BMWF Bedlam Part III

Date : 3/15/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Kansas Coliseum Wichita Kansas

(The BruiserTron does one of those old black and white
countdowns from five. After reaching one, the screen
fades to black. A second later we see a guy in
desperate need of a shave. He's wearing a John Deer
baseball cap and overalls.)

Farmer: Life ain't all that fair thesedays with banks
foreclosing everything. Just the other day I got a
letter from the bank saying I gots three days to hand
over fifteen thousand dollars or else they're gonna
close the farm. Can you believe that? Farms been part
of my family for five generations and these heartless
sonofbleep's think they gonna take it from me?

(Scene shifts to show the interior of the kitchen.
Sunlight shines through the windows and fills the old
fashioned room with amazing radiance. Sitting at the
table is the farmer and his wife.)

Wife: It ain't easy since they closed the mill either.
I had a job there for nearly twenty-five years.
Started working there right out of high school. Last
week they shut the doors and headed down south to
Mexico or someplace. Now what can I do? The only job
for me is in the nearest town, twenty seven miles
away. Working for minium wage again with little to
know chance to getting any sort of promotions, I ask
you, how can that help us save the farm.

Farmer: That's right. We'd ask our son for help, but
he died in that war in Iraq. All the government did
for us was give us a little check and a flag. What are
we supposed to do now? We already lost our son to this
country, now we're losing our lively hood and our
home. What next?

(The image fades out. A few words, written in gold
appear on the Tron.)

SUCKS TO BE THOSE JACKA$$E$, DOESN'T IT?

(Just below them, the following words appear.)

GOT CASH?

(The screen fades)

KING: What in the heck was that? Is Hillbilly Jim making a comeback?

JR: I hope not, King!

>>> 

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room where Tamer is standing with
his Gold Belt over his shoulder.)

Tamer: People come back, other people leave. Last week we saw the return of
Asylum. This week the world finds out Inferno, Mineral, and Aquatic have
left. The great revolving door of the BMWF.

(Tamer smiles.)

Tamer: Also if you haven’t noticed Headhunter had disappeared. So I did
exactly what I said I would do I sent his little British @$$ packing. He
came back and I tamer his little Union jack behind. Headhunter cheerio and
have a nice day.

(Tamer turns to the side.)

Tamer: Tonight I face Hardcore Harry. Harry I faced you two weeks ago in the
ring on bedlam for The Gold Belt. I have to say you’re a lucky man. Cause
tonight’s a rematch. Did you earn it? Tell me how? I beat you plain and
simple. You even tried a low blow to help your efforts it didn’t work. I hit
you with the Whip and pinned you one, two , and three. Well you must have a
old favor due or something. You got another shot. But the simple fact is
that’s all you have a shot... A long shot. I know what its like Harry. I’ve
been where you are. No idea where to go what to do. Grasping at title shots.
I know it sucks. And I also know you are going to come to that ring and give
me everything you have. I know how that drives a person. But I also know how
it hurts a wrestler. I was going for title shot after title shot. But I kept
losing. I couldn’t get my *bleep* together. It doesn’t happen in that ring.
You gotta search deep. The big talk won’t help. You gotta find out who you
are. Or the downward spiral will continue. I know a little about how your
brain works Harry. You’re going to over think everything. You going to be
too focused. I’m going to come at you smooth. I’m ready but are you. Can you
come back from the loss at No way in so quickly? Can you regain gold? I wish
you luck but...Be prepared..cause you know what I bring.

(Tamer cracks his knuckles.)

Tamer: Judge tonight the night you’re bring it right? Tonight’s the night
I’m going to feel your payback right. Your coming for me. Well bring it.
Bring all you got Judge. I’m ready for ya I can’t wait. I hope you it me
hard I hope you knock me down. I hope you hurt me. Give me more of a reason.
Give me more incentive to whip your @$$. Judge I can’t wait. I want you in
that ring. I hope you name a time, a place, a stip. My title will be on the
line I promise. I just wanna get my hands around your little pencil neck.  I
want a one on one match. No bWo, No Prime Time. Tamer versus The Judge-Gold
Belt. That simple. I think you know the proper time. I think you know the
proper time. I can’t wait for your stip. Beware though Judge. Cause the
second the words are out of your mouth there’s no taking them back. Once you
utter the words all you can do is...

(Tamer clears his throat and looks deeply into the camera.)

Tamer: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

FADE

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Jacksonville, NC...
Weighing in at 256 pounds...

Hardcore Harry

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

The BMWF Gold Belt Champion...
Tamer

PA: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

(The lights dim the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena.
“Hit the Floor" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as red and blue lights
begin to strobe. From each side of the stage Blue fire shoots up arching
towards the middle of the stage meeting in n explosion of smoke. Tamer walks
out from behind the smoke. Tamer stands at the top of the ramp soaking in
the crowd. Tamer pats his title that is around his waste. Tamer rolls his
neck and begins to make his way down the ramp. Tamer hops up on the apron
and enters the ring. Tamer takes his title and places it on his shoulder.
Tamer climbs on the turnbuckle and raises his title in the air. Tamer goes
to all four corners. Tamer then stands in the middle of the ring and pats
his title, then turns around in a circle pointing to the crowd. )

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell.
Tamer runs into the ropes.
Tamer hits Hardcore Harry with an elbow.
Tamer uses a sidewalk slam on Hardcore Harry.
The crowd is going crazy.
Tamer nails Hardcore Harry with a sidewalk slam.
Tamer takes Hardcore Harry down with a T-Bone Suplex.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tamer dances the Robot.
The crowd is going crazy.
Tamer runs into the ropes.
Tamer goes for an Asai moonsault, but Hardcore Harry side-steps and Tamer
only hits air.
Hardcore Harry goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Tamer counters it with
a DDT.
Tamer dances the Robot.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer takes Hardcore Harry down with a Northern Lights suplex.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Tamer dances the Robot.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer whips Hardcore Harry into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry hits Tamer with a kick.
Hardcore Harry is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry talks trash to the crowd.
Numerous fans are using Hardcore Harry for target practice.
Hardcore Harry hits Tamer with a choke slam.
Hardcore Harry runs into the ropes.
Tamer goes for a sidewalk slam, but Hardcore Harry counters it with a DDT.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Hardcore Harry uses a Northern Lights suplex on Tamer.
Al Johnson counts: One, shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry throws Tamer into the turnbuckle.
Tamer comes back and rocks Hardcore Harry with an elbow.

JR: Wait! The Judge just hopped the ring barrier and is hiding behind the ring!

King: Where? I don't see him!

JR: He's right there...he just grabbed the Gold Belt from ringside and he's entering the ring with it! He slides into the ring behind Tamer and is stalking Tamer right in front of the referee!

CRACK!

JR: The Judge just nailed Tamer with the Gold Belt and the ref is DQing Harry!

*DING DING*

JR:The Judge rushes forward and nails Harry with the Gold Belt and then dumps him out of the ring.
       The Judge goes back to work on Tamer, hitting him with punches in the face!
       The Judge is locking Tamer in the Case Dismissed! submission!
       Tamer is tapping out frantically!

King: The Judge has snapped!

JR: The Judge has let go of Tamer and has a mic!

(The Judge grabs the mic from ringside and waits for the boos to subside.)

Judge: Tamer, you brought this on yourself! You continously interfere in the bWo and my business and it is time for you to pay. And if I'm not mistaken, we have a huge pay-per-view around the corner!

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: Tamer, I want your BLEEP in a Caged Ladder match at Bruisermania for the Gold Belt title!

JR: OH MY GOSH! A CAGED LADDER MATCH? THAT'S CRAZY!

King: Do you think Tamer will accept?

Judge: Tamer, if you are a real man, you'll accept. I'll be waiting for your answer.

(The bWo theme hits and The Judge poses with the Gold Belt title as the crowd boos. He then heads to the back, taunting Tamer and the crowd.)

>>>

(Axe is seen backstage with his kendo stick and notices that Tobey Miliken is around the corner with his manager Shawn Rollins. He quietly turns and tries not to make any noise.)

(Axe swings the kendo stick back and delivers a hard shot to the head of Tobey's manager!)

*CRACK!*

(Tobey turns around only to receive a kendo stick shot to the head as well.)

*CRACK!*

(Tobey is still on his feet but is hit repeatedly until falling to the ground.)

*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!*

(Tobey lays on the ground along with Shawn as Axe speaks.)

Axe: This isn't for the reward this is me challenging you at Bruisermania! See you around Tobey!

(Axe quickly fleds from the scene as the scene fades out.)

JR: This is really starting to heat up King!

King: I just hope that if the match is accepted that they both have good insurance companies!

(The BruiserTron lights up, revealing a computerized
representation of the solar system. The shot starts
to zoom in, traveling past Pluto, Neptune, Uranus, and
all the other planets as it homes in on Earth. We
break through the atmosphere, clouds parting, as the
focus sets on the continent of North America. We pull
in closer, as a glowing outline surrounds North
America. Closer still, and the state of California is
highlighted. Closer and closer...southern California.
Faster and faster we zoom in until, in a rush of
colour and light, we find ourselves landing right in
front of the Prime Time Mansion! Cue the music!
"Prime Time" by Promoe begins to play, but it is a
peppier, bouncier, swinging version, baby! Cut to
face shots of all the members of Prime Time, with
appropriate captions to designate their names.
Everyone is giving goofy, sitcom smiles to the camera
as the music plays.
Starring...Truck...Kolic....Rachel Pitt...Tamer...
"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt...and
featuring Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde as himself! The
credits wrap up, telling us this is "A Prime Time
Production.")

(The scene opens up in Vern’s room in the middle of the night. His door
flies open and Vern jumps awake. Tamer is standing at the doorway.)

Tamer: Get up and Follow me!

Vern: I don’t wanna go to school.

Mr. Beaurgarde: Get up VERN!

(Vern hope up and follows Tamer and Clancy. They walks straight to Inferno
and Aquatics room. The room is barren. Rachel is in the middle of the room
holding a piece of paper. Kolic walks in with Truck)

Kolic: Mineral’s room is the same.

Rachel: Read the note.

(Tamer grabs the note and proceeds to read it aloud.)

Tamer: Our 10-month contacts were up for renewal, we decided to leave due to
creative differences with Stone Cold Bruiser. We may go wrestle with the CWF
(Christian Wrestling Federation) but the door is open for a future comeback.
Therefore, we’re sorry but we had to leave. Hopefully we can comeback
sometime. We will miss all of you. Signed Inferno, mineral and Aquatic.

(Everyone takes a second to soak it in.)

Mr. Beauregarde: Well that’s the way business goes sometime and well we just
have to move on.

Truck: But...

Tamer: He’s right. They are our friends but, we can‘t change anything. We
gotta keep moving.

Rachel: Whew. Wow... I guess we should all get some sleep.

Vern: Ah hell none of u can sleep right now. War room. And...

(Vern points at the camera.)

Vern: You can’t come.

(The scene fades as everyone walks out of the room. A picture of Kolic
reading is show. Kolic is seen reading a book in his room. All of a
sudden...)

Robotic Voice: Someone is at the door.

Kolic: Go to video.

(A camera at the door shows three people at the door: two muscle-bound nerds
and Bill Gates.)

Kolic: Just great...

(The camera follows Kolic as he walks to the door.)

Kolic: Oh, it’s you. What do you want?

Bill: Greetings, Kolic. I trust you understand our offer.
Kolic: Yes, and you can shove it up your techie...

Bill: Temper, temper. You’ve become so unbalanced after you joined the BMWF.

Kolic: No, I became “unbalanced” when you hired the BEST student out of
Georgia Tech for a lackey job! I could have been your best programmer, but
you stuck me in the worst job imaginable!

Bill: That’s why I’m here, to make amends. As you know, I’m offering you the
top job in our programming department, with opportunity to advance into
management. This would be a dream for any young programmer.

Kolic: Find some other geek to fill your job. I’m staying here in the BMWF.

Bill: I see you won’t listen to reason. That’s why I have Theo and Simon
here, in case you were...stubborn.

Kolic: I’d like to see them try to take me back. Guys?

(All of Prime Time emerges behind Kolic: Vernon, Tamer, Rachel, Truck, and
Clancy. All stand with arms crossed, except Truck, who is cracking his
knuckles menacingly.)

Vernon: Our Kolic isn’t going anywhere he doesn’t want to go. He’s found a
place to express himself.

Tamer: He’s found happiness in the BMWF, more than he could at Microsoft.

Rachel: He’s found a group that will take him in and make him feel like an
equal.

Clancy: He’s found a job more emotionally lucrative than you can offer.

Truck: He’s found a force to back him up in everything he does.

Kolic: I’ve found...Prime Time. I’m sorry gentlemen, if you can call
yourselves that, but I’m not going anywhere. However, I am a sporting man.
I’ll give you a chance to have me as your programmer. You see, there’s a
sport I’ve enjoyed for quite some time: robot fighting. Here is my
challenge: you build your own robot, and I’ll build mine. In two weeks, we
fight in a Battlebots arena, with the standard traps and dangers, and no
time limit. The team whose bot doesn’t die, wins. If I win, I stay in the
BMWF, and you don’t bother me again. If I lose, I quit and join Microsoft.

Bill: It is a tempting offer...I accept. Keep in mind that my robot will be
more efficient and deadly than any your pitiful mind can create.

Kolic: No mind, no mater. how great, can predict the future. I can say that
I won’t go down without a fight.

Bill: We’ll see.
(Bill, Simon, and Theo walk back to the Microsoft Helicopter and fly away)

Kolic: Well, let’s get to work. We have two weeks to finish my robot.

Vernon: Finish? You mean you already started it?

Kolic: Oh yeah, you don’t remember hearing anything in the garage late at
night?

Vernon: I thought it was Inferno and Mineral screwing around, as usual. It
was sad to see them leave.

Kolic: Yeah, they would have made great weapons operators. I’ll show you
what I’ve done so far, come on.

(Kolic leads the rest of Prime Time to the garage as the camera fades. A
picture of Vern at a piano is shown. The scene opens in the music room,
where Vernon and Clancy are playing some tunes. Clancy is blowing a
trumpet while Vernon tickles the ivories on the grand
piano. They are running through a rousing version of
the traditional New Orleans funeral tune “Oh Didn’t He
Ramble,” and appear to be having a good time. Truck
comes in and listens for a bit, then grabs an upright
bass and begins to play along. They are really
rocking the joint now. Tamer, Kolic, and Rachel
enter.)

Tamer: Not bad guys!

(Vernon gives them a wink and nods for them to join
in.)

Rachel: I don’t know how to play an instrument…

Vernon: Just grab a tambourine then! Anyone can play
music!

(Rachel picks up a tambourine as Tamer takes a seat
behind the drum set. Kolic sits behind his own drums.
Soon, everyone is having a great time
and really blowing the roof off the place. All too
soon, the song comes to an end.)

Clancy: Whew! It’s sure been a while since I played
that hard! I thought I’s gonna run outta breath fo’ a
minute there!

Truck: I knew Vernon was a musician, but I didn’t
know the rest o’ y’all could play too. How long you
been a trumpeter, Clancy?

Clancy: I was first chair in the school jazz band all
them years ago. I ain’t played much since then o’
course, but it’s like ridin’ a bicycle. You never really forget.

Tamer: That was a lot of fun, people. I didn’t even
know I could play the drums!

(Everyone chuckles.)

Tamer: What?

Vernon: Well, you weren’t so much playing them as you
were beating them. Your rhythm was a little off as
well.

Rachel: I thought he sounded alright.


Kolic: It wasn't bad...for a beginner. (Kolic twirls his drumsticks with a
semi-smug look)

Vernon: Well….

Rachel: Oh no you don’t! I told you I couldn’t play.

Clancy: It don’ matter who played right or wrong, the
only thing that matters about the music is that y’all
enjoyed yo’selves.

Vernon: That’s right.

Clancy: That’s really what Prime Time is, if you
think about. We’re like a hot jazz combo. Members
may come, and members may go, but the song keeps
goin’. I know we’re all gonna miss Inferno, Mineral,
and Aquatic. Hell, I miss ‘em already. But we gotta
soldier on now. Maybe they’ll be back someday, but we
can’t live the rest o’ our lives waiting to see if
that happens.

Kolic: Clancy is right, you know. We can’t let
ourselves get down just because some of us have left.
We have to keep going, because that’s just who we are.

Vernon: Prime Time!

Everyone: Prime Time!

Vernon: 1…2…1-2-3-4!

(Everyone immediately jumps back into playing the
music, this time a boisterous version of the “Captain
Planet” theme song.)

FADE OUT

>>>

KING: Eco-System left due to creative differences with Bruiser? What creative differences..Bruiser not liking Norwegian cold ones?

JR: I have no idea, King, and, from what I've heard, neither does Bruiser!

KING: Maybe it's that Bruiser has a PC that works and Eco-Systems doesn't! HA HA!

JR: We'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is a Hardcore title match!


Introducing first...

Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Elektroshock

LILLY: His opponent...
From Kingston, Jamaica...
Weighing in at 410 pounds...

The BMWF Hardcore Champion...
Tyrone Smith

(The lights dim. The trumpeting music made famous from old Godzilla movies
plays over the PA system as short glimpse of the creature Godzilla appear on
the BruiserTron. As the music reaches its climax, a roar can be heard and
the following words appear on the BruiserTron)

"JAMAICAN MONSTER"

(There's a quick flash of pyro. A large Jamaican flag drops over the stage
and the beat to "Simon Says" by Pharoahe Monche kicks up. It pauses.)

PA: GET DA (beep) UP!

(There's another shot of pyro and the flag drops. Tyrone is standing on the
stage with his arms out)

PA: SIMON SAYS GET DA (beep) UP!

(The music continues. Tyrone Smith is jumping up and down in excitement on
the stage. He walks down to the ring, enters it and grabs Lilly's mic)

Tyrone:...........

*POP*

JR: DEAR LORD! TYRONE JUST NAILED ELEKTROSHOCK WITH THE MICROPHONE!

KING: That's horrible! Tyrone just ruined a perfectly good $20,000 microphone!

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell.
Tyrone Smith whips Elektroshock into the turnbuckle, but Elektroshock
reverses it.
Elektroshock charges in with a clothesline, but Tyrone Smith
moves out of the way.
Tyrone Smith goes for a choke slam, but Elektroshock blocks it.
Elektroshock hits Tyrone Smith.
Elektroshock is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Elektroshock kicks Tyrone Smith.
Elektroshock is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Tyrone Smith hits Elektroshock.
Tyrone Smith hits Elektroshock with the Reverse DDT.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Tyrone Smith whips Elektroshock into the ropes, but Elektroshock reverses it.
Elektroshock goes for a slap, but Tyrone Smith blocks it.
Tyrone Smith takes Elektroshock down with a gutwrench suplex.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Tyrone Smith nails Elektroshock with a full nelson slam.
Tyrone Smith whips Elektroshock into the ropes, but Elektroshock reverses it.
Elektroshock misses with a clothesline.
Tyrone Smith takes Elektroshock down with a double underhook power bomb.
The crowd erupts.
Tyrone Smith gets the STF on Elektroshock.
Elektroshock is struggling to reach the ropes.
Elektroshock inches his way towards the ropes after 5 seconds.
Tyrone Smith uses a snap suplex on Elektroshock.
The crowd is giving Tyrone Smith a standing ovation.
Tyrone Smith catches Elektroshock in a spinning toehold.
Elektroshock is struggling to reach the ropes.
Elektroshock gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Tyrone Smith executes the Ganja Drop on Elektroshock.
The crowd is giving Tyrone Smith a standing ovation.
Tyrone Smith goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd erupts.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Tyrone Smith!

JR: We'll be right! King, I man hearing that something has happened in the back again!!!

King: This is getting ridiculous!!!!

(White Lightning is found on the floor. His head busted wide open and on the wall a message is written.)

LOWEDOWN SOON

JR: King, I think someone with a sick mind is looking for Lowedown.

King: I have not seen this in a long time.

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of South Central L.A....
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

The BMWF U.S. Champion...
Dreadnaught

PA: WHAT ‘CHA GONNA DO WHEN (BLEEP) HITS THE FAN?

JR: The Thug is out here for his match!

(“Bodyguard” by Obie Trice ignites the arena. The fans cheer as pyro explodes on the stage. Dreadnaught emerges with black baggy jeans and his “Psychotic 1” basketball jersey. Dreadnaught pulls the US Title off of his waist and holds it high in the air. He drops it down to his shoulder as the fans cheer while he walks down to the ring.)

King: This is a match for the US title.

JR: Indeed it is, and because Mineral ran away, this is the match we are left with!

(Dreadnaught rolls into the ring and stands on the second turnbuckle with the title. He jumps down and hands it to the ref.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by The Embalmer...
From The Darkside...
Weighing in at 400 pounds...

"The Mastedon" Slayder

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell.
Dreadnaught puts Slayder in a wristlock.
Slayder makes it to the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Dreadnaught gets a sleeperhold on Slayder.
Slayder is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Dreadnaught lets go after 17 seconds.
Dreadnaught goes for a sleeperhold, but Slayder blocks it.
Slayder nails Dreadnaught with a powerslam.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: Dreadnaught whips Slayder into the ropes.
Slayder ducks a clothesline from Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught catches Slayder with a dropkick.
Dreadnaught immediately begins to choke Slayder on the mat.
 
King: Dreadnaught is polluting Slayder!
 
JR: The ref is starting the count.
1…2…3…4…Dreadnaught breaks the hold!Dreadnaught pulls Slayder off of the mat.
Dreadnaught hits a knee lift and tosses Slayder over the top rope.
 
King: Dreadnaught is preparing to fly!
 
JR: Dreadnaught grabs the top rope and hits a plancha on Slayder.
The two collapse to the outside.
The ref begins his count.
1…2…3…4…5…Dreadnaught is up.6…7…8….Dreadnaught grabs Slayder and rolls him back into the ring.
 
Dreadnaught gets a sleeperhold on Slayder.
Slayder is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Slayder grabs the ropes after being locked up for 9 seconds.
Dreadnaught almost takes Slayder's head off with a clothesline
Dreadnaught goes for Ankle Lock Submission, but Slayder blocks it.
Slayder whips Dreadnaught into the ropes.
Slayder goes for a bearhug, but Dreadnaught counters it with a facerake.
Dreadnaught punches Slayder.
Slayder chops Dreadnaught.
Slayder chops Dreadnaught.
Slayder has the crowd going wild.
Slayder goes for a powerslam, but Dreadnaught counters it with
a swinging neckbreaker.

JR: Dreadnaught and Slayder are going toe to toe!
 
King: This is turning into quite a battle!
 
JR: Dreadnaught goes for a body slam.
Slayder falls off of his back and lands behind Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught with a mule kick.
Dreadnaught hooks Slayder and lands a Russian Leg Sweep.
Dreadnaught stands up and grabs the leg of Slayder.
 
King: We have seen this move!
 
JR: Dreadnaught hooks a sharpshooter on to Slayder.
Slayder screams in pain as he reaches for the rope.
 
King: Slayder may tap!
 
JR: Dreadnaught sits down as Slayder struggles against the pain!
 
King: Slayder is inches from the ropes.
 
JR: Dreadnaught drags Slayder back to the center of the ring and pulls back.
Dreadnaught drops the hold and leaps to the top rope.
Dreadnaught points at Slayder!
 
King: Hangover time!
 
JR: Dreadnaught leaps with the LA Hangover!
Slayder rolls out of the way!
 
Slayder whips Dreadnaught into the ropes.
Slayder hits Dreadnaught with a kick.
Slayder hits Dreadnaught with a powerslam.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: Both of these men have laid it on the line!
Dreadnaught fires Slayder into the turnbuckle.
Dreadnaught rushes in and smashes Slayder with a splash.
 
King: Slayder staggers out of the corner!
 
JR: Superkick from Dreadnaught!
Slayder drops to the mat.
Dreadnaught pulls Slayder off of the mat.
Dreadnaught hooks the head of Slayder.
Dreadnaught lifts Slayder into the air.
 
King: Dread-bomb!
 
JR: Dreadnaught smacks Slayder against the mat.
Dreadnaught with the cover.
 
1…2…3! 

King: Dreadnaught did it!

JR: The crowd is giving Dreadnaught a standing ovation.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Dreadnaught!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Tyrone and Sarah are seen exiting the arena. When they get to their limo, the pair is greeted by the limo driver. The trunk to their limo pops open, and the driver starts to politely put the bags in when all of the sudden, a loud engine kicks on and tires start squeeling. A big white cargo van immediately zooms forwards at the trio. Tyrone instinctively pushes Sarah and the limo driver out of the way, sending them both to the ground. But before Tyrone gets out of the way, the van swerves to the side slamming against him and the limo. The back doors to the van burst open and out comes William Black brandishing a wooden baseball bat. He stalks slowly around the side of the van.)

BLACK: Hey Tyrone!

(Black arrogantly takes a swing with the baseball bat at Tyrone, but Tyrone catches it and throws it right back with mind rending speed. Luckily... the bat goes wide and slams against another car. Black ducks for cover, but when he gets back up, he looks pretty irate, and returns with a pair of metallic numchucks.)

BLACK: Alright, now you've just ticked me off.

**BLAP** **BLAP** **BLAP**

(Tyrone struggles and groans reaching to get his hands on Black but only gets pelted across the arm for his effort. Tyrone retracts his arm with near super-human speed and shakes it
repeatedly, staring bloody murder at Black.)

BLACK: It hurts doesn't it? (Black snickers evilly.) Tonight, you get a beating.

**BLAP-BLAP** **BLAP** **BLAP** **BLAP-BLAP**

(William Black connects with a wicked series of lightning fast strikes with the metallic weapon. The third strike lands right above Tyrone's left eye, leaving a gash that starts bleeding heavily.)

BLACK: You wanted Original? **BLAP** You wanted new? **BLAP-BLAP** Well how's this? **BLAP** **BLAP** OH! I know... (Black stops a second and pretends to be thinking. Tyrone is standing slumped against the side of the white van, his head having left a bloody smear on the paint.) Lets call this "Tyrone-gets-beat-like-a-giant-jack@ss" **BLAP-BLAP-BLAP**

(William Black stops after the last strike, putting the numchucks in the back of his belt. He
reaches down and picks up the BMWF Hardcore Championship belt and gets right in Tyrone's face.)

BLACK: You see this? (Black points at the name on the belt.) This says William Black. This name is MY name. This Belt is MY belt. You said you were like a pitbull, and the BMWF was your yard. At Bruisermania... This Mountain Lion is going to have you for breakfast, and BLEEP in your yard. Get it?

(William Black violently shakes Tyrone's head over the Hardcore Title.)

BLACK: Tyrone... at Bruisermania, you WILL Feel the BOOM!

(Black blasts Tyrone across the face with his own Hardcore title before climbing into the back of the van. A few seconds later, the van drives off, leaving Tyrone to slump to the ground.)

LILLY: This contest is a six man tag team match scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by The Executioner...
At a total combined weight of 698 pounds...
LoweDown... The Judge... White Lightning... THE BWO

PA: You are now about to enter the courtroom of THE JUDGE!

(The bWo theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the ring. The Judge and The Executioner appear from behind the curtains and begin to make their way down the ramp. The Judge is wearing a black bWo shirt and is holding his gavel in his hand. They enter the ring and The Judge taunts the crowd with his gavel as the crowd boos. The Executioner grabs a mic and hands it to The Judge.)

Judge: Master Z, if you didn't hear me before, I'm gunning for you tonight! I am the #2 contender behind LoweDown for the World title and since I was able to beat the Former World Champion Dreadnaught on Live last week, it's about time you started taking me more seriously! Because before you know it, I'll sneak right in and take the World title from whoever is holding it after Bruisermania! LoweDown, I respect you, but if you're the World Champion after Bruisermania, you better be prepared for a tough fight in me!

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: So Master Z, Vernon, Scotty...you all better prepare to be defeated at the hands of the Brotherhood World Order, and THAT...IS...FINAL!

(The Judge tosses down the mic and waits for his partners and oppponents.)

PA: BU…BU…BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to blare throughout the arena as the lights go out and Lightning Bolt Symbols flash throughout the crowd. White Lightning steps out onto the arena with a shiny robe on that reads on the back, "The Legend White Lightning". Behind him is Big Kev Nash. White Lightning walks down to the ringside area. White Lightning enters the ring and poses for the crowd before removing his TV Title and handed it to Big Kev on the outside.)

JR: The bWo teams up tonight!

KING: I wish they'd all come out together to the bWo theme or something like that!

PA:BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

(Suddenly, "Because of You" by Nickelback began to play as Lowedown and Flame make their way out of the entrance way and rushed towards the ring. Lowedown stopped just inches from the apron. Lowedown raises his arms high in the air and gives the Wolfpac signal before leaping onto the apron and watches the pyro shoot out from the four corners of the ring. Lowedown looks around and then leaps over the top rope and stands next to Lightning and the Judge. Lowedown turns his attention towards the entrance way and focuses on the arrival of Master Z...)

LILLY: Their opponents...

From Sturgis, SD... weighing in at 270 pounds...
Scotty Scott

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott walks out to the cheers of the fans. He stands there looking out towards the ring and into the eyes of Master Z. He begins to walk down to the ring and steps through the ropes. He walks past Master Z to the center of the ring. He folds his arms as the fans go wild.)

Scotty: Lowedown, I got much respect for ya. Ya been a friend when I needed one. When the chips were 'gainst me, ya were right there standin' beside me. When I was in the darkest time in muh life... Ya were right there. So for that I respect ya. Judge, ya taken so many beatin's from me that I have ta respect that. White Lightnin', I hate ya more than life itself. Yer the hemroid on the a$$ of humanity. So all I got's ta say is this... bWo... Beat us... If ya can... Survive... If we let ya's....

LILLY: His partner...
From San Francisco, CA... weighing in at 245 pounds...
"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt

P.A.: You're simply the best...
You're better than all the rest.
You're better than anyone.
Anyone I've ever met.

(As Tina Turner begins to play, "Mr. Showtime" Vernon
Vanderbilt steps out onto the ramp, followed by Mr.
Clancy R. Beauregarde and Truck. He blows kisses to
the crowd, points to the stars, and then heads down to
the ring. He grabs a microphone before entering.)

Vernon: Wichita! (pop) What a stinker of a main
event this would be without Yours Truly involved.
They've got me teaming with the Fossil Squad (whom I
admire greatly, of course!) against the best of the
blowhard World order. Now, as far as my teammates are
concerned, you old timers had best stay out of my way,
because I'm enjoying a severe case of tunnel vision.
You see, as far as I'm concerned, there is only one
man on the opposite side of that ring tonight, and his
name is White Lightning! I don't know if you folks
got to hear about what happened at Live, but let's
just say that I treated Whitey and that unwashed ogre
of a bodyguard, Big Kev Nash, like the dirty little
schoolboys they are. Do we have that footage? Let's
roll it, shall we?

(The Bruisertron comes to life and replays some
footage of Vernon, Clancy, and Truck's backstage
attack on Whitey and Kev, showing him delivering the
spankings with the paddle.)

Vernon: Wasn't that uproarious? Enough of this
chitter chatter though, people. If it's all the same
to you, I'd like to see a little less conversation and
a little more action! The show must go on!

(He tosses the microphone out of the ring and heads to
his corner.)

LILLY: Their partner...

From Cleveland, Ohio... weighing in at 288 pounds...

The BMWF World Champion
"The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z

("Victory" blasted throughout the arena as the BMWF World Champion, Master Z, was announced. The entrance curtain stood motionless for several moments before Z slowly stepped out. He walked up to the top of the ramp, unstrapped his belt, and held it high.)

JR: Master Z is sure taking his good old time making his way down to the ring! I don't think I've ever seen anyone take this long!

KING: Let them wait, JR! He's the world champion, he does what he pleases! Besides, it's Master Z's gameplan. The more time he takes the more irritated the bWo will be.

JR: Whatever you say, King.

(Master Z flung the belt over his shoulder for the rest of the trip down to the ring. Upon entering, Master Z gave each wrestler a dirty look including his very own teammates. Master Z flashed an evil smile to the men and grabbed a microphone.)

Master Z: Well if it isn't the three stooges... Lowedown, Judge, and White Lightning! Ya know something, the three of you go good together. All a bunch of winers, complainers, and a bunch of inferior wrestlers. Inferior to whom you ask? Inferior to the greatest world champion to ever step foot into a BMWF ring, Master Z!

(The crowd boos loudly)

Master Z: One day back when I was a faithful member of the bWo I looked around the lockerroom seeing the three of you. You see, after I kicked Maverick out I couldn't find a better way to pour salt in the would other than taking over where he once ruled. It's the story of my career I divide and conquer. Anyway, back to the subject... I looked around and saw you three and thought to myself "what the *BLEEP* am I doing with this bunch of donkeys?" They're sucking the life out of me, using me for inspiration and courage. They're using me for my leadership abilities to hang on to the top spot for just a little longer! I didn't want any of it, Lowe! The bWo was done for and I didn't want any part of it! I refused to let you drag me down to the mid-carder level that you and your bWo butt kissers were destined to be!

(The crowd boos again loudly and many fans use Master Z for target practice.)

Master Z: You don't take this game serious anymore, Lowe, that's your problem. One moment you're cracking jokes and acting like a clown. The next minute you're pulling a casket around calling yourself the Darklowe! The stable as a whole has no vision except try to hold onto that spotlight that you all so wrongfully deserve.

JR: Jeez... these feelings must have been bottled up for a long time! Z keeps going!

KING: HA HA! It's all true, JR! Lowedown has no vision!

Master Z: But enough about your worthless careers. I just want to know how I get teamed up with the likes of Vernon Vanderbilt and Scotty Scott! And by the way Vern... how'd you like that back-end whooping I gave to you on friday? Didn't I tell you that you never stood a chance against me? And Scotty, I'm not even wasting my breath on you! Let's get this match overwith!

(Master Z turns and decks the unsuspecting Lowedown. Lowedown drops to the mat motionless! The rest of the bWo, Judge and White Lightning, jump at Z but are held back by the referee. In all the commotion Master Z barely manages to escape to his corner.)

JR: DID YOU SEE THAT KING! Master Z just slipped something shiny and brass into his pocket! Niether the ref or Lowe saw it coming!

KING: HA HA! Maybe the referee should check out the inprint in Lowe's forehead! Strangely it's in the shape of Z's brass knuckles!

JR: That's not right King! Master Z caught Lowedown off guard before the match started putting him at a major disadvantage!

KING: Being unconscious and all, I'd sure say he's disadvantaged! HA HA HA HA HA! That Z cracks me up!

(The bWo help Lowedown slowly get to his feet and onto the ring apron. The match starts.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell.
Master Z nails White Lightning with a DDT.
Master Z whips White Lightning into the ropes, but White Lightning reverses it.
White Lightning misses with a clothesline.
Master Z hits White Lightning with a shoulderblock.
Scotty Scott enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
The Judge enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Master Z and Scotty Scott whip White Lightning into the ropes.
They hit White Lightning with a double kick to the midsection.
Scotty Scott leaves the ring.
Master Z hits White Lightning with a sidewalk slam.
Master Z locks White Lightning in a figure-four leglock.
White Lightning is valiantly trying to break the hold.
White Lightning is valiantly trying to break the hold.
White Lightning breaks the hold after 13 seconds.
White Lightning tags out to The Judge.
The Judge and White Lightning whip Master Z into the ropes.
They hit Master Z with a double backdrop.
White Lightning leaves the ring.
The Judge goes for a scissor kick, but Master Z ducks out of the way.
Master Z hits The Judge.
Master Z hits The Judge.
The Judge punches Master Z.
The Judge takes Master Z down with neckbreaker.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.
The Judge goes for a splash, but Master Z gets his knees up.
Master Z flexes for the crowd.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Master Z goes for a headlock, but The Judge counters it with a suicide plancha.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind The Judge.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Master Z misses with a kick.
The Judge misses with a clothesline.
Master Z hits The Judge with a clothesline.
Master Z flexes for the crowd.
Master Z doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting.

JR:Listen to this crowd as Lowedown is staring right into the eyes of Master Z from across the ring!

King:I can't understand how two people can hate each other so much! I mean they literally tried to bury each other!

JR:I don't know what is going to happen at Bruisermania between these two and...

King:YAHHH! Lowedown was just tagged in! We are about to have Bruisermania right now!

JR:Lowedown and Z are standing in the center of the ring and Lowedown is telling Z he wants that World title back!

King:I don't think Z is ready to give that belt back!

(Lowedown and MasterZ are nose to nose until Lowedown finally backs up a step and gives the Wolfpac signal to the crowd. Lowedown then extends his hand out to show all five fingers. As Lowedown does this, the crowd begins to chant "FIVE TIME!" as Lowedown then extnds his middle finger in the face of Master Z...)

JR:That's not going to make Master Z very happy!

(Both men suddenly begin trading blows back and forth. Lowedown is somehow managing to keep himself from using the cast on his arm. Neither man appear to budge as the crowd is on their feet...)

JR: They both tag out!

JR: A hard tag from Master Z to Scotty.

King: There is no love lost there.

JR: Scotty throws Judge into the corner and beats him til he falls on the mat.

King: He used closed fists ref!!!!

JR: If Master Z did that, you would have no problem with it.

King: But he didn't.

JR: Scotty is grinding the face of the Judge into the mat now.

King: That is going to leave a mark.

JR: White Lightning enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Scotty Scott and Master Z whip The Judge into the ropes.
Scotty Scott and Master Z hit The Judge with a double punch.
Master Z leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott locks The Judge in a crossface chickenwing.
The Judge grabs the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Scotty Scott kicks The Judge.
Scotty Scott kicks The Judge.
Scotty Scott uses a punch to the head on The Judge.
Scotty Scott takes The Judge down with a snap suplex.
Scotty Scott almost takes The Judge's head off with a flying clothesline
The crowd is giving Scotty Scott a standing ovation.
Scotty Scott runs into the ropes.
The Judge nails Scotty Scott with a belly-to-belly suplex.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.

They tag out!

Vernon and White Lightning lock up.
Collar and elbow tie up, and Vernon has White
Lightning backed into a neutral corner.
The referee tells him to break it up.
As he backs off, Vernon jabs White Lightning with a
thumb to the eye.
Vernon struts around the ring and blows a kiss to the
crowd.

JR: He's so talented! Why does he always have to
fight so dirty?

King: Vernon Vanderbilt is a win at any cost kind of
guy, JR! But poor Whitey! There's no telling where
that thumb has been!

JR: You're sick, King.

King: You know you like it!

JR: Right, right.

They tag out!
LoweDown executes a pumphandle slam on Scotty Scott.
LoweDown asks the fans what they want to see.
The crowd erupts.
The Judge enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Master Z enters the ring and lays out The Judge.
Scotty Scott and Master Z whip LoweDown into the ropes.
They hit LoweDown with a double clothesline.
Master Z leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott locks LoweDown in a chokehold.
Al Johnson warns Scotty Scott to let go.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three, four.

Scotty Scott tags out to Master Z.
JR: Master Z violently rushes towards Lowedown

Master Z grapples with Lowedown

*THUD* *THUD*

JR: Master Z just headbutted Lowe repeatedly in the face!

KING: First that brass knuckle shot! Now this? Lowedown will need plastic surgery by the time Z is done with him!

JR: Master Z bounces Lowedown off the ropes.

Lowedown rebounds

Master Z catches Lowedown in a two handed choke hold!

(Master Z, holding Lowedown by the throat, lifts him high in the air. Master Z, holding the grasp and using Lowe's momentum, spins several times. Master Z still grasping the throat of his opponent continues to use the spinning momentum and drives Lowe down into the mat hard on his back. Lowedown's eyes roll into the back of his head as Master Z shakes off the dizziness.)

JR: Did you see that, King?

KING: I have eyes don't I, JR?

JR: I don't think I've ever seen a display of power like that! Lowedown will be lucky if he makes it to Bruisermania!

LoweDown tags out to White Lightning.
Scotty Scott enters the ring and lays out LoweDown.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Scotty Scott.
Master Z and Scotty Scott whip White Lightning into the ropes.
They hit White Lightning with a double elbowsmash.
Scotty Scott leaves the ring.
Master Z goes for a vertical suplex, but White Lightning counters it with
a small package.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.

They tag out!

Lowedown catches Vernon with a vicious clothesline that sends him over the top rope and onto the floor. The Judge catches Scotty with a dropkick off of the apron. LIghtning bounces off the ropes and catches Master Z in the knee with a dropkick. Lowedown paces behind Master Z and crouches down in the corner waiting for Master Z to turn around and then catches him with a superkick on the side of the head.

He goes for a cover, but Z is not the legal man!

LoweDown and White Lightning whip Master Z into the ropes.
They hit Master Z with a double elbowsmash.
White Lightning leaves the ring.
LoweDown goes for a short clothesline, but Master Z counters it with a hiptoss.
Master Z goes for a sleeperhold, but LoweDown counters it with a jawbreaker.
LoweDown executes the Downtime on Master Z.
Master Z is inching his way towards the ropes.
Master Z tries to escape the hold.
Master Z summons one last burst of energy.
Al Johnson asks Master Z if he's still there.
Master Z nods.
Al Johnson checks Master Z's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Scotty Scott makes the save!

Lowedown tags out to White Lightning.

JR: Master Z is holding White Lightning in a one-handed choke hold and the referee is distracted by Scotty Scott who is trying to enter the ring!

KING: Uh oh, Z is up to something!

JR: Master Z just grabbed Judge by the hair and pulled him into the ring over the top rope! And he's still holding onto the throat of White Lightning!

KING: Master Z is just asking to be DQed tonight!

JR: Master Z finally breaks the choke hold and scoops White Lightning into the air.

(Master Z immediately slams the body of White Lightning onto The Judge who is trying to scramble to his feet. Master Z begins to throw swift kicks into the pile of bodies not allowing either Judge or Lightning to get up.)

JR: Master Z takes a few steps back then performs a big body splash on the two men!

KING: YAHH! We have a 3 car... er man pileup here!

JR: Master Z is lying on that pile of Judge and Lightning and throwing hard right and left fists to the men!

I've never seen anythign like it! He's taking on two men at the same time!

KING: Go, Z! Go!

(Master Z rolls of the pile and slap tags Scotty Scott hard on the shoulder. Master Z exits the ring looking very pleased with the damage he had done.)

JR: Scotty Scott nails White Lighting with a punch.

White Lightning nails Scotty Scott with a punch.

Scotty Scott tags out to Vernon Vanderbilt.

Vernon Vanderbilt and Scotty Scott whip White Lightning into the ropes.
They hit him with a double fist to the midsection.
Scotty Scott leaves the ring.

Vernon Vanderbilt hits White Lightning.

JR: The most unusual Vernon Vanderbilt makes a tag to Scotty. They whip White Lightning into the ropes.... Double backdrop.

King: Get Vernon out of the ring.

JR: Scotty is now just kicking White Lightning in the face.

Lightning makes it to the corner and tags in Lowedown.

JR: Scotty is in the ring with Lowedown.

King: Scotty has been talking about respect for Lowedown. Let's see if he shows it now.

JR: Scotty just shook hands with Lowedown.

King: Master Z is mad now.

JR: Collar and elbow tie up. Scotty executes a go behind. Scotty takes the legs of Lowedown out from under him.

King: They are actually wrestling?

JR: LoweDown executes a dropkick on Scotty Scott.
LoweDown is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
LoweDown gives the sign for the Downtime.
LoweDown executes the Downtime on Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott is writhing in pain.

Vernon Vanderbilt makes the save.

Scotty Scott whips Lowedown into the referee.

The ref is down!

KING: All six men are in the ring! YAHHH!

JR: Master Z has Lowedown by the hair and is telling Vernon Vanderbilt to put his boot on the top rope!

KING: Is Master Z actually working WITH his team, JR?

JR: I'm not sure what to think, it's definitely odd coming from Master Z!

(Master Z runs toward his corner pulling Lowedown behind him. Master Z continues to slam the face of Lowedown into the boot of Vern, but the massive amount of force that Master Z put into it accidentally carries Lowedown through the ropes.)

JR: Lowedown just knocked Vernon Vanderbilt off the apron! Both Vern and Lowe are on their backs on the hard concrete out in front of us!

KING: Good riddance! Vernon isn't a team player anyway!

(Master Z stands in the center of the ring with a smile across his face. He wipes his hands in his jeans before turning to taunt the rest of the bWo.)

JR: White Lightning and Judge attack Master Z!

They whip him into the ropes and nail him with a double backdrop!

They have him up!

KING: Here comes Scotty!

JR: Hold on! Lowedown is rolling back into the ring! He's going right after Z!

JR: Master Z and Lowedown are fighting fist and fire in the center of the ring.

(The lights go out. "Avi Santani" begins to playas red lights fill the arena.)

King: What the...

JR: Lowedown is on the mat holding his knee!!!!

King: Master Z is smiling that wicked smile again!!!!!

PA: You will learn the lesson of a wrestling lifetime Lowedown!!!! The hard way!!!! Hahahahahahaha!!!!

JR:Lowedown is calling for...NO! Lowedown is calling for the Atomic Driver!

King:I can't believe Lowedown is trying to pull that old gimmick of stealing other people's moves!

JR:I think he's trying to send a message to Master Z for Bruisermania!

(Lowedown places Master Z on the top turnbuckle and places him up for the Atomic Driver. Lowedown looks to the crowd as he falls back...)

KING: No! Z is the master of that hold and it's counters! He just shoved Lowedown off the ropes!

JR: Wait a minute!

KING: Oh, no! Here we go again!

(Witherspoon jumps over the barrier that separates the crowd from the ring area.)

JR: What is he doing here!

King: Looks like its payback time!

(He runs to the ring...)

KING: He's got a tire iron!

JR: Lowedown is up!

King: And Lowedown is ready for him! Lowedown has Witherspoon locked in his sights!

JR:Lowedown just ducked Witherspoon and comes off the ropes and...SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR! Lowedown just speared Witherspoon out of his boots! Lowedown is slamming the head of Witherspoon down onto the mat!

King:The Judge has entered the ring and both men are pulling Witherspoon off the mat and they are hoisting him up in the air! YAHHH!

JR:Double chokeslam on Witherspoon! He almost went right through the mat!

KING: Wait! They can't do that! the chokeslam is ABU!!

JR: Why those cheaters!

The referee is trying to separate White Lightning and Scotty Scott as Lowedown grabs the back of Master Z's head and viciously nails Z with a illegal shot with the cast. Lowedown then slowly drags Z into the middle of the ring and begins to climb up to the top rope. Lowedown looks down as he gives the Wolfpac signal one more time before leaping off and catching Master Z with the "Going Down" elbowsmash with the cast. Lowedown then shouts to the referee to attempt a pinfall...

Clancy pulls the ref out of the ring and decks him!

KING: YAHH! Look! Darklord is running to the ring!

JR: He's making the count! One, two, three!

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are The bWo!

KING: Wait! What is going on with Whitey and Vernon!

JR: Vernon grabs his Intercontinental title belt
and runs
at White Lightning, nailing him from behind with it.
White Lightning falls out of the ring, and Vernon is
quickly following. He starts blasting White Lightning
with some brutal punches to the face, while Truck and
Clancy keep Big Kev distracted on the other side of
the ring. Vernon reaches into his tights and pulls
out a pair of brass knuckles, diamond studded ones.

JR: Dear gawd, no! This is too much!

King: HAHA! I'm lovin' this, JR!

(Vernon nails White Lightning in the head one, two,
three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten times
before finally dropping his battered and bloody head
to the ground. Vernon stands up, dusts himself off,
and motions to Clancy and Truck. The three of them
proceed to make their way backstage amidst the chaos
of referees and officials trying to clear up the chaos
at ringside. Clancy hands Vernon a microphone as they
reach the top of the ramp.)

Vernon: That's nothing, Whitey! At Bruisermania,
it's going to be you and me, one on one, mano a mano!
I hope you're ready to be utterly humiliated, boy,
because I'm ready to dish some out!

KING: Wait! Look! Lightning is getting up!

JR: He's a bloody mess, but look at this!

King: Vern better watch out, White Lightning has that TV Title in his hands

JR: White Lightning awaits Vern to turn around

*CRACK*

White Lightning nails Vern in the head with the TV Title
White Lightning lays the TV Title at his feet
White Lightning lifts Vern to his feet
White Lightning grabs Vern by the head and connects with the Flash on the TV Title

JR: Oh! Vern went face-first onto that title belt

White Lightning exits the ring and grabs a chair
White Lightning rolls Vern onto his back
White Lightning climbs the top turnbuckle with the chair in hand

JR: What is he thinking now?

White Lightning puts the chair under his leg
White Lightning jumps off

*SMASH*

White Lightning connects with a flying leg drop that sends the chair right into Vern's face

JR: Look King, Vern now has blood just gushing down his face

King: Look Now, White Lightning has grabbed Vern's IC Title

JR: White Lightning grabbed a microphone

White Lightning: Vern, at Brusiermania, I will become the NEW IC Champ!

(White Lightning straps the IC Title around his waist and then puts the TV Title over his shoulder. White Lightning walks over and stands over the fallen body of Vernon Vanderbilt holding his hands in Victory.)

JR: Could this be a sign of things to come for Bruisermania?

(White Lightning begins to walk to the back as "Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX blares over the PA.)

JR: King, White Lightning is leaving with the IC Title

King: He loves gold!

(White Lightning exits to the back with both the TV and IC Titles)

JR: But look in the ring, King!

(Lowedown slowly slides out of the ring and goes under the ring and pulls out a coffin. Lowedown then begins to pull the body of Master Z and opens the coffin in front of his body. Lowedown slowly powers Master Z in the air and slams him down into the coffin. Lowedown looks down as he grabs the arm of Master Z and suddenly slams the lid of the coffin down on Z's arm. Lowedown opens the lid again and drives it down again. Lowedown slams it down one last time as he then looks around at the crowd...)

JR:This is insane! Lowedown is trying to injure the arm off Master Z!

King:It's all about payback J.R!

(Lowedown reaches under the ring again and pulls out a canister of lighter fluid. Lowedown begins to drench the coffin and then is tossed a book of matches by Flame. As Lowedown lights up a match, he sets the entire pack on fire. As Lowedown is about to toss the fire onto the coffin, a group of BMWF security rushes down and blocks Lowedown from setting Master Z on fire. Lowedown is engulfed by security as the fire burns his hand....)

JR: We're outta time!!!

KING: YAHHHH!

(Security tries to restrain Lowedown as Master Z regains his senses. The refs hold Z back as we fade...to...black...)

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