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 Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 10:11 am
WWE:E Asylum Championship
Ladder Match
Good Luck
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 4:56 am
((Thank you!)) Oh my god Based God!
You could ******** my b***h, Based God!
You swag to the maximum
Swag 100 thousand, 100 trillion! Oh god damn Based God!
The swagtastic sound of Wonton Soup by Lil B hits the arena. The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos for their EWA Asylum Champion, the Swag Master himself, Cartwright. He wears the belt disrespectfully around his neck as if it is a necklace as he makes his way to the ring with a Godly swagger. His arms and legs are flying back and forth at great height while he shouts "SWAG!" and "YOLO!" constantly at the fans who are saying horrible things to their champion.
Hopped up in my car (swag!) then I drop my roof
Wet like wonton soup. That's just how I do (swag!)
Then I park my car, then I ******** your b***h
Eat that wonton soup, wet like wonton soup
Announcer: "The following contest, is the LADDER MATCH! The only way to win is to climb up the ladder and gain possession of the WWE:E Asylum Championship. Introducing first, from the United Kingdom, he is so fly that he makes the girls cry and he is the WWE:E Asylum Champion, CAAAAAAARTWRIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
Cartwright enters the ring and takes the title from around his neck and raises it high into the air as the crowd continues to boo. And boo. And boo.
Found a dope man, I ride that b***h like Ace of Spades
Ho don't play that game!
I'm rapping not for the fame
I almost went to jail for like 500 days!
b***h don't give no ********, that's why I ******** her in the ******** you suckers' heads then I ask her what's her name
Based God
Cartwright finally hands the referee the Asylum Championship, who places the title on to a hook in the center of the ring which is slowly lifted high into the air. Cartwright waits for the challenger, the man he defeated for the title last year. The wrestlers in the Triple Cage Match Main Event are lucky that Cartwright isn't in the match, because otherwise he would have left the arena tonight as the WWE:E Evolution of Asylum and Swag Champion!
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 5:19 pm
"People of Salem!"
With only three words, the crowd's agitation turned to elation at the sound of Salem's voice, fans shouting and cheering for the Freshman Phenom's arrival. Eager to wash the taste of Cartwright's tasteless entrance out of their mouths, spectators waited anxiously for the challenger to appear. But rather than pop out from behind the black curtain, a localized set of screams telegraphed Salem's entrance from one of the gates near the top of the stadium. Stepping out from the arena proper onto the concrete stairs that led downward, the sighting of the "Most Wanted Man in Wrestling" prompted many nearby to stand up and cloud the aisle as he started down the steps.
"Give it up for...!"
"YOUR FAVORITE SON!" the audience answered, finishing Croft's catchphrase while the man-in-question made his way through the fans that had choked his path.
The M.W. Deuce never disliked walking through the crowd, but he wasn't stopping for any of the patrons that patted him on the back or asked for an autograph. Instead, the freshman's face was focused on Cartwright standing on the canvas, below, and the microphone raised up to his lips.
"You're goddamn right!" he spat, his tone resembling a roar of warning from a vicious beast. "And I am your favorite son, because despite what this 3Oh!3 wannabe might think of himself...regardless of the bullshit he's fed you about my absence or my ability...I'm back to take the title I won at this very event, in that very ring, just a year ago! I'm here to raise hell, to climb that ladder and pull down that strap that should've never been taken from around my waist, Cartwright! You think I'm rusty, you say I'm full of empty promises...well, I'm about to take out four months of anger, four months of frustration, four months of rehab that I had to suffer, on your punk a**, tonight!"
Popping loudly at the bold claims Croft was making on his way to the ring, the audience around him migrated slowly towards the ringside barricade separating the bleachers from the ground floor, forcing them to look on and cheer while Salem hopped the guarded gate and started through the series of steel chairs that surrounded the ring. As fans stood up around him, Salem snatched a chair from one such patron and glared inward at his opponent, a look of loathing clouding his eyes.
Smacking the chair down against the top of the barred barricade blocking access to the ring, Salem glanced up at the Asylum Championship, the jewel that'd accented his success in E:E up to this point, the first-ever title that he'd held in his professional career...and shook his head at the mockery that'd been made of it, courtesy of Cartwright's redesign. Lowering his disgusted stare towards the champion, Salem slowly raised the mic back up to his lips, an unintended growl registering on the speakers.
"...And after I do, I'm going to climb that ladder and pull down that Asylum Championship once more...and throw that gaudy, bedazzled piece of s**t right in the <******** trash!"
With a violent burst of energy, Salem threw the mic down and kicked the section of barricade before him - once, twice, no three times - rattling it hard enough to shake it loose from the hinges and puncture a hole in the perimeter of ringside as the bars tumbled forward. Immediately afterward, he'd rush towards the ring...slipping in on his stomach while leaving the chair on the mat to come bolting towards Cart like a bat out of Hell, quickly trying to back the Swagtastic One up to the ropes with a flurry of fists!
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 4:12 pm
This Salem guy means business! Boo-hoo, he got injured! Cartwright doesn't care 'cause he's a heel or something! He's just mad jelly of Cartwright's success! But bro, NEVER diss the EPIC redesign of THE SWAG CHAMPIONSHIP! Cartwright made it look real good yo! Come on! You know it! It's got diamonds and bling and hashtags everything! Salem storms into the ring and swings a great many amount of right hands towards The Swag Masters face, rocking his head back and forth until he is trapped against the ropes!
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 6:57 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 1:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 2:31 pm
Sorry, mate. Went to the ER gfor the weekend with a freak flu. Good news, off tomorrow on doctor's orders.) The audience livened up as Cart found himself backed into the ropes, beaten into a daze by a flurry of fists from the returning contender. Taking advantage of his adversary's moment of weakness, Salem would twist the top and middle ropes to tie Cartwright's wrists between them. Leaning back, the Rookie of the Year would glare with venomous intent before attempting to chop the champion's chest in half!
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 4:05 pm
((Mmm days off are always welcome! xd )) ARGH! The Swagtacular Cartwright moaned as his wrist was twisted in a way that it was not meant to go, but the moaning turns to screaming as Salem begins to chop away at him Flair style!
Crowd: "WOO! WOO! WOO! WOO! WOO! WOO!"
Cartwright closes his eyes in agony! Each chop feels like he's been hit with a cheese grater!
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 9:55 pm
Each swipe of Salem's forearm across Cart's chest drew out further excitement from the crowd, eager to see more brutality as Croft stepped back and gawked at the whelps that'd been left in his wake. The champion had been stunned for a second, giving the challenger an idea of what to do with the chair folded up at his feet.
Picking the blunt instrument up, the M.W. Deuce would approach the disoriented grappler and stick the man's head in between the chair's bottom and back...then jump up, attempting to dropkick the seat into Cart's face while simultaneously sending him through the ropes and onto the outside!
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:27 am
Cartwright is indeed stunned, but a chair between your head that gets crushed into you can be career ending and something has to be done! With little care for his opponents well being as he tries to place the chair around the champions head, Cartwright drops down to his knees from his standing position in the turnbuckle and aims a low blow towards Salem with his right arm! WOO!
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:18 pm
Salem was showing no concern for Cartwright's career when he collared the champ's neck with the chair, but the fury blurred Salem's perception, leaving him open to an opportunistic underhook from the f** of Swag. Men in the audience shivered, feeling their manhood shrink in their pants as they saw and heard Salem double over in pain, reaching out for the top rope to keep the ground from slipping beneath him.
Though the pain in his groin brought water to the lad's eyes, Croft came into the arena expecting a dirty, bloody fight. So in a way, he was happy that the match had taken such a personal turn what with Salem seeking to end Cart's career as he was attempting to cost Croft any chance at children. So, with a pained grimace on his face, the "Most Wanted Man in Wrestling" would try standing upright so as to more adequately prepare himself for his opponent's recovery.
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 3:55 am
Yeeeeah boooooi! That's what Cartwright is all about yo! No DQ = More swaggerin' capabilities for the one true King of Swag! Forget about this Salem guy! There's no way he's getting up from that! The Swag Champion shows that he is up for a long, clean fight right from the get go by sliding under the ropes and grabbing a ladder already, sliding it into the ring. Looks like he wants to get the Hell outta this match!
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 3:54 am
Salem was fuming, burning diesel over having let Cartwright get under his skin, more than his pride hurting as he struggled to stand back upright. Though he was against the ropes, the champ had been wise enough to exit via the opposite side of the ring to retrieve the first ladder. But, before Cartwright could get back in the ring, Salem would stumble forward in a quick shuffle, attempting to baseball slide the ladder out of the ring and back into him!
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 4:12 am
Cartwright's swagger was off the charts as he is about slide the ladder into the ring. He's taunting the chaps and flirting with the one chick who isn't fat in this arena tonight. Oh yeeeaaah, she's going to get all of Cartwright's Swag inside her after the show. But then suddenly, Cartwright pays for his lack of focus, as Salem drills his feet into the ladder, causing it to crash into Cartwright who falls backwards on to his back with the ladder on top of him to cheers from the fans!
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:24 am
With a smooth transition from his side to his stomach following the slide, Salem smirked and slapped the mat as he pushed himself up. Staring down at Cartwright writhing underneath the ladder at ringside, the M.W. Deuce was urged on by the fans, rushing forward to sweep himself over the top rope like a gymnast and land with a leg drop atop his opponent!
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