"Death Valley Superstars" by the Murderdolls blast plays throughout the arena as pyrotechnics lights up the stage to the screams of the fans in the Roger Centre as the last Insanity before the Madness™ begins.

Phoenix: Welcome to the LPW INSANITY at the legendary Sky-Dome.

Phantom: It’s the Roger Centre BP, it hasn’t been called the Sky-Dome for years.

Phoenix: Still this place has so much rich wrestling history. Not that we need any introduction I’m Blazing Phoenix and this is my Partner, the one and only, Phantom Lord.

Phantom: No Doubt.

Phoenix: And what a big night we have here. The Semi-Finals of the Master of the Asylum, The LPW Hardcore Championship is up for grabs and the final Trial of Scorpio!

Phantom: Not to mention the rest of the Madness will be revealed tonight!

Phoenix: Right you are partner and we will start things off with the Semi-Finals so let’s get on with the action.

Phoenix: Leading us off tonight is the first semi-finals match in the Master of Asylum tournament as we have Drew Michaels, Pyromania's manager and one of LPW's most decorated champions facing off against Andy Savana, who pulled off a shocking upset by defeating cYnical last show.

Phantom: Andy Savana has always been a guy who could be one of the best. He keeps shooting himself in the foot with his addictions. But he seems to be slowly but surely coming back to the form we saw when he first debuted with LPW. I can't believe I am saying this, but I would like Savana to make it to the final.

Phoenix: Normally I would be going for Drew Michaels, but something has been changing in him over the last few months and he took his anti-Insanity garbage to a new level on a radio broadcast when he made his intentions clear of what he will do if he wins the Master of the Asylum tournament. Savana must win tonight!

Phantom: If not him, than the winner of Mass Chaos versus Ash Strife has got to win in the finals. I hate to be melodramatic, but the fate of Insanity could hang on these Semi-final and final matches!

“Killing in the Name” by Rage Against the Machine blares on the PA as Drew Michaels comes through the curtain and poses on the stage, the crowd jeering him. Michaels pays the crowd no mind and walks confidently to the ring. He points at the Insanity logo on the apron and wipes his nose with it, causing further hate from the crowd. Drew walks into the ring and begins to pose, but is interrupted by “Bullet with Butterfly Wings” by the Smashing Pumpkins blaring on the PA. Drew focuses toward the stage as Andy Savana walks down the ramp and points at Drew, mouthing off that he is next to fall. Savana enters the ring and puts an arm up, the crowd solidly behind him.


Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a semi-final match in the Master of the Asylum tournament and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Houston, Texas. He weighs in tonight at 244lbs. This is ANNNNNNNNNDY SAVANA! And his opponent, hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He weighs in tonight at 235 lbs. He is the General Manager of Pyromania, the second brand! This is DREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW MICHAELS!

Drew goes after Mike Announcer, who rushes out of the ring. He turns around and runs straight toward Andy Savana and pops him with a barrage of right hands. He picks Andy up and throws him into the corner, letting Andy and the crowd know that Pyromania is the number one brand. Drew lands two hard chops to the chest of Andy Savana.

Phoenix: Drew Michaels a little upset with the truth of things as he attacks Andy Savana right out of the gate. Michaels grabs Savana by the face and lets him know again that Pyromania is number one. And Savana snaps and throws Michaels in the corner. A barrage of right hands to Drew Michaels and Savana with a succession of rapid fire European uppercuts to Drew Michaels. He drags Drew to the middle of the ring and gives him a rough European uppercut, sending Drew sprawling to the floor.

Phantom: Those uppercuts where very reminiscent of William Regal's short and stiff European uppercuts. Drew Michaels isn't spouting his garbage now about that second rate brand. Didn't they lose at Altered Reality? And didn't he cost his team the match at Altered Reality?

Phoenix: Savana not letting Michaels rest as he stomps on the downed Michaels. Savana picks Drew up and has him in a headlock. Drew slips out and applies a hammerlock on Andy, slapping him on the back of the head. Drew is laughing as he slaps Andy again...and gets Andy's free elbow right in the nose. Drew releases the hold and Savana is back on the assault.

Phantom: I don't think Michaels is laughing now! Savana is keeping on him by taking him to the corner and starting to stomp on him. He just needs to make sure not to let that snake from Pyromania get back into this thing.

Phoenix: Savana now going to the opposite corner. He rushes toward Drew Michaels...who runs forward and stops Savana dead in his tracks with a European uppercut. Savana is dazed from the shot as Drew Michaels kicks Savana in the stomach. Facebreaker on the knee by Drew. Drew starts to stomp on Savana, yelling at the crowd with each stomp that Pyromania is better!

Phantom: Drew is playing a dangerous game by continuing to take Savana lightly and toying with the idiots. Though they are our idiots, not the Jersey sucking scum from Pyro!

Phoenix: Drew picks up Savana and hits him with a number of elbow shots. He Irish whips Savana to the ropes. Drew ducks under for a back body drop...and Savana dropped down and nailed Drew with a throat thrust uppercut! Drew is holding his throat as Savana gets up. Savana with an Irish whip on Drew. Back body drop on Drew Michaels! Michaels gets up holding his back...Savana with a headlock! And he is wrenching it in and raining punches on the exposed skull of Drew Michaels.

Phantom: The most basic of wrestling holds, but you can do some much with it. Like torture a whiny General Manager of an opposing, inferior brand!

Savana continues to synch in the Headlock as Drew starts to elbow Savana in the back. Drew tries to shove Savana off of him, but Savana grabs Drew's hair to stop the momentum and returns to the headlock. Drew appears frustrated and lifts Savana up and drops him with a belly to back suplex. Savana gets up holding his back, only to be grabbed by Drew Michaels, who hits him with a backbreaker.

Phoenix: Drew Michaels has gotten back into this match now, getting out of the headlock and hitting Andy Savana with a backbreaker. Drew follows up with a camel clutch and puts it on tightly. And he is taking the low road by using the point of his elbow to deliver shots to the exposed face of Savana.

Phantom: Interesting. I never thought of that before...erm...that swine! And he is supposed to be all that is “good and pure!”

Phoenix: Savana needs to get out of this and fight back. It will be a sad day if Drew Michaels were to win this tournament.

Phantom: Agreed, Phoenix. This is a rare occurrence, us in agreement. Savana seems to be stirring, but Drew showing his savvy as one of the greats and keeping the distance on him.

Phoenix: Drew finally releases the hold and picks up Savana. Drew hits him with a hard elbow shot...and Savana starts to unload with multiple shots on Drew, awakening from his malaise. Savana with a number of right hands to Drew's face. Irish whip to the ropes and Andy Savana with a knee to the stomach of Drew knocking him down to the mat. Drew is on one leg. Savana nails Drew with a running enziguri to the downed Michaels! He is going for a cover! One...two...kick out by Michaels!

Phantom: He attempted to finish this early to embarrass Michaels, but Michaels still has plenty in the tank.

Phoenix: Savana picks Drew up and Irish whips him to the corner. Savana runs toward Drew at full speed. And he nails Drew with a corner enziguri! Savana is motioning for the top rope!

Phantom: This could be do or die here, Phoenix: Hit, and he could take this match and have another upset while heading to the finals. A Miss and Drew Michaels gets back into this.

Savana climbs up to the top rope as Drew Michaels slowly gets up. Drew turns around and Savana jumps and nails him with a top rope clothesline. Savana gets up and sees Drew trying to get up, his head hunched over. He slaps at his knee and waits a moment. As Drew's head gets higher, Andy Savana attempts the SavanEurysm, but Drew sees this and counters with a school boy roll up, which he transitions into the Texas Cloverleaf. Drew has Savana in the middle of the ring as he has this hold locked on.

Phoenix: Savana hit with the top rope clothesline, but Drew Michaels somehow countered the SavanEurysm and locked in the Texas Cloverleaf! How did he do that?

Phantom: The man hasn't been one of the most decorated champions in LPW by being lucky. He may be a piece of Pyromania scum, but the man is one of the greats!

Phoenix: He has the hold synched on tight as Andy Savana is fighting to reach the ropes. He is trying everything to escape this move! Drew Michaels continues to keep this hold on tightly! Savana flips Drew over! Savana is free! Savana slowly gets up...and gets knocked down by Drew Michaels! Michaels is signaling for the finish!

Phantom: Michaels with a scoop slam on Savana and is going to the top rope. Odd tactic for Michaels, considering his injuries have been catching up to him lately! But he is so arrogant that he is better than anything Insanity can throw at him, he is confident that he can reach into the play book and spit in the eye of caution.

Phoenix: If Michaels hits The Execution, this could be a long night for the Insanity faithful! Michaels is up on the top rope! He leaps...and MISSES! He landed ass first on the mat as Andy Savana moved out of the way. Savana runs toward Drew and nails him with the SavanEurysm! Drew is down, while Savana is slow to capitalize!

Phantom: He is favoring his back from the damage Drew did to it. He finally has his bearings. Cover by Savana!

Phoenix: One...two...kick out by Michaels!

Phantom: If he had been quicker to capitalize, we might have had a chance to see Drew Michaels eat some crow.

Phoenix: Savana gets up and picks up Drew and starts to tag him with multiple right hands! Drew answers back with right hands of his own. Drew winds up for a big haymaker...and Savana takes Drew down with an STO! Drew gets up, holding his back again. Savana grabs a hold of Drew Michaels and kicks Drew in the stomach. Savana backs up and hits Drew with a quick swinging neckbreaker! Savana is going up top again!

Phantom: He is wanting to finish this match for good, but you know the old wrestling adage of going to the well too often. Hopefully this is not one of those times!

Savana goes to the top rope and leaps off the top rope for the Suicide Dive. Drew moves out of the way, while Savana rolls out instead of crashing into the mat. Savana gets up and goes for a clothesline, but Drew ducks under and hits Savana with a brutal Dragon suplex. Drew shakes the cobwebs from his head and looks upon Savana with a vicious gaze. He stops joking around and picks up Savana.

Phoenix: Savana missed the Suicide Dive, but was able to roll out instead of crashing into the mat. That didn't matter as Drew planted Savana with a Dragon Suplex. And Drew now grabs Savana and starts to hit a succession of European uppercuts to Savana. He runs toward the ropes and winds up for the running European Uppercut...and Savana ducks and has him in a School Boy! One...Two...kick out by Drew!

Phantom: Savana wants this win! Whatever his reasoning that led him to defeat cYnical, he wants to add Drew to the list!

Phoenix: Both men get up. Drew goes for a big haymaker, but Savana dodges and hits him with a strong enziguri to the back of the head, sending Drew to the ground. Savana sees this and sets up behind him! He seems to be getting ready to hit the SavanDuced Coma!

Phantom: If Savana can hit this, he will score another upset and we won't have to worry about the Pyromania General Manager disrespecting our great brand!

Phoenix: Drew is up and Savana locks in the Full Nelson! He attempts the SavanDuced Coma! Drew blocks the attempt! He breaks free and grabs Savana! He is going for the Wicked DDT! Savana blocks the attempt! Savana shoves Drew off and goes for a clothesline, but Drew ducks! Kick to the stomach of Savana. Another Facebreaker to the knee by Drew! Savana holds his face, but charges forward!

Phantom: That is tenacity right there, Phoenix! He wants this!

Phoenix: Savana charges forward with another SavanEurysm! Drew spins out of the way and has the school boy! Cover! Drew is holding some tights! One...Two...Three! Drew Michaels wins in underhanded fashion! Is this how the “superior brand” handles their business!

Phantom: Savana had Drew beat! It was obvious because of the methods Drew used to beat him. I have done so myself from time to time. But for one of the self professed greats and a man from the “superior brand”, this smacks of hypocrisy!

Mike Announcer: The winner of the match and moving on to the Finals of the Master of Asylum Tournament at The Madness, DREEEEEEEEEW MICHAELS!

Drew Michaels 4.14 APS + 1.20 AVS = 5.34
Andy Savana 3.99 APS + 1.20 AVS = 5.19

Phoenix: Drew Michaels walks quickly out of the ring and is taunting Insanity. He grabs the Insanity logo and now wipes his ass with it. I hope whoever wins the next semi-final match takes Drew out of this tournament!


Phantom: If Drew wins the whole thing, this could be a dark day in Insanity history. With what Drew has stated he wants to do to us, I can only hope the winner of Chaos/Strife takes his head off, though I wonder what Chaos' feelings will be going into that match?

Phoenix: Chaos is a pro. He will do his job!

Phantom: I hope you are right, Phoenix.


Magic is seen backstage stretching getting ready for his Match later with the Rabbi. He stops when he feels the presence of someone behind him. He spins around to see Insanity General Manager, Eric Scorpio. Magic looks at Scorpio with suspicion.

Magic: Yes?

Scorpio: My My Magic, is that anyway to greet your Boss; or more importantly is that anyway to greet the man that has evidence of who ran down Jude.

Magic’s eyes go wide at the news he is hearing. He starts to ball up his fist but stops so he doesn’t mess up the chance to receive the information. He relaxes to a none threatening posture and Eric smiles.

Scorpio: That is better. Now Magic I have video evidence that Bobino may have been involved with the accident. I mean after his actions last week I wouldn’t put it past him.

Magic: Let me see the video.

Scorpio: Slow down tiger. I did all the work to get this info and if you want it I need something in return first.

Magic: I refuse to sell my soul to you like Styxx did.

Scorpio: Oh never, what I propose is simple. For one night I will reinstate Bobino so he can compete at the Madness, and seeing how the evidence I have shows the man to be involved in the current state of your friend, I feel obligated to allow you to face him.

Magic: What is the catch?

Scorpio: No catch, you win the video is yours but you should also know the fate of his contract is on the line as well. Bobino getting rehired depends on him defeating you at the Madness™; and Magic because I’d hate for something like a Disqualification or count out to interfere with your justice; it will be a Hardcore Match. So good luck tonight and next week.

Scorpio lets out a snicker as he walks out the door leaving Magic to sit and contemplate. As Eric leaves the locker-room he notices Jeff Whitt walking towards the garage with his bag over his shoulder.

Scorpio: Where do you think you are going?

Whitt: Home, I quit.

Scorpio: You quit when last week you begged for your rematch. Fine get out of my sight your release has been granted! I have more important things to stress about then you wanting to leave.

Scorpio storms past Whitt as Whitt turns and to look at the building for the final time.

The camera cuts backstage to the Insanity interview pit where James McDaygo is standing by with a focused looking Steve Storme.

McDaygo: James McDaygo here with the Rookie Superstar Steve Storme! Now tell me, Steve, what are ya thoughts on the result of the recent Television Championship match on Vertigo? Azreal retained and he has become somethin' of a nemesis for ya recently...

Storme: Nemesis? No no, that's giving Azreal too much credit. Azreal is simply a bitter man - and I use the term loosely - with a grudge against me for... well, nothing. All I did was out-wrestle that lumbering roid monster and he loses his fragile mind.

McDaygo: Now your questioning “help” with a taco cart,*hick* what was that about?

Storme: Just wanted to ensure I got my title shot at the Madness. You know the whole revenge thing.

McDaygo: Well yeah, Azreal cost you a win over Mass Chaos on-

Storme: Azreal interfered in a match he had NO business being in and cost me the United States Championship, my unpinned streak AND a spot in the Master of the Asylum semi-finals. Why? Because Azreal is jealous that I am the Rookie Superstar. Not even that title on his shoulder has massaged his huge ego and unfortunately for him, I'm going to dent it again at The Madness.

McDaygo: Feeling pretty confident of victory, huh?

Storme: I've beaten him once, I know I can do it again. He's nothing special. I'm looking forward to bringing some prestigue back to the Television Championship. It's been a long time coming... but tonight, I have to deal with Styxx. You know, after losing to Chaos, I needed a chance to bounce back and what better than a win over a future Hall of Famer?

McDaygo: Well it ain't gonna be easy, Steve.

Storme: You're right... but I'll make it look that way.

Steve flashes a quick grin before walking off out of the shot while McDaygo chuckles to himself.

Phantom: Can you believe that? The first portion of the show is down and we already have a PPV match and Jeff Whitt has just quit the business flat out.

Phoenix: Well you two ran together in Anti-Venom but this is a shocker considering he was so head strong about receiving his rematch only last week. Now we have to think is Eric is telling the truth about Bobino being involved with the Jude run down?

Phantom: Well with what he did to the Anarchist last show one has to wonder and I wouldn’t hold it past him.

Phoenix: Well fans up next we have one of the most anticipated rematches in recent LPW history as Ash Strife takes on the man that knocked him off the mountain…Mass Chaos. No title is on the line tonight, but moving forward in the Master of the Asylum tournament is.

Phantom: Mass Chaos pulled off one of the biggest upsets that I can ever remember in all my years in Professional Wrestling. But like you said tonight is not about the United States Championship that Mass Chaos now wears. Tonight is about the Master of the Asylum tournament and Ash is not only out for retribution, but he wants to cement his place into the finals.

Phoenix: Ash has been on the war path since Mass Chaos beat him just a couple of weeks ago. The once invincible monster was shown to be mortal and you can believe that Scorpio wants Ash to set an example tonight.

Phantom: In my previous life I used to subscribe to the scorched earth policy. I can tell you from personal experience that when you step into that ring with revenge on your mind, mistakes can be made and opportunities can present themselves for your opponent.

Phoenix: Well last time Ash took Mass Chaos for granted. He thought he could use his power to defeat him, but he did not count on Chaos’s desire to keep on fighting.

Phantom: Mass Chaos is branded The Man That Will Not Die…and for good reason. I think we might see a repeat of what happened in their last match if Ash once again takes him for granted. On any given day a good little man can beat a great big man. Chaos wrapped his legs around the gi-normous head of Ash Strife and choked him out. If that opportunity presents it self tonight you better believe Mass Chaos can and will do it again.

Phoenix: Chaos will certainly have the most difficult match probably of this entire tournament tonight with Ash Strife coming for him with everything he has got. With that in mind let us head up to the ring and Mr. Mike Announcer for the official introductions.

The camera shows a pan of the sold out Rogers Centre and then cuts to the center of the ring where Mike Announcer is standing

Mike Announcer: Wrestling fans the following contest scheduled for one fall is a Third round match in the Master Of The Asylum Tournament.


Suddenly the lights in the building go out and a huge explosion goes off on the stage and the symbol for The Apocalypse flashes on the big screen and the building starts to glow red as Ash Strife makes his way down the isle as “Let Us Slay” by Gwar blares on the PA system

Mike Announcer: Introducing first, he hails from Ontario, Canada…he stands Seven foot Four inches tall and he weighs in at 340 Pounds, he is one half of the Undisputed Tag Team Champions…This is AAAAAAASSSSSSSHHHHHH SSSSSTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEEE!!!

Phoenix: As the lights in the building come back on, Ash steps over the top rope and he looks like he wants to make an example out of Mass Chaos tonight.

Phantom: When you are seven foot four there is a level of over confidence one can have. I have been in the ring with plenty of giants in my career, but Ash Strife is the only one I’ve honestly ever thought twice about standing in the ring with. Some people say I was a sociopath. Well Ash is certifiable. With him being part of The Apocalypse, he’s taking this whole Death of the LPW thing seriously. He’s not looking to gain revenge on Mass Chaos tonight. He’s looking to make a statement and he’s going to do that by destroying Mass Chaos.

Phoenix: If I were you I would be careful how I refer to anyone associated with Scorpio and The Apocalypse. But you are right. Mass Chaos might be the man who will not die, but tonight he needs to have divine intervention on his side to survive this.

Suddenly the lights in the arena go out and "El Corazon del Guerrero" by Tierra Santa comes on as they come back up and Mass Chaos holding the LPW United States Championship title high above his head makes his way down the isle to the ring

Mike Announcer: Coming down the isle, he hails from Allen, Texas…he weighs in at 215 pounds and he is the Reigning LPW United States Champion, This is MMMMAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS CCCCHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

As Chaos slides into the ring, Ash attacks him and starts hammering away with clubbing blows to the back and he puts the boots to him.

Phoenix: And the referee is calling for the bell as this one is under way as Ash Strife does a Pearl Harbor job on Mass Chaos as he was getting into the ring. Ash grabs Chaos by the hair and he stands him up just with one hand and he has the United States championship in his other and Ash is screaming that you took this from me and he sends him into the ropes…Ash is gonna take Mass Chaos’s head off with the belt and he swings and Chaos ducks. He turns around and Chaos dropkicked Ash right into the knee. The belt is on the ground and Mass Chaos nails Ash with a kick to the side and another and another and he kicks him right in the knee and Ash is down to one knee.

Mass Chaos kicks him in the chest and he goes running into the ropes and he nails a Running DDT onto Ash Strife and he spikes him right onto the United States Championship belt.

Phoenix: OH MY GOD…DDT ON THE BELT. MASS CHAOS WITH THE PIN…ONE…TWO…KICKOUT BY ASH STRIFE.

Phantom: Ash’s huge head might have chipped the damn belt on impact.

The referee quickly grabs the belt and gets it out of the ring as Mass Chaos sets up in the corner and waits for Ash Strife to try and stand back up.

Phoenix: Ash Strife is dazed but he’s back up to a knee and Mass Chaos comes charging…ENZIGURI TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD. Mass Chaos quickly goes for the pin again…One…Two…KICKOUT again by Ash Strife. Now Mass Chaos is putting the boots to the back of Ash Strife’s head. Strife is standing back up and Chaos goes into the ropes and STRIFE LEVELS HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE.

Phantom: Good lord Strife damn near took his head off with that…and he did that on his knees.

Phoenix: Ash is back up on his feet and picks up Mass Chaos and he throws him over his shoulder and Strife runs him right into the corner turnbuckle. Strife is now driving those massive shoulders into the limp body of Mass Chaos. Mass Chaos is crumpled in the corner as Ash Strife is soaking in boos from the crowd. Strife grabs Mass Chaos by the head once again and he has him up and he flings him over the top rope and onto the floor.

Phantom: This is not good for Mass Chaos. The one place you don’t want to be with an angry giant out for blood is on the floor.

Phoenix: Ash Strife rolls out to the floor as Mass Chaos is trying to gather his senses but Ash isn’t letting him as he picks him back up and Ash whips him right into the guard rails.

Phantom: There is no give in those damn guard rails. I can’t imagine the pain Chaos is in right now considering the guardrails hurt even with out a monster like Ash throwing you into them.

Phoenix: Mass Chaos is on the ground and Ash casually walks over to him and he picks him back up and Ash scoops him up and has him high up over his head in a military press AND ASH DROPS MASS CHAOS CHEST FIRST ONTO THE GUARD RAIL. Mass Chaos is in a world of hurt right now as Ash Strife picks him up once again. Strife has him up AND HE RAMS HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE RING POST.

Phantom: It looks like tonight Ash Strife is going to literally try to find out if Mass Chaos is the man that will not die.

Phoenix: Chaos is down on the floor screaming in pain as Ash calmly picks him and he’s got him pressed over his head again and Ash Strife just chucked Mass Chaos up and over the top rope to send him back into the ring like he was a child’s toy.

Ash pulls himself back up onto the ring apron and he casually steps over the top rope and then steps onto Mass Chaos’s back and puts all of his weight onto him and then steps off

Phantom: For anyone with chronic back problems, think of that as the mother of all chiropractic adjustments. We could hear every last one of Mass Chaos’s spinal discs cracking as Ash put all his weight onto his back.

Phoenix: Mass Chaos is in a bad way right now as he is dragging himself to the corner and he’s trying to stand up and Ash quickly grabs him and he stands him up chest first into corner and Ash drives a huge shoulder right into the middle of Mass Chaos’s back and again and again and again.

Phantom: I know it happens on very rare occasions, but at some point the referee might have to think about stopping this before Ash cripples him for life.

Phoenix: Mass Chaos would never allow the referee to stop the match, but you have wonder how much he can take before his body gives out.

Phantom: It’s like the great military leader Zapp Brannigan once said. “The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.”.

Phoenix: What the hell does that even mean?

Phantom: It means the mind will keep on fighting even though the body is long since been destroyed and right now Ash Strife is doing just that to Mass Chaos.

Phoenix: Well indeed he is as he picks Mass Chaos back up like a rag doll and he sets him up and he plants him with a big sidewalk slam. Ash quickly rolls him over onto his stomach and he’s just standing over him AND ASH DROPS A BIG LEG DROP RIGHT ONTO THE BACK OF MASS CHAOS. Ash rolls him over and covers him…one…two…KICKOUT by Mass Chaos.

Phantom: Oh what on earth was he thinking?

Phoenix: He’s thinking he’s doing this for Insanity right now. The only thing standing between Scorpio completely dominating the show depends on Ash Strife winning this tournament and Ash Strife is bringing Mass Chaos back up to his feet and Mass Chaos nails Ash with a huge right hand and he promptly collapses to the mat. Ash is incensed as he picks Chaos back up AND HE LOCKS ON VIOLENT LOVE. HE’S IN THE CENTER OF THE RING AND HE IS SQUEEZING THE LIFE OUT OF MASS CHAOS.

Ash continues to shake Mass Chaos around like a rag doll, but Chaos clearly screams NO when the referee asks if he wants to give up.

Phantom: These are not the actions of a sane man right now.

Phoenix: Ash Strife continues to shake him and Mass Chaos is fading fast as the referee is checking his arm…it falls once. He checks it for a second time and it’s down once again. He goes to check it the third time and its do…NO ITS UP. MASS CHAOS GOT THE ARM UP. This crowd is coming to it’s feet as Mass Chaos is drawing energy from the fans and he nails Ash Strife with a right hand but Ash will not break the hold. He punches again and again the hold isn’t broken.

Mass Chaos in an act of desperation takes his hands and does an old fashioned clap behind the massive head of Ash Strife. And he does it again and again and again until Ash breaks the hold

Phoenix: Mass Chaos showing some ingenuity with the old fashion escape as he nails Ash Strife with a huge chop to the chest and another and another and another. Ash is just enraged as he swings at Mass Chaos and Chaos ducks and rolls behind and he nails Ash with a dropkick right to the back of his knee and Ash is down on the ground. Mass Chaos quickly goes into the ropes and he nails a pair of double boots right to the face of Ash Strife.

Mass Chaos quickly grabs the arm of Ash Strife and he locks on The Eternal Torment.

Phantom: Chaos is going to the bag of tricks with that Eternal Torment. It doesn’t matter how big you are. Getting your arm pulled back like that will make even the biggest of men scream in pain.

Phoenix: It’s a sound strategy by Mass Chaos as the referee is asking Ash if he wants to quit and Ash is laughing at the referee. Mass Chaos is pulling back with everything he has got but Ash is standing up with him on his shoulders. Good lord Ash is up and Mass Chaos is in a really bad spot AND ASH FALLS BACK WITH A SAMOAN DROP.

Phantom: I have been on the receiving end of more Samoan drop’s then I care to count. I can’t imagine what falling with Mt. Strife on you must feet like.

Phoenix: Ash had a look of glee on his face before he did it and Mass Chaos looks like a corpse in the ring as Ash Strife grabs his arm and he’s dragging him towards the corner and he scoops him up with ease and he sits him up on the top turnbuckle. Ash Strife is looking to send a message to everyone in the LPW and oh God what is he doing? Ash Strife is climbing up to the second rope. Ash is going to Superplex Mass Chaos. He’s got him hooked and Mass Chaos nails Ash with a punch to the midsection and another and another and another and he rakes the eyes. Chaos quickly stands up on the top rope and he grabs Ash by the head and he slams it into the turnbuckle and again and again…

Mass Chaos does a sign to the crowd and he sunset flips over Ash and powerbombs Ash to the mat

Phantom: I DON’T BELIEVE IT.

Phoenix: DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES??? SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB OFF THE TOP ROPE. MASS CHAOS WITH THE COVER…ONE…TWO…TH…KICKOUT BY ASH STRIFE.

Phantom: This crowd is in disbelief. I’M IN DISBELIEF. How the hell did Mass Chaos pull that off???

Phoenix: I have no clue but Mass Chaos is getting a second life in this match as he goes back outside and up to the top rope. Ash Strife is starting to get to his feet…Mass Chaos leaps…HE CONNECTS WITH A FLYING TORNADO DDT. CHAOS WITH THE COVER…ONE…TWO…KICKOUT AGAIN BY ASH STRIFE. Mass Chaos is feeling this crowd as they are behind him and he is screaming at Ash Strife to stand back up. Chaos is lined up and he goes for a Shining Wizard but ASH NAILS HIM WITH A BIG BOOT AS HE’S RUNNING.

Phantom: Ash has a foot the size of a giant frying pan. There is no way Mass Chaos can recover from that.

Phoenix: You might be right as Ash is signaling this is it as he picks Mass Chaos back up and Ash is setting up for The Strife Spike. Ash has him up…AND MASS CHAOS HAS LOCKED ON A TRIANGLE CHOKE.

Phantom: Ash took too much time to set up that Powerbomb and Mass Chaos is making him pay.

Phoenix: They are in the center of the ring and Mass Chaos is choking the life out of Ash Strife. Ash has fallen to a knee as Mass Chaos has it locked on. The referee is checking his arms…it falls once…it falls twice…the arm is up and IT STAYS UP. ASH IS USING ALL OF HIS POWER TO STAND UP WITH MASS CHAOS. Chaos has released the choke but Ash has him up and he’s going for the Strife Spike…and Mass Chaos breaks free and he falls to the mat. Chaos instinctively tries to whip Ash into the corner but that’s not gonna happen as Ash blocks it and he reverses and he sends Chaos into the turnbuckles.

Chaos is dazed in the corner and Ash comes running with a big boot, but Mass Chaos moves out of the way in time and Ash straddles himself on the top rope. Ash quickly gets his foot off the ropes and Mass Chaos climbs up to the top rope and he grabs Ash by the hair and he jumps on top of his shoulders

Phoenix: What on earth is Chaos doing? Chaos is on his shoulders and Ash is going to launch him with the mother of all Electric Chair Drops…CHAOS COUNTERS WITH A VICTORY ROLL. HES GOT HIM PINNED…ONE…TWO…THREE. MASS CHAOS HAS DEFEATED ASH STRIFE ONCE AGAIN.

Mike Announcer: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND MOVING ON TO THE NEXT ROUND OF THE MASTER OF THE ASYLUM TOURNAMENT IS MMMMMMMMMAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS CCCCCHHHHHAAAAAAOOOOOSSSSSSSSS!!!

Mass Chaos 4.04 APS + 1.20 AVS= 5.24
Ash Strife 4.06 APS + 1.10 AVS= 5.16

Mass Chaos quickly gets out of dodge and he grabs his title belt and celebrates with fans at ringside as Ash Strife goes ballistic in the ring

Phantom: I do not believe what I just saw. Mass Chaos has performed a miracle once again. He has done what many thought was impossible, he’s beaten Ash Strife not once…but TWICE.

Phoenix: Mass Chaos might just be the savior of Insanity. He has to be the odds on favorite to win. Lets take a look at the brackets for the final time.


Ash Strife rolls out of the ring and he grabs the ring steps and proceeds to throw them half way up the isleway as LPW Officials and security come out to prevent him from going after Mass Chaos.

Phantom: Mass Chaos might be a savior, but he’s now a marked man. He’s going to have the entire Apocalypse after him.

Phoenix: Mass Chaos is the man who will not die and tonight he proved that. He survived a hellacious beating at the hands of Ash Strife and he rallied and came back and he pinned Ash in that ring. Wow fans what a night of action so far, we’ll be right back.

Really creepy music fills the air as the room flashes in strobes of black and white with every time the light flashing white a silhouette of the World Heavyweight Championship is shown. Morpheus’s voice finally comes in as a voice over.

Morpheus:The most prized possession in Professional Wrestling. Many wrestlers risk everything they have for the chance to hold this belt. Some people live their dreams of being World Champion…

The lights flash solid to show the WHC resting on a stool. In the reflection of the title the scene shifts from Marty holding the belt high, before shifting to other former World champions, most noticeable ones being SoL, X, D Hammond Samuels, Krimson Mask, cYnical and Sheepster.

Morpheus: While others are destined to fail and live with the nightmares of never making it to that level.

The lights finally flash solid to show the title belt bleeding down the center of it as the images of Seth Omega and The Rabbi are shown in the reflections of the gold.

Morpheus: Omega…Rabbi… This Sunday your Nightmares come to life

The scene fades to black as Morpheus voice can be heard laughing in the background.

The scene shifts out to the outside of the Rogers Centre with Bobino walking in the front door, this time with a ticket in hand and a smirk on his face. He turns the corner and a cloud of smoke falls at his feet.

Bobino: what is this madness?

Bobino goes flying out of the smoke with Magic on top of him. Bobino throws him off of him and jumps to his feet.

Bobino: What is your problem?

Magic: WHY!

Magic lunges like a man possessed but Bobino hip tosses him off of him. Bobino makes a break for the door with Magic hot on his trail.

Phoenix: Well Magic is convinced that Bobino is somehow involved due to Scorpio but we have more action here tonight.

Phantom: That is right the LPW Hardcore championship is up for grabs next. Now that Jeff Whitt has up and quit this has changed to a triple threat.

Mike Announcer: ladies and Gentlemen. The following contest is a triple Threat match for one fall and it is for the LPW Hardcore Championship!


Mike Announcer: Introducing first…

"These Drugs" by D12 blast as Trey Spruance come pushing out a grocery cart full of assorted hardcore weapons.

Mike Announcer:From Eureka, California. He weighs in at 230 lbs… He is the “dude” Treeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey SPRUANCE!!!

Trey climbs in the ring and starts to pace back and forth waiting for his opponents. His music shifts to "Beast and the Harlot" by Avenged Sevenfold. X steps through the curtain, trademark black chair in one hand, Tag team title in the other.

Mike Announcer: His opponent form the Bronx, New York. He weighs in at 230 lbs and is currently one half of the LPW Undisputed Tag Team Champions. Representing the Wisemen, this… is… EXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXES!!!

X walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face and steps onto the ring steps as his music shifts to “Dr. Feelgood” by Motley Crue.

Mike Announcer: And their opponent. He hails from Harlem, New York. He weighs in at 300 lbs and is the reigning LPW Hardcore Champion… BIG…B…BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROWN!!!

Big B. Brown hits the stage like a bat out of hell and runs down the ramp ultimate warrior style. X takes a swing but Brown tackles him off of the steps onto the ground.

Phoenix: and this one is off, hardcore rules with the champion taking down X. X throws Brown off of him and gets up as Trey Spruance suicide dives from the top rope to knock X back down. Trey begins to stomp at X but Brown is up and he has a broom handle.

Phantom: Dear Christ, He just broke the broom stick over Trey’s spine with one swing. What power.

Phoenix: Brown is up and he power whips Trey over the barricade right near the fans. He turns and Low blow by X. X is up and X Russian leg sweeps Brown back first into the steps. X picks up his chair and he raises it high and skull meets flesh as X turns just in time and drills Trey Spruance with a with that chair.

Phantom: Brown takes the time to grab a cooking sheet from the grocery cart and he bends it in half right over X’s Skull!

Phoenix: Brown goes for the cover. One… Tw-kick out, X kicked out. Trey Rolls into the ring and Brown goes in to follow. Brown is up and Trey drops him with a clothesline as X gets to his feet. X grabs a pair of light tubes and he smashes both of them over the head of Trey Spruance. Trey drops to his knees and X has a cheese grater in his hands as he starts to slice the flesh from Spruance’s forehead.

Spruance screams out in pain and Brown tackles X off of Spruance.

Phantom: X slides out of the ring, smart move by the veteran.

Phoenix: Brown goes to the middles turnbuckle pad and starts to remove the padding. He drags Spruance back over and sets him up for a power bomb. Come on Brown this isn’t like you…

Phantom: a Move like this would definitely take him out of commission that is for sure.

Phoenix: Brown goes to lift but a low blow by Trey Spruance followed by a drop toe hold sends Brown face first into the steel. Trey covers. One… two… No X pulls Trey right out of the ring and drags him up to the grating, up near the stage area. X DDTs Trey onto the steel mesh and picks him up before driving him head first into the Insanity logo.

Phantom: and while Spruance was already bleeding earlier he is now sporting a true crimson mask.

Phoenix: X has evil intensions here as he goes to toss Spruance off but Brown makes the save! He German suplexs X onto the stage and turns right into a double arm DDT by Spruance. Spruance covers… one… two… power out by Brown! Brown kips right up, what is this! He tosses Spruance through the curtains and he follows suit. Can we get a camera out there!

A camera finally follows Brown and Spruance with Brown slamming Spruance’s head off of the wall dropping him with a short arm clothesline on the concrete.

Phoenix: Brown covers! One…Two… Kick out by Trey. Brown picks Trey and POWER WHIPS HIM RIGHT INTO THE WALL! Trey just went through the dry wall and bounces off of a beam. Brown catches him on the rebound and does it again right through a window! Trey has to be done.

Phantom:repair bills won’t be cheap tonight, that is for sure.

Phoenix: Brown starts to slowly walk towards the window to claim his victory and he gets cracked in the side of the head with a wooden hockey stick. Brown stumbles back and there is X. He raises the Stick again and breaks it over Brown’s head… and Brown remains on his feet.

Phantom: He still looks out of it, that is for sure.

Phoenix:X drills him to the floor with a clothesline and X goes for a pin. One…Two…Kick out by Brown. X has Brown up and he slams Brown’s head against the wall before Russian leg sweeping him onto the concrete.

Phantom: Someone needs to check on Trey Spruance for he still hasn’t moved.
Phoenix: X is on top of Brown but a thumb in the eye reverses everything here. Brown is on top with a ground and pound. Left right left right. This doesn’t look pretty. But a low blow by X sends Brown off of him.

Phantom: Ouch that might cost Brown. But both men are getting to their feet. Brown looks like he has not fully recovered from that crotch blow. Wait What is X pulling out of his pocket? Is that Brass Knuckles?

Phoenix: X swings his fist at Brown and Brown catches his arm! A he spins X around and kicks him right in the gut. He has X for the Big B Brown Bomb.

Phantom: That dirty liar!

Phoenix: Brown lifts up and X swings down with a fist and Brown stumbles backwards. X catches his balance and scoops up Brown again and Punches him in the face. Brown drops like a ton of bricks.

Phantom: Those are brass knuckles; and it is all legal!

Phoenix:X smiles and takes off the brass knuckles. He drops them to the ground and picks up Brown. He has that hand around his neck.

Phantom: Looks like Brown’s title reign just became extinct.

Phoenix: X lifts and drills Brown right through a table with the X-tinction clothesline! X covers. One… two… three! New champion! X is the new hardcore champion!

Mike Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner and NEEEEEEEEW LPW HARDCORE CHAMPION… EXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSSS!!!

X 4.22 APS + 1.00 AVS = 5.22
Big B. Brown 3.94 APS + 1.20 AVS = 5.14
Trey Spruance 3.44 APS + 0.10 AVS = 3.54

"Beast and the Harlot" by Avenged Sevenfold plays as X holds stands up. The ref has both the Hardcore Championship and the tag team title in which X snatches the belts and walks off.

Phoenix: Brown fought hard but X came out of nowhere and his sneakiness paid off. I for one definitely want to see Brown get his hands on X.

Phantom: we will see.

“Rock Star” by N*E*R*D hits as SoL steps from behind the curtain, sporting large aviator glasses and a slate gray three piece suit, with a black shirt and black tie.  He makes his way to the ring and immediately calls for the mic, ignoring any reaction from the crowd.

SoL:  Normally, this would be the point where I’d say…TORONTO, CANADA, the NEW BREED is in the building!

SoL pauses for crowd reaction.

SoL:  But that’s not what I’m going to do…because the New Breed is DEAD, the LPW killed him!

Crowd reacts

SoL:  One of the many things that annoy me about wrasslin’s fans is that most of you posses really short term memories…I blame the crack epidemic.

SoL smiles…crowd boos.

SoL: My apologies to the pot heads out there, I didn’t mean to leave you out!  The point is for many of you the events of recent history are up in smoke, so allow me to give you a little refresher.  I want to remind you all of what the LPW was like before I joined the company.

SoL points towards a woman in the audience.

SoL: Hey you…fat girl…don’t be looking around at everyone else like I’m not talking to you thickums.  Are you feeling comfortable squeezed into that plush stadium seat?  Well if Bucky there had fork lifted you to a PWA show back in the day your experience would have been a lot different.  There were no big cities or professional stadiums back then, just small town auditoriums and high school gyms.  Bucky, could you imagine trying to wedge that hippo from off a high school bleacher?

SoL pauses to smile while “Bucky” is looking irate.

SoL: Don’t get mad at me Bucky, nobody forced you to bring that grizzly bear to the show…don’t they have wild life laws in this country?

SoL looks out at the audience and shrugs.

SoL:  The point is this…before me there was no stays at the 5 Seasons, only Motel 6.  There were no 4-star dining experiences, only 99 cent value meal deals from McDonalds.  There was no VIP bottle service at the club, only brown bagging it in the parking lot outside some dive.  No live events airing on Cable or Pay Per View, only tapped shows replayed on public access after hours…oh how soon we forget!

SoL pauses for a second.

SoL: But the LPW powers that be received a gift that was even greater than the gold and other crap the three old guys delivered to Jesus Cristo.   Young Solomon Idol agreed to terms with the PWA.

Crowd reacts to SoL openly using his real name.

SoL: Oh we’re getting real tonight LPW!  You heard me correct, Solomon Idol.  Despite my many attempts at getting you idiots to properly pronounce “soul,” the only thing that kept coming out of your mouths was “saul.”  And then the rumors started about SoL being short for Solomon, and despite our attempts at squashing that, even coming up with a back story for the name, the Smarks weren’t fooled.

Crowd sort of pops.

SoL: Look at all you geeks high fiving each other like you just cracked the damn Theory of Relativity, sit your hot pocket eating asses down and shut up!

Crowd boos.

SoL:  Not to get too side tracked, but it was actually management’s idea for me to go by SoL…they said Solomon Idol was too long…it wasn’t catchy enough. But those fools were too short sighted to realize the greatness they had.  I mean how fitting is it that the greatest LPW superstar of all time is named after the greatest king of all time, Solomon the wise!  And of course Idol, that’s so good I couldn’t make that up, and to this date the people idolize me and worship the ground I walk on.  So now that we have been officially introduced, you can call me Solomon…wait, scratch that, call me Mr. Idol!

Crowd boos.

SoL:  That goes for the announcers and everyone in the back as well.  Back to the history lesson, young Solomon enters the Pee-Dubbya-Aye and is an instant success.  Despite the attempts of trying to bury me in mid card mediocrity, I couldn’t be denied.  This business had never seen the likes of my talent.  I had…excuse me, I HAVE it all.  Speed, strength, size, superior in ring-technique, mic skills, charisma, good looks…no, GREAT looks.  I got that SWAG as the kids say.

Crowd reacts.

SoL: Shout to my boy Tyler the Creator and the rest of the Wolf Gang, taking over LA and the rest of the hip hop world.  Anyway, before they knew it the PWA had its first SUPERSTAR on their hands and it was paying off.  All of a sudden we didn’t have to drive to all of our events, we were flying, first class.  We weren’t barnstorming in small town America, we were taking over major metropolitan areas.  There were billboards and Super Bowl commercials promoting our events, we landed the Cable contract, we were starting to attract the top young talent in professional wrestling…and everyone was making money.  Everyone was cashing checks that were written with my blood, sweat, and tears!

SoL pauses.

SoL: Somewhere during that ride I  became known as “the New Breed!”
   
Crowd reacts.

SoL: I can’t remember where the nickname came up, if I gave it to myself or if someone gave it to me, kind of like the whole chicken or the egg argument.  I do know that it caught on and I embraced this idea that Solomon Idol was ushering in a new era of athlete.  This company would never again be lead by POSERS who made it embarrassing to be a wrestling fan!

Crowd reacts/\.

SoL: I made this shit cool!  The funny thing is I always expected the tag of New Breed to expire… Someone had to eventually pop up, take over the crown and wear it as good, if not better than I had, right?  But just like the Kingdom of Israel crumpled at the conclusion of great king Solomon’s reign, my namesake, the LPW has crashed and burned and is now a shell of its former self.

Crowd reacts.

SoL: Truth is, I am not just the first Superstar to ever come from this company, turns out I am the ONLY superstar to ever emerge from this company!

Crowd reacts.

SoL: There was a lot of speculation as to why my reaction to being elected to the LPW Hall of Fame was so luke warm.  Truth is I was honored when I heard the news…for about 5 minutes.  I began thinking about the people who were elected ahead of me ino the Hall and I realized that I didn’t want to be associated with all that mediocrity.  I looked at that list and realized that the LPW should change the name to the Hall of Very Good.  As a matter of fact…

SoL reaches into his pocket and pulls out his Hall of Fame ring.

SoL: I don’t even want this crap!

SoL throws his ring into the crowd which causes a mad scramble towards it, causing security to rush over to calm things down.

SoL: Merry Christmas losers, I’m sure that’ll fund the next crystal meth binge for someone.  I am no longer associated with the LPW’s Hall of Very Good and will continue my ban until the LPW kicks everyone out of the Hall except me, and withholds electing any new entries until this company actually produces another legit Superstar…because right now there are only three heads on the Mt. Rushmore of professional wrestling, ME, MYSELF, and I!

Crowd reacts.

SoL:  The LPW has killed the New Breed…the idea that more we would have more Solomon Idols, talent that transcend professional wrestling, more real life superstars .  But as I sat in that announcer’s table week in and week out all I saw was disappointment and the realization that this “talent” pool has absolutely NO superstar potential”…with the exception of ONE man, and he knows who he is.  One man has the potential to be the next Solomon Idol…but the idea of the New Breed was to go beyond just one man.

SoL pauses.

SoL:  So you failed LPW and I could no longer sit ringside and watch my kingdom go down in FLAMES.  I could no longer look at that collective of “talent” walk around backstage believing that they’re on the same level as Solomon Idol.  They think because they got a little money and can convince some slut to get their little pee-pees wet that they’re superstars!   I could no longer color commentate for those FRAUDS, they weren’t worthy of the adjectives coming from my mouth, so I quit…I buried the New Breed...and now I’m here.

Crowd reacts.

SoL: I’m here to remind everyone the kind of impact a REAL superstar has on a company.   I guarantee when you check the ratings tomorrow that this segment will have been the most watched portion of the show…I can see all the people in the audience texting and calling their friends.  I know the people watching at home have updated their Facebook pages and tweeted and re-tweeted, “OMG, SoL is on, turn on Insanity right away!”

SoL pauses.

SoL:  I am here to save my kingdom.  Its funny, when I quit the LPW sent me a letter trying to tell me I couldn’t use the name SoL anymore…as if I’m defined by a name.  I could have fought the case, and I would have won.  Trust me the LPW doesn’t have the budget to fight with my dream team.  I would have won and probably would be the new owner of the company, but A. ownership doesn’t interest me and, B. if I did fight to keep that name they would have got what they wanted.  The LPW would have been right, I would have allowed that name to define me when in fact it is the other way around.  So LPW, you can have that SLAVE NAME, go ahead and give it to one of the boys in the back…give it to that faggot Jeff Watson and see how far it elevates his career!

Crowd reacts.

Solomon Idol: I’m here on my own accord, I’m here on my own dime, and I’m here to see if anyone on this roster…whether it is Insanity, Pyromania, or whatever the hell they’re calling it…I don’t care.  I want someone to prove to me that this company has another superstar.  It is time for someone else to claim the throne, and just like it wasn’t handed it me, it won’t be handed out, someone has to take it.  Let’s see if anyone is up for the challenge.

Mr. Idol smiles.

Solomon Idol: Toronto, Canada, the entertainment portion of your program has officially come to an end…

Mr. Idol drops the mic and exits the ring as “Rock Star” by N*E*R*D plays.

The Scene opens up to the Locker-Room where Andy Savana has a look of total frustration on his face when Ozzy Crerar walks in.

Crerar: Andy… Dude man… it’s not the end of the word here. You can still find a way to win your woman back and I will help you.

Andy is just looking down at the ground and mumbling to himself.

Crerar: Buddy I said I’d help you kick Vanderbilt’s ass to get her back.

Vanderbilt: And how do you plan to get her back by “whipping my ass.”

Nigel steps into the room with a cocky smirk and Ozzy Steps forward but Nigel holds up his hand.

Vanderbilt: lay one hand on me and I swear Andy will never see her again. I control her fate as I control yours, Andy.

Scorpio: You control nothing on my Show.

All three men turn to see Eric Scorpio standing now in the doorway. When Big B. Brown runs up to Scorpio out of breathe.

Brown: Eric… breathe I want my rematch.

Scorpio: Now look what we have here. 4 men who all want something: Andy wants his “whore” back, Ozzy wants to get his hands on Nigel, Brown wants his rematch and Nigel I would assume wants the same if not something more. So to remind you that no one here makes demands you will earn it for at the Madness, we will see the one night return of the Franchise Players when Nigel Vanderbilt teams up with Big B. Brown against Andy Savana and Ozzy Crerar.

All four men look at Scorpio like he has gone nuts.

Scorpio:  But there is more, you see if the team of the Franchise Players win this match I will name Big B. Brown the number one contender to the United States Championship to face Mass Chaos and for Nigel, I know how much you love to tear people down so while you already “own” Savana you will also gain the management services of one Ozzy Crerar.

Crerar: Like hell he will.

Scorpio: Children shouldn’t interrupt adults. While on the other hand, if the team of Savana and Crerar wins this match. Nigel Vanderbilt will be hand cuffed and foot cuffed, locked in a steel cage with the two of you for ten minutes of revenge.

Andy looks up as you can see his eyes imagine the possibilities of what ten minutes trapped in a cage with a defenseless Nigel could achieve.

Scorpio: All four of you know what is at stake. I advise you to work together to achieve victory.

The scene cuts back to ring side as Phantom Lord and Phoenix are talking.

Phoenix: and another Pay Per View match has been booked with the return of the Franchise Players no less.

Phantom: but in a literal sink or swim match, not to mention the New Breed has claimed to return to action!

Phoenix: Right you are but up next we have the expedition match of Rabbi vs. Magic.

Phantom: But did he return after chasing Bobino? We don’t know.

"Digital Bath" The Deftones plays as the Rabbi steps through the curtain.

Mike Announcer: The following contest is for one fall, hailing from Long Island, New York and weighing in at 210 lbs… The RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBI!!!

Rabbi steps a few steps out on stage with a smile on his face before turning and doing the “Scott Hall” point to the stage. Digital Bath fades out as the sound of drums starts to beat in the arena.

Phantom: No freaking way, I know those Drums…

The drums pick up and explodes into “Down with the Sickness” by Disturbed as “Sick” Nick steps through the curtain. He man-hugs his old tag team partner and steps the two of them walk down the ramp to the ring.

Mike Announcer: Accompanying him ot the ring, from New York City, New York, he is the PWA/ LPW Hardcore legend… “SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK” NICK!!!

Phantom: man, the wars we have had together back in the PWA days… it really brings back found memories.

Mike Announcer: and His opponent…

"You Don't Fool Me" by Queen blast on the stage.

Mike Announcer: hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 225 lbs this is MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGIC!!!

The song keeps playing but Magic never steps out on stage.

Mike Announcer:I said this is  MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGIC!!!

The song restarts before the ref comes and whispers something into the ears of Magic.

Mike Announcer: The Referee has just informed me that magic has until the count of ten to make it out to the ring or will forfeit this contest.

Mike Announcer: ONE!
 
Mike Announcer: TWO!

Mike Announcer: THREE!

Mike Announcer: FOUR!

Mike Announcer: FIVE!

Mike Announcer: SIX!

Mike Announcer: SEVEN!

Mike Announcer: EIGHT!

Mike Announcer: NINE!

Mike Announcer: TEN!

The referee calls for the bell and raises Rabbi’s hand.

Mike Announcer: Your winner due to a forfeit… The RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBI!!!

The Rabbi 3.83 APS + 2.20 AVS = 6.03
Magic 0.00 APS + 0.10 AVS = 0.10

Rabbi’s music hits but he calls for the microphone.

Rabbi: Cut my music.

He looks around and smiles.

Rabbi: So this is it for me. Next week I face destiny to finally win the World Heavyweight Championship. Everyone already knows I can defeat Seth Omega. I beat him twice all though I will admit the second times was not how I wanted that match to be. But nothing changes the fact that I defeated him one week prior. Seth this is nothing personal but this is my time to be World Champion, not yours.

The crowd pops for the LPW legend.

Rabbi: which brings me to World heavyweight Champion, Morpheus. Morpheus you really inspired me to come back I mean you took a 6 year break and have been dominating upon your return. Very impressive indeed, but You don’t scare me Dream man and you won’t keep that belt from finally being mine. The Madness will belong to the Rabbi and when I leave both of you broken I only will have one thing to say to the two of you as I pin you… one…two…three… Mazalta BEEP!

Nick: Whoa Whoa Whoa, easy “Jewbacca”, children watch this show!

Rabbi: Ok “Nick Solo” but your one to talk. You the man that rips people to shreds on barbed wire, thumb-tacks, C-4, Shards of Glass… you the man that makes the Red Cross break out into Anxiety induced Hives due to excessive violence. You…

Nick: The man that makes an awesome plate of nachos for football night! That is what you were going to say right?

Rabbi:What I am saying is Nick, you are the most violent man to ever step foot in a PWA or LPW ring so how can you compare your violence to a slip of the mouth.

Nick: Simple, because violence doesn’t equal profanity.

Both Nick and Rabbi look at each other and laugh.

Nick: But I do want to say what a great honor it is to be here tonight and to be in the very ring and to hear the pop you guys gave me when I came out really makes me miss it.

A “one more match” chant starts to break out as Nick Smiles.

Nick: that is touching that you all want to see the Sick One wrestle one more time but I am afraid I really don’t have the time.

Rabbi: Guys I don’t think he heard you… so let me help you. One… More… Match! One… More… Match! One… More… Match! One… More… Match!

The Crowd gets louder and louder to match the Rabbi and Nick just looks around and like the look of someone who is addicted to something getting there fix, Nick Snaps.

Nick: I’LL DO IT!

The crowd pops wildly prior to Eric Scorpio stepping out on Stage.

Scorpio: Well if I heard you right Nick, you want one more match? Who am I to refuse a legend like you a request like that? So Nick, I invite you to have this match at The Madness™ against a Mystery Opponent in an Extreme Blood match! I want you to show the fans out there the levels of violence that you can achieve.

Nick: Hells Ya, so who is my opponent?

Scorpio: Oh we will let the crowd speculate on this one but I will say it will be one of three people. An impressive Rookie, a Legend of the past or a currant Main Eventer. Tear the house down Nick and show these young “children” the true meaning of violence.

Scorpio steps back stage and the crowd breaks out into a Nick Chant.

Phantom: This is huge. “Sick” Nick returns and it will be live on Pay Per View, but we don’t know who it will be.

Phoenix: Well the fans will have to tune in to see who it is.

New LPW Hardcore Champion X is walking back stage to the parking lot with the hardcore title in one hand and tag strap in the other. He turns the corner and clotheslined to the ground by two men holding a ladder. X hits the ground as the two men start to stomp him. As the camera spins around it is revealed it is Mathew Clark and Dick Dynamo of Prophecy of Violence. Sean Jensen is in the background with the WHSC resting proudly around his waist as he is barking orders to Dick and Mat.

Jensen: See that boys, it is important to soften up your opponent before the big match.

Clark: Help us Sean!

Jensen: this is your battle boys, I’m not doing any of the work for you.

They continue to stomp X as Jensen is trying to give boot camp like instructions when he stops mid sentence as both of the POV boys look at him and Jensen is staring straight behind him like he has seen a ghost. Dick and Matt slowly turn around when Jensen points and Ash Strife reaches out with his two massive hands and slams Dick and Matt face first into each other as they slump to the ground. He then reaches behind him and produces a 2 x 4 starts to smack it into his own hand as Dick and Matt slowly get up.

Jensen: Retreat!

Dynamo, Clark and Jensen back off off as Strife pulls X to his feet. Strife looks all three dead in the face.

Strife: They will be no escape for you this Sunday, welcome to hell!

Dynamo lunges at Strife but Clark and Jensen hold him back as Jensen gets them to back off.

We see Seth Omega seated in the locker room. He is holding his still healing arm as he looks around, a confident look in his eyes. He takes a huge swig from his bottle of Jack Daniels and looks toward the camera.

My time is now!

I have spent all my life waiting for this moment! To get a shot at being World Champion! The World has spoken! They want Seth Omega as the new World Champion.

I don't need the approval of Eric Scorpio or Drew Michaels to validate in my mind and heart that I should be in this match and I should be seen as the man who will walk out with the World Title. Not Morpheus! Not Rabbi! ME!

I have shown throughout my career, since I first started Wrestling, that I am one of the most vicious men in Wrestling. I have showed you people that I don't need weapons to win! I showed you people that I was more than just talk at the last PPV in that hard fought match with Mass Chaos. And I will show you all again that I am World Champions material. Just not your definition!

I haven't toiled through the Independents, waiting for this opportunity, to fail! I didn't fight so hard just to be mocked by two power mad GM's in Scorpio and Michaels because I don't fit there ideal as a championship contender or “Won LPW's version of American Idol.” I was chosen! I was going to get there anyway, that just speed up the process. My time to be World Champion is now!

Morpheus can not destroy my destiny by using his cheap tricks as “The Master of the Dream Realm.” I want your title and I want to break you in half because you are putting a wedge between me and Storme. You are like all the other retreads that come in here. Think you are special because you where here when it was still “PWA.” You are nothing, Morpheus. And I intend to expose you as a fraud of a Champion to the world!

Rabbi, I don't know where you stand. It suspiciously looks like you stand with Eric Scorpio to me! It doesn't matter to me if you stand with him or are your own man. The only thing that I am sure of is that you are another person that is trying to deny me the LPW World Heavyweight Championship! And just like Morpheus, just like Drew Michaels, just like Eric Scorpio, you will all be bowing down after The Madness to the new World Champion! I will have proved you all wrong! I will be the champion this company needs!

Seth takes another swig, gets up and walks out.

Phantom: Main event time and the final Trial of Scorpio for Seth Omega.

Phoenix: Now here Steve Storme is sticking up for his friend but has we heard him say it wasn’t for the noblest of intensions. Also with Styxx selling out to Scorpio for this match, one should hope Styxx wins for it will all be for nothing.

Mike Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is your main event and a Trials of Scorpio Match.
"Turns to Ashes" by 36 Crazyfists blast through the areana as Pyromania superstar Styxx walks through the curtain with a look of determination on his face. Cripsy is following directly behind him.
Mike Announcer: Introducing first, Representing Pyromania, hailing from Wodonga, Australia. He weighs in at 290 LBS this… is… STYYYYYYYYYXXXX!!!
Phoenix: Styxx with a huge win over Drew Michaels over on Pyromania recently and-

Phantom: No one cares. Don’t waste valuable air time talking about Pyro.

Mike Announcer: And his opponent.

“Deathsmarch" by Cancer Bats blast as Steve Storme steps out to a pop from the crowd. He holds his hands up high and sprints down to the ring.

Mike Announcer:Hailing from “Killa Cali”, he weighs in at 225 LBS he is the “Rookie Superstar”… STEEEEEEEEEEEEVE STORME!!!

Phantom: Steve Storme with a huge opportunity to break out here as he takes on a former world champion to show the world he is ready. Not to mention what kind of message would that send to Azreal if Storme wins here clean.

Phoenix: Clearly that his days as LPW Television Champion will be numbered.

The ref calls for the bell as these two circle each other. Styxx calls for a tie up.

Phoenix:Steve Storme moves in to lock up but he ducks beneath Styxx’s arms and rebounds off of the ropes. Storme clips Styxx behind the knee to knock the big man to his knees. Storme bounces off of the other ropes plants Styxx to the ground with a shining Wizard! Styxx pops up in shock and Storme gives him a cocky smirk.

Phantom: The self proclaimed King of the indies just hit the bigger man with a nice one two combo and Styxx I think just realized this won’t be as easy as he thought it would be.

Phoenix: Styxx charges at Storme and a nice base ball slide between Styxx’s legs allows Storme to avoid injury. Storme is up and he grabs Styxx, but Styxx smashes a massive elbow into the face of Storme for him to drop like a ton of bricks.

Phantom: And as Storme rubs his jaw you can see that he just realized how Strong Styxx really is.

Storme gets up and Styxx drops him with a clothesline before pulling him up and hitting another short arm clothesline.

Phantom: That is like getting smashed in the mouth with a base ball bat from the power of Styxx.

Phoenix: Styxx pulls Storme up again and whips him into the rope and catches him with a power slam! He hooks the leg. One… Tw- kick out by Storme! Styxx gets up but Storme hooks the head and rolls him into a small package. One… Kick out by Styxx!

Phantom: Storme could have stolen that one right there. I am surprised Styxx is this focus for he signed an open contract with Eric Scorpio. What could he have in store for him.

Phoenix: He is a veteran enough to know not ot let his thoughts distract him from a match, especially when after this match he would have the possibility to become the second man to hold both world titles.

Phantom: He has to win here tonight and then not only go through Seth and Rabbi but our beast of a champion, Morpheus.

Phoenix: Styxx has Storme in a corner and is bringing down those heavy knife like chops to the bare chest of Steve Storme. After his third chop Styxx power whips Storme into the other corner with authority only for Storme to bounce off and fall down. Styxx charges and drops elbow right onto the head of Storme. He covers. One… Two… Kick out by Storme! Storme must be on dream streak here but he has the sense to stay in this thing.

Phantom: Clearly he is thinking about the Television Championship. That is driving him here to stay in this thing.

Phoenix: Styxx pulls Storme up and clotheslines him over the top rope.

The Referee begins his ten count as Styxx goes to follow him.

One.

Phoenix: Styxx has Storme up and he power whips Storme right over the steel steps. That sickening thud as knee collides with steel.

Two.

Phantom: They are coming our way BP and Styxx is yelling for Cripsy to clear the table.

Three.

Phoenix: Cripsy is doing as he is told but Storme won’t take this lying down. He drives a fist into the stomach of Styxx, turns and drops Cripsy with a spinning heel kick and slides under the bottom rope. Styxx quickly follows and now Storme is on the offencive as he stomps the back of Styxx’s head before running to the ropes and springboards off with a leg drops to the back of Styxx’s neck. Storme covers. One… Two… Cripsy pulls Storme off of Styxx!

Phantom: Serves him right for Storme was the one that kicked him in the head.

Phoenix: The referee isn’t going ot stad for this as he just told Cripsy that he is out of there. Good it is now in-between these two men as it should have been all along. Storme is behind Styxx and waits for him to get up before clipping him again. Storme has his leg now and hyperextend it into a slam before dropping a knee onto it. Storm not letting do does it again before rolling Styxx over into a single leg crab.

Phantom: Very Smart move by the Rookie Superstar here. If he can keep Styxx on the mat and take away his legs from him this once will be in the bag.

Phoenix: It will but Styxx is too close to the ropes and he pulls himself to them. Storme is not breaking the hold! The Referee is counting him and by the count of 4 he breaks it. Only to brag Styxx to the center of the ring and he has that leg again! He goes to twist Styxx back into the single leg crab but Styxx kicks him off of him and rolls to the outside.

Phantom: Styxx has a mild limp here but he won’t let that stop him.

Phoenix: Styxx is walking around trying ot get the feeling back into his leg and Storme leaps over the top rope. Styxx catches him! He lifts him up and drops him chest first on the barricade… that couldn’t have felt good. Styxx rolls back into the ring and he waits for Storm to do the same. Storme follows and a scoop slam by Styxx followed by another elbow drop, and a cover. One… Storme has his foot on the bottom rope.

Phantom: Smart move by Storme to not waste unnecessary energy.

Phoenix: Storme is pulled up by Styxx and whipped towards the ropes. Styxx goes for a big Boot. Storme ducks and bounces off of the ropes a second time. He ducks a clothesline and drop kicks Styxx right in the knee. Styxx hits the ground and Storme drags him to the center of the ring and locks in a Figure Four leg lock. Styxx is trapped! He tapped out!

Mike Announcer: Here is your winner… STEEEEEEEEEEEEVE STORME!!!

Steve Storme 4.03 APS + 1.30 AVS = 5.33
Styxx 3.84 APS + 1.00 AVS = 4.84

“Deathsmarch" by Cancer Bats blast as Steve Storme holds his hands up high in the air.

phoenix: Very impressive victory by Storme here. He most definitely sent a message to Azreal. Now we wonder what is Styxx’s fate as him signing his life away was all for nothing.

Phantom: We don’t know but I’m sure we will find but now it is time for the Madness! Good Night Toronto!

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And many, many more lunatics have filled the halls of history; but now Boston Massachusetts faces a NEW BREED of Insanity as the Inmates run wild in an environment of complete chaos. The same people that convicted these men and called them crazy now how the power to choose their fate. This night you, the fans, will be the judge, jury and executioner as you sentence the inmates of LPW Insanity to their fate. The mentally ill will fight for survival as they try to infect Boston with THE MADNESS!
 

One man blood thirsty for revenge… another man fighting to take back his job… Magic doesn’t know for fact that Bobino is indeed involved but with the evidence that Scorpio has Magic will plan to fight like a bat out of hell to defeat Bobino for this proof while Bobino must defeat magic here to secure his job. Where there are no rules and anything goes these both men will put on the fight of their lives to achieve there desires.


The Reigning television Champion Azreal… The “Rookie Superstar” Steve Storme… These two are no strangers to each other as Storme defeated Azreal to win the title of Rookie Superstar over Azreal, but when Azreal cost Storme both the Master of the Asylum tournament and the LPW United States Championship that was the final straw. Azreal claims it was out of pride and refusing to let Storme outshine Azreal again but now is Stormes shot for revenge as these two young warriors battle it out in an “I-Quit” match. With the Television Championship and both of their prides on the line, this one won’t be for the faint of heart.


Two very unlikely tag teams here. Vanderbilt having another chance to rub Savana’s face in the dirt and to add Ozzy Crerar name to the list of properties he will own, while his loss here will equal a very painful embarrassment. Big B. Brown here is the mystery factor. Can he and Nigel work together to secure a United States title shot for himself or is he too focused on wanting the Hardcore title back. Your going to have to tune in to find out.


In what was a 32 man tournament, only two remain. Drew Michaels, General Manager of Pyromania and sworn enemy of all things Insanity will face his brother in arms and best friend and fellow Misfit, Mass Chaos. Chaos is insanity’s last hope for Drew’s threats of Insanity’s destruction can become a vivid reality if he wins this tournament. Is Chaos secretly working with Drew here to kill the Brand he started on or is the competitor in Chaos too strong to pass up the chance for the prizes at stake, Automatic Death Cube entry and the chance to run Insanity the following night? What will happen when the Misfits Explode? Will friendship pull through or will Drew’s hatred for Insanity cause him to attempt to destroy yet another friend?


The most violent deranged man to ever step foot in the ring is back for one night but who is his opponent? With the clue being an impressive rookie, a former legend or a current main Eventer, it could be anyone. We do know this much, whoever it is that Eric is putting in the ring with “Sick” Nick better know a good doctor and better have a blood transfusion ready to go after they battle in an Extreme Blood match.


The Prophecy of Violence… The Wisemen… Escape from Hell! These two teams go through one of the most grueling, barbaric matches to ever occur in LPW. The POV plans to make a name for theme selves against the Wisemen but how much pain and suffering can they take as they go through hell and battle for the chance to escape it with the Straps. Will the POV make history and defeat the Wisemen? Will the Wisemen continue their reign of terror as tag champs? One thing is for sure all four men regardless of the outcome will not leave that structure the same.


Seth Omega, the voted Number One Contender… The Rabbi, Returning Legend and thorn in Omega’s side… Morpheus, Reigning World Heavyweight Champion. Three men battling it out for the richest prize in LPW. Morpheus has been on a unbeatable trail of destruction as he looks to add Rabbi and Omega’s name to his list of victims but Rabbi is tired of being denied and will stop at nothing to become World Champion. With Eric Scorpio targeting Seth this entire cycle, how will his broken arm hold out as he refuses to pass up his shot? This will be a three way war that won’t be for the faint of heart. [/COLOR]