APW Asylum 9/25-Honolulu, Hawaii

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*Live from Hawaii, The camera pans to the entrance of the Neal S. Blaisdell Center as Billy Walker is in disguise while wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt, black sunglasses, and a fake mustache with swim shoes...while holding a surfboard...Billy Walker is outside standing in line for the Asylum show, as he is trying to sneak In and re-takeover the show...As the line gets shorter & shorter...Billy finally get to the ticket booth


BW: (Talking in a deep voice) Hello, My name is William Talker...I would like one ticket for the show...


(Billy Walker starts to smirk as his mustache slips off a little bit, and he quickly presses it back on his face as the ticketmaster gives him a weird look as they start typing into the system...)


TM: Oh...I’m sorry Sir...That was the last ticket, The show is now Sold out...We still have plenty of tickets to the CWC event Supremacy...I believe they haven’t even promoted it all the way yet...Would like some tickets for that event?


BW: Hell no...I don’t want no damn CWC tickets...I want inside that show and I want inside now missy...


TM: I’m sorry elthat’s all I can offer you...Sorry for the Inconvenience...


(The ticketmaster leaves and places the sign “Sold Out” right in Billy’s face...Billy slams his surfboard as he stomps it and while banging and screaming at the window...)


BW: Wait one damn minute...You corporate slut, You listen here...I want a ticket now! Now damn it!


(Billy Walker rips off his mustache and starts tossing rocks on the floor at the window)


BW: I’m Billy Fucking Walker...And No one tells me no...No ONE!


(APW Asylum security quickly arrives on the scene, and one officer clubs Billy Walker over the head and drags him away from the arena, As he starts kicking and screaming...)


BW: Someone call my lawyer...Don’t you know who I am...You son of bitches...Get you’re stanking hands off me...Someone, Anyone help me...I’m a good person, I don’t deserve this...HELP MEEEEEE!

*The scene fades*

Ida Marie's "Bad Karma" blares over the speakers as APW Asylum kicks off! The camera focuses on an impressive pyrotechnics display on the stage before panning the crowd, seeing the signs. One fan in front has a sign that reads "PUT ME IN THE CHAMBER!" There are several signs for Rico Casteel and Jason Kash, and even one for Mike Morrison that's cut out in the shape of a bowler hat. Finally the camera comes to rest on the announce table, where Russ T. Nailz and Reginald Schmidt are seated.

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to APW Asylum on the Food Network! We're here live in Honolulu, Hawaii, fired up for a great night of action! Tonight, we have four matches to determine the final four competitors to enter the Extreme Elimination Chamber at One Night in Hell for Rico Casteel's APW World Heavyweight Championship!

Reginald: Speaking of Rico Casteel, he'll be facing off against the newly crowned APW Tap Out Champion "True Brit" Johnny Brown in our main event! It's a non-title affair, but it should be off the hook! And while I'm on the topic of being off the hook, Steve Beckett certainly isn't off the hook quite yet, as I have decided that he is officially suspended until we return to the continental United States following our One Night in Hell pay per view!

Nailz: Well, that's probably a little more information than we needed to start off the show, but oh well!

"Sound of Madness" by Shinedown begins to play throughout the arena as the fans rise to their feet with boos. A few cheers break through, but they are few and far between. The curtains part and out onto the stage steps the APW World Heavyweight champion Rico Casteel.

Nailz: Looks like the World Heavyweight champion wants to kick the show off here tonight.

"The Loose Cannon" walks to the top of the ramp and pauses, the World title strapped around his waist, and he looks out at the fans. He snarls before cracking his neck and making his way down the ramp, his eyes trained on the ring. He reaches the ringside area and reaches up, grabbing the top rope and hauling himself onto the apron and through the ropes. He gets a microphone and paces the ring as the fans and music die down.

Rico: One Night in Hell is fast approaching, but before it does, the victims of the Extreme Elimination Chamber need to be decided. The peasants that will draw the unenviable task of stepping into the prison of pain will be revealed tonight in their preliminary matches. From the vibe I got while walking through the halls, each and every one of them is excited for the chance, and they rightfully should. But once that bell rings and they have their arms raised in victory, they will all realize their mistake.

They will all realize that they are in for far more than they wished. They will realize that their lives are about to change for the worse. They will realize that they are way out of their league, trying to take the throne from the King of the Asylum.

A few boos rise up from the crowd but Rico simply smiles.

Rico: No one really worries me. The people that everyone thought were threats to my reign are long gone, and those that remain are nothing more than flies. Peasants. Wastes of my time. The one that stands the best chance is the one that has already qualified, and that is Jason Kash. But even that chance is slim to none. And beyond him, nothing else troubles me at all.

Mike Morrison, Jade Jaro, Tommy Knoxville, Manhattan White, none of them worry me. None of them have done anything to warrant any sort of attention. Sure, they can all talk a big game, and they can all play their own little roles in my Kingdom, but they are nothing when speaking of threats to my throne.

Shane Borderland? I already know that I can dispose of him, as I prove at the last Asylum. Branden Harvey? Please, I have already beaten that piece of trash to within an inch of his life. I made sure that he has everlasting scars to remind him of the mistake he made getting involved in my match. He might talk a big game, but I know that every time he looks at one of those scars, the memories of the hell I put him through at Shockwave flash back.

Rico chuckles to himself as he continues to pace.

Rico: Really, that leaves us with only Jason Kash. A man that is no stranger to gold, yet a man that still has no chance to usurp me. Sure, he thinks he has a good chance, but he's wrong on that front. Him beating me is as likely as the Red Shield Mafia winning the tag team titles from him and Borderland.

Slim to none.

But I hear the murmers. I know that people are saying that anything can happen inside of that chamber, especially with the weapons attached to the sides. All I can say to those that have doubts about my abilities, is that they should rethink. They should remember that I was the most dominant Suicidal champion. They should remember that I made sure that each and every one of my opponents bled. They should know that an Extreme Elimination Chamber is where I will feel the most comfortable.

And I'll make sure to give everyone a glimpse of that tonight when I make True Brit wish he hadn't crossed the pond. When I make the Tap Out champion regret his decision to accept a match against the Loose Cannon.

I will prove dominant when I introduce him to my Kingdom of Madness.

Rico drops the microphone as "Sound of Madness" begins to play throughout the arena.

Nailz: Strong words from the current champion. I think he's trying to get into everyone's heads before their matches begin.

He glares out at the fans before climbing through the ropes and to the outside, stalking his way up the ramp. At the top he pauses, his back to the ring before disappearing backstage.

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As the lights dim throughout the arena, red strobe lights start shining everywhere as the sound of "Light It Up" by Rev Theory blairs through the arena. Shane Borderland slowly comes out behind the curtain and stops when he reaches the top of the ramp and looks throughout the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air as the crowd boo’s him.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is an Extreme Elimination Chamber Qualifying Match! Making his way to the ring first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 243 pounds, “The Bad Boy” Shane Borderland!

Nailz: This is our first of four Elimination Chamber Qualifying Matches here tonight!

Reginald: We already know that Rico Casteel and Jason Kash will be in the Chamber! Which one of these two will join them!?

He starts walking down the ramp looking side to side at the crowd. He jumps up on the apron, and turns an looks at the crowd and shakes his head. He goes through the middle rope and hops up on the turnbuckle and extends his arms. (Randy Orton Style) then he jumps off the turnbuckle.

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, “Mr. Madness” Mike Morrison!

When he enters the ring he throws the cane out to the crowd. And sits in the corner waiting for the bell to ring.

Extreme Elmination Chamber Qualifying Match
Shane Borderland vs. Mike Morrison

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The match starts out at a quick pace, with Morrison in control. He gives Shane some hard punches to the face, backing him into the corner. He then whips Shane hard into the opposite corner, and catches him with a Running Drop Kick. As Borderland stumbles out of the corner, Morrison gives him a Snapmare, and goes for a quick cover, 1
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Kickout by Borderland!

Nailz: Morrison looked to see if he could catch Borderland off guard there!

Reginald: It's going to take more than that to defeat one half of the tag team champions!

Morrison pulls Boderland up, but Borderland counters with a Chinbreaker, and takes control of the match! He applies a slow, methodical approach to wearing Morrison down. The match proceeds for about another 10 minutes with several momentum shifts throughout. The finish comes when Borderland whiffs on an attempted Clothesline, turning around to receive a hard Headbutt right to the chin!

Nailz: A very unique headbutt by Morrison there! Not too many folks ram their head into somebody's chin!

As Borderland is down, Morrison quickly grabs a hold of his legs and applies the Straight Jacket Texas Cloverleaf! Borderland tries to hold on, but has no choice but to Tap Out! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Mike Morrison[/center]

“Madness” begins to play again as the ref raises Morrison's arm in victory! Borderland rolls out of the ring in shame, trying to exit as quickly as he can.

Nailz: Congratualations on Mike Morrison advancing to the Extreme Elmination Chamber!

Reginald: I think most people probably expected Shane Borderland, as one half of the tag team champions, to be able to win this one to join Kash in the Chamber. Any hope of an Organized Violence alliance is gone with Morrison's win here tonight!

Backstage, Branden Harvey is stretching for his match with Jade Jaro. He is approached by ASP.

ASP: They have scheduled this match to make you the number one contender. Maybe you were wrong about this conspiracy. May be we were all wrong.

Branden: No, ASP. They scheduled this match because they believe Jade Jaro can beat me. They want to dangle this prize in front of me before snatching it away. But the joke is on them. Because I know I can beat Jade Jaro. I do not care what else they schedule me for. I do not care who else they send out after me. Because I deserve this shot inside the Extreme Elimination Chamber. And I will get it. And soon, Rico will feel my pain as well.

Branden Harvey and ASP walk towards the ring as we go to commercial.

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"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 the Elite Posse bursts out from behind the curtains and onto the ramp.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, accompanied by the Elite Posse, from Sacramento, California, weighing in at 140 pounds, Branden Harvey!

Nailz: Harvey wrestled against Rico Casteel in our last pay per view Main Event. He looks to make it the second time in a row here tonight!

Reginald: If he can win, he'll join Mike Morrison, Jason Kash, and Rico Casteel in the Extreme Elimination Chamber!

Steadily strutting towards the ring, they mock the fans on the way through. Branden Harvey bullies the referee while Ebirah and ASP mock the live crowd. The ref has enough of Branden's bullying and calls for Ebirah and ASP to be ejected from the ringside area! Branden protests, but the ref holds his ground as the fans cheer his decision!

Nailz: Good call by the ref, making sure that Ebirah and ASP won't have any involvement in the match!

Security comes out and escorts the Elite Posse back as they complain the whole way. Branden is pissed off in the ring as all of a sudden, The Titantron flickers on and standing there is the APW Suicidal Champion, Chris Cyrus, at a location which seems to be on a beach in Hawaii

Chris: Hey Branden, up here you jackass. Remember me? I’m not at the arena tonight, well, simply because I don’t have a match. So instead, I’m here at the beach, enjoying a nice cold beverage while your getting your ass whooped tonight. See Branden, I have a little message for you. Last week on Asylum, during the First Blood Battle Royal match, you eliminated me. So, I thought I’d return the favor and come back into the match and eliminate you. I’ve seen you going on Twitter and blaming me for costing you the match. Yah, maybe I did. But at the end of the day, lets face it. You weren’t destined to win the match anyways. See Branden, you complain about me costing you a shot at the World Heavyweight Title. But guess what, I can say the same thing about you.

Branden leans on the top rope looking at the titantron

Chris: You can argue that I’ve had plenty of shots at the World Heavyweight Title, but at the end of the day, I still never won it, and before my career is done, I will be a world champion. But here’s the thing Branden. You had your shot at Shockwave and you blew it. Hell, you weren’t even competition for Rico. At least I pushed Rico to the limit and I came closer than you did in winning. And just the thought of you even having another chance at Rico, made me sick. So, I did what I did to get you out of that match.

But now Branden, you found yourself a couple of new friends. But let me remind you what happened to your old ones. Blade, his last match, was against me. The Gambler, I sent him packing out of APW at Shockwave. And without The Gambler, theres no Bobby Bodacious. I pretty much, Single handedly Put an end to your old group. And you think your new group will do any better Branden? I watched you on Overdrive. I heard about your little thoughts on there being a conspiracy in APW. Well, I hate to break the news to you, but there’s no conspiracy, theres only Cancer, and that Cancer is you!

Fans are cheering as Branden is shaking his head no. Just then, Chris Cyrus jumps over the ring barrier from the crowd and slides into the ring behind Branden and the crowd is cheering loudly

Chris: And there’s only one way to get rid of Cancer

Branden looks confused as Chris on the titantron is smiling

Chris: Turn around

Branden turns and Chris grabs him and slams him to the mat with the Straight to Hell. Iron Man by Black Sabbath hit’s the PA and Chris celebrates as Branden is laid out!

Nailz: Branden Harvey just got leveled by the Suicidal Champion!

Security is back out to remove Cyrus from the ring, but he doesn't put up any fight at all, grinning the whole time as he's escorted from the ring. Reginald leaves the announce table and motions for Adam Stenfelder to come to the floor to chat with him.

Nailz: What's our General Manager saying to Adam?

After a few moments, Adam brings the mic to his mouth.

Stenfelder: By order of General Manager Reginald Schmidt, Branden Harvey has been ruled unable to compete. Therefore, his match with Jade Jero tonight has been canceled!

The fans boo loudly as Reginald shrugs his shoulders and sits back at the announce table.

Nailz: Why'd you cancel the match!? I'm sure Branden would have still given it the old college try considering what's on the line here tonight!

Reginald: I don't have to explain myself to you or these fans, Russ. The fact is, I don't thinks it's fair to Branden to have him compete after he got blasted like that by Chris Cyrus!

The ref continues to assist Branden as Asylum cuts to a commercial break.

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“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 her way to the ring first, accompanied by Charles Scripps, from La Jolla, California, weighing in at 150 pounds, she is one half of the San Diego Seagulls, Kate Horton!

Nailz: Kate Horton had some strong words for Sally Talfourd heading into this match here tonight.

Reginald: Of all the matches this week, this is the one I've been looking forward to the most! Two foxy ladies fighting it out, what's not to like!?

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 Kate Horton gets ready for in-ring action.

The crowd is buzzing with anticipation for the coming match. On cue, the lights take on a blue tinge and 'Baby' hits the speakers. This sets the crowd off: everyone knows who this is leading up to. As the song bursts to life, out races Sally Talfourd, racing to the front of the stage. Raising her hands to the crowd, she kicks her leg and heads towards the ring, slapping hands with the crowd that hangs over the rails for her.

Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring this evening, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at a sublime one-hundred and forty pounds, standing in at five feet and ten inches of perfection, this is Sally Talfourd!

Nailz: Sally Talfourd won the APW Undisputed Championship in the Elimination Chamber last year, and if she can qualify tonight, she'll have the opportunity to become the first person ever to hold both the top belt on Overdrive and Asylum!

Reginald: What I like about Sally is that she's both a great wrestler and a great looker!

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 centre of the ring. Poses for the crowd as the lights return to normal and the music fades out. The crowd still cheers for the adorable Sally as she starts to stretch for the match.

Elimination Chamber Qualifying Match
Sally Talfourd vs. Kate Horton w/ Charles Scripps

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The match starts out with Kate Horton firing on all cylinders. She nails Sally with a stiff Clothesline that sends her to the mat. Kate is all over her like a cheap suit, pummeling her with hard lefts and rights, before Sally gets her arms up to defend herself. Sally manages to shove Kate off, but before she can get up, Kate is right back to deal some more damage with some clubbing blows to the back! She pulls Sally up by the hair and whips her into the corner!

Nailz: Kate Horton is wrestling with a purpose here tonight, like she has something to prove!

Reginald: That's why I booked her in this match. I see something special in the San Diego Seagulls, and feel like all they need is the chance to break out big!

Kate comes rushing in, but Sally gets out of the way quickly. Kate holds her chest in pain and as she turns around, gives her a hard Bulldog right into the mat! They continue to fight tooth and nail for the better part of half an hour, putting on an absolute clinic! As the match continues on, Kate locks down control, and has Sally on the mat, looking to apply the LeBell Lock! The fans are on their feet, cheering in excitement!

Nailz: If Kate gets this locked in, it's over!

Reginald: We could be on the verge of another upset here tonight!

Kate is just trying to get her fingers locked, but Sally fights with all her might, headbutting Kate's hands! Sally breaks through, rolling away from Kate! Horton looks more determined, and shoots in towards Sally, trying to take her down by the legs! Sally takes a step back and nails Kate with a hard Kick right to the side of the head that sends her down to the mat! Sally then runs to the ropes, and jumps off the middle rope for the Happy Ending! She nails it, pinning Horton, 1
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Kate gets her shoulder up! The fans are in an uproar!

Reginald: How the heck did Kate Horton kick out of that! These two women have been wrestling for more than 30 minutes, and Kate Horton has the wherewithal to kick out of the Happy Ending!

Sally stays focused, motioning for Kate to get up. As she does, Sally pulls her in and delivers the Makeover! She goes for another cover, 1
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Winner: Sally Talfourd[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Sally Talfourd!

“Baby” hits the speakers as the ref raises Sally's arm in victory. Sally then goes to offer Kate Horton help up, but Kate refuses the help, getting up on her own accord, slowly. Sally is trying to encourage her, but Kate is frusterated as all get out with the loss.

Nailz: That was an amazing match, and Kate Horton has nothing to be ashamed of! Both women gave it their absolute all!

Reginald: I think Sally's trying to explain that to Kate, but Horton really wanted to win here tonight. She felt she had something to prove, and in her mind, she didn't prove it. But if you ask any of the fans here, anybody watching at home, I think everyone would say that Kate Horton proved that she's a competitor of the highest order here tonight!

Sally offers her hand for a handshake, and after some reluctance, Kate finally accepts. It's a brief handshake, but one that brings loud cheers from the fans. Horton leaves the ring and joins Charles as they head up the ramp.

Backstage, the camera pans to the parking lot as a long black limo pulls up with the initials RSM on the side of it, As it parks in neutral...As both doors open and The RSM step out wearing custom-made Armani suits as they head towards the corridor...The RSM walk past different wrestlers and stagehands, As DW stops and asks for directions to the Organized Violence lockerroom.


DW: Could you tell me where is the OV’s lockroom located?

Stagehand: Sure Sir...Just keep going straight, turn left at the food table and their will be the lockeroom.

DW: Thanks! Come on boys!

The RSM continue on moving as they soon find it and enter inside. Jason Kash turns to the opening of the locker room, he has a glass bong in his hand and a light about ready to burn some. He's obviously high off his rocker as he smiles at the members of Red Shield Mafia and nods at Young Mannie.

Kash: Welcome Boys! Come on in, more enough to share the wealth! Being Tag Champions come with perks ya know...Take a load off and toke with me.

Kash holds the bong over in Mannie's direction being as friendly as ever to those he knows are his next challengers. Borderland still nowhere to be found isn't of concern right now. Kash isn't afraid to fight them all even knowing he'll most likely lose. He looks at each member of RSM as they almost circle him, Mannie of course grabbing the bong and taking a chamber full of smoke into his lungs, DW giving him a steady look but bringing his stare right back to Kash.

Mannie moves around in front off Kash offering a handshake...Kash accepts as Mannie grips his hand & stares at him.

Mannie: Thanks man, I could use a good bong hit...But I just want you to know I respect you and whatever happens next is Nothing personal...Just business!

JR Kingston proceeds to turn around Kash who ducks a right hand and connects with one of his own on the jaw of JR...Kash points at DW, as he chokes DW around the neck...When out of nowhere, Mannie cracks the bong over Kash's head...As Kash falls down holding his head in pain...

Mannie: (Squating over Kash's body) Like I said dude...Nothing personal, Hell I love weed as much as you do...But those Tag Titles you and Borderland have...Mean more too me, Than any bag of weed...So if I were you, I would ask myself can I trust Borderland...Or will this be the end of the OV?

Scene fades...

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The guitars begin to sound as "American High" by Machine Head plays over the arena. The lights dim and the entrance stage fills with smoke as dark red and white strobe lights flicker over the arena. The drums in the intro begin to beat heavily as it echoes over the arena. A bright white light shines from the entrance way as the silhouette of a man stands there. The guitars then begin to play heavy as Tommy Knoxville walks out from the back and out into the open. He stands there on the stage for a moment with his arms by his side as he looks over the arena getting mixed reactions from the fans. He then begins to slowly walk down the aisle as a loud voice fills the arena.

"I was that kid sittin' over
in the corner,
smiling with a shit-eating
grin
And I was that kid smilin' in
the back of class
'cause I'm fryin' on mescaline
I was that kid drinkin' 40's
on the bleachers
getting drunk after school
Gettin' home too late,
fallin' on my face,
way too drunk to skate
and actin' a fool"

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Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, from Long Beach, California, weighing in at 223 pounds, Tommy Knoxville!

Nailz: Well, this match will determine who the fifth person to enter the chamber will be!

Reginald: Tommy Knoxville gets a huge chance in this match! Will he rise up to it?

The song continues to play over the arena with power as Knoxville slowly approaches the ring. He then slides into the ring and climbs to his feet. He walks around the ring for a moment just before walking over to the corner and looking over the crowd once more. He then climbs the turnbuckle and holds his arms out looking above pumping his fist with the music. He then jumps down and spins around facing the center of the ring by the time he lands on his feet. Bouncing back and forth staring across the ring in the opposing corner Knoxville prepares himself as the music slowly begins to fade.

The opening chords to "Rocket Skates" cut through the silence of the arena. Strobe lights of reds, whites, and blues fill the arena as Manhattan strolls out onto the stage from behind the curtain wielding an implement of destruction. He lets it hang loose at his side, so that it is there, you know it is there, but there is no fear to have to hide behind it.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Camden, New Jersey, weighing in at 192 pounds, Manhattan White!

Nailz: Manhattan White had to be pulled from the First Blood Battle Royal due to health concerns two weeks ago, but he's been cleared by the doctors to compete here tonight for a chance to enter the chamber!

Reginald: I'm glad that he gets this opportunity!

He approaches the ring slowly, methodically as the song continues, planning every move there is to make. He climbs the steps and walks out along the edge of the ring, watching, waiting, and then slips between the top two ropes...

With both men in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Elimination Chamber Qualifying Match
Manhattan White vs. Tommy Knoxville

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The two men collide in the middle of the ring, slugging it out! The fight devolves into an all out brawl within seconds! The two men spill outside of the ring, and continue to fight on the floor. The ref begins the ten count, but Reginald yells from the announce table, "Let them go! Don't worry about count outs or DQs!" The ref shrugs his shoulders, and from there the fight gets even more wild!

Reginald: One thing I love about being out here is how much more hands one I get to be in my General Manager duties!

Nailz: I think this is one time where the fans will agree with you that that's a good thing! This match is now anything goes!

On the outside, Manhattan White gives Tommy a rake to the eyes, and proceeds to ram his head into the steel guardrail, transitioning smoothly into a Russian Leg Sweep in one fluid motion! With Tommy down, White rummages beneath the ring, and pulls out a table! The fans are going wild as he sets it up at ringside. White then goes to pull Tommy up, but on the way up, Tommy gives him a few hard shots to the gut, before standing up and nailing him with an explosive Shoulder Block that sends Manhattan stumbling backwards into the table! Tommy charges towards him, but Manhattan is quick to answer with a Back Body Drop that sends Knoxville crashing through the wood!

Nailz: Y'know, Reginald, folks give you a lot of crap, and rightfully so on many occasions, but I do say I love the fact that you're letting these two go at it old school IWC style!

Reginald: I'm just giving the fans what they want! Also, this match is to qualify for the Extreme Elimination Chamber, emphasis on the Extreme!

The match continues on as an absolutely wild brawl, and before long, both men are battered, bruised and bloodied. A high spot in the middle of the match comes where Tommy has possession of a Kendo Stick, and he nails White right across the forehead in the center of the ring! Tommy then lays the stick across Manhattan's throat as he runs to the ropes and delivers a Guilotine Leg Drop across the Kendo Stick! He goes for a cover, 1
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Kick out from Manhattan White!

Nailz: Manhattan showing his toughness kicking out of that! Tommy should have crushed his Adam's Apple with that move, making it harder for Manhattan to breath, but he still kicked out!

As the match progressing, the ring is starting to be spotted with red splotches of blood. Eventually, both men are at a standstill in the middle of the ring, both with a steel chair in hand! They glare at one another before both swinging, the chairs clashing in mid-swing! The crashes echo throughout the arena as the two men continue to duel with the chairs! Eventually, they're able to clock eachother in face, and both men fall to the mat with their arms extended out! As they fall, both men have an arm draped over the other, and the ref counts, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Draw[/center]

Stenfelder: This contest has been ruled a draw!

Nailz: A draw! This match is a draw! Who's going to get in the chamber!?

At this point, Reginald stands up at the announce table, and removes the headset. He grabs a mic from the table before climbing into the ring. There, he confers with the ref while both men groggily come to. After a few moments of talking with the ref, Reginald speaks.

Reginald: Ladies and gentlemen, that sure was some match, wasn't it!?

The fans let out a loud cheer of approval.

Reginald: I mean, that's the kind of match that you know both guys gave it their all, that neither one of them held back, don't you think?!

More cheers from the crowd.

Reginald: Therefore, with the power vested in me as the General Manger of APW Asylum, I am now declaring that both Tommy Knoxville and Manhattan White are moving on to the Extreme Elimination Chamber at One Night in Hell!

Nailz: It looks like our Elimination Chamber line-up is complete! Rico Casteel will be defending the gold against Jason Kash, Mike Morrison, Sally Talfourd, Manhattan White, and Tommy Knoxville!

The fans roar with approval. Their happiness is cut short though, as "Rise to It" blares over the speakers, and Branden Harvey comes out, holding his back in pain, with a mic in hand.

Branden: What the hell is this!? Don't I even get a chance to try and earn my way into the Chamber! You canceled my match earlier tonight just so that you could get these two bozos into the Chamber and not me! My conspiracy theory is true, absolutely true!

Reginald: Now hold on there, Mister! This isn't a conspiracy theory! No, these two competitors proved that they deserve to be in the Chamber. Simple as that! While it's unfortunate that your opporunity didn't come tonight, considering Chris Cyrus' timely interruption, it led me to make a decision on your involvement at One Night in Hell, Branden Harvey. Considering how you cost Chris Cyrus his shot at the Heavyweight Title, and how he did the same to you, I thought it would only be appropriate that he put his APW Suicidal Championship on the line in a match against you! And not just any match, Branden Harvey, but a Fan's Bring the Weapons match! Does that sound like a conspiracy to you!?

Branden: As a matter of fact, it does! You want to hold me back, you want to prevent me from fighting for the top belt, so you think that you'll tide me over by giving me a shot at a secondary title!? Do you think that I can be swayed so easily!?

Reginald: Actually, I kind of thought you would be. Still, Branden, consider yourself to be lucky to get any title shot at all, because I don't have to give you this match. If you want, I could put you in an Evening Gown Match with Mr. Dangerous!

The fans laugh at the idea of Harvey being involved in an Evening Gown Match. Harvey is fuming.

Harvey: Fine! I'll accept the match! Just know, Reginald, whoever wins the Elimination Chamber Match, I'm coming for them, whether you want me to, or not!

Reginald: Fine by me. Now get your happy butt to this ring, because after the commercial break, you're involved in the First Ever Reginald Schmidt Limbo Invitational!

Harvey shakes his head as he begins to head down the ramp.

Nailz: Well, the Reginald Schmidt Limbo Invitational is next!

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APW Asylum comes back on from commercial with tropical music playing and a limbo bar set up in the center of the ring. There are Hula Girls on either side, and Reginald Schmidt has a lay around his neck. Branden Harvey, Jason Kash, President Jeff, and a midget are in the ring. Reginald has a mic in hand.

Reginald: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first ever Reginald Schmidt Limbo Invitational!

Reginald grabs a hold of the lay around his neck.

Reginald: As you all can see, I got layed tonight!

Reginald begins to laugh hysterically at his own cheesy joke, although nobody is laughing with him.

Reginald: Now for our contestants tonight. First, we have the man who should be wearing a dress, Branden Harvey!

The fans boo Harvey as loudly as they can. He has a perturbed look on his face as Reginald moves on.

Reginald: Next, we have one half of the APW Tag Team Champions, Jason Kash!

Kash looks stoned as can be, and is nursing a gash on his forehead from the Red Shield Mafia's attack earlier in the night.

Reginald: Up next, the esteemed owner of APW, none other than President Jeff! Aren't I doing a great job, sir!?

Reginald holds the mic up to Jeff so he can speak.

Jeff: A little bit better...

Reginald: Thank you, sir! And finally, we have the little guy here. I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with you, little fella...

The midget, who is dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and flip flops snatches the mic from Reginald.

Noodles: I'll tell you who I am! I'm manager extrodinare Noodles Macintosh! Some of you may be familiar with my former client, Biggs!

The fans boo the mention of the arrogant Overdrive Mega Star.

Reginald: Well that clears that up! Now, I'm sure all of you are familiar with the rules of limbo, so let's get going!

The pole is set at about three and a half feet high, and all the competitors easily make the first go round, with Noodles walking right under the bar without ducking!

Reginald: Great job, everybody! Now let's lower that bar!

The Hula Girls lower the bar about three inches, and all the competitors again make a successful pass. Reginald is clapping for them enthusiastically, as the fans start to get restless. A loud "We want wrestling! We want wrestling!" chant gets going. Reginald is oblivious to it, though, and instructs the girls to lower the bar. At this point, Jeff takes the mic from Reginald.

Jeff: Reginald, it's obvious from the crowd's reaction that they don't really want to see this, so why don't we speed up this competition and lower the bar right to two and half feet!

The fans cheer Jeff, and Reginald gets a sad look on his face.

Reginald: But I thought with this being Hawaii, everyone would enjoy a good Limbo Competition!

At this point, Noodles grabs the mic from Reggie.

Noodles: Only if hot chicks are involved! I'm blowing this Popsicle stand!

Noodles leaves the ring, pissed off. Jeff shrugs his shoudlers at Reginald, and follows Noodles from the ring, eliminating himself as well. Reginald picks the mic back up from the mat.

Reginald: Well, it looks like we have our first two eliminations. Harvey, you're up first!

The tropical music plays again as Harvey leans back to try and clear the two and a half feet bar. As he does so, he clutches his back and fall over in pain.

Harvey: CRAP!

Reginald: Well, with that, you're eliminated Harvey, which means Jason Kash wins!

"I'm the Bad Influence" begins to play as Kash raises his arms victoriously! Harvey grabs the mic from Reginald.

Harvey: That's not fair! You should have him go too! If he doesn't make it, it's a draw!

Reginald calmly grabs the mic back.

Reginald: Nope, he was the last man standing...

With this, Reginald leaves the ring, while Harvey continues to protest. Kash starts hitting on the Hula Girls as APW Asylum goes to it's final commercial break.

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APW Asylum comes back to a purple screen that simply says "In Two Weeks..." It then cuts to action highlights of Katrina Olivetti, going full tilt in the ring! The video comes to a close with a close-up of the Hardcora Luchadora. The fans are cheering wildly as the camera cuts back to the announce table with Jason Kash seated alongside Russ T. Nailz and Reginald Schmidt. He's seated between the two of them, and has a huge grin on his face.

Kash: Man, guys, it's so great to be at this announce table with two fine broadcast journalists like yourselves! You should be proud of the work you do!

Nailz: Welcome back, folks, to APW Asylum. We're now joined at the announce table by a very jovial Jason Kash.

Kash: Well, I just won the Limbo contest! How do you think I'd be doing!?

Reginald: Let's send it to Adam Stenfelder in the ring!

Stenfelder: The following contest is a non-title match, and is your APW Asylum Main Event!

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, while patting the title belt around his waist.

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

Kash: Man, this punk took my belt from me! But I can't stay mad at him! Cause I would have tried to do the same to him if I was in his shoes!

Nailz: It's true that you and Johnny Brown had an amazing match two weeks ago, in which he defeated you for the Tap Out Title!

Kash: But don't forget, I beat him in the First Blood Battle Royal! I beat him like he was Tito, and I was Joe Jackson!

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 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 opponent, 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 calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

"True Brit" Johnny Brown vs. "The Loose Cannon" Rico Casteel

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Rico tries to overwhelm Brown immediately, but Johnny sidesteps, and circles the ring, keeping his distance from the champ. Rico continues to attempt to shoot in, but Johnny keeps dodging it. Finally, Rico feints, and Johnny steps back, but Rico responds by nearly clotheslining Johnny's head right off! As Brown gets up, Rico pummels the heck out of him, beating back into the corner!

Nailz: Rico is incredibly dangerous in the early goings of the match, but if Johnny Brown can weather the early storm, he stands a shot at making a contest of this one!

Reginald: Well, both of these guys are champions, so we know they're good!

Rico keeps control of the early part of the match, trying to wear Johnny down with a consistent assault, not giving the Brit any time to recover. As Rico gets Brown on the mat and goes for a cover, Brown shifts his weight while grabbing a hold of Rico's arm, applying an Armbar! Rico struggles mightily, and it's simply too early in the match for Brown to be applying such submissions, because Rico powers his way out! However, as Rico rubs his arm a bit, Brown gives him a punch to the gut and applies the Cravase, and sticks his foot into the back of Rico's knee, pushing him downwards to his knees! From here, Brown lets go of the Cravase, and gives Rico a series of hard Knees to the chin that sends him to the mat! From here, Brown takes control and begins utilizing his vast submission repitore to try and wear "The Loose Cannon" down!

Reginald: This is exactly what Johnny Brown needs to do to be able to make a run at winning this match! If he can keep Rico grounded, he neutralizes the power game of the Heavyweight Champ!

Kash: I wonder if Johnny Brown had hair, if he'd look more like Kevin Bacon?

Nailz: Who knows? If he had the right haircut, maybe, but, wait! Why am I even having this conversation with you?

The match continues on in a very physical manner, with Brown and Rico trading off who's in control. When Brown has the advantage, he wrestles a low tempo match with tons of holds and submissions, and when Rico's in charge, it's full steam ahead. However, both men show considerable skill and toughness in not succumbing to the others offense. The fans are chanting, "This is awesome!" throughout much of the match, which reaches the 25 minute mark with both men locked up in a Collar-and-Elbow tie up. Rico gets the advantage, and goes to lift Brown up for a Stalling Suplex, but Brown responds by giving Rico some hard knees to the crown of the head, forcing Rico to let him down! Brown then gives Rico a kick to the gut before nailing him with the Brown Rings! "True Brit" goes for the cover, 1
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Nailz: The champ is lucky he's as tall as he is, because just an inch less and that wouldn't have been a rope break!

Kash: He's big as a tree, man!

Brown slams his fist into the mat with frustration, but stays on focus, grabbing Rico by the arms and dragging him to the middle of the ring! He turns him onto his belly, and attempts to lock in the Go Home! However, Rico struggles with all his might, and prevents Brown from locking his hands! The fans are going crazy as Rico pulls Brown's arms apart and uses his brute strength to toss Brown right off! Both men are to their feet at roughly the same time, but Rico gives "True Brit" a quick kick to the midsection, and follows up with a devastating Bedlam Buster! He covers Johnny Brown, 1
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Winner: Rico Casteel[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, Rico Casteel!

Nailz: Now that's a Main Event match right there! Big ups to Johnny Brown on a great effort, but Rico shows once again why he's the World Heavyweight Champion!

Reginald: What's Jason Kash doing!?

The fans continue to vibrate the arena from the match between Rico Casteel and Johnny Brown. Kash stands up from the Announcer's Table and he looks as if he's suddenly dropped the Stoner Appearance he's had all match. He grabs the glass bong that was sitting in front of him and rushes towards the ring. He slides in and as Johnny Brown rolls in pain out of the ring, Rico Casteel is holding himself up against the far ropes. Kash gets to his feet, glass bong in hand and Rico Casteel pushes himself off the ropes and charges Kash but Kash shatters the Glass Bong into Casteel's forehead. The APW Heavyweight Champion hits the mat, trickles of blood begin to form on his forehead as he is laid out.

Nailz: He either has Giant Balls or His Completely Overdosed...

Reginald: No, I think Jason Kash has played us both this entire match...He's played everyone who thought he wouldn't be prepared for this moment.

Kash stares at him down at his feet and smiles. His eyes red but he has totally lost the dumb stoner part of the stereotype most people give stoners. Kash snatches the World Heavyweight Title from the referee and walks over and requests a microphone. He continues staring at the belt in his hand as he returns to standing over Rico Casteel. The fans start to calm as his voice breaks into the microphone.

Jason Kash:[/u] The last time we were in the ring together I had forgotten to bring my focus. I'm not making any excuses for that though, I lost. Asylum has been your Kingdom since you became the Heavyweight Champion and everyone including myself has fallen to your reign. Now I know there are going to be other people in this match including Sally Talfourd who was almost GIVEN a pass to get into it but Rico, Rico, Rico...This match will come down to you and I and I could walk away right now with this belt, you stole it at one time too remember? However I'm more about earning my keep, stepping up to the plate and BEATING the top competition in order to become a Champion. Nothing like you did with Chambers but it's something I will do for you..Rico this can be your Kingdom until Extreme Elimination and then the Kingdom falls. Like Rome, like the British, your Empire will crumble and it will be at the hands of Influence. And like your MMA career ended, I will MURDER you to claim that throne...[/color]

Kash places the belt spread out across Rico's chest and stands back up again and continues to stare down at the bloodied Champion before he leaves the ring and heads to the back. APW Asylum comes to a close with Rico Casteel still out in the ring.