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 Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 12:31 am
This is a Tornado Tag Team Match for the GWWF Tag Team Championship.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 8:03 pm
}Your Midnight Role Model{ Marxx's entrance video starts, as well as Welcome to the Masquerade from Thousand Foot Krutch plays through the arena. Rockets are sent in a 'X' form from each sides of the entrance as the drum hits, leaving two huge smoking Xs on both sides of the entrance. Red and blue spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat.
He walks to a side of the ramp, raising his arm, then walks to the other side, where he does the same thing. While walking to a side to another, we could notice he was dancing a little bit. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he motions the crowd to cheer louder with his hands each sides of him. From there, he puts his arms in front of his face in his usual X, and then drops them quickly at each sides of him, a huge smile on his face. He let go a "Woo!" before starting his walk to the ring.}Making his way to the ring, from New Brunswick, Canada, weighting in at 241 pounds: Marxx! {He starts walking on the ramp, clapping in the nearest fans hands. He stops in front of the ring, then turns back by the fans as he takes off his leather coat to the crowd's excitement. Then, he rolls inside the ring and jumps on a corner, where he does an X with his arms in front of his face before dropping them to each side. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposite side before going back to his corner, where he starts stretching.}MARXX!{
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:48 pm
A recognizable voice that belonged to Guy Cancer himself, announced out.."Coming in at 255 pounds and standing 5 foot, 10 inches tall.. he is the one that knows you're all just a bunch of monkeys! And the very man that determines careers..! He is the one.. and the only.. Guy Cancer! "Cold Blood" by Kix played, the dark blue lights flashed around the arena as Guy walks out. Stepping out onto the stage, he stops for a moment at the top of the ramp, looking side to side with a proud smirk.
He begins his descent on down the ramp and by halfway down, he stops again. This time he gives a slow peeking glance to his left and right, as if he were shy or embarrassed to look into the crowd that was around him! He continues on again and stops at the end of the ramp, infuriating the crowd as they were tired of the stop and go! He then walked around the ring and left his hat, jacket, and shades at the announce table. Then he finally rolled into the ring and onto his feet, ready to start the match.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 12:15 pm
Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the arena and the crowd stands.....to BOO! 'The Talented One' Cartwright enters the arena with both GWWF Tag Team Championships on each of his shoulders, the GWWF World Championship around his waist and the GZW Origional Championship in his left hand and a mic in his right.
Before entering the ring, he raises the mic to his mouth and waits for the crowd to SHUT UP!
"Fans, feast your eyes on all this shining gold goodness! Everyone of you, including Guy Cancer and Marxx in that very ring, wish they were me! You all wish that you could all be The Talented One, the man who is literally The GOLD Standard.
"I take that back, I am not standard. I am in a league of my OWN. WHO ELSE would not only win all this gold, but defend it and KEEP IT? NOBODY!
"I feel sorry especially for Guy Cancer, you sir get the honour of being defeated by myself, not once but TWICE in one night! Enjoy it."
Cartwright then drops the mic and slides into the ring.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 12:44 pm
Scoffing at the words of Cartwright, Guy steps behind the ropes, letting Marxx start it off and reserving his energy for the GWWF Championship match.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 8:26 am
Cartwright slowly hands each of his titles to the ref one at a time, as if trying to tease the opposistion even with this gesture!
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 9:29 pm
Marxx went over the game plan between the ropes, with Guy for a last minute check over, while Cartwright finished handing off his titles and saw that his gesture went ignored and was now working out for his opponents, he frowned at what he considered disrespect!
Going for the first move toward Marxx, Cartwright ran forward for an attempted Enziguri, but Guy had Marxx's back warning him before Cartwright could connect and Marxx dodged the move, hitting Guy Cancer instead! Apparently, Guy didn't think about himself when Marxx dodged! Giving a disregarding glance at Guy, after he fell off the ring apron, Cartwright wondered, "And he thinks he's so smart." Then quickly turned his attention back to Marxx, just in time to be caught with an uppercut!
Cartwright was sent staggering backwards, but caught the ropes and avoided falling to the mat. To keep his momentum going, Marxx sent Cartwright to the canvas with a harsh Bicycle Kick and then tried following it up with an Elbow Drop. Cartwright rolled out of the ring, having Marxx miss. Unfortunately, Cartwright landed at Guy's legs and Guy sat up, giving Cart a well aimed punch to the crotch! This sent Cartwright bending forward to lean on the ring apron. Marxx was still laying on the mat, near the ropes, where Cartwright rolled out and reaching over, he got a handful of Cartwright's thick brown hair and pulled himself up a kicking, shouting, Cartwright back into the ring!
Picking up Cart, Marxx Irish Whipped him to the ropes and rebounding, Cart was caught in an Overhead Belly Suplex! Marxx waited patiently for Cart to get back to his feet. Using the ropes to pull himself up, Guy was now up on his feet as well and distracted Cart by exchanging words with him. Marxx took this opportunity to Bulldog Carts face into the canvas and despite not seeing it coming, Cart was able to counter it, by letting Marxx's grip slip and continue on over the ropes. Oh, guess what!? Guy Cancer was there to catch Marxx, crashing to the floor!
At this point, his was ego swelling at the sight of taking down two men at once and arrogantly climbed the turnbuckle. Leaping off the buckle, Cartwright hit Marxx with his Cartwright Crush, on the outside of the ring! The audience popped in response, while Cart was slowly to getting to his feet. Holding his aching a** cheeks from the landing, Cart tried to pull Marxx to his feet and shove him up and on the ring apron to roll him in for the pin, but Marxx didn't want to be lifted up and retaliated, by giving Cart a hard shot to the back of Cart's head, with his Back Elbow. Dropping to his knees and holding the back of his head, Marxx stomped Cart to the ground and put him in the Half Boston Crab!
Guy was now up to his feet and a smile grew at the sight of Cart in a submission hold, but alarm came over his face, when he heard the ref call out "Five!" and he quickly gave a roll in and out, restarting the count. Keeping the count out in mind, Guy crouched in front of Cart's face and taunted him, smacking Cart's face a few times and enraging Cart further! Grabbing hold of one of Guy's white straps, that was dangling from his trousers and yanked him forward, to reach the eyes of Guy and give an Eye Rake! This sent Guy frantically scooting and wiggling away from Cart! Hearing Guy's shouts, Marxx turned around, releasing Cart, and went to check to see what the hell just happened.
Knowing he didn't have much time, Cart hurried to his feet, with the help of the ring pole. Marxx glanced back too see that Cart was now standing and went to gave a Running Clothesline to Cart, in which Cart gladly ducked it, allowing Marxx to fall to his side, holding his bicep! Sending some Stiff Chops to keep Guy hurting and buy some more time with Marxx, as he stalked over to him and greedily snatched up the arm of Marxx, locking him in an Armbar! Boy, did Marxx howl! Guy was on his knees, when he raised his head and was now suddenly worried that a dog was set loose!
Being punched in retaliation and seeing that Guy was getting back to his feet, Cart knew it was time to let Marxx go and lifted Marxx, rolling him back in the ring. He then went running at Guy and caught his target on the side of the head, with a mean Missile Dropkick! Guy was sent spiraling down to the floor, colliding with the barricade and right away began to pull himself up on it. Cart, beginning to get stressed in keeping control of the two, he rolled back in the ring went back after Marxx. The crowd, forgetting Cartwright's place as heel, just had to give him his due, as Cartwright lifted and sent Marxx back a bit, with Stiff Chops to the chest and then sending him over the ropes, tumbling out of the ring, with an amazing Standing Hurricarana! Marxx rolled until he hit the commentators table and Cart dropped out of the ring, keeping the pain coming on Marxx.
On the other side of the ring, Guy simply stood, leaning on the barricade railing, biding his time and letting himself rest, as he really wanted that GWWF Championship. Cart can go ahead and wear himself out, Marxx can handle himself, yeah Marxx'll be fine.. No, Marxx will not be fine, as Cart picked Marxx up and knocked his noggin on the table a few times and rolled him on top of the table! Cart climbed up on the table and began to slowly lift a weary, beaten down, Marxx. Seeing that his partner was about to be put through a table, Guy rushed to, through, and out of the ring! He tried getting up on the table, but Cart saw him coming and just put hand to face, shoving Guy back down to the floor. Then, picking up the pace, Cart pulled Marxx's head under his arm and put him away, putting Marxx's head through the table, in a vicious DDT!
With Marxx totally put out, it was now just Guy and Cart, for a one on one! Again, Cart tried to keep control of this match and couldn't, as he struggled to get out of the wreckage he created and now was his own undoing! Now gaining the advantage, Guy pulled Cart up to his feet and irish whipped him into the ring apron. Guy quickly shoved and pushed Cart into the ring. Rolling in after, Guy sat Cart up and locked him up tight in a Bow and Arrow, submission hold, biding his time and waiting for Marxx.
After about a good minute and a half of suffering through a Bow and Arrow from Guy Cancer, Cart was able to finally get a foot on the bottom rope! Forced to release, Guy stepped back off of Cart, while Cart grasped at the bottom rope and hugged it for dear life, giving Guy the finger, "You can't make the Chosen One tap!" Guy held the top of his head and standing in the middle of his head, he looked over at Marxx, who was now just starting to stir and slowly making his way out of the broken table.
Cart dropped out of the ring, Guy rolled out on another end of the ring to bring Marxx back into the ring and once getting himself and Marxx back into the ring, Guy waited for Cart to come on back in the ring or be counted out. After the ref made his "Nine!" count, Cart reluctantly slid back in, only to be stomped on by Guy! When Cart had crawled about a foot away from the ropes, Guy back off and let Marxx lay on top of Cart with a Sleeper Hold locked in! Cart was able to get into a sitting position, until he started to fade.
Not wanting Cart to lose the match just yet, Guy wasn't finished with him and pulled Marxx off of Cart, telling him that he wasn't done with Cart. Marxx nodded and picked Cart up, irish whipping him to the ropes and rebounding back, Cart was put down by Marxx's Cross Body! Both Marxx and Cart, weary and hurting, Marxx rolls off of Cart and with a sly smile, Guy slowly lifts Cart to his feet and goes to irish whip Cart to the ropes again, but Cart reverses and sends Guy to the ropes, he rebounds off the ropes and Cart Samoan Drops Guy! Marxx then irish whips Cart to the ropes again and puts Cart down with a Samoan Drop of his own! Guy is helped up by Marxx and grabs Cart, again, tries to irish whip Cart again and this time succeeds and Cart is Samoan Dropped for the second time! By this time Cart is just laid out and well.. out. Marxx rolls Cart over on his stomach and lifts him up for his Camel Clutch! Cart could only yell out, now ready to just tap out, but before he could do so, out of nowhere, Guy suddenly gives a totally unexpected Frostbite to Marxx! And then Guy simply goes in for the cover to pin him! Cart yells at the ref, demanding that he makes the count or he's fired! Ref, hesitating between each count, finally makes the final smack to the mat and counts "Three!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 2:51 pm
The arena is shocked and confused. Why would Cartwright order the ref to make the pin of his arch-enemy, who just pinned his own tag team partner? Nobody knows what is going on but Cartwright and Fox are smiling.
"I can hear you all. I know what you are thinking. This would make a great cliff-hanger but me and Guy are in a charitable mood, we'll enlighten you all now.
"What's going on? I'll show you....."
Cartwright snatches both of the GWWF Tag Team Championships off the ref, who had just brought them in, and handed one over to Guy.
"We came to a agreement. As much as we hate each other, we hate Marxx even more. Neither of us wanted him near GWWF gold or control, so we set-up a little plan. A plan that you all saw come to conclusion in absolute perfection."
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:23 pm
Grasping the one half of the GWWF Tag Team Championships and threw a strap over his shoulder, adjusting it as he waited for Cartwright to finish and smiled proudly at his newly gained gold! Looking to the crowd, Guy took a mic from an outside ring monkey and began speaking."I certainly am happy, that I am holding Championship gold once again!" Looking over at Cartwright.."Cart, you're wrong.. and you're right. I do hate you, but I dont hate Marxx. He was a means to an end, but I wouldn't have done this to him if he hadn't put his nose in my business, between you and I. Hold on.." Guy rolls out of ring and heads to the commentator table. He shoves Trent back and reaches under the table, pulling out a black bag that was obviously hidden underneath. Guy goes back and slides back into the ring, standing over Marxx.."Marxx, Marxx, Marxx.. In GzW, you've won just as many times, as you've lost. But I do commend you on being the second holder of the GzW World Championship and I thank you for being with GzW, in all five of GzW's Pay-Per-View." Guy spoke as he untied the bag.. "So. I.. pre.. sent.. thisssss.. ssss.." pulls out the belt and dangles it above Marxx's chest.. "Award.. tooooo.. you." and then drops it.
He would then look over at Cartwright and back down at Marxx, back away from both.
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