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 Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 3:51 pm
Opening Contest
Standard Match
Good Luck
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:23 pm
L said it's cold in this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real s**t is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
We just need that real s**t right now
L said it's cold in this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real s**t is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
"Cold World" continues to play as the light's dim out and the spotlight is aimed at one person Rick Muhammad who is standing in the crowd. Rick was getting a little heat from the crowd as usual. "Cut the music!" he said still standing with his nameplate now being shown. "Knight I think it's time I put you in your place tonite, you won't even make it to the PPV" he said dropping the mic and getting some more heat. His theme then continued as he walked through the crowd with a smirk on his face. Once getting to the bottom Rick begans yelling at a fan letting him know who he is afterwards Rick jumps over the barricade.Rick slid into the Rick as the announcer finally introduced him "The following is the opening match Introducing first from Philadelphia,Pennsylvania weighing in at 220lbs... Rick Muhammad" As the announcer said his name Rick raised his hand and walked over to the corner as his theme continued waiting for his opponent. Looking for s**t to scratch up off this bucket list
Found a tug of war between my mother and my ******** ******** bucket, bumping nothing in the summer
Trying to chug a fifth of Jack in case you wondering where the ruckus went
I kept in the baggie of Oregano
Fronting like I'm selling dope, stunting with my effort low
Let the records show these niggas why they bitches neck is swole
It's OFM to the death of us, pigs, try to hem us up
The best wrestler's back guzzling seconds up
Using label checks to ******** around in the Cressida
And I'm advocating aggression
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:49 pm
 As his theme song hits the speakers, the lights fade, showing a spotlight at the stage as Knight comes walking out onto the stage. As he stood there, he looks onward towards the ring as it slowly lights up from the ring light above it. He shakes his head and slowly walks onward towards the ring. "Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction" 'Introducing....From Victor, CO....standing at 5'10" high and weighing in at 263 lbs....he is the Medieval Machine! KNIGHT!'
Knight gets to halfway down the ramp before he goes running at the stage, and jump sliding in underneath the bottom rope. He slides to a stop and gets up to his feet as he turns and moves to the corner on his right as he throws a fist over it. "In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord yeah!" He soon tears off his coat before tossing it out of the ring as he moved over to the turnbuckles and waited for the match to start.
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 3:44 pm
I think: meant to quote: blaugh The camera shows The Swag Master and WWE:E Asylum Champion Cartwright at the announcers table, which gets like a ton of boos from the crowd because Cartwright is too fully sick for them to handle. He wears his blinged-up version of Asylum Championship around his neck like a necklace.
Cartwright: "Yo my boi DJ Rick is gonna pop a cap in dat Knight innit?! Rick is gonna do what he said and finish him once and for all alright?! Trust me blud, this Knight ain't got nothin' on me and Rick, Team SWAG! I beat him to retain my Swag Championship, Rick pinned him last week and tonight Rick finishes Knight once and for all on his own 'cause I fully trust him yo!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 6:30 pm
Rick would look to start off the match with a test of strength extending his hand out to Knight slowly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 6:40 pm
Knight glared at the titantron, soon looking to see Rick slowly approach. 'Finish me off eh?' He thought before he came at Rick with a harsh gut kick to the man.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 3:35 am
Rick was kicked in the gut but would quickly recover and go for an elbow to Knights face.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 9:23 am
Knight ducked the elbow as he aimed for a quick punch at Rick's abdomen to try and get him winded.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 5:12 pm
[quote="KnightsRoyal]
Rick was hit and let out a small yelp after Knight punched him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:33 pm
Knight stood back up and grabbed at Rick's head to try and slam his skull down with a harsh DDT.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:36 pm
Cartwright: "Hear that? DJ Rick is fully getting under dat Knights skin by insinuating that he is a dog yo!"
Commentator: "I don't think that's the intention, Cartwright. I think Rick is in pain from the shot to the abdomen."
Cartwright: "No way blud, you is so funny! My boi Rick would not be pained by such a meager blow! You dig?"
Commentator: "Um.."
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:55 pm
Rick would quickly try to reverse the DDT into a Northern Lights Suplex if successful he'd cover Knight.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:59 pm
Knight was unfortunate as he let go of his foothold, getting lifted up in a northern lights suplex as he was pinned. But as the ref counted one, Knight kicked out quickly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 2:33 am
Cartwright: "Wow look at dat! Rick is impressive! He hits dat big suplex on old rusty armor Knight there so early in the match yo! Powering out of a sick DDT too! Rick rules!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 14, 2013 3:10 pm
Rick trying to keep his momentum would go for a quick elbow to Knight.
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