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 Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 5:27 pm
The following contest is an EXTREME RULES MATCH, and it is for the WWE:E Asylum Championship! Introducing first...
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 8:57 am
The Arena went quiet, emotions would be spread throughout the arena from the various people in attendance, as they were waiting and holding their signs up waiting for there favorite wrestlers to come out. As the crowd was being impatient; Heart of Courage by Two Steps from Hell would hit the PA system. Getting a reaction
The fans would look at the entrance ramp as well as listen to the theme of Trent as they would express there opinions which mainly would be boo's, although from certain parts of the arena would be cheers or boo's for the other competitor he would be facing. Trent would come out with a smirk on his face, the fans would be on there feet expecting a great match whether they liked or disliked the man making his entrance at this time, seeing as he had made history various times as well as, participated in great matches. Trent would walk on the stage with the Asylum championship proudly around his waist. He would have walked to the left side and looked in the crowd than the right side of the stage, and have a devious smile. Trent than began walk to the middle of the stage and raise both arms in the styling that looked like a cross, but something unusual happened before that. The entrance of Angel as pyrotechnics spewed out from both left and right sides of the stage. Trent would stay in that position for a few seconds as he progressively lower his hands as the pyrotechnics would stop as the crowd would love it. Trent would than take a stroll down the ramp taking his time and eating up the emotions of the crowd.
Announcer: Introducing at this time. The Asylum Champion, from St Paul Minnesota, weighing in tonight at 216 Pounds, TRENT!
Trent kept a straight face as he stopped, not even midway of the ramp as he would look around the arena at the screaming fans. Trent would be wearing the original look. He wore a robe down. Almost everything being blocked except for the black goth pants, and some boots, as well as his new piece of gold around his waist. He looked with a grimace towards the fans, being annoyed by each and every one of those hypocritical pieces of s**t, that they knew they were.
Trent once again continued walking. He made a left turn and got on the stairs climb on step by step, and walked on the apron. Trent would turn around and look at the crowd behind him, looking at the fan signs and the people booing at his presence. Trent for a feint moment, changed that grimace into a smile , as Trent turned around and jumped on top of the turnbuckle. Trent would look around and see the thousands in attendance seeing them mainly booing at him. Trent however, was loving the response to the feedback he had been receiving from the people in attendance. Trent looking as confident as ever, entering the match here tonight.
Trent took his robe off and placed it to the outside, after doing so Trent climbed onto the apron and entered the ring. He would have been greeted with a microphone as the official knew that Trent had a few words to exchange tonight.
"Last week"
Trent would have started his speech with those two words, and those two words only. Knowing what he did as he let it sink in. Some of the crowd were disappointed and some were happy by the outcome. After several seconds passed Trent would begin to say more than two simple words.
"I won this pretty, championship. The Asylum championship under the rules of Extreme rules. Just like tonight. I will continue to retain this title and dominate, and prove how I am not only the best in Technical wrestling, but also in some 'Extreme' wrestling."
Trent would say extreme with a prolonged deeper voice, bringing a bit of intensity into whats to come in the following match.
"Now, my opponent Cyrus-"
Trent would say as if he were on the verge of making a shoot on the individual as all of a sudden he would be interrupted.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:18 pm
THE WORLD IS AFTER ME!  The music suddenly paused briefly as flames burst on stage. After a moment, the flames parted and the man, the Untamed Lion, stepped through and out onto the stage. Feel like I'm caught in the ocean,
there's always someone to help me down.
The twisted tangled emotions,
there's always someone to help me drown. His signature chair leaned against his shoulder and a mic in his hand, Cyrus took a few steps down the ramp and raised his mic up to his face. He paused and looked out to both sides of the audience before beginning. "And so we bring ourselves to tonight, to the sold out crowd of Showdown, 2014! A man stands before thousands, stating that he would prove himself to be the best of the best in both technical wrestling, and extreme wrestling as well." He paused as his piercing gaze went to the man in ring, the Asylum champion. "Trent you've raised the curiosity of the Lion, just what were you going to say about your opponent tonight?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:30 pm
Trent was the verge of shouting at Cyrus who interrupted him with his music and words of toned doubt. He however stopped himself until the question was raised. What was Trent going to say?
"I am glad you could come out here, I rather tell you face first this. But I envisioned you and me being in the same ring. So come on down."
Trent asked as a favor to Cyrus, he would wait for Cyrus to make his way down as he would have to if he wanted this championship. After the man had made his way inside the ring, Trent would go for the same thing he did last week. Striking the man with the microphone over and over while he was on the verge of getting inside.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:44 pm
The Untamed Lion stared at Trent for a moment. "No Trent, when I enter that ring, the talking is done, the Lion is going to tear you to pieces before shoving that microphone up your a**. But I'll tell you what.." Cyrus stopped and walked over to a fan holding up a sign that said Trent is Lion food. Taking it, Cyrus held it up for his opponent to see. "I'm going to staple this across your chest." With that the Untamed Lion dropped his mic and began his stroll down the ramp, his eyes never leaving Trent.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:01 pm
Well it looked like the Lion didn't bite into the bait that Trent left as instead he got an empty threat from Cyrus. However he would exit the ring as the man proceeded to come down as he looked to make a hasty escape into the crowd. However it would take a bit of time to do so. He wasn't scared of the lion but he was smart enough not to take a head on approach just yet.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:10 pm
Cyrus dropped the sign and chased after Trent as he bolted from the ring. The Lion quickly looked to grab Trent by the Asylum belt around his waist as he attempted to climb over the crowd barricade and would try to pull him away from the barricade.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:25 pm
Trent was already one leg over and one leg away from leaving as his belt was tugged on. He would than be hoisted back to ringside as he fell on his back, not being a good position as he looked to stay on his back and fend himself off until he could do otherwise.. A stinging sensation left from the fall as well.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:30 pm
The Lion looked down at the Asylum champion after landed on his back. Cyrus grinned as he raised his chair for the champ to see. "Hellllooo Trent." He'd then look to slam his signature barbed wire chair down into Trent.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:37 pm
Trent had no choice as he used his arms to shield what could have been a very devastating blow. Pieces of skin were ripped off once Cyrus pulled up his chair and those slight tears would flow the tiniest amount of blood. Trent let out a loud yelp as he looked to push Cyrus and crawl away with his hands and knees.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:01 pm
Cyrus was slightly pushed away as Trent tried once again to flee from the hungriest predator in Evolution wrestling, but again the Lion would pursue the champion and strike! He swung his chair for Trent's back as he tried to crawl away.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:20 pm
The impact would be heard even more clearly now from the chair shot as his skin war torn even more. His back was exposed and was hit with hard, bad intentions behind it. He would have flipped on to his back. Sitting up, begging for Cyrus to stop as he was already becoming a bloody mess.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:36 pm
The Lion would hear none of it, none of the begging, when Trent sat up he would go for yet another strike, this time for the head. The Asylum champion claimed he would prove to be the best in extreme wrestling. However, this was the Untamed Lion's world, and in Cyrus' own words, he lived for this s**t.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 4:15 pm
Trent knew his head was going to fall victim for the next chair shot as he leaped towards Cyrus in an attempt to thrust his arm through the legs and to the groin. Stunning his opponent and making a game changer.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 4:24 pm
Oh no! Who the heck saw that coming?! No way!! No one is ready for this!! Cyrus' chair fell from his hands after Trent drove his arm straight up into the Lion's stones. Cyrus stumbled back a few steps, holding his nuts in pain until he reached the barricade. He held himself up on this barricade as he found some solace in making sure both balls were still intact.
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