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 Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2024 3:03 pm
The atmosphere is electric as Cartwright makes his entrance.
The crowd roars in anticipation, their cheers echoing through the arena as the powerful lyrics of “Honor Never Dies” by Hatebreed fill the air.
Sometimes standing for what you believe
Means standing alone
Sometimes standing for what you believe
Means standing alone
Cartwright, dressed in his signature red and white wrestling tights and glittering red jacket, strides confidently towards the ring.
His experience is evident in his every move.
He wears the DHW Heavyweight Championship around his waist with pride.
The veteran looks out towards the fans and struts his way towards the ring.
"Introducing, your NEW DHW Heavyweight Champion...
CAAAAAARTWRIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
As the announcer’s voice rings out, introducing him to the eagerly waiting fans, Cartwright ascends the steel steps and slips into the ring through the ropes with practiced ease.
But I wouldn't be here if I wasn't taught that
Honor never dies
When your heart is questioned
Honor never dies
When your beliefs are tested
Cartwright sheds his jacket, revealing the lean, muscular physique of a seasoned athlete.
The lyrics of his entrance song seem to echo his resolve, a reminder that even when standing alone, honor never dies.
He asks for a microphone from a member of the ringside crew as the music fades-out.
Nigel: "Trent's Blaze Of Glory streak continues."
Drogan: "Nice of you not to mention which way that streak goes!"
Cartwright looks out towards the cheering and applauding fans, a big smile on his face shows his appreciation.
Cartwright: "Thank you everyone!
Blaze Of Glory saw me compete against Trent in a wild and crazy steel cage match, for the championship that I'm now wearing across my waist!
Trent showed great toughness...but I was tougher!"
Cartwright now turns his attention towards the hard camera.
Cartwright: "Now I must move-on from Trent, as there is a line of challengers wanting to dethrone me.
There are two men who have made their intentions clear and stand out to me.
Bison and Creeker."
A mixed reaction from the fans, as they cheer for Bison and boo Creeker.
Cartwright: "Bison is racking up victories, so I expect to see the big man soon and I look forward to that challenge.
But as for the other big man, Creeker, with one more victory you can cash-in your DHW Dragonheart championship for a shot at mine.
I haven't forgotten about the war that you started, Creeker, I knew that we would meet again for our second battle.
Maybe this time, if you can earn that third defence, you will show this Dirty Brit what you are actually capable of!"
Crowd: "DIRTY BRIT!
DIRTY BRIT!
DIRTY BRIT!"
Nigel: "The fans love The Lad!"
Drogan: "They're going to make Creeker angry, he hates that chant!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 5:19 pm
I can't escape this hell
So many times i've tried
But i'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)
"Animal I Have become" By Three Days Grace roars over the P.A. Crowd erupts into mixture of boos and cheers for Creeker as he walks out of the stage as his music roars through out the arena. Creeker walks out of from the back wearing an open white Michigan baseball jersey, long black cargo shorts, and black high tops. Also, in Creeker's right hand is his weapon of choice the barbwire bat. Around Creeker’s waist his Dragonheart championship belt. Creeker strolls down the ramp with slight smile on his face as he looks up at Cartwright and his new championship belt. Creeker was given a microphone before he steps in the ring “Ladies and Gentleman not including Cart. Your NEW Heavyweight champion,” Creeker mocking says looking at DHW Heavyweight Championship belt Cartwright’s waist. “Some no-good Brit thinking he is too big for his small island. Come on, give him a soft clap because they do not like loud noises for their dainty ears. You may scare him off into another family to carry his weight.”
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2024 4:03 pm
Cartwright can't help but smirk at what Creeker has to say.
Cartwright: "I've figured out what your problem with me is Creeker.
The words you speak and the tone of voice tells me everything.
You are an Anglophobe!"
The crowd gasps at this shocking accusation.
Cartwright: "This is why you insult my beautiful country!
This is why you can't handle the fact that the last time we met in this ring, I got the better of you!
You can't handle that you lost to a Dirty Brit!"
Crowd: "DIRTY BRIT!
DIRTY BRIT!"
Cartwright: "But I have to ask you something Creeker.
What's so great about Michigan?!
You have colder winters than I have back home!
Your roads are disastrous and Detroit is one of the most dangerous cities in America!
Maybe you are jealous of sunny England!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2024 6:07 pm
Creeker was listening to Cartwright as he says Anglophobe. Creeker scuffs and shook his head. That must be the word of the day of something on his calendar. Because that's way too big of word for this British brat. All of the color drained from Creeker's face as Cartwright brought up his home state of Michigan.
Creeker wipes his mouth and chuckles before he speaks
"Anglophobe? That's a new phobia to be accuse of now a days. Luckily for you I know what that means. But, this crowd only gasp because they don't know what that words means. They heard phobe buzz word and freaks out. It means people from England, get over you all."
Crowd into boos. Creeker smirks as was begins to speak as the crowd broke out into England chant.
Crowd: "ENGLAND! ENGLAND!"
"Now what's so great about Mi-"
Crowd erupts boos to drown out Creeker. Boos dies down and Creeker begins.
"As I was saying," Creeker continued as crowds boos him. "What so great about Michigan? I will take blizzards over hurricanes and tornadoes. You know why? Blizzards are less damage causing than the other two. Unless your the gaming company maybe not. Sunny England? You all can see the sun when you guys are crammed together like that? One bad fire and hundreds of family going be in risk. It only takes one spark and proof. They're gone."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2024 5:10 pm
Cartwright can be seen encouraging the crowds boos towards Creeker, much to his annoyance.
Cartwright: "Watch your mouth, talking about fires so lightly!
That Grenfell Tower incident was a national tragedy!
Don't get me started on the idea of putting flammable cladding on a tower block, to make them prettier!"
Cartwright looks at Creeker with wonder for a moment.
Cartwright: "What are you doing out here for anyway?!
Did you miss seeing this beautiful English smile after so long?!
I don't think you want me to be your next title defence with the roll that I am on!"
Cartwright pats the DHW Heavyweight Championship around his waist, to remind Creeker of who he is talking to, The Beeest.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2024 5:41 pm
Creeker was looking at the belt around Cartwright's waist. He says looking up from the belt, "The roll you are on?"
Creeker lets out a hearty laughter before he continued.
"You haven't have single title defense and talking about being on a roll. You are on top of the mountain right now, Cart. The only roll you are going to be on is the one going back down the slippery sloop."
Heavy boos rain down as Creeker smiles smugly.
"See on the other hand, Cart." Creeker says hooking his thumb behind the face plate of the Dragonheart Championship. "I beat Nuke.."
Crowd cheers
"I beat two giant of men; Bison and GQ"
Crowd cheered more for Bison and boos GQ.
"Which means I'm just one successful title defense from being able to cash this bad boy in for chance at that belt your holding warm for me."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2024 6:52 pm
STUCK IN MY WAYS
The crowd would begin to boo louder as it was the Former World Champion making a break in the conversation between Creeker and the Chump, Cartwright.
Both men would turn their heads as Trent would make his way out from guerilla and begin making his way down. Wearing some jeans, a black shirt, a pair of J's, and his aviators as he was very casual for this surprise meet up with the two champions.
Trent would waste no time, making his way to ringside and retrieving a microphone before getting in the ring. Ignoring Creeker completely, Trent would get in the face of the champion. Staring him down as the crowd would get louder.
The music would die down and it would be the two men exchanging glances while Creeker would stand by the wayside, waiting to see why Trent interrupted the two who were obviously having a delightful conversation about Michigan, and England, and whatever else they were talking about randomly.
"First, you come out here, talking about how you were tougher. Even though the only reason you won that championship was I was at my lowest, and even then, you had the boss in your back pocket. It took everything in the world to go right in your favor, and you still only won due to technicality."
Trent would be breathing heavily. Obviously frustrated with the loss that he had taken, but he wasn't finished.
"Secondly, you immediately move on. While I not only beat you, to become the first ever two time World Champion, I even went out of my way to give you another chance. Yet, here you are. Stealing a win away and trying to push your only real threat to the side. What a real champion."
The crowd would begin to get louder but Trent had a response.
"I don't care what anyone of you have to say. You guys would cheer anyone as long as they give you a small acknowledgement and pander to you. I have been a good guy before, I know what makes you all tick. So does, el campeon, here. But the difference is, I realized I didn't need to be fake to be relevant, while Cartwright will suck the life out of anything and anyone to remain seen and heard."
It seems the former world champion was very bitter and these frustrations were even worse than before, somehow!
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 5:06 pm
Cartwright shows aggression as Trent confronts him, the bad blood between them is still clear for all to see.
Cartwright: "You're my only real threat, Trent?!
Nevermind that Michigan Monster over there then!
Creeker is nothing compared to the almighty Trent!"
Cartwright stirs the pot between Creeker and Trent.
Cartwright: "Trent, you don't have to worry about me sucking the life out of anything, because look around you right now.
I think you'll find that I am, in fact, the life and soul of the party!
Yourself and Creeker couldn't wait to see me tonight!
It sure feels good to be popular!"
Cartwright looks out towards the fans.
Cartwright: "We all love a Carty Party, don't we?!"
The crowd cheers in response as Cartwright looks towards Trent again.
Cartwright: "The one thing that you did get right, is that you said I'm a real champion!
I'm the DHW Heavyweight Champion and you aren't, Trent!
That fact is driving you nuts!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 6:50 pm
"The real question is why are you out here, Trent? I thought this was between two top guys talking. You have me The Dragonheart Champion and then you have the guy holding the belt for me." Creeker says with a slight smirk at the end
Crowd boos
"You had your chance to be where Cart is standing at. But, you just couldn't finish the job. Unlike you, I was able to defend my belt on the daily. I don't need special favors to get my point across." Creeker says leaning up against the top rope. "Plus, don't you have match against Kodiak later on? He should be the one on your mind. Not us. So, you are free to leave the ring. Let us victors have our verbal duel like Gentlemen."
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2024 2:26 pm
Both men just had ignored everything he said. The egos of the two men were quite shocking!
"You lose one match due to circumstances that put you in the worst position possible, you just barely lose the match despite those circumstances, and all of a sudden you are eliminated from the equation. Right? I guess that's the vision of the top brass and champions. Maybe that's why I was put into this position. I am just so far ahead of the curve that if I stayed around, there would be no one to beat me. Not Cartwright, the fluke victory champ that is scared of me. Not Creeker, the guy that can't even tie the fluke champions boot laces, let alone stand on the other side of the ring from me."
Trent would turn to Creeker as he said that. Since he wanted to make things so personal.
"Creeker. I don't know who the hell you are. You're just some fan that keeps talking about how you should have been in my position. And you have faced off against two people Cartwright and I beat in the same night. And an old has been. Good job holding onto a championship that is second fiddle to the real thing. I guess that has been the summarization of your whole run this far."
Obviously heated, Trent would be shooting off at the mouth as this is the first time Trent had really taken notice of Creeker.
"Oh, by the by, if I wanted I could take that championship from you just as easily as I could take it back from Cartwright. But Drako has plans for you to cash in that championship and challenge the World Championship. So he has personally distanced me from it. Not that I want second place, anyways. So, why not after you boys are done talking about your wins that don't mean a damn thing, you go give the boss a thank you. Meanwhile, I will show you both what I am capable of tonight against Kodiak. And believe me, you'll want to watch it. And Cartwright, this isn't the end of this discussion."
Trent would drop the microphone in the center of the ring before dropping to the mat and rolling out of the ring. He was done with the talking as they were undoubtably going to babble more about how the fake champions were real champions, and it was sickening to listen to.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2024 2:55 pm
Ain't About the Money hits the PA as it seems the Boss has decided to get involved. Drako Damone steps out onto the stage with a mic in hand, essentially cutting off the former champion from exiting. He stands on the stage looking down at the men in and around the ring now while giving his music a moment to cut out before raising the mic to speak.
"Well, well, well, what have we here? We have the new DHW World Heavyweight champion, the reigning, defending Dragonheart champion, and the former world champion blaming me for him losing the title. Dear god, is this WWFG 2022 to 2023 all over again and everyone wants to say I'm the guy politicking to hold folks down? It's giving me PTSD."
Drako twirls the mic for a second.
"So, allow me to add some clarity. I don't play favorites. Technically I hate you all equally, Trent. I got decades long beef that isn't my fault with Cartwright, and frankly, history has shown I get a kick out of dropping you on your head. I might have also kicked Creeker in his face a decade and a half ago while teaming with my brother. Who exactly am I supposed to be playing favorites towards when I've fought my entire roster over the years? But I get it, it's fun to blame the boss, especially the one with the last name Damone. Cool, isn't it? 'Oh, Drako is holding me down by holding me accountable for my actions. Drako gave me a chance to make history at Madison Square Garden in front of a sold out crowd and I choked.' Do give me a break."
Nigel: Sounds like the boss is fed up with accusations.
Drogan: Did he have to make his voice all high pitched like that? Have some respect for the only two time DHW world heavyweight champion in history.
"So, let's talk about tonight. Tonight, Trent, in a gesture that surely reaks of favortism, I placed you in a match with a man I also happen to hate. The man who ended my first WWFG World championship run, Kodiak. Please feel free to speculate on how I'm being less than favorable by putting two guys I dislike almost equally against each other. Meanwhile, in the main event, we'll have our first ever champion vs champion match with Cartwright and Creeker going one on one. And to make things fair, neither championship is on the line. We're going to get a possible preview of what will happen when the World title is on the line between the two."
Drako stops, almost about to turn and leave but he stops and turns back.
"Oh, and being the cruel dictator that has it out for you that I am, Trent, next Inferno, you get Cartwright one more time. One on one, for the DHW World Heavyweight championship. I hate you so much I just gave you a chance to make history again. Oh, the horror!"
Drako's voice is dripping with sarcasm at this point.
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