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 Posted: Sat May 04, 2019 2:03 pm
 "Hey all! Because GZW is so low budget, money is unbelievably tight. No joke! After getting Cartwright in from his fierce negotiations, I we were lucky to manage at bringing in two more signings. So, in thanks to Cartwright... I wish him luck in his Handicap Iron Man! Cartwright versus Luis Leone and Good Question!"Match lasts until next show starts or when you guys end it.
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2019 1:53 am
Suddenly the lights went to a dark green. The heart monitor gets the four heart beats, before dying out. The flat line then explodes and the line separates, and flashes back together to the name:? Good Question ?Good Question's Theme Music starts to play as the crowd starts immediately booing. The nearly 400 pounder comes walking out from the curtain, and takes a moment to stand at the center. He stares down a couple of jeering people in the audience before he starts his march down to the ring. Nothing special about his walk, just the look of intensity and will to destroy anything that's in front of him.Announcer: Weighing 352 pounds GOOD QUESTIONNNNNNN!
Good Question walked up the stairs, and steps over the top rope. GQ then walks to the middle of the ring, looking at the crowd that were at the hard camera side. Then proceeds to turn to the stage side, awaiting Leone and Cartwright. Sure this was a handicap match, and any normal individual would appreciate having the numbers game, but Good Question at this point in his career trusted no one! At this point he'd prefer to be alone in his fights, but the powers that be have given him his partner.
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2019 7:59 am
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey-
Hey do ya love me.
I'm untouchable darkness
A dirty black river to get you through this
Hey, do ya love me I'm a devil machine
Get into my world all american dreamWith the blare of his theme, microphone in hand, the man who called himself the High Octane stepped out onto the stage followed by his good buddy, Axel.   Raising a mic he brought out with him high above his head, and shouted out triumphantly over the music as it began to fade. "Game Zone Wrassssslin!! I AM the High Octane!" Luis paused as he pulled his goggles from his eyes. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and all the other old ******** in the arena tonight, I AM none other than the legendary wrassler, the six star athlete, the ONLY real main event of this fine establishment! I AM the High Octane!" Boos erupted from the audience in response to the High Octane’s claims. “Now, I gotta ask, who else is just sick of this Cartwright guy?! That white wanker?! This old English has-been!” Luis raises his hand as he gazes out into the audience. “This old timer is everywhere, since the dawn of time, and it’s just about time for him to go… Ollllld Yeller style!” Luis imitated a rifle with his hands. “Bang!”
Accompanied by the Atomic Monster, Luis made his way down to the ring, ignoring the various boos from the crowd. "Now now, it seems like that fat freaky eyed Fox ******** ain’t such a bad dude after all, even if I had to sign my contract infront of him while he wore his jizzed-on fur suit, because he’s given Mr. Wright the ONLY possible way to go! A beat down by the BEST, baby! It wasn’t cheap either Carty boy, so enjoy this high class match! It’s going to be your last!”
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2019 11:48 am
Cartwright enters the arena to a huge ovation from the fans. Wearing his white and red wrestling attire, he looks all business tonight. The Lad brings the microphone that he is carrying in his right hand towards his mouth.
Cartwright: "I come back to Game Zone Wrestling to be greeted by that fat f*****t Guy Cancer eating himself to death earlier in this ring and now this?! A Handicap Ironman Match?! That furry b*****d Guy must have got the meat sweats from stuffing his obese mouth hole full of burgers! That chubby creep literally ate all five platters by himself! Nobody came to see you eat yourself to death Guy, you stupid idiot! They came here to see me!"
The crowd agrees that they paid to see Cartwright by cheering and chanting for Cartwright, proving Cartwright right because he is Cartwright. Cartwright.
Cartwright: "That's right! That's why I'm everywhere, The High Octane! Stoner Booooi! I've been able to have the career that I have because unlike you, people actually like me! Nobody likes you! Nobody pays to see you! Nobody even wants to work with you! You do get six stars though....at putting everyone in this arena to sleep! But you're still better than that overweight loser Guy! Guy needs to do us all a favor, buy another car to crash like he claims that he likes to do but this time....don't survive it!"
The crowd is absolutely roaring because they love Cartwright and hate everyone else in GZW.
Cartwright: "High In The Sky, you are not the BEST, I am The Beeeest! You have to pay for The Beeeest and at least Guy was smart enough to pay for me and go cheap on you two, who have nowhere else to compete! You want to finish me off once and for all, Mr. Tall Petrol?! Good luck trying because I didn't come here to get beat down by you two! I came here for one reason and that is to get some new gold around my waist! I start earning that opportunity by defeating you two tonight!"
Cartwright makes his way towards the ring, high-fiving the front row fans along the way.
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2019 1:02 pm
"Hey now, easy there you silly English c**k smoker! This Lion is a high energy, fuel efficient, athletic masterpiece! I don't need unauthorized supplemention to be the best, understand?!" Luis paused as he pulled his jacket back to reveal his chiseled torso. "This is an all-natural, all-authentic, all-American made machine, baby!" Pulling off his jacket, the High Octane tossed it out of the ring before striking a pose.
"You're a goddamn madman if you believe you're coming out of this the winner! After tonight, your old a** can take a 'P45' and go back to England because I'm the only one who will be winning a GZW championship!"
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2019 1:56 pm
Cartwright: "Excuse me, but I do not smoke English c**k or any c**k for that matter! I am not into man sausage and I am not Guy Cancer! The only smoked good that goes into my mouth is bacon!"
Cartwright is then given an eye-full when The High Octane begins to flash his flesh at The Lad and everyone else in the arena.
Cartwright: "All-natural and all-American, you say?! That's what Hulk Hogan said before the steroid trial about himself! Something about vitamins, milk and prayers! The only milk that you're going to be drinking after this match is Guy Cancer's semen, as that's all he is going to be able to pay you with!"
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2019 11:08 pm
Good Question goes to the corner when both men are making their entrance. Standing there watching both men bicker with each other while insulting Guy, his arms folded, leaning back in the corner. GQ was a man of no words, most of the time not needing to speak, mostly attacking when called for. Tonight was no exception. For now awaiting for the match to begin, though it looks like Leone would be more than volunteering to start the match.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2019 7:26 am
"Half-assed as usual Carty! If you're going to compare me to the Best, then at least get the quote right, you goofy lookin' b*****d!" The High Octane shook his head. Those Englishmen sure have some nerve throwing dirt on American heroes! "It's TRAIN, eat your vitamins, and say your prayers." He threw his hand forward, pointing down at Cartwright. "Which you better say your prayers, Cart, because whatcha gonna do when the High Octane runs wild on you?!"
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2019 2:04 am
Good Question remains leaning back, watching the war among words. Suddenly something unexpected happens.....Cartwright slowly becomes transparent! Good Questions eyes widen, wondering what was going on! Eventually Cartwright completely disappears, not a trace left of the Englishman! Question stands up straight, looking around the ring and the arena, trying to make heads or tails of the situation.
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2019 4:47 pm
Cartwright suddenly reappears in-front of his opponents, continuing to surprise and confuse them.
Cartwright: "I changed my mind! I was going to use my secret super powers to stop a giant asteroid crashing into the Earth....but that can wait! Because nothing, not even life as we know it on this entire planet, is as important to me as competing in GZW! How could I not enjoy a Handicap Iron Man Match?! I get to beat you two up over and over and over again for fun!"
Cartwright readies himself in a wrestling stance when....
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2019 5:17 pm
The crowd went silent as the lights went out, a windy sound would come through the PA system, it was like a stormy breeze was coming until Kaze Ni Nare started playing with the first drums and the violin being accompanied guitar's first chords, the mature female singer, Ayumi Nakamura's voice started slowly. No one knew who it was behind that tune at the moment but it was someone that seemed interested in evening the odds for the match. //Oshiete yo hito wa naze sagashi tsuzu keruno? Kagirinaku setsunai ashita no yume wo// The guitar riff started playing as the female's voice reached the peak. A man silhouette was seen on top of the titantron as the lights turned red, all over the arena, the guy was up there with his arms crossed defiantly, letting the music play onwards as then the titantron showed Styles' titantron movie, revealing his name and actually getting the crowd excited as they cheered. //Hoshi dake ga mitsumeteru kanashii yoru niwa jibun wo tashikametakute kimi ni kuchizukeshita ne zutto oikake tsuzuketa yume wa itsu tsukamerunoka? Darenimo sore wa wakaranai keredo// "Weighing in at two hundred and nineteen pounds, from Montreal, Canada, The True Crimson...... Andrew Styles!!" Andrew was now climbing down the titantron slowly as after a few minutes, he was now with his own two feet on the ground. He walked slowly towards the ring, taking his time to take in the feeling that he loved most, being in an arena to fight. He was donning red tights with archaic symbols and lettering, black elbow pads and boots, not to mention the red tinted aviator glasses and the black long coat that he was sporting. His eyes scanned the ring for the moment as he clapped to his theme's rhythm, getting the crowd to follow as he walked until he reached at the end of the ramp, spreading his arms on the chorus. //Kaze ni Nare!// The crowd followed the female singer's voice with Styles' theatrics as he then resumed his walk, getting to the steel steps and hopping over the rope, going to Cartwright's side, not showing such a really tight bond but it was his prideful way of being. He was not here to fall short after such an entrance as he took off his custom made glasses and handed them to a staff member and right afterwards, went his jacket but it was now thrown towards the crowd. A few just jumped to grab that jacket, like the wrestler or not, it was a custom designed jacket with quite some value to it. Anyways. It was time to make stuff happen in this match as he straightened his gloves, they seemed quite stuffed at first glance on the area of the knuckles. He was not one to waste time talking or boasting and balancing egos, he simply patted Cartwright's shoulder and stepped forward, not even caring for the guy in the center of the brag job. He pointed towards the big guy and just made an hand gesture, signalling that he wants the guy to come at him. "I want the big guy, you take Junior over there. Is that a problem, ol' pal?" Andrew spoke towards the English Lad with a light grin covering his lips as he glanced over his left shoulder, it was about adrenaline, wanting the best and the strongest to step forth. It was his insane and dangerous way of being that made it worth fighting.
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2019 6:08 pm
"Whoah-ho! Whoah-ho! Hold on here!"
An irate Fox comes speed walking out, with a hand of power up in the air!
"Cartwright pulling magic tricks and then thinks that gets him a pass at bringing in someone to save his cheeky rear?! No, this remains an Ironman and I'll allow you a buddy, but this calls for a renegotiation after match!"
Cleverly taking advantage at gaining a possible new talent and made a crafty shot at saving money at the same time, Fox kept a strong poker scowl.
"This is now a Iron Man Tag match! Now let's not be rolling in anymore changes here!"
Taking a few cautious steps back, fearing that everything would all fall apart, and perhaps Cartwright's words were truly true. Half expecting an asteroid to come crashing in and obliterating everyone here! Then turned away, exiting to backstage and checking all news sources!
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2019 1:24 pm
Renegotiation for after this match?! GREAT! Cartwright is going to MILK those Fox TEETS for everything he has! More money for Carty yaaaay!
Cartwright looks at Andy after his request for the big guy, Good Question.
Cartwright: "You want that lad over there whose favourite wrestlers are Zeus and Virgil from the WWF?! You're welcome to try and beat some sense into him because I've tried to before!"
As the bell rings to officially start the match, Cartwright gets on to the ring apron to allow Andy the spotlight.
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2019 6:42 pm
What was with all the interruptions!? Cart forfeits, then decides to come back, then the match is changed, and now this other person comes out! The High Octane simply stood there shaking his head and muttering under his breath "God I'm glad I got paid up front for this... stupid furry assholes... freaking English." Luis completely forgot what he was saying after all the sudden happenings, but now it looks like the match can get started! Turning, he looked to see Good Question waiting in the corner, seemingly doped out on some kind of drug! "Alright, FINE! You want to fight this stupid a*****e or what?!" He looked to GQ while pointing at Andy.
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