BMWF Bedlam Part III

Date : 3/22/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Target Center Minneapolis Minnesota

 
(The BruiserTron starts one of those black and white
countdowns, starting from 5. Reaching one, the screen
goes dark and for a few seconds, nothing happens.
Suddenly, we see a busy street corner and a homeless
man leaning up against a wall, ignored by everyone as
he drinks something from a paper bag.)

Bum: (To the camera) I used to be the head of one of
those Fortune 500 companies here in New York, less
than a year ago. That was of course before the
scandal. Money is by far the most mistrusting friend a
man can have. I was so blinded by its influence that I
made mistake, after mistake.after mistake. Cash is by
far, the root of all-evil.

(Image fades as some words appear on screen.)

WOULD SOMEONE KILL THIS GUY ALREADY AND PUT HIM OUT OF
HIS DAMN MISERY?

(Words fade out and we see a shot of a strip club
called Unclothed Women Dance to Boom-Boom Music. This
is quickly followed by an interior shot of a dressing
room overcrowded with barely clothed women and smoke.
One of them looks like she's barely in her twenties.)

Stripper: I'll do anything for a buck. It's gotten to
that point for me, since we're in the mist of an
endless recession. I used to have morals and dreams,
but what's the damn point? You got to have money
first. And lets be honest here, Money is what makes
this country run. It's not hard work or devotion, but
cold hearted cash. (She starts to take a drag off her
smoke) I hate to admit, but please don't show this to
anyone. My parents think I'm a student. Truth is, I
dropped out. I couldn't afford to go. My financial was
cut, thanks to Bush's law about offenses and college
aid.

(Scene fades out as some Gold and Green Letters appear
on the screen.)

DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU.BUT I THINK THAT STRIPPER WAS
HOT!!!

(Words fade as some more take their place.)

GOT CASH?

(We see JR and King looking at each other now.)

JR: What the hell was that?

King: I don't know, but I have to agree with the
video. That dancer SURE was hot. I'd give her a couple
bucks for a -

JR: King!

King: What?

JR: Let's get ready to call our next match!

KING: No! Wait! 

>>>

(The scene opens in the back, where William Black and Miss Rodriguez are
walking down the hallway when from behind Tyrone and Sarah attack.)

JR: Good heavens!!! This is definitely not a good situation for Black.

King: Last week, for some reason I was saying that I wouldn't want to be
Tyrone at Bruisermania, because Black was supposedly going to beat the
stuffing out of Tyrone.... too bad he backed out of the match. Must be
scared to get hit with crazy objects.

Tyrone: We need to talk, son....

(Tyrone grabs Black by the back of the neck and throw him through a door
into a small copy room where there's a computer on a desk and a xerox
machine)

King: NOT THE RETURN OF THE XEROX MACHINE!

Tyrone: Word on da street is dat yer not hip to Hardcore.... yer backin' out
of our match.... son, ya can't do dat. Dat cost me money, boy........

JR: This is disgusting! Sarah has Miss Rodriguez by the hair and she's
yelling in her ear. Tyrone has the stapler from the computer desk.

*CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK*

JR: OH MY! Tyrone is stapling Black's forehead!!! Black's blood is pouring
down his face! And Sarah is making Miss Rodriguez watch it all from the
doorway. She's manhandling that poor girl!

Sarah: Look at your little owner now, Lolita!

(Sarah squeezes Miss Rodriguez's cheeks together)

Sarah: Look nice and long, chica...... because my man is about to end
him...... QUICK!!

(Tyrone grabs the flatscreen monitor of the computer and smashes it over
Black's head repeatedly)

Tyrone: Ya don't... *SMASH* like to play.... *SMASH* hardcore?! *SMASH*
*SMASH* Son, I made a living... *SMASH* doin' dis (beep) *SMASH* *SMASH*

JR: Tyrone just broke that computer screen over the back of Black's head!

King: That's a darn shame too! That's a $300 plasma monitor!

(Tyrone gets down on his knees and grabs Black by the throat)

Tyrone: Ya want out of da match? Ya gotta kiss Sarah's feet............
g'wan...... KISS EM!!!!

(Tyrone rubs Black's face on Sarah's shoes.)

Sarah: Babe, he doesn't want to follow the rules..... He's not kisses them.

(Tyrone picks Black up by the back of his neck and opens the lid of the
Xerox machine)

King: Well, bye bye to William Blacks' face)

*CRASH* *SMASH* *SHATTER* *SLAM*

JR: OH MY! Tyrone just slammed Black's face down repeatedly on the glass of
the copy machine and then when the glass shattered, slammed the lid back
down!

Tyrone: Let's get out of here babe..... He better have learned his lesson by
now.

(Sarah throw Miss Rodriguez into the office chair)

Sarah: Stay there, Juanita. Sientense....

(Tyrone and Sarah walk out the room laughing, as copys of Black's face are
printed one by one by the Xerox Machine)

JR: Well, Tyrone just told Black that he was unhappy that Black backed out
of the Hardcore Title Match at Bruisermania in his own special, Tyrone way.

King: Yeah, and ruined about $2000 worth of office supplies in the process!

>>>

(Michael Bole is seen walking backstage with mic in hand. He spots Kolic
laying against a wall with his eyes closed and jogs up to him.)

Bole: Kolic?

(Kolic doesn’t stir)

Bole: Are you awake?

(Bole starts poking Kolic with the mic. Suddenly, Kolic hand flashes toward
Bole, stopping just before his neck)

Kolic: Don’t ever do that again.

Bole: Sorry, I didn’t know you were sleeping.

Kolic: I wasn’t sleeping, I was thinking. You should try that sometime, if
it doesn’t hurt too much.

Bole: I’ll ignore that, as I have all-

Kolic: Good idea.

Bole: (Shakes head) Anyway, you said you would have a decision for the
Bruisermania stipulation tonight. Can you tell us what it is?

Kolic: Yes, I can, but not here. I want to do it in the ring so everyone can
see it. I wouldn’t tell it to some third-rate interviewer, it would lose all
impact.

Bole: Happy place...happy place...you beat Mafioso a month ago when he was
rusty. Now that he has a few matches under his belt, will he pose a
challenge to you at Brusiermania?

Kolic: You phrased that wonderfully...if I were a typical wrestler. I could
just answer “no”, make an egotistical statement about my skills, and move
on. Since I want to get back to my thinking, I’ll skip that and tell you to
go to the next question.

Bole: We all saw your challenge to Bill Gates on the Prime Time Show. Is the
robot complete?

Kolic: Yes it is, we finished it after the show stopped taping. It is truly
a thing of beauty.

Bole: May I see it?

Kolic: No, that would ruin the element of surprise. I don’t want Gates to
see what I’ve built until we fight this week. You and everyone else will
have to wait until Bruisermania to see what happens.

Bole: Fine, one last question. Are you and Kate...

Kolic: This interview is over!

(Kolic shoves the camera out of the way and angrily walks down the hall)

Bole: Did I say something wrong?

JR: I knew those two were something!

King: YAHHHH!

JR: We’ll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall.

From Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
Kolic

(The Bruisertron shows the following message:)

2 late
2 win
4 you it’s over

(“Yesterday” by StainD plays over the PA, and the crowd starts to boo.)

You don’t know what you put me through
But it’s okay, I’ve forgiven you
But in some way, I hope it (BLEEP) with you
Hope it (BLEEP) with you

(Kolic walks to the ring wearing the Lightweight title and sneers at the
crowd. He jumps off the top rope and savate kicks the air.)

Yesterday
A boy and already afraid
Locked deep inside, my place to hide
To hide from how you made me feel

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez...
From Mexico City...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Mafioso


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Mafioso uses a superkick on Kolic.
Mafioso makes a fist,puts up forefinger and pinky finger then spits through them
.
A small "Mafioso" chant is being started.
Mafioso whips Kolic into the ropes.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a backdrop.
Kolic falls out of the ring.
Al Johnson counts: one, two, three, four, Kolic reenters the ring.
Mafioso goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic hits a 619 on Mafioso.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Kolic hits a Russian legsweep on Mafioso.
Kolic almost takes Mafioso's head off with a clothesline
Kolic hits Mafioso with a 619.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Kolic throws Mafioso out of the ring.
Kolic goes outside.
Kolic whips Mafioso into the guardrail.
Kolic goes for a clothesline, but Mafioso counters it with a Gorilla Press.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Mafioso throws Kolic into the guardrail.
Mafioso reenters the ring.
Kolic follows him back in.
Mafioso runs into the ropes.
Kolic misses with an elbow.
Kolic hits Mafioso with a kick.
Kolic nails Mafioso with a Russian legsweep.
Kolic hits a punch on Mafioso.
Kolic goes for irish whip, but Mafioso blocks it.
Mafioso goes for a piledriver, but Kolic counters it with a backdrop.
In turn, Mafioso counters it with a sunset flip.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Mafioso whips Kolic into the ropes.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a backdrop.
Mafioso puts Kolic in a single-leg Boston crab.
Kolic reaches the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Mafioso goes for floatover DDT, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic goes for spinning headscissors, but Mafioso throws him off.
Mafioso hoists Kolic high into the air with a backdrop, then sends Kolic crashin
g hard to the mat.
Mafioso executes floatover DDT on Kolic.
A few fans are cheering on Mafioso.
Mafioso runs into the ropes.
Kolic hits Mafioso with an elbow.
Kolic executes a Russian legsweep on Mafioso.
Kolic takes Mafioso down with spinning headscissors.
Kolic leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Kolic runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Kolic smacks Mafioso with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Kolic whips Mafioso into the ropes.
Kolic misses with an elbow.
Kolic smacks Mafioso with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic hits Mafioso with spinning headscissors.
Kolic goes for a punch, but Mafioso blocks it.
Al Johnson removes the chair from the ring.
Mafioso goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Kolic counters it with a small package.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Kolic goes for a 619, but Mafioso blocks it.
Mafioso goes for a backdrop, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic smacks Mafioso with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic takes Mafioso down with a Russian legsweep.
Mafioso hits the opponent in the head with a loaded sock.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Mafioso.
He goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Mafioso goes for a reverse neckbreaker, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic executes irish whip on Mafioso.
Kolic uses a Russian legsweep on Mafioso.
Kolic executes the Binary Blast on Mafioso.
Kolic goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Kolic!

(Kolic asks for and gets a mic)

Kolic: Mafioso! I forgot something!

(Mafioso turns to Kolic)

Kolic: I still have to name a stipulation. After I thought it a while, I
came to this conclusion: This is Bruisermania! The biggest show in the
business! This match needs more than one stipulation. You named three:
Schoolyard Brawl, Hardcore, and Ultimate X. Why not...ALL THREE!!!

(The crowd erupts)

King: YAHHHH!!!

Kolic: Bruisermania: Kolic against Mafioso: Hardcore Schoolyard Brawl
Ultimate X match for my Lightweight title! You’d better start preparing now;
otherwise, I’ll be keeping this belt for a long time.

JR: I don’t believe it! Each of those matches would be exciting, but all
three?!? These two may kill each other next week!

King: Good riddance! One less mid-carder to bore me, and I’ve gotten tired
of Kolic’s condescending attitude!

JR: You can’t be serious! Wait, yes you can. We’ll be right back!

>>>

  (The camera fades in to show Hardcore Harry standing next to Slim Jim
Sullivan. Harry is facing away from the camera)

Slim: Folks tonight we have a very special tag team match up, Hardcore Harry
is teaming up with a man that he has faced many time before, Tyrone Smith.
Hardcore Harry I was wanting your opinion on teaming with one of your
greatest enemies here tonight.

(Harry slowly turns around with a smirk on his face)

Harry: Tyrone Smith isn’t the dumbest son of a BLEEP but he does know that
he cannot take me out nor down. Tyrone knows if he tries anything funny
tonight I will not hesitate to send him to Hardcore Hell with William Black
and Pain.

Slim: Now this is the first time you and Tyrone are teaming up and this
won’t be happening again will it?

(Harry chuckles to himself)

Harry: Yeah right, the day Tyrone and I become an official tag team the day
the world comes to a halt. Now Tyrone and I will probably never see eye to
eye but we are superstars and we know what needs to be done and if he can be
a professional about it and put our differences aside maybe we can pull off
a win here tonight.

Slim: Tonight one of your opponents is William Black, a man that is
relatively new here at the BMWF.

Harry: Again with these little no name city slickers, you would think Pain
could have found a better tag team partner than some city boy named William
Black. I only have a few things to say about Mr. Black, boy you are walking
into this match up unprepared and don’t be surprised when you get a huge
awakening because you will be taking your first trip to the woodshed. Tyrone
has already been taken to the woodshed, Pain will take his trip at
Bruisermania and yours Mr. Black, you trip is TONIGHT!

Slim: Speaking of Bruisermania, this is the last show before the greatest
pay per view in BMWF history. Bruisermania gets better every year and this
year looks even more promising than the last. Hardcore Harry you are taking
on Pain in a hardcore match, do you have any final words before the event
next week?

(Harry pauses for a minute wiping his mouth with his hand then looking
straight into the camera)

Harry: Yeah I do Slim. Pain I come out here week after week speaking my mind
and telling you what will happen at Bruisermania. Tonight I will get only a
piece of Pain, only a appetizer if you will, but next week will be a
different story. Next week blood will be spilt and perhaps bones will be
broken. Only one man can walk away with the win and the best part is one man
won’t be walking out.

Slim: Well Harry, good luck tonight and good luck next week.

Harry: Thanks Slim, things are going to change around here these next couple
of weeks, Hardcore Harry will become a house hold name and will be imprinted
into the wrestling history books for generations to come.

Fade……

(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 showing Tamer walking in the house
covered in dirt and with small cuts that are slightly
bleeding from places. Vernon is walking by then drops
the book he had in his hands and runs over to Tamer.)

Vern: Dear gawd! Were you attacked?

Tamer: What?

Vern: You look like you've been mauled!

Tamer: No! Stupid. I was out there pulling all those
damn weeds. They've been there for a month now just
growing freely and someone had to take care of them.

Vern: Um, Tamer.

Tamer: No! I'm not done yet. If we're going to
continue to live together I can't be doing everything.
I mean you cook which is fine and dandy but when
something breaks I fix it...like the toilet that's
been broken for a week. When the trash is taking over
I take it out. And Now I'm the damn gardener

(Clancy comes down the stairs talking to a man in a
jumpsuit.)

Clancy: Well Vern he checked the toilet. Could you
believe it? He said it looked like someone had tried
to fix it and made the problem worse. But it's all
fixed up now. I may need to call the contractors who
built the place though to ask about the plumbing.

Vern: How much do we owe you?

Plumber: That'll be a.um...Fifty Three dollars.

(Vern nods at Clancy who pays the plumber. Tamer hides
his head a
little. The doorbell rings. Kolic runs to the door.)

Kolic: Are my parts here?

(Kolic answers the door.  There is a small man
standing at the door.)

Man: Hello I'm with Michael's Gardening and
Landscaping. How may I help you
today?

(Vern walks to the door.)

Vern: So glad you're here.  We talked on the phone.

Man: Oh yes. So the weed problemo and then the water
feature you ordered correct?

Vern: That would be splendid.

Man: Fabulous! Let go boys.

(The man and his crew walk through the house to the
backyard passing Tamer who is cleaning his wounds.)

Tamer: Okay. Um I'm.

Vern: Save it.

Kolic: Hey, when Melissa the hot UPS girl gets here
tell me so I can sign for my stuff.

Tamer: Does Kate know about Melissa the delivery girl?

Kolic: What do you mean? Why would Kate care..I mean
why would I care if
Kate knew who delivered to the...What I mean to say is
Kate and I are just..I'm losing time.

(Kolic runs off. Vern and Tamer share a laugh as we
fade.)

FADE TO NEXT SCENE

(The scene opens in the Prime Time garage, where the
group is working
on
Kolic's Battlebot. The camera can't see the bot
itself, but sparks
appear
every few seconds.)

Kolic: Truck, 8 ¾ wrench.

Truck: Here ya go.

Kolic: No no no, this is 8 7/8, I want 8 3/4!

Truck: Oh, here it is.

(Kolic wrenches a bolt into place)

Kolic: Could someone else finish this? I need to work
on the weapons
systems.

Tamer: I'm on it.

Kolic: Vern, hand me the speed controller.

Vern: This black thing with the prongs?

Kolic: Yes, that.

Vern: Here it is.

Kolic: Great. Now for the wheels...where are the
wheels?

Clancy: Oh, sorry, Ah've been using them as chairs.
They're a lot
bigger
than I thought.

Kolic: They do look small on the TV, but these bots
are really huge.
You
should see the heavyweights!

Rachel: What can I do?

Kolic: What do you want to do?

Rachel: Well...I could lend you my rocket launcher.

Kolic: Sorry, that goes against Battlebots rules.
Though it could take out the bot AND Gates...

Clancy: Sorry Kolic, but even ah can't get you out of
that.

Kolic: I know, but still...back to the robot, I only
have a week to
finish.

(Prime Time resumes building the robot as the camera
fades.)

FADE OUT

JR: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are being told something has happened backstage

(Cameras pan backstage to see Vernon Vanderbilt laid out unconscious and bloody. Lying next to him is a chair. Standing next to the chair is White Lightning.)

White Lightning: Don't you look good! Gee, I wonder how could have done this?

(White Lightning laughs for a moment.)

White Lightning: I guess I should let just sit here, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want to be interrupted in your bloody…er…I mean beauty sleep.

(White Lightning pulls the IC Title off from around his waist. White Lightning kneels down and puts the title right up against Vern's face.)

White Lightning: So, you wanted to see your IC Title? This is the closest you will ever to get to see it again!

(White Lightning is about to walk away when he grabs the chair and reels it back over his head. White Lighting swings it down near Vern's face.)

*CRACK*

(White Lightning nails Vern in the face with the chair.)

White Lightning: See ya a little later, Vern

(White Lightning walks off leaving Vern unconscious and bloody as the camera fades…)

>>>

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

At a total combined weight of 666 pounds...
From Kingston, Jamaica... weighing in at 410 pounds...
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: (Points to Hardcore Harry) Hairball. Stay da rass out my
way......... ya really don't wanna cross me..... As for ya two (Points to
Pain and Black)....... Prepare to feel MY BOOM!!!!

LILLY: His partner...
From Jacksonville, NC... weighing in at 256 pounds...
Hardcore Harry

Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 624 pounds...
Weighing in at 375 pounds...
"The Big Dead Machine" Pain

("Bodies" by Drowning Pool begins to play as Pain walks out with a black towel draped over his head. He lumbers his way down to the ring and steps over the ropes. He stands in the center of the ring. He stands in the center with his arms raised over his head. He suddenly drops them as flames shoot out of the corners.)

Pain: Tyrone Smith... Hardcore Harry.... We meet again... Tyrone... You mean nothing to me... Harry... You wanted my attention but that is something that maybe you should not have tried.... I will teach you a new meaning to pain... One that you will never forget...
His partner...
From Phoenix, Arizona... weighing in at 249 pounds...
William Black

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Hardcore Harry goes for a side suplex, but Pain blocks it.
Pain nails Hardcore Harry with a roundhouse right.
Pain runs into the ropes.
Pain hits Hardcore Harry with a kick.
Pain hits a legdrop on Hardcore Harry.
Pain whips Hardcore Harry into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry hits Pain with a clothesline.
Pain falls out of the ring.
Hardcore Harry goes outside.
Hardcore Harry throws Pain into the guardrail.
Hardcore Harry reenters the ring.
Pain climbs back into the ring.
Hardcore Harry takes Pain down with a Northern Lights suplex.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Hardcore Harry talks trash to the crowd.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Hardcore Harry uses a side suplex on Pain.
Hardcore Harry is going for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Hardcore Harry tags out to Tyrone Smith.
Tyrone Smith gets reverse chinlock on Pain.
Rick Patrick asks Pain if he should stop the fight.
Pain shakes his head.
Rick Patrick asks Pain if he should stop the fight.
Pain shakes his head.
Pain tries to escape the hold.
Pain tries to fight the pain.
Pain is barely hanging in there.
Rick Patrick tells Pain to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Pain nods.
Tyrone Smith lets go after 52 seconds.
Hardcore Harry enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
William Black enters the ring and lays out Hardcore Harry.
Pain and William Black whip Tyrone Smith into the ropes.
They hit Tyrone Smith with a double fist to the midsection.
William Black leaves the ring.
Pain goes for a choke slam, but Tyrone Smith counters it with an elbowsmash.
Tyrone Smith attempts to place Pain on the turnbuckle, but Pain blocks it.
Tyrone Smith runs into the ropes.
Tyrone Smith hits Pain with a kick.
Tyrone Smith locks Pain in reverse chinlock.
Pain tries to fight the pain.
Pain breaks the hold after 12 seconds.
Pain nails Tyrone Smith with an elbowsmash.
Pain punches Tyrone Smith.
Pain chops Tyrone Smith.
Pain tags out to William Black.
Pain goes for a clothesline, but Tyrone Smith counters it with a Gorilla Press.
Pain leaves the ring.
Tyrone Smith smacks William Black with a devastating short clothesline .
Tyrone Smith nails William Black with a brainbuster.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Hardcore Harry enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Tyrone Smith and Hardcore Harry whip William Black into the ropes.
They attempt to hit William Black with a double clothesline, but he counters
it with a duck-down move.
William Black hits them with a double clothesline.
Hardcore Harry leaves the ring.
William Black nails Tyrone Smith with a DDT.
William Black does lots of pointing and jaw flapping to the audience.
The chants for William Black are deafening.
William Black goes for an eye gouge, but Tyrone Smith blocks it.
Tyrone Smith uses a full nelson slam on William Black.
Tyrone Smith puts William Black in a cobra clutch.
William Black reaches the ropes after 12 seconds.
Tyrone Smith smacks William Black with a devastating flying clothesline .
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Tyrone Smith.
Tyrone Smith goes for a cobra clutch, but William Black blocks it.
William Black goes for a DDT, but Tyrone Smith blocks it.
Tyrone Smith hits a gutwrench suplex on William Black.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Tyrone Smith punches William Black.
The chants for Tyrone Smith are deafening.
William Black hits Tyrone Smith.
The crowd is behind William Black all the way.
Tyrone Smith chops William Black.
Tyrone Smith punches William Black.
Tyrone Smith chops William Black.
William Black hits Tyrone Smith.
The chants for William Black are deafening.
Tyrone Smith hits William Black.
The crowd erupts.
Tyrone Smith chops William Black.
William Black kicks Tyrone Smith.
The crowd is behind William Black all the way.
Tyrone Smith chops William Black.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Tyrone Smith.
William Black kicks Tyrone Smith.
The crowd is behind William Black all the way.
William Black goes for 10 punch in corner, but Tyrone Smith counters it with
an atomic drop.
In turn, William Black counters it with a facerake.
William Black hits a flying forearm on Tyrone Smith.
The crowd is behind William Black all the way.
William Black goes for the Empty Chamber '03, but Tyrone Smith counters it with
an elbow to the head.
Tyrone Smith places William Black on the turnbuckle.
Tyrone Smith nails William Black with top-rope belly to belly suplex.
Tyrone Smith hits a gutwrench suplex on William Black.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Tyrone Smith catches William Black in a kneebar.
William Black is valiantly trying to break the hold.
William Black grabs the ropes after 7 seconds.
Tyrone Smith nails William Black with a Gorilla Press.
Tyrone Smith sets up William Black on the turnbuckle.
Tyrone Smith executes a superplex on William Black.
Tyrone Smith uses a gutbuster on William Black.
Tyrone Smith tags out to Hardcore Harry.
Pain enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Hardcore Harry and Tyrone Smith whip William Black into the ropes.
They hit William Black with a double elbowsmash.
Hardcore Harry and Tyrone Smith whip William Black into the ropes.
They attempt to hit William Black with a double fist to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
William Black has the crowd going wild.
Tyrone Smith leaves the ring.

JR: William Black makes the tag to Pain.

King: Pain is throwing Hardcore Harry around the ring like a ragdoll!!!

JR: Pain has Haryy by the throat!!!!

King: The referee is trying to pry Pain's hands from around the throat of Harry!!! He is trying to kill him!!!!

JR: Tyrone Smith makes the save!!!!

King: Pain goes right back after Harry!!!!

JR: Harry ran out of the ring!!!!

King: He is just trying to put some space between him and Pain.

JR: Harry re-enters the ring but quickly tags Tyrone Smith.

King: Tyrone and Pain are standing in the center of the ring nose to nose so to speak!!!!

JR: These two big men are trading closed fists!!!!

King: Pain is knocked backwards!!!!

JR: Pain hit the ropes and came off with a vicious clothesline that nearly too Tyrone's head off!!!!

They tag out.

William Black takes Hardcore Harry down with neckbreaker.
The crowd is going crazy.
William Black goes for a fistdrop, but Hardcore Harry rolls out of the way.
Hardcore Harry goes for an atomic drop, but William Black counters it with
a facerake.

Black tags out.

JR: Pain has Hardcore Harry and is just battering him with forearm smashes!!!!

King: Pain is trying to break his back!!!!

JR: Pain has forgotten the rulebook!!! He is taking this battle outside!!!

King: Pain has lost it!!!!

JR: Pain has Harry and slammed him into the steel cornerpost.

King: That is going to leave a mark!!!!

JR: Pain has gotten a table!!!!

King: What is he doing?

CRASH

JR: Pain just powerbombed Harry through the table!!!!

King: Oh my God JR!!!! Harry looks broken!!!!

JR: The ref was being distracted and didn't see it!

Pain tags in Black.

William Black nails Hardcore Harry with a gutwrench suplex.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
William Black complains about a slow count.

Hardcore Harry executes an inside cradle on William Black.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
Hardcore Harry is being booed like there is no tomorrow.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are Tyrone Smith and Hardcore Harry!

JR: We'll be right back! 0:08:05

(Sledge is walking down the hallway when Carlos runs up behind him and hits
him with a padlock in a sock. As Sledge clutches the back of his head
Mafioso walks around the corner with a chair...)

(Sledge hears mafioso and looks at the bag of M&Ms in his hand. Sledge tosses the M&Ms on the ground as Mafioso tries to rush him... they slip and slide all over the hallway and fall on the ground.)

Sledge: you know what.... I'm embarrassed for you. Why haven't you learned to leave me alone?????

>>>

KING: How horrible!

JR: What, King?

KING: Sledge was eating Black and white M&Ms!!

>>>

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room. Tamer and Vern are putting
on there gear.)

Vern: Just like the good old tag teaming days.

Tamer: Oh yeah. Prime Time style.

Vern: The Gold Belt and Intercontinental Champion.

Tamer: Judge and Whitey will never know what hit em.

Vern: I know. Then at Mania we get to beat them again.

Tamer: The one year anniversary.

Vern: Yep and no one thought Prime Time would make it. But a year later look
at us. Success like no other.

Tamer: Oh yeah. And we’re one Take Two from our second BruiserMania.

Vern: I’m so excited. We get to roll into Mania as Tamer, Vern, Kolic,
Rachel, Clancy, and Truck.

Tamer: This is gonna rock. Tonight White Lighting and Judge get taken down.

Vern: Oh yeah. We stop any momentum they have flat.

Tamer: Rock and Roll man.

Vern: What Time Is it?

Tamer: It’s Prime Time!

(Tamer and Vern grabs their belts fully geared up and head out for their
match as we fade.)

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

Led to the ring by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde...
At a total combined weight of 508 pounds...
Tamer... Vernon Vanderbilt... PRIME TIME

(Suddenly over the Arena sound system comes the sound of typewriters and the
BruiserTron comes to life. On the screen, a CNN type montage begins with the
words "BREAKING NEWS" scrolling through the center. After a few moments of
the montage, it starts to spin as it fades off the BruiserTron and the words
"WHAT TIME IS IT?" spin in to replace it. After a slight pause, the words
disappear in a fiery explosion and Dick Vitale appears and screams, "IT'S
PRIME TIME BABY!". As the BruiserTron now starts to show highlights of the
group, "Prime Time" by Promoe begins to blare throughout the arena and
rainbow colored pyros go off, starting at the top of the ramp and continuing
to go off all the way down to the ring.)

P.A.: DON'T HATE THE MEDIA! BECOME THE MEDIA! THEY ALREADY KNOW WHO WE ARE,
SO WHY NOT GET LOUDER! AND LOUDER! AND LOUDER!


(Tamer and "Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt appear at the top of the ramp
with their belts over their shoulders, flanked by Mr. Beauregarde and Truck.
They work the crowd a bit before heading down to the ring. When they reach
ringside, Tamer and Vernon enter and head to their corner.)


Vernon:  Minne-freakin'-apolis! (pop)  Tonight, you
are about to witness a most glorious spectacle, as
once more, Vernon and Tamer team up to battle their
foes!  Tonight, those foes are The Judge and White
Lightning, who of course don't stand a chance of
beating us.  As a matter of fact, I think I've wasted
more than enough time talking about them anyway, so
without further ado, let's get this match started!
The show must go on!

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

LILLY:Their opponents...
Led to the ring by The Executioner...
At a total combined weight of 443 pounds...
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: Minneapolis, I know you fans may be a little slow here, but I'm going to give you the run-down on what's going to be happening in the next week. Well, let's start with tonight, shall we? Tonight the amazing dynamic team of White Lightning and The Judge will defeat the team of Vernon Vanderbilt and Tamer, That's pretty simple, I think even you Minneapolis fans will be able to handle that.

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: Now hold on a minute, it gets a little complicated here! At Bruisermania in exactly one week from now, White Lightning will end Vernon Vanderbilt's career and win both the Intercontinental and TV titles. And then also at Bruisermania on the same night, I will beat Tamer senseless in a Caged Ladder match and win the Gold Belt title! Plus, LoweDown will beat Master Z in a Darkside Cremation match to bring the World title back to the bWo! Is that too complicated for you all to understand, do you want me to go over it one more time?

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: Basically what I'm trying to say is that the bWo is unstoppable. There is no one who will be able to beat us, not tonight, and not at Bruisermania. And if you two clowns think that you actually have a chance, you two have another thing coming! Tonight is just a warm-up where you two start doubting yourselves. Then at Bruisermania both White Lightning and I will take that precious gold right out from under you and THAT...IS...FINAL!

(The Judge tosses the mic down and waits for his partner and opponents.)

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 the IC Title and hands it to Big Kev on the outside.)

JR: White Lightning looks like he can't wait to get his hands on Vernon
Vernon Vanderbilt attacks White Lightning before the bell.
Vernon Vanderbilt goes for cartwheel clothesline, but White Lightning
ducks out of the way.
White Lightning whips Vernon Vanderbilt into the ropes, but Vernon Vanderbilt
reverses it.
Vernon Vanderbilt takes White Lightning down with a huricanrana.
The crowd is behind Vernon Vanderbilt all the way.

*DING DING*

JR: Vernon Vanderbilt nails White Lightning with a guillotine legdrop.
Vernon Vanderbilt blows kisses and points to the stars.
The crowd is behind Vernon Vanderbilt all the way.
Vernon Vanderbilt throws White Lightning into the turnbuckle.
Vernon Vanderbilt charges in with a monkey flip.
Vernon Vanderbilt goes for cartwheel clothesline, but White Lightning
ducks out of the way.
White Lightning runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt nails White Lightning with an enzuigiri.
Vernon Vanderbilt runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits White Lightning with a kick.
Vernon Vanderbilt nails White Lightning with a guillotine legdrop.
The chants for Vernon Vanderbilt are deafening.
Vernon Vanderbilt runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt almost takes White Lightning's head off with cartwheel clothes
line
Vernon Vanderbilt blows kisses and points to the stars.
The crowd is behind Vernon Vanderbilt all the way.
Vernon Vanderbilt goes for a moonsault, but White Lightning gets his knees up.
White Lightning tags out to The Judge.

JR: Judge and Vanderbilt are now in the ring and The Judge is begging Vernon to tag out to Tamer!

King: The Judge doesn't want to wait until Bruisermania, he wants Tamer right now!

JR: Vernon tags out to Tamer and Tamer rushes into the ring! Tamer takes down Judge with a clothesline as the crowd cheers. Judge gets back to his feet and Tamer punches him with a few shots, but Judge blocks one of Tamer's punches and fires back with his own, sending Tamer tumbling backwards. The Judge rushes forward and hits Tamer with a flying clothesline. The Judge tags out to White Lightning and holds Tamer so White Lightning can land a few punches on him.

Tamer executes a DDT on White Lightning.
The crowd is behind Tamer all the way.
Tamer tags out to Vernon Vanderbilt.
White Lightning tags in The Judge.
The Judge and White Lightning whip Vernon Vanderbilt into the ropes.
They hit Vernon Vanderbilt with a double fist to the midsection.
White Lightning leaves the ring.
The Judge goes for a piledriver, but Vernon Vanderbilt counters it with
a backdrop.
Vernon Vanderbilt covers The Judge.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Vernon Vanderbilt complains about a slow count.
The Judge nails Vernon Vanderbilt with an inside cradle.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Judge smacks Vernon Vanderbilt with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge goes for a powerbomb, but Vernon Vanderbilt blocks it.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits The Judge with an enzuigiri.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Vernon Vanderbilt tags out to Tamer.
Tamer executes a Northern Lights suplex on The Judge.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Tamer hoists The Judge high into the air with a backdrop, then sends The Judge c
rashing hard to the mat.
Tamer hits a German suplex on The Judge.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Tamer goes for a German suplex, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge nails Tamer with a DDT.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Tamer hits The Judge with a clothesline.
The Judge falls out of the ring.
Al Johnson counts: one, two, three, The Judge reenters the ring.
Tamer nails The Judge with a Russian legsweep.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer executes the Reverse DDT on The Judge.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Tamer goes for cross armbreaker, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge hits Tamer with neckbreaker.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.

Judge makes the tag!

JR: All four men are now in the ring, with Judge and Tamer in one corner and Vernon and White Lightning in the other! White Lightning and Tamer are the legal men!

King: This is a preview of Bruisermania JR!

JR: The Judge and White Lightning whip Tamer and Vernon into each other and their heads collide, sending them falling to the mat. White Lightning goes to pick Vernon up but Vernon rakes WL's eyes. Vernon whips White Lightning to the ropes for The End of the End, but Judge elbows Vernon in the head, stunning him. White Lightning then grabs Vernon and hits The Flash!

King: White Lightning hits The Flash on Vernon, but Tamer is the legal man!

JR: Tamer rushes towards Judge and attempts a clothesline but Judge ducks under it and when Tamer turns around, The Judge dropkicks Tamer right into White Lightning's arms! White Lightning hits Tamer with The Flash as well as The Judge heads to the top rope! White Lightning picks Tamer up and they hit their German Suplex/Gavel Smash combo called the Shocked Gavel! WL pins Tamer!

Clancy has the ref distracted.

Al Johnson is back on the job.

Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout!

Tamer nails White Lightning with a punch.

White Lightning tags out.

The Judge whips Tamer into the ropes.
Tamer takes The Judge down with an Asai moonsault.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.

Tamer executes the The Whip on The Judge.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is going crazy.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are Prime Time!

JR: The Judge is furious King!

King: He just grabbed the Gold Belt title from ringside and he's sliding back into the ring with it!

(With Tamer's back to him, The Judge stalks him with the Gold Belt title. The crowd tries to warn Tamer, but as Tamer turns around, The Judge runs forward, nailing Tamer over the head with the Gold Belt title. The Judge then stands over Tamer, holding his Gold Belt title in the air. The crowd boos as The Judge taunts the fallen Tamer with his own title belt. The Judge then lays the title over Tamer's face and motions to the title and then to his waist. The bWo theme hits as The Judge and The Executioner make their way to the back.)


JR: We'll be right back!

>>> 

(Carlos is walking towards the back of the limo to put the bags away.
Mafioso is about to step into the limo when Michael Bole comes running)

Bole: Mafioso wait..can I have some words with you?

(Mafioso closes the limo door and takes a step towards Bole)

Bole: Do you have any comments on the last Bedlam before Bruisermania?

Mafioso: Only this: After Bruisermania things will take a change for the
best for me. People will realize that they never really knew me at all!

(Mafioso steps into the waiting limo with Carlos already inside. The limo
speeds away leaving Michael Bole standing there)

>>>

JR: Bole is standing by with Dreadnaught!

(The inside of a locker room is shown and Dreadnaught is seen wrapping tape around his fists.)

Bole: Dreadnaught, this is not a hardcore match!

Dreadnaught: Not unless I decide to make it one! See, tonight is a warm up! Tonight is nothing more than the appetizer before a great meal. See, in the hood, we don’t get appetizers too much. We normally jump straight into a fight. But, this is something special! I get to play with my pray Scotty before I slaughter him!

Bole: But, you do have a tag team partner, and you face Lowedown as well!

Dreadnaught: You think those two are going to be worried about the Thug? Listen, Z and Lowe want to shove the other man into a coffin and burn them alive! I don’t think they are looking for a victory tonight either! I think it comes down to two feuds ending in bloody fashion at Bruisermania! And you know the Psychotic Juggernaught likes bloody matches!

Bole: Yeah, but are you worried Lowedown may have something planned for Z?

Dreadnaught: Those two lovebirds just can’t keep their hands off each other! Yeah, I am sure something will go down tonight, I am just trying to avoid it if you can dig that! I don’t need to get between that just yet. Now, after I destroy the legacy of Scotty Scott. Then I may want to move on to that World Title, but for now, just let me assault the punk Scotty and leave me out of it!

Bole: Do you trust Master Z tonight?

Dreadnaught: Are you crazy? That is the most insane cat here! He can leave me for dead and not even remember it! NO I DON”T TRUST HIM! But, if I want at Scotty, I gotta deal with him, and that’s all good! So Z, you and Lowedown play your reindeer games, and let me jack Scotty up, allright! Now…

(Dreadnaught finishes wrapping up his fists.)

Dreadnaught: I gotta start the bloodflow of Scotty!

(Dreadnaught smirks into the camera and picks his US title up off the bench before walking out of the room.)

>>>

(Lowedown is seen standing in the middle of a familiar locker room as he looks down at his watch. As he looks over his shoulder, he hears a door close behind him and comes face to face with his tag team partner...Scotty Scott. Both men stare each other down for a moment before Lowedown and Scotty shake hands...)

Lowedown:Just like old times right Scotty?

Scotty: Just like when we won the tag teams titles a few years ago.

Lowedown:Look Scotty, I'm not going to make excuses here about what has gone between you and I. We have been down this road year after year and now once again, you and I are teamed up one more time. Just like the old days.

Scotty: Man, no excuses needed. Ya did what ya thought ya needed ta do. But look at ya... Ya been doin' great for yerself.

Lowedown:Tonight, you are going to show Dreadnaught what's in that heart of yours. The drive, the desire, and the big time rage that makes you who you are!

Scotty:Lowedown, time afta time we have seen ya upstage Master Z. I know deep down that ya finally gonna get that BMWF World title away from him. If I can't get it done, it should be ya. Ya always made me proud.

Lowedown:Tonight, if you want me to step aside and let you have Dread all to yourself...he's all yours.

Scotty:I'll let ya take a shot in if ya feel like it?

Lowedown:I'll keep that in mind. I'm just getting ready to show that fluke of a champion that he might be holding the gold, but he's just holding onto it until Bruisermania when I cremate his @$$!

Scotty:Just remember that if ya beat Z at Bruisermania, I'm lookin' for a shot at that belt again. Ya up for it?

Lowedown:After all we've been through, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Then again, you always pack one hell of a punch.

Scotty:I'd be more concerned about my suplexes.

Lowedown:Good point.

(Lowedown reaches down and grabs a couple of beers and hands one to Scotty. Lowedown smiles as he cracks his beer open and raises it up. Scotty cracks his open and taps it against Lowedown's beer and both drink...)

fade...

(Michael Bole is in the interview area with none other than BMWF Owner Stone Cold Bruiser.)

BOLE: Bruiser, you have been a part of every Bruisermania thus far. However, you're not on the card for Bruisermania 2004 nor are you a special guest referee. Any comments?

BRUISER: Not on the card? How do you know that, you stupid son of a bleep? Have you seen the entire card schedule yet?

BOLE: Well, no, but...

BRUISER: I'm going to be at Bruisermania 2004. Don't you worry your stupid little head about that! But I got two announcements. First, we're gonna have a 12 Wrestling Legends Battle Royal at Bruisermania 2004.

BOLE: 12 Wrestling legends? That's outstanding!

BRUISER: You bet it is. And I talking about the same BMWF legends that appear every year! I'm talking about guys that some of them have never set foot in a BMWF ring! I'm talking greats like Harley Race, Jimmy Snuka, Jack Brisco, Dory Funk, Jr. and a bunch more!

BOLE: How about Bruno Sammartino?

BRUISER: Sure, why not? In fact, if Dick the Bruiser, the Sheik and Bobo Brazil weren't deceased, they'd be in the match as well!

(Suddenly, Darklord steps into the picture.)

DARKLORD: You want the dearly departed to arise and be a part of this Legend's Battle Royal?

BRUISER: Er...that would be nice, but...

DARKLORD: So it is written...so it shall come to pass...

(Darklord somberly walks away.)

BRUISER: Uh, he's kidding, right?

BOLE: I...I...don't know.

BRUISER: Well, this is the BMWF. Anything can happen in the BMWF! Anyway, my second announcement is that we got this years American Idol final 12, along with Ryan Seaquest and those jackass judges coming to Bruisermania! The Final 12 are going to do a song for us!

BOLE: Wow! That's great!

BRUISER: But if any of them judges get outta line, I'm gonna have to open a can of whoop @$$ on them...and that's the bottomline...cause Stone Cold said so!

BOLE: What a Bruisermania this is shaping up to be! back to you, JR!

>>> 

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

At a total combined weight of 525 pounds...
LoweDown and Scotty Scott

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott walks out to the cheers of the fans. He looks into the ring at Dreadnaught and Master Z. He then looks to his partner Lowedown as he begins to walk down to the ring. He steps through the ropes and walks past Z and Dread. He walks to the center of the ring and folds his arms as the fans go wild.)

Scotty: Once more Dread, we face each otha in a tag team match. But not like otha matches we had, I got a very close friend in Lowedown in muh corner. I have trusted Lowedown with just 'bout everythin' I eva owned. I got someone that ain't worried 'bout no reputations. He has earned his just like I earned muh own. So Dread and Z... I only got this ta say ta ya's tanight... BEAT US... IF YA'S CAN... SURVIVE... IF WE LET YA'S!!!!!

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

(Suddenly, "Because of You" by Nickelback begins to play as Lowedown and Flame begin to make their way from the crowd towards the ring. Lowedown leaps over the railing and begins to walk around the ring. )

LILLY: Their opponents...

From South Central L.A.... weighing in at 245 pounds...
Dreadnaught

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

(“Bodyguard” by Obie Trice begins playing through the arena as DREAD scrolls across the Bruiser-tron. Pyro explodes from the stage as Dreadnaught emerges from all the smoke. His fists are taped up and he has the US title wrapped around his waist. He stands on the top of the stage and pulls his sunglasses off.)

JR: Dreadnaught has his eyes locked on Scotty Scott!

(Dreadnaught pulls the US title off of his waist and holds it in his left hand.)

King: We are about to explode!

(Dreadnaught sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope.)

JR: The ref is keeping Dread and Scotty from going at it right now!

(Dreadnaught hands the US title to the ref, and the ref pushes Dreadnaught away from Scotty.)

JR: This isn’t going to be pretty!

LILLY: From Cleveland, Ohio... weighing in at 288 pounds...
"The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z

("Victory" blasts over the PA as Master Z steps out onto the entrance ramp wearing his world title. Z continues down the ramp taunting his opponents and fans alike.)

JR: Master Z is taking his good old time getting down to this ring.

KING: Lowedown is very irritable at this point, JR! Master Z is playing mind games!

JR: Master Z enters the ring, removes his title, and calls for a mic.

(Master Z slides off his shades while smiling at Lowedown.)

Master Z: So we meet again my friend!

JR: Lowedown has to be restrained by the referee!

KING: Master Z is wayyy under his skin!

Master Z: Before we start this match I'd like everyone to take a look at the Bruisertron.

(The Bruisertron plays a clip from Live two weeks earlier:

(Lowedown is in the ring)

Lowedown:When you re-injured my Z by smashing it over and over again with that coffin lid, you did damage my arm pretty good.

Master Z: The way it looks, Lowe, not only did I reinjure your arm, I also reinjured your brain! This just proves again that you are completely and totally scared of me. Master Z is all that you think about. Deep down inside of you in the depths of your soul you know that you'll lose to me at Bruisermania and there's nothing you can do about it!

KING: HA HA! Lowe is scared of Z!

Master Z: I'll have to say that, compared to some of my recent tag matches, Dreadnaught is a little more worthy of a partner. If I'm not mistaken, Master Z and Dread-daddy have done some work together in the past. Hopefully the two of us will be able to put these two punks out of commission for good!

Master Z: Now let's get this match going!

(Lowedown finally leaps up onto the ring apron as the pyro shoots out once again. As the pyro continues to go, Lowedown leaps into the ring and rushes Master Z. Lowedown spears Z to the mat and begins slamming hard rights and lefts down to the side of Z's head. Lowedown drops down and bites down on the forehead of Z. Lowedown manages to get to his feet as he slams his boot down onto the chest of Z repeatedly. Lowedown gets Z into the corner and continues to slam his boot down viciously...)

JR:Lowedown is already on fire against Master Z!

King:I don't know if either of these men will make it to Bruisermania!


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Master Z just spit in the face of Lowedown!

(Lowedown charges Master Z, but Master Z side steps him. Lowe rebounds off the ropes but is immediately met by an uppercut to the groin by Master Z.)

JR: Lowedown in hunched over in pain! Master Z is a cheater, King!

KING: I know! Isn't it great!

JR: Lowedown makes a tag.
Dreadnaught catches LoweDown in a sleeperhold.
LoweDown grabs the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds.
Dreadnaught locks LoweDown in a sleeperhold.
LoweDown gets ahold of the ropes after being locked up for 8 seconds.
Dreadnaught executes a DDT on LoweDown.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught attempts to place LoweDown on the turnbuckle, but LoweDown
blocks it.
Dreadnaught goes for a clothesline, but LoweDown counters it with
an armbar submission.
Dreadnaught is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Dreadnaught makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds.
LoweDown tags out to Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott and LoweDown whip Dreadnaught into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Dreadnaught with a double clothesline, but he counters
it with a duck-down move.
Dreadnaught hits them with a double clothesline.
LoweDown leaves the ring.
Dreadnaught throws Scotty Scott into the turnbuckle, but Scotty Scott
reverses it.
Scotty Scott runs into the ropes.
Scotty Scott goes for a flying clothesline, but Dreadnaught
ducks out of the way.
Dreadnaught tags out to Master Z.
LoweDown enters the ring and throws Dreadnaught out of the ring.
Scotty Scott and LoweDown whip Master Z into the ropes.
Scotty Scott and LoweDown hit Master Z with a double flying clothesline.
LoweDown leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott nails Master Z with a DDT.
The crowd is giving Scotty Scott a standing ovation.
Scotty Scott runs into the ropes.
Scotty Scott hits Master Z with a kick.
Scotty Scott whips Master Z into the ropes.
Master Z hits Scotty Scott with throat punch.
Master Z flexes for the crowd.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Master Z whips Scotty Scott into the ropes.
Scotty Scott smacks Master Z with a devastating flying clothesline .
The crowd erupts.
Scotty Scott goes for a sleeperhold, but Master Z counters it with a jawbreaker.
Master Z flexes for the crowd.
Master Z is being booed out of the building.
Master Z whips Scotty Scott into the ropes.
Master Z executes a bulldog on Scotty Scott.
Master Z flexes for the crowd.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.

They tag out.

JR: Lowedown and Dreadnaught are staring at each other!

King: What are they saying?

(Dreadnaught smirks at Lowedown and shakes his head. Dreadnaught points at Scotty.)

JR: Dreadnaught wants Scotty right now!

(Lowedown smiles and can be seen to say “You want Scotty?”)

King: Dreadnaught says yes!

JR: Lowedown just tagged Scotty in!

King: Here is a preview of Bruisermania!

JR: Dreadnaught and Scotty tie up!

Dreadnaught shoots Scotty into the ropes.

Scotty hits a shoulderblock that sends Dreadnaught to the mat.

Scotty laughs as Dreadnaught gets to his feet!

Dreadnaught rushes up to Scotty and drives him down to the mat.

King: Dreadnaught is firing fists at Scotty!

JR: It didn’t take long for this to break down!

King: The ref is pulling Dreadnaught off of Scotty!

JR: Dreadnaught stands back as Scotty gets to his feet.

Dreadnaught rushes at Scotty and clotheslines him over the top rope.

Dreadnaught grabs the top rope and leaps over, hitting a plancha on Scotty!

King: Dreadnaught gets back in the ring and taunts Scotty!

Dreadnaught goes for a clothesline, but Scotty Scott counters it with a crucifix
.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Scotty Scott knocks down Len Stanley.
Len Stanley is out cold.
Scotty Scott hits a snap suplex on Dreadnaught.
Scotty Scott executes a hammerlock on Dreadnaught.

They're all in the ring!

JR:Look at this! Both Lowedown and Master Z are in the ring! We have a preview of Bruisermania right now!

King:All we need is a bar-b-que grill! HAHAHA!

(Lowedown and Z stand in the middle of the ring as the entire crowd is on their feet. Both men are nose to nose as this crowd is chanting for both men. Neither man budges as the crowd watches on...)

JR:Neither man is giving an inch here!

King:Both men have too much pride!

(Suddenly, both men begin trading wild punches back and forth with reckless abandon. Neither man gives way as they continue to trade blows...)

JR:These two are going at each other like two rabid dogs!

King:That World title is the biggest bone there is in this business! It's just a matter of time before we see who is the hungriest dog in the yard!

(Lowedown manages to dodge a wild swing and steps on the foot of Master Z and then pokes him in the eye. Lowedown then nails Master Z with a boot to the side of the leg and catches Z with a leg sweep that sends him down to the mat. Lowedown then drops down and begins slamming his head down against the mat. Lowedown then bounces off the ropes and catches Z with a baseball slide dropkick to the side of the head...)

JR: Dreadnaught has Scotty set for a DDT.

King: This maybe the beginning of the end for Scotty.

JR: SCOTTY BLOCKED IT!!!! NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!!!!!

JR: Master Z threw Lowedown out over the top rope.

Master Z goes to the outside.

Master Z slams Lowedown off the ring steps

KING: Look at Lowe begging for his life!

JR: Oh stop it, King!

(Lowedown is trying to get to his feet, but Master Z keeps kicking him in the face each attempt.)

JR: The blood is beginning to drip from the mouth of Lowedown! Master Z is being relentless in his attack!

KING: Of course he is, JR! Master Z hates Lowedown!

JR: Dreadnaught has Scotty set for the Dreadbomb.

King: Scotty is about to be a broken man.

JR: SCOTTY HAS DREAD BY THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND IS POUNDING THE FACE OF DREAD!!!! HE FOUGHT OUT OF THE DREADBOMB!!!!!

King: I can't believe it!!!!

JR: SCOTTAMISSION!!!! SCOTTAMISSION!!!! AND MASTER Z MADE THE SAVE!!!!!

JR: Master Z has Scotty set for the Atomic Driver.

King: This is nothing new to Scotty. I think he has felt this more than anyone ever in the BMWF.

JR: Z is coming down... SCOTTY SLIPPED BEHIND HIM AND LOCKED THE SCOTTAMISSION ON MASTER Z!!!!

KING: But the ref is still out cold!!!

JR: Dreadnaught makes the save!

The ref is back up!

JR: Lowedown is hammering on Z.

Lowedown whips Z into the corner and charges in with a clothesline.

Dreadnaught stands behind Z pulls something out of his tights!

King: I think Dreadnaught just stole Z’s brass knucks!


JR: Dreadnaught puts them in his pocket and tags himself in!

King: The ref didn’t see the knucks either!

JR: Dreadnaught and Lowedown exchange punches in the center of the ring.

Dreadnaught with a knee lift that connects to Lowe.

Dreadnaught hits a DDT on Lowedown.

Dreadnaught leaps to the top turnbuckle.

King: Scotty is over!

JR: Scotty just shoved Dreadnaught into the railing!

1…2…3…

This could be a count out!

4…5…6…

Lowedown is up.

7…

Lowedown rolls out of the ring and grabs Dreadnaught.

8…

Dreadnaught gets rolled into the ring.

King: This could be over quick.

JR: Lowedown is setting up for the Down Time!

Dreadnaught reverses.

Dreadnaught lifts Lowedown into the air.

King: Dread-bomb!

JR: Dreadnaught connects, but he can’t make the cover.

King: Lowedown is out!

JR: Dreadnaught crawls over.

He puts his arm over the chest of Lowe.

1…2…Scotty interrupts the count!

Dreadnaught hits LoweDown with an uppercut.
Dreadnaught beats his chest and points to the crowd..
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Dreadnaught executes a spinebuster on LoweDown.

Dread tags out!

(Master Z grabs Lowedown by the head by placing one hand on each side of his face. Z lifts him off his feet crushing his skull.)

JR: Lowedown is screaming from this extremely painful move Master Z has put him in!

Master Z launches Lowedown into the corner and begins to hit him with many punches and kicks.

Lowedown slumps to the mat before the referee peels Master Z away.

JR: Scotty comes in. They whip Master Z into the ropes... DOUBLE SUPERKICK TO THE CHIN OF MASTER Z!!!!

King: I can't believe Scotty's leg could reach that high!!!!

JR: Lowedown tags Scotty. They both grab the legs of Master Z.

King: They look like they are about to make a wish.

JR: They snap the legs of Master Z. Z is rolling around on the mat as Scotty goes to the top rope.

King: This is different.

JR: Lowedown nails Z with a backbreaker and holds it... SCOTTY JUST DID A LEGDROP FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!!

King: Scotty has been hanging around those luchadores waaay too much!

JR: They're all back in the ring again!

JR: This is just breaking down!

Z and Lowedown are outside!

Dreadnaught kicks Scotty!

Dreadnaught with a superkick!

King: Z is reaching in his pocket!

JR: He can’t find his knucks!

Dreadnaught screams at Z and shows pulls out the brass knucks!

Z is furious at his partner!

King: Lowedown with a chair from behind!

**CLANG**

JR: Z is dropped to the floor.

The ref is telling Lowe to put the chair down!

Scotty spins Dreadnaught around!

**CRACK**

JR: Dreadnaught just drilled Scotty with the brass knucks!

Dreadnaught tosses the knucks out of the ring!

Dreadnaught with a cover!

But the ref is distaracted!

JR:Wait a minute! What is Lowedown doing?

King:He's putting a chain on his boot! That's illegal!

JR:I don't think Lowedown cares!

(Flame leaps up onto the apron and taunts the referee by slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Lowedown sneaks up behind Master Z and nails Master Z with a superkick to the back of the head. Master Z drops to the mat as Lowedown points towards the corner and makes his way over...)

King:Lowedown is going for that elbowdrop! If he connects it, it's over!

JR:Lowedown used that illegal chain on his boot that nailed Master Z in the back of the head and now Lowedown is climbing to the top rope!

(Lowedown finally makes his way up and launches himself off the top rope and catches Master Z with the "Going Down" elbowdrop right on the chest of Master Z. Lowedown clutches his arm as he rolls over and attempts a pin cover...)

JR The ref looks confused! He's making a double count!

One, two..DOUBLE KICKOUT!

KING: YAHHH!

("Ave Satani" begins to play as the lights go red. The crowd stands up. Suddenly "Shout at the Devil" by Motley Crue begins to play as the lights go out.

JR: That is Lurker's old music!!!

King: What happened to the lights!?!?!

JR: The lights have come back on.

King: Scotty is down!!!!

JR: Master Z is taking advantage of it... Atomic Driver!!!!

(The PA suddenly comes back to life as a demonic voice begins to speak.)

PA: Lowedown, tonight it was Scotty. Next time it will be you. Look at the screen Lowedown. You will see something that you never thought you would see.

(Lowedown's car is ablaze in the parking lot. Lowedown is furious as he watches his car burn.)

PA: Much like your car, your career will go up in flames. I will be seeing you soon.

JR: Master Z is going for the cover!

Lowedown makes the save.

(Lowedown slides out of the ring and makes his way over to where J.R and the King are and sits down in the chair...)

King:What are you doing over here?

Lowedown:I'm sick of this garbage King! This mystery guy is going to dance and sing around here to worry me all the live long day and it's already boring the hell out of me! This garbage isn't going to screw me out of my title shot at Bruisermania! I'll beat him to death with his own arm! That's the Lowedown on that!

(Lowedown finally leaps up out of his chair and rushes back to the ring...)

KING: I think he's as tired of all of the "mystery man" gimmick as I am!


JR: Master Z is fighting like a man possessed.

(Two hooded men walk down to the ring. Their faces are covered and their bodies are cloaked in black attire. Wearing a black sweat shirt and black jeans and black boots. They both have sledge hammers as they walk down to ringside.)

King: What's this all about?

JR: It must be a couple of Master Z's followers.

King: I didn't know he had any followers!

Maybe the druids got a new fashion consultant.

JR: What are they doing just standing around the ring?

King: Maybe they didn't have good seats and wanted to see the action a bit closer.

(Then the lights go out and through the flashes of cameras you can see an attack is going on in the ring. But though the flashes you can't tell who it is.)

(The lights come back on and the two hooded men are laying on the outside as Darklord stands above them.)

KING: HA HA! That must be a couple of newbie morons! Only newbies would get beatdown like that!

JR: Hold on! Here comes another one!

PA: FEED MY FRANKENSTEIN!

(Feed my Frankenstein by Alice Cooper erupts from the speakers as green pyros shoot from the stage. Witherspoon, walks out onto the stage with his trench coat on and a mic in his hand.)

Witherspoon: Lowedown! I feel that you are ignoring me.

JR: Is he insane?

King: In a word, I’d say yes!

Witherspoon: Exactly one week ago, I issued a challenge to you. That challenge is that You and me would face each other in a match where you get to choose the date and the stipulation. However, I have not heard a single peep out of you. Why is that? Do you feel that I am beneath your notice? Because if that is so, I will just have to make you notice me. So, name the date and the match Lowedown. I am waiting.

PA: FEED MY FRANKENSTEIN!

(Feed My Frankenstein plays again as Witherspoon turns and walks backstage.)

KING: Why do these newbies insist on making fools of themselves by trying to get a quick undeserved push?

JR: Well, I don't know about that King, but they are all in the ring again! The ref has lost control!

*DING DING*

JR: Len Stanley calls for a double disqualification!

JR: The ref handed Dreadnaught the US title!

Scotty gives chase to Dreadnaught.

Dreadnaught slides under the ring!

King: Scotty can’t find him!

(Scotty begins looking under the apron.)

JR: Dreadnaught comes out on the other side!

Dreadnaught has the title in hand!

Dreadnaught charges Scotty!

**SMACK**

JR: Dreadnaught just outsmarted Scotty!

(Dreadnaught drops the US titles and picks up the ring steps.)

JR: Dreadnaught is holding the steps over the left leg of Scotty!

NO! DON”T DO THIS!

**CLANG**

JR: Dreadnaught just dropped those steps on the left knee of Scotty!

King: Scotty is screaming in pain!

JR: Dreadnaught is looking over Scotty and laughing!

Dreadnaught kicks away on the left knee before picking up the US title and walking up the ramp.

King: Dreadnaught did the smart thing there!

JR: He is trying to take Scotty out before Bruisermania!

KING: But look at Z and Lowe!!

JR: What is Master Z diggin under the ring for?

KING: I don't know, but he's up to something!

JR: Master Z slides into the ring holding a can of gasoline!

Master Z slams the steel container off the face of Lowedown and continues to drench the man in gas!

KING: BLECH! That smell!

JR: Master Z is fumbling around in his pocket for matches, while stomping Lowedown!

Security has hit the ring!

They're trying to pull these two apart, but Master Z seems determined to light Lowe on fire!

(Master Z, finally restrained by security, begins to laugh at Lowedown who is rubbing his eyes and choking from the gasoline fumes. Z rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope and grabs a mic as he walks backwards up the ramp.)

Master Z: Lowedown, you lucked out tonight! Next week you wont be so lucky! I'm not only ending your chances to hold this title, I'm ending your career!

JR: We're outta time!

KING: Good! These gas fumes are about to make me sick! YAHHHH!!

(The shot cuts back and forth between Master Z and Lowedown as they badmouth each other and we fade... to... black... )

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