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 Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 12:36 pm
Miranda was not pleased by the guy comment. Her mood soured further by the appearance of the hardcore champion. but she did have something to say,now to most people.here.
"Sykes,Styles,whatever name is,why don't you take your own advice. You keep talking about my home life like you know anything about it. If you really want to know the facts, instead of trying your hand at being a comedian,Ill tell you what home is. But that comes later"
Miranda then turned to Salem,leaning on the ropes,putting on her best smile for the CEO."as for you, Nice suit. But I regress. The reason I am out here,the reason I am "taking a piss all over Trent" Is not because he didn't win the rumble,because I freely admitted that I didn't either. It was to give credit where credit is due. The fact of the matter,though Salem, He idn't get it done. He didn't even come in second,or third, or fourth like I did. What he did at the rumble,was get his jaw broken,by yours truly. And that is why he should fear me,Andy" Miranda tilted her head towards the champion"and you should fear me as well. Because trust me,sooner or later that crown you're wearing will belong to me." The Queen of Thorns turned back to Salem." But it's beyond that now,he took it to far. The man with the glass jaw crossed a line,Salem. He insulted my sister. He ******** with family,and you NEVER ******** with family"The crowd was begining to like this girl,but they just weren't sure,so there were a smattering of boos and cheers. "So let me propose something to you Salem. To you Cartwright,and to you Glass-Jaw man.The WWF is a Meritocracy. the champions aren't given those titles,or the title shots that won them that. They earn them. He says he could beat me? Have him prove it,since you won't let me touch him now..."Miranda points out the plethora of guards. "I can kick his a** then. And if somehow he beats me,which I doubt. Then he faces Boxer Anarchy,who I am sure wants to tear him apart just as much as I do. If this punk a** b***h manages to beat the Femme Fatale Champion, AND the Hardcore Champion, because, lets face it... Boxer is going to beat this poor excuse for a comedian. Then,and only then,will Trent have Proved himself worthy enough fo a chance at a title shot. And that is Best for Business."Miranda would stare at Salem,waiting for his answer
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 1:03 pm
Andrew Styles let out a snarky laugh through the microphone at Miranda as he got in her face, laughing hsi a** off while glancing her in the eye, bold and clear as day.
"You got a nice set of lips, too bad that you don't keep them shut. A bit excessive on make-up, you should be more natural, it gets you far, Miranda. Now I forgot to say something, the fact that you got nothing to speak about other than to try and get to my nerves which is pitiful, I am the Hardcore Champion and honestly, Boxer over there might as well run under your skirt and kiss your feet."
The Trouble Maker smirked as he glanced her deep in the eye, if this was an animated comic, the static and the lightning bolt would be between their stare as Andrew then smiled warmly and got closer to Miranda's ear with the microphone on the other side, enough to make a reverb on what he was about to say.
"I'll prove you wrong tonight, I am not an excuse for a comedian. I just think it's better to laugh before raising hell, that's my philosophy and if you don't like it. Well, ******** off the ring or better yet, go ******** with Boxer over there since you two seem to be colorful friends."
The crowd clapped Andrew's words as they found the face saved from Andrew without going through the overkill blows against the female, his presence alone was outshining Miranda and Boxer in one single stroke, this unanimous crowd on Louisville, Kentucky was ready for the static to become fire. The Hardcore Champion smiled and stepped back to glance at Miranda with intensity in his eyes.
"Now, you wave yourself around like a b***h and think you're the boss because you're the only woman in the men's locker room. I congratulate you on that but dearie, if we ever meet in the ring, you'll just be one hell of an ugly man with a large chest and feminine thighs. And I'll be more than inclined to show you that this comedian is not going to make you laugh in the end. This is a challenge for you, two cards away from today, I put my title on the line against your own, what do you say, o'Miranda Rippling-Jaw? If I win, your title stops belonging to you and if you win, my title is yours. Fair enough?"
Andrew was bold with this move but it was not only involved in confidence as he knew that he was going to beat Boxer Anarchy and also, he knew that he was going to beat the hell out of Miranda given the chance, to show that one man can over power two forces, who the hell am I kidding? A rat is not even considered a force and the woman in front of him, well, if you call it a woman. Just talks too much off the spot. The capacity crowd got fired up with the challenge shot just like that, it would serve Styles no purpose to get the title off Miranda's waist but it would prove that he could overcome anyone and keep his word straight.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 1:45 pm
While other people kept rambling on, Jaws would have made his way down to the ring. Threatening Trent and even saying he would beat him physically at Wrestlemania. How would Trent respond? Simple, by staying where he was, behind the two men; Cartwright and Boxer Anarchy.
The crowd would be confused who o cheer or boo towards. The bad guys were teaming with the good guys, and the good guys with the bad guys. But at the end of the day, Trent was on no team, all he wanted was his deserved shot, and soon enough more people are about to come out, possibly pissed off at Trent and looking to gain some heat on him. But that won't happen, because Trent would bring his microphone to his lips, beginning to tell every man and woman that occupied the ring to shut up.
However, no one listened and the people would continue to talk, and argue, and whatever else that came with the package. Trent's buttons were being pressed, which was not a good thing for the people occupying the ring, even with a "broken" jaw.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 3:32 pm
In the midst of the chaos in the Road to Wrestlemania, it seemed as though everyone was trying to punch their ticket and prepare themselves for one of the greatest nights in the history of our sport. The Louisville fans were on their feet, watching the great competitors in the ring in one gigantic confrontation. Except for one man......
Just like that "Strange Clouds" by B.O.B starts up, sending the crowd to a frenzy! The security that was surrounding Salem, slowly parted like the Red Sea. Bad Boy stepped onto the stage, a couple of feet away from the current CEO. His new Legacy Championship on his shoulder, looking and feeling like a brand new man!
Bad Boy turned his head to Salem, and nodded before turning back to the ring and made a B line towards the ring. Getting up the steps and stepping through the ropes, going in the middle of the ring, between most of the roster that was in the ring. He had picked up a microphone that was placed on the steps earlier, the theme dying down.
As the fans got their final seconds of cheering in, Bad Boy scanned the ring, looking at everyone. He took a note of everything that was said, and opened his response with a simple line.
"Yes, yes; everyone's busy with saying that they've beaten others, saying that they've won Hardcore Titles, tournaments, and other big matches. I would be doing that as well, but I'm too busy winning World Titles." Bad Boy saying as he raised his WWF Legacy Championship, the crowd letting out a subtle cheer, but nothing big yet. "Now that I hold the Holy Grail of the WWF, I've pulled myself into creating a higher standard for this company. You all are tough competitors, but I've spent the past year creating that higher standard. I've built myself into the performer that other companies can only dream of having. These fans know it, and now I'm letting you all know it." Bad Boy then stepped up to Cartwright "And soon, Royal Rumble Winner, you will find out first hand why I am the new King of the WWF." Bad Boy then backed off of Carty, as he would have more to say, but for now there was other things to handle.
"All of you have done some amazing things, won championships, been to the top. However it's all about what's happening in the present. Right now, I AM the Legacy Champion, and I'm the one in the drivers seat on the Road to Wrestlemania. And if you don't move as fast as all of you can talk, I'd suggest you get the hell out of the ring."
Bad Boy then put the microphone down as the crowd let out a louder cheer, as the mention of Wrestlemania put the hype in. He was done talking, for at least the moment.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 10:32 am
Cartwright thinks that Miranda's plan is very fair and nods along. Cartwright can be seen shaking Jaws' hand and thanking the newcomer for his show of support. Cartwright also shakes Styles hands and thanks him for the kind words. But then s**t gets real as the new WWFG Legacy Champion, Bad Boy, makes his way to the ring with the biggest prize in the company slung around his shoulder. Cartwright eyes-up the title and approaches the new champion. With a rebellious smile on his face, it doesn't look like he is ready to leave just yet.
Cartwright: "The Champ is here! Good to see you here! I would just like to say congratulations to you Bad Boy! You had a Hell of a match at the Royal Rumble and you earned the right to be the number one wrestler in this company by becoming the WWFG Legacy Champion! You proved that, right now, you are the best!"
The crowd cheers, yet expects something more, because this is a wrestling promo. Cartwright looks and sounds genuine with his words. Why wouldn't he be? He has no beef with the Champion.
Cartwright: "That's right! You are the best....for now! The same way that you earned the WWFG Legacy Championship, I earned the right to be your contender at Wrestlemania! I just want you to know, that I am looking forward to that match and that when we meet in the ring one-on-one at Wrestlemania, may the best man win!"
Cartwright extends his hand, offering a genuine handshake to the face of WWFG. The crowd claps politely, expecting a gentleman's handshake to be exchanged in the ring between the champion and challenger. This must be driving Trent mad!
JR: "It's nice to see some class and respect in the wrestling world."
King: "Yuck! All this good sportsmanship is making me feel sick to the pit of my stomach!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 1:36 pm
What the hell was this nonsensical bullshit happening before him? Cartwright deliberately trying to get on the nerves of Trent by shaking hands with everyone, but when it came to respect towards the challenger in the Rumble who deserved it the most, he got s**t for it. It was time to strike.
After Cartwright said his piece and looked to shake the hand of Bad Boy, Trent turned around the man, grabbing his microphone as if that is what he wanted all the long. What he would say is, "Well, since this little talk with you went to s**t. I guess I have no choice but to beat your a**." Trent saying with a serious tone, looking to strike the Royal Rumble Winner over the head with the microphone that he originally had in his hands.
JR: "What disrespect on behalf of Trent!"
King: "He deserved it, JR! He was trying to anger Trent all along, he had this coming to him!"
JR: "It doesn't matter what he did, Jerry. He never laid a hand on him and never addressed him in any way for the need of it getting physical."
The crowd would boo once the sound of the microphone connecting with something was head. Trent, who planted the microphone in the skull of Cart would stand on top of him. Looking at what he just did with wide, large eyes. He knew what he did wasn't the best thing to do, but he snapped.
Along with the negative action, came an equally negative reaction. Of course, the crowd would get loud with uproars of boos in the man's direction. But soon, the chaos currently in the ring would get much, much worse.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 10:00 pm
Trent Hits Cartwright skull with he microphon e . Jaws grabs Trent and turns him around. Jaws Hits the superkick Trent right to his injury jaw. Jaws picks up Cartwright Jaws: Cartwright u alright man? -grabs microphone and looks at trent- Jaws: Trent u and me one one on at Wrestlemana in a street fight match.
King lawer: Omg did u hear that Jaws vs Trent in street fight at wrestlemane? Jr:Jaws is sick and tired of Trent disrespecting people and wwefg universes;
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 10:12 pm
(this is prior to the madness with the assault)
Miranda would finally respond to Andrew Styles.
"In all seriousness,Andrew Styles,let me explain something to you" Miranda would slowly step up to form a triangle between herself,Andrew Styles and Boxer Anarchy. "whether it is against you."She points out Andrew Styles. "Or you."She points to Boxer Anarchy. "If the Hardcore championship is being offered to see who is the better combatant,You can bet your a** I will take that challenge. But be aware that you are going to lose your title,because I will not lose to you,Boxer,or you,Andy." She would smile before sliding under the bottom ropes. "See you in two cards,boys." Miranda would leave the arena,swinging her hips as she did.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 12:59 pm
Cartwright drops to the mat following Trent's shocking attack on the number one contender with the microphone. The thump can be heard around the arena, echoing from the arena speakers. Cartwright slowly falls on to his back, like a tree that is being cut down from below. It was looking like a dark night for Cartwright as the storm clouds of jealousy began to gather over his head, but there was a ray of light breaking the darkness and his name is Jaws.
Jaws quickly avenges Cartwright and shows Trent what he is capable of by superkicking Trent's jaw. Heh, Jaws kicking jaws. Geddit?! Trent presumably explodes into dust, because Jaws' attack was so devastating that it was able to do such a thing. Jaws is OP man, he needs to be nerfed. Jaws lifts Cartwright to his feet heroically. The look on Cartwright's face shows that Jaws has just earned his ultimate and forever lasting respect. Jaws asks The Englishman how he is feeling at this particular moment. Cartwright rubs his forehead as it feels a little sore from the microphone blow. He tells Jaws that it could be worse and thanks him for saving the day.
Jaws is not done yet as he picks up the microphone from the pile of dust on the mat and challenges Trent to Cartwright's dream match....Jaws vs Trent, one-on-one, man-on-man, just like Jaws has always wanted and demanded, in a Street Fight at Wrestlemana. Cartwright plays it cool on the outside like the cool cat that we all know he is, but inside he is as giddy as a schoolgirl who has had one too many spins on the roundabout at the local park, which was being pushed by a strange old man.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 8:16 pm
Bad Boy was about to extend his hand to Cartwright to accept the handshake, but was taken back by the assault from Trent. It seems like the man was finally ready to fight for his respect.
However Bad saw Jaws coming towards Trent to attack him! Instead of allowing the rookie to attack an injured competitor, Bad Boy charged to him, and clocked him right across the head with the Legacy Championship! Jaws went down to the mat, unconscious at the hands of the Champion!
Bad Boy looked down at Jaws, and then to the crowd and shrugged. Putting the belt back onto his shoulder, he turned and looked at Trent. The crowd awaiting one of them to make a move, but Bad Boy didn't want to fight a man who was injured.
Jim Ross: And Jaws down in a heap! The Champion took him down with just one shot of the title!
Jerry Lawler: Yeah JR, but why did he save Trent?
Jim Ross: Even the Champ has morals of attacking an injured man, even if he's hated by most of the roster! But look at this stare down between the two studs of the company!
((Permission by Salem to do this.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 6:50 pm
Jaws turn around and gets hit by Bad Boy tittle, Jaws was unable to move knockout cold
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 1:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2015 10:02 pm
Cartwright was dropped, and just as Trent was about to be assaulted by the menace, Jaws. He would only get taken down by Bad Boy who smacked him across the skull with the title. The Archangel looked at Bad Boy with a face that showed his shock. Why would he save the man who was trying to fight Bad Boy? Either way, he got a pass from him and he looked to take it. Trent bent down to grab the microphone while the chaos came to a halt. Watching himself, he stood up with microphone in hand, and would say to Cartwright, "You know what? I guess I have to do this by force." He said while huffing and puffing, due to the adrenaline rush. "Shadow Colt, take Jaws, put him somewhere far away, where he can never appear again." He smiled, letting his heel persona shine through now that everything seemed to quiet down. "Unless Cartwright accepts this challenge, WWF:G will begin to lose a few members close to him, starting with your newly found friend, Jaws." Trent smiled throughout all of this, dropping to the mat, and rolling outside the ring. This wasn't over, at the pay per view, we will see Cartwright's final response. His theme would hit the PA system, as he would walk out.
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