Stevie Starr vs. Bill Smith

[coreycz]

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Stevie Starr vs. Bill "Little Willy" Smith

[shaun]

During the Vanity Fair Academy Awards After Party, an incident occurred involving Stevie Starr and Best Actor winner, Daniel Day-Lewis. This is a chance for those who didn't witness the event to see what happened.

February 24, 2013 - Vanity Fair Academy Awards After Party

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Unlike the others that have attended the Vanity Fair Party, Stevie Starr decides not to stop for the press to have his photo taken. Instead he storms past the press and straight into the building. Stevie then grabs a waiter by the arm and can be heard asking the slightly shocked waiter a question.

Stevie: Where is Daniel Day-Lewis? I have something important to get off my chest.[/b][/color]

The waiter then points to the left of Stevie, he then looks over his shoulder with a slightly manic grin on his face. As the smug actor walks away from the waiter, he hands the waiter a scrumped up hundred dollar bill. Stevie then saunters over to Daniel Day-Lewis and with a more comforting smile on his face. Once he is behind Day-Lewis he puts his hand on his shoulder causing Daniel to turn around and shake the hand of Starr.

Stevie: Hey Daniel, I would just to say congrats on...[/b]

Stevie is interrupted by Sarah Silverman who waves at him. Stevie's responds by smiling, nodding and then with a sly wink. He then pulls Daniel by the arm, out the way of everyone else.

Stevie: ... Denying me what I truly deserved, that freaking Oscar for Best Actor.[/b][/color]

Stevie points at the award which Day-Lewis is holding in his hand, Daniel then goes to speak but is stopped by a raging Stevie who's shouting has quietened the whole room.

Stevie: NO! Don't even think about telling me to calm down. That Oscar should be mine! You won it for a movie about Abraham Lincoln, everyone in America knows about Lincoln there was no need to make a movie when everyone knows what is going to happen. I mean come on, you shouldn't even be considered for best actor because you're so old. I'm pretty sure you were the only survivor when Mount Vesuvius destroyed Pompeii. You probably noticed what was going on and left everyone to die. Now you have also taken away what is important to me and that is my success. The only way for my grand scheme of success to become reality is to win the Oscar that is in your hand. Actually...[/b]

Stevie swipes the award out of the hand of Day-Lewis causing a huge gasp by everyone watching.

Stevie: I now pronounce myself as the KING OF HOLLYWOOD! You haven't got anything near the ambition I have Danny Boy, at this very moment I have a architect working on building me a castle... ON THE MOON! It may sound stupid but when that other rich guy starts letting people go to the moon, they can visit my genius idea and thus making me the King of the Moon as well as Hollywood.[/b]

Starr then starts to throw the award up into the air and catching it. Stevie then stops throwing it and has sort of a twisted look in his eyes.

Stevie: To be fair, I'm defiantly the reason Silver Linings Playbook got so many nominations and the reason that Jennifer Lawrence won best actress. I'm also the reason the fell on the stairs because of what we did last night! I'd ask for a high five but you look pissed Daniel, I recommend Charlie Sheen as an anger management therapist but you don't look as eager to start working with someone much more awesome than you are. I've had enough of talking so let's have what I'm about to do, as a defining moment in Hollywood.[/b][/color]

Stevie then offers to give the award back to Day-Lewis but pulls away at the last second and then throws it at a wall. The sound of the award bouncing off the wall and then the floor is heard by everyone while Stevie stands there laughing to himself. Then to the surprise of Stevie, Day-Lewis swings for him but misses by half an inch. Stevie is then pulled away by security and doesn't try to fight out of it.

Stevie: Seriously, security are only showing up now. Someone is getting fired in the morning![/b]

Stevie is then thrown out of the building and onto the floor. He gets up brushes down his suit and walks off looking proud of himself.

April 7, 2013 - Stevie Starr's Press Conference on joining HEW[/u]

Members of the press stand outside the mansion belonging to Stevie Starr on the hills of Hollywood. Stevie then walks out of the door wearing a three piece suit, with a black tie along with sunglasses. The flashes of the cameras can be seen as Stevie begins to speak.

Stevie: Today I have called you all here to announce that I, "Mr. Hollywood" Stevie Starr have signed a contract to work for wrestling company Hollywood Elite Wrestling. This press conference has nothing to do with my actions at the Oscar After Party and I do not regret what I did one bit.

A number of journalists begin to shout questions at Stevie, who uses his hands to indicate them to calm down.

Stevie: I will not be answering any questions because I have to use my valuable time inside the stunning Lily Collins and yes, I do mean the daughter of Phil Collins. My one and only aim in HEW is to become the HEW Pay-Per-View Champion, thus proving I'm the dominant King of Hollywood. My first task is to beat someone who has more chance of breaking the Guinness world record for most jokes about his nickname, than he has of beating me. Plus he looks a lot like Kevin James just not as fat so I'm almost certain he has HEW confused for another shit Adam Sandler movie.

Stevie then removes his sunglasses and shows off his trademark Hollywood grin.

Stevie: I'd say thank you for your time but quite frankly, I could give two shits about you. One last thing before I go is, that I went to Enterprise to rent a car a few weeks ago and I saw William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy working there. Who would have thought they would ever be back at the Enterprise together. Now, please live long and suck it!

Stevie then walks back into his mansion leaving the press dumbfounded for various reasons.[/center]

[pete]

Bill Smith: Harry, I don't think I can do this, mate.

Bill Smith[/color] glances nervously at his brother, seated across from him at the booth, calmly tucking into the last of his greasy truck-stop food. Harry wipes his plate with a piece of bread, eats it, then smacks his lips:

Harry Smith[/b]: Ahhhh! Lovely![/color]

Then, looking up at Bill:

Harry Smith: I'm sorry, bruv, you were sayin'...?[/color]

Bill breathes out, slightly miffed, his tone a mixture of apprehension and annoyance:

Bill Smith: I was sayin', *if you'd been paying attention*, that I'm gettin' cold feet about all this. I mean, you know I'm no wrestler! I only came in to help you, and now look what's happenin'![/color]

Harry has a dismissive gesture:

Harry Smith[/b]: Pfff, don't worry, mate! You'll be fine![/color]

His brother, however, does not seem convinced:

Bill Smith: "Fine"? Har, I can barely wrestle! And this guy, this Stevie Starr...he's in *pictures*, mate! That Hangover one...that's him, man![/color]

This time, Harry does frown:

Harry Smith: Oh yeah?[/color]

Bill Smith: Yeah. That's the guy I'll be embarrassing myself in front of. I'm lucky if I hear the last of this...

Harry Smith, in a slightly harsher tone: Get it together, mate! The match has not even been yet! And besides, we're the bloody Tag Team Champions, in case you forgot! And that's as much your doing as mine![/color]

This, however, does not help lift Bill's spirits, as he rationalizes:

Bill Smith: Exactly. Tag wrestlers never win singles matches! Have you ever watched wrestling? [/color]

The British hot dog vendor heaves a deep sigh:

Bill Smith: I'm bein' jobbed out to this guy, that's what it is...[/color]

This finally makes Harry lose his temper, as he slams his fist on the table:

Harry Smith: Listen, mate, that's enough of that, yeah? Jobber or not, you're a bloody Smith, an' you're goin' to act like a Smith! Put up a fight, do your best, an' make Mum'n'Da proud! Who cares if this bloody wanker's in the pictures? You make the best damn hot dogs I ever ate, *includin'* here in America! An' I'll tell you what, I've seen much worse wrestlers than you win matches - mind them two Party Rockers wankers rollin' up that Congo last week?

Bill Smith: That was different, Harry. That was...

Harry Smith interrupts again: Different nothin'! Win or lose, you can't change the result. But you can change how people see you. You can be a sorry joke of a jobber, or you can be my brother, who gets beaten but has the girls goin' all ga-ga over 'im!

Here, the trucker shoots his brother a cheeky grin:

Harry Smith: 'Member secondary school?[/color]

Bill can't help but grin back:

Bill Smith[/b]: That was all you, bruv...[/color]

Harry Smith, still smiling: Nah...it was all *you(, Litlle Willy. Just like Friday Night, it's gonna be all you. Know why? 'Cause you're William Arthur Smith, firstborn son of Dean and Peggy, and one half of the HEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIOOOONS!

And just like that, with a slap in the back and a shared chuckle over Harry's usual over-the-top exuberance, brotherly unity is restored.