The Bruisermania Wrestling Federation--Where Superstars are created and Jabronies are humiliated!

Date : 11/17/03
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Continental Airlines Arena East Rutherford New Jersey

KING: Hey, JR! I found out how the bMWF can afford all the royalties for all of the entrance music.

KING: We buy the bleeped versions. They only cost half as much as the regular!

("Bodyguard" by Obie Trice blasts through the arena as pyro falls from the stage. Explosions rock the stage as the smoke forms mushroom clouds. Dreadnaught emerges from behind the smoke and holds the Gold Belt high in the air. He is dressed in a black bWo "Psychotic 1" basketball jersey and black baggy jeans. He points all across the arena before walking down the aisle.)

JR: Dreadnaught looks to be very confident tonight King!

King: I would be too if I were fighting the Dawg!

(Dreadnaught stands on the outside of the ring before rolling under the bottom rope and into the ring. Dreadnaught calls for a mic.)

Dreadnaught: Listen up New Jersey, cause the Thug has some important things to break down to you today! See, tonight, the man who decided Lowe needed a haircut gets to face the Thug, one on one, for this!

(Dreadnaught pulls the Gold Belt of his waist and holds it in the air.)

Dreadnaught: Finally, you may all have you dreams of seeing the Dawg with a title realized!

(There is laughter heard from the fans.)

King: That is exactly what I have been waiting for!

JR: Will you be serious?

King: I want a champ with rabies'!

(Dreadnaught smirks as the camera comes in tight on his face.)

Dreadnaught: But, as much as you want to see it. It ain't gonna happen! I am too much man for that dude! He may be twice as big as me in the gut, but I got brains he can't touch! He may be bigger, but he certainly don't have the heart to beat me! And even if he did, I am sure all that fried food he shoves down has clogged up his arteries, so he can't hang with me! Dawg, you want to screw with the bWo, well, you got it full tilt tonight! I ain't gonna leave until you know that I am better than you. So make sure when you get out here, you are ready for the thirty seconds it will take to prove that to the World!

JR: Those are strong words from the champ!

Dreadnaught: Now, on to Sebastian Clarke! The One as you may know him. Well, he is The One that has been challenging the Dread-daddy for several weeks now. Let me tell you something Clarke. I come from the streets, and I don't back down from anyone! So you want a match at Survival? Let me think about it…

(Dreadnaught puts his hand to his chin.)

JR: What is there to think about?

Dreadnaught: NO! And I will tell you why! See, come Survival, the bWo is already having a big night against whoever is behind this Black Sun crap, so I don't have time for you and frankly, you ain't worth my time anyway! So why don't you go back to sticking your finger up your (BLEEP) and rotate!

JR: There is no call for that!

Dreadnaught: Maybe in the future you can prove something to me, but the fans don't want to see you against me. And I never let my Dread-knights down! But, you know that I came to bring the pain! And when I leave the Dawg beaten down and broken, that will be TOOOOO SWEEEEEEEEET!

(Dreadnaught holds the Wolf Pac sign high in the air and puts the Gold Belt over his shoulder before walking up the ramp.)

(The scene opens backstage in the Prime Time locker room. Tamer is sitting
on a chair. Tamer looks up at the camera.)

Tamer: One week. In one week I will face off with the Judge and Hardcore
Harry, Triple Threat Hardcore Title Match. Only one of us will walk away
with the belt. Harry I want you to remember the hellacious battle I gave you
when you held the Hardcore title. Do you remember? Me vs. You on Bedlam I
hope you do. Judge I want you to remember that I have pinned you in the
past. I have defeated you One, Two, Three. I'm going to Survival pumped and
ready to go. I'm ready to shine. There is not a doubt in my mind I know I
can win. I know what I have to do. I am preparing myself. I'm planning. I
know what must be done. Union or bWo I don't care. All I know is there are
two men standing between me and the Hardcore title. Two roadblocks, so I
will do what I have to. I will plow through those roadblocks with an
unforgiving force. You have no idea what is coming for you at Survival. I
hope the both of you book rooms for yourselves at the local hospital.

(Tamer grabs his vest and puts it on. Tamer begins to button it up.)

Tamer: I have a match tonight, the last step to Survival. So I have to go
finish getting ready.

(Tamer stands up with his vest fully buttoned.)

Tamer: Judge, Harry, just remember. Be prepared.

FADE

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

Tamer

(The lights dim, the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena.
"Hit the Floor" By Linkin Park begins to blare of the PA system. Red and
Blue lights begin to strope. From each side of the stage a wall of blue fire
shoots up arching towards the middle of the stage. The fire meets at the
middle of the stage in an explosing of smoke. Tamer walks through the smoke.
Tamer heads down the ramp slapping fans hands the whole way down.Tamer
slides in the ring, hops up, pounds on his chest, and points at all the
fans.)

*Ding Ding*

JR: And we are underway here.

King: Isn't Tamer in Prime Time with Rachel Pitt?

JR: What's your point King?

King: Where's Rachel where are the Puppies!!!

JR: Mafioso goes for a right hand Tamer ducks under and slips bhind
Wait! Tamer hooks up Mafiso!
THE WHIP!!!
Tamer just hit the Whip!
Tamer covers
Ref Counts
One...
Two...
Three....

*Ding Ding Ding*

Lilly: Here is your winner Tamer!!!

JR: Could it happen that fast at Survival?

(Tamer is celebrating on a turnbuckle. Mafioso is starting to stir. Tamer
walks over and helpMafioso up. Tamer goes to shake Mafisio's hand. Mafioso
kicks Tamer in the groin.)

JR: This is ridiculous.
Tamer won Fair and Square
Now Mafioso is getting a table after that kick to the groin

(Mafioso slides in the table. Mafioso slides in after it. Mafioso sets up
the table. Mafioso has his back to tamer and is taunitng the fans. Tamer
kips up. Mafioso turns around. Tamer kick's Mafioso in the gut. Tamer sets
Mafioso up for a powerbomb. Tamer hoist Mafioso up and sends him crashing
down through the table. Tamer hops up does a small robot dance and then
heads to the back.)

(Ignition and Hardcore Harry are standing in the back. Harry is looking at a
brochure for Iggy's Pimp Rides.)

Ignition: See that ride right there. . .

(Ignition points to a picture on the brochure)

Ignition: I could see you driving that thing. Rollin on dubs pickin up some
ladies. I think that's your car man.

Hardcore: Ha, your funny man but I don't have 120 thousand that I wanna
spend on that.

Ignition: Ahh man don't worry about the bill, you're my Union partner. Think
of it as a gift Harry. . . you know I got your back. Plus, I don't like what
you are driving right now.

Hardcore: Well thanks man, it's nice to know there are still some pretty
cool guys around here.

Ignition: Like I said, don't worry about it. Just be sure you give Whitey
and Judge hell tonight! I know you and Judge have your history, and have
fought many of times. Just promise me this Harry, make tonight something
special, make tonight a night that the Judge won't soon forget!

Hardcore: Man, you don't even have to worry about that because tonight I am
going to break The Judge down limb by limb until he screams and begs for
mercy and at Survival, if he can even make it there, I will surely send him
straight to Hardcore Hell!

Ignition: That's what I wanna hear from ya buddy. Ever since last month I
have noticed you have stepped your game up! If Scotty were here right now I
know he would be proud of ya, I am! You know what has been on my mind for
the past week?

Harry: What?

Ignition: How that little runt White Lightning could CHEAT in a street race!
Street racing is a sacred thing, and cheating in a race is worse then
killing someone. People were shocked when they seen what I did to White
Lightning, and I don't see why. He deserved it! You wanna know what else
man?

Harry: What?

Ignition: That car wreck I put Whitey through is nothing compared to what I
have in store for him come Survival! So tonight we make them pay Harry!
Tonight me and you give two fifths of the bWo a beating, and not just any
beating. One of the most colossal beatings Bedlam has ever seen. You in?

Harry: Of course man, tonight you and I along with the rest of The Union
will take the Bedlam name to a whole other level. Tonight we put a dent into
the b.W.o. and we scare them for life!

Ignition: That's what I wanna hear from ya Harry. I can depend on you having
my back, and you better believe you can depend on Ignition having yours! You
keep hanging with me and we are going to rake up the rings.

Harry: That's right man, we got each others backs and nothing can stop us,
especially two city slickers like them. Lets go out there and take both of
em straight to the woodshed!

Ignition: Alright man. . .

(Ignition puts his fist out, Harry hits Iggy's fist with his own.)

Ignition: Now Harry, we are getting down to brass tax, how bout you test
drive my car tonight. I drove a crapper so you wouldn't have to worry about
anything.

(Ignition walks Harry to a big red monste truck.)

Harry: Really?

Ignition: Don't worry about it, just get in the driver's seat.

(Ignition gets in the passenger seat, and Harry turns the monster truck on.
Harry drives around the parking lot, then comes to a sudden stop.)

Ignition: See those two cars right there. . .guess who they belong to.

(Harry smiles)

Harry: Judge and White Lightning?

Ignition: How about you show them what you think of them for me!

(Harry guns the monster truck towards The Judge's and White Lightning's
vehicles. The monster truck runs them over, crushing them.)

Harry: Wow!!! Man that was awesome, WHAT A RUSH!!!

Ignition: I know man! I wanted to get ya pumped up before the match. How ya
feeling?

Harry: Damn good son! Lets do it again!!!

(Ignition laughs)

Ignition: Allright, lets do it. . .

(FADE)

(The lights in the arena start flashing as a huge display of pyrotechnics goes off on the stage. As the smoke starts to clear, out from behind the curtains walks The Dawg. He’s still dressed in his street clothes, and he’s carrying a mic.)

The Dawg: Hell-o East Rutherford!

(All the fans holler back, hell-o Dawg!)

The Dawg: I came out here tonight to talk to you about my match with Dreadnaught.

(The fans all start booing!)

The Dawg: Do you mean you don’t like him either?

(The fans start booing louder.)

The Dawg: Would you like to see a new Gold Belt Champion?

(The fans stop booing and start cheering for The Dawg.)

The Dawg: Would you like to see me kick his ugly tail all over the ring?

(The fans start stomping there feet as they cheer for The Dawg)

The Dawg: Would you like to see him beg for mercy?

(The fans start chanting, DAWG, DAWG, DAWG)

The Dawg: You got it baby; tonight I’ll mug The Thug just for you!

(The fans cheer so loud that it makes the whole arena shake. The Dawg
waves his hands over his head as he does a fancy dance step off the stage.)

KING: are you sure that was the fans making the arena shake? I think it was the Dawg walking! He's so fat he caused an earthquake!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From San Francisco, CA...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt

(All the lights in the arena go out, save for a single
spotlight focused on the entranceway. Slowly, more
spotlights illuminate and turn to join the first,
until every available spotlight is focused at the top
of the ramp. Rainbow pyros go off as "The Dope Show"
starts to play as the curtains part. "Mr. Showtime"
Vernon Vanderbilt steps out and blows a kiss to the
crowd, then points to the stars before heading down to
the ring, accompanied my Mr. Beauregarde and Truck.)

LILLY: His opponent...
From Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kolic

PA: WE'RE TAKING OVER THIS TOWN!

("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

KING: See? That song only cost us $4.95!

(Kolic walks to the ring 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

*DING DING*

JR: Vernon whips Kolic into the ropes, and tries a clothesline. Kolic ducks,
rebounds, and hits a flying clothesline! Kolic springs to his feet and waits
for Vernon to stand! OH MY GOD! Savate Kick to the head!!! Kolic goes for
the pin!

King: Kolic just might get a one count!

Ref: 1, 2, kickout!

JR: Kolic picks Vernon up and throws him into the turnbuckle. He climbs the
second rope and signals for a 10 count punch!

Crowd: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7...

JR: Vernon blocks the punch, and throws Kolic off the rope! Vernon goes for
a plancha, but Kolic brings his knees up to block! Kolic gets up and climbs
the turnbuckle. Vernon stands, and Kolic hits a hurracanrana!

King: All that just to throw Vernon to the other side of the ring!

JR: Kolic climbs the turnbuckle again, and hits a frogsplash! He goes for
the pin!

Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Kolic hits Vernon Vanderbilt with an elbow.
Kolic uses a Russian legsweep on Vernon Vanderbilt.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Kolic runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits Kolic with a kick.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits Kolic with a guillotine legdrop.
Vernon Vanderbilt has the crowd going wild.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits a moonsault on Kolic.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.\

JR: Vernon picks up Kolic, but Kolic punches Vernon in the face! Kolic hits
a standing dropkick! Vernon gets back up, and Kolic hits a dropkick again!
And again! Kolic rebounds off the ropes and kicks Vernon in the gut, then
hits a Russian Legsweep!

King: How is it a legsweep? It doesn't sweep the legs!

JR: Well, that's just what they call it.

King: Like they call Kolic a decent wrestler, but he really isn't? HAHA!

JR: Back to the match...Kolic runs into the ropes and hits a legdrop. He's
using the legs as a chokehold!

Ref: 1, 2, 3, 4...

JR: Kolic finally lets go, then kicks Vernon in the head! He's showing
obvious disdain for Vernon!

King: That's nothing new, he hates everyone that isn't him!

JR: Come on, he has an IQ of about 150, how do you think he'll react when he
has to wrestle guys that barely graduated community college? Wait, did I
just make a witty remark?

King: See, you're finally learning!

JR: Anyway, Kolic is frustrated after a near fall! He's starting to take his
anger out on Vernon with repeated fists to the face! The ref tries to pull
Kolic away, but Kolic shoves the ref into the ropes! Kolic stands up and
kicks Vernon in the gut! He drags Vernon to the second rope and signals for
a 619! He rebounds off the ropes and hits it! He climbs the turnbuckle and
hits a plancha! He goes for the pin!

One, two, kickout!

JR: Vernon whips Kolic into the ropes, and goes for the End of the End!
Wait, Kolic sidesteps and hits a legsweep! He picks up Vernon, Irish Whip to
the ropes...BINARY BLASTER! BINARY BLASTER! Kolic goes for the pin!

Ref: 1! 2!

Vernon takes Kolic down with a cartwheel clothesline.
He quickly climbs the top rope and then leaps off,
landing a hard moonsault across Kolic's abdomen.

JR: Vernon Vanderbilt looking very agile tonight!

King: He's as limber as a ballerina! All he needs is
the tutu!

JR: Tutu?

King: Well, I'm sure he's got one in the back
somewhere. Maybe he'll wear it at his next match.

JR: Well why don't you ask him to, King?

King: Are you nuts!?

JR: No, but it sounds like you may be.

Vernon brings Kolic to a standing position, blows a
kiss to the crowd, then whips him to the ropes.
Vernon rebounds off the opposite side.
He scores with the End of the End!
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Vernon Vanderbilt.
Vernon Vanderbilt goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd erupts.

*DING DING*

Kellie: Kurt, later tonight, you and your O.H.I.T. Dozer Philips get your opportunity at winning the BMWF Tag Titles. Any comments?

Kurt: Sure, Dozer and I are going to win the tag titles tonight! It's true! Now, what I really want to talk about is this new broad Crystal. I think this girl is really Tai Hashi in a dress!

Kurt: Yes, I've seen Tai in the locker room earlier wearing a thong and he's got really nice legs!

Kellie: Oh, my! Well, if anyone should know about cross-dressing, it's you, Kurt!

Kurt: Only in bWo skits! But, still, my legs are better looking than Tai's! It's true!

Kurt: Now, if this Christopher isn't Tai, then he's just another dorky newbie trying to gain an immediate push by badmouthing the bWo just like that goofy Wren Arizona chick? You know what always happens to these guys, don't you? Well, I've done scientific research and according to Mr. Spock's calculations, they wind up leaving the BMWF in an average of 3.82773 weeks! Of course, The Dawg is the one exception, but then again, he's just a poor brainless mutt! It's true!

Kurt: YAHHHH! I think he's looking for a date! I'd better get outta here!! Tell Vern that Tai wants to go out with him! EEEEK!

PA: BU…BU…BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to blare through the arena as the entire arena turns black with lightning bolt signs flashing all through the crowd. White Lightning steps out of the curtain with a spotlight on him and a microphone in hand. Over his shoulder is the TV Title. White Lightning is walking with a bad limp and has a few bruises on his face.)

JR: We are about to be joined by White Lightning

King: Wow! Ignition really messed him up!

(White Lightning continues down the ramp and enters the ring.)

White Lightning: As most of you can see my body is not in the best of shape, but, oh don't worry, my mouth is in full force tonight. With that being said, New Jersey, YOU SUCK!!!

(Heavy Boos by the crowd.)

White Lightning: Last week, Ignition tried to end my career running me down with his car after I beat him in a street race. Well, Ignition you probably are proud of yourself and think you did a great job, but oh no, you didn't! Ignition, you didn't finish the job! I'm still here and that means a lot of pain for you. As the Chosen One, I have been officially chosen to finish you. I have made it my obsession to end your career! You made the biggest mistake of your life and believe me when I say this: Payback is a BLEEP!!

(White Lightning cringes in pain for a second and continues.)

White Lightning: Ignition, I know you challenged me to a match at Survival. I do accept and right now I will announce to everyone what type of match we will be fighting in. The match I have decided that I am going to finish you off in is a good ole fashioned Street Fight! Iggy, there will be wrestling going on at all here, just A LOT of me kicking your @$$! You see, anything is legal in this match, and you see the injuries you gave me last week, well your injuries will be a lot more life threatening!

(White Lightning holds up the TV Title)

White Lightning: And yes, in this match, I will put my TV Title on the line. There isn't no way in hell, that the bWo TV Title is ever leaving my waist. Tonight and every night, your life is going to become a living hell and I'm the devil!

(White Lightning is about to leave, but then stops in his tracks and remembers something.)

White Lightning: Ignition……..YOU SUCK!!!

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX plays as White Lightning exits the ring and walks to the back.)

(Ignition is pacing his locker room. He is still wearing his real leather
tank top, and pants.)

Ignition: We'll it's about that time. Hardcore and I are about to walk into
that ring and make a mess out of The Judge and Whitey. I am going to be
curious to see how Whitey looks after coming face-to-face with the
windshield of my TVR. I guess anything will be an improvement. The fans are
going to get a pre-view of Survival right here tonight. You see Whitey, I am
not intimidated by your big friends, or your big mouth. The simple fact is
this. . .you are scared of me! That's right, you are so scared of me that
you had to hide in a hospital for a week! I mean a real man coulda walked
that off!

(Ignition stops walking and looks into the camera)

Ignition: Whitey, in one week, ONE week you and Ignition meet up in a match
for your desirable TV title. Tonight I am going to give you a little taste
of what it is like to wrestle against the best young gin in the BMWF! Next
week when we fight I am going to give you a true taste of the streets. Like
I said, if you thought that getting hit dead on by a car was bad, then HA
you will be in for one heck of a surprise come Survival! People keep
underestimating me, and that's how I beat them. . .don't be caught up like
Tamer and Sledge Whitey. Those two underestimated Ignition, and they got
burned! Tonight and next Monday, not only will you get burned, but you will
get beat!

(Ignition starts pacing the room again.)

Ignition: All this stuff is running around in my head, what next. . . Oh
yes! Judge, don't think you are off the hook from a Ignition beating either.
I am going to treat you just like I am going to treat Whitey. I am going to
hit you as hard as I would hit Whitey! I am going to pin, AND beat you just
like I would Whitey. My man Hardcore and I have a friendship, and if I need
to help him with a pain in the @$$ like you I will. You got people backing
you up, and I got people backing me up, so let's just make this between the
four of us. Enough talking, I will see ya out there!

(Ignition walks briskly out of his locker room.)

(Cameras follow Ignition outside his locker room door. Another camera pans around the corner to see White Lightning standing near the corner with a black steel chair in hand.)

White Lightning: Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to Sneak Attacks 101! As most of you know, Ignition is the prime target tonight and maybe every night. We have double episodes tonight, so let's get started.

(White Lightning sneaks around the corner, inching closer to Ignition, who has his back turned. White Lightning gets within striking distance, when he reels back the chair and *CRACK*, he nails Ignition in the back of the head. White Lightning swings another time as he is falling and nails him again in the back of the head. Ignition is cut open badly in the back of the head.)

White Lightning: You little BLEEP! Don't worry, your night of pain is only just beginning.

(White Lightning nails him two more times to the back, and then lifts the lifeless Ignition to his feet and whips him right through the locker room door. Ignition is motionless, lying on the locker room door when White Lightning walks over to him and whispers something in his ear, before drilling him in the head with another steel chair shot and then White Lightning walks off as the camera fades…..)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Hailing from Tokyo, Japan...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

Ryushi Fujita

("When the Levee Breaks" by Led Zeppelin begins to play and a single light hits a small mirror ball above the wrestler's entrance, splitting the light into thousands of "diamonds" that swirl across the crowd. A good pop from the crowd greets Ryushi Fujita as he walks out onto the stage area and he works the crowd. He slaps hands with the ringside fans as he makes his way down the aisle and slides inside the ring. He bounces off the ropes a couple of times while he waits for the match to begin.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Athena Hashi...
From Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 190 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
"Mr. Persistance" Tai Hashi

(The arena lights turn black, purple fleurescent smoke rises from the stage as 'Numb' blares. Tai Hashi and Athena walk through the smoke to the cheers from the fans. Tai sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, he sits on the ropes waiting for Athena to step through. Tai then bounces against the ropes as the lights come back up. He gives his Light-Heavyweight Championship to the ref and throws his t-shirt into the crowd. The music dies down.)

JR: There's the bell!
Tai Hashi hits Ryushi Fujita with straight kick.
Tai Hashi raises both little fingers like John Cena but turns his wrists so both
fingers are together..
Tai Hashi is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Tai Hashi uses a legdrop on Ryushi Fujita.
Tai Hashi nails Ryushi Fujita with straight kick.
Tai Hashi goes for the Side Kick, but Ryushi Fujita blocks it.
Ryushi Fujita hits Tai Hashi.
Ryushi Fujita punches Tai Hashi.
Tai Hashi punches Ryushi Fujita.
Tai Hashi is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.

(Haishi staggers Fujita with a stiff right hand and quickly follows that up with a short arm clothesline. Fujita is stomped a couple of times before being dragged to his feet and whipped into the ropes, Haishi goes for another clothesline but Fujita counters it by ducking the clothesline and connecting with a reverse neckbreaker.)

JR: Fujita with a great counter to the clothesline! Is this the day that Fujita finally gets over the hump and wins the LH Title?

King: Hopefully, then I won't have to see Haishi with it anymore.

(Haishi gets to his feet first and grabs Fujita and signals for a suplex, but Fujita glides over the top and hits a German Suplex on Haishi. Fujita holds onto Haishi and rolls over hits a second German Suplex, Fujita holds on once again and rolls over and connects with a third suplex which brings the crowd to its feet. Fujita pulls Haishi to the corner and quickly springs off the ropes with a split legged moonsault.)

JR: Fujita with an impressive series of moves finished off by the split legged moonsault.

Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita hits Tai Hashi with a shoulderblock.
Ryushi Fujita catches Tai Hashi in a half Boston crab.
Tai Hashi is struggling to reach the ropes.
Tai Hashi is inching his way towards the ropes.
Tai Hashi reaches the ropes after 15 seconds.
Ryushi Fujita catches Tai Hashi in a half Boston crab.
Tai Hashi reaches the ropes after 5 seconds.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Tai Hashi blocks it.
Tai Hashi chops Ryushi Fujita.
Ryushi Fujita chops Tai Hashi.

Fujita bounces off the ropes and charges Haishi who looks to hit a back elbow but Fujita ducks underneth it and springboards off the ropes and catches Haishi and then delivers a reverse DDT that brings the crowd to life. Fujita climbs outside the ring and poses for the crowd before leaping up and connecting with a springboard frontflip leg drop.

Tai Hashi kicks Ryushi Fujita.
Tai Hashi is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Ryushi Fujita hits Tai Hashi.
Ryushi Fujita goes for an inverted DDT, but Tai Hashi blocks it.
Tai Hashi whips Ryushi Fujita into the turnbuckle.
Tai Hashi runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Ryushi Fujita
moves out of the way.
Ryushi Fujita hits Tai Hashi with an inverted DDT.
Ryushi Fujita uses a brainbuster on Tai Hashi.
The crowd erupts.
Ryushi Fujita uses a head and arm suplex on Tai Hashi.
The crowd is giving Ryushi Fujita a standing ovation.

(Fujita slams Haishi to the mat and after positioning him closer to the corner, he climbs the turnbuckle and pauses as he stands up. He looks out into the crowd and back down to the fallen LH champ. Fujita mumbles something to himself before leaping off and connecting with a shooting star legdrop!)

JR: He hit it! Fujita nailed that move he calls the Rising Sun, can he get the pin?

(Fujita rolls over and hooks the leg as the ref slides into position.)

Rick Patrick counts: One, two, Athena Hashi distracts Rick Patrick.
Rick Patrick admonishes Athena Hashi.
Rick Patrick is back on the job.

JR: Wait! It's Kolic! He's running to the ring with a kendo stick!

King: Fujita doesn't see him! Turn around!

JR: Kolic jumps into the ring, and Fujita finally turns around...

*WHACK*

JR: Oh my God! Kolic just cracked Fujita's skull open with that kendo stick!

*DING DING*

Kolic: Fujita, consider this my formal acceptance of the Survival match.
I'll see you then...if you make it.

JR: Kolic just accepted Fujita's challenge with a vengeance!

(Crystal is sitting backstage with a few stagehands. They are all sitting around a wooden table in the bar and they each have a pint of beer in front of them.)

Crystal: Okay, first one to drink all of their beer wins. The person who is last gets their *bleep* kicked. One...Two............THREE!

(Hardcore Harry is walking down a long narrow hallway when Slim Jim Sullivan
comes running up behind him)

Slim: Harry, may I have a word with you?

Harry: Yeah, yeah, make it quick will ya, I got some business to take care
of.

Slim: Okay, will do. First of all the fans out there want to know why you
seemed to slack off on the last two Live shows that we have had.

(Harry looks at Slim with a serious look on his face)

Harry: Slack off.. let me tell you about slacking off! I have been wrestling
here for almost a year and a half now and yes I have slacked off and missed
a few shows here and there but by god if your going to sit there and tell me
I slacked off the last two weeks I will have to put you six feet into the
ground my friend!

Slim: Oh, well..

Harry: I'm not done. I am the number one contender at the moment so how is
that for slack? That means one thing, I don't slack off and listen to me
when I say this Jim. I don't slack off and even if I did I wouldn't waste my
time by talking about it with a little pansy like yourself.

Slim: I see, well I have heard a few rumors going around about you in the
past few weeks Harry.

Harry: Oh yeah, well lets hear em'.

(Slim clears his throat playing it cautious around Harry)

Slim: Well first of all a lot of the superstars along with staff members
don't think your going to be the number one contender after Survival.

(Harry lets out a chuckle)

Harry: Is that it? Is that the rumor? Well let me just say this, I don't
think I will be the number on contender either!

Slim: You don't?

Harry: Nope, you see when you already have a title you can't be the number
one contender now can you?

Slim: Well no but.

Harry: But what? You don't think I am capable of defeating The Judge and
Tamer? Do you honestly think Hardcore Harry will get three strikes in a row?
I don't think so. Slim you see there are two types of people in the BMWF.
The smart boys who try to stay away from the Ultraviolent Icon and then you
have the dumbBLEEPs that think they are big and bad and they try to take the
Ultraviolent Icon down, both The Judge and Tamer being two of them people.

(A grin appears on Harry's face)

Harry: The Judge may have taken me down twice but I assure you it was
nothing but luck and will never happen again, do you got that.

Slim: Yes, sure.

Harry: Good, now did you have anything else to say before I get going?

Slim: Well there was one other rumor that I heard.

Harry: Goody, lets hear it.

Slim: Well I have heard from my unknown sources that you have something
planned for tonight near the end of the show.

Harry: Unknown huh, well I will pay you double what your salary is if you
tell me who this unknown person is.

(Slim nods his head and leans over whispering something into Harry's ear and
a smile grows on his face)

Harry: Oh, well I can take care of him. Oh and before I go let me just say,
he was right so you better not miss it Slim.

(Harry begins to walk away laughing until Slim calls out to Harry)

Slim: What about my money?

Harry: Oh yeah, I almost forgot.

(Harry digs into his blue jean pocket and pulls out a quarter and flips it
into the air where Slim catches it)

Fade..

From Hershey, PA...
Weighing in at 395 pounds...

The Dawg

(The music “Who Let The Dawgs Out” starts to play as the bruisertron lights up to show the taco bell dog, dressed in a black hat, black trench coat, dark sunglasses, and a cigar in his mouth, leaning up against a light post.)

Taco bell dog: Hey Mr. Thug, BITE ME!

(The Dawg comes running out on the stage dressed in his red spandex shorts and tank shirt, with his black knee and elbows pads, and black boots. He stops at the top of the ramp to wave to the fans, and slaps his belly a few times before he runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring.)

LILLY: His opponent...

Hailing from South Central L.A....
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

The BMWF Gold Belt Champion...
Dreadnaught

PA: b…b…bWo! WHAT 'CHA GONNA DO WHEN (BLEEP) HITS THE FAN?

JR: It's time for our Gold Belt Championship match!

("Bodyguard" by Obie Trice blasts through the arena as pyro falls from the stage. Explosions rock the stage as the smoke forms mushroom clouds. The fans cheer as they look up at the ramp for Dreadnaught.)

JR: Where is he?

King: Right behind you!

(The camera cuts to Dreadnaught jumping over the railing and sliding in the ring. Dreadnaught drops the Gold Belt to the mat.)

JR: The Dawg is turning around.
Dreadnaught clotheslines the Dawg over the top rope.
Dreadnaught grabs the top rope and hits a plancha on The Dawg.

King: Air Dread is already here!

JR: Dreadnaught kicks the Dawg and rolls back into the ring.

King: Dreadnaught just tossed his jersey to some lucky fan!

JR: He is posing with the Gold Belt as the Dawg is getting back in the ring.

**DING, DING**

JR: This match is finally underway!

The Dawg runs into the ropes.
Dreadnaught executes a powerslam on The Dawg.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.

(The arena lights go blue as Crystal's music hits, Crystal heads on down the ramp to the delight of the fans (Especially the male fans) She walks down to ringside and leans against the side of the ring.)

JR: Dreadnaught locks The Dawg in a sleeperhold.
The Dawg is struggling to reach the ropes.
The Dawg is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Dreadnaught lets go after 13 seconds.
Dreadnaught nails The Dawg with a dropkick.
Dreadnaught nails The Dawg with a spinebuster.
The crowd is giving Dreadnaught a standing ovation.
Dreadnaught whips The Dawg into the ropes.
Dreadnaught hits The Dawg with a kick.
Dreadnaught executes an uppercut on The Dawg.
Dreadnaught uses a spinebuster on The Dawg.
Dreadnaught whips The Dawg into the ropes.
Dreadnaught puts The Dawg in a sleeperhold.
The Dawg tries to escape the hold.
The Dawg is valiantly trying to break the hold.
The Dawg is struggling to reach the ropes.
The Dawg makes it to the ropes after holding out for 20 seconds.

JR: Dreadnaught whips Dawg into the corner and follows in with a clothesline.
Dreadnaught hits several shoulder blocks and then kicks the knee of the Dawg.
Dreadnaught climbs up to the second turnbuckle.

King: The Dawg is trying to fight him off!

JR: Dreadnaught lays several fists into the forehead of the Dawg.
The Dawg looks to be out if it!
Dreadnaught hooks the head of the Dawg and hits a Tornado DDT!

King: That's one way to put the massive Dawg out!

JR: Dreadnaught goes for the cover.
1…2…Dreadnaught pulls Dawg up!

King: Why would he do that?

JR: To inflict more pain on the Dawg!

Dreadnaught goes for the Dreadbomb, but he can't do it.
The Dawg hits a jawbreaker on Dreadnaught.
The Dawg takes Dreadnaught down with a headbutt.

(The fans are all on there feet screaming and cheering in anticipation for this match.)

JR: Listen to the fans; don’t they know this is not the main event?

King: They don’t care, they smell blood.

JR: The Dawg slowly circles the ring sizing up Dreadnaught, as he gets all the way around he walks up and drops to one knee in front of The Thug and puts up his hands like he praying. BOOM! He jumps to his feet and nails Dreadnaught with a right uppercut that sends him staggering back a few steps. Dreadnaught swings at The Dawg but The Dawg ducks under and nails him with a powerful kidney punch, and before he can recover The Dawg steps to the other side and nails him with another powerful kidney punch. Dreadnaught wenches from the well placed blows.

King: Look at Dreadnaughts face, those punches had to hurt.

JR: Dreadnaught reaches out and grabs The Dawg with both hands around the throat and lifts him off the mat. The Dawg pops him on the ears and makes him release the hold. The Dawg doubles Dreadnaught over with a knee to the midsections and hammers him across the back with a double axe handle. As Dreadnaught falls to the mat, The Dawg nails him with a kick to the face.

(The fans start chanting, go, go, go!)

The Dawg takes Dreadnaught down with a belly-to-belly suplex.
The Dawg is going for the cover.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Dawg hits Dreadnaught with a kneedrop.
The Dawg goes for a powerslam, but Dreadnaught counters it with a lariat.
Dreadnaught is going for the pin.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Dreadnaught nails The Dawg with a DDT.
The chants for Dreadnaught are deafening.
Dreadnaught beats his chest and points to the crowd..
The crowd is behind Dreadnaught all the way.
Dreadnaught goes for a powerslam, but The Dawg counters it with a lariat.
The crowd is really behind The Dawg.

JR: The Dawg drives a head butt into Dreadnaughts chest and before they hit the mat The Dawg starts pummeling Dreadnaughts face with vicious rights and lefts that whips his head back and forth like he was watching a tennis match. He gets to his feet and lays The Thugs hand out on the mat and stomps it with his boot. Dreadnaught grimaces in pain as he holds his hand.

JR: Now that could have broken his hand.

King: I think that was the plan.

JR: Dreadnaught whips The Dawg into the ropes and waits to land a back body drop, but The Dawg hooks the top rope with his arm to slow him down and nails Dreadnaught with a boot to the teeth. Dreadnaught staggers backwards as The Dawg charges and takes him off his feet with a clothesline. As Dreadnaught starts to get up, The Dawg nails him with a DDT.

King: Looks like these guys have pulled out all the stops.

JR: The Dawg picks up Dreadnaught and slams him to the mat. He nails him with a knee drop across the throat, and then starts biting him on the forehead. Dreadnaught starts hollering as blood starts running out of the sided of The Dawgs mouth. The Dawg stands up and spits a mouth full of blood mixed with a chunk of his forehead down in his face. The Dawg rakes the open wound on Dreadnaughts forehead with his boot.

(The Dawg faces the fans and wipes the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. The fans start screaming, more, more!)

JR: Did you see that King, he just bite him.

King: That’s what Dreadnaught gets for not bringing the alpo.

Jr: The Dawg whips Dreadnaught into the corner and moves in to inflict more pain. The Dawg nails him with a chop and then another. As Dreadnaught tries to recover from the attack, The Dawg kicks him in the back of the knee-taking Dreadnaught off his feet. Holding onto the ropes, The Dawg jumps up and lands with both feet on The Thugs knee trying to make it bend the wrong way. Dreadnaught hollers and tries to pull his leg in, but The Dawg jumps again and nails the other knee. As Dreadnaught clutches at both knees, The Dawg wraps his hands around Dreadnaughts throat and starts choking him, and as The Dawg applies more pressure to the chokehold, he also starts to twist his hands. The ref. calls for the break but as The Dawg steps away he stomps Dreadnaughts knee one more time.

(The fans are going wild as they watch Dreadnaught slowly get to his feet.)

Jr: I don’t know about this match King. It doesn’t look like it’s going in Dreadnaughts favor.

Jr: The Dawg moves in and tries to pick up Dreadnaught, but The Thug fights him off. The Dawg lets out a loud war cry as he charges back in and picks Dreadnaught up waist high and nails him with a back breaker and rolls him to the mat. The Dawg stands up and pounds his chest; he then jumps over Dreadnaughts limp body as he runs for the ropes.

(The fans start pounding their chairs on the floor as they call for The Dawg to tenderize him!)

Jr: The Dawg comes off the ropes using all the velocity he can muster, and nails Dreadnaught with his 395# Tenderizer. Dreadnaught doesn’t move as The Dawg hooks a leg and rolls him up.

Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
The Dawg catches Dreadnaught in a bearhug.
Dreadnaught is struggling to reach the ropes.
Dreadnaught reaches the ropes after 15 seconds.
The Dawg goes for a hiptoss, but Dreadnaught blocks it.
Dreadnaught hits a scissor kick on The Dawg.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.

JR: Dreadnaught goes for a suplex, but can't lift up the Dawg!
The Dawg hits a backdrop, but Dreadnaught lands on his feet.
Dreadnaught sweeps the legs of the Dawg and immediately locks on a choke hold!

King: He is choking the Dawg! ANIMAL CRUELTY! YAHHH! Here comes that hot Anne-Marie Lucas chick from Animal Precinct!

KING: Who cares?

JR: This whole match is animal cruelty!
The ref is pulling Dreadnaught off.
Dreadnaught is pulling the top turnbuckle off as the ref is checking on the Dawg.
Dreadnaught goes to whip the Dawg into the turnbuckle.
The Dawg reverses and puts Dreadnaught up on his shoulder.

King: The Dawg sees that exposed turnbuckle.

JR: The Dawg is rushing towards it.
Dreadnaught drops off his back and The Dawg collides against the metal.
Dreadnaught hits a splash on the back of the Dawg.
Dreadnaught grabs the head of the Dawg and repeatedly rams it into the turnbuckle.

King: The Dawg is busted open!

JR: The ref starts the count.
The ref pulls Dreadnaught off and The Dawg is slumped over in the corner.
Dreadnaught pulls the Dawg out and attempts a Dread-bomb.

King: He can't lift the Dawg up again!

JR: The Dawg reverses! Dread is on his feet.
Dread waits for the Dawg to turn around.

**CRACK**

JR: That superkick sends the Dawg to the mat.
Dreadnaught with a cover.
1…2…Dreadnaught pulls him up again!

King: This is great, the bloody Dawg is still fighting!

JR: That's not what happened!

Dreadnaught goes for a scissor kick, but The Dawg ducks out of the way.
The Dawg takes Dreadnaught down with a chop.
The Dawg hoists Dreadnaught high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Dreadnaught crashing hard to the mat.
The Dawg hits Dreadnaught with a powerslam.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
The Dawg slaps his belly.
The Dawg has the crowd going wild.
The Dawg nails Dreadnaught with a double ax handle chop.
The Dawg is going for the pin.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Dreadnaught nails him with a superkick..
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Dreadnaught.

JR: Dreadnaught is just abusing this poor Dawg!
The Dawg is bleeding all over the mat as Dreadnaught rubs his face against the mat!

King: That's what I do when my dog pees on the carpet!

JR: You are sick!

JR: Who?
Dreadnaught is laughing as he pulls The Dawg off of the mat.
Dreadnaught jumps on his back and hooks on a cobra clutch!

King: Dreadnaught has to get him on the mat!

JR: Dreadnaught pulls him to the center of the ring.
Dreadnaught has him down to one knee.
Dreadnaught kicks the other knee and the Dawg looks asleep!

King: I had to pay the last time I put a Dawg asleep!

JR: Shut up!
Dreadnaught slams the back of Dawg's head into the mat.
Dreadnaught leaps up to the top turnbuckle.

King: Can Dawgs get hangovers?

JR: We will find out!
Dreadnaught points at The Dawg before leaping and hitting the LA Hangover!
Deadnaught goes for the cover.

Jack Slone counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is giving Dreadnaught a standing ovation.

*DING DING*

(Crystal heads inside the ring as she bends over the second rope the fans whistle and cheer. She steps inside the walks over to Dawg, Crystal checks up to see how Dawg is after his great match.)

Dreadnaught pulls a duffle bag from under the mat and slides back into the ring.
The Dawg is getting to his feet!

King: It's not over yet!

JR: Dreadnaught has the Gold Belt!

**SMACK**

JR: Dreadnaught just destroyed the Dawg with the belt!

KING: Oh, my gosh! Dawg just fell on top of Crystal! She's been flattened like a pancake!

JR: Good grief!
Dreadnaught is opening the bag.
Dreadnaught pulls out a bag of dog treats and stuffs them in the mouth of The Dawg!

King: Well, he's feeding him now!

JR: This is not necessary!
Dreadnaught pulls a leash of the bag and tosses the bag down!

King: That's the biggest leash I have ever seen!

JR: Dreadnaught wraps it around the throat of The Dawg.
Dreadnaught pulls the Dawg up and tosses him over the top rope!

King: He's going to kill him!

JR: Dreadnaught is waving to the back as the ref rolls Crystal out of the ring.

JR: King!!!! The lights!!!!!

King: The lights have just turned red JR!!!! You know what that means.

JR: Dreadnaught is standing in the center of the ring and looks ready for Pain.

King: Where is he?

JR: I don't know but the lights have just gone back to normal.

King: Do you think Pain is playing mind games?

JR: Someone is. That is a fact.

KING: Dread has Dawg back in the ring!

JR:Wait a minute! Lowedown is making his way out of the entrance way and he
is carrying a duffle bag with him! What does he have in that bag?

King:I don't know, but I think he has the Dawg's attention now!

JR:Look out! Lowedown is in the ring behind the Dawg! The Dawg is dazed
after what Dreadnaught did to him!

King:Lowedown is swinging that bag around and he's waiting for the right
moment to...YAHHH!

(Lowedown swings the bag and catches the Dawg with the bag on the side of
the head and drops him to the mat like a sack of bricks. Lowedown then looks
up as he points over to the entrance way to see White Lightning holding a
control box. Lowedown nods his head as Lightning presses a button and the
cage begins to lower to the ground. Lowedown holds the bag high in the air
as he drives the bag down again and nails the Dawg in the stomach. The Dawg
clutches his stomach in pain as he then drops the bag onto the mat and pulls
on the zipper to open it up...)

JR:What does he have in there that could have knocked the Dawg out? It must
be very hea...GOOD LORD!

King:Lowedown has shackles! Those are prison shackles! Lowedown is going to
treat the Dawg like a prisoner! YAHHH! Lowedown is sliding out of the ring
and he's looking for something under the ring!

JR:Lowedown had better hurry because that cage is almost all the way down!

King:He's bringing in steel chairs into the ring! Lowedown just slid into
the ring as the cage is inches from his foot as he looks down at the
bloodied Dawg and then holds the steel chair high in the air!

JR:Lowedown is circling around the Dawg as he grasps the chair with both
hands and...BRAM!

King:YAHHH! BRAM is back! Lowedown just drove that steel chair down into the
side of the Dawg's head! He could have a concussion!

(Lowedown watches the steel cage finally touch the floor as Lowedown picks
up the Dawg off the mat. Lowedown struggles a bit as he slumps the Dawg over
the top rope facing J.R and the King. Lowedown brings up the left arm of the
Dawg and handcuffs him to the cage. Lowedown then locks the right leg of the
Dawg to the cage. Lowedown grabs the head of the Dawg and drives it against
the cage repeatedly as the Dawg is unable to stand. Lowedown then shackles
the other leg against the cage and looks around at the crowd as he then
nails the Dawg with a low blow. The Dawg looks as if he is about to pass out
as Lowedown shackles the Dawg's right arm to the cage. Lowedown then looks
over at the ring announcer as he asks for a microphone. The ring announcer
manages to get a microphone in the ring through the cage...)

JR:What is Lowedown doing here? The Dawg has had enough here!

King:You cut Lowedown's hair and you get the treatment I guess!

(Lowedown leans against the ropes next to the Dawg as he begins to talk to
the Dawg...)

LD:I didn't want to do this Dawg. I didn't want to have you beat you within
an inch of you sorry, pathetic life. But you touched the mane of the big
lion and this lion had to hunt you down like the true dog that you are and
put you to sleep! But first, I think a lil' payback is in order!

(Lowedown reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of scissors. Lowedown
backs away from the Dawg just enough to nail the Dawg with a superkick to
the back of the head. Lowedown then grinds the Dawg's face into cage as he
then places his hand on the hair of the Dawg and cuts away a piece of the
Dawg's hair. Lowedown tosses the hair into the air as he cuts another piece
away. Lowedown is about to take another piece of hair and then climbs up the
ropes ans hangs over the Dawg's head and holds the scissors in his hand and
grinds it down in the forehead of the Dawg. Lowedown then throws the
scissors down to the mat which falls in between the cage and the ring.
Lowedown drives hard right hands down into the forehead of the Dawg as he
sees blood pouring from the forehead of the Dawg as Lowedown leaps down and
picks up the microphone...)

LD:Dawg, if I were you...I'd give up on being a hairstylist and focus on
what really matters! You do know what really matters don't you? DON'T YOU?!?

(Lowedown grabs the Dawg by the chin and looks into the unconscious face...)

LD:What really matters in this business is not BLEEPING ME OFF! THAT...IS
THE LOWEDOWN...ON THAT!

(Lowedown slowly begins to walk away and then turns his head back towards
the Dawg slumped against the ropes...)

LD:(Calmly) Oh...and if you ever try to cut my hair again, I'll stab you
with your scissors. Ya feel me?

(Lowedown makes his way to the cage door and jumps out of the cage. Lowedown
looks at the Dawg in the ring one last time as he walks away...)

JR:Someone needs to get into that ring and get some assistance to the Dawg
immediately!

King:I think he needs a priest more than a doctor right now! Give him his
last rites! YAHHH!

JR:Folks, we have EMT's making their way to the ring to try and help the
Dawg!

King:Hurry up would ya?!? We have more matches to go here!

JR:We'll be right back!

(Stone Cold Bruiser is seen sitting at his desk in his office. He is looking at a BMWF magazine holding it slightly askew.)

Bruiser: Oh yeah this magazine is definitely why I allow so many Divas....

(Bruiser continues to shift the magazine as he is interrupted...)

Voice: Hey boss man, you wanted to see me?

(Bruiser places the magazine on the desk turns as Sledge steps into the scene.)

Bruiser: Yeah jack @$$ who were those guys you were talking to at the end of your little clip?

(Sledge walks up to Bruiser's desk.)

Sledge: Well Bruiser.... I was hoping not to advertise this... but those were the guys from All Japan Super Big Wrestling Association.

(Bruiser gets up out of his chair and leans across the desk staring at Sledge.)

Bruiser: What were you doing with THEM?!?!?!?!?

Sledge: They were talking details about my first show over there if I don't get that belt at Survivor.

(Bruiser stands upright and looks directly into Sledge's eyes....)

Bruiser: Listen Sledge.... I'm gonna be honest here.... I don't want to lose you. You're a big asset to the fed, you put @$$es in the seats, you make me good money, and help keep us just above the red, but honestly Jerry, I just can't afford to pay you anymore then what I've offered you.

Sledge: YOU CAN'T PAY ME?!?!?!?!?!? YOU GOT PRIME TIME LIVING IN SOME MANSION TOGETHER... AND THERE'S NO MONEY TO GIVE ME A *BEEP*IN' RAISE!?!?!?!?!?

Bruiser: I don't know where they're getting their funding either, but Jerry you got to understand.....

Sledge: oh I understand.... the San Francisco bath-house stable can bore the *BEEP* out of everyone and get their money.... but I can't....

(Sledge grabs one of Bruiser's beers from the desk and turns and walks off.)

Bruiser: HEY!!!!! COME BACK HERE!!!!!! I'M NOT DONE TALKING TO YOU!!!!!!!

(Bruiser punches the table and looks at the top)

Bruiser: HEY THAT'S MY BEER!!!!!!!

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

Led to the ring by The Executioner...
At a total combined weight of 443 pounds...
The Judge... White Lightning... THE BWO

(The bWo theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the ring. The Judge and The Executioner appear from behind the curtains and start to make their way down the ramp. The Judge is wearing a black bWo shirt with the words "bWo" on the front and "Case Dismissed!" on the back, along with the BMWF Hardcore title strapped around his waist and his gavel in his hand. They enter the ring and The Judge raises the Hardcore title in the air as The Executioner grabs the mic from the ring announcer. The Executioner hands The Judge the mic to get a mixed reaction from the crowd.)

Judge: Ahh, I see that I am starting to get a few cheers now! I always knew that New Jersey was a smart state! Believe it or not, I was born right here in the Garden State!

Judge: But moving on, tonight you are all going to get to see a preview of Survival when White Lightning and I beat our opponents for next week's PPV, Ignition and Hardcore Harry! But you know, these two are really sad. They both result to violence to solve their problems...Hardcore Harry had his weedeater and then Ignition tried to take WL out with his flashy car. But you want to know the similiarity between the two? Both methods didn't work! White Lightning and I are still standing and we, along with the rest of the bWo, are going to be successful at Survival and THAT, my friends, IS...FINAL!

PA: BU… BU…. BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to blare all over the arena. The arena goes black with lightning bolt symbols flashing all over the audience. White Lightning steps out from the curtain on the stage with a spotlight on him. He is wearing his trademark ring gear. Overtop is a bWo T-shirt that reads on the front, "bWo 4 LIFE!" and on the back reads, "The Career Killer". Around his waist his the TV Title)

JR: White Lightning can't wait to get his hands on Ignition!

(White Lightning continues and enters the ring. He gives his title to the referee.)

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 496 pounds...
From Jacksonville, NC... weighing in at 256 pounds...
Hardcore Harry

("TNT" starts to play as the top of the ramp fills with smoke.)

JR: Ignition is about to make his way down here folks as we get ready for a
slobberknocker!

King: Looks like the bWo is just gonna notch another win.

JR: You don't know that King!

(The smoke clears as Ignition is standing at the top pumped his arms up and
down! He starts walking down the ramp handing out high fives. Ignition grabs
a sign and walks with it. Ignition slides under the bottom rope. He motions
for a mic and then goes to the turnbuckle and lays on the top rope. Ignition
looks down at the fan.)

King: What's this sign say JR?!

JR: Shut up and we will find out!

Ignition: Now the person who made this sign has a set of bleeps, let me tell
you.

(Ignition holds the sign up revealing "OJ did it!!". Ignition laughs)

Ignition: I love it! Now I came down here to wrestle, who's backing me up!

(Crowd pops)

JR: It seems like every week this kid has a bigger fan base!

King: All the crazy people!

Ignition: Alright, now that know that you al love the best young gun in the
fed, you will love watching me dismantle Whitey and Judge!

(Ignition drops the mic and stays in the corner)

JR: There's the bell!
The Judge smacks Ignition with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge is going for the cover.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Judge executes neckbreaker on Ignition.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.

KING: I can't beleive this! These moronic fans are cheering the Dawg, but could care less about the Judge!

JR: The Judge takes Ignition down with a DDT.
There is no crowd reaction.
The Judge throws Ignition into the turnbuckle, but Ignition reverses it.
Ignition charges in with a scissor kick, but The Judge moves out of the way.
The Judge whips Ignition into the ropes.
The Judge hits Ignition with a kick.
The Judge hits a splash on Ignition.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, in the ropes...

The Judge nails Ignition with a big boot to the face.
There is no crowd reaction.
The Judge chops Ignition.
There is no crowd reaction.
The Judge kicks Ignition.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
The Judge hits Ignition with a powerbomb.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge uses a powerbomb on Ignition.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
You could hear a pin drop.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Ignition hits The Judge with a clothesline.
Ignition hits an armbar takedown on The Judge.
Ignition hits haymaker on The Judge.
Ignition tags out to Hardcore Harry.
Hardcore Harry and Ignition whip The Judge into the ropes.
They attempt to hit The Judge with a double kick to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
Ignition leaves the ring.
The Judge executes a DDT on Hardcore Harry.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
The Judge tags out to White Lightning.
Ignition enters the ring, but gets cut off.
The Judge goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Hardcore Harry counters it with
a facerake.
The Judge rolls out of the ring.
Hardcore Harry whips White Lightning into the ropes.
White Lightning hits Hardcore Harry with a clothesline.
Hardcore Harry falls out of the ring.
Jack Slone counts: one, two, Hardcore Harry reenters the ring.
White Lightning covers Hardcore Harry.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
White Lightning executes a German suplex on Hardcore Harry.
White Lightning uses a moonsault on Hardcore Harry.
Jack Slone counts: One, kickout.
White Lightning points to the crowd.
You could hear a pin drop.

(Hardcore tags Ignition in. Ignition climbs through the ropes and slowly
walks toward Whitey who is backing up.)

JR: Look at Ignition's eyes! I think he is still mad from Whitey cheating!

King: Let's get one thing straight. . .Whitey didn't cheat, he was just
playing it smart!

JR: Oh King you are so full of. . .LOOK!!!

(Ignition grabs Whitey by the neck and throws him in the corner! Ignition
follows him in and starts stomping him.)

JR: Ignition is stomping a mud hole in Whitey's chest!!

(Ignition grabs Whitey and lays him on the top rope over the turnbuckle)

JR: Ignition is backing up. . .

*CRACK*

JR: OH MY! Ignition just NFL punt kicked Whitey in the ribs!! Whitey is down
in the corner now.

(Ignition throws Whitey to the ropes, he bounces. . .dropkick to the chest
of Whitey!)

JR: Ignition with a quick pin . . .One. . .Two. . .KICKED!

(Ignition gets up and drops a knee on Whitey's throat! Whitey grabs his neck
as Ignition tags in Hardcore.)

JR: Ignition almost takes White Lightning's head off with a clothesline
Hardcore Harry smacks White Lightning with a devastating flying lariat .
The boos are resurfacing again.
Ignition leaves the ring.
Hardcore Harry goes for a choke slam, but White Lightning counters it with
a kick to the midsection.
White Lightning runs into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry misses with an elbow.
White Lightning hits Hardcore Harry with a clothesline.
Hardcore Harry falls out of the ring.
White Lightning rolls out under the bottom rope.
White Lightning uses a standing sidekick on Hardcore Harry.
The Judge comes over to make it two-on-one.
The Judge almost takes Hardcore Harry's head off with a clothesline
White Lightning goes for a German suplex, but Hardcore Harry counters it with
an elbowsmash.
Hardcore Harry throws White Lightning back into the ring.
White Lightning tags out to The Judge.

(Harry tags in Ignition, as Ignition and Judge are in the ring now)

JR: Ignition said that he would be as brutal on Judge as he is on Whitey!
Let's see if he is telling the truth. . .

(Ignition is tackled by the Judge.)

JR: The Judge is taking it to Ignition! Judge with left and rights!

(Ignition grabs the Judges head with his legs)

JR: Ignition with the one-up on the Judge now!

(Ignition gets up and grabs the Judge. Ignition whips the Judge to the ropes
and delivers a mean back-body-drop!)

JR: Ignition runs to the turnbuckle! He scales it and jumps! ELBOW DROP!!
Ignition with a pin. . .ONE. . .TWO. . .White Lightning kicks Ignition in
the back and break the pin!

(Ignition up and grabs Whitey. He kicks him in the stomach! Double-Arm-DDT!
Ignition puts Whitey on top of the Judge. . .)

JR: Ignition is climbing the ropes! He jumps. . .SPLASH ON THE JUDGE AND
WHITE LIGHTNING. . .

Ignition tags out to Hardcore Harry.
Hardcore Harry goes for a side suplex, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge takes Hardcore Harry down with a powerbomb.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

(Ignition and Whitey are in the ring circling each other.)

JR: These two have been across the ring tonight. . .now they are lookin to
wrap things up!

(Whitey runs at Ignition! Ignition sidesteps and sticks his knee into
Whitey's stomach!)

JR: Ignition with the first hit! Look, what is Harry doing?

(Hardcore Harry runs around the ring and grabs the Judge and starts pounding
Judge's face with his fist!)

JR: Ignition grabs Whitey and hits a german suplex! He doesn't let go!
Ignition goes for another! He hits is and doesn't let go! Ignition goes for
a THIRD German suplex! He hit's it and goes for the pin! One. . .Two. .
.KICK OUT!!

(Ignition yells at Hardcore Harry, Hardcore distracts the ref as Ignition
picks Whitey up and throws him into the corner. Ignition spreads Whitey's
legs on the ropes and takes a few steps back.)

*SMACK!*

JR: Ignition just derailed Whitey right in the lower abdomen! MY GOD!!
Whitey won't be having kids!!

(Harry leaves the ref alone)

JR: Ignition goes for the pin! One. . .Two. . .Kickout!

PA: Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

King: Oh no!!!!

JR: Pain has walked out and the Judge and White Lighting have stopped what they were doing!!!!!

King: Pain is just standing there.

JR: Pain is laughing at The Judge and White Lighting!!!!

JR: Jack Slone counts: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.

*DING DING*

(Hardcore Harry rolls out of the ring and stumbles over to the commentators
table to grab a microphone. He lifts it up to his mouth breathing hard)

Harry: Judge, next week you and I are going to be stepping into the ring
with Tamer at Survival but I have one last stipulation!

JR: What?

Harry: You see, I also talked to Bruiser about how you have a tendency to
call your little buddies down to the ring to make sure you get the victory.
So at survival there will be no b.W.o. interference!!!

KING: WHOA!!!

(The crowd lets out mixed reactions)

Harry: Oh and that goes for Tamer also, there will be no Prime Time
interference what so ever!

JR: No interference from the b.W.o. and Prime Time!

KING: But what about The Union?

Harry: Now I had to sacrifice something myself so there for I will NOT be
able to use my weed eater!!!

(The crowd begins to boo loudly as Harry nods his head)

Harry: Yeah I know you all love the weed eater but I'm sorry those are the
rules and if anyone doesn't like them then get over it because those are the
rules and if anyone decides to break them rules than he will be
eliminated!!!

KING: Eliminated?

Harry: Oh yeah, that's right this hardcore match up will also be an
elimination style match up so that way there must be an undisputed winner
and an undisputed Hardcore Champion!

JR: Can you believe this? Hardcore Harry has just informed us that the match
at Survival will be an elimination type hardcore match!

KING: And what about his stipulations JR!

JR: There will be NO OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE from Prime Time and any of the
b.W.o. members and Hardcore Harry cannot use his weed eater!!!

KING: Anything can happen folks, Harry was right that at Survival we will
have an undisputed Hardcore Champion no doubt about that!

JR: We'll be right back!

(Evanescence's "Bring Me To Life" plays over the PA as Inferno and Mineral
come out armed with microphones. Inferno as a smirk on his face as he motions
for the music to be cut.)

King: What do these two morons want now?

Inferno: Well, well, well....it looks like an excellent turnout tonight.
Maybe the BMWF will have a little more faith in the Eco-System's ability to
succeed as main-eventers, eh?

(Camera pans to a sign that says "The Eco-System put my butt in this seat".
Mineral salutes the sign-holder.)

Inferno: The fact of the matter is thus: Tonight., you will see a brutal
match. Basically, I think I can safely promise it will be as brutal as it can get
without having any kind of hardcore stipulation. We're hungry, Lowedown is
angry, and all three of
s have charisma going through the roof, so I think we can blow the lid off
this place! (Cheers) But that's not why we're out here. Mineral, why don't you
explain to them why we're here?

Mineral: Be glad to. You see, last week, the Eco-System did a bad thing. A
terrible thing. The Eco-System did a terrible, horrible thing. (Mineral stops
one second) Um.....sorry about that . Dr. Seuss syndrome. You know, with The Cat
In The Hat starring Mike Myers in theaters now...(Mineral gives a hokey
thumbs up and smile that is met with laughter.)

JR: Are these guys sponsored by everyone?

Mineral: Anyway, the Eco-System quit The Chicago Way. And everyone is talking
about how it wasn't really the Eco-System, but that Mineral quit TCW and
dragged the Eco-System along. that is simply not true. You see, the Eco-System is
a unit in the truest
sense of the word. We don't go against each other often, we trust each other
100%, and we're all on the same wavelength, which is more than we can say for
us and TCW. They downpalyed us, they never supported us like we supported
them, and they commited suicide by not working with Prime Time when they had a
chance.

(Mineral sighs)

Mineral: I had helped orchestrate the second meeting of the minds after the
first PT-TCW attempt failed. It was supposed to help fight the bWo, but it
never could. TCW was too darn stubborn, and they took their own publicity too
seriously. Then when the fusion never happened, Box put his career on the line in
a match he couldn't win, just to eject himself. We knew then for a fact that
our option of leaving TCW for Prime Time had to become a reality. Now, we live
the high life with people who appreciate our talents and whom we can actually
work with. But if I may promise you one thing now, it is this: our leaving TCW
is its official death knell. It cannot survive without us in any context, and
you can take that to the bank. (Boos) Oh right, Cash....well
anyway, if you're looking for a revitalized stable, look no further than
Prime Time. The era of the functioning stable is back, and we'll be leading the
way. And as soon as Dozer/Dangle and Los Guererros answer our challenge, we may
be leading the way as the TAG CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD! If you feel it, say
it....

Crowd/Mineral: ECO-LIFE!

("Bring me To Life" plays again and the Eco-System exits.)

JR: They may be cocky now, but we'll have to see what happens later! Lowedown
vs. Eco-System! Gauntlet Match! Tonight!

King: They'll never stop being cocky, JR...