter and all that, but never the less, there Gavin was, grinning from ear to ear.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "I'm serious!"

A smile appeared on his face as he waited for Mikah to come back.  But she didn't.  He just shook his head.  She realized he was joking, she was used to his sense of humor like that.  But still, she walked off.  He could be a bit ridiculous sometimes but, they had a rather strong relationship despite it all.  With him having not too long ago asked her to marry him and the like, though, no date had been set, the two were seemingly rather strong as a couple.  Even with his rather..  hard to get along with demeanor.  Never the less, both seemed to be as ready as ever to head into the squared circle.  Though - Gavin was eager, in Mikah's case, she seemed to have been much happier relaxing, rather than worrying about getting a beating week in and week out.  Even if she was good, depending on who you faced, you could still expect to walk away with a few lumps.  And - for pretty little Mikah, that was still a few too many.

= = = = =

Finally..  Finally they were off the plane and had arrived to the arena which was presenting tonight's Sin City Wrestling Climax Control branded event!  The cameras were rolling earlier that evening to capture both Mikah and Stephens having arrived to the arena.  Once finding out whre their locker room was located, they split up with Mikah heading off in that direction.  And Stephens continuing to look around the place.  After all, he wanted to survey the landscape so to speak.  Take a tour and see who, and what all he could see along the way.  So as it turned out, he did exactly, exactly that.  As he casually sauntered his way down the halls, peeking around the place at the various employees and denizens of the Sin City Wrestling empire..  He turned a corner only to bump in to a buxom brunette woman.  Even more so than Mikah, and a bit older..  The lady gave him a interesting look as Gavin gave her a confused one..

: "Well hello there, handsome.."

Stephens looked at her with a blank expression across his face.  He appreciated the sentiment, absolutely.  Always nice to be referred to as handsome.  Though, he wondered what this woman wanted.  It was hard not to notice the curves and the like considering she seemed to be trying her hardest to make sure her wardrobe accentuated all of that and more.  Though - he wasn't interested in her as most would of been.  He had his interests in another woman, obviously, but - he couldn't help but wonder why this woman was speaking to him.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "...  Who are you supposed to be exactly?  Tits McGee?"

He may have been half right.  But her name wasn't exactly that.  Never the less, he leaned against the wall, giving her a curious look.  Hey, why not right?  Getting acquainted with the inmates of this particular asylum was required if he wanted to make any 'friends'.  Okay, to be fair, Gavin never really made friends.  He made enemies.  But there was some level of knowing one another required for even making foes!  And Gavin?  He certainly wanted to make a few enemies here in SCW.

: "I'm Ms. Rocky Mountains, and I handle the backstage reporting around here.."

The mountainous woman introduced herself as Gavin couldn't help but grin at the name.  He saw what they did there.  No really, he did.  Wherever she came up with her ring name, he could see why they gave it to her, or she gave herself it.  Or however that worked.  He just shook his head for a moment, trying hard not to laugh.  It was certainly one of the more interesting names he had heard a backstage reporter type referred to as in the past.  He felt it would certainly be quite the experience getting interviewed by her..

GAVIN STEPHENS: "I'll never remember that..  Rocky Mountains?  Really?"

Still speaking with a very obvious hint of surprise in his voice.  Though, he supposed names like that were to be expected.  This was Sin City Wrestling.  Names like that put the sin in Sin City, he supposed.  But still, it was an unexpected treat to find out her name was actually something to do with her breasts.  But it was time to get to business, he expected once she figured out just who he was, if she didn't already know..  Then she'd want a word with him in relation to his debut this evening.  If he could get around making surprised comments about her name.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "Yes, what's wrong with that?"

She questioned as he just shook his head, snickering like some sort of perverted kid.  Gavin finally stepped away from the wall, rather than lean upon it any longer.  Deciding that he could support himself, rather than that.  Speaking of support, Gavin began thinking of a number of jokes about Rocky Mountains.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Nothing really..  Just, I feel like what I called you was more fitting."

Her expression took a more sour one upon hearing his thoughts on her moniker, name, or whatever.  That couldn't of been on her birth certificate right?  He wondered..  He'd have to make some calls and look into that.  He just so happened to know a guy.  But that?  That was a story for another time, and another place.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "Oh I'm sure you do.  But - I recognize you now..  You're one of the new signings making his debut this week, aren't you, honey?"

Gavin was visibly shaken at being referred to as 'honey'.  It was almost as bad as that twitter exchange where he was called 'bucko'.  He looked at her, just shaking his head, giving a facepalm gesture soon after.  He had tried to be nice.  He really did.  But - someone always, always managed to say something that he didn't end up quite liking.  And right now?  It was her persisting in calling him things when he clearly wasn't a fan.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "You're right about everything but the part where you called me honey.."

He figured that she was just trying to flatter the new signee.  Maybe this whole relentless pursuit type of chick worked on some people, but, while she was nice from the neck down.  Nothing was going to sell him on that face.  So her feminine charms didn't quite have as much effect on him as she may of figured.  He just waited though, waiting for her to answer him because now he was legitimately curious as to what her reaction was going to be to his rejection.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "Oh don't be so shy.  I'm sure those sweet boys in the Players Club would be very receptive to a lady such as myself."

Oh that was a name she just had to bring up.  Gavin rolled his eyes.  He thought of his opponents for Climax Control.  He knew enough about those men.  And he had a number of things he wished to say about them.  And he would, on his time.  But for now, he just shook his head at the comments of Rocky Mountains.  Good ole investigative journalism, he thought.  Trying to slyly get him to talk, throw out some harsh words about his opponents so she could 'get the scoop'.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Oooh the Players Club.  Don't get me started..  I'm sure they'd be receptive to that two dollar whore Mikah and I passed on the street to get here tonight, too."

Once again, the lady with the huge knockers gasped.  Was he likening her to some kind of a cheap hooker?  It certainly seemed like he was.  And it wasn't the most flattering thing one could of done, at that.  The woman tried to remain professional, after all, no use flying off the handle when someone was rude..

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "Soo..  seeing as how you bumped me."

Bumped her?  Gavin's mind went into the gutter for a moment, given how that sounded..  He just sighed and dusted off his clothes while he wondered what the point of all this was.  As you see, he was indeed aware of her job here.  But she seemed to be taking her sweet time getting to the overall point of all this.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Bumped into you.  I wouldn't bump you with a ten foot pole."

Cutting that off right then and there.  His facial mannerisms still showing a rather sour turn, at least towards her.  Which - of course it couldn't quite be helped, he was gaining some sort of pleasure out of giving her trouble like this.  After all, at his core, Gavin Stephens?  He was a bit of a bully..

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "No need to brag about your pole.  But - seeing as how this happened..  I'd like to ask you about your debut tonight.  Feeling excited about making your debut this evening?"

Finally to the point, Gavin thought.  Clenching his hands together as he thought to himself about her question.  Finally something he could sink his teeth into, though, he wasn't sure.  After all of that wasted time on her part, did he really want her to be the very first situation in his SCW career where he was allowed to utilize his talents of the spoken word?  It was a thinker.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Excited?  'Course I'm excited, Dusty Gozongas.  Listen - it's a new company, new horizons, new people.  People to conquer, people to decimate, people to annihilate, and people to use other words that end in 'ate' towards."

He spoke rather loud and vibrantly.  He commanded attention with his words, even when he was admittedly saying something ridiculous with the 'other words ending in ate' monologue.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "Even copulate?"

Eyebrow raising as he case his gaze back towards Rocky, instead of the camera, which it had been momentarily fixed upon.  All the charismatic speeches in the world, all of that personality he had been attempting to showcase couldn't of prepared him for that one.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Except that one, and any other weird ones.  You know, only the ones that mean hurt, maim, and so on.  Just for clarifications sake."

Whew.  Close call there, thought Gavin.  Letting out a sigh.  It was a shame that nowadays you had to clarify that sort of thing.  He was a old school sort where if you were telling someone how you were going to annihilate them, and so on, and so forth.  They could usually catch your drift!  Boy had things changed.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "But you know what?  I'm not just excited, I'm ecstatic.  Because tonight?  It's not just a debut.  It's not just a mere start.  Oh no, Breasticles McChesticles.  It's the beginning of something beyond the reaches of what any one of these monkeys in the backstage area, in the arena, or anywhere else for that matter can fathom."

Derogatively referring to your peers backstage as 'monkeys' had never been the best method to pop into a company, Gavin was more than smart enough to be aware of such things.  But - he had no sympathy for the people he worked with, and he would not, no, he could not go easy on them.  He would speak the truth about them, as he saw it.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "Oh really?  And what might that be?"

Curiosity in her tone..  She wanted that scoop, and she wanted it bad.  But - better yet, there was a mystery suggested here.  What did Gavin mean by the notion that this was all more than just a debut?  That it was something beyond the comprehension of the people within the backstage area?  He had something in the works, but what exactly was it?!

GAVIN STEPHENS: "If I told you that, I'd be spoiling the fun of the surprise.  And you know - I might be the kind of guy to poop on everyone else's party.  Hell, I take joy in ruining things for other people.  But - I don't ruin my own fun.  So you Miss Wopbopaloobops..  You'll have to wait like everyone else.  Kay?"

He laughed at his own joke, finding it hard to keep a straight face during the 'Wopbopaloobops' comment.  He'd have to remember that one for later, it was certainly one of the many keepers of these names he had utilized to speak in reference towards her as.  It may have even been his favorite out of them all.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "...  Okay."

Stephens stared right at her, as if he were expecting some kind of an answer.  She knew that from his look towards her, and as a result, she gave him the only answer she knew.  The only thing she felt could get him to move forward and get back on track.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "No.  Say it like I did, or I'll make you say it until you get it right.  Get a little bit of a sarcastic tone in your voice..  '...  Kay?'"

But alas, it was not good enough.  As were many things people did that Gavin didn't feel too impressed with.  He was obnoxious, bold, brash, sarcastic, and he could very easily get on someones very last nerve.  All with minimal effort on his part.

MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS: "...  Kay.."

Victimized by Stephens, she just wanted to move forward.  That was all!  To be able to do her job, but Gavin wasn't really the best for her workplace productivity.  At this point, she had very little hope of even getting an interview out of him.  Given what he had turned all of this into.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "You got it!  Maybe you're not completely useless after all, Bertha Boulders.  Just you know..  mostly."

He gestured with his hand for her to leave, waiting patiently.  Though - she didn't seem to be quite getting the picture, despite the rather obvious hand gestures in her general vicinity..

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Now get out of my face."

Surprised by this, the woman looked on, confused.  He couldn't of been serious, right?  Who would talk to her like that?  People loved her.  Right?  People were fans of her.  She was a merchandise seller, and all that.  Why in the world would anyone be mean to her?  Unfortunately, she'd found someone as mean as they come on this day.  And he spoke with a rather straight, serious face..  He wanted her out of his sight, and now.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Run along..  Just don't run too fast or those things might bounce up and kill ya.  Kay, you're dismissed!"

His expression took on a rather malicious one as he laughed at her expense..  Once again leaning against the wall, he mockingly waved towards her as she turned and left.  He had cut that particular interview short, mostly through his own actions.  He realized that.  But - what he had to say?  He didn't need to share the spotlight for that.  Oh no.  The spotlight was going to be every bit his own when the time arose.  He watched her walk down the hall until she had completely left the scene, and he just grinned in a rather sly manner as the camera got a close up of this new, rather rude talent.  The shot lasted a bit before the smug individual turned and walked from the scene himself..

= = = = =

A video package leaked out to the internet just prior to the Climax Control program, recorded later that day.  The package was woven full of clips of Gavin Stephens and his travels through various independent leagues, his foray into the big leagues, and so on.  The video clips put particular emphasis on his dominance over various opponents.  Between the woven in clips featured Gavin Stephens standing in a darkened room on his own, though, the effect over the clip gave it a grayscale effect.  Playing over this piece was his theme music, a little tune known as 'The Bad Guy' by Bronx Casket Company..

"Here comes trouble
Here comes pain
Here comes everybody's
Nightmare insane
Here comes shadow
The man in black

I don't care if you live or die
Here comes the bad guy"

The serious of clips all faded away to see Stephens having walked up into the viewpoint of a camera.  The black and white effect remaining as he smiled at the camera.  Lights popping on over his head, though not a lot, it was enough to illuminate a little bit of the room he was in, to allow one to better see him.  He stood there, dressed in a rather casual state, a pair of jeans and a yellow shirt featuring what looked to be a red claw mark down the front, which was the logo of the comic book anti hero 'Catman', one of the many famous characters of whom Gavin was a fan of.  He started to walk back and forth, thinking to himself about how to begin..  Before finally speaking out, albeit, he was turned slightly away from the camera as he did.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "We..  we haven't been formally introduced, have we?"

Stephens paused momentarily, slowly but surely casting his gaze towards the direction of the cameras.  He looked into the lens, almost if he were asking the people watching that question.  Rather than you know, an empty room with him and a camera inside of it.  It was a rather bizarre thing to do to talk to ones self already, but, he was speaking not to that empty room.  But to his new public here in SCW.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Just as you will come to find I am the remedy for the many things that ails not just this company, but this business as a whole.  You will come to find that I too hold the remedy for this as well.  So allow me to introduce myself.."

Arrogantly referring to himself as a 'remedy to the problems in pro wrestling', or something like that.  A malicious, devilish smile appeared across the lips of Gavin Stephens as he extended his arms wide, standing far back enough from the camera that it could get a good view of a man that soon enough..  Soon enough they'd be getting more and more familiar with him week in, and week out.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "I am a lot of things to a whole hell of a lot of people.  Some good, some bad.  But to all of you that may be unfamiliar with who I am, and what I do..  Consider this your enlightenment.  I am the worthy among the worthless.  I am salvation of this, and any other nation.  I've been called the bad guy because it's the name of my bloody theme music, and I've been called a lot worse on top of it, rest assured."

Pacing the floor a little bit as he spoke, he reflected on the various rivalries he had in the wrestling business.  He hadn't been around as long as most, his big break came a bit later.  But - he had developed himself into quite the villainous act.  And that?  Well that certainly got under the skin of a many opponent, thought Gavin as he continued across the floor of the room.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "I am the Visionary, or even televisionary to some.  Because - you know, TV.  I am a man that can not, will not, and shall never lie to any of you..  I am Gavin Stephens."

He continued to relay the rhetoric that he was a man of truth.  That he was a man that would always, always be honest.  Though - the truth was subjective.  The truth was whatever he wanted it to be.  Of course, the man himself would never admit that.  But really, everyone could figure out he only said what he felt was true.  Which, it could very well of been.  But there was room for some bias there.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "As is the case with any company you first appear in.  A company where you've got to start over..  It's like a big reboot for me.  I'm reworking things in my head, figuring out how to do things not as much differently as previous places I've worked.  But to do them better."

He articulated a vision he had for this company, a vision for his arrival.  He wanted to do things better than he had in the past.  To achieve his goals faster.  He had dominated previous places he was employed, and he knew that didn't count here.  So he had to be fully prepared to streamline all of that and do it even better.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "And as I look deep within myself for answers..  I get this notification about a tweet.  I look and what do I see?  Enemies.  I see Caleb and Midas going on, yack, yack, yack.  God knows what with God knows who.  Tweeting at me about how their winning is this..  forgone conclusion.  And - I know the goal, I know it because I've done the same thing to many other people..  They want to make people mad, angry, push them too far.  Try to agitate them, because when you're pissy, you make mistakes..  Thing is, they're taking a weird avenue to do it."

Gavin had never really gotten the fascination with Twitter.  While it was a useful tool for connecting, and promoting ones self.  People had began to rely too much on how much they could annoy folks via that.  Rather than any sort of trying to actually piss people off using the one thing that mattered, their abilities.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Really guys?  It's Twitter.  You're not going to make anyone mad by tweeting, except maybe the Twitter twerps that do it way, way too much."

He proceeded to eye roll a bit as he looked back into the camera.  Only to stop and adjust the camera bit, turning it towards a wall that was behind it.  The camera was close enough to it that when Gavin came around, he was a bit more in view when he leaned up, back against that particular wall.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Here's the thing, though.  For all the bad about Caleb and JT?  They achieved one good thing.  Only one though.  And it's not even good for them, so.  What was it?  They lit a fire under me."

He slumped down against the wall, thinking of what he wanted to do.  Actions..  they spoke a hell of a lot louder than words.  And right now Gavin wanted nothing more than to act.  He wanted nothing more than to cause some trouble in the life of the Players Club.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "The last time I wanted this badly to be a thorn in anyone's side.  The last time I wanted this badly to cause anyone problems?  Well..  Ask Equinox how that turned out.  Ask him.  Or take my word for it.  Take my word that I made his life a complete and utter hell.  That?  That I did for fun.  That I did to him for a couple of 'yucks'.  Think about what happens to people who go out of their way to attempt to get on my bad side and try to pester me?"

Shaking his head as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of gum.  He ripped a piece of gum from within the packet, out of it.  Then proceeded to unwrap it, placing it in his mouth.  Cherry flavored gum to be exact, one of his favorites..  He chewed on the gum for the time being, thinking about some of the exchanges that had went down since this whole match came about.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "The best part is, this little 'Players Club' joke you've got going on.  I get what you guys were doing.  Putting together a little 'power group'.  You expect to come in the door and push everyone over, right?  Stomp out anyone that's gaining any momentum and steal it all for yourselves."

He could understand the tactic.  He'd seen it work for a many of a bad, bad group of people.  But - he didn't quite think Caleb and the rest were 'that bad' as it were.  They weren't the kind of people who could dominate.  Where as Gavin?  He was exactly the kind of person who could do what needed to be done.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "But you didn't expect Watts, you didn't expect Kaelin..  You didn't expect me.  Now see, I believe..  that things?  They all work out for a reason.  And you have yours, and I have mine.  My reason?  It's simple..  I want everything so all of you get nothing.."

Pointing right at the camera as he mentioned 'you', as if he were speaking directly at someone.  Gavin smiled devilishly as he relaxed against the wall, he knew his greed was shining through.  All of that avarice, and a bit of spite mixed in there for good measure.  He needed to ensure that he got it all, and that his enemies received nothing.  And it seemed he was now going to make all of that into his mission, to cut the Players Club down at Climax Control.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "I could tell you, I could tell you all how this is going to go.  I could pretend I have some mojo going on, act as if I see the future.  But I don't.  What I do know?  It's what I'm capable of.  It's what Alex Kaelin is capable of."

Grinning confidently, an obvious cocky swagger to everything he did.  As was to be expected.  Stephens stood up finally, feeling he'd rested up enough.  He dusted off his pants, before turning his gaze right directly into the camera once more.  He knew where he'd left off, and brief pause or not, there was a point that he needed to make.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "What I know Caleb?  JT?  It's that we..  I..  we're all going to irreparably harm you.  See - I get your game with the Players Club.  I get the 'gimmick'. A tired group of men pretending that they're a hot commodity amongst the fairer sex, a group of people who participate in complete and utter idiocy each day on Twitter, and genuinely prove that they..  You.  Caleb, Hydro, and JT.  That you are what is wrong with professional wrestling.  When people advocate idiocy and inferiority to the point you've became parodies of yourselves.."

He strolled back around the camera, spinning it around to keep a view of him as he continued to saunter around the place.  All these thoughts running through his mind, all of these things he could do or say to assault the credibility of the so called Players Club.  He turned and smiled toward the camera, as if he found the Players Club to be funny.  Or something about this entire scenario was funny, at the very least.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "That's how I know.  That's how I know that Watts, Kaelin, and myself will all be doing the right thing tonight.."

Was he right?  He certainly seemed to believe that the Players Club were something to be laughed at.  And as far as he was concerned, their little group?  Whatever this was with Kaelin working together with Stephens, and however Watts worked into all of this?  They were far, far from anything close to a laughing matter.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "When we snuff out the flames of this little group of yours before you ever get it off the ground.  Then finally - when that is said and done.  When we've left nothing more than a shell of what was once a 'Players Club'..  Then?  I will tear through Sin City Wrestling.  I will go at war with each and every one of your heroes, all of the people that Sin City Wrestling fans look up to.."

Gavin was very eloquent, very well spoken.  But he also commanded the attention of everyone when he spoke.  He was very well regarded in how well he could 'cut a promo' as wrestlers put it.  But - he was also accomplished in wrestling.  And - better yet?  He proceeded to threaten those within the backstage area of SCW once more.  Threatening that he would war with each and every one of them..  Bold, bold words from a very bold individual.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "And one by one, I will tear them to pieces and pick their bones clean before I'm done.  I will go on a path of destruction, tearing down everything you people hold dear to you, and taking all of the gold, the glory, and everything else I see that interests me in the slightest on my way.  I need it all, guys..  And I will have it.  Take it as a warning if you must, but to me?  It's simply what lies ahead.  The history of a time that's almost, almost upon us. You can fight, claw, and scratch all you want.  But none of you can do the one thing that is the most crucial.."

Stephens walked over to the other side of the room, turning his back for a minute as he picked up a jacket off the ground.  Something he'd work upon entering the room apparently.  You could barely see him for the most part as he was heard uttering the following word out..  What was it that his opponents simply could not do?  For him, it was a relatively simple thing.  But it was the one thing they were most incapable of.

GAVIN STEPHENS: "Survive."

Gavin remained standing in front of the camera in full view, a blank expression as he gazed into a camera with some rather harsh looking eyes before he leaned in, reaching around the back of it and flipping it off.  As if the piece was recorded on a camera sitting on a tripod or something.  But finally, the scene faded to black with this piece having officially came to an end.  What was going to happen when Gavin Stephens made his in ring debut for the SCW?  According to him..  it might very well be the cause of the end of the Players Club.