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Post by Eʟʏsɪᴜᴍ Pʀᴏ on Sept 10, 2017 15:17:16 GMT -8
[Single Match]
Ashe Corvin vs. Jonathan Cage
Deadline: Friday September 22nd, 2017 at 11:59pm EST
Limits: 2 Promos of 1000 Words Each [Maximum]
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Post by Jonathan Cage on Sept 10, 2017 18:54:50 GMT -8
 Elysium Pro Wrestling.
A company that has just been opened by the Boy Wonder and is already gaining some steam within the social networking scene. And of course, yours truly had to come in and fuck things up a bit. Seeing as my former partner was signed up to compete. It would’ve made some sense that I would come in and we’d reform the Xtreme Apocalypse. Then I would’ve kicked K-Remix’s head off his shoulders.
But that’s where I flipped things on their head.
Better yet, I dropped my former partner on HIS head.
Now I know that the question has come up a couple of times now. Why did I turn on my partner? Why did I turn on my best friend? For starters, you have to go back to our past to discover how we got up to now. Ashe and I were members of a company known as Xtreme Wrestling Entertainment. A company that was an upstart just like this one. Back then, we were kindred spirits drawn by the thrill of competition. Yet, we only faced each other in the ring one time. That, however, was a part of some tag team Elimination Chamber match. Then that company decided to close its doors which led to Ashe and myself going our separate ways.
Fast forward to two thousand thirteen and a little company known as eWo.
We dominated as a tag team but back behind the curtain there were people saying that HE carried the team. That HE should’ve been in the spot that I fucking earned by taking a sledgehammer to the Palmer family back in two thousand twelve. That same spot that I took back when I beat the absolute shit out of Cody Clark at the Crowning in London that year. Yet, all those assholes backstage could talk about was how ASHE was the true star here.
Even after I won the eWo World Championship, they still talked about how ASHE was the fucking star. Even though he had taken his ball and went home.
Now I admit that I have enjoyed the relaxation and increase in time that comes with semi-retirement. Yet, the events of what was going on behind my back all those years ago have been eating at me. And I waited for my opportunity to be able to exact some revenge and show the world that I was the man who carried the team.
I was completely genuine about my pick to have you win the tournament.
Then I signed on the dotted line and that asshole kid decided to fuck with me a little bit. That’s when my opportunity arose. And when the time was right…
Nobody.
Saw.
It.
Coming.
I dropped on your head and ruined your chances at getting the Elysium World Championship. Now I’m going to exact true revenge on you for all the idiots that chose to talk shit even after you hauled ass. For the people that thought my World Championship reign in eWo was nothing but a fucking fluke.
And what do you know, my first match in Elysium is with you, Corvin. Talk about getting right to the point eh, Kelly?
The gods seem to be working in my favor and I get to exact revenge in a swift fashion. Although that’s not my cup of tea when it comes to revenge. I’m more of a slow burn type of guy but I’m willing to adapt when the man behind all this is wanting to provide the people with an ‘epic’ quality to every event we hold. And that’s what’s going to take place at the first ever Frontline event. It will be the match that many people have been waiting for.
Cage versus Corvin for the very first time.
I say that because most people didn’t catch the No World For Tomorrow tournament back in two thousand thirteen. Also because who watches wrestling anymore, right? Regardless of opinions, this match will be the epic contest that our owner is looking to show to the world. Two former friends going at each other’s throats for the first time. And as with any Jonathan Cage contest, blood will flow from both myself and Corvin. It will make the hardcore wrestling fans go absolutely nuts and make the casual fans cringe in horror.
I told the world that I would begin my landscaping project with Ashe Corvin. I will remove the low hanging fruit from the tree in order to make the tree grow better, riper fruit. Because Ashe, that’s all you’ve become to me. Nothing more than low hanging fruit.
I hope you shook off the rust, old man.
Because I don’t have any rust on me.
Are you ready, Ashe?
We go to war soon...
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Post by Ashe Corvin on Sept 10, 2017 20:43:59 GMT -8
I want to thank you, Jonathan.
Not what you were expecting was it? No, you know me well enough by now. It’s been what, ten years? Eleven? I honestly can’t remember. So I know you are expecting me to come out here and rant and rave and cuss you out. You are expecting what you know. And I get that. But here is the thing. Despite our long, friendship, you have known about me what I have wanted you to.
So again, I say to you, thank you. You made me realize something. Name and history mean dick anymore. I came into Elysium a twenty-year veteran. Kelly knew who I was. Hell, my name being mentioned coming to wrestle in a new company was more than enough to get you up off your ass. It was announced that I was in Elysium and in that tournament and within days here you were, gung ho and ready to go.
Just at the mention of my name.
That speaks louder than anything else I could have said. You are so eager to feed off of my scraps that you come running when you hear that dinner bell ringing. That’s fine. You can think that I didn’t see this coming but, I kinda did. I had to hear through the grapevine that my old tag team partner signed on the dotted line. No call. No text. No tweet. Silence.
That kind of silence speaks volumes. Not many people can hear what it has to say though. But I can. You have to remember who you are dealing with. Just like everyone out that has to learn who I am. You see, Cage, you of all people should know I am the uncrowned king of the backstab.
How many times did I do it to people in XWE to get what I wanted? How many times did you sit there, on my coattails, watching me drive a knife into the back of someone I told you a couple weeks before was our ally? How many times did you watch as my influence spread across XWE? I call myself the King of Darkness for a reason Cage. Don’t think I didn’t miss your little glossing over of the fact that I was king of the hill back in our time together in XWE.
That little tidbit slip your mind?
I bet it did. You were nothing more than a tag team guy back then. You saw me, the towering champion of the land and you dreamed that it would one day be you. But dreams of darkness are not to be taken lightly. You see even back then, despite not saying it, I was the King of Darkness. I was in XWE from the start. I was there to witness its tragic birth as Chaos without Limits. I was there for its recovery as XWE. I made friends with the only real threat on that roster and stabbed him in the back to get the title.
A title I won in darkness.
I injected it into XWE. I gave them their first taste of the dark. And like any drug on the market, it was highly addictive. As long as I held that belt I kept them in supply. They could feed their addiction as I slowly wound my tendrils through every part of that place. I was the World Champion. I was the first Hall of Famer. I won the Best of the Best tournament for a shot at my title should I ever lose it and my rematch.
When I left, at the top, XWE lasted less than a month. It couldn’t handle the withdrawals. The King had stepped down and the kingdom crumbled. THAT is the power of my name. THAT is the power of my legacy. You might have thought that after I left Da Epic after our tag run that I ran away. That’s understandable. To a simpleton like you, that’s what it would appear to be. But I didn’t.
I waited.
Darkness is nothing if not patient. So I waited. The only thing that could have, and did, foil those plans was eWo itself. It had a sickness far worse than anything I could have done to it. So you climbed to the top there. Do you want a cookie or something? How many records you hold there again? I carried you to those Tag titles because I was bored. Look at my Tag teams in eWo. Who was my last partner there? Who was my LAST choice to carry those title with me?
You were.
I teamed with my ex-wife, a kid I trained, and a member of Sedition Rising before I ever thought to call you up to give you a handout. Because every King needs his attack dog. And that’s all you have ever been to this King. Just another bitch to do my light work.
But here we are. Face to face in a match. One in a time and place that actually matters. Elysium is a form of heaven, and you think that God gave us this match. No Cage, it wasn’t him. He might think he has sway here but there is a darkness here he can’t banish. You hand to bite the hand that has fed you. You might want to sit and simmer in your anger. One that you have so wonderfully shown to be bred from jealousy and inadequacy. You have always wanted my light. But you never realized that I never stood in the spotlight.
I was always cover the world in Darkness.
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Post by Jonathan Cage on Sept 12, 2017 21:32:10 GMT -8
 So you decided to thank me after what I did to you. Simply because you thought that I expected you to rant, rave, and curse. Funny how that’s not what I expected of you at all. What kind of guy do you take me for? I figured you’d be the guy to sit there and stew in your own emotions. Kind of like that kid who sat in the corner during gym class because he had an “episode.” I thought you’d be more cerebral than simply thanking me.
Although, I have a feeling that there is an ulterior motive to all of this. You are Ashe Corvin after all. The guy who stabs people in the back simply for fun. So I’m expecting there to be at least some repercussions for my actions. Because I would’ve done the same thing to you had the shoe been on the other foot. And I came to Elysium, originally, to plant my foot in that kid’s ass. That’s why you didn’t receive a text from me. But I was on the plane thinking about what I was going to say to my former tag team partner when I got there.
That’s when my plans changed from K-Remix to you.
All the times of being told that I was the weak link in the tag team. When I recall asking you to tag up with me because we had a common enemy at the time. That’s what bonded us together not because I was your supposed attack dog and you were simply the hand that fed me. Boy, your ego has inflated quite nicely since the last time we saw each other. In reality, we were on an even playing field. Kicking ass, taking names, and winning titles. Yet, after you got put through the flaming table, you hauled ass. Not because you were “waiting,” but you were actually trying to let your skin heal from those burns. While this “attack dog” was going on to win the eWo World Championship.
And yes, Ashe, in XWE you were the king of the hill.
You were also the guy who bitched and moaned when you got beat by a woman. Then you formed a team with your ex-wife and several other people who helped you win the World title. But I’m not knocking you, I would’ve done the same shit had I had a group of people at my disposal. Regardless of how you were king of the hill, you were still at the top. I was simply the guy coming up in second place. Did it chap my ass that you were the top dog? Of course it did, if the shoe was on the other foot, it would chap your ass as well. I did something about it, however, and I became the top dog in this business.
You just rested on your laurels and bitched about not getting proper opportunities.
Now before you whip out that history book, I know you won the eWo Tag Titles with myself along with three other partners. Yet, I was the only one who people claimed that you carried. I’m sure you thought that as well. At least until you left anyway. Then you went into retirement and I, into semi-retirement. It was pretty damn good if I didn’t say so myself. It was quite nice sleeping in and not having to get up with my body hurting like hell.
It had been a while since I stepped back into the ring but at the mention of your name. I decided to get off my ass and step back into the ring for one final run. Because hell, if you can do it then I can definitely do it. That leads back to where we are at right now. I’m here now, Ashe, and I’m getting prepared for the run of my life. And the sting of all the people who said that I was nothing but your fucking lackey. That I was the weak link of the team. That shit will come to an end at Frontline.
By the way, I think that you’re trying to mask the fact that you’re upset. Why? Because I turned on you before you ever thought of turning on me. Simply put, I was two steps ahead of you. I knew that day would come where one of us would stab the other in the back. It’s just the nature of the business. I didn’t think that I’d be the one doing the backstabbing.
Feels weird.
A good weird but still weird.
Ashe, the next chapter in our relationship will be written at Frontline. And as always, there will be blood. Because that’s what it takes to make a fucking statement. I’m going to show you that this “lackey” has become way more than you ever thought I would be. I guess I’m now the hand that’s feeding you.
Well go ahead…
Bite me…
I fucking dare you.
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Post by Ashe Corvin on Sept 12, 2017 21:57:47 GMT -8
Remember that you brought this on yourself.
I want you to remember that when this is over Cage. You will have no one to blame but yourself. You love to talk about how we’ve been friends for all this time. You think you got me and my plays down. Bet you have yourself a little notebook of everything I’ve done. The list long list of all my achievements. Do you cross out each one as you gain some kind of equivalent? Ashe was the top dog here. So a handful of years later I did the same thing somewhere else.
I can just picture you sitting there, crossing something off trying to make yourself feel like you are important. Yet you slink off to bed only to cry yourself to sleep because you are still in the shadow of Ashe Corvin. A man who hasn’t wrestled more than three matches since he left eWo. A man who was fully retired and training the next patch of stupid kids to bear the shit out of other stupid kids. Trying to find that one diamond in the rough. The one I could mold into something great. Someone to show the way. Someone willing to follow the path into the Abyss.
A path I offered to you countless times. But you never accepted. I could have made you great, Cage. I tried when we took the tag titles. I did. I lifted a nobody through eWo once, surely I could do it with someone I actually knew. Someone I had been in the same ring with. Someone who only beat my team because I was once again carrying someone to greatness.
You see Cage, I’m like that dark mystical figure in a fairy tale. I can offer you greatness. I will help you achieve the heights you desire. Look at what I have already done for you. You wanted to surpass me. You wanted to show that you were better than me. You became the eWo Champion. You rose to the top.
All because of me.
Everything you are is because of me. I own you. Hate me all you want. It’s something I’m used to. Whereas most Kings would want to rule with justice and benevolence I go a different path. Your hatred, your jealousy, is what drove you. I set a standard that everyone held you to. I was your measuring stick. I was the bar you were trying to hurdle. WIthout Ashe Corvin there never would have been a Jonathan Cage.
Without darkness, there can be no light.
You wanted greatness, I was your greatness. You wanted success. I was that success. You want to shine bright. I am the contrast you need. I am the King that you aspire to be. Your problem is you are still chasing me. I am still overshadowing you. You live or die in the business because of me. You want your spotlight, Cage? You want that shining moment?
Over. My. Dead. Body.
You can come for me as many times as you feel you need. But when you do come correct. Don’t think I haven’t thought of doing to you what I have done to better men and women than you. Don’t think for one, precious, second that a vision of you broken and bloody at my feet hasn’t ever crossed my mind. It’s been there since the moment I met you. It is constantly buzzing around in the back of my mind.
“Turn on him Ashe. Do it. Shatter his dreams. End him.”
You know my brother. You know my family. You know the darkness that is our souls. You want a bloody, violent, affair? You got it. You obviously don’t remember the type of matches I had to defend titles in. Inferno, Triple cages, Houses of fire.
Crusades.
Fate has decreed this upon you, Cage. You bit the hand that has fed you for most of your career. I guess it’s time to finally give you the Old Yeller treatment. I have to put down my oldest and most faithful hound. Don’t worry, Cage. No tears shall be shed for you. No one will mourn the passing of another failed experiment.
Your hour has come, Cage. The Darkness is settling in. You must be wary, for it does not strike hard and fast. It creeps and chokes. One moment it is light, and safe. The next the light fades, as does hope. Darkness if a void, Cage. It has no beginning and no end. It just is. It was here at the start and it will out live everyone.
No matter the accolade. No matter the Championships. The Darkness swallows it all. Come and swagger down to that ring, chest puffed out because of the trophies you have achieved. Be the cock of the walk that you obviously think you are. Bring all that bravado. I want to be able to see it leave your eyes. I want to watch the realization that your creator has deemed you unworthy.
I want to watch you cower in fear like the residents of Sodom and Gomorrah. The only reason for your existence has decreed you to be unfit of the gifts he has given you. I shall take every ounce of success you have had out on your hide. Every victory shall be a pound of flesh I carve off of your carcass. I will savor in the futile cries for mercy that intertwine the screams of agony.
The King of Darkness has come to collect his due.
And his due is your life.
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