Asylum 7/17-Charlottesville, Virgina

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Hard rock music plays as a pyrotechnics display goes off on the stage, and the camera pans the Charlottesville crowd!

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to APW Asylum on the Food Network! I'm Russ T. Nailz, alongside Steve Beckett, and we're hot off the heels of our Asylum Super Show a couple of weeks ago, and tonight we're already seeing the ramifications of that huge night as APW Asylum new comers Sally Talfourd and Nathaniel Havok take on the team of BDC and the APW Heavyweight Champion Rico Casteel in our main event tonight!

Beckett: And let's not forget, the APW Suicidal Championship is on the line tonight in a Triple Threat Match between the champion, Isamu Suzuki versus Chris Cyrus versus The Gambler! We already know that The Gambler and Cyrus will be facing off at Shockwave! Could one of them make it to where the Suicidal Title is on the line in that match!?

Before the announcers can say anything else, Slayer's “Raining Blood” hits the PA and the fans pop for President Jeff! He slaps fives with the fans as he heads down to the ring, but retains a serious look on his face as he enters the squared circle. A loud “JEFF! JEFF! JEFF!” chant is going, and the Prez graciously waits for them to finish before beginning to speak.

Jeff: Now I know that all of you are chomping at the bit to see some action, so I'm going to keep this brief. Reginald Schmidt, get out here!

“Never Gonna Give You Up/Smells Like Teen Spirit” hits the speakers, and Reginald Schmidt makes his way into the arena with a sheepish look on his face. He holds his head down as he makes his way to the ring.

Nailz: For those of you at home wondering why Reginald Schmidt appears to be in the dog house, it's because he flat out was not at the Asylum Super Show!

Beckett: He looks like a little kid going to the principal's office!

As Reginald enters the ring, he doesn't look Jeff in the face at all. Jeff just looks at him sternly for a bit, before beginning to speak.

Jeff: Two weeks ago, we held a huge Asylum Super Show that saw not only Sally Talfourd joining the Asylum roster, not only a rare Asylum appearance by Mr. Dangerous, but also the crowning of the new APW Tag Team Champions, Organized Violence! This Super Show was arguably the biggest Asylum in months, and yet, the General Manager was nowhere to be seen! Now I don't mind stepping in and running the show if I'm needed, but Reginald Schmidt, I pay you to run Asylum, and two weeks ago, at the most important Asylum in months, you were nowhere to be seen! Explain yourself right now!

Reginald just looks at his feet, looking very much ashamed.

Jeff: Why weren't you here, Reginald? Why did you no show Asylum?

Reginald stands there a moment before finally bringing the mic up to his mouth, and mumbling.

Reginald: I forgot the show was on a Tuesday...

Jeff: Speak up. I can barely hear you, and I know these fans can't hear you.

Reginald: I forgot the show was on a Tuesday. Okay! There, I said it! I'm so used to the shows being on Sunday, that it just completely slipped my mind that I had to get on a plane Tuesday morning to make the show that night! I'm really sorry Jeff! It won't happen again!

Jeff: Oh, it won't happen again Reginald. You've been a trusted friend for some time, and I really do hate having to play the heavy, but if you miss another episode of APW Asylum without good reason, I will have no choice but to terminate your contract!

There's scattered cheers and some boos in the crowd, while Steve Beckett is going crazy at the announce table!

Beckett: Woohoo! The idiot is on his way out!

Nailz: Not quite yet, only if he messes up again.

At this point, Reginald is on his knees, grovelling to Jeff.

Reginald: Please Jeff! Don't fire me! This job is all I have! If I don't work, I have to spend time with my wife, and that's a fate worse than death! It wasn't like Tuesday was all peaches and cream for me! I had to eat my wife's cooking! That could be punishment enough!

Jeff: SHUT UP! Get yourself together, man! Don't you see how foolish you're acting right now!? I didn't say you were fired yet, but you're on a short leash! So shape up or ship out!

“Raining Blood” hits the speakers again, as Jeff leaves the ring, with Reginald still on his knees. Tears of anguish are running down his face.

Nailz: Well, that's probably not the way our General Manager wanted to start Asylum, but it's good to see that he's going to be held accountable!

Beckett: Is it a bad thing if I hope he messes up!?

Nailz: Maybe. Still, folks, we have a great night of action in store, which we'll get underway after these brief messages!

APW Asylum goes to a commercial break.

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Adam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall

As “She’s Gone Critical” by Bang Camero begins to play, Voodoo Hoodoo walks out from behind the entranceway with “Domo” in his hand as the crowd cheers for him. He slightly lifts “Domo” up to his face and begins to talk to him whilst he walks down the aisle.

Adam: Introducing first, making his APW debut. From behing the Seven Eleven, this is VOODOO HOODOO

Sprinting around the ring, he snatches the timekeeper’s chair away and sets it up to where it’s facing the ring. After sitting “Domo” down onto the chair, Voodoo Hoodoo slides under the ring ropes and sits in the middle of the ring, rocking back and forth as he awaits his opponent.

"Just Another Psycho" by Motley Crue pumps out around the packed arena as the chorus of extremely loud boos can be heard as all the can be seen is black and red lights flashing throughout the arena. After a couple of seconds the lights stop flashing and the red and black lights focus on the top of the ramp where "Master of Disaster" Klayton Moore is knelt down on one knee. Klayton's has his left hand by his side with the right one held out in front of him mimicking him holding something which he isn't of course, black and red pyros shout out in like a kind of Mexican wave along the top of the ramp before Klayton raises his right hand and lifts his head up focusing on nothing but the ring.

Adam: And his opponent, also making his APW debut, from Los Angeles, California. KLAYTON MOORE

Klayton now to his feet walks slowly to the ring focused on nothing but the ring as the fans continue on booing him and hurling him abuse which doesn't affect his focus what so ever. Once at the ring Klayton walks up the step and enters the ring through the middle and top rope of the ring, now in the ring Klayton now kneels down on one knee again facing the top of the ramp before red and black pyros shot from the ring posts as he then again raises his right hand like he did at the top of the ramp. Klayton now gets to his feet as he stands there ready for action still not loosing focus and still with that cold and piercing look in his eyes.

Klayton Moore Vs Voodoo Hoodoo


The match begins with a lock up and Klayton takes Voodoo to the mat and begins doing some mat wrestling, eventually locking in a front face lock. Voodoo gets to his feet and breaks free and starts hitting Klayton with back hands chops and then throws Klayton into the ropes. Klayton comes back and Voodoo connects with a dropkick, knocking Klayton down. Voodoo goes for a cover, but Klayton kicks out at one. Klayton rolls out of the ring to regroup.

Nailz: Looks like Klayton is taking a time out

Beckett: He better be taking a time in cause here comes Voodoo

Voodoo dives over the top rope, landing on Klayton, knocking him down Voodoo rolls Klayton in the ring and then jumps up to the ring apron and springboards in with a Lariat, knocking Klayton down. Voodoo covers but Klayton kicks out at 2. Klayton gets up and Voodoo hits him with a round house kick, which sends Klayton to the corner. Voodoo goes over and climbs the corner and starts punching Klayton in the head and the crowd count each punch.

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Voodoo jumps down and runs off the ropes and as he comes back, Klayton catches Voodoo with a jumping knee to the face. Klayton picks Voodoo up and throws him to the corner. Klayton runs, does a cartwheel and then a jumping spin kick to the face. Voodoo falls to the ground and Klayton covers him

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Nailz: What a kick from Klayton

Beckett: He just knocked him into next week!

Klayton picks Voodoo up and hooks him up for the Rock Bottom, and Voodoo starts elbowing Klayton in the head of the head, breaking free. Klayton then goes for a clothesline, but Voodoo ducks it and then connects with a Tornado kick, knocking Klayton down. With Klayton down, Voodoo goes to the top rope and Klayton gets up to his feet and goes to the corner and punches Voodoo. Klayton climbs up as well.

Klayton hooks Voodoo up for a superplex but Voodoo blocks it and punches Klayton in the gut and then shoves him off and he hit’s the mat. Voodoo comes off the top with a diving corkscrew leg drop and connects. Voodoo covers

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Winner: Voodoo Hoodoo

Voodoo gets his hand raises as his music plays

Nailz: A debut win for Voodoo Hoodoo here tonight

Beckett: We’ll be seeing both these guys on Overdrive Thursday. We’ll see if Voodoo can pick up another win and if Klayton can pick up his first.

With that, Voodoo celebrates his victory and we go to commercial.

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"Rise to it" by KISS hits the speakers. Blade, Branden Harvey, Bobby Bodacious, and The Gambler make their way to the ring to a chorus of boos. Blade demands a microphone, which is handed over quickly. The fans chant "a**hole." After a few minutes, the crowd quiets down and Blade raises the mic to his lips.

Blade: I am Blade, the new CWC North American Champion. But you already know that. I am here for a simple reason. I am here to tell each and every one of you peons, as well as the idiots behind the curtain, how things are going to go here on Asylum from here on out.

You see, I'm tired of all the garbage in APW. I'm tired of these idiots in the back interfering in my matches and causing me to lose, like some kind of conspiracy against Blade. I'm tired of playing defense. The four of us have been conspired against here in APW. This conspiracy even got Branden Harvey fired. We have finally decided that it's time to play offense. I know each and every one of you inbred idiots see us as the underdogs. But that's going to change. We are underdogs no more. We are a Posse.

Blade lets the fans take the name in before handing the mic to Branden Harvey.

Harvey: I'm "Supersonic" no more. I'm sick and tired of trying to please you ungrateful fans. Each and every one of you let me get fired. Blade, Bobby, Gambler, they did something about it. They got my job back and gave me the resources to make our sadistic president pay for what he did to me. I'm going to use these resources to destroy the company he built. I'm going to use my resources to destroy APW.

Harvey lets the fans boo for a minute before handing the mic to Bobby Bodacious.

Bobby Bodacious: I have every reason to believe that the same conspiracies against Branden and Blade have been used against myself and the Gambler. It started when our own former promotion, NorthStar Championship Wrestling, went down the crapper. Ironically, it was President Jeff that was our one, and only, champion. The same man that behind closed doors, did what he could to make sure that our promotion wouldn’t stand a chance.

Then, when we came here, hoping to smooth things over, it was President Jeff that kept giving us inferior, lazy, incompetent opponents. He did everything he could to make sure that we wouldn’t rise through the ranks, that we wouldn’t become champion. So far, he’s only been half successful on this. He’s stopped us from becoming champion, but we will continue rising through the ranks until it finally happens.

With all the money in my bank accounts, I can make your life a living hell for a very long time.

Bodacious hands the mic off to Gambler.

Gambler: The balance of power has begun to shift. The deck is being stacked in our favor. We’re putting some Aces up our sleeves. Our dice have been loaded. The games have been rigged. Nothing that Jeff, Reginald or any of their cronies do will stop us. The odds are always in favor of the house. We control the house, right Blade?

Gambler hands the mic to Blade.

Blade: You see, this group, this faction, this collective is here to stay. And anyone in APW that thinks differently can come after us all they want. That's what we're here for.

The new Elite Posse stands in the ring with grins on their faces, taking in the boos, as we go backstage.

The scene opens up in the backstage area where we see an Asylum camera crew checking their equipment, and getting ready to shoot a promo. They are interrupted by the towering form of the self proclaimed man, myth and legend, BDC. He snorts, clicks his fingers, and stares at them with complete and utter contempt.

BDC: You assclowns have exactly 30 seconds to get this rig ready to go, so I can say what I need to say. 30, 29 . . .

He stares at his watch and keeps counting as the camera crew frantically try their best to get things ready. As he reaches 5, they nod at him and tell him they are ready.

BDC: Hmm, not bad, not bad at all. I guess there is hope for the little people of this world after all. Anyway, tonight begins a new era for the Asylum. Tonight, I face Sally Talfourd and Nathaniel Havok in the Main Event – a place I should have been fucking weeks ago if truth be told. I’ve paid my dues and dicked around with the likes of Chris Cyrus and that Nova gimp, so now it’s time to shine baby!

He pauses, and clicks his neck to the side.

BDC: Havok and Talfourd, on paper, you have to be called the favourites tonight, because you seem to be clicking as a team, and bonding real nice, while I get dumped with Mr. Dribbly Chin Casteel as a so called partner. Everyone is waiting with baited breath to see who screws who over first. Well, to be honest, I don’t know. Maybe I’ll play nice and actually try to win the match, or, I may try to injure the shit of Rico. Hell, I may not even bother turning up in the first place, because hey, it’s me!

Fact is folks, it doesn’t matter, because this is a tag match, and even though I’ve been a tag champion in the past, it’s really not my thing. There’s too much touchy feely, lovey dovey stuff for my liking, and I prefer to go it alone and do my own thing. Win, lose or draw, it won’t change the fact that Reginald has no choice but to name me as the number one contender for the World title, because, quite frankly, who else is good enough? I took care of the last number one contender a few weeks ago, so Cyrus is out of the picture. What about my old buddy Hopper Rose? Well, yes, he has the tools, but the kid has to do the impossible first, and that’s to go through me. Me and Hopper have locked horns in the past, and guess who came out on top? If your answer is Hopper Rose, then you are a fucking cunt monkey, and should be stabbed to death with a rusty spoon. That brings us to Sally, a former World Champion. Well, she has the credentials, but, sorry bitch tits, I was here on the Asylum first, and you’ll just have to wait your fucking turn.

Reg, do the right thing and name me the number one contender, or, I’ll just have to go out of my way to take care of the so called competition through extreme violence, and it will all be on your head.

See you soon kids.

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Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The sound of "Invasion" goes off through the arena as Yoko is being led by Billy Walker, As Yoko is wearing a Ric Flair type robe, and is emotionless as he swiftly moves through the crowd hands and climbs over the top rope before disrobing himself as he takes a knee in a corner.

Stenfelder: Already in the ring, accompanied by Billy Walker, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 330 pounds, Yoko Misawa!

Beckett: Despite a few missteps along the way, Yoko is proving himself to be a monster in that ring!

The camera zooms onto the ramp and Mike comes out with a wide eyed look on his face, he walks down casually with a cane he dances as if performing a swing number.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Soho, London, England, weighing in at 220 pounds, Mike Morrison!

As Mike makes his way down the ramp, he's jumped from behind by Hopper Rose and Tyler Vaughn! They lay the boots to Mike as Yoko just watches from the ring. Tyler grabs a mic, and begins to talk while Hopper continues to stomp Mike.

Vaughn: Reginald Schmidt, you big screw up! This is what happens when you don't pay attention and book Hopper Rose and myself to face each other! We are intent on becoming the dominant tag team here in APW, and even though Havok and Sally got hot shoted to the #1 Contendership, we intend to make you change your mind about that!

At this point, Security comes out, with Reginald a few steps behind them. They pull Hopper and Vaughn away from Mike Morrison, and help him up as Reginald snatches the mic right out of Vaughn's hands.

Reginald: How dare you call me a screw up! How dare you! You know who's the screw ups, you and Hopper! That's why right now, I'm changing this match to you and your little buddy versus Yoko Misawa and Mike Morrison! Get them to the ring!

Reginald storms backstage as security helps Morrison to the ring, and Vaughn and Rose head down as well. Yoko is stoic as ever.

Nailz: Holy smokes! Reginald pulled an audible! Still, I don't see how this is punishment for Hopper Rose and Tyler Vaughn, because they're getting exactly what they want!

Beckett: Well, I guess that proves they were right about Reggie being a screw up!

Mike props himself up in his team's corner, while Vaughn enters the ring to start the match with Yoko, DING! DING! DING!

Yoko Misawa & Mike Morrison vs. Hopper Rose & Tyler Vaughn

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Yoko uses his size advantage to get an early advantage in the match, physcially taking it to Vaughn, trying to overwhelm him with his size and speed! Yoko backs Vaughn up into a nuetral corner with a series of fists and feet, before knocking Vaughn silly with a huge headbutt! He then whips the loudmouth into the opposite corner, and runs in for a huge Body Splash in the corner! As Vaughn stumbles out of the corner, Yoko pulls him up into a Gorilla Press and slams him into the mat with a hard Spinebuster, going for a cover, 1
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Hopper is in to break the count!

Nailz: That's a testiment to the dangerous nature of Yoko that he almost finished the match that quickly!

Yoko gets up and begins to make his way towards Hopper, but Rose gives him a thumb to the eye, followed up with The Sauce! Hopper heads back to his corner as Vaughn gets up and stomps the heck out of Yoko, paying particular attention to the knees of Yoko Misawa! From here, Vaughn hits a series of impactful manuevers, and as Yoko is down, he makes sure to stomp the knee joints, trying to hobble the big man! After taking Yoko down with a One-Handed Bulldog, he walks over to his corner and tags in Hopper Rose! Rose makes his way to the top, and jumps off for the Free Fall Splash, nailing Yoko on the back! He turns Yoko over, and covers, 1
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Yoko kicks out! Rose punches Yoko in the side of the head a couple of times, and goes for another cover, 1
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Kick out by Yoko again! By this point, Morrison is chomping at the bit to get in the ring, and he has his arm extended out. As Hopper pulls Yoko up, the big man gives his adversary a hard Headbutt to the midsection, which gives him time to head to his corner and make the tag! Morrison is in like a house of fire, catching Hopper with a Running Headscissors, and as both men get up, Morrison catches Hopper for a deep Armdrag! Hopper and Morrison proceed to have a quick paced, back and forth contest, going at each other for a good five minutes with neither one gaining a significant advantage! At one point, Tyler Vaughn hops off the apron and runs over to the opposite corner, grabbing a hold of Billy Walker and threatening to hurt him! This draws Yoko off the apron, and distracts the ref long enough for Hopper Rose to give Morrison a quick kick to the testicles, bringing Morrison down! Vaughn lets go of Walker on the outside and hightails it away from Yoko, who begins to take chase! Vaughn slides into the ring, and Yoko follows! As Yoko slides in, Hopper and Vaughn are both there to stomp him like a mudhole, while Morrison clutches his jollies in pain. As Hopper and Vaughn pull Yoko up, he shoves both of them back, and Morrison begins to come to, slowly getting to his feet! Once all four men are to a vertical base, a huge brawl breaks out in the middle of the ring, and the ref tries to restore order! After about a minute of wild brawling, the ref has no choice but to call for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

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Stenfelder: This match has been ruled No Contest!

Security runs down the ramp once more to try and restore order, but to no avail! The four men just keep going at it with no end in sight!

Nailz: This match just broke down, and despite his best efforts, the referee could not reign it in! He had no choice but to call for the bell!

Beckett: I hate these kinds of endings to matches! I want to see these two pairs go at it again!

Asylum jumps to a commerical break while the ref and security try their best to get things in order!

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Nailz: Welcome back to APW Asylum, folks. Before the break, we saw Hopper Rose and Tyler Vaughn jump Mike Morrison, which led to Reginald Schmidt changing their match to a tag team match up! We've just received word from the back that the production truck just got a tape that clears up Vaughn and Rose's motives! They're going to play it now.

The words Earlier today shows up in the upper left hand corner of the screen. Hopper walked into the arena, bag in hand as he walked toward the locker room. He knows, without a shadow of a doubt that he is the first there, but is surprised to see Tyler already in the locker room.

"Good, you’re already here." [[[Hopper said to his new brother in arms, who turns to face Hopper with an unhappy look on his face. Tyler sits down on a bench and begins to lace up his boots.]]] "Sorry I couldn't make it last night bro, but I’m here now, no need to give me glares like that. I know your weary of the situation at hand, but trust me bro. Stick to the plan and everything will be alright."

[[[Hopper continued to speak, but the words that were spoken to Tyler this past week by Hopper himself had settled into his brain and were working to push Tyler in the direction that he had aspired to in the first place.]]] "We sent them a reply on Overdrive, The match is on for the pay per view bro. All members of the worthless Red Shield Mafia will be crushed...Those two got it coming tonight!"

[[[Vaughn just sits there, listening to Hopper, not watching him or seeming to pay very much attention. Hopper sits down on the bench and begins to pull his wrestling gear from his bag.]]] "Morrison will be here soon...Misawa will soon arrive too with the rest of the laughing mafia to watch his imported ass. RSM they ain't bad...WE are...."

"MOST FUCKIN HATED..." [[[Tyler Vaugnh chimes in, interrupting Hopper while looking over at him.]]] "I get it! I fuckin get it bro! Your a fuckin asshole and the epitome of what Hated truly is...And you want me to do the same...Ya know what Hopper? I'll show you just how hated I can be..." [[[Vaughn stands up and gives Hopper an intense stare as he storms out of the locker room]]]

"...Atta Boy! Show them what the real Tyler fuckin Vaughn truly fuckin is...Smoke them all my boy!"


The video switches back to the announcers at ringside.

Beckett: Well, it looks like Vaughn and Hopper had no intention of wrestling each other tonight as originally scheduled. Still, I hope we get to see a rematch next time where both teams have a chance to prepare!

The cameras are sent backstage to find the APW Tag Team Champions, Jason Kash and Shane Borderland. With them is their big bodied Hired Security known as Big Heavy. They are leaning up against a wall, all of them staring over at the same door in the hallway. Kash looks down the hall one way to find nothing or nobody. Borderland looks down the other side of the hall and finds much of the same. Kash pushes off the wall, neither man have any Championships on their person as they step across the hallway and stand around one of the locker room doors. Kash leans in and puts his ear to the door to hear inside and hears nothing. He nods at Borderland who comes close to the door, Kash moves away as Borderland begins picking the lock with a paper clip.

Shane Borderland: Why is it that I can do this but you being from the streets cannot?

Jason Kash: I wasn't into petty crimes like this for too long. What I couldn't open, I broke into with force. I did important crimes...Like robbery or selling drugs...heh

Kash looks down both sides of the hallway as Borderland cracks the door like a Bank Safe. He pushes it open and peers his head inside. Borderland slaps Kash with his back hand as his head is still looking inside the locker room. Kash turns and nods at Big Heavy before walking into the locker room. Big Heavy leans against the wall and continues looking down the hall both ways. Organized Violence enters the locker room and shuts the door.

Jason Kash: We ain't got long so give me the bag o' shit so we can smear it on the walls...

Shane Borderland: Wait...What? Bag o' shit? Nope, I'm sure I don't have that..You wanted to smear shit on their walls? Seriously?

Jason Kash: Of course not! Joking...(Whispers to self) Where'd I leave that bag...

Shane Borderland: What?

Jason Kash: Nothing...I've gotta take a shit man...Those sloppy joes with jale-PAIN-Yo are really singing to me right now! Let's get this going...Find his bag..

They scurry around looking through personal items, duffle bags, plastic bags full of dirty clothes or a change of clothes that just look and smell dirty. Kash pulls a bag out from under a bench and opens it up as he tightens his butt cheeks and sits down slowly on the bench. As he opens up the duffle bag he finds something on the top of the clothes that right away tells him he found the right bag. He clears his throat and Borderland looks over, Kash nods and looks over at the door to the Locker Room as Borderland comes and sits next to Kash. Kash lets out a small fart and his eyes get big, Borderland scoots away from his partner.

Shane Borderland: Umm...Mmmm...That's nasty! No, that is CHINasty! Haha...Oh...My...Gawd!! It smells like Jalapeno too, fucking gross...What is that?

Borderland plugs his nose and nods at the bag after asking that question and Kash pulls out a CD and shows it to Borderland. It's a CD of a girl rap group called J.J. Fad who sang the popular song called "Supersonic" which was also what the album itself was called. Borderland and Kash both laughed but Kash squeezed his butt together quickly cause the laughing cause him issues.

Jason Kash: Oh damn...hold the CD, don't want to ruin his music, that'd be rude...

Kash hands the CD to his partner as Borderland gets up and walks to the locker room door. Kash on the other hand looks quickly through the duffle bag and finds a wallet. He checks the wallet to find Branden Harvey's drivers license. He puts the wallet on the bench and quickly stands up and pulls down his pants and underwear as he squats over the duffle bag, lining up his ass with the opening of the bag. Kash releases and you hear squishy fart sounds as his face looks to be relieved of all ill feeling in his gut. You can hear the shit hitting the inside of the duffle bag and as he finishes shitting he does a little shake like he had a tickle. He looks around cause he doesn't want to dirty his clothes and finds a towel and uses it to wipe his ass good enough to where he can leave and clean up elsewhere without being covered in his own shit. He tosses the towel into the garbage bin close by and pulls up his pants. He turns and looks down at the duffle bag and is proud of the aim he had. Borderland comes back into the locker room still having his nose plugged and looks at the duffle bag and nods in disbelief. Kash takes the "Supersonic" CD and places it on top of the nice melted chocolate like shit pile in the bag and zips it back up. Kash push kicks the bag back under the bench and begins to leave. Borderland picks up the wallet on the bench that Kash had left out the bag.

Shane Borderland: What about this?

Jason Kash: Ruining a man's wallet is just dirty....Let's get out of here, it stinks and I need to clean up...

The two World Tag Team Champions leave the Locker Room as the camera focuses on the duffle bag before jumping back to ringside.

Adam: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Triple Threat match for the APW Suicidal Championship

The opening riffs of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits the PA and the fans quickly start cheering. Slowly, Chris Cyrus emerges from behind the entrance curtain and stands at the top of the stage, looking out at the crowd, embracing the cheers

Adam: From Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 240 pounds, Chris....CYRUS!

Chris begins making his way down to the ring, and slaps a few hands of the fans before he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. Chris walks over to the corner and climbs up the middle rope and the crowd cheers him as he poses. Chris jumps back down into the ring and waits.

The lights dim as the opening notes begin playing. Spotlights show reflections of playing cards along the entrance. Gambler, wearing a jacket with an Ace of Hearts of Jack of Diamonds, takes his time strolling out to the ring, deck of cards between both hands. At random intervals, Gambler tosses a few cards at members of the audience.

Adam: From Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 237 pounds, The GAMBLER

When Gambler makes it to the ring, he slides under the bottom rope. Gambler goes to one knee while reaching into a jacket pocket, pulling out a pair of die. Gambler rolls the die on the mat, getting a "7" from the roll. The lights come all the way on as Gambler gets to both feet, making sure to take his jacket off.

"RISING" hits the speakers, opening with the drums. The lights start flashing around the crowd as the shamisen start playing over the speaker systems, but still no competitor. At twenty seconds, in place of the usual "He" for the song, Isamu's voice echos across the speakers with a "EYAH!" The song continues as normal as Isamu sprints out onto the stage, full of energy.

Adam: From Japan, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the APW Suicidal Champion, ISAMU SUZUKI

He waits there only a moment before sprinting down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He hops up onto the top rope and lets out a battle cry to get him pumped up for battle before hopping down and stretching for the match.

Suicidal Championship Match
Isamu Suzuki © Vs Chris Cyrus Vs The Gambler

The bell rings and instantly, Chris Cyrus goes after the Gambler. The two exchange punches in the middle of the ring. Isamu stands back and watches. Gambler punches Chris to the ropes and goes to throw him into them but Chris reverses it and takes Gambler down with a double leg take down and then starts punching him. Isamu goes over, grabbing Chris from behind and tosses him out of the ring through the ropes. Isamu covers Gambler and barely gets a 2 count. He picks Gambler up and takes him down with a swinging neck breaker. Isamu picks Gambler up, throws him into the ropes. As Gambler hit’s the ropes, Chris Cyrus grabs his legs and pulls him out of the ring. The two exchange punches and Isamu from inside the ring, runs and suicide dives through the ropes. Gambler moves out of the way and Isamu hits Cyrus, knocking him down. Gambler picks Isamu up and sends him shoulder first into the ring steps. Gambler grabs Cyrus and rolls him into the ring. Gambler follows Cyrus into the ring and picks him up then takes him down with a double arm DDT. Gambler goes for a cover

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Nailz: The thing with this kind of match, Isamu doesn’t have to be pinned to lose the title

Beckett: Cyrus and Gambler hate each other, Isamu needs to use that to his advantage

Gambler picks Cyrus up and slams him to the mat. Gambler runs off the ropes and hit’s the rolling thunder and goes for a cover but Isamu gets into the ring and breaks the count up at two. He grabs Gambler and throws him to the corner. Isamu runs and catches him with a Avalanche splash. He then throws Gambler into the ropes and takes him down with a jumping Calf kick. He goes for a cover, but Cyrus breaks the count up at two. Cyrus grabs Isamu in a Head lock and the fans cheer. Chris then and takes him down with a Russian Leg Sweep. He covers but Isamu kicks out at 2. Cyrus picks Isamu up and snap suplex him. Chris goes to his legs and goes for the sharpshooter. Just as he turns Isamu around, Gambler is there to grabs Chris and roll him up in a small package

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Nailz: Gambler just about sneaked out a victory there

Beckett: I think Chris forgot there that there was another person in this match

Chris gets up and Gambler scoops him up and drops him with the Michinoku Driver. He covers and Isamu breaks the count at 2. Isamu throws Gambler into the ropes and takes him down with a drop kick and then lands a standing moonsault on him. Isamu covers but Gambler kicks out.

Isamu takes Gambler to the corner and then begins chopping him. Isamu throws Gambler to the opposite corner, but from out of no where, Cyrus spears Gambler. Gambler rolls to the side of the ring and Isamu charges at Chris and Chris lifts him up and drops him with a back breaker. Chris gets up and waits, yelling at Isamu to get up. He does and Chris grabs him for the Stright To Hell Rock Bottom and hits It. Chris Covers

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Gambler kicks Chris in the back of the head. He picks Chris up and tosses him out of the ring and Gambler covers Isamu

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Winner and NEW APW Suicidal Champion: The Gambler

The ref hands Gambler the title and raises his arm in victory. Chris Cyrus quickly slides into the ring, going after Gambler and Gambler bolts out of the ring and the ref holds Cyrus back

Nailz: The Gambler just stole that Title from Cyrus, he had this match won!

Beckett: Maybe, but The Gambler just won his first APW Championship here tonight, and because of this match, Chris Cyrus has no argument now, The Gambler is now better than him.

The Gambler celebrates his victory and Chris watches on. The Gambler heads through the curtain and Chris see’s Isamu starting to get up. The fans begin to cheer as Chris begins stalking Isamu. Ismanu stands up, Chris grabs him and gives him a Straight To Hell. The fans cheer as Iron Man by Black Sabbath begins to play and we go to commercial.

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Stanfelder: The following match is a Anything Goes Tag Team Match. Coming out first, From Manchester England... he is the new CWC North American Champion....BLADE!!!

"Rise to it" by Kiss begins to play over the PA system; the crowd are starting to go a bit nuts as they know what is coming. The lights are beginning to flicker on and off as Blade bursts out from behind the curtains and onto the ramp.

Steadily strutting towards the ring he catches the attention of some girls in the crowd, he gives them a wink before hoisting himself upon to the ring. Ignoring the referee, he begins to taunt the fans to a chorus of boos and jeers.


Stanfelder: And his tag team partner, from Sacramento California He is BRANDEN HARVEY.

"Rise to it" by Kiss begins to play over the PA system. The crowd elicites a chorus of boos. The lights are beginning to flicker on and off as Branden Harvey bursts out from behind the curtains and onto the ramp.

Steadily strutting towards the ring, he mocks the fans on the way through. Branden gets to the ring and high fives Blade as they take turns mocking and taunting the crowd. They then lean back on the turnbuckles waiting for their opponents.

Stanfelder: Introducing their opponents, the team of Jason Kash and Shane Borderland. They are the APW World Tag Team Champions.... Organized Violence.

"Hard Hittaz" thumps through the speakers of the arena. Both Shane Borderland and Jason Kash come out from the back. Kash steps up to the center of the stage and quickly slaps the metal entrance ramp before throwing his arms up as Shane Borderland comes around in front of Kash and leaps up. As Borderland hits the ramp, small red explosions burst from the sides of the Stage. Kash and Borderland make their way down to ringside, Kash leaps up onto the ringside apron with a single knee and pulls himself up using the ropes. Borderland slides under the bottom rope as Kash bounces through the middle rope. They move around taunting fans and/or opponents as they wait for the sound of the bell.

Anything Goes
“Supersonic” Branden Harvey & Blade vs. Organized Violence

The match starts off with Both members of Organized Violence charging at Blade and taking him out of the ring. They then turn their attention to Branden. They both just stare brandon down before unleashing on punches and kicks, backing him into the corner. He tries to defend but the two man onslaught is just too much. THey continue to beat on him in the corner before Shane throws him to Kash who hits him with a quick Kashed out and covers him for a two count. Just then Blade is back in from behind grabbing Borderland from behind and nails a falling neckbreaker causing him to roll to the outside. Kash and Blade now face off in the middle of the ring locking up. After a series of chain wrestling that included an arm wrench from Kash, a headlock from Blade, and a hammerlock from Kash that was broken up with a series of Elbows to the head. Blade ducks a clothesline attempt and hits a spinebuster of his own and makes the quick cover for another two count. As Branden gets to his feet, he is tripped up on the outside by Borderland and pulled out. Borderland levels him with a huge right hand sending him down hard. Shane pulls him up and bounces his head off the ring apron. Branden stumbles and Shane bounces his head off the baracade. Branded tries to get away, but Shane is unrelenting. He whips Branden Hard into the baracade, but Branden comes to suddenly, hops on the baracade and jumps off with a HUGE Asai Moonsault taking them both down.

Beckett: This match, as we expected has turned into mass chaos.

Nailz: No doubt about that. I was gonna remind the folks at home that there were no countouts, no DQs in this match, but I don't think I have to.

Back in the Ring, Blade is taunting a downed Jason Kash after the relentless and brutal assult he's been putting him through. After a devistating Flowling DDT, Blade climbs to the top rope, calling for the Razorblade. He takes a few minutes of time to taunt the fans and Borderland looking on from the outside. He takes off for the High angled Senton Bomb, but Kash gets his knees up delivering excrutiating pain on the back of Blade. He drops a few huge elbows to Blade's back and finishes it up by hitting a huge T-Bone Suplex in the middle of the ring. Branden Harvey comes in for the rescue and rolls up an unsuspecting Kash for the pin. He pulls the tights which the ref sees on the count of 2 and andmonishes him for. But Branden doesn't let up there. He grabs a rising Kash and drops him with an X-Factor in the middle of the ring. After another 2 count he continues the assult with a Fame-Asser followed by a big senton Splash and finishing things up with The Butterfly Effect. He makes the cover in the middle of the ring, hooking the leg.

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At the very last second, Shane Borderland comes with a HUGE boot to the head of Branden Harvey to break up the pin. He takes Branden down with a massive clothesline followed by a big pulling Piledriver. He doesn't stop there by hitting a big spinebuster and then pulling him up for a huge sit out powerbomb. He makes the cover only for Blade to get back up and pull him off by the foot. Before Blade can capatalize, Jason Kash comes back to life with a half nelson suplex. As the momentum builds for Kash and Shane, the fans begin to both cheer and boo for the champs, all of them equally perplexed as to who to root for here. They hit Blade with a quick Flapjack/DDT Combo. When Blade seems to be neutralized, they turn to Branden like a shark smelling blood in the water. AFter an attomic drop followed by a BigBoot and a Backbreaker/Knee to the face, They taunt the downed team, calling for the end. They set Branden up for the switch up, but Blade grabs the leg of Shane, triping him up for a bit. Shane responds with a big boot to the head and they go after Branden again. But Blade bought Branden a few seconds and he floats over the inverted suplex hold and shoves Shane into Kash. Stumbling, Shane is dropkicked throught the ropes and to the outside by Branden. KAsh charges at Harvey who quickly drops down and pulls the top rope with him causing Kash to fly to the outside to be caught by Shane. As the two make their way to their feet, Branden grabs the ropes and springboards over with a huge vaulting cross body block taking them both down in a mess on the outside. Blade makes it back to his feet and looks around seeing everyone on the outisde. Both Kash and Shane are getting up and staring menacingly at Branden as they do. Blade zooms over to the ropes, rebounding ferociously and coming with a full head of steam. Kash are forced to watch Blade flying over the top rope and hiting a suicide dive on all three of them. All four men are down and out on the outside.

Beckett: It's a Giant cluster out there Nailz and this thing is just getting uglier and uglier.


Nailz: No kidding! There are bodies everywhere and I don't think we're close to over here.

Blade and Branden are up first and pull out a Table from under the ring, setting it up at ring side. They see Kash getting to his feet and quickly hit him with a double DDT on the outside. They roll him onto the table and Blade pounds on him while Branden gets on the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. Shane comes from nowhere and clotheslines Blade in the back of the head. He grabs Branden and pulls him down from the turnbuckle. He throws a few punches while Kash rolls off the table. He kicks Branden hard in the gut and pulls him up ifor the Border Driver. He leaps off and HITS THE BORDERDRIVER THROUGH THE TABLE!

Beckett: My GOD what a devistator right there. He could have broken Branden's neck.


Nailz: The crowd here loves this as "Holy Shit" chant breaks out and everyone is on their feet for this one.

Shane Borderland lifts the limp body of Branden Harvey and rolls him into the ring. He Gets on the apron to get into the ring, but Blade is there with a low blow and pulls him down. He rolls him on the other table and climbs the turnbuckle. He poses to boos from the crowd and then leaps off with a HUGE Razorblade through the table.

Beckett: HOLY GOD! More carnage out there.

Nailz: And the crowd is eating it up...this is the first time I've heard them cheer for Blade tonight.

But Blade's glory is short lived. After pushing the debris aside, and getting back to his feet, Blade is suprised by Jason Kash coming from no where and hitting the UTI.

Nailz: And yet another big move there and it looks like the momentum has yet again swtiched to the hands of Organized Violence

Kash looks into the ring and sees Branden Harvey still off his feet. He rolls in and stalks him like a viper waiting on his prey. As Branden gets to his feet, Kash runs out for another UTI. But Branden rolls behind him and shocks him out of no where with a Impaler. He gets to the top rope and leaps off with a HUGE Sonic Boom.

Beckett: Sonic Boom by Harvey and this one should be over.

Nailz: But the move took alot out of him as he is unable to capitolize.

Branden rolls to the outside and slides in two chairs. He grabs a stirring Blade and helps him into the ring. Each grab a chair and wait for Kash to get up. As they're about to hit a huge conchairto...Borderland low blows Branden and he drops the chair. The distraction causes Blade to hesitate and Kash ducks the chair shot. Kash hits the UTI on Blade on the chair. Borderland pulls up Branden and they hit the SWITCH UP on the fallen chair and Kash makes the cover.

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Stanfelder: Winners of this match, the Tag Team Champions....Organized Violence.

Nailz: A big win for the champs!

The ref raises Organized Violence's arms in victory as their music begins to play, but all of a sudden, the arena lights go pitch black and static hits the speakers and tron. Strobe lights flash in an irregular pattern, and it looks like somebody has come out to the ring, but it's hard to tell! A loud thud can be heard, and when the static stops and the lights come back on, Jason Kash is laid out in the ring. Shane Borderland looks around for the culprit, but has no luck in finding them!

Nailz: What the heck just happened!? Who could be the mystery assailant that took out Jason Kash!

Beckett: I bet it was Nathaniel Havok!

Nailz: That isn't Havok's normal M.O. I don't think it was him!

APW Asylum goes to commercial while Borderland helps Kash up.

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color=white]Branden Harvey and Blade enter their locker room. Blade carrying his newly won CWC North American Championship they sit down in different places as the faded smell seeps into the noses. Harvey looks confused as he spots his wallet sitting on top of the bench where he had put his bag. He looks over at Blade and steps over to the wallet and grabs it. Looking inside he finds it is his wallet and checks the money fold to find his money still there.[/color]

Branden Harvey: What the hell is this doing out of my bag?

He ducks down and pulls out his duffle bag, he lifts it off the ground and puts it's bottom onto the bench and begins to unzip it. When he opens the bag he jumps back a few feet and lets out a noise of disgust.

Branden Harvey: It's shit! Someone shit in my bag!!

Blade: Ehh...Sort of smells like jalapeno...

They both stand there, Branden Harvey looking disgusted and angered at his belongings being tainted in sorts and Blade smelling the jalapeno in the whole thing. The camera heads back to ringside as both are trying to understand the message behind it.

Stenfelder: The following is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, and is your APW Asylum Main Event!

The fans are pre-emptively booing as “Baby,” by PNAU hits the speakers, and Sally Talfourd enters the arena, acting like everyone is giving her a hero's welcome.

Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring first, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 145 pounds, Sally Talfourd!

Nailz: Sally Talfourd is making her in-ring debut as an APW Asylum talent here tonight! It was a huge coup for Asylum to get her, because she is a former APW Undisputed Champion!

Beckett: These fans don't like her one bit, which I disagree with! Not only is she a great wrestler, but she's hot!

Nailz: I'm sure she appreciates being viewed in that way...

Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, waving to the crowd as she is announced. When that's done, she dashes up the steps, hoists herself over the top ring and bounces to the center of the ring. Poses for the crowd as the lights return to normal and the music fades out. The crowd still boos Sally as she starts to stretch for the match.

'Nemesis' hits on the PA system as purple strobe lights flicker around the arena. Nathaniel Havok steps out from the back with his head facing the ground, hair dripping wet. He stares at the ground for about 5 seconds, before throwing both arms in the air, spitting water out of his mouth, as fire-like pyro explodes around him.

Stenfelder: And her partner, from The Underworld, by way of Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 242 pounds, “The Source of All Evil” Nathaniel Havok!

Nailz: Nathaniel Havok and Sally Talfourd were named the #1 Contender's for the APW Tag Team Titles at our Asylum Supershow, by virtue of random drawing! It'll be exciting to see how they coexist as a team for the first time here tonight!

Beckett: They'll have a tall task against them tonight, however, as they take on two of the biggest bruisers Asylum has to offer!

He gives a sadistic grin before sprinting to the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope. He pops up off the mat and runs right for the far right turnbuckle. With a graceful leap, he lands on the second rope and throws his hands in the air once again. He hops down and stands in the corner as his music dies out.

White neon lights flicker throughout the arena and "Fallout" by Alter Bridge blasts from the arena's PA system. The crowd boo loudly as the man, the myth, the legend BDC walks from behind the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp. The APW - Tron shows the Welsh National Flag, and red, white and green pyro shoot high into the air and he then heads toward the ring.

Stenfelder: And their opponents, first, from Wales, UK, weighing in at 310 pounds, BDC!

Beckett: Now I'm not saying BDC is old or anything, but for a guy on the wrong side of 40, he's in great shape, and a dangerous competitor!

Nailz: Anyone who doubts BDC because of his age does so at their own risk!

He climbs over the top rope and proceeds to climb each turnbuckle one at a time, raising his right arm in the air. He then jumps up and down a little in the centre of the ring and crouches a little, hands on his knees, as his partner's music plays.

The lights dim down as "Sound of Madness" by Shinedown begins to play. After a few moments the large and imposing figure of Rico Casteel makes his way out from the back with the APW World Heavyweight title strapped around his waist. He pauses at the entrance and scans the crowd before smirking, cracking his neck, and making his way down to the ring.

Stenfelder: And his partner, from Bismark, North Dakota, weighing in at 270 pounds, he is the APW World Heavyweight Champion, “The Loose Cannon” Rico Casteel!

Ignoring all of the fans, he reaches the ring, grabs the middle rope and hauls himself onto the apron. He climbs through the ropes and paces around the ring. The ref directs each team to their corners, and it looks like Casteel and Havok are going to start the match. Once Sally and BDC are out on the apron, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Rico Casteel & BDC vs. Sally Talfourd & Nathaniel Havok

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The two men start off with a Collar-and-Elbow Tie Up in the middle of the ring, in which Rico shows his superior strength, shoving Havok rolling backwards into the mat! Havok is up like a flash, and runs in towards Rico, nailing the Heavyweight Champ with a Front Foot Dropkick to the face! Rico goes stumbling back into his corner, and BDC tags himself in. From here, Havok plays the speed game, trying to stay out of BDC's reach with hit-and-run tactics. BDC gets an opening as Havok misses a Spinning Wheel Kick, ducking beneath the blow! As Havok makes his way up to his feet, BDC nails him with a Big Boot to the side of the head! BDC takes control of the match, wearing down Havok with a series of powerful manuevers, with the intent of grounding the quick paced Mega Star. Sally stands on the apron, looking disinterested as BDC continues to work over Havok in the ring. BDC whips Havok into the ropes, lifting up his foot to hit another Big Boot, followed up by climbing up to the second rope and jumping off for a Leg Drop!

Nailz: BDC just hit The Backlash there! It looks like he's going to go for a cover here!

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Nailz: OH MY GOSH! They could have darn well killed Sally with that move!

Beckett: Welcome to APW Asylum, Sally!

Rico shows no remorse, instantly heading down to the floor, and pulling Sally up, pounding her with his fists a bit before bouncing her head off the apron and rolling her into the ring. Sally tries to fight back, but Rico keeps control of the match, wearing Sally down with more powerful moves. He goes for several pinfall attempts, but none of them are able to keep Sally down. After an impactful Spinebuster, Rico goes for another pin, but this time, Havok is in to break up the count! BDC runs into the ring, and goes to Clothesline Havok, but “The Source of All Evil” ducks the attempt, and answers with a Spinning Wheel Kick that connects! Rico and Havok start to brawl, trading blows back and forth like madmen, while the ref tries to regain control!

Nailz: We've already seen one tag team match end in a No Contest because the ref couldn't get things in control! Don't tell me we're going to see that again!

Rico gets the advantage, and Clotheslines Havok right down to the arena floor! By this point, BDC is back on the apron, calling for a tag. Rico just shakes his head, pulling Sally up, and giving her a Fallaway Slam! As he shambles over to pull her back up, BDC reaches over and tags himself in! Rico doesn't take kindly to this, and snaps, kicking his partner in the gut and lifting him up for a Bedlam Buster! As Rico stands over BDC, Havok comes to, and hops onto the apron, slingshotting himself onto the top rope, and leaping off for a Springboard Dropkick that sends the champ spilling through the ropes! Havok then helps Sally up, and she runs to the ropes, leaping off for a Happy Ending! She hooks BDC's leg, 1
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Winners: Sally Talfourd & Nathaniel Havok[/center]

Stenfelder: Here are your winners, by pinfall, the team of Sally Talfourd and Nathaniel Havok!

Sally's music hits as the two get their arms raised! They quickly exit the ring as Rico comes to on the outside and slides right back in!

Nailz: There's a reason Rico's known as "The Loose Cannon!" He didn't take kindly to BDC tagging himself in, and let him know! Too bad for his team that that cost them the match!

Beckett: Well, both Rico and BDC let it be known before the match that they weren't too keen on teaming with one another, especially considering BDC's title aspirations!

Rico just ignores Sally and Havok, instead, focusing on BDC. He's yelling at his downed "partner," saying things like he's old and over the hill! As he's doing this, BDC shakes the cobwebs a bit, and reaches up, clutching his hand around Rico's throat! He makes his way up with the hold still applied, and once BDC's up to his feet, Rico responds in kind! Both men have their hands wrapped around the other's throat, with neither man getting the advantage!

Nailz: Oh my gosh! This is an explosive situation building out here in the Asylum!

Referees, Road Agents, and Reginald Schmidt all run down the ramp to try and break up the two behemoths, but to no avail! APW Asylum goes off the air with Rico and BDC still at one anothers throats!