BMWF Bedlam Part I

Date : 4/19/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Sydney Arena Sydney Australia

(The show opens inside the Sydney Arena Sydney Australia. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Hello, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Sydney Arena Sydney Australia! Welcome to BMWF Bedlam I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and what a show we have for you tonight!

KING: Look who's in the audience! It's Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Headhunter! Talk about a moron!

JR: And over there! It's The Bushwackers!

KING: YAHHH! They're doing the Bushwacker Dance! Wait! Aren't they from New Zealand? oh, well! Look! It's the Fabulous Kangaroos!

JR: Where? I thought they were all dead!

KING: Over there!

(In the corner are two real kangaroos wearing Australian hats and holding boomerangs!)

JR: Good heavens!

PA:YA FEEL ME?!?

(Suddenly, "Fever Dog" by Stillwater begins to play as Lowedown slowly makes his way out of the entrance way to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown is wearing a bandana to cover the bandages on his forehead. Lowedown looks at the Brotherhood in the ring and then extends his middle finger up towards all of them. Lowedown slowly paces back and forth on the rampway before finally pulling a microphone from out of his back pocket...)

Lowedown:So this is what it all boils down to huh? Neither you Scotty or you Master Z could take me out! Neither one of you could handle seeing me as your World champion so you decide to bring everyone together to do it all at once right? Harry plays the nice guy and offers to tag up with me to get back at you jack@$$e$ and then he stabs me in the back!

King:Harry did pull one over the World champion!

JR:And Harry might just pay here tonight in Australia!

Lowedown: And then we have you Ignition...

(Pause)

Lowedown:I even got my @$$ handed to me by Ignition! How much of a bullbleep scenario is that?!? You cannot believe how many beers it took to try and drown that one out! Ya feel me?

Crowd:HELL YEAH MATE!

Lowedown:Then, the last thing I expected was to get dropped by those no talent Taco Bell Employees of Team Beautifulofit! I was at the low point in my life after last week! I had even considered packing up and walking on! I was lost for a week trying to put things together on what to do! One of my best friends drops me like a brick! My former partner leaves me hanging! And then finally, one man who I thought I could trust destroys virtually any chance of me trusting anyone else around here!

(Pause)

Lowedown:Oh and by the way Z...I told Flame to take the night off so she's back at the hotel away from you trying to pull any bullbleep! Now, where was I?

(Pause)

Lowedown:I left that arena with my head down and my heart broken. The fact that even you Harry would stoop so low that you joined to those @$$clowns right next to you proves that you're nothing but a no talent, low class, mid carder sonofableep!

(The crowd begins to chant "@$$clown" towards Hardcore Harry as Lowedown pops his neck for a moment...)

Lowedown:Last week, after they rolled me out of the ring and put me on a stretcher, I spent the night stuck in that hospital. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. All I could do is feel sorry for myself! But then as I was "chemically" put to sleep, I had a dream.

King:Uh-oh! I sense a speech coming on!

Lowedown:I dreamt about the Cremation match where I shoved you into that inferno Z! Then, it continued to when I dropped you right through the cage of the Hell in the Cell Scotty! And as this dream continued, it brought me to where I almost broke your neck Harry! You talked alot of BLEEP for weeks and then you choked like a porn star!

JR:EWWWW! That's disgusting!

Lowedown:And before I woke up from that slumber, I saw you Ignition. I saw you begging Master Z to let you into the Brotherhood! I guess the porn star thing ties in with you! Since you were begging on your knees and all!

(The crowd begins to laugh at Ignition as his face becomes red with embarassment. Lowedown ha a slight smile on his face as he continues...)

Lowedown:But you know what made me change my mind? You know what stopped me from punching out and taking my ball and going home? It was all of my peeps all around the world! It was all of you!

(The crowd erupts as Lowedown points out to the sold out crowd. The crowd begins chanting Lowedown's name as he looks around the arena and then brings the microphone back up...)

Lowedown:The peeps from around the world made their voices heard loud and clear! I know these peeps here and around the world would not be satisfied with me walking out of here without knowing that I whooped each and every one of your sorry @$$e$ and make the Brotherhood exactly what they are! Nothing but a bunch of overrated, over the hill, soon to be extinct dead men! That is the Lowedown on that!

Lowedown:I stand here pretty much on my own with only my wife and my World title and I can agree with the saying of how lonely it can be on top of the mountain. But I can always say that being at the top of the mountain just shows that I stand above you melee mouth sonofableeps and it burns you up! No pun intended Z!

(Lowedown paces around the entrance way for a moment as he then points right towards Scotty...)

Lowedown:And what about you Scotty? After everything that you and I have been through down this road and I thought you and I finally ironed out all our differences? Then you come and bring your kliq down and join in the parade in trying to take me out of regaining this World title? Why Scotty? Maybe it's the fact that I'm more popular than you? Could it be that I'm a better wrestler than you? Or could it be that I am the one you couldn't control like the others?

(Pause)

Lowedown:You thought that when I was in the Union that you had someone you could keep me under wraps right? You never truly knew the true power of me did you? Z, you never knew what I was truly capable of did you? You thought I didn't have the guts to burn you up did you? Well, I guess you thought wrong old man!

(The crowd begins to chant Lowedown's name once again as he raises the World title high above his head with one arm...)

Lowedown:You want this belt? Harry, you want this belt right here? How about you Z? You want this belt back? Scotty? You think you have what it takes to take this away from me? I'm looking at each of you and I'm saying that none of you have the BLEEPS to take this away from me! Harry, you and I are stepping into that ring later tonight into a Brotherhood lumberjack and I don't give a rat's @$$ if you have your boys around the ring because I don't fear them! I don't care anymore about whether I walk out of the ring or not! All I care about is keeping this belt around my waist and not around yours! The Brotherhood doesn't deserve the World title! The Lowedown is the World champion and you're not boys! Deal with that! Harry, I hope you're ready because I sure as hell am!

("Fever Dog begins to play once again as Lowedown extends his middle finger once again at the Brotherhood before making his way back into the entrance way...)

JR:Lowedown has made his presence felt here tonight! He isn't afraid of the Brotherhood!

King:He must have had his head cracked harder than we thought!

JR:Folks, we'll be right...wait a minute!

(Scene opens in the arena parking lot where a black limo pulls up to the
door. The driver slowly walks around to the back door and opens it. Soon The
Brotherhood begins to filter out. They are joking and slapping eachother
high fives as they enter the arena. The scene cuts back to JR and King.)

JR: The Brotherhood has arrived here tonight in full force!

KING: What a shocker! Master Z has gathered this group of skilled
individuals together at the perfect time where the BMWF was losing the bWo.
Hopefully they'll whip this federation back into shape!

JR: King, please! The Brotherhood is a virus! They will suck the life out of
anyone and everyone. I don't see the near future being very pleasant for
anyone!
Let's get the camera back on them!

(Scene cuts back to The Brotherhood members who are making their way through
the hallways. Master Z looks determined to lead his men into battle.)

JR: You don't think... They're coming out here, King!

KING: Yahh! Hide me!

(The Brotherhood make their way through the crowd on their way to the ring.
Several fans throw garbage in their direction as they walk.)

JR: Master Z has a microphone, let's listen!

(Master Z takes off his shades and slides them into his pocket.)

Master Z: It seems we have stirred up some controversy here in the BMWF!
Listening from the comments of our fellow wrestlers, I'd say we're not
liked! What you think guys?

Scotty: Ya know.... I heard the comments from last week... Hahaha... Seems
that some punks out there got a lil'more than what they bargained for when
the announecment of the Brotherhood was back... I even heard that some out
there even got upset 'bout my joinin' the Brotherhood... I've been hearin'
how "Scotty how could you join the Brotherhood? You fought them for so
long."... Plain and simple... I surround muhself with winnas... Ya look in
this ring right now ya see nuthin' but winnas... Ya got the BMWF World Tag
Team champions right there. Ya got a man that fears no one in Pain... Ya got
the Ultravoilent Icon, Hardcore Harry... Ya got the hottest young gun in the
BMWF in Iggy ova there... Ya got the US champion standin' right here... And
then last but not least ya got the former and soon to be 'gain BMWF World
champion, Master Z. From where I see it... We got the tools... We got the
skills... But ya also gotta look at it like this... Ya got two former World
champions, Master Z and muhself... Come ta think 'bout it... Ya got two
Grand Slam champions here in Z and muhself... Pain... He is a former World
Tag Team Champion... Ya gotta ask yerselves... How good are we?

(Scotty hands the mic over to Rey and Tazan.)

Rey: As good as we want to be Scotty. We been sitting back listening to the
comments made by Tobey, William Black, and others....

Tazan: They don't matter to us. We have the gold and that is what matter to
us. As for the rest of the Brotherhood...

Rey: More gold will come in days to come...

Pain: I don't care about titles... Never have and never will... All I care
about is making sure that no one walks out of the ring walking after they
face me.

(Scotty gets the mic back.)

Scotty: All I have ta say ta that is this... Afta tanight... Yer all gonna
know and learn that we are the best and there ain't a d@mned thin' that
anyone one back there in the back can do 'bout it but like it and live wit
it... Coz we 're here ta stay.

(Harry gets handed the microphone)

Harry: What great points my brothers make, I mean who can compare with The
Brotherhood? Lowedown? The Judge? Tai even…… NO! You see no one can compare
with The Brotherhood because we are the elitist stable in the history of the
BMWF and that is reality. Sure you can throw together a group of guys and
put them up against us but will they succeed? Will they pull it off?

(Harry smiles looking into the camera)

Harry: Why of course not!!! The sooner you all realize that The Brotherhood
is here to capture all the gold and glory the better because it is just a
matter of time before the BLEEP cloud rises above this federation! We are
here to stay and no little mind games or manipulations will tear us apart do
you under stand me!?! NONE!!!

(Ignition goes to the turnbuckle and leans on it as Harry tosses him the
mic.)

Ignition: You know, when my boys say things like The Brotherhood is full of
elite wrestlers, I take a certain pride in that. I also take a certain pride
in knowing that I am doing it all without you scum suckin fans!

(Ignition dodges a few pop cups as the fans show their disgust.)

Ignition: Yeah, well the truth hurts. Anyways, the fact of the matter is,
there has never been, and never will be a more powerful stable in the BMWF,
EVER! All you poor chumps in the back better recognize the power real soon,
or The Brotherhood will make a fool out of every last one of you while we
take your gold! Face facts gentlemen, the Brotherhood is the law around here
now, so sit back, relax, and try to enjoy the ride, because it’s about to
get CRAZZZZYYY!!

(Ignition looks back at the hood and smirks as he hands off the mic back to
Master Z)

Master Z: Ya know something guys, people have often mistaken Master Z for
someone who is unforgivable and harsh. They say that I have no compassion
for my fellow man. I'll admit, I'm sometimes hard on people. For example,
maybe I've been a little hard on Flame. I mean... it's not her fault she's
stuck in a dead-end relationship with such a poor excuse for a champion and
man for that matter. It wasn't until the BMWF where she laid eyes on a real
man... It wasn't until Master Z's return until she was able to "closely
encounter" Master Z!

(Master Z smiles and begins to pace back and forth slowly.)

Master Z: For that reason, Flame, I wont hold you accountable for your
actions. Just so you know that I'm here any time you need a real man in your
life!

JR: Master Z is out of his mind! She would never!

Master Z: Just as I'm offering Flame a chance to see the light, I'm also
going to make an offer to a couple more of my friends. Tobey... man I heard
what you had to say about The Brotherhood and I'm somewhat disappointed in
you. Do you honestly think that you can rally the federation against the
power of The Brotherhood? Is it even worth trying? We will squash you and
anyone who tries to undermine our power like a bug!

(long pause)

Master Z: But I'll tell you what I'll do Tobey... and I make the same offer
to White Lightning! If either one of you would like to come out here get
down on your knees and apologize to us before we leave this ring, I will
refrain from ending your careers!

JR: Master Z has just made a threat on the careers of Tobey Miliken and
White Lightning!

KING: They better come out here right now and kiss the shoes of Master Z or
I'm afraid Master Z will make good on his promise!

Master Z: Alright... if that's the way you want it!

(Master Z turns towards The Brotherhood.)

Master Z: Let's go raise some He|| guys!

(The crowd boos loudly as the group of Brotherhood members exit the ring and
walk up the ramp.)

JR: You heard Master Z, King! The Brotherhood is in the house and looking
for trouble!

King: Looking for trouble with a certain few people that rubbed him the
wrong way!

JR: Rubbed him the wrong way? Master Z has had it in for Lowedown, White
Lightning, Tobey, and a bunch of other people for that matter! He's just
insane, King!

KING: Either way, Master Z is out to cause a ruckus and get that world title
back around his waist! You know he has plans! The Brotherhood always has
plans!

JR: Probably, King! We'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Weighing in at 300 pounds...

Awesome Mike

LILLY: His opponent...
From Cobb County, Georgia...
Weighing in at 298 pounds...

Big Bubba Bossman


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell
Awesome Mike hits a backbreaker on Big Bubba Bossman.
Awesome Mike runs into the ropes.
Awesome Mike smacks Big Bubba Bossman with a devastating short lariat .
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Awesome Mike whips Big Bubba Bossman into the ropes.
Awesome Mike goes for a lariat, but Big Bubba Bossman counters it with
an armbar submission.
Awesome Mike is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Awesome Mike reaches the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds.
Big Bubba Bossman uses a flying shoulderblock on Awesome Mike.
Big Bubba Bossman takes Awesome Mike down with a back suplex.
Big Bubba Bossman executes the Boss Man Slam on Awesome Mike.
Big Bubba Bossman goes for the pin.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.
Big Bubba Bossman is getting a ticked look amidst all the boos.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Big Bubba Bossman!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(The scene opens up inside the parking lot of the Sydney Arena, in the left hand corner of the screen it reads 'EARLIER TODAY'. A silver Ferrari 360 Spider pulls up and comes to a stop in a parking space. The loud music inside quitens down and stops, out of the passengers door steps Athena Hashi wearing a red halter top, green cargo-pants and blue shades. Tai Hashi walks out of the passengers seat wearing a black t-shirt with the words "SCREW YOU" on the back in white stamp-like lettering and an Australian cork-hat on his head. They close the door and it beeps twice signalling that it's locked, they grab their bags from the trunk and head off inside.)

Tai Hashi: "G'DAY AUSTRALIA!"

(The crowd can just slightly be heard shouting back "G'DAY")

Athena Hashi: (Laughs) "These Australians are awesome."

Tai Hashi: "You want to know what else is awesome? Tai Hashi versus. Mafioso tonight in the Sydney Arena! I'm going to kick his gangsta mafia wannabe butt and then I'm going to dump his sorry carcass in the outback where he can get eaten or something by a few animals they got here."

(A scorpion is seen walking past Tai and Athena's feet.)

Athena Hashi: "AAAAH! *bleep* It's huge!"

Tai Hashi: "Come on, let's head inside."

(Tai steps over the scorpion while Athena shuffles past it nervously.)

 (The cameras go live backstage in Tai and Athena Hashi's locker room. The place is well-lit and well decorated, on the walls are posters of Tai Hashi and Athena posing or in action. In the middle of the room there are two black leather couches opposite each other and a wooden coffee table in between them with wrestling magazines and rock music magazines. Athena and Tai are laying on seperate couches reading a magazine, Athena is reading Total Wrestling magazine while Tai is reading WWE Diva's 2004.)

Athena Hashi: "This stuff is rubbish, what are you reading?"

 (Tai quickly puts the Diva's magazine down and picks up Kerrang! He starts reading it upside down.)

Tai Hashi: "Um, urr, I'm reading Kerrang! magazine."

Athena Hashi: "Don't you have any idea that you're reading it upside down?!"

Tai Hashi: "Oh am I?" (Tai turns it around) "I didn't notice."

(There's a knock on the door.)

Tai Hashi: "Come in!"

(The door opens and Michael Bole walks in, he takes a seat on the couch Tai was laying on, Tai sits upright as does Athena.)

Athena Hashi: "G'Day Mikey."

Michael Bole: "I came here to ask Athena a few questions if that's okay with you both?"

Athena Hashi: "Why not, fire away Boley!"

Michael Bole: "Tonight you're in yet another ladies tag team match-up, your partner is Judge Moody and you two will square off against Francine and Sarah Lyn. My question to you is what are your thoughts on you teaming up with the current Woman's Champion, Judge Moody?"

Athena Hashi: "Judge Moody may be the current BMWF Woman's Champion but that wrinkly old bag definatly isn't the best female on the BMWF roster! The Woman's division may be slowly crumbling beneath us, falling to it's death but that's why I returned, because I know that my time is now, my time to become Woman's Champion. But first of all I've got to team with Moody, I don't mind that, I'm a fair player but if she screws up on this and causes me to lose yet again, because I haven't won hardly a match since I returned at BruiserMania.  So Moody, me and you together I don't mind but we are still enemies ya' hear me?"

Tai Hashi: "She can't hear you, here earinaid isn't switched on yet."

(Athena and Michael laugh.)

Michael Bole: "Well, how about your opponents Sarah Lyn and Francine. How do you feel about them?"

Athena Hashi: "Let's begin with Sarah Lyn, this woman likes to play mind-games I know, she's an evil manipulator as Tyrone Smith will tell you. The woman is a *bleep* and tonight I'll hopefully take her out so the BMWF doesn't have to see her ugly mug ever again!  Secondly we got Francine, the so-called 'Queen of Extreme'. Well let's see how extreme she is when I shove my boot up her @$$ and make her scream like the little girl she is."

Michael Bole: "Thank you, Athena. Good luck in your match."

(Michael Bole makes his way out of the locker room.)

Athena Hashi: "Thanks Bole, later."

(Michael Bole leaves closing the door behind him.)

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(Michael Bole catches up with Tyrone Smith backstage. Tyrone has a very
nasty look on his face. He’s thinking of pain)

Michael Bole: Last week Tyrone, you were viciously attacked by Bob Boxma...

Tyrone: Not anot’a word, Bole. I have somet’in’ for his @$$ t’night.

Bole: What is it, if I can ask?

Tyrone: Let’s just say, I’m gonna take our lil’ boxboy for a swim...

(Tyrone smiles and walks away)

JR: A swim?! What does that mean?!

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 (The cameras go live backstage of the Sydney Arena in Sydney, Australia. Tai Hashi is walking through the corridors wearing her wrestling attire that consists of a pink tube-top with black around the edges, pink hot-pants with black around the edges and words 'ATHENA' on the buttocks in black lettering. She stretches her shoulder muscles by putting her arms over her head and pushing the arm down her back. She then loosens her arms and jogs on the spot.  She then walks down the corridor.)

Athena Hashi: "Tonight is the night I will throw away my losing streak and show the whole of Australia and the rest of the world that I am Woman's Championship material and not some wrestler who likes to be thrown about and just used for male satisfaction by doing bikini shots for magazines.  I am a wrestler and I plan on wrestling so take a step back ladies and gentlemen...the new breed of Athena Hashi is coming through!"

(Athena walks to the arena entrance as we fade to the match.)

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

Led to the ring by Ravven...
At a total combined weight of 260 pounds...
From Brooklyn, NY... weighing in at 120 pounds...
Francine

Her partner...
From Denver, CO... weighing in at 140 pounds...
Sarah Lyn

PA: For all those who thought I fell off...

I'M STILL DA BADDEST (beep)!!!

(There's a shot of pink pyro as Trina's "The baddest (beep)" hits the PA.
Sarah Lyn walks out wearing a pink version of the top of the Spiderman
costume and tight pink leather pants. She's met by a resounding chorus of
boos.)

Their opponents...
Led to the ring by The Executioner...
At a total combined weight of 312 pounds...
From Miami, FL... weighing in at 175 pounds...
Judge Moody

LILLY: Her partner...
From Chicago, IL... weighing in at 137 pounds...
Athena Hashi

PA: "Emergency, call 911
She's BLEEPED BY BRUISER off at everyone
Police, rescue, FBI
She wants a riot, she wants a riot."

("Riot Girl" by Good Charlotte continues to deafen the audience as Athena Hashi walks through the curtains with her arms raised in the air as the fans cheer. Athena slaps the hands of the first two rows and then slides into the ring. She blows a kiss for the fans and awaits her opponents.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell
Francine hits a facerake on Athena Hashi.
Francine hits a bulldog on Athena Hashi.
Francine shows her butt cheeks.
Francine is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Francine whips Athena Hashi into the ropes.
Ravven pulls down the top rope.
Rick Patrick threatens Francine with disqualification.
Francine goes through the ropes.
Francine runs Athena Hashi into the ringsteps.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Francine whips Athena Hashi into the guardrail.
Francine hits a bulldog on Athena Hashi.
Rick Patrick counts: 1.
Francine runs Athena Hashi into the ringpost.
Francine further incites the crowd.
Sarah Lyn comes over to make it two-on-one.
Judge Moody comes over and lays out Sarah Lyn.
A few fans are booing Judge Moody, while a few others are cheering her.
Athena Hashi throws Francine into the guardrail.
Athena Hashi climbs back into the ring.
Francine rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Athena Hashi tags out to Judge Moody.
Judge Moody and Athena Hashi whip Francine into the ropes.
They hit Francine with a double clothesline.
Athena Hashi leaves the ring.
Judge Moody nails Francine with a huricanrana.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Judge Moody and a few others cheering
her.
Judge Moody runs into the ropes.
Francine hits Judge Moody with an elbow.
Francine goes for a hair pull, but Judge Moody blocks it.
Judge Moody goes for a headbutt, but Francine blocks it.
Francine hits a punch on Judge Moody.
Francine nails Judge Moody with a series of slaps.
Francine is getting a ticked look amidst all the boos.
Francine hits a back rake on Judge Moody.
Francine tags out to Sarah Lyn.
Sarah Lyn attempts to place Judge Moody on the turnbuckle, but Judge Moody
blocks it.
Francine enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Athena Hashi enters the ring and lays out Francine.
Judge Moody and Athena Hashi whip Sarah Lyn into the ropes.
They hit Sarah Lyn with a double clothesline.
Athena Hashi leaves the ring.
Judge Moody runs into the ropes.
Judge Moody smacks Sarah Lyn with a devastating clothesline .
Judge Moody covers Sarah Lyn.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Judge Moody executes the Moody Slam on Sarah Lyn.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
Judge Moody is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are Judge Moody and Athena Hashi!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(A blue Porsche Boxster with license plate "TCWBOX1" races into the parking lot with "Made You Look" by NAS playing on the custom stereo system. The Porsche comes to a halt right in front of Slim Jim Sullivan who is standing there with a microphone. Box exits the car while its still running and walks towards Slim Jim to talk with him......)

Slim Jim Sullivan: So Box, there's one question on everybody's mind right now...

Box: Yeah I know Slim. How does Box drive his own Porsche in Australia? Well, I've got a friend who is an importer/exporter. Perhaps you've heard of him. Art Vandeleigh. He had my lovely bass blasting Porsche express shipped to Australia for his favorite accountant, me.

Slim Jim Sullivan: Art Vandeleigh? Wasn't he a famous architect?

Box: No, but he gets that a lot.

Slim Jim: Well Box I was actually referring to your feud with Tyrone Smith. The whole fed and the fans are really excited to see how this is going to play out.

Box: Of course they're excited to see how this plays out. The Box Office is gonna premiere a blockbuster....LIVE AT TOKYO TERROR ON PAY PER VIEW!!! Its gonna be Tyrone Smith versus Bob "Box" Bartelstein in a.........

Slim Jim Sullivan: In a what Box? What kind of match is this gonna be? Hardcore? Ladder Match? Hell In A Cell? You know there's a rumor going around that it could be you, Sledge, Tyrone and Ignition inside the Burning Ring Of Fire. What's your response to that?

Box: My response to that? See, the Burning Ring Of Fire was a great match. A great idea. A true blockbuster as proven by the strong reaction from the fans in the arena, at home, and voicing their opinion online. HOWEVER......

Box: The Burning Ring Of Fire is a sequel. Sequels can be dangerous Box Office territory. I know my brother from another mother Sledge is gonna make this sequel more like the smash hit Rocky 2 instead of some crudfest like Attack Of The Clones. But no, that's just a rumor. There's no truth to Box and Tyrone participating in the Burning Ring Of Fire.

Slim Jim: So then why did the great investigative reporter Slim Jim Sullivan find a DVD copy of your match with Sledge in your locker room last week? Were you studying for a match Box?

Box: Ummm......no. No comment. The folks at the PPV....

(Box turns to look at the camera and points at the camera.)

Box: AND THE PAYING CUSTOMERS ORDERING THE PAY PER VIEW....

(Box turns to look at Slim Jim.)

Box: will just have to see just how Box and Tyrone choose to display the destruction of The Jamaican Monster.

(Scene ends as Box walks away from Slim Jim.)

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JR: Dreadnaught is here in Sydney!

(The camera shows Dreadnaught walking through the backstage area.)

King: Dreadnaught appears to be looking for someone!

JR: I wonder who it is!

(The camera turns and Dreadnaught smirks into the camera as he asks one of the staff a question. The staff member looks and then points down the hall.)

JR: I think we will find out tonight!

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(We see a taxi cab with tinted windows pull up in the parking lot around the back of the Sydney arena as two doors open and Witherspoon dressed in his burnt "Who the hell is Witherspoon anyways" t-shirt along with camo pants and a trench coat and Axe wearing his black leather jacket with a NOFX t-shirt, red tattered plaid shirt and ripped denim jeans with Converse sneakers. He pays the driver while Witherspoon retrieves their duffel bags from the trunk and tosses Axe's to him as the cab drives off. The two then stop and light a cigarette taking some drags before making their way inside the arena as the scene fades out.)

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(Sledge is seen getting out of a cab in the parking area of the arena. He shuts the door and begins walking toward the entrance. A cameraman stops him enroute)

Cameraman: Sledge, do you have anything to say about last week?

(Sledge stops and stares at the cameraman...)

Sledge: Who the heck are you?

Cameraman: I'm trying to show some initiative so that Bruiser will bring me up to a full time interviewer...

Sledge: ahhhhhh, I see... I hope you make it. Anyhow I'm uesing you're talking about the Headhunter incident....

Cameraman: Yes...

Sledge: well I don't know... I'm actually not mad at Headhunter... its what he does... its his job... hell I've been known to take a hit once in a while myself.... I'm more concerned with WHO?

Cameraman: Who? Who?

Sledge: Who hired him.... I'm guessing either The Judge...., someone in Prime Time, Ignition, or.... well that's it....

Cameraman: That's quite the list....

Sledge: It sure is, but I'm not about to rule out anyone.... there's a lot of people I know don't like me, and I know that there's even more that I don't know that don't like me...., you know?

Cameraman: I think so....

Sledge: Here's what I do know... if the man who hired Headhunter has any BLEEPED he'll spill his guts tonight and fess up...... because the longer it takes... well we all know that it means he's that much less of a man..... and he can't be all that much of one if he's hiring someone else to do his dirty work to begiin with......

Cameraman: What about tonight.... you face Tyrone Smith for the hardcore title...

Sledge: Yes.... yes I do.... well, I'll tell you what.... we all know that there is no love lost between myself and Tyrone.... and now that he's got an issue with Bob as well, I'll take all the more pleasure in trying to gut that useless waste of space Jamaican freak..... and take that title from him.....

Cameraman: That's another thing... Bob "Box" Bartelstein has returned... rumor has it that TCW is reforming.... any truth to that rumor?

Sledge: Bob's back.... but I'm having a hell of a ime getting ahold o him... and I'm scared because he does my taxes.... and they were due last week...., but other then that I don't know anything about what he's up to.... I have Cruz fil nine thousand papers to get him re-instated then he goes and defies every edict that Bruiser lays down.... I don't know if the man is crazy or stupid.... he's probably stupid though.....

Cameraman: one more thing....

Sledge: No more things.... I got to check into a locker room before I lose a private one you know... I'm not quite onto the reserved list for rooms yet...

(Sledge shoulder his bag back up and walks into the arena leaving the cameraman behind....)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 250 pounds...

Bob "Box" Bartlestein

(The Bruisertron blanks out to be replaced by a green screen that reads, “The Following Match Has Not Been Screened For Content, View At Your Own Risk.”)

(“Hellraiser” by Motorhead thunders loudly over the arena speakers as the Bruisertron switches over to a scene of the City Of Chicago. After a few moments, Bob “Box” Bartelstein emerges from behind the curtain and steps out onto the ramp. Box is dressed in a dark polo shirt, blue jeans, and Sketcher boots. He is carrying a black aluminum baseball bat via a holster on his back.)


PA: I’m living on an endless road

Around the world for rock and roll

Sometimes it feels so tough

But I still ain’t had enough

(Box walks over to each side of the ramp firing up the crowd.)

Crowd: TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!!

(Box continues his walk down the ramp as his anthem blisters the eardrums of those in attendance.)

PA: I keep saying that it’s getting too much

But I know I’m a liar

Feeling all right in the noise and the light

But that’s what lights my fire

(Box steps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckle to face the camera-side of the crowd. He raises his bat out of its holster to acknowledge the fans.)

Crowd: TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!!

PA: Hellraiser, in the thunder and heat

Hellraiser, rock you back in your seat

Hellraiser, and I’ll make it come true

Hellraiser, I’ll put a spell on you

(Box enters the ring between the second and top ropes and waits for the match to begin.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by The Embalmer...
Hailing from Pittsburgh, PA...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

"The Franchise" Shame Douglas

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell
Box hits a knife edge on Shame Douglas.
Box goes for a running powerslam, but Shame Douglas blocks it.
Shame Douglas catches Box in a full nelson.
Box is struggling to reach the ropes.
Box reaches the ropes after 16 seconds.
Shame Douglas whips Box into the ropes.
Shame Douglas goes for a sleeperhold, but Box blocks it.
Box nails Shame Douglas with a German suplex.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Box hits Shame Douglas with a knife edge.
Box goes for a German suplex, but Shame Douglas counters it with an elbowsmash.
Shame Douglas hits Box with an atomic drop.
Shame Douglas locks Box in a sleeperhold.
Box is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Box reaches the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Shame Douglas runs into the ropes.
Shame Douglas misses with a shoulderblock.
Box hits Shame Douglas with a big boot to the face.
Box nails Shame Douglas with a fallaway slam.
Box hits a fallaway slam on Shame Douglas.
Box executes a German suplex on Shame Douglas.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Box takes Shame Douglas down with a fallaway slam.
Box is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.

KING: What happened to the TCW's? HA HA!

JR: Well, if TNM ever comes up with a "Special Chant" option, maybe it'll be there!

Box is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Box uses throat punch on Shame Douglas.
The crowd is absolutely silent.

JR: Bartelstein has been on fire!!!
King: Yeah, the Boxman must really be trying to send a message to Tyrone.

JR: Box sends Shame Douglas into the corner.
Shame bounces out of the corner only to get planted by a running boot to the face.

King: Dang! Box almost took Shame's head off with that boot.

JR: BOX IS CLIMBING THE TOP ROPE!!!! BOX IS CLIMBING THE TOP ROPE!!!!
King: Oh lookout Shame!!!! Oh no, AAAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!
JR: What was that for King?
King: Don't drink the water in Australia. I'll leave it at that.
JR: So do you know where you'll be when your diarrhea comes back King?
King: Shut up Finnegan.

Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!

JR: Box is standing on the top rope acknowledging the crowd.
Box jumps off the top rope and lands a Box Drop onto Shame Douglas.
Box goes for the pin....

Ref: 1.....
2.....
3.....

Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!

JR: BOX WON!!! BOX WON!!!
King: Sure JR, but Shame Douglas is no Tyrone Smith.
JR: Uh oh, what's Bartelstein up to now.

(Box is motioning for a microphone.)

Box: TYRONE!!!! CAN YOU HEAR ME BACK THERE OR IS THE GANJA SMOKE BLOCKING YOUR EARS!!! I JUST CLEARED US SOME RING TIME SO BRING YOUR NUMB BLEEPS OUT HERE!!!

(A long pause ensues...)

Box: WHAT'S A MATTER TYRONE? GET LOST IN THE OUTBACK?

JR: TYRONE AND BOX ARE GOING TO GO TO WAR RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW!!!!
King: YEAH, RATINGS!!!!

(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. The lights go out completely save for the bright spot light shining under the stage up towards the roof. There is fog completely covering 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. A figure appears in the midst of the fog and bright spot light.)

PA: SIMON SAYS…

(The figure walks out from the fog to reveal that it’s Tyrone. He walks down slowly and confidently down to the ring. He enters the ring and faces Box, nose to nose. The crowd is riled up and the cheers are mixed between Box and Tyrone fans.)

JR: Look at Box and Tyrone, they could snap any minute. OH MY GOD!!!

JR: Tyrone Smith rocks Box back with a hard combination to the face.
Box leans back off the ropes and hits Tyrone with a running punch to the throat.
Tyrone lifts Box up in the air and slams him down on the mat, Tyrone lands on top of Box.
The two wrestlers roll around the ring pounding each other as BMWF security makes their way down to the ring.

King: I HOPE THEY BROUGHT TASERS!!! WAHOO!!!! TASERS!!!!
JR: Tasers just never work out in wrestling King. Its really hard to get the audio right. Remember that one guy like fifteen years ago, The Mountie?
King: The Who?
JR: No, the Mountie, not The Who.
King: Yeah, that Canadian from another promotion. We can't discuss that Finnegan. You should know better. I'm ashamed to even know you sometimes.

JR: BACK TO THE ALL OUT BRAWL IN THE ARENA!!!

JR: The BMWF Security Officials separate Box and Tyrone.
Box mule kicks one security officer in the groin dropping him down hard.
Tyrone reverse headbutts the officer restraining him and now the two psychotics are free.

King: Whoops, looks like the inmates escaped the Asylum.
JR: KING!!! THAT'S A SCRIPT FOR ANOTHER MATCH!!!
King: STUPID INTERNS!!! CURSES!!!!

JR: Box and Tyrone clear the arena of BMWF security and continue to pummel each other.

JR: STONE COLD BRUISER, NOW THE BWMF SECURITY FORCE!!! HOW ARE BOX AND TYRONE EVER GONNA MAKE IT TO TOKYO TERROR!!?? WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK ONCE WE'VE RESTORED ORDER HERE IN AUSTRALIA!!!

(Scene fades as Box and Tyrone brawl in the ring, both bloodied.)

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 (Tai Hashi is backstage in the BMWF Interview area, however there is no interviewer present. Tai Hashi stares into the camera and he's given the signal to start speaking.)

Tai Hashi: "Looks like Mafioso got his wish, he wanted to face me so-bad and I wonder why? Is it because he's depressed with life and he wants to commit suicide by having me kick his latino @$$? Who knows, but tonight the playing games stops! The Urban Legends had better keep their noses out of this business because it's just me and Mafioso!  I know the game he is playing, he loses the Light-Heavyweight Championship to Kolic and then Mafioso jumps onto mine and Kolic's little feud to try and win the belt back, well step back and go to the back of the queue because it's my turn to run this Light-Heavyweight division!  It's my turn to take out all of the Light-Heavyweights that step in front of me, it's time to put gold around my waist and Mafioso is trying to stop that. So I've got to take him out of the picture and that's what I will do tonight."

(Tai takes a deep breath.)

Tai Hashi: "Then we got Kolic, that guy talks trash to me and so I met him in the ring last week on Bedlam. I offered him a challenge for this months PPV, Tokyo Terror, live in my birthtown of Tokyo, Japan.  The Light-Heavyweight gold is on the line in a stipulation of Kolic's choosing, I asked him and he didn't give me an answer, he said he'll give it to me this week.  I brought my trusty guitar out and WHAM! I smacked smart-@$$ over the head and knocked out a few brain-cells."

(Tai laughs for a few seconds and then looks directly into the camera.)

Tai Hashi: "Mafioso, Kolic, both of you had better watch out, there's a rock star about! DIG THAT!"

(Tai walks out of view as we fade into the next scene.)

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(Aquatic is standing by backstage with Michael Bole.)

Bole: Aquatic, you have a match against Jacklyn J coming up next. Now, Jacklyn attacked you last week as revenge for what the Eco-System did to Asylum. What thoughts are going through your head?

Aquatic: Mikey, I'm all for woman's matches that mean something. But Jacklyn is a vengeful little girl. I'mn not responsible for the Eco-System's actions; they're big boys. Anyway, Bole, I have a history lesson for you.

Bole: For me?

Aquatic: Yes. Did I win my first Pay Per View wrestling match?

Bole: Yes you did.

Aquatic: Against who?

Bole: Jacklyn J...

Aquatic: And how long had I been wrestling then?

Bole: Three weeks....

Aquatic: Thank you.

(Aquatic simply walks off on michael Bole.)

FADE

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(The Bruisertron lights up and shows a black limosuine pulling into the
arena parking garage. The driver gets out and opens the back door and Asylum
steps out followed by Jacklyn J..)

JR: Asylum and Jacklyn J. are here tonight and ready for action.

King: JAcklyn's ready for action, YAAAHAHAHA!

(The two walk out of view and the camera fades.)

(The scene cuts to the inside of the Urban Legends’ locker room. Black and Jones are in the background talking strategy for tonight’s match, Chuck Tunny is getting some management tips from Carlos in the far corner, and Scrappy Joe is sitting across from Mafioso in the foreground.)

Tunny: Hey, Mafi. Ya got a copy ‘a tonight’s card? I slept the whole way here on the plane, an’ didn’t even get to take a look at it.

Mafioso: I’ve got it right here.

(Mafioso brings out a folded piece of paper from his pants pocket and hands it over to Tunny.)

Mafioso: You didn’t know that you’re facing Vern tonight for the TV Title?

(Tunny unfolds the paper and glances at it.)

Tunny: No *bleep*? Another title match, huh? Just think – I could be walkin’ outta this arena tonight with a belt ‘round my waist!

Mafioso: You know we’ll be rooting for you, vato. Jones especially!

Tunny: Yeah. Jones. I think I’ll give Vern a special kick in the @$$ jus’ for the way he treated Jones! I…

(Tunny has been scanning the card, and then stops short midway through, a look of surprise on his face.)

Tunny: What?! I can’t believe they’re facin’ each other tonight! That was supposed to be OUR match!!!

Mafioso: Huh?

Tunny: (Looking up at Mafioso) OUR match, Mafi! We woulda crushed Iggy an’ his partner! He disrespected me, man! I demand revenge!

Mafioso: Don’t worry, vato. I’ve already got that taken care of.

(Tunny halts his tantrum and looks interested.)

Tunny: Whadya mean?

Mafioso: You think you’re the only one that wants the triple threat match you challenged them to? Uh uh. I want it too. And Carlos and me have come up with a way to get that match!

Tunny: Tonight?

Mafioso: Not tonight, Tunny. On another night…another country…another city…TOKYO!!!

(Tunny leans in with electricity in his eyes.)

Tunny: Go on!

(Mafioso and Tunny huddle together and talk inaudibly as the scene fades.)

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(The Bruisertron comes toa glow and shows Jacklyn J. backstage in her locker
room. Joey Styles walks in with a microphone. Jacklyn J. looks up at Joey.
Jacklyn J. stands up.)

Jacklyn J.: Hey Joey what do you need?

Joey: I was hoping you'd give me an interview.

Jacklyn J.: Well we've never really seen eye to eye but I have somehting i
need to say.

Joey: Tonight you face a former women's champion Aquatic. Last monday you
beat Sarah Lyn another Former women's champion you yourself have never won
the women's title. But now you are beating former women's champions do you
think you will be in line soon to go after the women's title?

Jacklyn J.: I've waited long enough It's my turn now for a shot with that
belt I haven't done everything I could before now. But I'm tired of being
over looked for the title. I'm going to make a statemnt tonight when I beat
Aquatic in a singles match.

Joey: Do you have any plans for Tokyo Terror.

Jacklyn J.: I'm going to beat each and everyone of the women in the divsion
until I get my shot for the Tilte in a singles match So I'm challenging
Athena Hashi for a match at Tokyo Terror. I'll be waiting for he response
right now i have to go tkae care of a more pertinent problem, Aquatic.

(Jacklyn J. walks out of the locker room and the scene cuts out.)


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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Seymour...
Weighing in at 131 pounds...

Aquatic

PA: PREPARE TO FEEL MY PAIN!

("Going Under" by Evanescence plays over the PA system as Aquatic comes out to a mixed reaction. Her hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and she holds her clipboard. She walks down to the ring, slides the clipboard into the ring, and hops up to the apron. She walks in between the ropes and picks up her clipboard and a microphone.)

Aquatic: SYDNEY, AUSTRAILIA! (Pop) YOU ARE NOW RIDING WITH THE AQUA-GIRL!!!! YA GOTTA LOVE IT! (Another pop) Wow…steal 50 Cent song lyrics, relay them anywhere in the world, and you've got cheers. Good to know. So how are you people feeling? You excited for your first ever LIVE BMWF show? Well, I sure hope you would be! And let me give you some advice: when I hit all my high-flying moves and beat Jacklyn J one-two-three, don't be sad that the best match of the night will be over. You still have Hollywood Inc., The Darkening, and The Hit Squad to look forward to.

(Aquatic begins to laugh loudly.)

Aquatic: Oh ho ho. Oh ho ho. Oh that was a knee slapper. A rib tickler at that. Oh ho ho. Well….just take whatever drugs you guys have here in Australia, and the rest of the matches will be like a beautiful geyser of colors to you. Oh yeah, and since I'm not feeling very vindictive tonight despite my being stuck with Judge as a client, could you guys recite my catchphrase for me? It starts with Prepare…

Crowd: PREPARE TO FEEL MY PAIN!

Aquatic: Good one! I would have had to walk American fans through that step by step!

(Aquatic throws the mike to the side and begins stretching out.)

LILLY: Her opponent...
Hailing from Trier, Germany...
Weighing in at 143 pounds...

Jacklyne J.

(The lights in the arena flicker to a crimson red.)

PA: All things Run Red, So will you!

(Points of Authority by Linkin Park hits the PA system. Jacklyn J. comes out
from behind the curtain and runs down the ramp. Jacklyn rolls in the ring
and jumps onto the turnbuckle. JAcklyn taunts to the crowd and does a
backflip off the turnbuckle.)


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell
Aquatic hits an eye poke on Jacklyne J..
Aquatic goes for spinning heel kick, but Jacklyne J. side-steps and Aquatic
only hits air.
Jacklyne J. covers Aquatic.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Jacklyne J. does a backflip.
A small "Jacklyne J." chant is being started.
Jacklyne J. goes for a snap suplex, but Aquatic counters it with
a vertical suplex.
Aquatic chops Jacklyne J..
Aquatic is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Aquatic punches Jacklyne J..
A fan at ringside badmouths Aquatic.
Aquatic punches Jacklyne J..
Aquatic goes for spinning heel kick, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. goes for a pumphandle suplex, but Aquatic
turns in mid-air and lands on her.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Aquatic executes a snap mare on Jacklyne J..
Aquatic goes for a snap mare, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. goes for a snap suplex, but Aquatic blocks it.
Aquatic goes for a snap suplex, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. hits Aquatic with a huricanrana.
The crowd is starting to get behind Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. hits Aquatic with a missile dropkick.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
Jacklyne J. executes a dropkick on Aquatic.
Jacklyne J. whips Aquatic into the ropes.
Aquatic misses with a clothesline.
Jacklyne J. hits Aquatic with a dropkick.
The crowd is starting to get behind Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. whips Aquatic into the ropes.
Aquatic uses an Asai moonsault on Jacklyne J..
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
Aquatic stops and looks into the skylights, laughing and twitching.
A fan at ringside badmouths Aquatic.
Aquatic executes the Ice Breaker on Jacklyne J..
Aquatic is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Aquatic goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
A fan at ringside badmouths Aquatic.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Aquatic!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(The Bruisertron lights up as we see WItherspoon and Axe aka The Darkening in their locker room as the Sydney crowd roars with boos and begin the chants.)

ONE SIDE OF CROWD: SPOON SUCKS! SPOON SUCKS!

OTHER SIDE: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

JR: Well it seems even down under these two aren't appreciated King.

King: This is great! HA HA!

(Witherspoon is sitting with a lit cigarette playing nintendo as the camera pans over to Axe taping his hands with a cigarette hanging from his mouth in preparation for their debut tag match against the tag team Champions Team Beautiful. There is a knock at the door as Witherspoon turns his head.)

Witherspoon: Kinda busy right now…

Bole: Hey there Witherspoon I was wondering if I could get a interview with you if possible I don't know where your partner Axe is I've been looking everywhere.

(Witherspoon turns to Axe who just shrugs his shoulders to say whatever. Sighing Spoon gets up from his seat and opens the door a crack seeing Bole and the cameraman behind him.)

Bole: Is it possible if we can come in?

Witherspoon: Whatever, you would just find us somewhere else.

(Witherspoon walks back over to his seat returning to his game for a brief moment as Bole spots Axe still sitting where we saw him continuing to tape his hands.)

Bole: Axe! There you are I should have known that you'd probably be in here with Witherspoon as you two are debuting tonight is it possible to get an interview with both of you?

(Axe looks up briefly ashing out his cigarette blowing the smoke from his mouth and speaks in his gritty tone...)

Axe: Well your in here aren't you? Go ahead start...

(Bole gives the thumbs up to the cameraman as they begin right away.)

Bole: You two get a non-title shot at BMWF's tag team Champion's Team Beautiful do you think you two can get your first debut win?

Axe: Bole it's not so much about thinking it's knowing now I am not one to be cocky and I am not trying to show a side of it either but last week I have given up on restraining my emotions as I have for too long and tried to defeat Judge but came up short. However with this man (Points to Witherspoon who is still playing his game) on my side and The Darkening forming we are going to show that our losing streaks come to an end and we leave an impression on Team Beautiful. I don't care what it takes to win out there tonight I'll do anything because we are focused on receiving our shot at the tag team gold at Tokyo Terror. The first step is Team Beautiful and I am feeling pretty damn assure of myself for the first time that we can get a win and make a name for ourselves.

Bole: Thank you Axe. Witherspoon how about you?

(Witherspoon pauses his game and looks up taking a few drags from his cigarette before speaking.)

Witherspoon: Team Beautiful have no talent what so ever. It’ll be an easy win.

Bole: About Tokyo Terror there are some other tag teams who feel they deserve their shot at Team Beautiful what do you plan to do?

Axe: Like I've said it is up to the management but if we're able to get a win I feel we should be slotted in that ladder match for Tokyo Terror just like the others who seem to think they deserve it as much as we do. Or perhaps it will be settled in a number-one contenders match but I am not the boss Bruiser is so it is his call. All I know is that we're focused, dangerous, reckless and hell bent on getting those titles around our waists.

Witherspoon: Like he said, it’s up to the boss man.

Bole: Well thank you very much gentleman for your time and good luck for your match tonight.

(Bole then leaves the locker room as the Bruisertron blinks out and the scene changes to the announce table where JR and King are sitting.)

JR: These two men look focused tonight on winning against Team Beautiful and getting their shot King.

King: Well I put a hundred dollar bet that those two idiots will lose! HA HA!

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(El Cruz Blanco is sitting in Jerry "The Sledge" Girbowski's locker room watching "That 70's Show".)

Cruz: Oh mahn....that Phez...if people only knew he was really from....

(A loud knock on the door interrupts Cruz. He stands up to open the door.....)

Cruz: ROBERTO!!! COMO ESTAS MI AMIGO?

Box: Esta muy bien compadre. Nuf with the Spanish, my Mexican Man, I've heard some things, how've you been?

Cruz: I've been fine.....

Box: but Cruz....

Cruz: I say I'm fine... the Brotherhood being back is a pain though... can you beleive some people can never get over da past.....

Box: Yeah, I heard. Apparently certain people are content with watching syndicated flop their whole lives.

Cruz: So you an' Tyrone are finally gonna have it out?

Box: You bet your burrito Raul. Which leads me to something. Where's Sledge?

(Walking out of the locker room with a towel wrapped around his waist is Jerry "The Sledge" Girbowski.)

Sledge: You've got a lot of nerve showing up here....after what you pulled.

Box: Don't pull that Lando speech on me brother.

Cruz: Not again......

Sledge: WHAT'S GOING ON BOBBY!!!!

(Box and Sledge hug as Cruz openly winces in the background since Sledge is half naked and Box is hugging him.)

Box: I got to talk to you about something Jerry.

Sledge: Look, I told you once allready, you can't charter an Australian salt water fishing boat without a fishing license. I'm sorry. You're just gonna have to stop being such a cheap Bohemian for just one day and actually pay for something.

Box: Stop being Bohemian? How dare you? Relax about that, I picked one up and the three of us are set for some fishing here tomorrow. No, I've actually got something important to talk to you about.

Sledge: Yeah, how did my taxes go?

Box: You don't want to know Jerry. See, you didn't have enough deductions. You either need to start making Little Jerry's or you've got to donate more to charity.

Sledge: Donate to charity..... donate to charity.... I only make a stipend....

Box: a stipend?

Cruz: Yeah its like money... but its such a small amount they don't call it money....

(Cruz, Box, and Jerry all stop to laugh.)

Box: OK, I did you a favor though. I found some, how shall we say, creative deductions and you don't owe anymore.

Sledge: DANGIT BOB!!! THAT'S GREAT!!!

Box: Now I did you a favor Jerry, so now I gotta ask you one.

Sledge: Well then, step into my office..... you know we don't discuss anything too important with "Big Brother in the romm.....

(Sledge and Box start to walk into the locker room shower.)

Cruz: I'll be dere as soon as Jerry finishes getting dressed....

Box: come on Raul.... its no big deal.....

Cruz: Jess it is... dat's why I'm waiting for someting to cover it.....

(Scene fades with Cruz shaking his head and going back to watching "That 70's Show".)

Cruz: ahhhh Phez you silly son of a .....

(fade out)

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(The arena lights dim and the Bruisertron lights up with the words ‘Earlier on Today’. The scene opens showing the city of Sydney from the top of Harbour Bridge, baked in the glow of an early morning sun. The camera moves and shows Ezekiel talking to a man with guide printed on his back, who is pointing somewhere in the distance. Ezekiel turns to address the camera)

Ezekiel: The world tour has brought us to Sydney, Australia. Originally used as a detention land, those men and woman found the truth and followed the light to create a prosperous land.

On this coming Bedlam Tobey and myself face Ignition and his mystery partner. We know that Ignition can perform in the ring, but what about his partner, the unknown quantity?

Team Beautiful have increased their efforts in their pursuit to hold their titles. Sneak attacks and alignment with the Brotherhood. In the space of a week they went from being vurneble, to a position of strength.

Tobey and myself have trained for the obstacles lying in our path. This journey is picking up and the light is now shining strongly.

(The camera pans away from Ezekiel and fades showing the Sydney skyline)

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

At a total combined weight of 427 pounds...
The BMWF World Tag Team Champions...
Rey Bucanerro... Tazan Boy... TEAM BEAUTIFUL

("We Will Rock You" by Queen blasts over the PA as Team Beautiful make their ways down to the ring. They have the BMWF World Tag Team titles strapped around their wasits as they walk down the rampway.Some Austrialian cuties try and get their attention as they walk by but Rey and Tazan walk right by therm as they enter the ring.)

Rey: You know essa... Everywhere we go the women always flock to us.

Tazan: They know that we are just the sexiest men that they have ever seen botto.

Rey: But you know... They just do not compare to Latino women. Where are the mommies at? We like those sexy mamcitas not the bottom feeding trash bag ho's we have been seeing all over the world.

Tazan: And Austria is not an execption. I am not sure if they are as ugly as the women in England or Norway.

Rey: They are botto... They are.

Tazan: But we hav this business we have to take care fo right here tonight with the darking.

Rey: Who?

Tazan: Some new guys that are just trying to make names for themselves.

Rey: Man essa... Wake me up after they get through talking...

Tazan: Huh?

Rey: I know they are just going to bore me as they talk about how they are going to do the impossible and beat us right here tonight.

Tazan: They will do that.

Rey: It is the same thing that the Hit Squad does... They got a fluke win and now they think that they are the greatest thing to ever step into the ring.

Tazan: One good night does not make a champion out of yourselves.

Rey: We worked long and hard to be where we are right now!!! Don't try and step on our toes and think that you will not get slapped back. Last week was just a begining of what we can and will do...

Tazan: Jones and Black...

Rey: They will be a memory before they even get started.

JR: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 544 pounds...
Axe...Witherspoon...The Darkening

(The Sydney Arena in Sydney, Australia is bathed in darkness as they hear the laughter of children followed by taunting and teasing when suddenly a huge pyro erupts at the front entrance and Godsmack's "I Stand Alone" blares from the speaker systems. The crowd begins to chant and rain down boos.)

(As the cloud of smoke clears The Darkening are seen standing on the stage. Witherspoon is dressed in his wrestling gear and Axe is wearing a sleeveless Misfits t-shirt with his usual denim shorts and black Doc Martins. The two methodically make their way down the ramp looking focused and determined to win as they both slide into the ring and climb opposite turnbuckles soaking in the boos before jumping down and receiving a mic from the announcer.)

ONE SIDE OF CROWD: SPOON SUCKS! SPOON SUCKS!

OTHER SIDE: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

JR: This crowd really do hate these two men!

King: Who doesn't JR?!

(Axe and Witherspoon stand there and seem to enjoy it taunting the crowd to carry on until they finally settle down and Axe begins to speak.)

Axe: Spoon I can't believe we flew twenty four hours to entertain these idiots! It is really scary how the intelligence of each country we've visited so far on this World Tour is getting lower and lower! But don't feel too bad Sydney because we are DOWN UNDER! So at least you have some type of pathetic excuse!

(Crowd roars with boos.)

Axe: You obviously don't recognize the talent in the ring we are The Darkening! Show us the respect that the soon to be tag champions deserve!

(The capacity crowd reacts by booing even louder.)

Axe: Tonight Spoon and I get to prove ourselves to Team Beautiful that we are worthy of a title shot come Tokyo Terror on April 26th! The losing streaks come to an end...the chants will come to an end when we become the next Tag Champions!

JR: Axe sure is confident of himself which is rather unlike himself.

King: Yeah well reality will kick back in after they lose! HA HA!

Axe: Now Team Beautiful that is a name that will soon have to be altered because at the end of this match people will be calling you Team Hideous! I will stop at nothing to defeat you two morons who think so highly of themselves...it's people like you that make me sick! You better not get too attached to those titles because there going to be coming home to its rightful owners!

(The crowd continues to boo as Axe hands the mic to Witherspoon.)

WItherspoon: Team Beautiful, your time at holding these titles come to an end. When we take your titles in Japan, we will beat you so thourghly you’ll drop from the running. Now about the rest of those people backstage. The Hit Squad, or whatever Black and Truck are calling themselves, haven’t even faced the champs. What makes them think they deserve a shot at the title? Then we have Hollywood Inc. Now, it is well known that me and Tobey don’t like each other to well. But even they are closer at being number one contender.

(Witherspoon shrugs easily.)

Witherspoon: So, all of you should shut the *bleep* up, and wait to see what Bruiser says. The Constant bickering is getting irritating.

(Witherspoon hands the mic back as two go to the corner and discuss strategy before the sound of the bell and wait for their opponents.)
*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell

JR: Looks like Rey Bucanerro and Axe are starting things off in this non-title tag match it will be interesting to see if The Darkening can a debut win especially against the Champs.

King: Don't jinx me JR! I have a hundred dollar bet against them!

JR: Axe levels Rey Bucanerro with an elbowsmash sending him to the mat.

JR: OH MY! What a way to start off the match I think he caught Rey totally off guard there!

Axe is now stomping away at Rey's chest repeatedy showing no signs of stopping anytime soon!

OH! What a dirty trick he just wiped his boot across the face of Rey!

King: Now usually I wouldn't have a problem with that but I am not betting on The Darkening!

JR: Oh stop it King.

Axe picks up Rey by his head and begins to give lefts and rights with closed fists.

JR: The ref having to warn Axe about those fists.

Axe now whipping Rey into the corner and MY! What a shoulder block by Axe!

Axe is now chopping away at Rey's chest with no mercy!

Axe rakes the eyes of Rey and follows up with a vertical suplex.

JR: What a cheap shot! Way to rake a guy's eyes Axe!

Axe is now dragging Rey over to The Darkening corner and Witherspoon is distracting the ref oh look at this!

Axe is choking Rey on the ropes and the ref can't see a damn thing!

King: Turn around ref he's cheating! Wow I don't think I've ever said that before!

Axe manages to stop just in time for the ref to turn around as Axe makes the tag to Witherspoon.

JR: Axe and Witherspoon now whipping Rey to the ropes and OH! Deliver a double clothesline!

Rey Bucanerro executes a flying dropkick on Axe.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.

Axe tags in Witherspoon.
Rey Bucanerro runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon hits Rey Bucanerro with a backdrop.
Witherspoon goes for a bearhug, but Rey Bucanerro counters it with a punch.
Rey Bucanerro takes Witherspoon down with a flying dropkick.
Rey Bucanerro tags out to Tazan Boy.
Tazan Boy and Rey Bucanerro whip Witherspoon into the ropes.
They hit Witherspoon with a double kick to the midsection.
Rey Bucanerro leaves the ring.
Tazan Boy runs into the ropes.
Tazan Boy almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Tazan Boy takes Witherspoon down with a Northern Lights suplex.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Tazan Boy takes Witherspoon down with a faceslam.

JR: Tazan backs Witherspoon up against the ropes.

King: He better learn to respect the Tag Team champions.

JR: A hard chop to the pectorial area of Witherspoon.

King: Look at that mark on his chest!!!! Looks like hamburger meat!!!!

JR: Tazan whips Witherspoon across the ring and connects with a leg lariet.

King: He nearly took Witherspoon's head off with that!!!!

JR: Tazan Boy catches Witherspoon in an armlock leglock submission.
Witherspoon is struggling to reach the ropes.
Witherspoon gets ahold of the ropes after 6 seconds.
Tazan Boy almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Tazan Boy goes for a dropkick, but Witherspoon side-steps and Tazan Boy
only hits air.
Witherspoon cracks his neck and screams "Whoo-a!".
There is no crowd reaction.
Witherspoon executes a headbutt on Tazan Boy.
Witherspoon uses big boot to face on Tazan Boy.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Witherspoon goes for a boot choke, but Tazan Boy blocks it.
Tazan Boy hits Witherspoon with a Northern Lights suplex.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.

Tazan Boy tags out.

JR: Witherspoon and Rey are exchanging blows in the ring.

Witherspoon throws Rey into the ropes

Witherspoon hits a big boot to the face.

Witherspoon is choking Rey with his boot.

Witherspoon pounds on Rey’s chest and stomach with his foot.

Witherspoon has whipped Rey into the ropes

Witherspoon catches Rey in an atomic Drop

King: Fight back Rey!!

JR: Witherspoon has locked in a Boston crab and Rey Is trying to pull himself towards the bottom rope. Rey is reaching for the bottom rope, No! Rey has just tagged in Tazan Boy!

King: Alright! Get him Tazan!

JR: Taxan Boy is raining fists down on Witherspoons skull.

Witherspoon just hit a haymaker into Tazan Boy.

Suplex on Tazan Boy!

Witherspoon has just lifted Tazan Boy to his feet.

Witherspoon headbuts Tazan Boy

Witherspoon hits a haymaker on Tazan Boy

Witherspoon lifts Tazan up in a crucifix.

King: I can’t watch!

JR: Witherspoon has just thrown Tazan boy to the ground so hard I think the whole ring shook!

Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.

The tag out!

JR: Rey and Axe lock up.

King: Looks like Rey and Axe are going to try some scientific wrestling.

JR: Rey is biting the nose of Axe!!!!

King: I think Axe is about to cry!!!!

JR: Rey just slapped Axe in the mouth!!!!

King: He is showing him who is boss in the ring now.

JR: Axe looks mad now as he takes a swing at Rey. Rey ducks it and connects with a back suplex on Axe.

King: Rey!!! Witherspoon is coming back in the ring!!!!

JR: The referee has stopped Witherspoon as Tazan Boy comes back in.

King: Look what they are doing!!!!

JR: Rey has Axe in a modified camel clutch as Tazan Boy just dropkicks Axe in the face!!!

King: Witherspoon is not helping things out at all trying to get to his partner!!!!

JR: Rey and Tazan Boy are stomping the life out of Axe!!!!

King: Hahahaha!!!!!

Tazan Boy and Rey Bucanerro whip Axe into the ropes.
Tazan Boy and Rey Bucanerro try to hit Axe with a double clothesline, but he counters with a duck under move.

Axe makes the tag.

Witherspoon executes a headbutt on Tazan Boy.
Witherspoon uses big boot to face on Tazan Boy.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Witherspoon goes for a boot choke, but Tazan Boy blocks it.
Tazan Boy hits Witherspoon with a Northern Lights suplex.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.

(Witherspoon makes the tag to Axe as the two both hit the ropes and hit Tazan Boy with a double shoulderblock.)

JR: Good team work from The Darkening as Axe is now the legal man!

Axe gets Tazan Boy to his feet and OH! Gives a hard kick to the stomach looks like he's got him hooked for a powerbomb!

King: Unfortunately it doesn't look like he's finished either JR! AHHH!

JR: OH GAWD! A second powerbomb in a row!

Axe now going for the cover but he's using ropes for leverage!

1.............2...........The ref managed to see this and is warning Axe!

(Axe picks up Tazan Boy throws him to the ropes as he returns he delivers a power slam and follows up with an armbar. )

JR: Axe is now trying to wear Tazan Boy with submission!

King: Don't tap out Tazan Boy!

JR: The ref is having to stop Rey from coming in and now Witherspoon is taking advantage while the ref is distracted!

OH COME ON NOW! He's choking away at Tazan with his boot while Axe has him in that armbar!

King: Turn around ref!

(Witherspoon manages to make it back to the corner before the ref turns around as Axe continues to wrench on the arm. )

JR: Axe looks like he wants to rip it right off!

Tazan Boy is being asked by the ref but he's shaking his head!

He's trying to use his other arm to reach the ropes but its no good!

King: Come on Tazan!

(Axe releases the hold and begins to drop a series of elbows onto the arm followed by elbows before tagging in Witherspoon.)

JR: Axe and Witherspoon both whipping Tazan Boy into the ropes and OH! They just double hiptossed him to the mat!

Witherspoon is blatantly choking Tazan Boy! The ref is telling him to knock it off.

King: Good Job!

JR: Witherspoon does a release German Suplex and throws Tazan Boy right into Rey Buccanaro! They’re both out of the ring! Witherspoon is sliding under the ropes and landing boots on both members of Team Beautiful! The ref has began the count, but Witherspoon is still punding on both men!

King: YEAH! Witherspoon has just Suplexed Rey Buccanaro into the steal steps!

R: Witherspoon has just rolled Tazan Boy back into the ring. Witherspoon is chocking Tazan Boy with his boot while holding onto the ropes!

King: That good for nothing cheater!

JR: Tazan Boy has tagged Rey Buccanaro, and their both in the ring! It looks like they’re about to go for a double team, but Witherspoon Clotheslines both of them! He whips Rey into a turnbuckle and tags Axe in. Axe is tagged in as he takes Rey down with a dropkick. Followed by another as Rey tries to get back up. And then another as Axe then grabs his legs.

JR: Axe is now opening those legs and OH! He just kicked Rey in the groin he is using every dirty low down trick in the book! Axe runs over to where Tazan Boy is standing and levels him with a hard right and kick to the midsection sending him down off the canvas to the ground below.

JR: Axe now tagging in Witherspoon! Axe is climbing up to the turnbuckle and Witherspoon is hoisting Rey for a powerbomb and OH MY! FORSAKEN! FORSAKEN!

King: What's FORSAKEN?!

JR: It's The Darkening's finisher! Witherspoon now rushing over to where Tazan has managed to get back up but he's brought back down with some lefts and rights as they fight to the outside!

King: This doesn't look good!

JR: Axe isn't finished he just kicked Rey in the gut and OH NO!

LONER'S LANDING! He's going for the pin and Tazan is still battling outside with Witherspoon!

Tazan goes to try and break up the pin, but Witherspoon trips him to the ground!

Len Stanley counts: One, two, Tazan Boy enter the ring with a chair and hits Axe with it.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are The Darkening!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene opens in the parking lot. The camera pans around over the cars
and spots a figure heading towards the entrance to the arena. As the camera
zooms in the figure is revealed as Kolic. He walks confidently towards a door at the far side of the lot.)

JR: Here we see Kolic arriving at the arena tonight.

KING: Who is he facing tonight JR?

JR: I believe he is teaming up with Tamer to take on the Hit Squad, William
Black and Levon Jones!

(He reaches the section occupied by the BMWF trucks and moves past the front
of the first few. Suddenly, from seemingly out of nowhere, another figure
jumps out and smashes Kolic across the head with a steel chair.)

KING: Aaaaaaaaah!

JR: Who was that?

(The cameraman sprints over to the scene and focuses in on the face of the
attacker, his head covered with a hood. The attacker continues with his
assault, swinging the chair once more and driving it into the back of Kolic.
The camera moves in a little further and reveals the attacker to be The
Headhunter.)

JR: We should have known!

KING: Yeah, it’s always The Headhunter these days!

JR: He’s certainly getting a lot of clientele.

(The Headhunter drops the chair and raises Kolic up. He whips him into the
front of the truck and the impact of body on metal echoes around the parking
lot. Kolic very slowly and very gingerly stumbles back, straight into the
grip of The Headhunter. He hoists Kolic up in the gorilla press position,
then drops him face first onto the hood of a car. Kolic’s head snaps back
and he slumps to the floor. The Headhunter walks over and turns Kolic onto
his back using his boot. Blood runs from the nose of Kolic, caused by the
impact into the hood of the car.)

KING: Ew! Kolic is a mess!

(The Headhunter kneels down at the side of Kolic.)

HEADHUNTER: Hey pal! When you come to your senses, don’t come chasing after
me wanting revenge. No, this wasn’t personal. So when the room stops
spinning and blood stops running from your nose, you need to ask yourself
one question and one question only: who hired hell to destroy me?!

(The Headhunter stands and quickly walks away.)

FADE

JR: Ladies and gentlemen coming up next is Mars versus. AJ Stiles.

KING: zzzzzzzzzzz

JR: King wake up!

PA: LIGHS OUT / GUERILLA RADIO / TURN THAT *bleep* UP!

 (King jumps and wakes up as "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine blasts through the PA systems splitting the ear-drums of the everyone about ten metres away from a speaker. "The Rock Star" Tai Hashi walks out from the curtains to a big cheer from the Australian fans. Tai slaps the fans hands and then rolls into the ring. He grabs a microphone.)

Tai Hashi: "SYDNEY AUSTRALIA!"

Tai Hashi and the fans: "YOU ROCK!"

Tai Hashi: "The third country on the BMWF World Tour and it's down under, this place is wild dude.  I walked into my hotel room and the place is like a jungle, I had about five spiders the size of my hand crawling up the wall, there were two scorpions in my bed and a bleeping snake under my couch, but that's cool, cos' you guys are awesome just to live with that stuff. I had to change my pants after about an hour just watching another snake crawl past my legs in the town.  I'm not here for the animals though, I'm here for business and that's what I'm going to get down to!"

(The crowd calm down to listen to what Tai has to say.)

Tai Hashi: "Firstly I would like to address the current BMWF Light-Heavyweight Champion, the so-called 'Smartest Man In The World', Kolic!

(Boo's all around the arena for Kolic.)

Tai Hashi: "Kolic, the mentioning of your name brings a negative reaction to the whole world, wherever I mention your name there's a deafening eruption of boo's. When we were in America there were people who looked at you in disgust, when we were in the United Kingdom many people burnt a picture of your ugly mug, when we were in Germany they hated your guts and even here in Australia, even the scorpions or the snakes don't want to go near you!  I call you smartie-pants but on Tokyo Terror you'll be *bleep*-y pants!  That Light-Heavyweight Championship that you put around your waist currently has your name on it, you'd better kiss it goodbye and sleep with it by your head in the nights because that's the last you're gonna see of it before it is wrapped around MY waist with MY name on it!"

(The crowd cheer loudly in favour of Tai winning the Light-Heavyweight Championship.)

Tai Hashi: "Next we got Mafioso,"

(A mixed reaction to the Urban Legend.)

Tai Hashi: "Mafioso, I see the game you're playing and I said it earlier in the night. You lose your title so you try and get into mine and Kolic's game just to win it straight back, step back in line because it's my turn mate!  Tonight though, me and you will step into the ring for the ten thousandth time in our careers but you've got to take notice that right now I'm at a hot-spot in my career, I'm better than ever and there's nothng that could make me slip down that ladder. So Mafioso, I'll be in the ring, be there too.

(Tai rolls out of the ring as his music blares.)

>>>

(Ignition is seen sitting alone in the Brotherhood locker room. He is
looking at something in Z’s locker. As Michael Bole walks in the room
Ignition turns around with Z’s brass knuckles in his hands. Ignition smirks
at Bole and Bole steps back cautiously.)

Ignition: Oh chill out Boley, I am not going to hit ya with these things. I
am just in awe at them.

Bole: What?! Do you know how many people have been laid out at the hands out
Master Z with the help of those very brass knuckles?

Ignition: Exactly! These brass knuckles are legendary, historic, and I am in
awe of them. Just think about all the greats who have fallen at the hands
out Master Z with these dreaded brass knuckles on his side. It’s so, how do
you say, inspiring!

Bole: They should be destroyed!

Ignition: You don’t know what you are talking about.

(Ignition stares at the brass knuckles for a few moments then puts them back
into Z’s locker. Ignition turns back to Bole)

Ignition: Now, what do you want?  An interview perhaps?

Bole: Well, umm, yes Ignition. If you wouldn’t mi-

(Ignition swipes the microphone from Michael Bole.)

Ignition: OF COURSE I MIND! Face facts Bole, you don’t have the talent to do
a charismatic interview.

Bole: I don’t, uhhh, I am tired of you, uhh, interrupting me lately.

(Ignition turns sympathetic.)

Ignition: Awww, I am sorry Bole.

(Bole perks up a little bit)

Bole: It’s ok I ju-

(Ignition interrupts Bole again.)

Ignition: I am sorry I didn’t start doing it earlier in my career!! NOW GET
OUTTA MY LOCKER ROOM!

(Ignition snickers as Bole slumps and starts to walk out.)

Ignition: I am just messin with ya Bole, get back here.

(Bole shakes his head in disgust as he slowly turns around noticeable
frustrated.)

Ignition: You know Bole, you couldn’t pay me enough to do your job. I mean
people treat you like you are worthless. Like you could die tomorrow and
they could care less. I donno, it might be just me, but I wouldn’t enjoy
your job.

(Bole droops his head down as Ignition laughs at him.)

Ignition: …but what do I know? Anyways, I guess I got time for an interview.
So, let’s start this off. First question I want asked is how bad I am going
to make Tobey look tonight.

(Ignition puts the mic up to Bole’s face and Bole starts to ask it, but
Ignition pulls the mic away from Bole’s mouth.)

Ignition: Don’t mess it up!

(Ignition puts the mic back in Bole’s face, poking him in the nose ever
couple of seconds.)

Bole: Well, how bad are you goi-

(Ignition pokes Bole in the forehead with the mic, and Bole tries to
Ignition it as Ignition is laughing.)

Bole: are you going to make Tobey look tonight?

(Ignition tries to calm himself down.)

Ignition: I am sorry Bole, you gotta give me a second here.

(Ignition steps back and stops himself from laughing.)

Ignition: Alright, now that I got that under control. Tobey, Tobey, Tobey,
the kid that thinks he can take on the Evil Empire by himself! A lot of
words have been exchanged over the past few weeks by Tobey and I, and of
course, The BEST Young Gun got the upper hand. Tobey claims that Ignition is
JUST a chump rookie, a cheap chump rookie at that. Well, besides the fact
that Tobey doesn’t know what he is talking about, let’s just assume that he
did. Let’s assume that I am a cheap chump rookie, which couldn’t be further
from the truth, but lets just say I am. What would that make you Tobey? Do
you know Bole?

(Ignition puts the mic in boles face, and Bole flinches.)

Ignition: I am not gonna hit ya Bole, just answer!

Bole: No, Ignition, I don’t know…

Ignition: Well Tobey, that would make you the next man to fall at the hands
of this cheap chump rookie, and the next man to get humiliated by this “so
called” cheap chump rookie! Hey Bole, do you agree with Tobey? Do you think
Ignition is just some cheap chump rookie? Or do you know, and realize that
Ignition is the BEST Young Gun in the BMWF?

(Ignition puts the mic in Bole’s face and pokes him in the cheek several
times. Bole gets an angered look and forces the following words slowly out
of his mouth.)

Bole: The. . .Best. . .Young. . .

(Ignition pokes Bole in the chin and pulls the mic away)

Ignition: GUN! That’s right Tobey, you have proved to the entire fed that
you are full of yourself, and more importantly full of crap! You claim to be
an intelligent person that uses your mind when you go into battle. You claim
all these things, but you follow it up by doing things so stupid even White
Lighting wouldn’t be making the same mistakes. . .

(Ignition thinks for a second.)

Ignition: Nevermind, White Lightning is stupider than you are, but anyways.
You do stupid things like lipping off to people who could make you look more
foolish than you really are! Scotty and Z are two people an idiot like you
should steer clear of, but what do you do? You insult them, and you insulted
me. So until you actually USE your mind, don’t sit back and pretend to be
the master mind you claim to be.  Now, I am done wasting my breathe on your
useless BLEEP. Bole, guess what. . .

Bole: What?

Ignition: It’s time for another question. . .

(Bole reaches for the mic prepared to ask another question, but Ignition
pulls it away.)

Ignition: Haven’t you learned anything yet Bole? I am the one running this
interview! You are just here because it’s your job. So, next question for me
is. . . How much pain and agony do I want to put Sledge through, and why do
I want to do it?

(Ignition puts the mic in Bole’s face without poking him this time.)

Bole: How mu-

Ignition: We already heard the question, now let’s go straight to the man
with the answer. And Bole, we are done with you now, so adios!

(Bole stands there with a look of bewilderment.)

Ignition: I said leave!!

(Bole shakes his head and walks out of the room as the camera comes back to
Ignition he is standing with a smirk)

Ignition: Sledge, here’s how I see things. As far as I am concerned, you are
nothing but a low, rotten, good for nothing double-crosser! Come Tokyo
Terror Sledge, you will be the one to feel the burn, because I have felt the
burn ever since you turned on me! Who do you think you are Sledge? You
treated me like I was a little kid, and you expect me to respect that? You
walk around like you own this place, when clearly, the Brotherhood is in
charge! I will admit though, I didn’t mind you treating me with such a rude
attitude, because I knew, deep down, that one day, I would get the better of
you! That day Sledge, is April twenty-sixth, that day is BMWF TOKYO TERROR!
Your worst fears are about to come true when I unleash all my powers and
abilities on you during the match Sledge. Don’t, for one solitary second
think I won’t burn your life, because I am more sadistic than you think! I
am going to do ANYTHING to get my revenge on you Sledge, so be ready for
just that, anything.

(Ignition paces around the locker room. Then stops as he looks at the
brotherhood logo painted on the wall.)

Ignition: That’s what I am all about now Sledge. My boys in this hood have
done more for me in two weeks than you have done for me the whole time I
have been in this federation. The hood has my back, and I have the hoods
back, and that Sledge, that is called trust. You see, I never trusted you,
you always seemed a little shady to me. With you Chicago ways, or whatever,
there was always something about you I couldn’t quite put the ole finger on.
I found out what it was when you turned your back on me though, you are
weren’t a friend, you were just trying to use me to get to the top! I mean,
who wouldn’t want the Best Young Gun on their side, and you knew what I
could do for you. You didn’t like me, but you knew I could get you that
World title of yours one day.

(Ignition looks at Scotty’s locker and see’s the US title. Ignition walks
over and grabs it.)

Ignition: Hell, I bet you were irate when I snagged this little beauty from
you. You didn’t want me to succeed Sledge, because you knew that I would
realize my potential! Well Sledge, I now know what I can do, I now know that
I am going to be the biggest thing this fed has to offer in the future, but
you know what Sledge, I realized all these things, with NO THANKS TO YOU!

(Ignition puts the belt down and looks back at the camera.)

Ignition: The day is coming Sledge, sooner than you think, you will be
burning alive at the hands of Ignition, sooner than you think.

(Ignition smiles at the camera as we FADE to black.)

>>>

JR: I’m getting word that there’s a confrontation backstage. We have cameras
at the scene.

(The scene cuts backstage where Tyrone and Box are battling in the loading
dock)

JR: DEAR LORD! Can we please get security over there?!

(Tyrone catches Box with a right hand that staggers him long enough for
Tyrone to pick up a pipe and go at it on Box’s head. When Tyrone feels he
has beaten Box into a satisfying state of unconsciousness, he drags the TCW
member’s lifeless body down a hall into the loading dock area. When they
reach there, there is an above-ground swimming pool filled to the top with
light bulbs and balloons filled with a liquid)

King: YAAAH! Tyrone has been going a bit over board with his Hardcore
weapons. A dumpster of sharp objects at Bruisermania, and now a swimming
pool full of lightbulbs and waterballoons?!

Tyrone: T’night, lil’ boy box, yer gonna see what it takes to be da King of
Pain: A sick mine... an’ a preferred shoppers card at Home Depot! What we
have hurr is a regulation size above ground pool filled with a mixed bag of
goodies. Lightbulbs and lemon juice balloons; not something you see
everyday. But den again, I ain’t an everyday type of guy!

King: you can say that again.

Tyrone: I ain’t tried dis b’fore... so yer gonna be my test subject...

(Box begins to make a move to get to his feet)

Tyrone: No no no...

(Tyrone stomps on the back of Box’s head repeatedly until Box stops moving
again.)

Tyrone: Can’t have ya runnin’ away, can we? Why don’t we do dis?

(Tyrone grabs a chain from next to the pool and wraps it around Box’s neck.
He then pad locks the chain in place. Tyrone climbs the ladder of the pool
with Box on his shoulder. Tyrone throws Box into the middle of the pool)

*CRASH* *POP* *POP* *POP* *POP* *SHATTER*

JR: OH MY!!!!  Tyrone just threw Boxman into a pool full of lightbulbs and
balloons filled with lemon juice! The lightblubs didn’t just cut Boxman up,
it also popped those balloons, spilling lemon juice  all over Box’s wounds!

(Tyrone is still holding the other end of the chain that is around Box’s
neck and fishes the Boxman out of the pool)

Tyrone: Was dat fun, ya lil (beep)? Well, why don’t we just do it again?!

(Tyrone grabs Box by the throat and tosses him back into the pool

*CRASH* *POP* *POP* *POP* *POP* *SHATTER*

JR: NOT AGAIN!!! Box is covered in blood and lemon juice... his body is cut
up badly!

(Tyrone climbs down from the edge of the pool and begins pulling on the
chain to fish Box out once again. Seconds later, Box’s body appears on the
edge of the swimming pool.)

*SMACK*

JR: Good heavens! The Boxman’s body just hit the ground with a  horrible
thud!

King: I don’t think Tyrone’s done yet JR!

(Tyrone grabs a sack from next to the pool. The camera zooms in to reveal
it’s a large sack of salt)

JR: He wouldn’t.

(Tyrone stands over Box’s bloody, lifeless body, laughing. He then pours the
bag of salt directly onto Boxman’s cuts and wounds. Instinctively, Box
begins to writhe in pain. Tyrone lays in a few more stomps on Box before he
walks away)

Tyrone: Don’t play wit’ me lil’ man…. Yer gonna get yerself GOT!!!

JR: This rivalry has gone way too far!

(fade)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Gainesville, GA...
Weighing in at 220 pounds...

"The Role Model" AJ Stiles

LILLY: His opponent...
From Boston, Massachusetts...
Weighing in at 234 pounds...