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

Date : 3/12/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Riverside Centroplex Baton Rouge Louisiana

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

(Suddenly, "Because of You" by Nickelback begins to play as Lowedown and Flame make their way out of the entrance way to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown begins to walk forward towards the ring as Flame taps him on the shoulder. Lowedown looks over his shoulder as Flame ducks to his other side and acts like she didn't do anything. Lowedown continues to walk as Flame taps him on the shoulder again as Lowedown looks over his other shoulder as she looks away. Lowedown finally stops and removes his jacket to reveal a t-shirt that reads...)

Front side:I always feel like...

Back side:Somebody's watching me!

(As Lowedown spins around, "Somebody's watching me" by Rockwell takes over Lowedown's previous music. Lowedown walks around the ring and looks under the ring for a moment. Lowedown then slides into the ring and asks to cut the music. Lowedown asks for a microphone and looks around at the crowd...)

Lowedown:Before I rmable incessantly, let me say something to my secret admirer. KISS MY @$$! I don't have time to waste on your sorry @$$ when I have Master Z to make my personal BLEEP! Do yourself a favor for me would ya? Grow a pair and see me when you're old enough to step in the ring son! Move on? You're right!

(Lowedown waves to the camera and then continues...)

Lowedown:So here we sit in Baton Rouge right? We stand right dead center in the middle of the Riverside Centroplex getting ready for a triple threat match between Hardcore Harry...

(Crowd boos...)

Lowedown:Pain...

(Crowd boos even louder than before...)

Lowedown:And some other guy that I just can't seem to remember his name. What's his name people?

(Lowedown pauses as he extends the microphone out towards the crowd as they begin to chant out his name. The crowd seems to be getting louder and louder as Lowedown begins to walk around the ring holding the microphone out. Finally, he pulls it back towards him...)

Lowedown:Oh yes! I completely forgot. In all my anger towards our fluke of a World champion, I forgot I was the third participant in this match. How silly of me!

(Lowedown playfully smacks himself on the forehead...)

Lowedown:It appears to be chalked full of flukes here tonight in Baton Rouge! We have Hardcore Harry who puts up the fight of a hooker getting a handout! We have Pain who already knows what can happen to someone who truly BLEEPS me off! Both men I'm sure will have great careers sometime in the future. The only problem is that since both of these men are in my way from my destiny. My destiny to become the 5 time World Heavyweight champion and ending the career of the legendary Master Z! Ya feel me?

Crowd:HELL YEAH!

Lowedown:Tonight, I handle my business the only way I know how my peeps! My way simply put...is "Lowedown and Dirty!" Any other way just seems so...Witherspoonish don't you think?

(The crowd begins to chant "SPOON SUCKS!" as Lowedown removes one shirt to show another t-shirt that reads, "Who the hell is Witherspoon anyways?" and looks at it proudly. Lowedown then tosses the shirt out to the crowd...)

Lowedown:Before I go any further, I want to let you know something Witherspoon and I want you to listen real closely because everyone in the back knows just how much I love to repeat myself when it comes to my speeches.

(Pause)

Lowedown:I don't know you. I don't like you. And as of this very second, I'm all over you son. I admire someone who can speak their mind as long as they know when and where to speak their mind. You skipped taking the time to establish yourself as somewhat of a competitor and went right up to a no talent, jabberjaw smackin', sonofableep and that I can't stand! I am one of the biggest d@mn things in this sport and you had better learn the pecking order lil' man or I will have to show you exactly what I'm all about!

(Pause)

Lowedown:You're not stepping up against some run of the mill wrestler boy! You're stepping into the Lion's Den and as you and the rest of the boys in the back know...I'M ALWAYS HUNGRY! I'm always hungry for a fight and I'm always hungry to dismantle some punk who runs his mouth! You will meet me in the ring soon Witherspoon and that is a promise I will keep! The only question I have left for you is this...

(Lowedown leans against the ropes looking towards the Bruisertron...)

Lowedown:Are you going to be able to handle this? I don't think you will be able to. That is the Lowedown on that!

(Lowedown pauses as he listens to the crowd chanting his name again. Lowedown bounces off the ropes as he speaks again...)

Lowedown:Now, we come to the man who got a "cast"ing call courtesy of yours truly...Master Z!

(Crowd boos at the sound of Master Z's name and Lowedown pops his neck and smirks...)

Lowedown:Let's cut right to the chase shall we? I buried him and he buried me. But now we have a new dilemna and it's right here.

(Lowedown looks down at the cast on his right arm and then back at the camera...)

Lowedown:When you re-injured my Z by smashing it over and over again with that coffin lid, you did damage my arm pretty good. The only problem is that you should have kept going. You should have continued breaking more bones! You should have snapped every d@mn bone in my body because this arm has already begun to heal. And each time I think of that lid slamming down on my arm, my blood begin to boil. My blood begin to get hotter and hotter. The rage deep within my soul slowly began to awaken and when I finally freed from the coffin. I saw...you. I saw only you and the hatred that makes the crimson river of blood in my body burn like fire!

(Pause)

Lowedown:And then it hit me! Bruisermania is the end of Master Z and the only way I can think of to end it all is to make it a match of mass destruction! Stone Cold Bruiser! This is my request to you! I want Master Z versus Lowedown at Bruisermania...in an INFERNO CASKET MATCH!!!

(Lowedown suddenly begins to laugh under his breath as he points towards the Bruisertron to show a coffin in the middle of the parking lot. Lowedown smiles as he watches a few of the bWo security spraying lighter fluid all over the coffin...)

Lowedown:Just think of it Z! Not only will I slam that coffin shut down on you and bury you once again. This time, I will in the words of Busta Rhymes...LIGHT YOUR @$$ ON FIRE!

(One of the bWo security tosses a match onto the coffin and watches it burst into the flames. The flames continue to burn on as Lowedown keeps his eyes on the Bruisertron...)

Lowedown:At Bruisermania, you will burn and I will become the...

FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!
FIVE TIME!

World Heavyweight champion! I will bring the title back to the bWo and I will give these peeps of mine a champion to be proud of! That is the Lowedown on that! Ya feel me?

Crowd:HELL YEAH!

Lowedown:YA FEEL ME?!?

Crowd:HELL YEAH!

(Lowedown is about to speak again, but stops before he is about to bring the crowd in one more time...)

Lowedown:Out of respect for Eco-System, I'll save the last one for later!

("Because of You" begins to play again as Lowedown and Flame slide out of the ring and make their way through the crowd...)

fade...

(The parking lot of the Riverside Centroplex is shown on the Bruiser-tron. A black 1969 Corvette Stingray pulls into the parking lot. The top is down and loud music can be heard. The camera pans down to the license plate, which reads “Thug”. The camera pans up the driver’s side and Dreadnaught steps out. He looks straight into the camera and smiles before looking down at the US title on his shoulder.)

Dreadnaught: Tonight, we have another opponent, and another victory, and when it comes to Bruiermania, Scotty will be my (BLEEP)!

(The fans cheer as Dreadnaught walks off and the camera follows him.)

(Michael Bole walks into a locker room, and Witherspoon is there, sitting on a folding chair playing Nintendo. The old Mario theme sings out from the TV screen he is looking at. He has a bottle of Leininkugels Honey Weis sitting on a table next to him, and a smoking cigarette in his left hand. He glances over at Michael Bole)

Witherspoon: Don’t you people knock?

Bole: I’m here for an interview.

(Witherspoon takes a drag on his cigarette and motions at the TV.)

Witherspoon: Can’t you see that I’m busy?

Bole: It will only take a minute, I swear.

(Witherspoon sighs and pauses his game, setting the controller on the table next to him.)

Witherspoon: Alright, hurry up though.

Bole: Alright, well your first week in the BMWF has been a most successful one. How does that make you feel?

Witherspoon: Well, wins are always nice, but I’m not exactly proud.

Bole: What do you mean?

Witherspoon: I mean, sure every match I’ve been in, my opponents tapped out, but I have been facing Jobbers. Their purpose in life is to loose. Do you get what I’m saying Bole?

Bole: Umm, I think so. Next question, after your brutal attack on Tobey, you said you had no issues with him. Why did you attack him?

Witherspoon: Well, I really don’t have any personal problems with Miliken. I’m probably the only person in this whole fed that can say that. I attacked him cause, hell, 50 grand can buy you a lot of stuff.

Bole: You also talked about living in a hole in the ground. Is this true?

Witherspoon: I live in an efficiency apartment in the ghetto. It is, essentially, a glorified hole in the ground.

Bole: And why did you dress up as a woman?

(Witherspoon rolls his eyes)

Witherspoon: I didn’t. I put on a blonde long haired wig, and I used a pair of Mannequin legs. Does that make me a cross dresser?

Bole: Uhhh, I guess not...

Witherspoon: Any other questions?

Bole: Umm…

Witherspoon: The answer is no, Bole.

Bole: No?

Witherspoon: That’s a good boy. Now get out!

(Michael Bole quickly walks out of the room as Witherspoon continues playing Mario. The camera fades to black)

(The scene fades in the parking lot area of the Riverside Centroplex where a series of loud bangs go off followed by a buzzing sound which begins to get louder. The source of the sound is an olive green 1974 Dodge Dart Custom coming around the corner, and as it gets closer the camerman gets a good view of the vehicle. It has multiple scratches which are noticeable, a few dents on the sides of the doors and the rear end of the vehicle, and there is terrible rust all over the car and chipping of paint. The car pulls into the nearest parking space and the engine is shut off followed by a bang coming from the exhaust where a plume of black smoke travels into the air.)

(The driver's door is swung open and Axe steps out looking around before locking the door and going to the trunk. Inside the car is not much better some may say it is worse as it has multiple rips, tears and holes in the seats where duct tape is used to seal. The dashboard is cracked in some places and generally looks like the car from hell! Axe unlocks the trunk and it slowly creaks open he grabs his duffel bag and closes it again locking the car up and heads into the arena as the scene fades out.)

Mike D: Alright, focus time, focus time. I have to get back into the groove of things geesh. Two losses to jobbers man. (Mike's punching into the air and then stretching his arms. He hops on one foot then hops on the other while breathing deeply.)

Mike D: Can't let this little freak beat me this week, oh no. It's getting too close to actual crunch time. It's getting to close to when the machine has to be well oiled and running smoothly. (He stops and then lets out a deep sigh, of relief.)

Mike D: (Mike nods to the direction the voice came from.) I gotta wake up my head, get this old body working again. If I get made fun of my Scott again I'll cry. (Mike smiles at himself.) Also Mr. Spoon has been sporting too happy a grin in the locker room, I can't let that little punk one up me. Ohhh no. Let's do this. (With that Mike takes a drink of water and listens for his entrance music to start up.)

Mike Donahue defeated Little Geeko by disqualification in 0:11:52.
Rating: -1/2*

(Axe is seen inside his locker room taping his hands as the crowd boos terribly. There is a knock at the door but Axe ignores it and continues getting ready for his match. Then a voice is heard outside along with continous knocking.)

Bole: Axe! It's Michael Bole I was wondering if I could interview you quick?

(Axe sighs and reluctant at first finally decides to open the door and let him inside. Bole stands next to Axe and the interview begins almost immediately.)

Bole: Axe this past Monday you were able to beat Too Bold Stupido but what are your thoughts going up against Scott Driggs tonight?

(Axe slowly turns his head and looks at Bole as there is awkward silence. Bole goes to speak again but Axe manages to answer before he does.)

Axe: Bole if we were to talk about my thoughts we would be here all night. I have many thoughts that run through my mind, in fact they torment me and break me down as an individual. However they can sometimes become my best weapon and strong ally. Because the only thoughts that seem to be going on in my mind at this present time is defeating Scott Driggs any way I can and walking out the victor...you see Michael I was considered a loser if I didn't win whether it was baseball, football if I didn't bring a trophy then my grandfather labelled me a loser, or simpler things like board games if I didn't win I was a loser...well tonight I am going to prove everybody wrong tonight I am coming out a winner!

Bole: Now A-

Axe: We're done now Bole you can leave.

(Bole exits the locker room but makes one last comment.)

Bole: Thanks for the inter-

(Axe slams the door in his face as the scene cuts out.)

("Releasing the Demons" By Godsmack hits the PA system and Asylum coems out from behind the curtain with. He walks to the ring and rolls in. Asylum walks to a turnbuckle and taunts to the crowd. Asylum catches a mic thats thrown to him.)

Asylum: On monday night I came back to the BMWF and laid waste to the Eco-System. I nailed both Inferno and Mineral with Steel chair shots. But the question is why did I do it? Why you ask. Why the Hell not? Those two are weaklings that don't deserve those titles. Thats why my mystery partner and I are going to take them away at Bruisermania. Well I'm going to make an example out Ravven tonight so that Inferno can see what's coming for him on Beldam. So I say at Bruisermania I will walk out victorious against the Eco-System. Inferno Mineral You're worlds about ton get polluted.

PA: FEED MY… FRANKENSTIEN!

(Alice Cooper’s “Feed my Frankenstein” screams from the speakers around the arena as green pyros shoot up from the stage. Witherspoon walks onto the middle of the stage and cracks his neck. He runs down the ramps and slides into the ring.)

PA: I’m a hungry man, but I don’t want pizza,

I’ll blow down your house and then I’m gonna eat ya!

(He rises up onto one knee and runs his hand over his buzzed hair. He rolls his neck and jumps to his feet. He climbs onto each turnbuckle and hits his chest once with his fist)

(mid match)

(Witherspoon hits a haymaker on Larry Flynn and then throws him at the ropes, hiting a big boot to the face as Larry rebounds. He puts his boot down on Larry’s throat and the ref begins the count. Witherspoon leaves his boot on Larry’s neck for 6 seconds as the crowd boos. The ref yells at Witherspoon for not following the count.)

(End of match)

(Witherspoon slams Larry into the corner, and then thrusts his shoulder hard into his midsection. Larry stumbles towards the middle of the ring, and then Witherspoon grabs him in Binned. Larry taps out after 13 seconds. Witherspoon lets him fall to the mat as he cracks his neck and screams “Whoo-a!” amongst the crowds loud booing.)

(After the match...)

(Flame strutted out of the entrance way and spoke towards Witherspoon in the ring. Flame blew a kiss to her fans as she pointed to him...)

Flame:You seem to be someone who likes to speak when they should be shutting their pieholes Spoon! You upset my husband when he is getting ready for the biggest match up of his career at Bruisermania! What the hell is your malfunction punk?!?

(Flame pulls the hair from her eyes and then is about to speak again. From behind, Lowedown came from out of the crowd and stood behind Withersppon. Lowedown then unveiled the cast on his arm and drove it against the back of Witherspoon's skull. Lowedown watched Witherspoon fall to the mat. Lowedown then picked up Witherspoon off of the mat and throws him into the corner. Lowedown pressed his cast against the throat. Lowedown slammed his knee repeatedly into the ribs of Witherspoon before he threw him back down onto the mat. Lowedown then scoop slammed Witherspoon right in the center of the ring and then made his way up towards the top rope and then signaled for the "Going Down" as he leapt off the rope and caught the cast down on the forehead of Witherspoon. Blood poured from the face of Witherspoon as Lowedown clutched onto his arm and then made his way to the ropes. Lowedown stood up and grabbed the microphone from Flame who made her way down to ringside...)

Lowedown:Witherspoon...the name is Lowedown! Remember it the next time you stick your nose in my business ya melee mouth sonofableep! Next time, I won't be as polite! YA FEEL ME?!?

Crowd:OH HELL YEAH!

(Lowedown dropped the micropone on the bloodied head of Witherspoon and then walked on the chest of Witherspoon as he exited the ring...)

fade...

(The scene opens in Tyrone and Sarah's locker room. The couple are looking
at tonight's schedule)

Sarah: What is this crap?!

Tyrone: Ain't Ezekiel a book in da Bible?

Sarah: (half-paying attention) Yes. (looks at Tyrone, then the schedule
again) Why the hell am I facing those estrogen-abusers TONIGHT?!

Tyrone: I'm not fightin' no Bible, baby.

Sarah: (sigh) Ezekiel is only a book in the bible, Tyro...

Tyrone: I ain't fightin' not'in' biblical!

Sarah: Baby, I don't really have time for this. I want to know why the hell
I'm stuck in the same two matches over and over and over again.

Tyrone: Because yer a chick........

Sarah: Excuse me......

Tyrone: An' Miliken's too scared to finally put a dress on an' fight his own
kind.....

Sarah: Excuse me......

Tyrone: An'......

Sarah: No, that's enough........

(The lights in the arena go out as a strobe effect begins followed by Nirvana's "Lithium" causing the crowd to immediately boo already aware of whom is about to appear from behind the curtain. Axe steps out dressed in the usual: a pair of denim shorts, an X-Men muscle shirt with his black leather jacket over it, and black Doc Martins carrying his kendo stick. He wastes no time and quickly goes down the rampway and slides underneath the bottom rope removing his jacket and placing his kendo stick underneath one of the far turnbuckles. He then rests his arms on the ropes and waits for his opponent and the bell to sound.)

(Scott Driggs goes to throw Axe into the ropes but gets reversed, as Driggs returns he is driven to the mat with a powerslam. Axe begins to stomp on the chest of Driggs repeatedly showing no sign of remorse. Axe picks Driggs up by his head and executes a Russian legsweep.)

(Axe climbs up on the second turnbuckle and lands an elbow drop on Driggs. Axe waits for Driggs to get to his feet and lines him up for a perfect dropkick sending him over the ropes and to the outside. Axe sends Driggs into the guardrail and begins to repeatedly kicks him in the gut but manages to slide in and out of the ring to break the ten count.)

(Axe rolls Driggs back in the ring and follows inside waiting again for Driggs to get up as he does he is kicked square in the gut causing him to double over and Axe takes advantage executing The Loner's Landing and covering him for the pin.)

(The Bruisertron lights up, with the words “late last night…” written in black script across the white background. The screen goes momentarily black again, and then comes back on, showing Scrappy Joe Tunny in a crowded gambling hall. A neon sign advertising the hall as the “Casino Rouge” is lit in the background. Tunny is standing next to a roulette wheel holding half a glass of Southern Comfort on his right hand. He places a mess of red chips on the number 13, then looks up into the camera.)

Tunny: Lucky number thirteen. Always been good to me.

(Tunny looks around, taking in the atmosphere.)

Tunny: As you can see, I’ve found myself the only place worth anythin’ in this hillbilly town.

(The crowd starts booing as the roulette wheel is spun.)

Tunny: But even as I play here tonight I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my rematch tomorrow night ‘gainst Latino Heat. I beat his sorry @$$ all over Denver at Bedlam, an’ tomorrow night, right here in Baton Rouge, I’m gonna do it again!

(The crowd boos louder as the roulette wheel slows down and then stops.)

Croupier: Thirteen! Lucky number thirteen! We have a winner!

(Tunny smirks as a large number of chips are pushed over toward him, but he stops the croupier before she can remove his chips from number thirteen.)

Tunny: I’m keepin’ ‘em there, Miss! Let’s let ‘em ride!

(Tunny turns back to the camera as others place their bets and the wheel is spun once again.)

Tunny: Heat, ya may think that I can’t beat ya twice. Ya may believe that you’ve got what it takes to get past me this time. But know this, Heat! I’m gonna pulverize ya again! You ain’t got what it takes to take me down! I let ya get away with only a simple 1-2-3 last time – this time you’re gonna submit to the Pain Central!

Croupier: Thirteen again! Unbelievable! The wrestler wins again!

(The croupier begins to transfer all the chips over to Tunny, who smirks and looks up into the camera.)

Tunny: I’m walkin’ away a winner from this casino, Heat, after winnin’ twice in a row. An’ I’m gonna walk away a winner from our match at Live, after beatin’ ya twice in a row!

(The lights in the arena dim to complete darkness. Suddenly a brilliant flash goes off with a thunderous boom. "Releasing the demons" by Godsmakc hits the PA system. Blue strobes start to flash over the crowd and Asylum comes out from behind the curtain wearing balck cargo pants and a dark blue tank top. He runs down the ramp and slides in the ring. Asylum jumps up on the turnbuckle and taunts to the crowd. Pyro explodes into the air off the other turnbuckles.)

(The camera cuts backstage to the Women's locker room where various of the BMWF divas are getting ready for their matches. The camera zooms in on one BMWF diva, who is about to take off her robe, when all of a sudden Judge Moody steps in front of the camera, blocking the crowd's view. The crowd boos as Judge Moody grins.)

Moody: Hey! I am the BMWF Women's Champion, I deserve this TV time, not that blonde bimbo over there! What has she ever done for the BMWF? Absolutely nothing, while I go out there each and every week and entertain all of my fans!

(The crowd boos.)

Moody: Yeah, I know why you all are booing. You must've heard the match Commissioner Rock made for Bruisermania...

(The crowd cheers.)

Moody: At Bruisermania, I have to defend my Women's Championship against Rachel Pitt, Aquatic, and Sarah Lyn in a Whipped Cream with Chocolate Syrup Bra and Panties Hardcore Elimination match!

(The crowd cheers.)

Moody: How narrow-minded The Rock is! Doesn't he realize that the fans aren't that perverted? Doesn't he realize that all the fans really want to see is a good old hardcore match with women showing off their real technical abilities?

(The crowd boos but Judge Moody ignores them.)

Moody: But since I am the Greatest Women's Champion the BMWF has ever seen, I have decided to honor everyone with my presence at Bruisermania in this match. Tonight here on Live will just be a little preview of what's going to happen at Bruisermania, I'm going to walk out the winner and THAT...IS...FINAL!

(Judge Moody walks off and we see the undressing Diva is no longer there. The crowd boos as the camera fades.)

Four Corners Match:
Sarah Lyn defeated Rachel Pitt, Judge Moody, and Aquatic when Sarah pinned Rachel
with the Palimony in 0:06:12.
Rating: **

(Mobb Deep's "Quiet Storm" starts to play as Carlos makes his way down to
the ring wearing a black three piece suit. Carlos slides into the ring and
motions for a mic)

Carlos: I've come out here today because my client,the future LH Champion,
Mafioso wishes to spend as little time as possible here in Louisiana!To tell
you the truth homies I don't see why anybody would want to be here! Anyways
I've been sent here to extend a challenge to the current LH Champion Kolic
and to Ryushi Fujita. Mafioso wants the both of you to see what kind of
competitor he is at Bruisermania! I'll be back out in the middle of this
ring at Bedlam to find out your answers!

FADE

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room, where
"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt, Truck, and Mr.
Clancy R. Beauregarde are sitting around chatting.)

Vernon: .and that's how I think it should go.

Clancy: Well, I think that is one brilliant plan,
Vernon.

Vernon: It's the only way.

Truck: Y'all think it'll work?

Vernon: Of course, Truck! How often do my plans
fail?

Clancy: He has a point there, Truck.

Truck: Well, I'm ready fo' it.

Vernon: I knew you would be.

Clancy: You're awful good t'have around, Truck.
You're always there when we need ya.

Truck: Yeah. Sure.

Vernon: So let's go! Everyone have what they need?

Clancy: Check.

Truck: Check.

Vernon: Alright troops! Roll out!

(They stand up and exit the locker room.)

FADE OUT

("High Voltage" by AC/DC blasts over the PA as Elektroshock makes a hasty enterance in the ring. He looks out to the crowd and gets the crowd started with a "Tobey Sucks" chant.)

Elektroshock: Tobey Miliken... You have shot your mouth off. The leader of the Union was hoping to face you but now I get to instead. It will be my pleasure to show you how defeat to the Union tastes. You have enraged us and the fans. Now it is time for you to reep the spoils of your mouth and defeat at the hands of me.

(Back in Black plays and Tobey walks out to the ring with a smile on his face.)

Tobey: Electroshock, we meet again. THIS TIME ELECTRO SHOCK, I HAVE A PLAN. So come on down that ramp and let's get this party started.

DURING THE MATCH

(Shawn slips a tazer into the ring, and Tobey starts using it on Electroshock. Tobey keeps the tazer hidden in his hand well concealed where it looks like he is only punching Electroshock. Electroshock jumps and yells. Tobey hits him in the face with it and Electorshock goes falling to the floor. Tobey then goes for the Directors Choice.)

AFTER THE MATCH

Tobey: Now Electroshock, you are really a shocking man.

(Cameras go live outside of the Riverside Centroplex to see a Black Viper with white lightning bolts down the sides and a big lightning bolt on the hood pull up to the arena. White Lightning steps out with his signature full white suit and silver sunglasses on. He has a gym bag over his shoulder and the TV Title over the other shoulder. White Lightning begins to walk into the arena when a speeding truck blows right by him. The truck parks a few feet away and out walks Big Kev.)

Kev: Hey, what's up?

White Lightning: Did you see the schedule for tonight?

Kev: No, who they got you facing?

White Lightning: That same suck @$$ loser that got his @$$ kicked on Bedlam

Kev: The copycat?

White Lightning: Yeah, him. Better known as the only person dumb enough to be a fake genius. Then again, he is in Prime Time, and they are all a type of Circus Freak!

Kev: With the biggest one being Vern Vanderbilt

White Lightning: Yeah, Vern is definitely a freak!

Kev: Anyway, we might as well get inside because Baton Rouge smells like BLEEP!

(Both men walk into the arena as the camera fades….)

(The camera pans to Dreadnaught standing next to Michael Bole.)

Bole: Tonight, you face off against one of your friends in the Judge!

Dreadnaught: Yeah, me and the Judge man are cool, but he’s gonna feel all of the Thug tonight! I know everything about that cat. And he is good. I mean, damn good! He can do things in that ring that others are simply amazed at! I know, I scouted him as a member of Deadly Medley! I made him when I put him in the bWo! And now, he and I face each other, right here in the Dirty South!

(Dreadnaught looks right into the camera as the fans cheer.)

Bole: How do you plan to combat his offense?

Dreadnaught: As I said, he is awesome, and most people just sit there and watch his offense. But the Thug has seen it, and been there! I know all about it, and when he tries to fly, I WILL GROUND HIM! I will take him straight to the streets and show him all the people he has found guilty! He will see those faces in my fists that will show him the error of his ways, because tonight, I will be the man against Judge!

Bole: How are you feeling after getting attacked by Scotty on Bedlam?

Dreadnaught: You really want to bring that up, son?

Bole: Well, I am just here to ask questions!

Dreadnaught: Fine, I’ll answer, yeah, I got locked in the Scott-amission, but now that I have seen what he has, I know he can’t hang! He gave me his ultimate move, and only the security saved him from retaliation! He didn’t stop me in any way. Now, think back to No Way In, I gave him one more, and White Lightning pinned him in the middle of the right! See, I can take his punishment, and he can’t take mine! So, how do you think he is going to be able to stand at Bruisermania! And in a Hardcore match, everything is legal! I can beat him all over the ring, and no one will stop me! Dread will unleash fury on that punk. And I will leave with his legacy in blood all over the mat! I came to bring the pain!

(Dreadnaught stares at Bole and then continues to walk down the hall.)

(Michael Bole is standing backstage when Vernon
Vanderbilt, Truck, and Clancy come walking up to him.)

Vernon: Michael! Just the man I wanted to see!

Bole: Me?

Vernon: Yes you! Come with us! We have something to
show you!

Bole: Okay.

Vernon: And bring the camera operator along as well.

Bole: Gotcha.

(They begin to walk down the hallway.)

Bole: So what's going on?

Vernon: Take a wild guess, Michael.

Bole: I'd say you're about to attack somebody.

Truck: Bingo!

Vernon: Shhhhhh!

Bole: White Lightning and Big Kev Nash?

Vernon: Shhhhhh! Clancy, you got the "special
object?"

Clancy: Sho nuff, son!

Vernon: Good. We're almost there.

(Vernon slips on his brass knuckles, as Truck grabs a
chair.)

Vernon: Michael, you and the cameraman lay low, hold
back a bit. We wouldn't want you getting sucked into
the middle of this.

Bole: Gotcha.

(Vernon, Truck, and Clancy go ahead a bit. Vernon
peeks around the corner.)

Vernon: Okay! They're right down there! Bole,
camera guy, come up here so you can get a good shot of
this.

(Bole and the cameraman move in closer.)

Vernon: Ready.set.go!

(Vernon, Truck, and Clancy rush around the corner,
where we see White Lightning and Big Kev with their
backs to us. Vernon runs up and nails White Lightning
in the back of the head with his brass knuckles,
sending him to the ground. At the same time, Truck
smashes the chair over Big Kev's head, dropping him as
well. Clancy is bringing up the rear.)

Vernon: I'll teach you two nincompoops to mess with
the Furnace of Fabulosity!

(Vernon and Truck lay the boots to them as Clancy
watches, smiling.)

Vernon: Alright, now it's time for a little
discipline! Clancy!

Clancy: Here ya go!

(Clancy hands over a huge wooden paddle to Vernon.
It's painted blue, with glitter on it, and it has
several large holes drilled in it.)

Vernon: Truck.

(Truck nods and grabs White Lightning, picking him up
and handing him over to Vernon. Truck then locks Kev
in the Crawdad Claw, momentarily incapacitating him.
Vernon bends White Lightning over his knee and
proceeds to spank him mercilessly with the paddle.
White Lightning howls in pain as Kev writhes under
Truck's grasp. Vernon finishes White Lightning's
spanking, then throws him to the ground.)

Vernon: And you, Big Kev Nash!

(Truck and Vernon switch spots. Truck locks White
Lightning in the claw as Vernon proceeds to give Kev
Nash the same treatment, spanking him extra hard.
Each strike is punctuated with a word from Vernon.)

Vernon:
Don't.you.ever.ever.lay.your.hands.on.me.again.you.dirty.son.of.a.

Clancy: Vernon! We're runnin' outta time! Let's git
movin'!

Vernon: Very well then. Now you two had best stay
the hell away from me! You're not in my league and
you know it! Next time, I won't be so nice!

(Vernon, Truck, and Clancy promptly gather their
things and head out.)

Bole: Another brutal exchange between Vernon
Vanderbilt and White Lightning. Where will this lead?
Will White Lightning and Big Kev seek revenge? Stay
tuned and see, folks!

FADE OUT

Truck defeated William Black by disqualification in 0:08:54.
Rating: *** 1/4

P.A.: BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

(As John Lee Hooker begins to play, truck steps out
onto the ramp, followed by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde.
Truck is not his usual jovial self, and instead has a
look of steely determination on his face. He slowly
raises his fist in the air, then heads down to the
ring, grabbing a mic on his way in.)

Truck: Black! Git yo' scrawny @$$ out here so I can
tear you up!

(Truck drops the mic and stands in the center of the
ring, awaiting his opponent.)

(spots)

(Truck blasts Black with a series of right hands,
staggering him. He takes Black down with a vicious
clothesline, then stands over his fallen opponent.
Truck spits on William Black, then raises his fist in
the air.)

Truck: BOOM BOOM!

(He picks Black up and presses him over his head, then
nonchalantly tosses him over the ropes to the
outside.)

*LATER*

(Truck has Black locked in a bearhug. Black struggles
to break free to no avail. He starts nailing Truck
with some forearms to the head. Finally, Truck lets
go and steps back to shake out the cobwebs. Black
runs at Truck, attempting a clothesline, but Truck
sidesteps him.

(William Black strikes Truck with a series of punches and then Irish Whips Truck into the corner -- but Truck reverses and William Black squashes the referee in the opposite corner. Truck rushes in but EATS BOOT. William Black flies out of the corner with a beautiful looking spinning neckbreaker and then a gutwrench suplex. While Truck and the referee are both down, William Black exits the ring and starts looking under the apron. After 10 seconds, he slides inside the ring with a pair of numchucks. William Black spins the numchucks around in a flashy fashion. Just as Truck starts getting up, Black strikes away with the weapon, eating Truck up like Crumb Cake, hitting him time and time again.

BLAP! BLAP--BLAP! BLAP! BLAP! BLAP! BLAP--BLAP! BLAP--BLAP--BLAP!

The continuous beating leaves Truck collapsed in the corner. The referee slowly comes too, seeing William Black choking Truck down on the mat with the wooden part of the weapon and calls for the Bell. This doesn't stop the mayhem William Black is causing and after a few more cheap shots and some jaw flapping, Black leaves the ring, the damage done.)

(The scene opens in the parking lot outside. The camera pans the lot, showing it full of cars. It stops on Witherspoon standing with a bucket next to “Scrappy” Joe Tunny’s truck. Witherspoon sets the bucket in the bed of the truck, and pulls a slim jim from his pants. He uses it to break into the truck, and then leans into the cab and starts to hot wire the truck.)

Witherspoon: I would just say that I saw an opportunity here that I didn’t want to pass up.

(The car starts up, and Witherspoon climbs into the cab and motions to the camera.)

Witherspoon: Come on, hop in the back, we aren’t going far.

(The camera guy climbs into the back of the truck and kneels down as Witherspoon closes the door. The camera looks into the bucket to see a wet rag at the bottom. Witherspoon drives the truck into an open space in the lot where no cars are parked. He stops and puts the car in park, turning the engine off. He climbs out of the cab as the camera guy jumps over the side of the truck to the ground.)

Witherspoon: I just wanted to say that I am afraid of no one. I don’t really care how much longer you’ve been here then I am. You should never ever disrespect me.

(Witherspoon opens the gas spout and sticks the rag into the hole, wedging it in tight. He flicks open his red Zippo and spins the wheel. Before lighting the rag he looks at the camera.)

Witherspoon: So, knock off the empty threats, ok.

(He sets the rag on fire, and briskly walks away. The camera man runs backwards, keeping the truck in view. The flames travel up the rag and then a split second later the truck explodes in an orange fire ball, raining burning wreckage down on the asphalt. The camera turns as Witherspoon walks by, half his face cast in shadow from the fire light.)

Witherspoon: I’ll be seein ya.

(He blows a kiss at the camera before it fades to black)

Ultimate Guerrero pinned Ryushi Fujita after an inside cradle in 0:05:06.
Rating: *

(Tamer is backstage walking down a hallway. Tamer walks up to the door
labeled “Prime Time”. Loud yelling is audible from the inside. Tamer opens
the door and see’s everyone yelling and screaming.)

Vern: Kolic my mascara does not doble as boot polish!

Inferno: MINERAL! It’s my turn to get ready!

Rachel: I have to get my Makeup on!

Aquatic: Zip it! Prom Queen!

Truck: Why da I always gots ta carry da damn bags!

Clancy: Just calm-

Mineral: Inferno you’re not the boss of me, I’ll take as much darn time as I
need!

Kolic: Vern this is a stable! We’re supposed to share!

(Tamer shakes his head at the pandemonium. Tamer begins to whistle. No one
pays attention truck picks up a bag and throws it at tamer. Tamer just ducks
out of the way.)

Tamer: HEY! SHUT UP!

(Everyone turns to look at Tamer)

Vern: What?

Tamer: What’s going on?

Rachel: What do you mean?

Tamer: You we’re all fighting.

Kolic: This happens every week where have you been?

Tamer: Huh?

Clancy: Do you not notice?

Tamer: Very funny...

(Tamer raises an eyebrow)

Inferno: Yeah man. It’s almost our ritual.

Mineral: Are you okay man?

Aquatic: You losing it?

Tamer: I um...

(Tamer looks very confused.)

Truck: Da ya need a doc?

Clancy: Perhaps we should call the trainer.

Tamer: Um every...

Vern: Yes every week.

Tamer: But it’s always so quite.

Vern: What locker room have you been in?

(Tamer looks very distraught. Tamer shakes his head trying to think.)

Tamer I feel so...

(Tamer rubs his head.)

Vern/Eco-System/Truck/Kolic/Rachel/Clancy: GOTCHA!!!!

Vern: You just got ribbed!!!!

(Tamer shakes his head an laughs.)

Tamer: You little.

(The group laughs and then they all start getting ready as we fade.)

Team Beautiful (Rey Bucanerro and Tazan Boy) defeated Eco-System (Inferno and Mineral) in 0:08:13.
Rating: * 1/4

("We Will Rock You" by Queen bvlasts as Team Beautiful make their way down to the ring. They stop to speak to a few female fans until the referee comes out and reminds them they have a match. They rush into the ring.)

Rey: Eco System... We have done this so many times now it is like old hat.

Tazan: You know us very well...

Rey: And we know you very well.

Tazan: Will we have the upper hand tonight?

Rey: We always do save that Norweignen Ambulance match.

Tazan: I know that think that you are the true champions but we have just yet to begin to fight to get back what is rightfully ours.

Rey: Someday... Somehow... We will be champions once again.

Scotty Scott made Mafioso submit to the Scottmission in 0:07:49.
Rating: *** 1/2

(Quiet Storm by Mobb Deep begins to play as the lights dim down real low and
the Bruisertron lights up to show the words ABOVE THE LAW scroll across the
screen. Mafioso walks down to the ring wearing black Lugz,white sweatpants,
and a white tank top followed by his manager Carlos)

("War Machine" by KISS blasts as Scotty Scott walks out. He looks out towards the crowd. The fans go wild as he begins to walk down to the ring. He steps through the ropes and walks to the center of the ring. He folds his arms as the fans go wild.)

Scotty: Mafioso, Mafioso, Mafioso, ya come out hera thinkin' yer anotha street thug. But much like that otha wanna-be thug, Dreadnaught. Dread, ya been on muh mind 'lot lately. Ya been shootin' that yap of yer's 'lot as of late. Ya been talkin' how I'm a has been... How Scotty Scott ain't the thug he once was. But what ya don't know is this.... I been back hangin' on the streets of Red Hook 'gain. I been lookin' back at the peeps I use ta hang out with. Rememberin' what it was like. How ya had ta fight on the street every day of ya stinkin' life. But I know everyone out thera is sayin' that "Scotty, ya facin' Mafioso". I ain't forgot 'bout him. Mafioso... Beat me... IF ya can.... Survive... If I let ya...

(The lights in the arena fade, blackness filling every recess. Flash flares erupt from the ring-posts. ‘Inquisition’ appears on the Bruisertron, and a deep booming voice is heard)
VOICE: One sometimes sees more clearly in the man who lies than in the man who tells the truth. Truth, like the light, blinds. Lying, on the other hand, is a beautiful twilight, which gives to each object its value.

(The scene opens up in the PT locker room. The main area is cleared out.
Tamer is sitting alone putting on his gloves.)

Tamer: Judge...I’m waiting just waiting. I’ve upped you twice. You said I
was gonna pay. Where’s the payment? Is the check in the mail? I challenged
you when are you going to step up? When are you going to do something? I
thought you were a man of action. Or are you truly just a pathetic nobody?
Are you afraid? I begging you to accept my challenge. I want you in that
ring. Judge I want to finish thing between you and I. Don’t you think you
can handle it? Or are you afraid to step outside of a division? First it was
the Lightweight division. Then tag division. Then Hardcore. Are you afraid
to be out in the line where five titles are decided. The land of My Gold
belt. The Tv Title, The US title, The IC title, and the belt everyone
strives for The World Heavyweight title. Do you not think you can cope.
Judge I hope you grow a set. I hope you do something. It’s real simple name
a time, name a place, name the match. I’m waiting Judge...just waiting.

(Tamer stands up.)

Tamer: La Pakka. Tonight I get the opportunity to step in the ring with you.
I’m looking forward to facing the Chairman. Just please don’t raise you leg
on me. I enjoy your work and I have a lot of respect for your boss Scotty
Scott. But La Pakka make no mistake I’m going out there to win. So I hope
you...

(Tamer clears his throat)

Tamer/Crowd: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

FADE

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

(The bWo theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the stage. The Judge appears from behind the curtains and begins to make his way down to the ramp. He is wearing a black bWo shirt and has his gavel in his hand. He enters the ring and raises his gavel in the air as the crowd boos. The Judge taunts the crowd before finally grabbing a mic from ringside.)

Judge: Baton Rouge, Louisiana...

(The crowd cheers for their town.)

Judge: Can it get any worse?

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: What is wrong with you people? Why do you continue to boo the man with the amazing wrestling abilities that should be getting cheers? Last week on BMWF Bedlam, I humiliated Vernon Vanderbilt right in the center of the ring! Not only did I beat him fair and square and pin him, but he even had his Prime Time cronie, Tamer, come out and interfere on his behalf! But yet, you still cheer for the losing imbecile over the true winner! Why are you fans so stupid?

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: Tonight's match is very special to me though, it's nothing like last week's easy win. Tonight I face former bWo member and former friend of mine, Dreadnaught.

(The crowd cheers and a "Dreadnaught!" chant begins.)

Judge: Dread, I know you have your hands full with facing Scotty Scott at Bruisermania, but man, you need to stay focused! I can't believe Scotty was able to trap you in the Scottamission last week during the contract signing, that was pretty pathetic!

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: Dread, you're definitely losing your touch man. Maybe when you left the bWo, you left some of your talent behind, not that we needed it! Tonight my former Thug friend, I am going to prove to the world that leaving the bWo was your biggest mistake and that now you are nothing but a washed-up has been. Tonight The Judge will defeat Dreadnaught, and THAT...IS...FINAL!

(The bWo theme plays again as The Judge exits the ring. He heads to the back, taunting the crowd, as they boo like crazy.)

(The arena lights fade)

P.A: FOLLOW ME INTO THE LIGHT

(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, in the other a set of handcuffs)
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 handcuffs 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.)

(Backstage)

(A camera catches Kolic in his locker room)

Kolic: I’m going to keep this short, because I don’t like to talk, and the
persons I’m talking about don’t deserve more than a minute of anyone’s time.
Tobey Miliken: Your idea of a “huge surprise” is a monster truck running
over the Eco-Mobile and costing me a win? I can’t wait to hear your next big
thing, maybe it’s using brass knucks in an attack, or even arriving to the
arenas in a limo! Or maybe, just maybe, getting a win! That would be a huge
surprise coming from you! That’s all the time you get, peon.

White Lightning, and the rest of the bWo: I said it before, and I’ll say it
again, don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with you. But if you cross the
line...prepare for the same revenge Miliken got. This time, Lightning, I
will get the win, if your little buddy Miliken doesn’t stick his fat nose
where it doesn’t belong.

(Kolic shoves past his camera on the way to the ring)

(Kolic is on his way to the ring for his match with White Lightning, when a shadow grows over top of him, when he turns around he is almost hit in the head with an Academy Award.)

(Tobey tries to attack Kolic from behind, but Kolic ducks. Kolic hits a
savate kick on Shawn while they recover. Kolic walks off as they lie
unconscious on the floor.)

White Lightning pinned Kolic after a Northern Lights suplex in 0:14:24.
Rating: ** 1/2

PA: BU…BU…BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

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

White Lightning: Baton Rouge, Louisiana…

(White pauses with the mic over his head.)

White Lightning…YOU SUCK!!

(Crowd Boos Loudly and an "BLEEPhole" chant begins)

White Lightning: Before this next match, I would like to apologize to all you people. I just kicked Kolic's lame @$$ a mere four days ago, so don't be surprised if it looks like a one-sided match because, well…it is! Kolic still hasn't gotten the message that I'm the only career killer in the BMWF. He still hasn't realized that no one believes he is genius, yet he keeps preaching that garbage to everyone. Tonight, it will all come to a stop. Luckily on Bedlam, Tobey Miliken came out and decided to beat the living hell out of you. Being the opportunistic person I am, I just made the cover for the win, but tonight, I won't. Tonight, I will become the Career Killer!

(White Lightning paces around the ring before continuing.)

White Lightning: On to one other matter of business, Vanderbilt, I'm waiting for your answer! I mean, I wouldn't blame for not accepting, I have been kicking your @$$ for the last two weeks now and you haven't even fought back. What kind of man are you? You see, Vern, if you do accept, once Brusiermania is over and all the smoke is clear, you will be taking a ride to the hospital, and I will be not only the Greatest TV Champ of all time, but also the New and Already Greatest IC Champ of all time. Face it Vern, not even you can stop the Legend, White Lightning!

(White Lightning throws down the mic and awaits Kolic)

(The Bruisertron shows the following message:)

2 late
2 win
4 you it’s over

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

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

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

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

(Match Spot)

(Kolic whips White Lightning into the ropes and hits a dropkick. He throws
White Lightning into the turnbuckle and follows in with a clothesline. He
karate kicks White Lightning’s head again and again, stopping at 5. He
climbs up for a 10 count punch and hits it, despite the crowd’s boos. He
grabs White Lightning by the hair and throws him to the mat. Kolic starts
stomping the back of White Lightning’s head, each shot causing the face to
hit the mat. Kolic rebounds off the far ropes and hits a dropkick on White
Lightning’s head.)

(Match End)

(White Lightning lifts up Kolic for the Flash, but Kolic reverses with a
dropkick. Kolic hits a kip up and signals for the Binary Blast. He grabs
White Lightning, Irish Whips him to the ropes, and hits the Binary Blast. He
goes for the pin, 1, 2, foot on the ropes.)

(The Judge leaps to the top rope. Dreadnaught grabs the top rope, and Judge falls against the top turnbuckle. Dreadnaught makes his way over to the Judge and hooks his head. Dreadnaught grabs Judge in a suplex and falls backwards. Dreadnaught smashes Judge to the mat with a Superplex. The momentum carries Dreadnaught over and he covers the Judge. 1…2…kick out! Dreadnaught lifts the Judge up and hits a body slam. Dreadnaught drops a leg on the Judge and grabs the Judge in a rear chin lock. Dreadnaught leans against the Judge. The Judge gets to his feet and whips Dreadnaught to the ropes. Dreadnaught bounces off and hits a shoulder block. Dreadnaught goes for the cover. 1…2…foot on the ropes.)

(Dreadnaught and the Judge lock up in the center of the ring. Dreadnaught hits a knee lift and grabs the head of Judge. Dreadnaught goes to lift Judge into the air, but the Judge blocks the Dread-bomb. The Judge goes for a backdrop and Dreadnaught lands on his feet. Dreadnaught lands behind the Judge and locks on a Cobra Clutch. Dreadnaught hooks it in and keeps the Judge in the center of the ring. The Judge begins to fade out. Dreadnaught quickly drops down to the mat and smacks the back of Judge’s head against the mat. Dreadnaught leaps to the top rope and misses the LA Hangover.)

(The camera fades in to show Hardcore Harry standing next to Slim Jim
Sullivan who is smiling)

Slim: Ladies and gentlemen I am here with Hardcore Harry, a man who will
step into the ring tonight against two opponents. Harry first of all we have
to talk about this match tonight, do you have any special plans for tonight?

(Harry smiles as he looks up to the ceiling)

Harry: Special plans? Listen up Slim, Lowedown and Pain are not just your
every day opponents especially on Live, I mean this is a pay per view
quality match. Never before have the three of us collided at the same time,
I think it is safe to say that we will steal the show.

Slim: Your match isn’t the main event you know.

Harry: Well it might as well be, I mean what do you think Master Z and
Vernon are going to do for these people? Yeah Z may be the World Champion
but he isn’t no Hardcore Harry, and yeah he did do the one thing that I
couldn’t, take Lowedown’s title from him.

Slim: That is true, now what about your match at Bedlam?

Harry: Last week Tamer and I went at it for his title and what happened? By
the luck of the Irish for Tamer, we both were subjected to a double count
out. All that meant was that Tamer could hold his title for one more week
because this Bedlam I promise that I will walk away with that Gold Title.

Slim: Bruisermania is just around the corner Harry, I understand that the
match is official, Hardcore Harry versus Pain in a hardcore match. How are
you feeling about that?

Harry: How do I feel, how do I feel!?! The man ran me down with a vehicle
and put me in the hospital causing me to miss a few shows. Pain could have
ended my career that night and for what? Because he wants to show how big
and bad he is? BULLBLEEP SLIM!!!

(Harry grabs the mic and pulls it closer)

Harry: Pain will not be walking out of Bruisermania Slim, I promise to God
he won’t!

Slim: What about tonight?

Harry: Tonight? Tonight will be just a little preview on how bad I am going
to punish him, he will be screaming and pleading for his life by the end of
tonight and then going into Bruisermania it will be all that much sweeter,
if he can make it.

(Harry shoves the mic away from him and walks off leaving Slim Jim standing
there)

Fade……

Triangle Match:
LoweDown defeated Hardcore Harry and Pain when LoweDown defeated Pain in 0:10:07.
Rating: **** 1/4

("Bodies" by Drowing Pool plays as Pain slowly walks out of the backstage. He lumbers his way down the aisle towards the ring. He steps over the top rope.)

Pain: Lowedown..... Hardcore Harry.... Tonight, we face each other. We are here before all these people... I hear them laughing... I hear them laughing at me... I hear them calling me a freak!!!!

(Scotty rushes down to the ring and begins to talk to Pain.)

Pain: Lowedown... You have been pardoned by Scotty. Harry, though.... You have a death wish... You want some of the big Dead Machine... Harry... You are as stupid as you look. Harry.... Little man... YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!!!!!

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

("Because of You" played as Lowedown sprinted down to the ring and immediately speared Hardcore Harry right out of the ring as Pain watched on in disbelief. Lowedown straddled the body of Harry and slammed his head down into the concrete floor as the crowd watched on. Lowedown then quickly picked up Harry off of the floor and threw him into the crowd. Lowedown slid back into the ring and looked right at Pain before he rushed him with reckless abandon. Lowedown and Pain traded hard lefts and rights at each other as the referee attempted to seperate both men. Flame leapt up of the apron to distract the referee as Lowedown raked the eyes of Pain and caught Pain with a low blow with the cast and then clotheslined Pain over the top rope and watched him fall to the floor. Lowedown hyped up the crowd as he looked down at both men...)

(Towards the end...)

(Lowedown watched on as two of the bWo security brought down a casket and set it next to the ring. Lowedown nailed Harry with a piledriver and then tried to roll him towards the casket. As Flame walked over and opened the casket, Lowedown nailed Harry with a baseball slide dropkick that sent Harry into the casket. Lowedown slid out of the ring and was about to slam the lid down, but then nailed Harry with a shot to side of the head with his cast and slammed the casket lid down...)

(Lowedown whipped Pain into the ropes and caught him with a high dropkick right on the chin. As Pain staggered into the ropes, Lowedown used his momentum to carry Pain over the top rope and sent Pain down right on top of the casket and almost breaks it in half...)

Master Z pinned Vernon Vanderbilt with the Atomic Driver in 0:14:25.
Rating: ***

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

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

Vernon: Tonight I have already demonstrated why I am
the hottest commodity in the BMWF today when I served
up some discipline to White Lightning and Big Kev
Nash! They're a couple of no good punk thugs, but
this time, beauty beat the beast!

(He strolls around the ring, obviously pleased with
himself.)

Vernon: But that's not relevant to this encounter.
Tonight, you folks are getting a real treat. Yours
Truly, the Furnace of Fabulosity, Emperor of the
Universe, the Greatest Future Legend in the BMWF, and
the Champion of the Continents, "Mr. Showtime" Vernon
Vanderbilt...against Lazarus 2K4, aka Master Z.
Listen, Zippity-Doo-Dah.I didn't ask for this match,
and I personally don't give a damn about you. The
only thing that matters is that I know you cannot
defeat me, and there'll be nothing I'll enjoy more
than getting yet another notch on my "Destroying
Master Z" belt. I am everything you are not, Z, and
tonight I will show the world!

(He tosses the mic out of the ring and heads to his
corner, awaiting the start of the match.)

(Master Z walked slowly through the entrance curtain to "Victory." He made his way down the ramp showing off the world title around his waist. Master Z argued with a few fans at ringside before climbing the steps and entering the squared circle. Master Z took a few slow spins with his arms outstretched. He slid the golden shades from his eyes, took off his world title, and called for a microphone.)

Master Z: Vernon Vanderbilt... I guess this night has been on the horizon for a while. You say that Master Z has never gotten a victory over you. That you beat me for the IC title that that is all to the story. Let me tell you something, fool. There isn't a single person in this federation... no! There isn't a single person in this world that is better than Master Z! You beat me for that IC strap because I let you. Tonight, Vern, I'm going to show you that I can beat you and destroy all those bragging right you think you have!

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(At the start of the match Vernon Vanderbilt charged Master Z, but to everyone's surprise, Master Z stood still. As Vern got closer Master Z wound up. When impact was imminent, Master Z planted a blatant right fist right into the face of his opponent. Vernon hit the mat hard bleeding from the eyebrow. Master Z brushed himself off and slowly began to pace in circles around Vern's body.

Vern tried to pick himself off the ground, only to get his fingers stomped several times by the world champion. Master Z toyed with him for quite some time in this manner. Finally, Master Z got bored and helped him to his feet by his hair.)

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(Later in the match Master Z switched into high gear and began the high impact moves. Master Z rebounded off the ropes taking Vernon Vanderbilt's head off with a vicious clothesline.

Master Z then sidewalk slammed Vern repeatedly. The excruciating pain in Vern's back was visible to the crowd with every time Z executed the move. Slowly, the world champed picked Vern apart taking his time and putting dangerous force into every single move.

Master Z, trying to keep Vern at check but not exerting too much effort, would randomly throw in a choke hold, sleeper hold, or camel clutch. From this point out Master Z kept the match completely at his pace punishing Vernon Vanderbilt with huge powerbombs, bodyslams, and treating Vernon like he was nothing but a rag doll.)

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(Towards the end of the match Master Z rebounded off the ropes sending a knee into the midsection of Vernon Vanderbilt. Vern clutched his stomach and leaned forward in pain. Master Z punt kicked Vern in the face for his effort.

Vern laid out flat on his back, was helpless against the ground assault by Master Z. Master Z planted a series of elbow drops, leg drops, and face stomps on his falled opponent.

Master Z, when realizing the match was won, lifted the limp body of Vern to his shoulder and slowly carried him to the turnbuckle talking smack the entire way. Z continued to set the body on the top rope and climbed up to rope #2. Master Z perfectly executed the Atomic Driver by leaning back and letting Vern's own momentum drive the top of his head into the mat compacting his spine on impact.

Master Z rolled Vern onto his back and draped an arm across the bloody brutalized man's chest. The referee counted to three as the crowd booed loudly.)

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(After the match Master Z grabbed his title, strapped it around his waist, and slid out of the ring under the bottom rope. Surprising everyone, Master Z showed signs that he wasn't finished. He grabbed a folding chair at ringside and climbed back into the ring where Vern was struggling to get back to his feet. Master Z, sizing up his opponent who was on his hands and knees, took a few steps back.

Master Z got a running start and swung the chair like a baseball bat. The chair impacted Vernon Vanderbilt's face with a terrible crunching sound. The chair partially bent around the side of his head and was immediately splattered with blood. Vern dropped face first into the mat instantly.

Master Z poked at the body a few times with his boot making sure Vern was unconscious. Feeling confident he was, Master Z unstrapped his belt from around his waist. He held the belt high in the air and placed his right foot on the back of Vernon Vanderbilt posing for the audience. Master Z remained in this position until objects such as crumpled paper and beer bottles began to whiz past him.

Master Z exited the ring and then the arena as "Victory" played loudly. The scene faded to black as the fans in the arena stood up, gathered their things, and began to filter out through the exits.)

Card rating: * 3/4