Asylum 2/26 Houston, Texas

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Ida Marie's “Bad Karma” blares over the speakers as a pyrotechnics display shoots off from the stage. The fans are on their feet, proudly holding up their signs while cheering at the top of their lungs. The announcers begin to speak as the camera continues to pan the crowd!

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to another exciting night of APW Asylum here on The Food Network! Last week, they gave us four hours on the schedule, and since the ratings did so well, The Food Network gave it to us again! We're on the Road to RassleMania, and tonight, it passes through the Toyota Center in Houston, Texas!

Beckett: We have a huge night of action in store, including two matches in the CWC Ascension Tournament! Keaton Saint takes on Shelbi Lynn in the first contest, and immediately following that, John Dionysus takes on Autumn Winterfall! Both should be big time matches for sure!

Nailz: Also tonight, we'll find out who will be facing the APW Suicidal Champion Michael Callahan at RassleMania for the title, as six men will participate in an Extreme Battle Royal to determine the #1 Contender!

Beckett: Also, the APW Tag Team Titles are on the line tonight as the Studmuffins make their Asylum in-ring debut, taking on the team of Rico Casteel and Mike Morrison, The Martyrs of Madness! I, for one, am rooting for the Martyrs to bring the titles back to Asylum!

Nailz: And in our main event, #1 Contender Johnny Knuckles takes on the man who won Survive & Conquer, Alioth Starre! And what's more, the APW World Heavyweight Champion Jason Kash is serving as the Special Guest Referee!

Beckett: Add in the fact that we have another round of matches in the Tap Out Challenge, and we've got a night jam packed with action!

Nailz: And now we open the show hot with some tag team action!

Beckett: The Hometown Heroes will be looking to prove themselves tonight after a loss to the power force that is the Martyrs of Madness.

Nailz: True, but they have to go through Adam Young's hired goons to do it.

Beckett: Goons? It's a business arrangement!

The bells start to toll as "2 of Americas Most Wanted" by Tupac starts playing out walks Adam Young and right behind him is the SoCal Gangstas decked out in black t-shirts, black baggy pants, black boots. The fans are booing and hissing as the trio makes its way to the ring.

Nailz: So we're about to get our first look of the SoCal Gangsters in action. Thoughts?

Beckett: It's GangSTAS. Honestly, say it right, give them the respect they deserve.

Stenfelder: Making there way to the ring at this team, they are Death and Disorder... THE SO CAL GANGSTAAAAAS!

Beckett: See, Stenfelder can do it.

Adam Young leaps his troops into the ring and then quickly takes his place outside the ring in their corner.

Nailz: And now we await the Heroes...

The crowd get on their feet and started to wave their hands towards the beat of the song. It sound like a rap concert is going on inside of the arena. The cameras looked up at the ramp as they notice Mark come blasting out of the back with his hood over his head moving to the music it seems as Jun and Jasmine come from the back together. Jun has his hood on like AJ Styles but once he come out pull it off his head like AJ styles with a bit of smirk as Jasmine is wearing her own black and red hood with a pair of black pants. Jasmine play to the fans as the boys get down to the bottom ramp.

Beckett: God, look at these hooded thugs. They're a disgrace.

Nailz: How are they different from Death and Disorder.

Beckett: Death and Disorder are legitimate business men!

Stenfeld: And their opponents, entering the ring at this time, they are... The Hometown Heroooooesssssssss!

They take off their jackets and hand them to her as she take them. The boys then jump from on top the apron . Mark climb over the top rope to get in as Jun does a flip inside of the ring. They both smirks a bit as they walked over to the center and waves playfully at whoever they are facing before going to their corner and talking among each other who will go first.

Hometown Heroes vs. SoCal Gangstas

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The match begins with Yao and Disorder in the ring but in their debut match, the SoCal Gangstas show themselves to be no slouch, cutting off the ring and ensuring that Yao cannot tag in to Mark. The Gangstas continue to tag in and out, focusing a lot of punches, kicks and axehandles towards the neck area of Jun Yao. Disorder them locks up Yao inside an abdominal stretch, tugging and pulling away, he tags in Death, looking for Death to deliver a boot to the unprotected gut of Yao...

Nailz: Impressive display from the SoCalians in this match. They know how to operate as a team.

Beckett: I imagine Adam Young doesn't want them to walk down the same path he did during his short APW tenure.

...Yao however manages to flip over Disorder, driving him into Death and causing both men to be stunned for a few moments. Yao quickly sprints over to his corner and tags in Jackson. The crowd go nuts as Jackson runs wild over both Death and Disorder, taking both men down with clothesline after clothesline. The Gangstas become completely stunned and Mark turns to the crowd to hype them up. The crowd roar in approval but the roars are quickly silenced as when Jackson turns back around, Disorder kicks him in the gut and Death aids Disorder in powerbombing Jackson to the ground. Death jumps towards the recovering Yao on the apron, knocking him down. Disorder hooks the leg for the pin.

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Winners: The SoCal Gangstas[/center]

Nailz: An impressive display from the debuting Gangstas.

Beckett: There you go! You said it right!

Adam Young jumps into the ring, raising up his teams arms in victory, almost as if he himself won the match.

Stenfelder: Here are your winners... The So! Cal! GANGSTAAAAAS!

Beckett: Look at Adam Young, he looks like a proud father right now.

Nailz: If you say so...

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APW Asylum comes back from a commercial break with Rhonda Vixen already in the ring.
Dan walks onto the stage entrance to "Kashmir" with a scornful look on his face, he stares at the audience like scum and then stares directly into the ring, pointing at Vixen while giving her a nasty glare.

Stenfelder: This contest is under Tap Out Rules, and is a part of the Tap Out Challenge! Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 260 pounds, from London, England, “The British Brawler” Dan Quinn!

Nailz: Rhonda Vixen has not been able to get anything going in this Tap Out Challenge, while Dan Quinn is looking to rebound from a loss two weeks ago!

Beckett: Coming into this tournament, Dan Quinn was one of the favorites! He looks to reaffirm that here tonight!

He walks with purpose to the ring, simply rolling under the bottom rope when he gets there. He stands tall in the centre and flips off the crowd. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Tap Out Challenge Match
Dan Quinn vs. Rhonda Vixen

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Quinn rushes right in and hoists Rhonda right up, slamming her right into the mat with a Spinebuster! He then mounts her and begins wailing away mercilessly, pummeling her until she's out cold! The ref calls for the bell. DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Dan Quinn[/center]

Nailz: Well, Dan Quinn didn't get Rhonda to tap out here tonight, but he did prevent her from continuing the match! What a vicious, brutal man!

Even though the bell has rung, Quinn continues to beat down on Rhonda, smashing her face with his fists again and again and again! The ref tries to pull him off, but Quinn just shoves him off, pushing him with such force that he falls through the ropes to the floor nearest the announce table! As the ref holds his head in pain, he motions for Adam Stenfelder, and the Ring Announcer heads over. After a brief talk, Stenfelder speaks into the mic.

Stenfelder: Due to Dan Quinn not responding to the bell and shoving the referee, this match has been ruled No Contest!

Result: No Contest

Security makes their way down to the ring, and the fans boo Quinn as he continues to beat on the defenseless Rhonda Vixen. Dangerou Dan Bochner runs down to the ring as well, and he helps the Security team peal Quinn off! Quinn is fighting throughout it all, and he breaks free, going right after Bochner! Bochner, for his part, stands his ground, ducking an attempted Clothesline and backing out of the way so security can tackle Quinn to the mat! While they are trying to apply handcuffs to the unruly Brit, Bochner goes to check on Rhonda. She's completely out cold, and Bochner yells for medical personel to head to the ring.

Nailz: This is a frightening sight. Yes, this isn't ballet, but the way Quinn just brutalized Rhonda Vixen here tonight, well, it's uncalled for!

Beckett: He's lucky he did what he did inside a wrestling ring, or you know for sure there would be charges pressed against him! Yes, part of the appeal of Dan Quinn is his brutality, but once that bell rings, you've got to learn to control yourself!

Asylum cuts backstage while Bochner continues to tend to Rhonda.

The scene opens inside the backstage office of Reginald Schmidt, the General Manager of Asylum. Reginald is obviously not as busy as his job title suggests because he is standing in front of a mirror doing an impression from one his favourite films.

Reginald: You talking to me?

Reginald tries to look surprised Reginald staring back at him.

Reginald: You talking to me?

Reginald pauses, and looks over his shoulder

Reginald: You talking to me? You talking to me? Well I’m the only one here.

Reginald looks around and engages his imaginary interlocutor once.

Reginald: Oh yeah?

Reginald pulls a banana out of his suit jacket and points it at the mirror.

: What are you doing?

Reginald spins around and throws away the banana. His face has turned bright red and he begins to shuffle and fidget, clearly embarrassed.

Reginald: I just, uh,....

The camera zooms out to reveal Julius Farquhar standing on the other side of Reginald’s desk.

Julius: Were you talking to yourself Reginald?

Reginald: You talking to me? No, I was just, uh....

Reginald fumbles his way to his seat.

Reginald: What are you doing here Julius?

Julius: I got your message about wanting to see me. Your servant told me it was important.

Reginald: Servant?

Julius: Yes, the one you sent to get me.

Reginald looks confused.

Reginald: Anyway, enough of that. I called you because I do have a matter of great urgency to discuss with you.

Julius’ face lights up.

Julius: You’re offering me a World Heavyweight Championship shot! That’s very kind Reginald, I always knew this day would come.

Reginald: Actually, it’s not that.

Julius: What?

Reginald: I’m not offering you a World Heavyweight Championship shot.

Julius looks crestfallen.

Reginald: However, it is a very serious matter. It concerns what took place between you and Phil Atken on the last Asylum.

Julius: Well I quite agree. I would expect you to exercise the full weight of your authority against Phil Atken. His actions were completely despicable, I agree that a long-term suspension would be quite fitting.

Reginald: I am not going to suspend Phil Atken.

Julius: Okay, a hefty fine then.

Reginald: I am not going to fine Phil Atken either.

Julius: Then why are you talking to me?

Reginald: Because it is your conduct I want to talk about. It was you who was out of line.

Julius: I don’t understand.

Reginald: You can’t go around assaulting members of the roster the way you did, mister! It is completely unacceptable.

Julius: But he was trying to embarrass me. He insulted my honour and my dignity.

Reginald: Julius, it was a cup of tea. I don’t think it warranted the kind of response you made.

Julius shakes his head, he is genuinely at a loss to explain Reginald’s rebuke.

Reginald: Anyway, the reason I called you in was to warn you that if anything untoward occurs in your match tonight I will be forced to give serious thought to your place on the Asylum roster.

Julius: Are you threatening me?

Reginald: No, I am simply reminding you of your contractual obligations: they extend to wrestling, they do not give you license to go around bashing people’s heads in with tea cups outside of officially sanctioned matches.

Julius tries to defend himself but Reginald cuts him off.

Reginald: Don’t push your luck Julius. Now go and get ready, your match is next.

Nailz: Julius Farquhar teams with the Suicidal Champion Michael Callahan to take on the team of Phil Atken and Isamu Suzuki after the break!

Asylum cuts to commercials.

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The scene opens up backstage where we see Rico Casteel walking through the hallways. As he turns a corner, we can see APW Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt walking down the hallway from his office. Rico stops in the hallway and crosses his arms over his chest, nearly taking up the entire hallway. Reginald pauses slightly before straightening his jacket and taking a step forward.

Reginald: Rico! Nice to see you, big guy!

Rico snarls as he stares down Reginald.

Rico: Can the kindness, Reg. You and I, we aren't on good terms.

Reginald: What do you mean? I managed to book you and Morrison in a tag team title match! I see big things for the two of you!

Rico: Do you? Or are you just afraid that if you didn't, more than just your desk would go up in flames?

Reginald: That's an outrageous claim, mister!

Rico's face tells us that he doesn't buy it and Reginald keeps his eyes on the Loose Cannon.

Reginald: I see you two as the team to bring those belts back to Asylum.

Rico: So, what, we're your pawns? Mike and I are simply the bait?

Reginald: That's not what I---

Reginald is cut short as a hand brings what looks to be a large custard pie down on the top of his head. Reginald is frozen in place, the custard dripping down his face as the other half of the Martyr's of Madness Mike Morrison stands behind Reginald, smiling from ear to ear. Reginald wipes custard away from his eyes as Morrison leans forward beside Reginald.

Morrison: Oh, Uncle Reggie. Haven't you learned by now? You think that we are the pawns when really, this is our Asylum. We run the show. We call the shots.

Rico: We will bring those titles back, but not because you want them under the Asylum banner. We will win them because we can. We will win them for our kingdom.

Morrison begins to walk back the way he came as Rico brushes past the custard covered General Manager, patting him on the shoulder as he does. Reginald is left wiping more custard away while the Martyrs disappear down the hallway.

Given that it was a randomly made tag team match it was no surprise that all four men came down to their own entrances. Suzuki who came out first got the biggest pop because everyone loves the humble honourable Japanese guys and Atken got some cheering too. Farquhar got some major heat for being all limey and British while Callahan came out to fairly negative reactions with pockets of appreciators due to being such a staunch and honest conservative that people can actually identify with him. The latter team were accompanied by Farquhar's mongoloid manservant, Manservant.

Nailz: Here we go, ready to rumble now as we have two teams, four great athletes go one on one for international pride. It's the bizarre combination of Scotland and Japan facing off against England and America and boy could they have not picked weirder representatives.

Beckett: The humble and honest pride of Japan, Isamu Suzuki and the unfortunate Scot Phil Atken, against the aristocratic fancy man Julius Farquhar and an ultra-conservative lunatic, the Suicidal Champion Michael Callahan.

Isamu Suzuki & “The Unfortunate One” Phil Atken vs
“Quintessentially English” Julius Farquhar & “The American Hero” Michael Callahan

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The match begins with Farquhar bigging himself up giving it the old macho English dick-swinging challenging Phil Atken directly with pointing and yelling. Isamu turns and tags Atken in allowing these two tea-drinking rivals to settle it out between them but no sooner has the fluffy-haired Scot climbed into the ring Farquhar is tagging himself out to Callahan wanting nothing to do with him. What ensued was nothing short of clinical domination at the hands of Callahan who slaps on any number of restholds you want to imagine. This continues until Atken actually demonstrates his natural wrestling ability and brings a boot up to clack Callahan in the head breaking the textbook Bow and Arrow lock. He then got up and knee clipped him and walked away to tag in his partner not hurt, not unhurt as he'd sustained damage but just bored and wanting to take a break.

Beckett: Phil Atken is tagging in his partner, not out of necessity but out of boredom it seems. He wants to get his hands on Farquhar and so he's leaving it to his partner Suzuki to try and take on the Suicidal Champion!

Nailz: Frequent tags are always a good thing but is walking out on your opponent due to drudgery really wise against a man like Michael Callahan, a man who can turn up the heat so quickly you could blink and miss it?

With Isamu quickly making his way into the fray, Callahan charges the man he mistook for a video game character with a clothesline but Isamu counters with a rapid stomach kick and locks in a Koufukusuru, a Koji Clutch which starts choking out the taken aback Callahan right in the middle of the ring. However, Farquhar runs in and breaks it up with a boot to Isamu's head while Manservant distracts the referee on the ropes. Callahan quickly recuperates and tags in his partner but when Suzuki does the same thing he immediately backs on himself and tags Callahan straight back in who's more than happy to resume the beating even as he shoots Farquhar a weird look. After another exchange consisting of suplexes, Callahan hits a triple series of American Suplexes and holds an invisible rifle aimed at Atken's head as he slowly crawls to his feet. It's at this point Farquhar demands the tag.

Beckett: And we're back in again, Callahan has pretty much wrestled this one on his own requiring frequent interference from Manservant to get the job done as well as his own trademark eye raking but Isamu and Atken have been fighting valiantly, including a near fall on the champion. Now though, Callahan is tagging back in Farquhar who seems finally ready to take on Atken.

Farquhar goes straight after Atken but a tag has already been made and soon Isamu is coming in like a rollercoaster. He pegs Farquhar down immediately with a clothesline and then barrels into Callahan sending him flying off the apron with a dropkick but much to Callahan's surprise he falls into the arms of Manservant who catches him but refuses to put him down. Farquhar is soon back up but the unstoppable onslaught but gets caught by a Winter Thunder showing great strength on the part of Japanese sensation. He then points to the sky and climbs the top rope to hit Shinyuu and with a glorious display of acrobatic ability that has flashbulbs going off everywhere it's all over for the Quintessentially English. 1
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Winners: Isamu Suzuki & Phil Atken[/center]

Beckett: Finally the honour of Isamu Suzuki may be restored after a series of disappointing losses as he along with Phil Atken successfully defeat The Quintessentially English and the previously undefeated Michael Callahan thanks to a beautiful high flying manoeuvre from Suzuki!

Nailz: Callahan looks furious at Farquhar as the other two celebrate in the ring.

Asylum cuts to a commercial break.

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Asylum comes back from commercial break with newcomers Tieren Hawkins, “Old Man” Frank Cannon, and Thunderkiss already in the ring. Weapons are also strewn about the ring.

Nailz: Welcome back, folks! Up next, we have an Extreme Battle Royal to determine the #1 Contender for the Suicidal Championship at RassleMania! Already in the ring are three new faces in the Asylum, Tieren Hawkins, “Old Man” Frank cannon” and Thunderkiss!

Beckett: How's this for a debut match! Any one of these guys could instantly win a chance to be in a high profile match at RassleMania!

“Monster,” by Skillet, hits the PA, and the fans boo as “The Virus” Chris McKenzie enters the arena. He has a sour look on his face as he heads straight down the ramp to the ring.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, “The Virus” Chris McKenzie!

Nailz: McKenzie made his debut here two weeks ago, coming up short in a four-way elimination match which was won by Matt Matlock!

Beckett: He had a good showing in that match, but he knows as well as anyone that good showings won't get you big paydays, you gotta win matches!

The opening chords of Papa Roach's "Born With Nothing, Die With Everything" begin to play over the speakers of the arena. Eight seconds in, when the song kicks into full gear, pyros erupt on the stage. Matt Matlock steps out onto the stage, dressed to fight as always. He takes a minute to look over the crowd before walking down the ramp towards the ring. Partway down he stops, head down and arms out to the sides as pyro shoots off down the sides of the ramp.

Stenfelder: And their opponent, weighing in at 270 pounds, from Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada, “The Crownless King” Matt Matlock!

Beckett: Mattlock won a multi-person match last week! Let's see if he can do it again this week with a RassleMania title match on the line!

He looks up with a cocky grin towards the crowd, as he finally enters the ring. Heading for one of the far turnbuckles he raises his arms in the air as HBK-styled pyrotechnics go off, and immediately stop as he lowers his arms. He then gets down and prepares for the upcoming match.

“ With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage.The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!

The fans pop insanly right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before steping over the ropes.

Stenfelder: And their opponent, weighing in at 340 pounds, from Houston, Texas, Odin Balfore!

Nailz: Odin had an absolutely brutal match with Michael Callahan for the Suicidal Championship just two weeks ago, and even though he just barely came up short, you can bet he wants another shot on the grandest stage of them all!

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...

Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumpt. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.

Crowd: The battle is.. already won!

Odin stares down his opponents as he waits for the match to get underway. With all six men in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

#1 Contender Extreme Battle Royal for the Suicidal Championship
Odin Balfore vs. Tieren Hawkins vs. “Old Man” Frank Cannon vs. “The Virus” Chris McKenzie vs. Matt Matlock vs. Thunderkiss

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As the match gets underway, Odin charges right towards Hawkins and Cannon, immediately clotheslining both over the top rope, while McKenzie and Mattlock grab a hold of Thunderkiss and toss him through the ropes! All three men hit the floor at roughly the same time.

Eliminated: Thunderkiss, Tieren Hawkins, & Frank Cannon

Beckett: Well, that was quick! All three new guys were eliminated right off the bat!

From here, the three remaining men go at it, with Odin getting the early advantage. For about five minutes, he just beats down both his opponents, utilizing a kendo stick, a stop sign, and at one point, a cookie sheet shaped like Hello Kitty! The match turns as he tries to pull McKenzie back up, but on the way up, McKenzie nails Odin with a low blow! The fans boo as McKenzie begins to punch Odin in the midsection, backing him into the ropes. McKenzie takes a few steps back and runs towards him! Odin lowers his body and launches McKenzie over the ropes with a Back Body Drop! However, McKenzie lands on the apron, and as Odin turns around, he grabs a hold of Odin's head and drops down, crashing it across the ropes! McKenzie sits on the apron, and rolls back in before he can be shoved off by Matlock. In fact, Matt takes advantage of McKenzie's attack on Odin, stomping the living day lights out of him. As McKenzie gets back into the ring, he points to a table in the corner, and Matlock nods in agreement. Chris sets the table up as Matlock continues to beat down Odin. “The Virus” then sets a steel chair on the table, and he helps Matlock pull Odin up. The two of them shot Odin into the ropes, and catch him with a Double Team Flapjack through the table! The fans pop at the vicious display by Matt and Chris.

Nailz: What a brutal move right there!

Beckett: Now they have to lift the deadweight of Odin!

Odin is as limp as a wet fish, and they struggle to lift him up. Eventually, they manage to get him propped up against the ropes. They take turns pummeling him in the face, but as McKenzie goes for a punch, he gets blindsided by Matlock, who gives him a swift kick to the balls! He the grabs a hold of McKenzie and tosses him right into Odin's midsection, sending both of them flying over the ropes! Odin falls right to the floor, but McKenzie manages to grab a hold of the top rope!

Eliminated: Odin Balfore

He's flailing about, making sure that both feet don't hit, and although one does, it takes two to eliminate! Matt is right there to try and beat him off of the apron, but McKenzie holds on for dear life, eventaully getting his feet back onto the apron and sliding back in beneath the bottom rope. From here, the match becomes an absolute bloodbath, with Matt and Chris going back and forth, brutalizing each other with the weapons in the ring. Matt makes very liberal use of the steel chair, while at one point, Chris gets his hands on a cheese grater, and drags it agonizingly across the forehead of Matt Matlock! The two men battle it out for the better part of 10 minutes, with several close calls, until finally, Matlock whips Chris McKenzie into the corner! He then mounts the top turnbuckle, and delivers the ever popular 10 Punches in the corner as the fans count along! However, after the tenth blow, Chris McKenzie gives Matt a hard headbutt to the jollies, causing him to fall backwards into the ring! As Matt holds the family jewels in pain, McKenzie pulls him up, grabs a hold of his head and waist and tosses him over the ropes to the arena floor! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: “The Virus” Chris McKenzie[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, and the new #1 Contender for the APW Suicidal Championship at RassleMania, “The Virus” Chris McKenzie!

“Monster” begins to blare as McKenzie raises his arms smuggly in the ring. Matlock is cursing under his breath as he slams the mat with one fist, while clutching his jollies in the other.

Nailz: What a wild and crazy bout we just witnessed here. But it's now official, we know who will be challenging Michael Callahan for the title at RassleMania, it will be “The Virus” Chris McKenzie!

Beckett: Somehow, I got a feeling we'll be seeing more between Matlock and McKenzie in the future! These two have a budding rivarly going, but it'll have to be put on hold until after McKenzie's shot at the belt at the Show of Shows, RassleMania!

McKenzie exits the ring, leaving Matlock pissed off on the arena floor.

We head backstage where Johnny Knuckles is seen lacing up his boots and kickin’ back another Donkey Punch to prepare for his match with Alioth Starre. Suddenly there’s a knock at the door and Knuckles answers it. There’s a guy there with a package for him that he ordered a few days prior.

UPS guy: Sign here please.

Knuckles: ….there.

Knuckles signs for the package with excitement in his eyes.

Knuckles: I can’t wait to throw this shit in Kash’s face. It’ll definitely piss him off.

Suddenly there’s a knock at the door again but when Knuckles answers it this time, Jason Kash is there to tackle him down and smother his face with some sort of rag. After a few moments of struggling, Knuckles blacks out. (ETHER BUNNY!!)

Kash is then seen carrying a lifeless body down the hall and into another room where he slams Knuckles onto a table face up where an old Brazilian woman is standing by ready to go to work.

Jason Kash: Make sure you don’t skimp on the wax, extra Brazilian even……

Kash leaves the room and stands outside chuckling to himself while the old lady takes off Knuckles shorts and prepares him for his Brazilian wax. She loads him up and places the strip of paper on top of the wax making sure it’s completely covered, grabs a good handful from the top and in one jerking motion, rips the pubic hair right off of his crotch waking Knuckles up from his unconscious state screaming in agony.

Knuckles: HOLY FUCKING HELL!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Knuckles, without hesitation, leaps off the table in extreme pain and tries to head out the door but is met by Jason Kash who is now laughing hysterically.

Jason Kash: HA HA, you thought i forgot about the Liniment in my underwear? Take that bitch! HA HA….

Knuckles: Ahhhhh, oh It’s on mother fucker…..

Kash runs down the hall laughing while Knuckles tries to run after him but he is in such pain that he is all bow legged. Before he knows it, the old Brazilian woman is behind him trying to drag him back to finish the job but because Knuckles is helplessly bow legged, he can’t over power her and is slowly dragged back kicking and screaming.

Knuckles: Oh my god; no…..please, NO MAS, NO MAS…..HEEEEELP!!

Knuckles is able to break himself free and he hobbles down the hallway; back to his locker room as the scene fades.

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We find ourselves backstage with Jack Spade. He is standing with a microphone in hand next to a rather tired and sweaty looking Phil Atken, who has a rather plump, middle-aged and pony-tailed gentleman standing by his side.

Spade: Joining me at this time, fresh from tag team action earlier this evening, Phil Atken. Phil, why did you request this time?

Spade points the microphone towards Phil's facial area, taking Phil a little aback as he flinches. He quickly regains his composures and continues.

Atken: Who taught you proper microphone etiquette?

Spade: Journalism coll...

Atken: Enough! I need hear no more!

Spade: So again, why...

Atken: Why? Why do we do anything that we do Jack? Because we have a reason and by we, I mean me. And by me, I mean us.

Phil gestures to himself and his friend.

Spade: And your reason is?

Atken: Well, you see Jack Attack, this thing between myself and Mr. Farquhar, it can't be resolved in a tag team match alone. Earlier tonight was the first battle in a war. A war that I will declare is over when I am good and damn well ready. Tonight was merely the first step in my path to a glorious third re...

Man: If I could just interject at this point.

The pony-tailed gentlemen grabs Jack's microphonin' arm and pulls it closer to himself.

Spade: And you are?

Man: I'm Dirk Dickwood, friend, agent and manager to Mr. Phil Atken. You may know me from my work in the world the TV agency. I have contracts with some of the finest midget porn actors, not to mention some of the cutest flat breasted girls you could ever meet...

Spade: Okay, why are you telling me this?

Dickwood: To prove my credentials, my dear lad.

At this point Phil realises that no one is listening to him as he describe a war on the most British Britain, and how he was going to blitz his competition and stops talking.

Dickwood: My dear friend Phil has always been a client of mine but generally I stay very hands off, best way when it comes to man like Phil. However, Phil requested my services at ringside for a bout he is planning with Julius Farquhar. Now, as I'm sure you know Mr. Spade, Julius Farquhar runs around with a large, illiterate oaf who has trouble with basic motor functions. I'm here simply to counteract that oaf's brawn with my own rather large brain.

Atken: THAT'S RIGHT! BRAIN AGAINST BRAWN!

Spade: You don't look like much of an enforcer...

Dickwood: Well, if Phil gets his match with Julius, one on one, like he wants. Like he deserves. Like he begged me to lobby for earlier this evening, then we'll just see how much of an enforcer I really am.

Atken: YOU TELL HIM DIRKYPOO!

Atken brushes past Jack Spade as he walks away, almost knocking him down as he does so. Dickwood just shakes his head at Spade and walks off a few steps behind Phil.

Asylum cuts elsewhere backstage, and we see Jason Andrews walking towards the ring. While walking, he bumps into an unaware Anthony "The Promise" Bailey who wasn't paying attention.

Anthony Bailey: Hey, watch where you're walking!

Bacon: My bad brotha, didn't see you there.

Anthony Bailey: Next time, you better watch where you're going. Don't let it happen again.

Bacon: I do know where I am going Anthony, I am going to Rasslemania 8 and I am going to become the new Tapout Champion. This thing we have going on Twitter right now, this back and forth, yeah it's all talk for now but when we actually get in the ring it's all business. Baconmania is gonna go strong.

Anthony Bailey: You seem very confident Bacon, almost a bit too confident if you ask me. You have to worry about Kid Dynamo tonight before you even worry about Rasslemania. Don't get your priorities mixed up and definitely do not get ahead of yourself. Like I said before, I hope you get your wish because I would love nothing more than to defeat you in front thousands of fans in Indianapolis.

The two mega stars stare each other down for moment until an agent comes up to intervene and let Bacon know that his match is up next.

Nails: Kid Dynamo versus Bacon in the next match of the Tap Out Challenge after the break!

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The lights go out and the lights start flickering and the opening lyrics to "Welcome to the Jungle" blare throughout the PA system and you see a series of fireworks going around the titantron. Out comes Jason "Bacon" Andrews and he's going down to the ring slapping the hands of fans and handing out strips of bacon to the kids.

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Tap Out Challenge! To win, you must make your opponent tap out. Introducing first…hailing from Hollywood, California and weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds…Jaaasssooon "Bacon" Andreeewwwsss!!

The camera cuts suddenly to the big screen. After a brief moment of silence, the music video for Story of the Year's "We Don't Care Anymore" plays on the screen, a simple scene of the lead singer on stage.

Underneath the gun
In front of waiting eyes
Our time has just begun
No second chance....
TO-NIIIIIGHT!

At the last screamed syllable, an aggressive motion graphic of the logo "Kid Dynamo" is shown while the guitar riff plays.

The cameras do a purposeful zoom beginning at a zoomed-out view of the entire crowd followed by a half-second-ling zoom all the way into the entryway right as Kid Dynamo steps out into view. All of this is choreographed to land exactly in time with the next lyrical line...

So we walk the longest days
To live inside the shortest nights…

Dynamo begins to walk down the entrance ramp, going down one side and giving high-fives, then switching to the other side of fans. Upon approaching the ring, Dynamo gets into a jog for three steps and then slides in under the bottom rope. The camera cuts to a Dynamo sign or two in the stands, then cuts back to Dynamo just as the music fades out.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, all the way from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds…Kiiiddd Dyyynammmooo!!!

Nailz: Both men had strong showings at the last edition of Asylum and both of them also came out victorious. Who will be one win closer to possibly competing for the unclaimed Tap Out Title at Rasslemania? Kid Dynamo has mostly been silent compared to his opponent Bacon, who is hungry to make a name for himself and to claim the Tap Out Title as his own.

Tap Out Challenge Match
Kid Dynamo vs. Jason "Bacon" Andrews

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The bell rings and Bacon wastes no time as he charges towards Kid Dynamo full speed. Kid Dynamo isn't caught off guard with Bacon's swift offense as he catches him midway and nails him with a swinging neckbreaker! Dynamo gets back to his feet but goes back down to the mat dropping an elbow into the chest of Bacon!! Dynamo back up once again and this time bringing Bacon to his feet as well. Dynamo irish whips him towards the turnbuckle, and stealing a play from the book of Bacon, he charges towards him full speed. Before impact, Bacon sidesteps Kid Dynamo as he goes chest first into the turnbuckle and hits the mat in pain. Bacon begins to viciously stomp away at the upper chest of Kid Dynamo. Legdrop by Bacon on Dynamo! Bacon picks Dynamo up by his hair and lifts him off of the ground. He nails a hard STO backbreaker on Dynamo as the pain begins to show all over the face of Kid Dynamo.

Nailz: It's not looking good for Kid Dynamo. He better pray that a second wind or something is on the horizon because if not, Bacon will get the upset.

Beckett: Bacon has shown the world that he wants to become the next Tap Out Champion and he won't let anyone stand in his way, not even a great competitor such as Kid Dynamo.

Dynamo doing all that he can to hang on is fighting back with a few counter lefts and rights to the face of Bacon. Slowing Bacon down, Dynamo regains composure. Clothesline by Dynamo on Bacon but Bacon doesn't stay down for long. Catching a quick breather but unaware that Bacon is already back on his feet, Kid Dynamo slowly turns around and Bacon nails him with an uppercut. Grabbing Dynamo, Bacon nails him with a well executed a dragon suplex! The fans are behind Bacon all the way as he looks around the Toyota Center with wide eyes. Bacon calls for one of his finishing moves as the cheers grow louder. He lifts Dynamo up….and BAM!!! He nails The Lights Are Out and unfortunately for Dynamo, the lights are out. Bacon applies the LeBell Lock on Kid Dynamo as he quickly begins taps out!

Winner: Jason "Bacon" Andrews[/center]


Stenfelder: Here is your winner, Jason "Bacon" Andreeewwwsss!!

"Welcome to the Jungle" once again blasts through the PA system as Bacon celebrates his victory in the center of the ring. Kid Dynamo exits the ring and heads backstage. Reading the lips of Bacon, he says "I want you Bailey!" to the camera as he begins to walk backstage.

Nailz: Bacon with the victory here tonight in Houston! I don't know what was going on in the mind of Kid Dynamo but it's almost as if he came out here unprepared.

Beckett: I agree and if that was the case, Bacon definitely capitalized on the moment. Great job Bacon! This man is determined to go to Rasslemania and leave the biggest pay per view of the year the new Tap Out Champion.

Asylum goes to a commercial break as Bacon slaps hands with a few fans on his way backstage.

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Stenfelder: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, and is for the APW Tag Team Championships!

The lights dim down as "I'm Going Slightly Mad" by Queen begins to play through the arena and out from the back step the Martyrs of Madness, Rico Casteel and Mike Morrison. Rico stops at the top of the ramp, glaring around the arena before locking in on the ring, while Mike stands beside him, his eyes wide and crazy. Morrison begins to make his way down the ramp, cane in hand, while Rico cracks his neck before making his way to the ring.

Stenfelder: Making their way to the ring first, the challengers, weighing in at a combined weight of 490 pounds, Rico Casteel and Mike Morrison, The Martyrs of Madness!

Nailz: There is not a more intense team in APW, perhaps in all of professional wrestling!

Beckett: I really hope that these two are able to take the titles from the nancy boys that are currently parading around with the belts!

Morrison slides into the ring while Rico pulls himself onto the apron and enters. Rico paces the ring, eyeing the entrance, while Morrison twirls his cane.

The fans pop as LMFAO's “Sexy and I Know It” begins to play, and the lights start flashing alternately between yellow and pink. The Studmuffins make their entrance dressed in leapord print trunks, vests, and white fedoras. They pump their fists and thrust their hips on stage before heading down to the ring, hitting on the women as they go along. Fans are dancing along with the music, and having a great time. Biggs has a bit of a dance in his step as well as he follows his clients down to the ring.

Stenfelder: And their opponents, accompanied by Biggs, weighing in at a combined weight of 503 pounds, they are the APW Tag Team Champions, “Sr. Guapo” Armando Asante and “Stunning” Stan Everdeen, The Studmuffins!

Nailz: The fans sure love the Studmuffins, and the Studs love them right back, especially the sexy ladies!

Beckett: For some reason, that just doesn't sound right coming from you, Russ! But as much as the fans love these guys, they must prove themselves tonight against the Martyrs of Madness!

Once they enter the ring, both Sr. Guapo and “Stunning” Stan begin to gyrate, and remove their vests before throwing their fedoras into the crowd. One of the fedoras falls ringside, and Biggs picks it up, putting it on the head of a young kid in the front row. As the Studs continue to do their thing in the ring, they are jumped by the challengers before they even have a chance to unclasp their belts!

Beckett: Casteel and Morrison aren't even waiting for the ref to get this one started!

Mike beats down on Sr. Guapo, while Rico wears down Stan! The ref eventually peels Morrison off of Sr. Guapo, and sends him to his corner, while Sr. Guapo goes to seperate Casteel from Stan! As Sr. Guapo puts his hands on Rico, The Loose Cannon turns right around and decks him in the face, causing him to roll out of the ring! With just Stan and Rico in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

APW Tag Team Championship Match
The Studmuffins © vs. The Martyrs of Madness

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Rico continues to assert his dominant position, stomping the heck out of Stan. Much of the early match consists of Rico impossing his will, and making quick tags with Morrison. When Morrison's in the ring, he keeps Stan in the Martyrs' corner, utilizing a bunch of choke holds and the like to keep Stan from being able to make any attempt at reaching his corner. Rico and Mike keep up the pressure, making frequent tags and largely keeping Stan propped right up in their corner. Stan is able to get in some offense here and there, but nothing sustained!

Nailz: The Martyrs of Madness are really controling the tempo of this match, just grinding down “Stunning” Stan Everdeen. He's the more physically powerful member of the Studmuffins, and the one who would probably stand the best chance of standing toe to toe with the former Heavyweight Champ Rico Casteel, but if they can keep him isolated, he won't stand much of a chance!

Beckett: This is proof that the only reason the Studmuffins won the belts was because Warren Peace walked out on Rick Sader!

As Morrison is in the ring with Stan, he takes a few steps back and runs in for a Body Splash, but Stan dodges out of the corner, sending Morrison face first into the turnbuckle! The fans pop as Stan grabs him from behind, launching him with a Release German Suplex, before making a jolt for his corner! Rico runs in without being tagged, and clocks Stan from behind, grabbing his leg and dragging him back towards the Martyrs' corner! Biggs and Sr. Guapo are yelling at the ref to get Rico out of the ring, and the fans are booing at the top of their lungs. Rico just gives them a look that says “Just try to stop me,” before stepping back out onto the apron. Both Stan and Morrison are up at roughly the same time, and Morrison goes for a kick, but Stan catches his foot, drags him in and sends him to the mat with a Single Leg Takedown! Stan then begins to crawl to his corner, while Morrison does the same. Morrison makes the tag right as Stan does, and Sr. Guapo comes in like a house of fire, blocking a punch from Rico Casteel before slapping the taste out of Rico's mouth! This only serves to piss Rico off, and the Loose Cannon charges in with a wreckless Lariat, which Sr. Guapo ducks! He then runs to the ropes and jumps off, nailing Rico with a Springboard Dropkick! From here, the Studmuffins take control of the match, and while there are tags on both sides, the Studmuffins generally keep the tempo high pace, and thus retain control. After about twenty minutes, the finish comes as Sr. Guapo is in the ring with Rico Casteel. The two are trading punches back and forth, until Rico just clocks Sr. Guapo with a Big Boot from out of nowhere! He then runs over and knocks Stan off of the apron, and tags in Mike Morrison. As the ref begins the mandatory five count, Rico pulls Sr. Guapo for a Powerbomb, and Morrison grabs a hold of his head on the way down for a Powerbomb/Neckbreaker Combo, Total Insanity! Before Mike can make the cover, though, Stan Everdeen is back in the ring, and he gives Rico a hard boot to the side of the head, sending him falling through the ropes to the floor! Stan then gives Mike a hard kick to the midsection, pulls him in position for a powerbomb, and gyrates his hips before delivering the Powerbomb of Manliness! He pulls Sr. Guapo over Morrison and jumps out of the ring to keep Rico at bay while the ref counts, 1
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Winners: The Studmuffins[/center]

Stenfelder: Here are your winners, and STILL the APW Tag Team Champions of the World, “Stunning” Stan Everdeen and “Sr. Guapo,” The Studmuffins!

“Sexy and I Know It” begins to play and Stan helps Sr. Guapo up to his feet. Biggs grabs the tag belts from ringside, and slides in the ring, placing them over the shoulders of his clients as the ref raises both of their arms in victory!

Nailz: What a tag team match! The Studmuffins proved here tonight that they deserve to be called the APW Tag Team Champions, and they did so by defeating the Martyrs of Madness!

Beckett: I've got to give the Studs credit, no team in APW has been on as big of a roll as the Martyrs of Madness as of late, and it looked like in the early goings that they were about to just steamroll the champs! But the Studmuffins weathered the storm and retain their titles!

As the music continues to play, the Studmuffins exit the ring and walk to the ringside area, where they point out a couple of gals in the third row, both wearing Studmuffin T-Shirts. One of them has blonde hair and is slightly overweight, not too much, but enough to be noticable, while the other has on glasses and braces, but the Studs invite them to come dance with them anyways! Security helps the girls over the barricade, and the Studs lead them up the steps and into the ring, holding the ropes open for them. The pink and yellow lights begin to flash again as the Studmuffins celebrate their win by dancing with the women. Biggs holds onto the tag belts for them while they show their moves. All of a sudden, the music is cut off and interrupted by “Never Gonna Give You Up/Smells Like Teen Spirit”



Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt emerges from backstage with a mic in hand. There's still a bit of custard behind his ear from the pie incident earlier, but it seems that nobody has told him about it. The Studmuffins and the girls just stand there, looking at the GM with perturbed looks.

Reginald: First off, gentlemen, allow me to be the first to congratulate you on victory here tonight. Also, I wanted to say that I love your guys' theme song! My wife plays it whenver she forces me to wear the school girl outfit in the bedroom!

The fans start laughing uncontrolably, as do the Studmuffins.

Reginald: Wait, did I just say that out loud!? What I meant was when she wears the school girl outfit!

Nailz: I think this is one of those times where Reggie gave us TMI!

Beckett: What do you expect from the man who has donned the Sexy Turkey costume two Thanksgivings in a row!? This guy's an idiot!

Nailz: You'd better watch it, partner! You don't want to get yourself suspended again, do you?

In the ring, Biggs has a mic.

Biggs: Now Reginald Schmidt, I know you didn't come out here just to make a fool of yourself, not that it takes you much effort to do that, but that's beside the point. What do you have to say to my clients? Just spit it out!

Reginald's face is still as red as a beet as he responds to Biggs.

Reginald: Well, I just came out here to tell The Studmuffins who they will be facing at RassleMania.

Both Sr. Guapo and “Stunning” Stan get big smiles across their faces.

Sr. Guapo: Hopefully not these two! We just embarassed them in front of all the sexy ladies here in Houston, Texas!

Stan: Yeah, we're going to need a bit more of a challenge at RassleMania!

Reginald: Well that's exactly what you're going to get, because you will be defending the APW Tag Team Championships in a Four Team Elimination Match! Your opponents will be the SoCal Gangsters!

Loud boos from the crowd.

Reginald: The Home Town Heroes!

The crowd pops for the fan favorites.

Reginald: And the men you just defeated, The Martyrs of Madness!

Stan: You think that's supposed to intimidate us, Reginald!? I'll tell you what, you've just made our RassleMania moment for us!

Sr. Guapo: We know that you are trying to stack the deck against us, that you so desperately want an Asylum team to hold the Tag Team Gold, but you forget one thing, Reggie, and that's the fact that we are the Studmuffins and we are...

Both: TOO HOT TO HANDLE!

“Sexy and I Know It” begins to blare again as the Studmuffins dance some more with the girls. Reginald just heads back to the back in a huff.

Nailz: What a match signed for RassleMania! A Four Corners Elimination Match for the Tag Team Titles!

Beckett: RassleMania just keeps getting bigger and bigger!

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Asylum comes back from the break with Chaz Dillinger and Anthony Bailey already in the ring.

Stenfelder: The following contest is part of the Tap Out Challenge and will be contested under Tap Out Rules! In the corner to my left, weighing in at 258 pounds, from New York, New York, "America's Most Wanted" Chaz Dillinger!

The fans boo Dillinger as Stenfelder continues with the introductions.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, in the corner to my right, weighing in at 230 pounds, from Tampa, Florida, Anthony "The Promise" Bailey!

Nailz: This is a big match for Bailey, because if he can win here, he all but assures himself a spot in the Tap Out Finals at RassleMania!

Beckett: He's the only one who's at two wins and no losses, so this can be his big chance. But personally, I don't think he's going to have an easy time against Chaz Dillinger, because Dillinger is pissed off about his loss to Kid Dynamo two weeks ago!

With both men standing across from each other, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Tap Out Challenge Match
Anthony "The Promise" Bailey vs. Chaz Dillinger

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The two men lock up in the middle of the ring, and proceed to put on a wrestling clinic. There are several reversals and counters within such quick succession in the first minute of the match that the fans are left breathless by it! About a minute later, Chaz has Bailey locked into a Seated Hammerlock, but Bailey rolls out of it, and both men are at a standoff! The fans start applauding and stand to their feet!

Nailz: These fans are showing their appreciation for the great display of technical wrestling we just saw there!

The match continues on, but eventually, Dillinger gets the advantage, taking Bailey down with a T-Bone Suplex before applying a Wrist Lock on the mat! A loud, "LET'S GO, BAILEY!" chant gets going, but as Bailey tries to fight out of it, Dillinger puts all of his weight onto his opponent, removing any chance of Bailey gaining leverage. The fight continues on for the better part of 15 minutes, with several momentum changes and dazzling counters. The fans are on their feet near the end of the match, as the two competitors have another amazing flurry of holds and counter holds! As they come to another standstill, Dillinger gives Bailey a hard kick to the gut, and whips him towards the ropes! Bailey ducks under an attempted clothesline and jumps up onto the middle rope, springing off and backflipping, grabbing a hold of Dillinger's head on the way down for the Word of Promise Reverse DDT! The fans are going wild as Bailey rolls Dillinger over onto his belly and applies an Ankle Lock!

Nailz: This could be it! Bailey could be going to 3-0 in the tournament!

Dillinger is holding on as best he can, but looks to be on the verge of tapping out! It doesn't help that the crowd is chanting "TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!" Dillinger grits his teeth, reaches back, and gets a hold of Anthony's heel, flipping him over, rolling through, and applying an Ankle Lock of his own! The fans are booing, but can't help but to be amazed by the counter! Bailey fights through the pain, and begins to crawl to the ropes! The fans cheer him on, and he gets mere inches from the ropes, but Dillinger pulls him back, falls to the mat, and grapevines the hold, wrenching on Bailey's ankle like there's no tomorrow! The ref bends down to ask Bailey if he gives up, and Bailey shouts out a defiant, "NO!" This only serves to piss Dillinger off, who releases the Ankle Lock, and floats over to Bailey's head, applying a Crippler Crossface on the mat! Bailey screams out in pain, and it eventually becomes too much, forcing him to Tap Out! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Chaz Dillinger[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by submission, Chaz Dillinger!

Nailz: With that victory, Chaz has forced a three-way tie for the lead, as both Dillinger and Bailey are now 2-1 along with Jason "Bacon" Andrews! This tournament just keeps heating up!

Beckett: I can confidently say that that was the best match we've seen thus far in the Tap Out Challenge! It really came down to the wire, and neither man can be ashamed of their performance tonight! You win some, you lose some, but Anthony Bailey made me a believer in him tonight, even with the loss!

Dillinger has a smug look on his face as "It's All About the Benjamins" blares and the ref raises his arm in victory.

The camera cuts backstage, where Reginald Schmidt is sitting at his desk. He still has the bit of custard behind his ear, and the camera is focused on him as he speaks to somebody off screen.

Reginald: Thank you all for coming to my office on such short notice. As you know, at RassleMania, Overdrive has challenged Asylum to a 4-on-4 Survivor Series Match, in which the winning team gets not only major bragging rights, but those on the winning team will surely be rewarded for their efforts with title shots and pay per view royalties and the like. Now last year, thanks to being spurred on by Craig T. Nelson, Team Asylum won the War Games match, and while we don't have Coach here this year, I think we can do it again! That's why I called the four of you into my office, to let you know that I have officially named you four Team Asylum for RassleMania!

The camera then slowly pans around from Reginald's desk to show who has been standing across from him. The fans cheer as Isamu Suzuki is show first, followed by Alyssa Casteele, and then Matt Mattlock. The fans go crazy as the last member of Team Asylum is shown, none other than Alioth Starre!

Reginald: Alioth, by virtue of you victory at Survive & Conquer, I'm naming you team captain!

Alioth Starre: Thank you. I won't let you down!

The camera pans back to Reginald, who is grinning from ear to ear as Asylum cuts to commercial break.

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Nailz: Welcome back folks, to APW Asylum on the Food Network! Right before the break, we got huge news, as Team Asylum has been named for the 4-on-4 Overdrive versus Asylum match at RassleMania!

Beckett: Isamu Suzuki, Matt Matlock, Alyssa Casteele, and Alioth Starre is one stacked team, that's for sure! I think Team Asylum will take it again this year for sure!

Adam: The following Contest is a round 2 match of the CWC Ascension tournament

As the intro to "I Am Legend - Out For Blood" By Arch Enemy begins to play, white pyro begins to splash up out from the side of the entrance ramp. Amazon flashes on the Titantron to the strumming of the guitar, flashing highlights of Shelbi Lynn dominating opponents, and out from behind the curtain Shelbi emerges.

Adam: Introducing first, Representing Sin City Wrestling. Weighing in at 120 pounds, this is SHELBI LYNN!!

Walking down the ramp to the marching beat, she headbangs her way to the ring with arms stretched out to either side, her hair flying back in forth in a flurry as she slaps hands with fans. She slides into the ring as a multicolored light show flashes in the ring. Raising her hands up quickly white pyro erupts from the ring posts as the music cuts out. The Amazon has arrived.

The melody of "Cold War" by Janelle Monae signals the arrival of Keaton Saint, who makes his presence known as the song begins to pick up tempo.

Adam: And her opponent, representing Action Packed Wrestling. Weighing in at 248 pounds, KEATON SAINT

Saint makes his way to the ring high-fiving some of the fans in the attendance before entering the ring and preparing himself for the match ahead.

CWC Ascension Round 2 Match

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Keaton Saint (APW) Vs Shelbi Lynn (SCW)


The Bell rings and they go for a lock up and Shelbi ducks behind Keaton and grabs Keaton by his legs, causing him to fall forward to the mat and Shelbi grabs Keaton’s Ankle, going for an Ankle lock, but Keaton gets to the ropes quick. The ref counts to 4 and Shelbi lets go of Keaton, then goes to him and kicks him in the head. The ref pulls her off the ropes. Keaton gets up and Shelbi runs and clotheslines Keaton over the top rope and she takes her self over as well. Both wrestlers land on the floor. Shelbi gets back into the ring. The ref counts to 5 and Keaton is back up and jumps up onto the ring apron. Shelbi goes over and Keaton spears her through the ropes. Shelbi backs away and Keaton springboards in with a lariat and connects. Keaton covers and only gets a 2 count. He picks Shelbi up and takes her to the corner and chops her before throwing her into the opposite corner. Keaton runs at her and Shelbi gets both feet up in Keaton’s face. She runs out of the corner and Keaton takes her down with a drop toe hold and Keaton goes for an Ankle lock of his own, and Shelbi gets to the ropes for a break.

Nailz: Interesting match up this has been

Beckett: I must remind everyone, Keaton is coming off a match with Level One just 3 days ago, so Keaton may not be 100% here. And I think Shelbi knows that

Keaton lets go of Shelbi and she gets to her feet. Keaton goes to grab her and she rakes Keaton’s eyes. She throws Keaton into the ropes and connects with a dropkick. Keaton is down and Shelbi covers for a 2 count. Shelbi gets up and stomps on Keaton as Keaton fights to his feet. She takes Keaton to the corner and gives him a few chops and then throws him to the opposite corner, but Keaton reverses it. Shelbi hit’s the corner hard and bounces out and walks into a back body drop from Keaton. Keaton takes her to the corner and lifts her up to the top rope. Keaton climbs up and hooks her up for a superplex, but Shelbi fights out of it. She manages to sunset flip over Keaton back into the ring and she pulls Keaton off the top rope with a Power Bomb. Shelbi covers
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Nailz: Holy Moly! That came out of no where.

Beckett: Shelbi almost advanced to the next round!

With Keaton still down, Shelbi goes back to the top rope, while facing the crowd, she comes off the top with a moonsault and Keaton rolls out of the way and Shelbi crashes to the mat. Both are back up and Keaton hits Shelbi with some forearm shots and then throws her into the ropes and power slams her and hooks the leg for a cover for a 2 count. . Keaton picks Shelbi up and sets her up for a power bomb. Keaton lifts her up and Shelbi counters with a Hurricanrana. Keaton gets up and Shelbi connects with a Superkick. Keaton goes down. Shelbi covers but only gets a two count. Shelbi gets up and signals for the end. She picks Keaton up and hooks his arms going for the Ultraviolent (Angel wings). She tries to lift Keaton up but he blocks it. Keaton gets his arms free and grabs Shelbi’s legs and trips her. Keaton then gives Shelbi a slingshot into the corner. Shelbi hit’s the corner chest first. She bounces out and stumbles towards Keaton who lifts her up and gives her a Spinning Sidewalk Slam to Backbreaker. Keaton covers
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Winner: Keaton Saint[/center]

Keatons music hits and the ref raises his arm in victory.

Nailz: With the Paragon Back Breaker, Keaton Saint advances to the next round, which will be taking place in CWC.

Beckett: Its great to see APW its dominance in this tournament. Up next John Dionysus attempts to advance to the next round as well, as he takes on Autumn Winterfall.

Keaton continues to celebrate as we go backstage.

We head backstage again where Knuckles is seen limping from his Brazilian wax earlier with said package he got from UPS earlier in the night as well. He heads over to Jason Kash’s locker room and is able to jimmy the lock to find that Kash is in the shower once again.

Knuckles: HA, this will totally piss him off. That's what he gets for the wax......

No sooner than Knuckles leaving the package in the center of the room on his way out, he is confronted by the same old Brazilian woman who gave him the wax earlier. She starts chasing Knuckles down the hall while Knuckles continues to hobble away for his life.

Knuckles: AHHHHH!! NO MAS, NO MAS!!

Kash makes his way out of the shower to find his door open and a package sitting in the center of the room. He knows exactly who it’s from and instead of opening it; he takes a chair and smashes the shit out of it. Curious, Kash looks at the destroyed package and decides to open it. Amongst the debris, he finds a broken set of false teeth with a gold tooth on it. The gold tooth is in the same spot where Kash lost his tooth back at the Elimination Chamber match at One Night in Hell.

Kash picks up the broken set of false teeth and looks at himself in the mirror remembering the day. Kash gets so angry that be punches the mirror, shattering it, and throws the broken set of false teeth across the room. Kash starts breathing heavy in anger but realizes something and begins to calm down. He realizes that it was the day he gave up a tooth to become World Heavyweight Champion.

Kash then decides to pick up the false teeth and pulls off the gold tooth at the same spot to which he lost his.

Jason Kash: He wants to play mind games……what a DA-OUSH!! I’ll make him eat that shit by sporting it……now I just need a chain.

Kash is seen looking through his room for something as the camera pans back and the scene fades.

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Nailz: It’s time for the second of our Ascension matches here on Asylum. Over to you Stenfelder

Stenfelder: The following contest is a CWC Ascension Tournament 2012 Second Round match and is scheduled for one fall.

“One Trick Pony” by Deadmau5 hits the speakers as Autumn Waterfall struts towards the ring. She blows some kisses to the crowd before making it to the ring, where she jumps up to the apron and grabs a hold of the rope.

Stenfelder: Approaching the ring, from somewhere in Europe or Asia, weighing 127lbs, representing NEWera, she is ‘Mother Nature’s Favourite Child’ AUTUMN WATERFALL!

She walks around on the apron a bit, strutting her good looks for a bit before whipping her hair back and entering the ring. Once in the ring she heads to each turnbuckle and climbs to the top, blowing kisses to the men in the crowd and occassionally winking at any studs she may find in the crowd.

Darkness. There is the sound of a bell being tolled. “For Whom the Bell Tolls” begins to play. The song plays for one minute and 43 seconds before the main riff of the song kicks in and John Dionysus walks from behind the curtain – it is the only ostentatious event in the whole entrance. He takes a few steps forward and soaks in the response from the crowd, rotating his arms around his body and limbering up for the in-ring action. After about ten seconds Dionysus walks towards the ring.

RA: Approaching the ring, from Boston, MA, weighing 255lbs, representing APW, he is JOHN DIONYSUS!

Dionysus stops as he reaches the end of the gangway, skips on his toes for a few seconds and then slides under the bottom rope into the ring.

CWC Ascension Round 2 Match
John Dionysus (APW) vs. Autumn Waterfall (NEWera)

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The bell rings to begin the match. Both competitors come together in the centre of the ring and a stare down ensues. It actually looks quite ridiculous considering the discrepancy in their respective body sizes. Waterfall makes the first move by slapping Dionysus across the face. Dionysus takes a step back, Waterfall answers with a kick to the shin that causes Dionysus to double over and clutch his leg in pain. Waterfall runs against the ropes and back towards Dionysus who reaches out to grab her but she slides through his legs and is quick to roll him into a school boy looking for the early pin but Dionysus kicks out quickly. The early stages of the match continue in this vein with Autumn Waterfall using her speed and agility to avoid Dionysus’ attempts to grapple and control her, mixing up her offense with a series of dropkicks and quick pin attempts. Autumn’s wasp-like behaviour has Dionysus cutting a frustrated figure. However, a few minutes into the match he finally gets in some meaningful offense, folding Autumn in half with a stiff running arm lariat.

Nailz: We’re seeing the crucial difference in this match. Dionysus simply has more power than Waterfall.

Beckett: That’s true, but she has done well to frustrate the Xtreme Champion so far.

Dionysus puts Waterfall into a turnbuckle and controls her with a number of stiff strikes to the face and body, and ends the sequence with a roundhouse kick to the face that knocks Autumn into a seated position. Dionysus drags her away from the turnbuckle and makes a cover getting a two count near fall. Dionysus repeats the move, but this time ends the flourish with his Above The Cut suplex. Another cover and another two count near fall. The middle section of the match continues in this form with Dionysus physically dominating his smaller opponent by repeatedly whipping her into the corner and striking her into a groggy state to set up a big throw or slam. Autumn shows she is not short on pluck as she repeatedly kicks out, and having kicked out of the Cerebral Bore she manages to turn the momentum back her in favour by hanging onto the ropes. Dionysus closes in and she responds with a thumb to the eye followed by a springboard spinning clothesline. Autumn is quick to maintain her offense and she bounces against the ropes and connects with a running bulldog. This earns her a two count near fall.

Nailz: This is a gutsy effort from Autumn Waterfall. She may be unknown to the majority of APW fans, but she may gaining one or two tonight.

Beckett: I’m not so sure she will be bothered about that. I’ve seen her in NEWera, she’s all about the winning these days.

Sensing her time may have arrived Autumn lifts Dionysus to his feet and sets him up for The Changing Seasons (reverse face lock spinning elbow drop), but Dionysus blocks and pushes her into the ropes. Autumn bounces back and Dionysus lifts her into the air, spinning around a full 360* before slamming her into the mat with a thunderous Event Horizon (Spinning Uranage Slam). Dionysus makes the cover and Autumn remains motionless for the three count.

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Nailz: Well there it is, a huge win for John Dionysus.

Beckett: He moves on to the next round of Ascension.

Nailz: Exactly right, now it starts to get very serious. Credit to Autumn Waterfall though, she came to APW and put in a terrific effort.

Beckett: She may not be the biggest name in the competition, but she has definitely won a few fans tonight.

Dionysus carries out a small celebration in the ring before he heads backstage.

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When we return to Asylum we're at ringside for all the action and the ring itself has been set up for a special occasion. In the ring is a large monitor with a fireplace effect in the background. At either side of the centre of the ring is a leather armchair, with Michael Callahan occupying one and the other empty. Between the two is an old oak table with a coffee mug on it with “VOTE 4 CALLAHAN” and a pop art style impression of his face printed on the side.

Michael Callahan: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the first ever installation of “On the Grill” with Michael Callahan. It's half Fireside Chat, half Republican radio and a half interview show with your favourite host, the perenially charismatic American Hero and your duly elected wrestling representative, Mister MICHAEL CALLAHANNNN!

Insta-boos fall upon him as he crosses his legs, slinking back into his leather chair with an elegant poise you could only come to expect from the political science graduate.

Michael Callahan: Now ladies and gentlemen this show is going to have it all. We're gonna' see me asking all the cut-throat questions to my guests that you're dying to know the answer to. We're going to have live call-ins from some of the biggest Callahan fans out there and of course, it's going to have an A-lister of a guest joining us on the hotseat! So please, I'd like to you to join me in giving a warm welcome to our guest this evening!

The crowd pause to take all this in, not entirely sure whether to boo or cheer. The promise of someone that Callahan considers an “A-lister” guest is ambiguous. It could be someone genuinely awesome or just some douchebag that Callahan rates highly. Turns out to be the former.

Michael Callahan: Tonight our guest is one of Overdrive's most popular talents. She's a woman that needs no introduction but lord knows I'm going to give her one anyway. She's the only ever female APW Undisputed Champion in the history of the company, ladies and gentlemen give a warm welcome as we have a happy start to this show Ms. Sally Talfourd!

"Starrstruck" by 3OH!3 hits, an instant prompt for APW fans to go absolutely bonkers. Stepping out onto the stage with a grin the size of her legacy, her pearly whites all on display is the former APW Undisputed Champion, Sally Talfourd. Callahan's smirk widens as she raises a hand to the sky, waving to the audience before she strolls confidently to the ring meeting and greeting fans with high fives as she goes. When she finally arrives at On the Grill she hops over the top rope and takes her place in the leather armchair opposite Callahan, settling in comfortable as she relishes in being in front of the fans again. Callahan hands her a microphone and when she's comfortably settled in and the crowd have calmed down he starts the interview.

Michael Callahan: Welcome to On the Grill, Sally!

Sally Talfourd: Pleasure to be Mister... uhh... remind me your name again?

Callahan's eyes scrunch up as he angrily stares down Talfourd for having the bare-faced audacity to FORGET someone as amazing as him. Though after the initial glare his features lighten and in the name of civility he ignores the perceived insult against him.

Michael Callahan: Michael Callahan, duly elected wrestling representative, one time mayoral candidate for the city of Kelso and ex-Marine at your service ma'am.

He offers a hand for Talfourd to shake and she accepts tentatively after a brief deliberation. Callahan still looks a little bit frazzled that Sally forgot his name and you can see it in his face but he doesn't say anything out of politeness.

Michael Callahan: Now before I get to my own line of questions, we're going to take our first call from Line One. Line One, you're on the air and On the Grill with Michael Callahan and Sally Talfourd. Do you have a question for me or Sally?

Male Caller: Uh, yeah, I'm actually a really big Sally Talfourd fan. Sally, I've been following your career since you joined APW way back years ago and honestly it's refreshing to see someone who's beautiful, talented, intelligent and somewhat modest especially in today's world and I think that's admirable.

Sally can't help but smile at the compliments being lavished upon her by the caller.

Sally Talfourd: Awww, why thank you Mister....

Male Caller: Chase, Chase Nash. Anyway, my question for you is. Sally Talfourd, may I take your hand in holy matrimony? Will you marry me?

Sally goes bright red at the proposal and laughs out of embarrassment and out of surprise while Callahan simply rolls his eyes at the idiocy of the caller. After another brief pause to think about this unexpected question she finally sighs and replies to him.

Sally Talfourd: Well uh, I'm really flattered but I'm afraid I'm already spoken for and-

Michael Callahan: Really? Are they clinically insane?

Sally Talfourd: -they'd be disappointed if I called it off to marry you but who knows? Nobody knows what's gonna' happen in the future.

Callahan not wanting to get side-tracked by this retardery quickly changes the subject and cuts off Line One, wanting another caller instead.

Michael Callahan: Alright, how about a different caller? Line Four, you're on the air and on the grill with Michael Callahan.

Female Caller: Hi Michael, I'd like to point out that as a mother I-

Callahan straight away cuts off the call, a callous look in his eyes. The words “as a mother” immediately sent alarm bells ringing in his head and he adamantly refused to get bogged down in a hornets nest of potential criticism.

Michael Callahan: This phone in thing isn't really working out. Moving on Sally I have a question for you. As a female wrestler who's been in APW for a very, very, VERY long time how do you feel your career has gone? Do you think it's been a success or a failure?

Sally Talfourd: A success, obviously!

Michael Callahan: Why's that?

Sally Talfourd: I was the first and only ever female Undisputed Champion in the history of the company. I'm not entirely sure how you can view my career as being anything other than a huge success not just for myself but for women around the world.

Michael Callahan: Well you kinda' unstuck your own argument there sweetie. Y'see, you only pulled it off once. A feat that no other woman has repeated. Why? Either you're an exceptional talent, unlikely. Or you got INCREDIBLY lucky. Now if you look at the man who people consider to be the greatest MALE wrestler in the company we can quite clearly see a difference. L1 was Undisputed Champion an unprecedented four times. Quite clearly, you just struck gold one night and he was consistently the better athlete. Even now you can see that L1 is still at the peak of his career, training every day and hanging tough with the alpha males on Overdrive. You on the other hand? You look like you struggle to get dressed in the morning.

A harsh bit of commentary on the careers of Talfourd and L1 by Callahan but she simply rolls his eyes and ignores it having come to expect this kind of jive talk from their irregular arguments on Twitter.

Sally Talfourd: You're right. To an extent. L1 is still the guy to beat on Overdrive, a phenomenal talent as he always was but I am still capable of getting in that ring and getting the job done just like I always was. It's just that as I get older I-

Michael Callahan: -and boy are you getting older. Sorry, continue.

Sally Talfourd: I'd appreciate it if you didn't interrupt me. Uh, as I get older my tastes start to expand outwards. Level One is a man who is committed solely to his wrestling. He loves it like he would a wife or a child and one day that tunnel vision is going to cost him because he'll sadly lose sight of everything else and when his career finally ends he'll have nothing else in life to really appreciate.

Callahan stares at Talfourd as if she's utterly retarded while Sally remains firm on her stance despite Callahan's baffled look.

Michael Callahan: Are you honestly telling me that when Level One retires a multimillionaire with one of the best track records in Action Packed Wrestling that he's not going to have anything to appreciate?

Sally Talfourd: It's not all about the money, Michael. There's a lot more to life than-

Michael Callahan: -don't try and tell me there's more to life than money. Without money, there is no life. None of the things we have in our lives can we truly appreciate without the almighty dollar bill.

Sally Talfourd: If you interrupt me again I will not hesitate to walk out on this show.

Callahan scoffs at the suggestion and swings his arm out as if he's serving her the option of leaving.

Michael Callahan: Please, be my guest and leave. I'm the Suicidal Champion. I could sell out Madison Square Garden by stripping down to a pair of speedo and doing cartwheels and the windmill for several hours. You on the other hand? Nobody wants to see you in this ring, or anywhere for that matter. You're just a dried up has been who can't simply face the fact that her “glory era” if you can call it that is well and truly over. It's not the L1 and Happy Ending show any more sweetums. It's all about me now, Michael Callahan. I may not be Undisputed Champion but I know for a fact that I could put you out to pasture if I wanted to!

And with that both of them stand up and engage in a tense staredown, going nose to nose with a heated glare as Callahan's arrogance and Sally's passiveness simply can no longer coexist. Sally looks outraged about simply how abrasive Callahan is being and Callahan wants the opportunity to back up his threats and slap Talfourd back down to reality. However before the fisticuffs come out Sally Talfourd decides to be the bigger person and turns, leaving the set of On the Grill behind her. Michael Callahan waves his arms about in disgust.

Michael Callahan: What the Hell do you think you are doing? This is my show! You don't just walk out on my show-on second thoughts. Get out! Get your waste of space hollow shell of a body out of my ring.

Sally Talfourd climbs out of the ring. Callahan follows her and puts one leg out through the ropes, leaning over the top with a microphone in hand to continue to hurl abuse at the host of Happy Ending TV as she leaves.

Michael Callahan; Yeah that's right, you go! Walk back up that entrance ramp! You could do with the exercise! All the time spent not getting beaten down by Level One like the dog you are has lead to quite the accruing of pounds in the old weight department wouldn't you say? Huh? Answer me Talfourd, ANSWER ME!

The crowd continue to boo and jeer Callahan's taunting words as Sally simple drops her head down not wanting to look back or show herself getting provoked by the stinging rhetoric of Callahan. The scene ends as Sally walks towards the curtain, takes one look back at Callahan and then leaves to a crescendo of booing from the audience while a smirking Callahan simply waves her goodbye.

Nailz: That Callahan sure is a piece of work, disrespecting Sally like that! Still, after the break, it's Main Event time in the Asylum! Don't miss it!

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Stenfelder: The following is our MAIN EVENT and it is scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first, he is the APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION and come to us from HOUSTON, TX! He is your special guest referee for the evening, "The Influence" JASON KAASSHH!!

As the theme for Monday Night Football begins to play and the rap beat merges in and begins to thump, pulsing the heads of fans filling the arena, Jason Kash steps out from the back as the music spills out vibrating the arena as fans get to their feet. His World Title safetly wrapped around his waist as he steps to the center of the Entrance Ramp. Kash leans forward and slaps the metal stage three quick taps and then puts his two fingers to his mouth, hits the "Air Joint" as do all his fans.

Two puffs and his arms shoot up above him as the fans let out a chant of "LIGHT. IT.UP". Kash heads to the ring, touching air joints with a few fans leaning over the guard railing. He gets to ringside, pulls off the APW World Heavyweight Title and leaps up, feet landing onto the ringside apron. He dips into the ropes and throws his World Title and Arms into the air as he stands to the center of the ring. Handing the belt to the referee, he waits for the bell.

Stenfelder: Introducing first, he is the 2012 SURVIVE & CONQUER WINNER! He hails from Brixton, London, England!! He is "THE BRITISH YOUTH" ALIOTH STAARRREE!!!!

Alioth comes to the entry way as the trickling sound ascends into Edward Shearmur's 'Grand Central'. Lights fill the ceiling as the stars in the night sky and Starre then walks along the aisle toward the ring. He climbs the small staircase into the ring and there he awaits his opponent, or the match to follow.

"Survival of the Sickest" by saliva plays. after a few seconds, Knuckles walks out and stares at the crowd. he grins, shakes his head and storms down to the ring. he takes off his silk shirt, italian hat and gold chains and hops around in the corner with a look of hatred ready to attack.

Stenfelder: And from The Bronx, New York, he is the majority shareholder in Donkey Punch and the number 1 contender to the world heavyweight title at Rasslemania, JOHNNY KNUCKLESSSSSSSSS!

Beckett: He's right. Stenfelder is absolutely right and I'm sure that's a fact nobody needed reminding of. Knuckles is number one contender, will Jason Kash remain completely unbiased?

Main Event
Alioth Starre vs. Johnny Knuckles

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Before Kash has even called for the bell Knuckles is charging on the warpath laying into The British Youth with a series of violent boots to the ribs followed by a fore arm to the back of the head hunching the Survive and Conquer winner in the corner looking to cower up and defend himself against the brawler. When Kash gets involved and pushes Knuckles back away from the corner allowing Starre to recuperate he quickly finds himself ducking a Clothesline attempt as Starre gets a flying start out of the corner bringing Knuckles crashing to the floor followed by an immediate knee bar. Kash gets in position to count a submission but the tough as nails Knuckles starts clubbing his way out of it.

Nailz: This match is off to an explosive start, Knuckles and Starre are both brawlers but who will come out on top? We've seen what Knuckles can do as one of the most important brawlers in the history of APW but let's not forget how Starre managed to beat him at Survive and Conquer, a burning thought which I'm sure will be lingering in their minds.

Beckett: Pound for pound, nobody can swing their fists harder in this company than Knuckles but all those hard knocks to the head he's taken over the years has left him... Iunno, a little slow? Starre seems to have his wits about him.

The match continues as both men are now on their feet. Knuckles is back on the offence having hit a snap suplex with all the zest you could possibly ask for, slamming his opponent hard onto the mat. Knuckles then went right after him with some repeated elbow drops right to the heart. Yet the creepy thing was is that while he was laying in all this offence on a hapless Alioth Starre he wasn't focusing on his current opponent but actually staring straight at referee Jason Kash which is both disturbing and infuriating for the referee who simply rolls his eyes at him. Having completed a triple series of elbows to the ribs he walks right up to Knuckles and gets right up in his face.

Knuckles: That's going to be you at Rasslemania. You got that?

Nailz: The brash Johnny Knuckles mouthing off to his Rasslemania opponent, trying to get into his head. Kash seems utterly unfazed by the trash talk though.

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Johnny Knuckles powers out and no sooner has he he immediately starts levying accusations at Kash accusing him of fast counts and distracting him but despite the best attempts of the Donkey Punch spokesman to get a rise out of the referee Kash keeps his head and ignores him. Starre carries on is offence hitting a shin breaker going right back after that offence on the knee. There's another kneebar involved at this point but it's so close to the ropes that it seems pointless. Kash starts to count but Starre holds on, insisting to the referee that he has 'til five to break the hold. At the count of four he promptly lets go of the treestump leg of Knuckles and drags him back out to the centre of the ring attempting another hold to weaken the legs but Knuckles boots him away.

Beckett: Classic counters here and you gotta' be feeling that the repeated assault on Knuckles is taking its toll!

Knuckles gets up and Starre tries to brawl with the New Yorker but after another failed surprise clothesline attempt, Starre finds himself the unwilling recipient of a free Donkey Punch, after a proud roar of a “HEE HAW!” Starre crashes to the floor in a heap, clutching his head in agony. Even Kash can't help but be a little impressed by the knockout blow to the back of the head. Knuckles rolls Starre onto his back and hooks both legs, once again staring at the referee as he makes the pin mouthing “This is going to be you”.

Nailz: He's spent so long focusing on the referee rather than his opponent. You gotta' think this one would be over by now if Knuckles just got his head in the game and put Starre out to rest.
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Once again Knuckles takes occasion and this time accuses him of a slow count, an unfair allegation as Kash has been playing it by the book so far. Standing in the corner, he raises his fist for another Hee Haw roar as Starre gets to his feet and again Starre finds himself once again the victim of Donkey Punch however he grabs a hold of Starre before he collapses to the floor and quickly throws him out over the top rope sending him flying to the floor. Starre slowly hauls himself off the mat as Knuckles takes aim and Kash starts to count out. Knuckles bounces off the back ropes taking a run up before in true Chris Benoit style sends himself hurtling through the ropes at 300 miles an hour with a Suicide Dive only to get side-stepped by Starre who deliberately pushes his head down sending him skull first into the steel guard rail to an ovation from the fans.

Beckett: Oh my God, this match is awesome! Did you see the way that Knuckles head bounced off that rail? A guy could go doolally after an injury like that!

Kash is shown cringing at the car wreck scene and an instant replay in slow-motion shows the beautiful way in which his head just snaps back on impact from the miss. Starre takes exception to the abuse he's sustained so far and throws Knuckles back into the ring with authority. Starre following suite waits for a wounded “Survivor” Knuckles to start getting up and this time he lets out a Hee Haw of his own, wanting to dish out a little punishment back to Knuckles. Knuckles is absolutely unaware as Starre charges towards him looking to hit that big right hand but as if by second sight he dives out the way of the shot avoiding the punch but unfortunately Kash isn't as unfortunate, taking a shot which sends the guest referee crashing to the mat. When Knuckles and Starre run into each other there's a brief scuffle and suddenly Starre is locking in another kneebar but only this time he transitions into the Four Star Mary, which after the repeated abuse Knuckles has sustained he's immediately tapped to.

Beckett: That's it. Starre continues his incredible undefeated streak but-wait, where's Kash?

Nailz: He's out, y'know that shot hurt him! Look at him in the corner there. He's dazed as Hell!

After holding onto the hold for sometime, Starre finally breaks the submission when he realises that no bell is ringing and Kash hasn't recorded the submission. He goes to check on Kash who's in the corner, clutching a jaw and a swelling lip. Alioth grabs him and helps him up to his feet, pointing at Knuckles and making hand gestures which says “I just made him tap out!” Kash, nursing a now bloody lip suddenly snaps and kicks Starre in the stomach before laying him out with a UTI to a mixed reaction from the fans. This of course brings a titanic grin to the face of Knuckles who immediately puts a boot on the chest of the downed British Bruiser and Kash makes a quick pin to end it.
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Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Johnny Knuckles!

Beckett: Well I can't say I saw that coming! Kash remained impartial throughout the match but in the end he just couldn't control his temper when Starre accidentally punched him in the face.

Nailz: Are you for real? That was a blatant punch. Starre wants that strap just as much if not more than Knuckles does. That was totally on purpose.

Beckett: Maybe, maybe not but for all we know Knuckles has shown why he's number one contender, beating the man who beat the champ himself just two weeks ago. Knuckles now has a ton of momentum going into the show of shows!

Kash looks to leave the ring without raising Knuckles' arm. However, before he can leave, Knuckles grabs a hold of his shoulder, demanding that he get his arm raised!

Knuckles: Raise my arm! I earned it!

Kash just shakes his head, and turns back towards the ropes, turning his back on his RassleMania opponent. This enrages Knuckles, and in a split second, he nails Kash with a Donkey Punch right to the back of the head! Kash goes spilling through the ropes to the arena floor, and the fans are booing Knuckles mercilessly! Knuckles just glares down at Kash, yelling at him.

Knuckles: You should have raised my arm you douche!

Nailz: That was uncalled for on Knuckles' part! Sure, Kash wasn't showing professionalism, but to flat out jump him from behind. This feud is getting really ugly, really quick! Folks, that's all the time we have for you tonight! We'll see you in one week for the Tap Out Challenge Special, right here on the Food Network!

APW Asylum comes to a close with Johnny Knuckles just staring at the downed Kash from inside the ring. The APW logo and copyright flash across the bottom of the screen as it fades to black.