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

(Backstage we see Ezekiel standing by The Couch)

Ezekiel: First of all I must apologise for cancelling our session at such sort notice, I had a few personal matters that needed to be dealt with.

Couch: No problem, what’re your thoughts on your big match tonight.

Ezekiel: It is very true that tonight is a monumental night. Like many others that are to follow. Tonight I have a great opportunity to make people stand up and take notice of the Future. Now I am levelled headed, the three men I am facing are some of the finest athletes to grace the BMWF. However people become complacent, even though they may not see it themselves.

I have prepared extensively for this match, training for early till late. I feel the Light growing stronger with each passing day. Whatever the outcome of this match, people will take notice, whether they want to or not.

Thanks Couch.

(The scene fades as Ezekiel walks off)

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(Sgt. Slobber is still looking for a partner for Lowedown. He goes into the cafeteria where Slayder, Ravnos, Altar Boy Mark, Friar Fergie and non other than Rikishi Fatoo are sitting at tables eating their food.)

SLOBBER: 'Ten Hut, you maggots! I need a volunteer to go into battle with Lowedown in his match tonight! (Sarge gets into the face of Altar Boy who is eating Angel Food Cake.) What about you, boy?

MARK: Well, sir. As a conscientious objector, I refuse to fight.

(Slobber goes over to Friar Fergus who has the leftover bones from 10 chickens in his plate, plus 10 more whole chickens on his plate, and another whole chicken in his hands. He chomps away as the Sarge speaks.)

SLOBBER: What did he say? Never mind! it'll be next wek before he's through eating!

(With that, he picks up a bowl labeled "Fear Factor" and downs the contents...1000 maggots!)

RAVNOS: HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! (He scoops up a huge bowl of tarantulas and rat guts and eats them all.)

SLOBBER: BLECH! (He goes over to Rikishi who is wokring on a dozen of every item on McDonald's menu.) How about you, Fatso?

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 290 pounds...

Howitzer

(Two loud, rumbling growls from a Bengal tiger echo over the PA, and then an instantly recognizable Randy Rhoads guitar lick.)

PA: OH NO (OH NO)
HERE WE GO (HERE WE GO NOW)

OH NO (OH NO)
HERE WE GO NOW

(“Flying High Again” by Ozzy Osbourne blares over the sound system. The crowd goes absolutely crazy. A close-up picture of a Bengal tiger staring directly into the camera appears on the Bruisertron. At the top of the entrance ramp, three deafening, green pyro pops go off, one after the other. Strobe lights bathe the arena in flickering green light as Howitzer steps from behind the curtain and heads for the ring, wearing his hunter green and yellow-striped wrestling shorts and black boots with his black, shrunk to fit "I DON'T LIKE YOU" t-shirt. Howitzer slaps hands with the fans near the barrier as he makes his way to the ring.)

J.R.: And here comes the challenger first, the former champ, Howitzer! And he looks mighty glad to have an opportunity to win his TV title back!

King: Oh good, I was overdue for a nap!

J.R.: I didn’t see you taking a nap during the Darkside Chamber Match!

(Howitzer climbs into the ring and smiles at the crowd, pointing at all four corners of the arena. The crowd cheers loudly, and hundreds of flashbulbs go off as Howitzer climbs a turnbuckle, soaking it all in. After a few seconds, he climbs down and calls for a mic. One of the ring crew throws him one, and Howitzer holds up his hand so the crowd will quiet down and let him talk.)

HOWITZER: First of all, thanks for havin’ me in AUBURN HILLS, MICHIGAN!!

(The crowd pops big, just like the week before.)

King: Again with the cheap pops! Geez, the guy is shameless!!

J.R.: That pop might’ve been cheaper than Tobey’s movies! Ha ha!

King: Hey, Tobey is an award-winning actor!

HOWITZER: Thank you, thank you. Now, before we get this barn-burnin’ slobber-knockin’ – you like that, J.R.? - show on the road, I just wanted to share a little entertainment with the good citizens of Michigan and all the fans watchin’ at home. I mean, this is a TV Title match, right?!? It oughta be good television!! So I’m out here to elaborate on what I said yesterday. I said that Tobey Miliken is the world’s worst actor. Now, on the “off chance” that some of you haven’t seen all of Tobey’s movies – wink, wink - I’ve put together a little promo package so that we can all bask in Tobey’s, uh… “reflected glory.” Does Auburn Hills wanna see it??

(The crowd roars affirmatively.)

HOWITZER: I’d say that’s a YES!! So, to the fellas in the production truck –

King: The BMWF doesn’t use a truck!! We’re a billion dollar company, we’ve got a studio!

HOWITZER: - lights, camera, action!

(The arena goes dark and the Bruisertron fades to black, and then a second later Tobey Miliken is onscreen, wearing a cop’s uniform and talking to an L.A. blonde with huge implants and a Captain Morgan t-shirt. The bottom right corner of the screen says “Homicide Hookers Part 3.”)

Tobey Miliken: (speaking in total monotone) “I don’t know how we’ll catch this killer, Tiffani. But we will. You HAVE to believe that. Even if I have to get killed.”

(The scene fades out, then back in. Tobey is lying in a hospital bed, an L.A. blonde with huge implants sitting in a chair next to him. The bottom right corner reads “Doctor of Death.”)

Blonde: “Mikey, you can’t die like this. Mikey! Please fight it! For me!”

Tobey Miliken: (in the same monotone) “I…I love you, Barbi. Tell…tell Johnny that I was the one who stole his beer last weekend when he went to the store.” (Tobey’s character dies.)

(The scene fades out, then back in. Just as it is about to play, Howitzer cuts back in on the mic.)

HOWITZER: Whoa whoa whoa! That’s enough fellas, I think we get the point!

(The lights come back up in the arena.)

HOWITZER: SWEET PEACHES IN MAMA’S HOT COBBLER, TOBEY!! YOU SUCK!!

(The crowd starts laughing and cheering loudly.)

J.R.: Ha ha! That was great!

King: Howitzer is so mean! I thought that was GREAT acting by Tobey! The fact that the Academy snubbed him for “Homicide Hookers Part 3” is a crime!

HOWITZER: Hey, Tobey! I sure hope Misty does a better job of acting when she fakes her orgasms with you!

J.R.: BWAA-HAHAHAHAHA-HAHAHA!!!!

(The crowd roars its approval.)

HOWITZER: Aw hell with it! Let’s get this show on the road…Tobey, get out here NOW!

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Misty Rivers...
From Daytona, FL...
Weighing in at 255 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
"Movie Star" Tobey Miliken

(“Vertigo” blasts through the PA as up on the Bruisertron we see the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4 rolling like a movie and then the letters T…O…B…E…Y go up but no Tobey walking from behind the curtain. The crowd keeps watching and waiting, but Tobey doesn’t show up. Howitzer is pacing in the ring when suddenly from the crowd Tobey comes out of no where runs in the ring and attacks Howitzer. He hits him with a double axe handle and Howitzer hits the floor)

*DING DING*

Tobey grabs Howtizer and slings him head first in the turnbuckle.
Howitzer rests in the corner and Tobey runs and gives Howitzer a bronco buster.

Howitzer just falls to the mat.
Tobey then starts kicking Howitzer in the ribs as Howitzer tries to roll out of the way.
Tobey takes off his TV belt and tosses it to Misty who is standing at ring side.
Howitzer gets up slowly and Tobey drops him with a drop toe hold.
Tobey runs over and starts bashing Howitzers head into the mat over and over again.
Howitzer is just emotionless.
Tobey then spits on Howitzer’s back and laughs.
Tobey hits the ropes and does a knee drop into the back of Howitzer.
Howitzer screams in pain.
Tobey picks up Howitzer and lifts him up over his shoulder and drops him into his knee shoulder first.
Howitzer is writhing in pain.

Tobey Miliken runs into the ropes.
Howitzer hits Tobey Miliken with a kick.
Howitzer goes for a face rake, but Tobey Miliken blocks it.
Awesome Mike comes to ringside.
Tobey Miliken whips Howitzer into the ropes, but Howitzer reverses it.
Howitzer hits Tobey Miliken with a backdrop.
Howitzer hits Tobey Miliken with a powerslam.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Howitzer complains about a slow count.
Tobey Miliken hits an inside cradle on Howitzer.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Tobey Miliken hits the Rolling Thunder on Howitzer.
A few fans are booing Tobey Miliken.

J.R.: These two competitors always put on some seriously good wrestling matches, King.

King: That’s because Tobey’s in it! He’s a great performer! You saw his acting on the Bruisertron! Tell me it didn’t bring tears to your eyes, especially that death scene!

J.R.: Yeah, tears of laughter! Wait a minute, Howitzer nails Tobey with a Cobra Clutch Bomb! And now Tobey’s getting back to his feet, still early in this match…and Howitzer meets him with a headbutt!! Tobey’s dazed now, Howitzer scoops him up… POWERSLAM!!

King: At least it wasn’t off a truck this time!

(Howitzer throws Tobey into the ropes, and knocks him down with a clothesline. Howitzer drags Tobey up by the hair and then puts him back on the mat with a facebuster.)

J.R.: Facebuster! Tobey ain’t getting back up now, folks! Howitzer now, off the ropes, takes to the air…Bunker Buster! Tobey’s holding his ribs, writhing in pain! And now Howitzer’s looking for the kill I think!

(Howitzer grabs Tobey’s feet and splits his legs wide apart. He kicks Tobey viciously on the inside of his thigh. Tobey stops struggling.)

King: That was a blatant low blow! Disqualify that man, ref!

J.R.: It was a clean hit in the thigh King, and you know it! But now Howitzer’s got Tobey flipped over. He just locked in the Boston Crab! He’s gonna try and win it by submission!

(Howitzer leans back on the hold, and Tobey yells in pain. The ref keeps asking if he wants to submit. Tobey refuses over and over, and starts to drag himself over to the ropes. After several agonizing seconds, he makes a mad lunge forward and grabs the bottom rope. The ref jumps up and tells Howitzer to break the hold. Reluctantly, Howitzer lets Tobey go.)

King: Ha! Tobey escaped!

JR: Tobey Miliken nails Howitzer with neckbreaker.
A few fans are booing Tobey Miliken.
Tobey Miliken nails Howitzer with a flying cross bodypress.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, in the ropes...

Tobey slides to the outside of the ring and is walking around slowly trying to gather his thoughts.
Howitzer comes after him.
Howitzer attacks Tobey from behind and Tobey falls to the floor.
Misty Rivers has a leather belt and hits Howitzer in his back with it.
The smack can be heard all across the arena.

King: WOW, that’s my kind of woman.

JR: Yeah I forget about how sick you are King.

Howitzer turns around slowly and is giving a evil look.
Misty backs away slowly
Howitzer comes walking slowly towards her.
Tobey gets up slowly and is pulling something out of his pants.

King: This isn’t the time or place Tobey. Keep it in your pants.

JR: I have a feeling what he is pulling out he plans on using on Howitzer.

King: JR, Tobey is a HOMODISLEXIC.

JR: Never mind.

Tobey walks sneakily behind Howitzer. As Howitzer is about to hit Misty, Tobey turns him around and nails him with his a pair of brass knuckles. Howitzer hits the floor.

King: Good move Tobey.
JR: What a coward.

JR: Tobey grabs Howitzer and tosses him into the ring.
Tobey follows after Howitzer and with a bleeding Howitzer looking at him Tobey nails him with a swinging neck breaker.

King: OUCH…that had to hurt.

JR: A good move for Tobey Miliken there.

King; A great move for the TV champ right JR.

JR: Whatever.

KING: But the ref is trying to separate them! Why is it that these morons always decide to use foreign objects without distracting the ref first?

JR: I don't know, King, but since these guys wrote a lot more the red is stepping back and letting them go at it!

JR: Tobey is crawling over to the corner where Misty is.
Howitzer is coming after him.

Misty hands something to Tobey.
Howitzer picks Tobey up.
Tobey throws crushed aspirin into the eyes of Howitzer.

*DING DING DING*

JR: Tobey asks Misty for the chair.
Misty slides it into the ring to Tobey.
Tobey starts banging it on the mat.
Howitzer is walking around in a daze.
Tobey is about to nail Howitzer with it.
Tobey is standing in the middle of the ring laughing as Howitzer walks around trying to find Tobey with his eyes closed tightly due to the stinging aspirin.
As Tobey lifts the chair to hit Howitzer the ref grabs a hold of the chair.
Tobey is fussing with the ref over the chair. They both have a hold on it.
Howitzer walks behind the ref.
Tobey as he and the ref are struggling over the chair lets go of it.
The ref falls back and the chair flies over his head and hits Howitzer in the head.
Tobey runs over and grabs Howitzer and hits a DDT on the chair with Howitzer.
Howitzer is out.

King: The ref hit Howitzer with the chair.

JR: He was just trying to do his job. Darn that Tobey Miliken. DARN HIM.

Tobey covers.

KING: The ref is just standing there with a disgusted look on his face! Didn't Tobey know that this was a REGULAR match?

J.R.: Howitzer’s nails him! That full nelson suplex has Tobey right on his back!

(Howitzer walks over to the opposite turnbuckle, pounding on his chest and bellowing.)

CROWD: KICK HIS @$$!!! KICK HIS @$$!!! KICK HIS @$$!!! KICK HIS @$$!!!

J.R.: He’s signaling for the end RIGHT NOW!!

(Tobey staggers to his feet, not quite sure where he is. Just as he walks forward, Howitzer streaks across the ring and hits him full in the face with a running elbow smash.)

J.R.: The elbow smash!! Lights out for Tobey!!

(Howitzer hauls Tobey off the mat and drags him over to the nearest corner. Howitzer sets himself up on the middle turnbuckle, then hoists Tobey over his head in a gorilla press. He holds him there for an impossibly long time for a show of strength. Finally, he drops him to the mat with the BFG.)

J.R.: BFG!! BFG!! BFG!! That’s it!!

(Howitzer slides to the mat and hooks the leg.)

JR: Well, it's time for the tag team title match, but we still don't know who Lowedown's partner is!

KING: JR, have you ever wondered why when people leave the BMWF, other all of a sudden come back?

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

Introducing first...
At a total combined weight of 510 pounds...
The BMWF World Tag Team Champions...
From San Quentin Correctional Facility... weighing in at 240 pounds...
Ash
His partner...
From Sturgis, SD... weighing in at 270 pounds...
Scotty Scott

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scotty walks out with his half of the BMWF World Tag Team titles strapped around his waist. He stands there peering down into the ring through the infamous tattered black towel draped over his head. He steps forward down the ramp way. Suddenly, "Last Resort" by Papa Roach blasts over the PA as Ash walks out. They meet half way down the ramp and walk down together. They step through the ropes and walk to the center of the ring. Scotty stands with his arms folded as Ash holds up his half of the Tag Team titles over his head.)

Ash: My brother Lowe is a great champion. He’s even a former tag team champion. But what he isn’t is any part of the current tag team champion. And unfortunately for him, when this match is over tonight, he still won’t be. You see we’re the lone wolves in a ghost town of a division. Look at the roster, there won’t even be a team listed as competition for us.

Scotty: Ya know... It's been one of those times in life when ya look 'round and see no one really wants ta get in the ring wit us... But who thinks they got the brass ta get in here? Lowedown and Whitey... Man, who would've thunk it. Ya got a wannabe and muh former friend.... Whitey, ya got lucky earlier this year but Lightnin' ain't gonna strike twice. Ya had ta get help from Dreadnaught .... Lowedown last week, I d@mned near broke yer neck.. This week... I'm gonna finish the job...

Ash: You’re witnessing a era. We will no turn over these titles will we want to, and that most definitely is not tonight.

Scotty: There's only one thin' left ta say.... Beat us... If ya's can... Survive... If we let ya's.....

LILLY: Their opponents...
From Phoenix, AZ... weighing in at 255 pounds...
LoweDown

PA:YA FEEL ME?!?

(Suddenly, "Lean Back" by Terror Squad begins to play as Lowedown, Dozer, and Flame make their way from out of the entrance way to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown is sporting
his Family t-shirt as Dozer and Flame are seen carrying steel chains in either hand...)

JR:This doesn't look good!

King:Dozer and Flame are carrying steel chains? Of course it doesn't look good!

JR: I can't believe this!

(The Rock's theme plays as The Great One steps through the curtains and onto the stage.)

(Rock stops on the stage and takes a big whiff of the deafening People's cheers, then heads to the ring.)

LILLY: His partner...
From Miami, Florida... weighing in at 275 pounds...
"The Most Electrifying Man In Sports Entertainment" The Rock

(Once there, Rock climbs into the ring. He goes to the other side of the ring, climbs to the second turnbuckle, raises his fist, then takes another whiff of the People''s cheers. He repeats this in all four corners, then gets ready for the match.)

ROCK: Hold on, jabroni editor! The Rock isn't ready to start the match yet! First, The Rock has to say this...FINALLY...!

JR: There's the bell!
The Rock hits a DDT on Ash.
The crowd erupts.
The Rock goes for a stomp, but Ash rolls out of the way.
The crowd is behind Ash all the way.
Ash whips The Rock into the ropes.
Ash catches The Rock in a chokehold.
Charles Robertson warns Ash to let go.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three, four.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three, four.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three, four.
Charles Robertson threatens Ash with disqualification.
Ash whips The Rock into the ropes.
The Rock hits Ash with a kick.

JR:Lowedown is staring over across the ring at Scotty and Ash and then back at his tag team partner and...

King:And he's thinking how screwed he is right now! HAHAHA!

JR:Lowedown is keeping his distance away from The Rock! He doesn't trust him one bit!

King:I wouldn't either!

JR:Lowedown is ready to lock up with Scotty!

(Lowedown rushes at Scotty and locks up with him in the center of the ring and wastes no time using his power to shove Scotty back. Lowedown doesn't smile as he motions for Scotty to
try him again. As they are about to lock up, Lowedown nails Scotty with a kick to the gut and then delivers a hard right hand. As Lowedown delivers another hard right hand to Scotty, Flame
is seen arguing with The Rock...)

JR:What is going on over there?

King:Flame is shouting as The Rock to not screw her husband over!

(Lowedown scoop slams Scott and then stomps away on the fingers of Scotty. Lowedown picks up Scotty and whips him into a corner and places his boot on Scotty'sthroat. Lowedown continues
to choke out Scotty as the referee makes his way over and begins to count Lowedown out. Lowedown takes a step back and smiles for a moment before placing his boot on the throat of Scotty again...)

JR: Scotty makes a tag to Ash. They whip Lowedown into the ropes.... Double clothesline.

King: They nearly took his head off!!!!

JR: Scotty just spit at The Rock!!!

King: The referee just stopped The Rock from coming into the ring!!!!

JR: Scotty and Ash are stomping a mudhole into Lowedown!!!!

LoweDown and The Rock whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
LoweDown and The Rock hit Scotty Scott with a double flying clothesline.

JR: Scotty has The Rock against the ropes.

King: This is going to be so good.

JR: Scotty turned The Rock and is raking his eyes against the ropes!!!!

King: Scotty is like a madman in the ring.

JR: Scotty is asking the referee the time remaining.

KIng: And this ref is checking?

JR: Scotty has The Rock's throat against the ropes and is choking the life out of him.

King: The referee has turned around!!!

JR: The referee sees this and is calling for the break!!!!

REF: 1
2
3
4

JR: Scotty breaks!!!!

King: Scotty is going to break his neck.

JR: Scotty is now biting the forehead of The Rock.

King: Look at the blood flow!!!!

JR: Scotty has that d@mned sadistic smile again!!!

King: What is he going to do now?

JR: Scotty is pulling at the corners of The Rock's mouth!!

The Rock goes for a clothesline, but Scotty Scott counters it with a crucifix.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.

Ash takes The Rock down with an elbowsmash.
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ash hits The Rock with a kick.
Ash goes for a roundhouse right, but The Rock counters it with a punch.
Ash re-reverses it.
Ash hits The Rock with an elbowsmash.
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ash hits The Rock with a clothesline.
Ash uses a bodyslam on The Rock.
Ash gives the sign for the Lethal Injection.
Ash executes the Lethal Injection on The Rock.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, LoweDown makes the save.
The Rock executes a snap mare on Ash.
The Rock is going for the pin.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The Rock takes Ash down with a low blow.

(Lowedown whips Scotty across the ring and bursts right out of the corner behind and catches him with a vicious clothesline. Lowedown delivers a hard european uppercut to the chin of
Scotty and then delivers a knife edge chop. Lowedown follows up with a hard right hand and then "paints the picture" before delivering another hard european uppercut...)

JR:Lowedown is still very cautious with The Rock as he looks his way!

King:I still think something is going to happen with him!

(Lowedown whips Scotty into the ropes and catches him with a high dropkick right on the chin. Lowedown pops back up onto his feet and looks out to the crowd and flips off his own brother
before he looks down atthe mat as he drops a hard elbow right into the chest of Scotty. Lowedown rises back up and delivers another hard elbowsmash to the chest of Scotty as the crowd watches on
and begins chanting for Lowedown...)

JR: All four men are in the ring now!!!!

King: Let me guess JR. Business is about to pick up!!!

JR: You're right King. LETHAL INJECTION ON LOWEDOWN!!!!! SCOTTAMISSION ON The Rock!!!!

King: Scotty and Ash to their feet what’s going on.

(Ash and Scotty have Lowedown and The Rock in the middle of the ring and they signal for their finishers.)

JR: THEY’VE SWITCHED FINISHERS!!! THESE TWO ARE ADDING INSULT TO INJURY. AN ASHMISSION ON LOWEDOWN!!! A STURGIS INJECTION ON The Rock!!!

King: Shouldn't they have to pay TP for that?

JR: Ash and Scotty going for the pins.

(Ref counts.)

(Lowedown throws Scotty over the top rope and watches him crash to the floor. Lowedown suddenly rushes over and delivers a hard forearm shot to his half brother Ash and watches him fall to the
floor. Lowedown slides out of the ring and follows out after him. Lowedown nails Ash with a double axe handle that sends him against the steel steps. Lowedown continues to attack Ash while looking
his own shoulder before spinning around and nailing Scotty with a short arm clothesline. Lowedown picks up Ash and drives him down on top of the steel steps with a scoop slam...)

JR:GOOD LORD! Did you just see what Lowedown did to his own brother?

King:I think he is calling him his half brother or something! That does look painful!

(Lowedown throws Scotty back into the ring and follows in after him...)

LoweDown executes a Gorilla Press on Scotty Scott.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown executes a spinebuster on Scotty Scott.
LoweDown smacks Scotty Scott with a devastating short clothesline .
The crowd is giving LoweDown a standing ovation.
LoweDown uses a spear on Scotty Scott.
LoweDown hits Scotty Scott with a DDT.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown takes Scotty Scott down with a boot to face.
LoweDown throws Scotty Scott into the turnbuckle.
LoweDown charges in with a shoulderblock.
LoweDown hits a spear on Scotty Scott.
LoweDown goes for a short clothesline, but Scotty Scott ducks out of the way.
Scotty Scott goes for a hammerlock, but LoweDown reverses it.
LoweDown chops Scotty Scott.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.

LoweDown chops Scotty Scott.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
LoweDown whips Scotty Scott into the ropes, but Scotty Scott reverses it.

The Rock goes for a DDT, but Ash counters it with a backdrop.
Ash whips The Rock into the ropes.
The Rock executes the Rock Bottom on Ash.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for The Rock.

JR: The Rock executes the People's Elbow on Ash.
The Rock goes for the pin.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd erupts.

*DING DING*

LILLY: This contest is the Title Unification Match--Winner gets to choose which title survives.

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by The Embalmer and Francine...
Fighting out of Short Hills, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
Ravven

("Come Out and Play" by Offspring blares over the P.A. As the lights go all around the building out from the curtains and onto the stage steps Ravven. He is greeted with a mixed reaction from the crowd, mostly boos. Francine steps out gets a major league crowd pop. Ravven does the crucifix with his arms but gets booed by the crowd. Embalmer comes to the stage as well. They walk to the ring. Once there, Ravven rolls under the ropes, stands up and gives the crucifix sign. Francine enters between the second and top ropes revealing her skimpy panties as she does so. Ravven sits down in the corner. The music stops and the lights come up.)

RAVVEN: Look at this! (He holds up the LH title) What about me? Hey,Bruiser, what about me?! What about Ravven, Bruiser?! (He jumps up.) What about me?! I spent three years in a carnival freak show waiting for my chance at fame...my chance at fortune...my chance at a title. I had to wrestle in barbed wire! I had to put people through tables! I even have a better win-loss ration than 75% of these so-called superstars! And what do I get for all of my Pain..my suffering? A short-lived reign of the lowest ranking title belt next to the Women's title! Now, you're going to try and take this from me by having me face 3 people in one match?

Obviously, I am not very popular with the suits here in the BMWF and it's no secret that Ravven is considered a misfit and a freak. So I guess the powers that be decided, lets have Master Z wrestle Ravven tonight. I guess they figure someone's bound to get hurt. Someone's bound to be put out of the sport. Well I'll wrestle Master Z tonight...and Hardcore Harry...and Ezekiel... but as everyone knows it's under Ravven's rules and there will be only one winner and that's me...Ravven. Quote the Ravven...nevermore!

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Parts Unknown...
Weighing in at 242 pounds...

The BMWF All-American Champion...
Ezekiel

P.A: THE TRUTH – THE LIGHT – THE FUTURE

(Suddenly flash flares erupt from the ringposts, and ‘In the Shadows’ by The Rasmus starts to play on the P.A. – Ezekiel makes his way down to the ring in a black hooded cloak. In one hand he carries the chair, and in the other an ominous looking duffel bag)

CROWD: SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT!

P.A: No sleep – No sleep until I’m done with finding the answer…

(The flares continue to burn as he makes his way around the ring. Stopping by the timekeeper’s table he sets the chair up and places the duffel bag on it.)

P.A: I been watching - I been waiting - in the shadows for my time - I been searching - I been living - for tomorrows all my life…

(Ezekiel climbs into the ring and stands in the centre. The cloak drops to the ground revealing him in a black leather kilt and black boots.)

JR: Ezekiel coming into this match, only two weeks after securing the All American title at Wheel of Destruction.

King: Well this may go down as one of the shortest title reigns in history!

JR: This is surely going to be the toughest test of his career here in the BMWF. Also a great opportunity to make people take notice.

King: Let’s just hope he doesn’t get an embarrassing beating!

LILLY: Their opponent...
Hailing from Jacksonville, NC...
Weighing in at 256 pounds...

The BMWF Intercontinental Champion...
Hardcore Harry

(A darkened green glow falls upon the arena as "Back Up" by 12 Stones blares
over the PA system and Extreme Hardcore Entertainment flashes across the
bruisertron. After a few seconds Hardcore Harry comes walking out onto the
entranceway with a smirk on his face and the BMWF Intercontinental
Championship around his waist. Harry struts down to the ring in a cocky
manner patting his title a bit and taunting to the crowd. Harry slides into
the ring and calls for a microphone)

Harry: Wow, can you feel the excitement in the air tonight? I mean you can
just feel all of the emotion and importance of this next match up coming to
a head right here, right now. Folks do you know just how lucky you are
tonight?

(The crowd pauses not sure how to react)

Harry: I mean tonight you are about to witness four men lock up fighting for
something so important and so precise it will almost be world championship
quality. Well hell, you have the World Champion himself in this match up
bringing in the BMWF United States Title! You have Ezekiel bringing in the
All American Title, you also have Ravven bringing in the Light Heavyweight
Title, and most importantly you have myself walking into tonight's match up
with the BMWF Intercontinental Title!

(The crowd boos at the cocky tone Harry uses)

Harry: I was really looking forward to this match until I saw The Judge
dropped the title to none other than Ravven. Ravven I know you have been
here for a hell of a long time but you will never build up a career such as
I have so basically you are eliminated from this equation!

(Harry smiles then goes on)

Harry: Ezekiel, you and myself have just got done settling our differences
over this very title I am still holding. Congratulations on going off and
snatches another title so soon, good job. Yeah, good job alright, but I am
sorry a good job just isn't going to cut it tonight my friend. I know every
one of your weaknesses, I know everyone of your strengths, face it, you have
been measured and you will not win!

(The crowd boos)

Harry: Then we have the current World Champion, Master Z. Z and I have been
off and on but tonight I will not hold back. A friend, maybe but tonight I
will pull out all the stops to win this match! Z don't take it personal when
I take you to the woodshed and back with these other two city boys!

(Harry pulls his title from around his waist and places it onto the top
turnbuckle)

Harry: Four men and four titles will come into this match and only one man
will walk out with whichever title. The other three will retire and remain
dormant until further notice, but don't worry folks this Intercontinental
Championship is going nowhere! After I win I will chose this title to keep
all of it's past champions names alive.

(Harry smiles as his touches his title)

Harry: I know after I win tonight I will have a huge target on my chest, as
well as my back but you know what? I'm cool with that, I have never backed
down from a challenge before so after I win tonight let the games begin
boys!!!

LILLY: Their opponent...
From Cleveland, Ohio...
Weighing in at 288 pounds...

The BMWF World Champion... the BMWF U.S. Champion...
"The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z

("Victory" blasted throughout the arena. Master Z emerged from behind the curtain holding his World and US Titles over his right forearm. He stopped at the top of the ramp and took off his shades.)

JR: Master Z looks ready for this battle tonight, foks!

KING: A double champion is always prepared! Look at all the gold he's carrying!

(Master Z struts down to the ring and enters between the second and third rope. He takes a few moments to harass his opponents before calling for a microphone.)

Master Z: All of you should be on your knees! You are standing in the presence of excellence! You are standing in the ring with your world champion, Master Z!

(The crowd boos)

Master Z: All of you have such high hopes tonight of coming out of this matchup with a championship belt! I have no hopes for this match though. Wanna know why? This world championship belt is staying around my waist tonight and for a long time to come! Nothing any of you can do will stop my reign!

JR: What is Master Z doing? He's fumbling around in his pocket for something!

KING: Maybe he needs a tic-tac!

(Master Z gets to his feet with brass glimmering from his fist!

JR: OH NO! Get in there ref!

(Master Z starts swinging the brass knuckles around.)

*CRACK*

JR: Hardcore Harry goes down hard!

*CRACK* *CRACK*

JR: Ravven and Ezekiel are laid out!

I don't think the referee knows what happened! He's questioning Master Z!

Wait, what is Master Z doing?

(Master Z laughs and pushes the referee out of his way. Z continues to walk over to his corner where he picks up his world championship belt!)

JR: Is Master Z going to attack the men with that belt? What's going on!

(Master Z then amazingly exits the ring! He turns his back to the refree who begins to count and raises his arms in victory!)

JR: Master Z has strapped that world belt around his waist and is walking out of here!

KING: What?

JR: Master Z is walking out of this match!

(Master Z disappears behind the curtain as the men in the ring start to come back to their senses.)

KING: Well, I guess when you have the world belt you don't really care about any of those others!

JR: I guess not! Master Z just got counted out! We'll be right back! Don't go away!

JR: The officials decided that there must be a winner here even though Z has forfeited the US title!

Ezekiel goes for an armbar submission, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry hits Ezekiel with a Russian legsweep.
Hardcore Harry executes a German suplex on Ezekiel.
Jack Slone counts: One, shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry takes Ezekiel down with an elbowdrop.
Hardcore Harry whips Ezekiel into the ropes, but Ezekiel reverses it.
Hardcore Harry and Ezekiel get hit with a double clothesline.

JR: All three men brawling in the ring. Hardcore Harry throws Ezekiel outside and follows.

King: YAH!

JR: Hardcore Harry pummelling Ezekiel with lefts and rights. A boot to the gut, and Hardcore Harry throws Ezekiel into the steel steps.

King: Zeke should quit now!

JR: Hardcore Harry follows in, DROP TOE HOLD, that came out of nowhere. Hardcore Harry’s head cracked off those steel steps. Ezekiel has got an Achilles Stretch locked in now.

King: A lucky break for Zeke there.

JR: A well timed move taking Hardcore Harry unawares. Ezekiel rolls Hardcore Harry back into the ring and follows. It seems Ezekiel feels he has a better chance if he keeps this one in the ring.

Hardcore Harry nails Ezekiel with a Northern Lights suplex.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Hardcore Harry talks trash to the crowd.
Numerous fans are using Hardcore Harry for target practice.
Hardcore Harry goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Ezekiel counters it with
a facerake.
Ezekiel chops Hardcore Harry.
Ezekiel hits Hardcore Harry.
Ezekiel hits Hardcore Harry with a drop toehold.
Ezekiel hits a left hook on Hardcore Harry.
Ezekiel takes Hardcore Harry down with a drop toehold.
Ezekiel goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry hits Ezekiel with an atomic drop.
Hardcore Harry hits Ezekiel with an atomic drop.

(Ezekiel goes for a superkick to Harry but Harry catches his foot and spins
him around. Harry then gives Ezekiel a kick to the gut bending him over.
Harry grabs Ezekiel and thrusts his head between his legs signaling for the
end!)

JR: Harry has Ezekiel right where he wants him!

KING: Wait! Ravven is back up onto the ring apron!

(Harry quickly moves away from Ezekiel delivering a big boot to the face of
Ravven sending him down to the floor. Harry then sets Ezekiel up once
again. Harry then flips Ezekiel up into the air, extends him a few extra
feet then brings him crashing down onto the mat with a sickening thud!

JR: Hardcore Harry goes for the Sky High, but Ezekiel blocks it.
Ezekiel goes for a bulldog, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry throws Ezekiel out of the ring.
Hardcore Harry goes through the ropes.
Hardcore Harry throws Ezekiel into the guardrail.
Hardcore Harry executes a German suplex on Ezekiel.
Hardcore Harry knocks Ezekiel into the ringpost.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Hardcore Harry takes Ezekiel down with a German suplex.

Hardcore Harry shoves Ezekiel into the guardrail.
Hardcore Harry reenters the ring.
Ezekiel rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Hardcore Harry takes Ezekiel down with a choke slam.

KING: Oh, yeah. Harry bought a license from Darklord and can do that to skinny guys!

JR: Hardcore Harry hits Ezekiel with a Russian legsweep.
Hardcore Harry uses a German suplex on Ezekiel.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, in the ropes...

JR: Ezekiel has Harry in the corner. These two meeting again for the first time after their hellacious match back at Fallout. Can Harry pull off the victory again?

King: He’s my favourite!

JR: Ezekiel with some well placed punches on Harry, boot to the gut, looking for the Bona Fide!!!

HARRY REVERSES! BACKBODY DROP TO THE OUTSIDE! No, but Ezekiel lands on the apron. Ezekiel up to the top rope, Harry turns, BIG BODYSPLASH into a cover – Harry rolls through, Ezekiel’s shoulders down

Referee: One… Two… T – SHOULDER UP!

King: How close can you get!?

JR: Both men to their feet, Harry swings a punch, misses, pin in the belly suplex, Ezekiel drives Harry into the canvas.

JR: Ezekiel down! A cheap shot to the back by Ravven. Ravven picks Ezekiel up with Hardcore Harry hits a double suplex.

King: Teaming up on Zeke!

JR: Ravven holding Ezekiel for Hardcore Harry. Here comes a big lariat from Hardcore Harry, he’s going to take this young man’s head off!

NO! Ezekiel ducks, Ravven sent spiralling from the ring!

Hardcore Harry connected with the wrong man… INQUISITION! Ezekiel has won this one, a shock victory here tonight!

Referee: One… Two…

King: YAH!!! Harry’s broke the count!

JR: Harry looking for the Hardcore Hell on Ezekiel. Ezekiel up, ARMBAR! Ezekiel reversed the Hardcore Hell. He knows the devastation that move can cause from their match at Fallout. Ezekiel has locked a guillotine choke in!!! Harry desperately straining for the ropes, but he’s going nowhere! This could be it!

No! Ravven is back in there!

JR: All three men back in the ring. No alliances now, its every man for himself. This is where conditioning pays off.

This is turning into a pier 6 brawl. Ezekiel takes Ravven down with a modified armbar. Ezekiel putting pressure on the elbow and shoulder.

Harry breaks the hold, Ravven rolls outside.

INQUISITION on Hardcore Harry! Ezekiel with a great chance, he goes to pin Hardcore Harry… no! He’s rolled on top of Harry…

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

*DING DING*

(All of a sudden "Survival of the Sickest" by Saliva blasts over the PA
system as The "New" Union comes up across the bruisertron. Shane Perish
comes walking down to the ring to congratulate his partner Hardcore Harry.
Shane slides into the ring and shakes Harry's hand and exchanges a few words
with him as he pats Harry on the back. Shane then takes the microphone from
Harry)

Shane: My man you did it and as you said it's time for a party! And what a
party I have set up for you tonight! Bring it all out guys!

(With that said three men dressed as butlers come pushing out these large
carts full of ice with champagne under the ice! Then behind them come four
drop dead gorgeous ladies. The crowd gets all fired up and start whistling
for them as they make their way to the ring)

KING: Look, PUPPIES JR!

JR: How long has it been since you seen them? Before the show started?

(Shane opens the ropes and the ladies come into the ring. Shane then grabs
six bottles of champagne and hand Harry and each lady a bottle. All six of
them pop the corks on their bottles and the white foam goes flying
everywhere. All of a sudden confetti starts falling from the ceiling in all
different colors surrounding the ring!)

KING: Wow, can you believe this JR?

(Harry has a huge smile on his face as Shane starts talking to the girls
around them)

Harry: Shane you truly are the man! I think this whole thing is awesome but
we are missing just one little thing!

(Shane looks at Harry confused)

Harry: The look on Lowedown's face! Someone get a camera up backstage on
Lowedown somewhere.

(After a few seconds the bruisertron lightens up to show Lowedown sitting on
a couch in the back watching everything that is going on, on the television)

Harry: Lowedown, it truly is a shame you can't be have a great time like we
are tonight but not all are that fortunate! I am a nice guy so I figured I
would bring a little bit of the party to you!

(The camera closes in on Lowedown's face which shows confusion when all of a
sudden a masked man comes running into the room and cracks Lowedown over the
head with a steel chair!!!)

JR: What the.

(The masked man picks Lowedown up...

KING: HA HA! They should have known better that this masked man's attack would backfire!

ROCK (looks at Flame): Damn, baby! You look fiiine!! What in the blue hell is this? The Rock came in here to give Lowedown the Rock's tag title belt to give to a partner of his choice, but now the Rock sees Lowedown and two jabronies beating down some roody poo masked monkey nipple.

ROCK: What's the matter with you, llama anus? are you so ugly that you have to go around wearing a jock strap on your face? Let the rock take a look at you!

ROCK: YAHHH! NO! Put it back on! (Turns to Flame) Don't worry, baby! The Rock knows you've seen worse things like Lowedown's strudel..if ya smell what the Rock's cookin'!

(He leaves, Flame follows him to the door and walks out with him. He walks off as Flame stares at him in desire, but you can here a commotion in the background. Flame turns her attention back to the men in the room and gasps.)

(Lowedown lies face down on the cold hard cement with blood coming from his head. The others are laid out as well. Master Z stands above Lowedown holding a chair in one arm.)

Master Z: You sad man! You come here tonight and try to pick a fight with me? Don't you understand that you're no longer number one?

(Just as Master Z steps closer, Lowedown jumps up and trips him. Master Z falls to his back dropping the chair with a loud clank.)

(Lowedown throws a couple of punches hitting the surprised Master Z in the face!)

*CRACK*

(Master Z drops Lowedown with a brass knuckle shot to the jaw! Master Z rolls Lowe onto his back and jumps on him. Lowedown still has some fight left in him! The two men are rolling around exchanging blows as security hits the scene.)

Master Z: Comeone Lowedown! Stop hiding behind security!

(Security pushes Lowedown and Master Z further and further apart. Once Master Z realizes that he can't get to Lowedown he lets up. Master Z picks up his title belt off the floor and drapes it over his shoulder which is smeared with the blood of Lowedown.)

Master Z: I'll see you next week!

KING: YAHHHH!

(The camera zooms in on the ice cold stare of Lowedown as we fade to black......)


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