the Asylum | Sunday Results
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the Joe Louis Arena, Detroit, Michigan
February 4th 2001
Second Thoughts
“Crap, Crap Crap Crap Fiddlesticks CRAP!”. The Camera’s
were backstage pre-show with Chris Credible, who stood squinting in disbelief
at the booking sheet which hung from the wall. “Jon Spratt?” he exclaimed.
“Haha, your dead Chris.” A nearbye
crew worker laughed.
“Shut up you moron. Hmmmm,
think…think.” Credible tapped the side of his head in attempt to think. “Bing!
Got it, Chris Credible, tonight….you will not fight!”. Credible paused. Before
looking around to make sure there were no other people present.
“Im a poet, and I don’t know it!”
“Haha, you wuss” Exclaimed the
crew worker, who popped from around the corner.
“Crapo” Credible finished, before
walking down the corridor.
Opening
One week and One day after the explosive Carnage Pay Per View, Asylum's Sunday show hit the air in the jam packed Joe Louis Arena, The previous week had seen Pete Borst return and capture the Asylum Championship,
Griff Truxell defend his T.V. title, as well as Joey Gunn costing his brother Tommy a match with Graphic Violence, as Sunday hit the air, there was a tension, and a lot of scores to be settled.
Die: Part 1
"Yeah, we really showed him at Carnage, didn't we?"Said Killjoy over his
cell phone. He sounded very pleased of himself. His double chin bounced up
and down as he laughed, "Haha."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the
door. "Come in,"Killjoy stated. Unfortunately, the man who walked
in would be Killjoy's worst nightmare: Boomer McAugust.With a Louisville
slugger in one hand, and a blindfold in the
other.
"Boomer...wha...what are you doing here?"
"What the fuck do
you think I'm doing here?!" Boomer snapped back. Then raised the bat over his
head and swung at Killjoy. Killjoy was barely able to dodge it.But as
Killjoy turned around, he got hit in the gut with it, then over the back of
the head. Killjoy was out cold.
"Oh...you're going to have a good time
tonight," Boomer said sarcastically, as the screen faded to another area of the Joe Louis Arena.
Plan B
“Tum De Dum Dum Dum.” The camera’s were backstage again,
Chris Credible was attempting to mingle with the crew workers, he casually
strolled into a crowd of them, and sat.
“Cough, Anyone here want to fight
Jon Spratt?”
Within five seconds, ever single
sane crew worker had left the area.
“Curse you, you wusses!”
Credible turned, to see one crew
worker still sat close by.“You there, Idiot!” Credible
roared.
“Me?” the Crewman replied.
“Do you see anyone else nearbye?”
Credible stated.
“Um, you?” The crew worker went on.
“Shut Up!, now…..*ahem* Do you
want to fight Jon Spratt?”
“Really?”
“No not really” Credible replied,
as a look of dissapointment came across the crew workers face.
“Of course really you idiot! Now,
will you fight him or not?”
“YEAH!” The crew worker said with
some enthuisiasm.
“Hah, fool…..I mean! Then so be
it! I shall inform Michelle Campbell at once that due to my….toe injury,
you….Crew Worker…”
“Can I be called Dominator?”
“Yes, now, as I was saying,
you….Dominator, shall be facing Jon Spratt tonight.”
“Awesome, because like, you
know….Im really hardcore and stu…”
The crew worker now known as “the
Dominator” looked up, to see that Chris Credible had gone, he then continued to
go about his business, as the show went back to the arena.
Die: Part 2
The camera's were once again busy backstage to find Killjoy tied up to a pole in the
boiler room, with a blindfold over his eyes, bleeding from his
forehead.
"Boomer, you're being obsessed."
"Obsessed, I'M
OBSESSED!? You stepped into my world bitch, and I told you that you would
NEVER get out. Do you understand?"
"Boomer..."
"SHUT THE FUCK
UP!"
Boomer smacked Killjoy in the ribs with the bat,Blood was drooling out of his mouth.
Boomer
screamed, "DO YOU THINK I WAS FUCKING KIDDING KILLJOY?! DO
YOU!?!"
"No, I didnt think you were Kidding."
Killjoy exclaimed
"Oh really?" Asked
Boomer. However he didn't give Killjoy a chance to answer, as he slammed the
bat into Killjoy's ribs again. Killjoy screamed in agony.Boomer
laughed.
"Look at you...you're a bloody mess! How about a little swim
to clean you up?"
The scene fades out to the next match as Boomer
laughs maniacally.
'The Legend' Jon Spratt Vs the Dominator
“Ice, Ice, Baby” by Vanilla Ice
played throughout the Joe Louis arena, and the full house murmered in confusion
as to who was about to make an entrance, indeed, that entrant was a newcomer, a
ring crew worker to be precise, or ‘The Dominator’ as he earlier claimed to be.
Dominator walked through the curtains to little if no response, he made his way
down to the ring, attempting a failing a few high fives on the way, he stood in
the ring with a mile wide smile on his face, as “Bombtrack” by Rage Against the
Machine played, and the crowd stood on their feet, ‘The Legend’ Jon Spratt
walked through the curtains, with a box under his arm, which he lay on the
steps as he strolled up them on the way to the Asylum, he stepped in and Gave
Dominator an Ice cold stare as the crowd hushed, Dominator extended a hand, as
a sportsman like gesture, only to receive a fist in the mouth from Jon Spratt,
who punched him half way across the ring, following up with a running knee to
the face, Dominator attempted to roll away, but Spratt continued the assault,
kicking and punching Dominator repeatedly, before picking him up and body
pressing him neck first into the rim of the Asylum, Dominator rolled around in
pain, but as Spratt picked him up again, he managed to strike a low blow, and in
a moment of story like proportion, mounted the rim of the Asylum, flipping off
with a Senton Bomb to the Standing Spratt!
Who promptly caught Dominator, and
dropped him on his head with the Legend Bomb, knocking him out for the win!
Spratt looked down at the out cold
Dominator, before beginning to walk away, little did he know that his match was
merely the calm before the storm.
Linkin Parks’ “Paper Cut” played
through the arena, as Spratt’s recent attacked known now as Kin made his way
down the ramp, Spratt waved him on as Kin entered the Asylum and the two began
to exchange vicious blows, Spratt was beaten down in the early seconds, as Kin
began to lift him for a ‘Mercy Kill’ reverse Death Valley Driver, however
Spratt countered, gouging Kin in the eyes, and ramming his head into the rim of
the Asylum, before reaching for something he had vowed to use should Kin show
up.
A Medieval Mace!
Spratt brought out the mace from a box at
Ringside, before swinging it at the head of Kin! Who ducked at the last minute,
however Spratt used the momentum, spinning, and whacking the Mace into Kin’s
back! The spikes pierced Kin’s skin as he rolled away, Spratt took another
swing but hit the mesh, and dropped the mace, Kin retaliated, seemingly
uncaring for the number of large holes in his back, he landed a series of blows
to Spratt’s head, but upon running at Spratt, found Spratt dodging, Kin went
over the Asylum and to the outside, as Spratt measured a run up, and
ran….leaping over the rim of the Asylum and bodypressing Kin! The crowd gasped,
as the two continued to punish each other up the ramp, and to the back!
Past, Present, Future: Part 1
Reno exited his '94 Grand Prix SE and slowly paced to the popped trunk. His
eyes fixated on the contents as he pulled out his kit bag and slammed the
trunk shut. The night was cold but the Joe Louis Arena stood out
perfectly.
"So this is it..."
Reno's words sounded off as
he began to walk baby steps that slowly turned into confident
strides.
"Tonight's my night...You can do it Reno..Just stay
focu...."
"YOU SUCK!!!"
Reno hesitated a step and then
continued his walk without even looking up. The fan sounded like every other
prick in Detroit so why bother. ZaC appeared from Reno's black jacket and
gazed out sleepily.
"Go back to sleep bud, we're not there
yet."
ZaC didn't change his eye's fixation, just pulled his head back
inside of Reno's jacket as Reno zipped it up.
"FREAK!!! YOU'RE
GONNA LOSE TO A BITCH TONIGHT!!!HAHA!"
Figures...He had plenty of fans,
but it seemed that he had even more enemies. He was used to being told off
or made fun of, his eyes were enough to freak out a horror picture writer
and his hair's natural bright red color didn't help his appearance. He'd
tried to die his hair more than once, only seing that it made his hair fall
out. This fan was no different from the rest of the fans who ridiculed him
nightly.
"Just...Keep...Walking..."
Deicide Vs Tommy Gunn
Tommy Gunn appears at the top of the entrance ramp, slouched over slightly.
He walks forward as the crowd cheers on until Deicide comes into view with a
large pipe and bitch whips Gunn. Cheers turned to jeers as Deicide whips
Gunn violently until flipping him over and he began choking him. Referees
tended to the situation and tried to separate the two men. After a hassle,
the pipe is sent to the ground and both men were brought to the Asylum and
the referee started the match officially.
Deicide got the upper
hand immediately as he rammed his elbow into Gunn's throat and then kicked
his legs out. Gunn fell hard to the mat and rolled away in pain as Deicide
smiled evily until receiving a low blow by Gunn. The crowd roared in aproval
as Gunn got to his feet and landed a perfect Gordbuster backbreaker. Gunn
picked up Deicide and planted him again with a Death Valley Bomb. Gunn got
to his knees and told the ref to
count.
1...
2...
3...
4...
Deicide got up
quickly and received a stunning superkick that sent him into the barrier.
Gunn then charged at him with a clothesline, but Deicide ducked and flipped
Gunn over the top. Gunn barely held on as Deicide fell to his knees and
tried to catch up with himself. Gunn delivered a simple neck breaker to a
surprised Deicide and began to beat him head into the mat
repeatedly.
The crowd was on their feet when Gunn raised Deicide
and hit The Recoil.They chanted "GUNN GUNN GUNN GUNN!!". The ref started
his count as Tommy Gunn raised his arms in
celebration.
1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...
8...
9...
POWERSLAM! Deicide somehow got right up and perfectly took Gunn back down to
the ground. He then locked on an Achilles Tendon Hold, but Gunn wouldn't
give. Deicide put more pressure......Nothing. Gunn refused to tap and
grabbed ahold of the ref, still refusing. Suddenly!
F*** Dying" by Ice Cube feat. Korn begins to play on the p.a., but both Deicide
and ignore it, as its not any of the Asylum superstars entrance music,
Hypnosis bursts out of the entranceway on his motorcycle and a steel chair under
his right arm. He crouches on the seat, and accelerates as fast as he can.
Deicide turns as he hears the motorcycle over the fans, but its too late.
Hypnosis jumps, Steel chair in hands. And connects with
the chair on his head Deicide falls back with a thud, as Hypnosis quickly gets back onto his bike and makes an exit. Deicide slowly stumbles to his feet from the massive blow, but has lost track of Gunn who
was right behind him! THE
RECOIL!!!
1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...
8...
9...
10!!!!!!!
The crowd went nuts as Tommy Gun by The Clash blared for the first time in
the night and Tommy Gunn celebrated in the Asylum, however, his celebration was short lived.
Joey Gunn.
The massive Joey Gunn came from nowhere, dragging Tommy out of the Asylum and backstage as the camera's followed.
Brotherly Love
The backstage area of the arena was pretty quiet at this time. Most of the
fighters were in their dressing rooms, and so only the odd member of staff
wandered the hallways. Like a tranquil landscape ruined by the sound of a
shotgun taking out a bird, however, the peace was about to be
shattered.
A door burst open, as a stumbling Tommy Gunn appeared in the
frame. Following him, his massive physique dwarfing Tommy's, was his brother
Joey Gunn, and close behind him was their father Joseph, hobbling along as fast
he could on his cane, yelling encouragement at Joey.
The beating had not
ended with Joey's attack on Tommy during his match with Deicide, and Joey was
now stalking his brother through the arena. Strangely though, Tommy, though he
was desperately trying to escape Joey's clutches, was not fighting
back.
Tommy fell to one knee, quickly glancing behind him to see how far
ahead he was, and then staggering back up. However Joey picked up speed, grabbed
Tommy, and using a combination of his raw power, and the momentum of both men,
he hurtled Tommy down the corridor like a javelin, smashing him into a door
which almost came off it's hinges from the impact.
Falling through the
doorway, Tommy scraped his head along the concrete floor. He had no time to rest
however, and tried to shake the stars and get moving again. He noticed they were
now in the parking garage, and hoped to be able to reach his rental car and
escape before Joey could do anymore considerable damage. One thing was for sure
- Tommy was not going to fight back.
Tommy again clambered to his feet,
as Joey marched along behind him, with Joseph yelling at his eldest son, like a
devil on his shoulder.
Tommy ran, his head pounding, past lines of
vehicles, looking for his car. He thought he saw it out of the corner of his
eye, but had gone past it. Tommy turned around to go back a few steps. .
.
BAM!
Tommy was met with a running boot to the face from Joey,
causing him to snap backwards and crash to the concrete floor. Blood immediately
spurted from Tommy's nostrils, as Joey and Joseph stood over
him.
"Chokeslam." said Joseph, softly, as if what he had just said was
something trivial.
Joey obediently grabbed his brother by the head and
dragged him to his feet, then wrapped one huge hand around his throat, lifted
him into the air, and slammed him down with a devastating chokeslam on the
concrete. Tommy's head bounced off the ground like a basketball.
Joseph
looked disgusted. He kicked Tommy a few times in the side of the
head.
"Come on! Git up!"
Tommy just lay there, semi-conscious, his
eyes rolling up in their sockets as he struggled to stop himself from passing
out. Joseph shook his head.
"Ye make me sick! Nae son o' mine wid jis'
lay doon an' git tha shite kicked oot o' 'im."
Joseph stopped, and with a
sneer, suddenly spat on his son.
"Fight back ya wee
shitebag!"
Tommy coughed and wiped some of the blood away from under his
nose.
"Naw. Ah cannae. Ah'll never fight ye." Tommy
mumbled.
Joseph was outraged. He motioned to Joey, and then pointed to a
glass window at a ticket boot nearby. Joey nodded, and grabbed a handful of
Tommy's hair, then began to drag him along the ground by his folicles. Tommy
screamed in pain as he was roughly pulled at, but had no strength to escape, and
would not try to retaliate.
Joey stopped, and quickly threw Tommy's head
backwards, which hit the concrete with a sickening thud. Tommy's older brother
then pulled him to his feet, and prepared to launch him into the
air.
"Please. . . naw! Oh God naw!"
Tommy was sent flying, and
smashed through the glass, into the booth and landed badly on a chair, before
dropping to the floor, his body contorted in quite possibly the most
uncomfortable position possible. Shards of glass flew everywhere. They littered
the booth, and pierced Tommy's skin all over, particularly on his forehead where
the initial contact had split open a nasty gash, which now gushed blood. The red
stuff ran down Tommy's head and into his eyes. Everything seemed to freeze as he
lay there in agony.
And then the door slid open.
Joey once again
yanked Tommy up off the ground, smashing him into the door on the other side,
and leading him through into another section of the garage, but Tommy managed to
get free of his grip, and darted off round a corner, only to find himself next
to a large truck which blocked his escape.
Within a second, Joey had
caught Tommy again. Before he could react, Tommy was suddenly launched into the
air. CRACK! His head collided with the brick wall, and he crashed back to earth,
slumping against the truck.
Now Joey grabbed him again, and smashed his
face into the side mirror of the truck, which consequently smashed and fell to
bits. Tommy fell back down, his head and nose bleeding like hell.
Joey
looked at Joseph, with a look that asked if this slaughter was over. Joseph
shook his head.
Again Tommy was snatched up, ran with. . . and now thrown
at a nearby parked car.
SMASH!
The windscreen shattered as Tommy
was thrown into it, with yet more broken glass eating into his flesh. Gunn was
sprawled out, lifeless, on the car.
Again Joey looked to his father for a
nod of approval. But Joseph was still not satisfied.
Grabbing Tommy and
dragging him off the car, Joey moved with a purpose towards two large green
double doors. He kicked the doors open to reveal a long flight of stairs, and
without any hesitation, flung Tommy into the air.
Bump, bump, bump, bump,
bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump.
Tommy tumbled
over and over, violently hitting his head and back off every step of the long
staircase. Finally his battered and bloody carcass came to rest at the bottom,
where he curled up in the fetal position and clutched at his stomach, coughing
up blood.
A swarm of officials quickly hit the scene and surrounded
Tommy. At the top of the stairs, Joey and Joseph exchanged glances, then two
cold smiles, before walking off.
The various staff members continued to
tend to Tommy for a good few minutes, before he regained consciousness. He was
helped onto his feet, and even his groggy, bloody, half-dead state, came up with
a classic Tommy Gunn line. Ever the movie buff, Tommy yelled out a famous phrase
from the boxing film Raging Bull.
"You didn't knock me down
Joey!"
With that, he doubled over, coughing up more blood, while his
helpers assisted him to a medical room.
Mikey Riggs Vs Tommy Silence
 
‘Welcome to the Jungle " by guns and roses plays as the fans Pop. Mikey Riggs
walks tout to an ovation from the fans as he slaps a few hands before walking
into the cage. The lights dim for a moment and strobelights flicker as "Dragula"
by rob Zombie begins to blast. Silence walks out as the fans boo him before he
can even spit in a fan’s face Riggs has tackled him and goes to work on his face
with furious punches. The crowd gets into it as Riggs has busted Silence’s lip
open then pulls him up and hip tosses him up and over the cage into the ring.
Riggs climbs on the top of the cage and as silence gets up Riggs with a missile
dropkick. Riggs is on fire as he grabs Silence and takes a knee to the gut and
Silence with a sharp DDT. Silence wipes his mouth and stands up slowly. Silence
picks up Riggs and after a few shots to the gut and then T-bone suplexes Riggs
to the mat.
Silence walks over to the side of the ring and reaches down to a rope ties to
the side of the cage. He pulls on the rope which was attached a bag hidden on
the side of the announcer’stable. Silence pulls up the bag and opens it, it
contains a small spool of barbed wire and a small step stool. Silence smiles as
he wraps the wire around the stepstool. Silence also has a whip of wire that he
sits on the side. Silence grabs the bottom of the stepstool and as Riggs gets up
he gets hit with the wire wrapped stool splitting him open slightly. Riggs drops
back as Silence goes to work cutting into the flesh of Riggs with the wire..
riggs grimaces in pain as he tries to force the wire away. Finally Riggs gets
the wire from his face and manages to get to his feet as he wipes the blood from
his eyes. Silence throws the stool but Riggs is able to duck it and go right at
silence. Riggs with a spear on silence nearly taking him out of his boots. Riggs
then walks over to the corner and grabs a hold of the barbed wire whip that was
sitting there and begins lashing into Silence like a man possessed. Riggs
continues to wail away with the whip and finally pulls up Silence and plants him
with a release fisherman’s buster. Riggs is on fire as he grabs a hold of the
stool he sets the stool down and pulls up Silence with a puling piledriver
headfirst into the stool. Silence is sliced open as the blood begins to flow.
Riggs smiles as Silence gets up and the broken stool is still tangled around his
head. Silence manages to eventually gets the barbed wire free from his face.
Riggs waits as silence is distracted with the wire and runs him down with a
vicious lariat then he grabs the wire and again whips silence cutting up his
arms and the side of his face.
Riggs pulls up Silence as he is staggered, Riggs lifts him up for the
inverted DVD and as he spins one of Silence’s legs hits the ref knocking him
down. Riggs plants Silence with the "Big Rig". Riggs celebrates as he thinks
that he has the match won.. suddenly a woman known as "Demonica" walks to the
ring. Riggs see her and goes to cut her off but she throws powder into his face,
Riggs staggers blinded into a superkick from Silence then silence locks in the
full nelson camel clutch known as the "Silent Treatment". The ref finally comes
to and see Riggs locked in the silent treatment and unconscious he then calls
for the bell. Silence releases the hold, and he and Demonica leave as the camera's once again move out of the arena.
Die: Part 3
The scene comes back with Killjoy in the back of Boomer McAugust's rental
Neon. Boomer was driving at least 90 mph. Killjoy was still blindfolded. His
face was covered in blood.
"Boomer I'm sorry that..."
"How many
times do I have to tell you Killjoy? SHUT...The...FUCK...UP! Jesus
Christ."
"Listen you. Whatever you do, my lawyer's will be all over
you like stink on shit...you...you..."
"Okay, we're
here."
"Where?"
"The bridge! Dumb ass..." Boomer exclaimed with
a little chuckle. "Stupid idiot."
They pulled off on the side of the
bridge, as a river lay flowing gently below. Boomer McAugust grabbed
a rope out of the car, and tied Killjoy's hands behind his back. Boomer
laugh insanely. He took the blind fold off of Killjoy's eyes.
"What
are we doing here?" Asked Killjoy.
"Ha.." Boomer laughed. "I think you
already know.
A look of sheer terror came across the face of
Killjoy as the scene faded.
Graphic Violence Vs Koji Tamura
 
Offspring’s “Staring at the Sun” played as ‘Eclipse’ Koji
Tamura steadily made his way down to the ring, Koji got a good reaction from
the crowd, as they were looking for him to defeat the recently unstoppable
Graphic Violence, Koji reached the ring and began to warm up for his match,
suddenly the words of “Last Resort” by Papa Roach played, enough to send the
crowd into a frenzy of Boo’s, the man who just one week ago fought in a brutal
match with Tommy Gunn stepped out through the curtains, his right knee sporting
a knee Brace, he walked down to the ring with a rather heavy limp, as he stared
through Koji Tamura, and broke the somewhat familiar sadistic smile, which
clearly un-nerved Koji, GV continued his walk to the ring, as he took a second
to stare past Koji at Asylum commentator CaLLous, whom he had somewhat of a
skirmish with at the Carnage Pay Per View, GV then entered the ring, But Koji
was swift, with a running baseball slide that allowed him to kick GV’s injured knee
from beneath him, GV hit the ground clutching his Knee, as Koji began to stomp
relentlessly at the knee, desperately trying to kepp GV down, GV got to a semi
crouched position, But Koji picked up his knee, and Drove in into the ground,
before continuing the procedure another two times, Koji continued the assault
on the knee, lifting and locking it over the rom of The Asylum, as GV hung
precariously, Koji ran and drove his knee into GV’s knee, before GV finally
struggled loose of the hold, Koji then locked in a single leg boston crab,
wrenching the hold as much as possible in an attempt to make GV tap out, GV
then showed the crowd his immense strength, climbing the mesh with his hands,
turning slightly and using his free leg to push Koji half way across the ring,
GV limped, hopping tentatively off the injured leg, he was soon however down
again, as Koji rushed behind him and took his knee out with a chop block, GV
hit the ground again as Koji repeatedly stomped the fragile knee, before
finally tearing at the knee brace, and pulling it off! Koji proceeded to drive
at the knee of GV with the knee brace, causing GV to roll around in pain, GV
rolled up against the mesh in a slumped position, and shocked the crowd, and
Koji Tamura, when he began to laugh insanely, Koji took the knee brace and
swung, but GV kicked with his good foot, sending the knee Brace back into
Koji’s face! Koji fell back clutching his face as GV stood, placing his injured
leg down fully on the ground and smiling from the pain, he took the knee brace,
and drove it into the spine of Koji, before taking his head and whipping him
head first into the mesh, GV then began to stomp Koji, seemingly forgetting
about his injured knee, he picked up Koji, and hit him with a devastating
combo, after whipping him to one side of the mesh, GV followed through, hitting
him with a knee to the ribs, before clothesline whipping Koji, slamming on the
breaks and pulling him into a stiff DDT! Koji lay motionless as GV dropped,
placing him in a crippler crossface submission, the referee checked on Koji,
but before he could come to a decision GV released the hold and began to ram
Koji face first into the ram, before standing and looking around, then he
struck the same grin which in previous weeks had seen him put Joe in a coma,
and Set Tommy Gunn alight, he approached the Asylum door, opening it and
placing Koji Tamura’s head inside, with one sick swing, GV swung the door into
Koji’s head and face, the steel collided with bone as the crowd groaned in
sympathy for Koji, GV smiled again, and with another twisted swing, brought the
door shut on Koji’s face, before pulling back, and driving him a third time, GV
dragged Koji out, and the crowd went into shock, Koji’s eye was amass of black
bruising and blood, as GV dragged him to the center of the ring, and planted
him with Unsuitable for children, the referee instantly called for the end of
the match as EMT’s rushed pash GV to the ring, he meanwhile made his way back
up the ramp as ‘Last Resort’ played, and the EMT’s carefully placed Koji on the
stretcher.
Past, Present, Future: Part 2
Reno pulled his shirt over his head and looked over at his navy blue suit.
It was a stylish attire for wrestling but tonight, he had to move. There
couldn't be any way for him to mess up. He looked down at his loose fit
black jeans and shrugged.
"Works for me..."
He pulled out
a pair of fingerless black gloves and slid them slowly onto
his hands. They
tightened as he made a fist, just how he liked it. Next he
pulled out a
black headband and an arm pad. His left arm had been quite sore as of late
and the doctor had told him to consider the brace, but that made his arm
movementstiff, so he chose the tight black elbow pad instead. Reno slammed
both fists together and breathed deeply inward.
"No turning
back..."
"That's the spirit!"
Reno's heart skipped a beat as
he spun his head around to look at the speaker. It was Joe's wife...Michael
or something. What could she wa-
"You bore me Reno."
Reno's
eyes grew slightly and he let out a slight outward laugh.
"No really
Reno, you fucking bore me out there."
His head
cocked slightly as he opened his mouth a little but nothing came
out. He was
rather shocked at the abruptness.
"Are you stupid?"
"..."
Michelle shook her head and continued...
"If I hear so
much as one 'boring' chant out there, you will be gone.I
mean you're a very good wrestler and all but...you put me to sleep..."
"I...see. I suppose I could like...fly...or something"
"That's better."
Michelle turned around and spoke over her shoulder, "Good luck!"
Reno store at the closed door for a moment before shaking his head in
disbelief.
"bitch..." Reno turned his head towards the kit bag
against the far wall and spoke again ,"ZaC, time to go."
ZaC's head
popped up and they exited for their match...
Pre Match Talk
The camera's quickly move pre-match to the locker room of Nerva, she stood with Schuler by her side as she warmed up, the U.K. title resting on her bag, after a few
moments, she picked up the title and slung it over her shoulder before turning to Schuler.
"Remember, stay here, I dont care what happens out there, just keep back here" Nerva said.
Before Schuler could respond, Nerva walked away.
U.K. Title
Nerva(c) Vs Reno Davis
Give It Up by The Goodmen pops over the arena as fans raise to their feet
and cheer wildly. Reno appears at the top of the entrance ramp with ZaC on
his shoulder as the fans went absolutely nuts. ZaC flew off Reno's shoulder
as he did a cartwheel into a backflip and ZaC landed back on his shoulder as
the crowd cheered louder. Reno walked the rest of the way to the Asylum as
the cheers stayed steady for the young athlete.
Rush by Edwin began
to play over the speakers across the large arena. Nerva appeared at the
entrance and raised her title belt. The crowd elevated their cheers to that
slightly higher than Reno's as she made her way down to the Asylum. Reno
awaited on the far side of the Asylum with ZaC on his shoulder. Nerva jumped
over the barrier and gestured that Reno should bring it all on.
Reno stood slouched against the Asylum with ZaC still on his shoulder as
Nerva got hyped. She threw her belt to the ground and charged at Reno with a
rage. Reno didn't move until she flew at him with a Dragon Kick, But Reno
grabbed her foot and dropped her into a reverse Achilles Lock as ZaC jumped
out of the Asylum. Reno released the hold quickly as Nerva raised back to
her feet and locked up with Reno. A knee to Nerva's gut sent her toppling
over and Reno applied a Front Face Lock that made Nerva struggle a little.
Reno laughed and shoved her to the ground. He picked her up slowly by the
hair and received a snap kick to the side of neck outta nowhere. Nerva then
jumped up and spun around in mid-air, kicking Reno in the face. This sent
him straight into the barrier and gave a strong side kick to Reno's thigh,
almost hyperextending it.
Reno fell onto one knee. Nerva then put
one of her feet onto Reno's knee, grabbed one of Reno's arms and jumped up.
She was still standing on Reno's knee when she took her free foot and kicked
Reno in the face, snapping the neck back. Reno fell backwards into the mesh
and Nerva just stood there, looking at Reno. He slowly got to his feet and
ducked a fast Crescent Kick but received a back kick to the gut that knocked
him back into the barrier again. Reno shook his head and looked into Nerva's
eyes. His look became stern but respectful as he got into a martial arts
stance, much like Nerva's.
The two nodded and Reno snapped out a
fast front kick, turned into a side kick, then he released the other leg
into a back kick that collided with her gut. Nerva flinched but took the
opurtunity and punched Reno in the side of the head, then kicked him in the
side. Reno stepped sideways and kicked Nerva in the side of the neck. He
then put his head under her pit and gave her a Northern Lights Suplex that
sent her into the Barrier. Reno lifted her up a little before locking on the
Goku-Raku Stretch and pulling back hard, making her choke herself out. Reno
pulled without mercy until finally giving a good pull and releasing the
lock. Reno continued the assault as he locked on an STF and pulled back on
Nerva.
She struggled to get out but couldn't. Reno released the hold
and flipped her over. He mounted and raised a fist in the air. He held it
there as Nerva regained her thoughts and saw the opening. Reno lowered the
fist but received a head scissors that sent him on his back. Suddenly however, Nerva hit the ground next to Reno with a thud.
AJ and the Joker had returned.
Reno, who hadnt even seen AJ and the Joker, turned, and locked in the straight Jacket on Nerva, who was unresponsive, as the referee
awarded reno the win! Reno took his newly aquired U.K. title before spotting Aj and the Joker and looking confused, as Reno left, AJ clambered into the Asylum, and he and Joker began to whip Nerva
with their belts, laying kicks to her at the same time, Nerva fought back, low blowing AJ, and kicking him around the head, but Joker proceeded to choke Nerva with his belt, as AJ drew back his fist, several police officers arrived.
Pulling AJ and Joker from the scene, whilst helping up the clearly shaken Nerva, as the camera's flicked backstage to the face of a worried Schuler.
Post match Attack
Schuler stood distraught backstage, fighting with himself on wether or not to go and help Nerva, suddenly he made the decision to go and help Nerva, despite her previous orders, he opened the locker room door,
and was met by a lead pipe, the scene faded to commercial as Schuler hit the floor!
Past, Present, Future: Part 3
Reno limped into his locker room, UK title in his right arm, ZaC on his left
shoulder. Reno wore a smile and threw the title against the wall as he
entered the room. He colapst on a bench and slumped against the wall as ZaC
hopped down onto his knee. He peered at the golden belt that landed beside
Reno.
"We did it ZaC...We finally won one eh?"
Reno
snatched the title and held it out so he and ZaC could see it.
"Something else eh? It's not the top title but it's close enough for me.
We'll make it the best eh?"
ZaC looked at Reno and then back at the
sparkling title in Reno's hand. The road was to this gold title was bumpy,
but ZaC sensed that it wasn't going to get easier from here on out....
T.V. Title
Griff Truxell(c) Vs Kenny Rock
The two met at last Sundays PPV entitled Carnage. And what a match it was,
but Kenny Rock didn't walk away with the title. Griff held on to his
championship, but tonight we're going to see that war all over again. Kenny
gets his second chance to claim the TV title, will tonight be different?
'Basketcase' by Green Day blares over the P.A. system and Kenny Rock begins
to make his way down to the Asylum ring. This time he doesn't wave to the
crowd or crack a smile. Instead he just walks to the ring with ice cold
determination written all over his face. He gets into the Asylum and stand
in the middle of the ring, just waiting. 'Wake Up' by Rage Against the
Machine plays as the Asylum TV Champion makes his way out from the backstage
area. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp with the title around his
waist. He just stares at Kenny Rock as he walks down the ramp. When Griff
gets closer he gives a little chuckle as if to say "must I waste my time
again". It's Carnage all over again.
Kenny wastes no time by
charging at Griff, but Griff is quick to think and takes Kenny down with a
drop toehold. Griff quickly starts to throw punches at the back of Kenny's
head as he sits on his back. Kenny struggles to block but to no avail. Griff
gets up and picks up Kenny's leg into the air and slams his kneecap into the
mat as hard as he can. Griff repeats this process another 4 times before he
lets up. But that is not going to keep Kenny down for long. Kenny manages to
get to his feet, flicks the finger at Griff and the two begin to exchange
lefts and rights. Kenny slowly begins to gain the advantage, staggering
Griff. Kenny takes a boot to the stomach of Griff, which bends Griff over.
Kenny sets him up for a powerbomb and viciously sends Griffs' head bouncing
off the mat. Both men lie on the ground, exhausted. The ref begins to make
the 10 count, but by the time he reaches 7 Kenny had made his way back to
his feet.
Griff, obviously in pain, starts to roll on his side. He is
helped up to his feet by a fistful of hair from Kenny. Kenny then takes the
head of Griff and begins to bounce off the steel railing like it's a
basketball. Kenny then sets Griff up for an irish whip, but it is reversed
and Kenny's back slams into the railing. Kenny screams in pain for just a
brief second before he regains composure and charges at Griff. Griff is
quick to lower his back and deliver a back body drop to Kenny. Kenny hits
the mat hard and Griff drops to one knee. Griff checks his brow to see if
he's bleeding but he's not. Griff then turns around and begins to just kick
the rib area of Kenny numerous times. Griff then drops to his knees and
applies a chokehold on Kenny. Kenny gasps for air, then rakes the eyes of
Griff so that the hold is released. Griff is holding his face, Kenny gets to
his feet breathing rather heavily before sending his elbow crashing into the
spine of Griff. Kenny quickly turns things around by applying a pile driver
on Griff. Kenny brings Griff up, and sends him into the steel railing. He
charges in with a lariat, and then begins to go to work on Griff, hitting
him with a series of lariats while trapped up against the cage.
Griff finally slumps out, and Kenny decides to permanently ground Griff
by working on the leg. He lifts it up, and slams it into the canvas
repeatedly before bringing Griff to his feet. Kenny grabs his leg, and
brings him down with a dragon screw. He then repeatedly stomps on the leg,
and sets up the legs and applies an indian deathlock, a painful hold that
works especially on the legs. Kenny falls back on the legs repeatedly trying
to take the wheels out of the TV Champion, and Griff is screaming in pain.
Griff is close to tapping out, but he doesn't which frustrates Kenny and the
hold is released. Kenny takes this opportunity to size up Griff and attempt
a clothesline, but Griff manages to duck and catches Kenny turning around
with a series of jabs, followed by a European uppercut which sends Kenny
back against the cage. He then catches Kenny coming off the cage with a
clothesline of his own. Griff leaps onto Kenny with a splash, and just
begins to unleash a furry of fists to the face. He waits for Kenny to get
up, and brings him down with a beautiful dropkick, but hurts his own leg in
the process.
After a moment to recover, he attempts to throw Kenny out
of the cage, but Kenny gets a foot up on the railing. Griff is quick to
think before Kenny can pull off a move, and takes him down with a snap
suplex. He holds on, and executes another. Again he holds on, and brings
Kenny down for a third time, before going to the head and applying a dragon
sleeper. Kenny has nowhere to go. Griff is confident that he's about to keep
is TV title, and loosens his hold briefly to make a particular gesture to
the booing fans. Kenny takes this opportunity and quickly gathers his
strength, slowly standing up with Griff still on him, unable to let go as
Kenny grabs him and drapes him over his shoulder. Kenny then drops Griff
with an emerald fusion maneuver, taking out Griff. Griff staggers to his
feet as Kenny gets up, and Kenny kicks for Griffs' leg. However, Griff
catches his leg, spins him around, and grabs his head from behind. Griff is
about to finish Kenny off with a reverse DDT, but he wasn't expecting a
visitor.
Memphis.
Memphis comes running down to the ring with a
chair in hand. He stands on the outside, and calls for Griff. Griff looks
confused, but his initial thought was that Memphis was going to give him the
chair. So Griff moved closer, and down he went. Memphis unleashed a vicious
chair shot to the head of Griff, which sent Griff tumbling like a tone of
bricks. Kenny quickly applies a 'crippler crossface' on Griff. Griff's body
is limp, and the ref determines that he's no long able to compete. The ref
gets the TV title and hands it to Kenny Rock, who has defeated Griff Truxell
via knockout in 20 minutes 3 seconds. It was definitely Carnage all over
again, but this time Kenny Rock is the one holding the title.
Die: Part 4
Boomer grabbed the baseball bat, and asked a question
many do not get a
chance to answer.
"What do you want on your tombstone?"
Killjoy
responded, "Um....pepperoni and cheese?" He laughed. Boomer couldn't
understand it. After what he put Killjoy through, Killjoy was still
joking.
Boomer smacked the baseball bat across the side of
Killjoy's
head, breaking the bat! Killjoy went into a state of unconsciousness. Boomer
grabbed his cell phone and called a number.
"Hey, Joe! Yeah,
ah...nothing much bro. Hey, you better call some paramedics down here, yeah,
we're at the bridge..you know...the one just off the interstate...yeah,
that's it. But you better send them. Because Killjoy, there's a possibility
that if he doesn't get some help soon; well...he just might die!" Click.
Boomer hung the phone up.
"Haha."
Boomer lifted the battered body
of Killjoy up, all 300 something pounds, and set him up on the guard rail
of the bridge. The tied up, beaten and battered body of Killjoy.
"Bye Bye...Bitch."
Boomer pushed Killjoy off the railing into the
river.
Killjoy floated up and drifted to a bank just under the
bridge.
"Say hello to Big Brother for me."
Boomer hopped in his
car and drove off into the night. as the show went to commercial.
Asylum Championship
Pete Borst(c) Vs Noel
 
The Asylum comes back from a commercial and Pete Borst is shown standing at ring side with the mic to his mouth and the Asylum Championship lying in a heap in front of him. He waits for his music to fade out, before beginning to talk.
"You know... I've been thinking. Who's gonna be the number one contender for this fucking title belt at the next pay per view?" Borst notices Noel shake his head and quickly continues, "Hey Noel, with all due respect, you're not likely to beat me tonight, so we're just assuming that Pete Borst is the Asylum Champ come the PPV."
The fans cheer as Noel is visibly frustrated and angry. He begins to shout at Borst, who raises his right hand. "Talk to the hand jew boy, talk to the fucking hand. I'll deal with you in a minute. As for the number one contender... I suppose it would make sense for it to be Nico or ArchAngel, but you know, things in the Asylum rarely make any fucking sense. So Rico, mate. If wasn't for you, you stupid bastard, I wouldn't be the champ again, and you probably would be. So next PPV, me and you fuckhead, one on one for this here title belt."
The fans seem slightly confused by Borst's decision to face the still untested Rico. "Hey, do you really want to watch ArchAngel get his fucking head kicked in again?" The fans cheer. "Ah shut up. I figure Rico being the number one contender is gonna fuck ArchAngel off a lot more than being beat again, and hey, it's gonna fuck those arseholes in the Asylum offices off a fucking lot too. So alls well in Borstland. Anyway, now that that little irrelevant announcement is out of the way, and completely unjustified still, lets get on with beating jew boy."
Borst drops the mic and climbs into the Asylum. Noel is angry after the comments Borst had made, and pounces on Borst straight away. He begins to repeatedly slap Borst around the face, which does nothing nut anger the champ. Borst then spits in Noel's face and shoves two fingers up at him. This drives Noel mad, and he shouts "YOU'RE GOING TO HELL!!!" as he charges at Borst.
Noel takes down Borst, and quickly attempts to lock Borst's dodgy left arm into a basic, yet effective armbar. He manages to hold it for about thirty seconds, before Borst lashes out with his free arm, smacking Noel across the back. Noel releases the hold, but pounces on Borst again and begins to claw at his eyes. The referee pulls Noel off and shouts at him to calm down. While Noel is getting moaned at by the ref, Borst is back up and he spears Noel into the cage. The fans roar as Noel lands in a heap on the floor, and Borst begins to viciously kick Noel in the mid-section. Noel grabs hold of Borst's ankle out of desperation, and manages to take Borst down to the mat once more, locking him into a quick leg lock.
Noel's strategy is sound, with Borst's technical fighting skills being minimal, especially at the moment with his lack of fights over the last couple of months. Borst refuses to tap, and eventually manages to break the hold and roll away. Noel runs at Borst and hits him with a hard drop kick to the face that sends Borst to the mat. Noel then shouts to the time keeper to throw him a steel chair!
The time keeper complies and Noel marches towards Borst with the chair. Borst manages to dodge the first swing directed at his head, but doesn't manage to avoid the second, a jab to the mid-section, which is followed by a sharp shot to the head which silences the crowd. The sound of the chair smacking Borst on the head echoes throughout the arena, as the ref begins to count Borst out. It seems that Noel might have pulled off the biggest upset in Asylum history!
The referee gets to seven, as the camera zooms in on Borst's face. Blood begins to trickle from a small cut on his head and run down his face. Borst's eyes open as the ref gets to 8, and he smiles! He's in the zone, in his own world! The ref hits 9 and Borst gets up to his feet, staggering around for a bit. Noel grabs Borst's bad arm, but Borst yanks it towards himself, and hits Noel with a stiff short arm clothesline!
Noel gets back to his feet quickly, and Borst, who has shown very little offence in the match grabs Noel in a tight bear hug! He squeezes the air out of Noel for about ten seconds, before spinning around and hitting a spinebuster, driving the little air left in Noel's body out of it!
The referee begins to count Noel out, as Borst gets to his feet and screams. An unimpressive Borst, picks up the win, as Noel doesn't manage to get to his feet before the ten count! The fans cheer as Borst is handed the Asylum Championship, which he raises high. Suddenly, Divine by Korn hits, and ArchAngel makes his way to the ring.
Borst throws down the title belt and prepares for an inpromptu battle with ArchAngel, but the battle doesn't last long, with ArchAngel taking Borst out with a stiff clothesline, and then locks in Vengeance. He holds on to Borst for quite some time, before finally releasing the hold and storming out of the Asylum leaving Borst out in the centre of the Asylum.
Credits
Segment 1: Joe
Opening: Joe
Segment 2: Alex
Segment 3: Joe
Segment 4: Alex
Match 1: Joe
Segment 5: Eric
Match 2: Eric
Segment 6: Guthrie
Match 3: Jay
Segment 7: Alex
Match 4: Joe
Segment 8: Eric
Segment 9: Joe
Match 5: Eric
Segment 10: Joe
Segment 11: Eric
Match 6: Lance
Segment 12: Alex
Main Event: Steve
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