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 Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 2:12 pm
Asylum Championship
Good luck
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 10:01 am
The crowd begins to boo loudly as Supersonic Sex Machine by Steel Panther hits the arena, signalling the entrance of 'The Sexy Beast' Cartwright, who swaggers his way into the arena wearing very sexy wrestling tights and shouting "SWAG!" and "YOLO!". The fans at ringside try to high-five on his way past them to the ring, but he gives them all middle fingers and thrusts at the fat chicks just because he can. YOLO! He slides into the ring and steals the microphone off the ring announcer.Cartwright: "Salem! It's time for the moment you have been waiting for! It's time for your dream match against the worlds sexiest man, Cartwright!"Crowd: "BOOOOOOOO! YOU'RE UGLY! BOOOOOOOOO! YOU SUCK!"Cartwright uses his free hand to stroke his sexy face, tormenting the fans.Cartwright: "Oh yeah it feels so good to feel my own gorgeous body! Y'all are just jelly is all! Jelly of my beauty! I'm The Sexy Beast and y'all are ugly, fat bastards!"Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"Cartwright looks out at the hideous audience that surrounds him and looks sickened by them.Cartwright: "Y'all are all so ugly that when he popped out of yo Momma's, the nurses slapped your parents!"Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"Cartwright: "Y'all are so fat, you all had to be dragged here via pick-up trucks!"
Crowd: "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"Christian: "How long are we going to have to listen to this guy?! Shut his mouth already Salem! I wish I could do it myself! He's so God damn annoying! His insults are horrible! His gimmick is being a swaggot! I HATE HIM!"Hayley: "It just goes to show you what a good heel he is to get such an amazing amount of heat from the fans and yourself. If you hate him so much I'd like to see you try and stop him then?"Christian: "Stupid woman here making her stupid comments! I'm not stupid! I'm not going into the ring with a man as skilled and dangerous as Cartwright! No way!"Cartwright: "Salem! You're dream match will turn into your worst nightmare when I defeat you tonight and take the WWE:E Asylum Championship! Then, I'll teabag you while wearing the championship you love so much, just to upset you even more! Well hopefully it'll upset you! Unless you're into that sorta thing, which would mean I'd have made a terrible mistake and given you the dream match you had in mind after all! Whatever! Come on out so I can make you even uglier than you already are!"Crowd: "SALEM! SALEM! SALEM! SALEM! SALEM!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 3:34 pm
The fans continued to chant for the Asylum Champion's arrival, Salem's name echoing across the arena for a few more moments until his entrance music finally started playing through the speakers. An instant spike in the crowd's intensity made Salem feel welcome as he stepped out from behind the curtain, his beloved title glinting in the set lights that blanketed the stage. Hanging around his neck like a collar, Salem sported a new t-shirt that read "Croftidence", and in his hands were the two objects that had become most synonymous with the rookie champion, his jar of change and a humble microphone. Without wasting any time, however, Salem brought the latter to his lips to address the E:E Universe for the first time since his controversial loss to Cartwright on the previous card. His music pausing, the fans waiting anxiously, the Charismatic One stared down at his challenger for the evening and spoke quietly into the mic.
"...Cartwright, I have to hand it to you - I honestly didn't expect that something so trivial as a backstage encounter would lead to you and I in a title match at Heatwave." Salem mused, slowly walking from one side of the stage to the other, his line of sight never wavering from Cart. "...And I'm not going to whine and b***h about how you only got this opportunity because of someone else - in fact, if it wasn't for you interfering like you did in my debut match with Hiro, I'd never have gone on to face Three in the first place for this...beautiful title." Salem added, reaching down to stroke the faceplate of his beloved championship with the microphone hand, smirking as he did so.
"...But one thing I do expect, Cart...I expect to hold onto this title, for some time to come. I expect that I'll be cleaning the stain off this championship, left when I was unceremoniously beaten down to obtain my contendership by disqualification...I expect that Lady X won't be bothered by the likes of you, after tonight, because I plan to make sure the only ladies you gyrate at are in the physical therapy ward of the nearest hospital to this arena...but, more importantly than all of that...I expect that each and every person here tonight will remember one thing, if nothing else...that this Asylum Championship, and the man who holds it...the man who deserves to hold it..." he said, marching down the ramp with a firm glare.
The crowd grew more lively with their cheers by the second, Salem placing his jar of change on the barricade before he made it to ringside. While fans eagerly clawed towards the front for change out of his infamous jar, Salem took his free hand and unfastened the buttons from behind his neck, the title coming undone so that he could hold it high while he stepped onto the ring stairs. Fearlessly, Salem entered the ring and stared down Cart, striding over to chest up with him. This drew an even louder array of cheers from the stadium, Salem's voice trying to overtake the fans who'd been worked into a frenzy following Salem's pep-talk.
"...is none other than the "Most Wanted Man in Wrestling", the "M.W. Deuce!" Salem Croft!"
Then, without pause, Salem tried taking a swing at Cartwright's skull with the title, an act of retribution for having been hit in the face with the steel chair in their prior encounter. Ordinarily, Salem wouldn't look to cause a disqualification by using a weapon against an opponent, but Salem was trying to get the dastardly gent by surprise before the ref could call for the match to begin.
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 9:18 pm
As Salem gave his speech and walked out, a nice surprise to the fans was the person on his free arm, the warrior queen, the queen of extreme, Lady X, escorting him to the ring. The same one and only Lady X that Cartwright and Hiro hit on and insulted back stage. It was hard to imagine that something so trivial as Salem put it, could have lead to all this, but it did. Despite that though their stupid, rude comments, something good did come from it. Salem and X had went from acquaintances on his talk show to very good friends quite quickly, so that was good.
As Salem set down his jar and climbed into the ring, Lady X disconnected their arms and stood at ringside over by commentary. Fans still cheering excitedly for Salem, the ones close to her also tried to reach over the barrier just to touch her, but security kept them back from the (see avatar) leather and lace clad wrestler. Standing with her hands on her hips, she eagerly awaited the match to begin.
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 7:53 am
What the Hell man?! Cartwright doesn't get chance to blink before Salem smashes his beautiful Asylum Championship across the top of Cartwright's beautiful skull! Cartwright is dropped to the mat and spread-out across the centre of the mat in a star shape as the crowd roars with approval at the disgusting and cowardly actions of their Croftident Champion! What's a guy to do?! This Lady X bird is walking around like she didn't want Cartwright's D when everybody wants Cartwright's D! She's a dirty liar! Just like Salem is when he calls himself 'The Most Wanted Man in Wrestling', because he ain't! The Most Wanted Man in Wrestling is Cartwright because all the chicks want his D in their V! And the queers want his D in their A! Fact! DNA! Geddit?!
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 3:42 pm
Salem felt the satisfying smack of Cartwright's cranium against his championship belt, the contender brought down to the canvas as the title-bearer cast the gold aside for the official to collect while his lovely escort cheered him on from ringside. The crowd was immediately motivated by the display of Croftidence by the man setting the Asylum-standard, cheering for Salem while the oddball contender lay limp on the mat. The bell finally rang, but Salem was planning to waste no time in putting away his opponent for the evening. Dropping down with a stiff, crooked arm, the rookie virtuoso tried to put stabbing pressure into Cartwright's sternum before hooking a leg for a quick pin, should his elbow drop be successful.
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 4:00 pm
The elbow drop hits hard, forcing Cartwright's body to bounce up from the impact before gravity gets to work at last and brings his legs back down. Salem hooks the leg and how could this possibly fail? He cheap shotted his gorgeous looking challenger across the head, the guy is clearly jealous of Cartwright's looks! I know I would be if I was him! he referee slaps the mat like a walrus. One....two...LIKE OMG NO WAY WE CAN LET A MATCH THIS AWESOME END SO QUICKLY WITH SUCH TOMFOOLERY FROM AN ALLEGEDLY FACE CHARACTER! It's like Hiro in WWF:G at Wrestlemania all over again! Cartwright kicks-out at two because he is such a noble and mighty warrior who bows down to no piece of gold or elbow!
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 4:13 pm
Salem was leaning back into his cover attempt, but it wasn't enough leverage to hold Cartwright down for the three-count. Instead, he was left with only disappointment while his challenger forced him off with a kick-out, something that wasn't all that much of a surprise to the rookie champion. It was still too early to expect a victory over an adversary the likes of 'King Cartwright', a man known for his wily nature and tenacity. All the same, the potential pinfall showed his eyes were on the prize, and that Salem was focused on the task at-hand of putting away his enemy rather than letting old wounds stop him from victory. Gracefully, Salem slid back up to his feet, urging Cart to stand back up with his hands as a firm look of determination started to chisel itself into Croft's features.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:03 am
"Come on, Salem! Don't start doubting yourself and giving up now! You got this!" Lady X yelled over the crowd to him, beating the mat by the apron at ringside, alongside the crowds mix of cheers and jeers and the English and Spanish commentary babble.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 2:14 pm
Cartwright takes his sweet-arse time to get back to his feet. He is obviously time-wasting to allow himself time to recover from the belt shot as he lies there shouting at the referee, who has started a ten count for Cartwright to get back to his feet. As soon as the referee counts to nine, Cartwright jumps-up to his feet with a look of annoyance on his face, telling the ref that he still isn't ready and that Salem should be disqualified for that belt shot! When he is don bad-mouthing this clearly incompetent ref, Cartwright turns to Lady X and blows a kiss towards her, totally not trying to antagonize her!
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Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2013 1:03 pm
Salem huffed, frustrated at Cartwright's attempts to delay the match, staying prone on the mat to force the referee's count. It was a clever strategy, leaving Salem to do little else but pace around the mat while Cart took his sweet time getting back up. But finally, Salem's opponent was back on his feet, and the match could continue once more. That was, until his adversary started arguing with the official, citing his grievance towards the ref's handling of the match. The crowd started to boo loudly, jeering at Cartwright for his aversion to addressing Salem, who was watching on with a loathing look. The rookie finally snapped, however, when Cart turned to blow a kiss at Lady X - jerking Cart's shoulder around to face him. He'd then attempt to backhand the self-proclaimed king across the face with his hand before attempting a short-distance clothesline, trying to get his enemy's head back in the game.
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:48 am
Lady X gasped, once again offended by the nature of Cartwright, and looked at him in disgust before Salem started attacking him some. She would have told him to keep going because Cartwright deserved it, but she then remembered it was a championship match and she didn't want him to loose because he got hot headed. "It's okay! Salem it's okay! Keep your head in the game! You can hurt him later, focus on the match!" she hollered to him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:19 am
Cartwright was loving it, he's totally in both Salem's and Lady's heads right now as Salem backhands him across the face with force, causing Cartwright to stagger backwards to cheers. Salem doesn't wait around as he keeps Cartwright close by pulling him towards him by the arm and clothes-lining him down on to the mat!
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:39 am
With a furious lariat, Salem chopped Cartwright down at the neck, taking his manipulative foe off his feet to the crowd's delight. The freshman champion looked a bit irritated, but his frustration was being funneled into a tunnel-eyed glare as the Asylum Title's owner paced around Cart with a menacing canter. He could hear X calling out to him, but his focus was completely focused on his opponent, reeling from the clothesline. Trying to wear down his enemy's limbs, Salem would begin attacking Cartwright's arms and legs, trying to target the joints with heavy-heeled stomps while he walked around the fallen foe.
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 1:43 pm
Salem slowly and carefully walks towards Cartwright, carefully planning his next move. He stomps on Cartwright's arm which forces him to tuck it behind him to protect it, but a stomp to the leg forces Cartwright to roll away into the ropes.
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