Asylum 11/6- Long Island, New York

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Ida Marie's "Bad Karma" blares over the speaker as the camera pans about the IWC Arena in Long Island, New York! The Asylum faithful are chanting "A-SY-LUM! A-SY-LUM!" at the top of their lungs, and are so hyped up that they don't even boo as "Never Gonna Give You Up/Smells Like Teen Spirit" plays over the loudspeakers!



Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the One Year Anniversary Show of APW Asylum! We're back where it all began from the IWC Arena in Long Island, New York! I'm Russ T. Nailz, alongside my broadcast partner, Steve Beckett!

Beckett: I'm back, baby, and just in time for the One Year Anniversary Show! We got a huge night of action here tonight!

Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt makes his way out to the ring with a mic in hand, shaking hands with the fans as he takes his time getting to the ring. Once he gets there, he speaks almost immediately.

Reginald: Thank you Asylum faithful! Tonight is indeed a special night, as one year ago, from this very arena, you fans helped usher in a new era of professional wrestling with the rebirth of IWC Asylum! And we may now be under the APW banner, but the fact of the matter is that the spirit of IWC lives on, thanks to each and every one of you!

The fans continue to be in a frenzy as Reginald speaks some more.

Reginald: And while we may not be able to make it back here as often as we may like to, I can guarantee you fans that you'll get to see us live at least twice a year!

This gets a slightly less positive reaction from the crowd.

Reginald: I know that's not a popular thing for me to be saying, but the fact is that simple economics dictate that we can't really afford to run too many shows out of an arena this small. Still, when we are here, I can promise you that you will receive nothing less than the very best action APW Asylum can deliver, and that's especially true tonight because every match on the card will be contested under Extreme Rules!

The fans go wild over this announcement.

Reginald: So ladies and gentlemen, sit back and relax, and enjoy show! I know I'm going to from the best seat in the house! Thank you for your continued support.

Reginald waves to the crowd and exits the ring taking a seat at the time keeper's table. A beat begins to thump throughout the arena and smokes begins to seep out onto the stage. Jason Kash pops out from the back wearing the APW World Heavyweight title around his waist. Behind him comes Adora Bailey, the female that was with him at Overdrive earlier this week. She points at Kash as he soaks in the mixed reaction from the audience before making his way to ringside. He climbs the steel steps and helps Ms. Bailey onto the apron.

Kash steps on the bottom rope and pulls up the middle rope as Adora Bailey steps under and into the ring. Kash follows, holding his chain as he dips through the ropes. Adora walks over and grabs a microphone from the announcer. She steps back to Kash's side and raises the microphone to her mouth.

Adora Bailey: Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for YOUR APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, "THE INFLUENCE" JASON KASH!

The crowd giving their mixed reviews on the new champion watch as she hands him the microphone. He heads toward the ropes and unbuckles the belt, holding it up to look at.

Jason Kash: The walls have fallen...Now I'm missing two teeth, I no longer hold the World Tag Team titles but I AM THE NEW APW WORLD CHAMPION!!!

The crowd once again gives off a mixed reaction. He lowers the belt to his side and turns around and heads back to Adora Bailey. He leans and kisses her on the mouth as her hand goes to his back. Kash then turns to the audience.

Jason Kash: I'm not going to be that kind of Champion. I'm just excited right now, I will not however think that this trophy means I am the best alive or in this world like some might feel about themselves. What I will do is be there each and every time I am able to defend this belt, every time a title match is booked I will bust my ass to defend and retain. No fluke losses like against Red Shield Mafia or Johnny brown. This championship is the top of the mountain and...and...Fuck this...

Kash turns toward the entrance, his eyes wide.

Jason Kash: RICO CASTEEL!! Yeah, where is the FORMER champion at? You see, people, I might have won the match but the champion that was, WAS NOT BEATEN...I want my shot, I want me title in this hand to mean that I BEAT the guy holding it before me. I'm not running Casteel, I'm not making excuses. In fact...

Kash turns around and lays the championship on the canvas spread out flat like a line drawn in the sand. Kash stands on one side of it, the other side is toward the entrance.

Jason Kash: I didn't beat the champion, I beat a washed up has been in Sally Talfourd and that to me doesn't sit too well. So Casteel, get your ass out here now because this shit between us is FAR from over. You and me...RIGHT FUCKING NOW!! I'm about to go 3rd Degree Homicide on someone so get the hell out here you big roided up bastard!

No sooner has Kash finished speaking, then "Sound of Madness" begins to play throughout the arena and the former World champion Rico Casteel steps out from the back. He stops at the top of the ramp, his eyes locked on Kash as he raises a microphone to his mouth.

Rico Casteel: Some people might say you are a great man for surviving that chamber and stealing my title. They might even say that you were the lucky benefactor of winning that battle royal a month ago. But those same people would also tell you how much of an idiot you are for running your mouth and willingly put your title up against the King.

Jason Kash: The former King.

Rico Casteel: I don't give two shits what you think, Kash. The fact remains, you hold my title and you're willing to put it on the line against me again. Knowing full well that you have yet to beat me. Knowing that I am as pissed of and as angry as I have ever been. And you want to poke the bear? You wake to awaken the beast that has had to put up with your shit since you won the title at One Night in Hell? Champions don't survive by doing bullshit like that. Champions don't become known by committing career suicide, asking to step into the ring with a king, with a Loose Cannon. With a man hellbent on retaking MY title!

Kash rolls his eyes.

Jason Kash: Are you going to stand up there all night or are you going to come down here and fight like a man!

Rico Casteel: Oh, I'm coming down there, Jason, if only to prove to you how truly ignorant you are being right now. You might be sitting on your high horse right now, but you won't be there for too long. I am going to take my title back, Jason, and I am going to make sure you lose more than just your two front teeth!

The fans cheer the thought of a fight between these two men as Rico drops his microphone and storms his way down the ramp. As he reaches the bottom, a loud snare drum pounding out a marching beat can be heard throughout the arena, stopping Rico in his tracks to see who's coming out behind him.

Beckett: Now what? There's no one else scheduled to be out here!

After a few moments, Irish Pete, all bandaged up, marches out onto the stage with a snare drum. He marches in place as the arena gives off some cheers. The sounds of a flute can be heard as a massive figure steps out from the back, and together, he and Irish Pete begin marching down the ramp. The flute player is as tall as he is wide and looks like Irish Pete in complexion. The duo break into "Battle Hymn of the Republic" and as they stop halfway down the ramp, we can see that they are wearing Revolutionary War costumes.

Nailz: That's one big boy!

Beckett: I have no clue who that is...

That's when Manhattan White walks out from the back. He, too, is bandaged, heavier then the other two, also wearing a costume. He picks up Rico's dropped microphone in one hand, carrying a hockey stick in the other. The "Hymn" continues as Manhattan takes a few steps down the ramp, a smirk on his face, eying both Rico and Kash in turn.

Manhattan White: Guys, obviously we're all still feeling the effects of One Night in Hell, so I'll try and keep this brief and then I'll let... *Manhattan gestures to Rico and Kash* ...whatever THIS is continue.

The crowd roars with cheers as Reginald stands up, yelling to anyone that will listen.

Reginald: Don't you people encourage him!

Manhattan White: Listen, I've had some time to think about this, so I'm just going to put this out there. When I first came to this organization, I promised an end to the status quo that was APW. We had stupid matches with stupid gimmicky "wrestlers" getting pushes and promotions and opportunities because they looked "right for the part". I wasn't interested in title shots and championships, I was just here to break bones, shed blood and entertain these fans that afford our lives all while in the face of fairness.

The crowd cheers.

Manhattan White: Now, with that being said, One Night in Hell happened and it was a tremendous opportunity for me. We all know that Rico gets his rematch for the title, so by all means Rico, I'm not out here to step on your, or anyone else's toes. However, in the face of fairness, I was one of the first two competitors in that chamber. And I did outlast Rico...

Rico snarls and shakes his head as Kash smirks and nods.

Manhattan White: The way I see it, if Rico deserves a rematch for the title because he lost it, then I also deserve a title shot because I started that match before him and was eliminated after him. And while I'm not going to get in the way of your rematch, don't think that I won't be there to pick up right where the two of you leave off. This is war, gentlemen. And you know what they say. "All is fair in love...AND WAR!"

Manhattan drops the microphone to the floor and stares at Rico and Kash. Irish Pete and the other man march up, playing "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" again, disappearing backstage, while Kash and Rico glare at one another, a line of security still standing in front of Rico.

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Asylum comes back from the break with Adam Stenfelder in the ring.

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an Xtreme Rules 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

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 240 pounds, Chris....CYRUS!

Nailz: Cyrus lost the belt to Arcadia in an impromptu match at One Night in Hell! Tonight is his chance to get the belt back!

Beckett: Well, considering Cyrus' anti-hardcore stance, would he even want the Suicidal Championship back?!

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 strobe lights pulse as Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti stands at the “stage entrance”, posing for the crowd. Arcadia jogs up to the ring apron in her black with silver luchadora costume and mask.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Tijuana, Mexico, weighing in at 127 pounds, she is the APW Suicidal Champion, “The Hardcora Luchadora” Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti!

Nailz: Arcadia was the runner up in the Costume Battle Royal, but she still managed to leverage it into a title opportunity against Cyrus at the pay per view!

Beckett: Both of these competitors are huge fan favorites, it'll be interesting to see who the fans cheer for.

The Hardcora Luchadora grabs the top rope and slingshots herself into the ring with flare. She looks at the crowd, shrugs lightly and brushes some invisible speck of dirt off of her shoulder.

APW Suicidal Championship Match
Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti © vs. Chris Cyrus

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The match starts off with Cyrus charging at Arcadia, which she counters with a Dropkick to the face! As Cyrus gets up, Arcadia goes for a Spinning Roundhouse Kick, which Cyrus ducks under! He then pulls Arcadia in for a High Angle Belly to Back Suplex! He goes for a quick cover, but doesn't even get a one count! The match continues at a hectic pace, with momentum changing back and forth multiple times. Surprisingly, it takes a good seven to eight minutes into the match before the first elements of hardcore wrestling pop up, as Arcadia Monkey Flips Cyrus through the ropes to the floor. As he makes his way back up, she gets a running start and dives through the ropes with a Suicide Plancha, but Cyrus gets out of the way, causing her to crash head first into the barricade! Cyrus grabs a hold of the steel barricade and stomps Arcadia a bit before pulling her up and rolling her back into the ring, 1...2...Kick out from Arcadia!

Nailz: Arcadia almost paid the price for the Suicide Plancha! Will she be able to recover, though!

Beckett: They're called high risk moves for a reason!

Cyrus keeps the match fairly grounded, giving Arcadia no chance to make her way back up. As he wears her down, he whips her into the corner, sitting her up onto the top rope, and climbing up himself to go for a Superplex. However, Arcadia hooks her foot around the ropes, blocking the attempt! She then gives Cyrus some hard punches to the midsection that causes him to step down from the ropes. Arcadia then quickly jumps off the top, pulling off a Flying Hurricarana that sends Cyrus rolling out beneath the ropes! Arcadia is quick to follow, and pulls a table out from beneath the ring! The fans go crazy as she slides it into the ring, and then gets back beneath the ring, pulling out a Kendo Stick!

Nailz: This is what the fans want to see!

Arcadia motions for Cyrus to get up, and as he does, she goes to town on him, beating him down without mercy! She gets in more than 20 shots, leaving large welts on Cyrus' back before rolling him into the ring! She then sets up the table, and rolls Cyrus onto it! She then climbs up to the top rope, motioning that the match is over! Arcadia then walks the ropes, faces the crowd, and dusts off her shoulder before springing up and leaping off with the Halo! She drives Cyrus through the table, and lays on top of him as the ref counts, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

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Arcadia's music plays as the ref raises her arm while handing over the title. Before she can celebrate their win, however, Yoko Misawa comes from out of nowhere, attacking Arcadia from behind! The fans are booing loudly as Misawa beats the champ down!

Nailz: Oh my gosh! It's Yoko Misawa! We haven't seen him since Shockwave, where he got suspended!

Beckett: It seems like the suspension is up!

Yoko pulls Arcadia up by the head, and whips her hard into the ropes. On the rebound, Yoko gives her a hard boot to the midsection, and then lifts her up for the Tsunami Driver! He then reaches down, pulling Cyrus up by the head, and lifts them up to hit with The Quickening Muscle Buster! The fans are throwing garbage in the ring as “Here Comes the Pain” plays over the speakers and Yoko stands triumphantly over the downed bodies of Arcadia and Cyrus!

Nailz: Yoko Misawa has just made a huge statement with his return here tonight!

Beckett: It looks like he's gunning for the Suicidal Championship!

Yoko calmly leaves the ring while the fans continue to boo.

Backstage the San Diego Seagulls are standing by backstage in the Asylum interview area with some comments about the Brothers of Ministry. They do not seem happy about what has gone on here in APW.

Horton: The Brothers of Ministry are the least of our worries. Now we have to deal with the Fortunate Sons and the Red Shield Mafia. The Fortunate Sons decided to get in our business on Overdrive. The fact is that people who get into our business end up getting hurt, not the other way around. We are the top team here in APW and the Fortunate Sons are going to be fortunate to have their lives intact after we get through with them. You two jobbers are going to be put in your place very soon.

Scripps: Tonight the Brothers of Ministry are going to fall. We are going to make an example out of them. Wrestling is in need is a change at the top of the tag team division and we are it. We are here to wrestle. Entertainment is just a part of the job we are here to wrestle first and foremost. Tonight we make an example of the Brothers of the Ministry and then we take care of the Weyland Family, Red Shield Mafia, and the Fortunate Sons. This is the start of our journey to the APW Tag Team Championships and if any other teams show up we’ll deal with them too.

Just then three men walk past them. One has on some smeared clown make-up, another one has on white face paint like the Crow character, and the third guy, who completely ignores them as they go past, is a grungy looking scumbag. The Gulls look at each other and shake their heads before walking off.

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"No Shelter" by Rage Against the Machine starts playing over the loud speakers as the man known as Michael Jennings comes out from the back with his girlfriend October Candy on his arm and his manager Bobby Belichick leading the way. The crowd boos them as they enter the ring and start posing. The music stops playing as Bobby and October climb out to the floor as Michael gets ready for a fight.

Jennings: Now before I come out here and address the situation with my father last week I have to talk about Overdrive this week.

He looks very angry as he starts his rant.

Jennings: The powers that be decided that I, Michael Jennings, the best talent in this entire company, should not be booked on Overdrive. The fact is that I could beat everyone on that show this week without even trying. The bottom line about this whole thing is that people are scared to face me in the ring. I put people in body bags which is what these people want to see and the fact that I’m not booked makes me sick. I am the most bad ass wrestler in this company which is why everyone is scared of me, especially my father Trevor Jennings.

A smile creeps across his face as he looks out to the crowd before continuing.

Jennings: That’s right. That Conservative piece of shit only cares about his Tea Party agenda and not about anything else. He can talk about hating whores and having conservative values but yet he’s the biggest scum bag in this company. All he cares about is fucking whores, watching porn, and drinking alcohol which are three things that he says that he hates. He loves what he hates just like all of you fans secretly do. You all hate me but deep down you embrace everything that you boo me for saying. All of you love to do drugs, drink alcohol, eat junk food, and have sex with a different person every day. All of you hypocrites are just like my father. You boo me for doing the things that you do in your every day lives. That is why I kicked his ass…

Just as he says this “Ain’t Talking ‘bout Love” by Van Halen starts playing over the loud speakers as Trevor Jennings comes storming out with his girlfriend by his side and an axe handle in his hand as Michael looks at his father with a look of disgust. He drops the mic and looks ready to fight. However he stops and looks out to the crowd. From out of the crowd come John Richards, Rod Steele, Max Payne, Big Frank, Bobby Belichick, and Terry Thunder who are members of the Weyland Family. They climb over the barricade and then climb into the ring. Richard Weyland is soon to follow. He picks up the mic that Michael dropped and starts to speak.

Weyland: Trevor, now stop right there. We both know that you’re stupid enough to come into this ring to get your ass kicked. You are nothing but a decrepit old man who is getting exactly what is coming to him. And there’s more surprises to come, right hun?

Richard nods his head and Trevor turns around only to be kicked low by his girlfriend! The crowd boos as Weyland cackles into the microphone with glee as he topples over and his minions leave the ring to grab Trevor.

Weyland: TOLD YA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

They drag Trevor to the ring and push him inside before coming in themselves. Trevor’s girlfriend walks over to Rod Steele and starts making out with him as Weyland cackles maniacally.

Weyland: You’ve lost your woman, Trevor. WE HAVE HER NOW!

Right as they are about to attack Trevor some guys come running out with various weapons in hand. Weyland notices what us going on and points it out to Max Payne. Michael Jennings’ eyes widen when he sees the men. It’s clear he knows who they are. He motions for the Weyland Family to leave but they decide to stay and fight the men. The men reach the ring and there’s a wild brawl. Michael rolls out of the ring and sneaks off through the crowd like a coward as everyone else is brawling. The ring soon is cleared of the Weyland Family as Trevor crawls over and grabs the microphone.

Trevor: The Philly Boys are here…and you LIBERAL SCUMBAGS ARE FUCKED!

Trevor tosses down the mic and is helped up by the Philly Boys as his music starts to play. Richard Weyland looks pissed and is mad about what happened. He’s even more mad that Michael Jennings is nowhere to be found. They head to the back as the Philly Boys help Trevor to the back.

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Asylum comes back with The Brothers of Ministry already in the ring. By this point, Reginald Schimdt has left the ringside area, presumably to go back to his office. “Fell Into Your Shoes” by Chevelle starts playing as Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, otherwise known to the world as the San Diego Seagulls, come out to a great ovation from the fans in attendance. Both are wearing white ring gear with aqua and navy blue designs on them.

Stenfelder: Making their way to the ring, from San Diego, California, the team of Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, The San Diego Seagulls! And their opponents, already in the ring, The Brothers of Ministry!

Nailz: Horton is bringing along her newly won Tap Out Championship, which she wrestled away from “True Brit” Johnny Brown at the pay per view in a physical match!

Beckett: Well, her and Charles are in for another physical match tonight, because every match tonight is under Xtreme Rules!

They high five fans on the way to the ring. Once they reach the ring both of them climb in and then pose on the middle turnbuckle. After this they climb down and their music stops playing as they get ready for in-ring action.

The Brothers of Ministry vs. The San Diego Seagulls

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The ref calls for the bell, and Kate rushes Disciple, while Charles goes for Dangelus! Both hit with Jumping Knees to the side of the head of their respective opponents, with Kate knocking Disciple clean out of the ring! Charles wastes no time applying the LaBell Lock on Dangelus! It's not long before he taps out! DING! DING! DING!

Winners: San Diego Seagulls[/center]

“Fell into Your Shoes” plays as the Seagulls get their arms raised in victory. Both Kate and Charles look rather unimpressed with what just transpired, but they just look at each other and shrug their shoulders before leaving the Brothers of Ministry in the ring.

Beckett: Now that's what I call a decisive victory by the Seagulls here tonight! The Brothers of Ministry didn't stand a chance!

Trevor Jennings is walking around the backstage area when he is soon confronted by a skinny African American man who is wearing a suit and a hat. The man smiles at him before reaching into his suit pocket and pulling out some watches. They appear to be real but really are just fake counterfeit black market watches. The man is Jamal Lewis and he is here to make a deal.

Lewis: Hey brotha. Would you like to buy some watches?

Trevor glares at him but the distraction is just enough for Weyland Family members Terry Thunder, John Richards, and Rod Steele to ambush him. At this point the Philly Boys run in and attack them. The rest of the Weyland Family joins in the brawl and everyone is fighting in the hallway. Michael Jennings tackles down his father and starts punching him in the head. Officials and referees try to break it up. At this point the three mysterious men who appeared during the San Diego Seagulls interview earlier show up and starts helping Michael attack Trevor. However the Weyland Family starts fighting with the mystery men too. Officials and referees finally break up the brawl. When the dust settles for some reason Michael Jennings leaves on his own as do the three mystery men. The Philly Boys and Trevor are escorted one way while the Weyland Family sans Michael Jennings is escorted the other way.

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'Heavyweight Champion of the World' begins to play and out from the back steps Phil Atken, sparkly black robe and all. He heads towards the ring, shaking the hands of anyone who acknowledges him as he goes.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, from Glasgow, Scotland, weighing in at 192 pounds, “The Unfortunate” Phil Atken!

Atken jumps up onto the apron, raising his hand up in hope of some kind of reaction the steps into the ring, taking his place in the corner.

Nailz: Both Atken and his opponent tonight, Trevor Jennings are making their Asylum debuts here on the One Year Anniversary Show!

Beckett: What a great way to celebrate the past by seeing the future here in action tonight!

Ain’t Talkin’ ‘Bout Love by Van Halen starts playing over the loud speakers as the aging bad ass known as Trevor Jennings walks out from the back. He gets a good ovation from the crowd as he heads to the ring.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 255 pounds, Trevor Jennings!

He seems a little distracted by both his love and hatred of filth and pornography. He climbs into the ring and takes off his official Trevor Jennings t-shirt before getting ready for battle as his music fades out.

Phil Atken vs. Trevor Jennings

The two start off with a good ol' fashioned brawl, with Jennings getting the eventual advantage due to his larger size and greater power. As he gets Atken backed into the corner, he grabs a hold of Atken's head, and pummels him with three hard punches to the forehead, delaying between each one to give Atken time to think about what's on it's way. He then pulls Atken forcibly out of the corner and delivers a decapitating Lariat! From here, Jennings continues to pound away on Atken, finally dumping him through the ropes and following him outside!

Nailz: I'm very impressed with Jennings so far, he's kept full control of this match!

Atken tries scurrying beneath the ring, but Jennings gets a hold of his waistband, and pulls him out, but Atken emerges with a Trash Can Lid in hand, turning onto his back and blasting Jennings right in the face with it! Atken gets to his feet and absolutely demolishes the lid on the head of Jennings, and takes control of the match. Atken rummages beneath the ring and pulls out an assortment of weapons from beneath the ring, throwing them inside until the ring is completely full of weapons. As the match wears on, Atken makes liberal use of the weapons, and has a two-by-four in hand. He takes a swing at Jennings, but Jennings just crabs a hold of the board in midswing, stopping it dead in it's tracks! He pulls Atken in for another Lariat, and pulls him up, whipping him towards the ropes! On the rebound, Jennings grabs a hold of Atken, lifting him up for a Spinning Spinebuster right onto the garbage can! Jennings goes for the cover, 1
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Kick out by Atken!

Beckett: How the heck did he kick out of that!?

Jennings can't believe it, and pulls Atken back up, whipping him towards the ropes again. This time, however, Atken counters, sending Jennings running into the ropes instead! This gives Atken time to pick up a Steel Chair beside him, and he nails Jennings on the rebound, flooring the big man! Atken then opens the chair slightly, sliding Jennings' leg into it, and then he stomps down on it, closing the chair on Jennings' knee! The big man howls in pain as Atken peels the chair off, applies the Figure Four Leg Lock, and leaves Jennings with no choice but to Tap Out!

Winner: Phil Atken

“Heavyweight Champion of the World” blares over the speakers as the ref raises Phil Atken's arm in victory. Medics are down to tend to Jennings, but as they try to help him, he just shoves them away! He leaves the ring under his own power, and limps up the aisle towards the entrance way.

Nailz: That Jennings is double-tough, that's for sure, but Phil Atken found a way to win tonight in the Xtreme Rules Environment, using the chair to weaken Trevor Jennings' leg before utilizing the Figure Four Leg Lock!

Beckett: That hold is excrutiating enough as it is! With the use of the chair right beforehand, it's downright deadly!

Phil raises his arms in victory, to little reaction from the fans.

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Asylum comes back on the air with Ring Announcer Adam Stenfelder in the middle of the ring. They didn't bother to clear the weapons from the Jennings vs. Atken match before the break.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under Xtreme Rules!

Red, yellow and green lights fill the arena. The "Jamaican Gangster" walks out with a lit cigar in one hand and a Jamaican flag in the other, followed by his manager "Gangsta Boy" Leon Green. He walks with an affected swagger to his step almost as if he had a broken ankle. His dreads flap around as he struts toward the ring.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, accompanied by “Gangsta Boy” Leon Green, from Jamaica, weighing in at 238 pounds, “The Jamaican Gangster” JaMarcus Haze!

Beckett: This Haze is one mean customer! I would not want to face him in an Xtreme Rules Match! Heck, I wouldn't want to face him in a normal match!

Nailz: Folks are already talking about the bright future they see for Haze here in the Asylum!

The low intro to Town Called Malice plays across the arena. At the top of the ramp the lights flashing to the beat show a figure at the top of the ramp.

As the chorus kicks in Johnny Brown turns flicks his arms out to herald his arrival. He struts to the ring ignoring the crowd nodding his head to his own theme.

Stenfelder: On his way to the ring... weighing in at 240lbs and hailing from GREAT Britain.. He is the True Brit... Joooohhnnnyyy Brooooooown.

Nailz: You can tell that Johnny Brown is in the mood for a fight tonight!

Beckett: He's undoubtedly still pissed over losing the Tap Out Title to Kate Horton at One Night in Hell!

Johnny stops his march to listen to his introduction raising his hands high, beckoning to no-one in-particular that he is here. He springs lithely to the apron, wipes his boots then steps between the ropes. His bomber jacket is quickly unzipped and tossed to the ring girl. He's ready.

”The Jamancian Gangster” JaMarcus Haze vs. “True Brit” Johnny Brown

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Right away, each competitor picks up a Kendo Stick, and they have a short duel in the middle of the ring. Haze gets the advantage, though, as his manager Leon slides in and gives “True Brit” a vicious lowblow from behind! This allows JaMarcus to nail Brown right between the eyes, leveling him! Haze mounts his downed opponent, and begins to mercilessly beat down on him! Haze maintains control of the early portion of the match, but the momentum turns as he tries to whip Brown into the ropes, and runs after him, trying to Clothesline him over the ropes. Brown dodges, and instead dumps JaMarcus outside with a sloppy Back Body Drop! As Brown goes out to follow, Leon is right there, but Brown just gives him the evil eye and Leon stops in his tracks! Brown levels him with a hard punch to the chin that sends Leon down! Brown then focuses back on JaMarcus, punching downward to his head as JaMarcus tries to get up. The two end up brawling their way up the aisleway, and Brown bounces Haze's head off the steel structure before the two dissapear behind the curtain backstage!

Nailz: This our first time outside the arena tonight! I honestly thought it would've happened a lot sooner!

The two men continue to brawl down the hall, eventually ending up in Reginald's office! Reggie can be seen quickly turning off his TV, but not before we catch a glimpse of him watching a questionable video involving somebody in a Teletubbies costume. Reggie just barely gets out of the way as Brown tosses Haze face first into the television! The screen cracks, and Brown takes Haze down with a Snapmare. He then pushes the TV off of the stand onto the downed Haze! Brown puts his boot on top of the TV, pinning Haze's shoudlers to the floor, 1
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Haze barely powers his way out! Brown is not pleased by this, and stomps around the office, grabbing stuff off the desk and chucking them at Haze! Eventually, the match leaves Reginald's office, and they continue to fight down the hall! They reach the restrooms, where there's a small line for the men's room, but none of the women's room, so Haze tosses Brown right in through the door! Screaming can be heard from inside and a woman runs out in a flash as the camera man catches up with the two men. There's barely enough room in there for the two of them and the camera man, but they're going at it tooth and nail! JaMarcus gives Brown a hard kick to the midsection before lifting him onto his shoulder for his version of the Angle Slam, the Jamaican Jam right onto the toilet! The impact of the move cracks the porcelian throne, but doesn't break it, and Brown holds his back in pain as Haze covers him on the bathroom floor, 1
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Kick out from Johnny Brown!

Beckett: That's just gross!

Nailz: These two will definitely be hitting the showers after this match!

Haze reaches down to pull his opponent back up, but Brown grabs a hold of JaMarcus' dreadlocks, pulling down as hard as he can, causing JaMarcus to crash face first into the toilet seat! As Haze is dazed, Brown lifts the lid and shoves JaMarcus' face into the bowl! Haze struggles to get out, but Brown has the leverage advantage! JaMarcus' arms are flailing about but before long he claps his hand on the side of the toilet bowl in rapid succession, tapping out!

Winner: Johnny Brown[/center]

Nailz: What a crappy way to end a match for JaMarcus Haze! Him and Brown fought in an absolutely brutal affair, but Brown was able to pull it out in the end!

Beckett: I don't know if I've ever seen a wrestling match end with a swirly!

The ref raises Brown's hand as his music can be heard blasting from the arena.

The scene opens up outside the locker room of APW World Heavyweight champion Jason Kash. Noise can be heard from inside and after a few moments, the door opens and out steps a figure clad all in black.

Nailz: Hey! That's the same figure that was seen on Overdrive, minutes before stink bombs went off in the Red Shield Mafia locker room!

The figure slinks down the hallway and after a few moments, Jason Kash, followed by Adora Bailey, enters his locker room. He walks up to his open locker and reaches into his bag, pulling out a small bag containing a few pre-rolled joints, accidentally dropping a piece of paper on the ground.

Adora: What's that?

Kash is preoccupied as he pulls out one of the joints and a lighter. He takes a hit from the joint and sputters and coughs as Adora reads the piece of paper.

Adora: It's a note. "Mr. Kash, enjoy. From a friend".

Kash gasps for air.

Kash: This isn't weed! It's...fucking...tea leaves!?

Kash drops the bong onto the table, a pissed off look on his face as the scene fades out.

[reginald]

Stenfelder: The following contest is an Xtreme Triple Threat scheduled for One Fall, and is your APW Asylum Main Event!

“American High” by Machinehead, blares over the speakers, and Tommy Knoxville makes his entrance into the arena! All of a sudden, he's attacked from behind by Mike Morrison, who has his cane in hand! He beats Tommy down on the back, driving him down the aisle towards the ring! As they reach ringside, Manhattan White comes rushing from the backstage area to join the fracas!

Nailz: We're getting a quick start to our main event here tonight folks!

Beckett: Remember, all three of these men were in the Xtreme Elimination Chamber, so there's no love loss here tonight!

Triple Threat Match
Mike Morrison vs. Manhattan White vs. Tommy Knoxville

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Manhattan clubs Morrison from behind, rolling him into the ring, and slides in himself, prompting the ref to ring the bell! The action is fast and furious, as Knoxville soon recovers and joins the fray. There's so many momentum shifts and counters in the early goings of the match that none of the competitors get any sort of advantage, because as soon as they have one opponent down, the other pops right in to deck them! Eventually, Morrison gets dumped to the outside, and White and Knoxville pair off! The two men trade blows in the middle of the ring, with Knoxville pulling Manhattan in for a T-Bone Suplex! He goes for an early cover, only managing a one count! As he pulls Manhattan back up by the head, White gives him a hard elbow to the midsection, followed up with an explosive Clothesline that sends Knoxville to the canvas! By this point, Morrison is back in, with his trusty cane in hand, and he levels White from behind! With White down, Morrison sticks the long part of his cane across the throat of Knoxville, trying to choke him out! Knoxville struggles to fight back, but the lack of oxygen is make it hard for him to! Morrison sees White coming to out of the corner of his eye, and releases the choke hold, swinging his cane at White instead! He nails White in the midsection, hunching him over before cracking him across the back! Unfortunately for Morrison, though, the shot snaps his cane clean in half! Morrison drops the cane and kicks it out of the ring in disgust before turning back to Manhattan, taking him down with a hard DDT! He goes for a cover, but it's broken up by Knoxville before the one count!

Nailz: The thing with these triple threat matches is that you really have to have eyes in the back of your head!

Beckett: Even more so when it's an Xtreme Triple Threat!

From here, the match continues to be absolutely chaotic. Before long the ring and ringside area is filled with weapons from beneath the ring, and they're being used at will. One particularly nasty moment comes as Morrison has a barbed-wire baseball bat in hand, and both White and Knoxville are laid out side by side in the middle of the ring. Morrison jumps up and holds his legs over the bat, driving it down into the skulls of his opponents with a Leg Drop across the bat! Morrison himself is hurt on the exchange, and he holds the back of his legs in pain as he crawls over to drape an arm over Manhattan, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Manhattan White[/center]

As soon as the bell rings, "Sound of Madness" plays throughout the arena as the fans begin to boo and Rico Casteel comes out from the back. He pauses at the top of the ramp, anger evident on his face, before quickly making his way down to the ring. The three competitors are beginning to come to as Rico climbs into the ring. Knoxville charges in, but Rico launches him over the top rope and to the floor. White is against the ropes and Rico charges in, clotheslining him over the top. Morrison is slowly coming to inside of the ring and Rico stalks around him, a sick grin on his face.

Nailz: This does not look good for Morrison.

Rico hauls Morrison up and looks out at the crowd but before anything can happen, the fans begin to cheer as the APW World Heavyweight champion Jason Kash comes running out from the back. He slides into the ring as Rico tosses Morrison to the ground and the two men begin to exchange punches, back and forth. Kash begins to get the advantage, laying in a few solid punches and then getting a knee into the gut. Rico doubles over and Kash drives his knee into the side of the former champions head, knocking him down to the mat. He rears back to kick the Loose Cannon, but Morrison spins Kash around.

Nailz: Just when we thought Kash was going to stop the Loose Cannon.

Beckett: I'm not liking what these guys are doing to my anniversary show!

Kash shoves Morrison back, telling him to "stay out of his business", while Morrison just grins. Kash turns back around, but Rico is up! He rears back and blasts Kash with a knock out punch. Rico then hauls Kash up and lifts him up for a powerbomb, as Morrison moves in and the two of them hit Kash with a powerbomb/neckbreaker combo.

Nailz: What the...What's going on!?

Beckett: I couldn't even begin to say.

Manhattan White is up and he slides into the ring, sending Rico and Morrison scattering out of the ring. They begin to back their way up the ramp, before smirking and shaking hands.

Nailz: Well, looks like we just saw a partnership form between Rico Casteel and Mike Morrison!

Beckett: Two of the more unstable minds in the Asylum? This can't be good.

Kash begins to stir as Manhattan White eyes the two men, while Rico and Morrison are all smiles, as Rico pats Mike on the back as Asylum comes to a close.