BMWF Live

Date : 11/08/02
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : New Haven Coliseum New Haven Connecticut

(The camera is in the bWo locker room. Reno is shown taping up his wrist for his match with the Executioner. Dreadnaught approaches with a small bag in his hand. Dreadnaught has the bWo World title around his waist.)

Dreadnaught: Hey Reno, I picked up that Dread's Dungeon shirt for little Reno.

(Dreadnaught pulls the shirt out and hands it to Reno.)

Dreadnaught: I know little Reno would like something a little more personal, so I had this made for him too.

(Dreadnaught pulls out a kid's size "Psychotic 1" basketball jersey. As he shows it to Reno, the name on the back reads "Little Reno".)

Reno: Thanks man, he will be jumpin' for joy over those!

Dreadnaught: Not a problem! Listen, you makin' that IC title look good Reno. I got something…I mean, someone, I think we need to conduct some business with tonight.

(Dreadnaught puts his arm around Reno and the two begin to whisper. Dreadnaught looks at Reno.)

Dreadnaught: You feel me?

Reno: You know I do! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! We can show the world what the bWo is all about!

(The two exchange the Wolf Pac sign before the camera fades to black.)

Asylum pinned Too Bold Stupido with the Committed in 0:03:09.
Rating: -***

(The lights dim to complete darkness except for the camera flashes of the crowd trying to capture something on film. Suddenly a loud thunderous pop goes off at the same time a blinding flash goes off and lights the arena, "Shout 2000" by disturbed hits the p.a. system and Asylum comes from the top of the ramp and starts to walk down to the ring. Asylum reaches the ring, rolls in and catches a mic a crew member throws to him.)

Asylum: Tonight I'm gonna make an example of Too Bold Stupido. Deva Stator tonight you get to watch me beat the HELL out of Stupido, this is a warning for you Deva once you see what I do to Too Bold you won't want to come to Bedlam and face me. But you will and all your what ten fans, oh sorry twelve will be disappointed and you will be lying on the mat after being pinned 1-2-3 in the middle of this ring after you receive the notice of your commission.

(Asylum drops the mic his Music hits. He gets out of the ring and walks up the ramp. Camera Cuts.)

(Kevin Kellie is standing out in the parking lot of the arena where a red Dodge Ram pulls up. Out of the Dodge Ram steps Core wearing a 'Unionized' t-shirt and a pair of black pants. Core pulls the TV title out of his truck as the fans boo. Core throws the title over his shoulder.)

Kevin Kellie: Welcome Core. How are you feeling after that match on Monday with Dreadnaught?

Core: Kevin, on Monday I was put through hell and back. Dreadnaught pushed me to my limits and beat me that time. He did some *BLEEP* that amazed me in that ring. Now, next time Dreadnaught may not be so lucky.

Kellie: Well, it seems that you gained some respect for Dreadnaught after that match as you gave him a thumbs up after the match.

Core: I never said that I didn't have respect for Dreadnaught. He is a true talent in that ring. He beat me fair and square. I can't *BLEEP*, whine, or complain about the match because he beat me. Now, I am going to tell Dreadnaught something. He beat me that night, but if he ever wants to get in that ring with me again he gots it. No matter it be title or non-title.

Kellie: Tonight, you face another tough opponent. That opponent is the Judge and you have never been able to beat him. What are your thoughts going into this match?

Core: The Judge is a talent. He has talent, but tonight he is going to find out that my talent is much better. I am going to take The Judge to places that he has never been before in that ring. I am going to make The Judge remember who the hell I am. The Judge is going to be sentenced because I am the true judge, jury, and executioner.

Kellie: On Monday, you are going to be in the ring with Maverick for the TV title.

Core: That is right. Maverick is going to get in the ring with me. He is going to try to take this TV title, but he won't be able too. Maverick may have beaten me one time before, but that was only one time and he will learn that he isn't better than me. As far as if the BWO gets involved. They will have a tough time making it to the ring by then.

Kellie: Thank you Core.

(Core walks into the arena as the fans boo even louder.)

PC Virus pinned Savio Garcia with the Download in 0:04:18.
Rating: -***

(After the match, the SST attacked PC Virus. They nailed him with the Super Samaon Drop/ Superfly Splash combination leaving him devastated.)

(The camra fades bad and is located in Deva Stators locker room.Deva Stator is still dressed in his street clothes and startes to unpack his gear for tonight.)

(A knock is heard.)

Deva Stator: Who is it?

 Knocker: Deva Stator, it's me Michael Bole. Can I come in for a moment, I have some informaation for you.

 Deva Stator: Really come on in then.

 (Michael Bole walks into the room and walks over to Deva Stator.)

 Michael Bole: Actually Deva Stator, I am here to thank you too.

 Deva Stator: Thank me for what.

Michael Bole: For the work your guys done at my place, its great thank you.

 Deva Stator: Don't thank me tip my boys better then.

(cheap pop from croud)

 Michael Bole: Ummmm, well my wife handles all my money she does that.

 Deva Stator: Thats devastating. Why don't you handle your money Bole, or does she wear the pants in your realtionship.

 Michael Bole: Hey, what are you talking about. Deva Stator: Bole, relax get your painties out of a bunch and calm down. Before you blow a fuse or something.

 Michael Bole: Blow a fuse, what are you talking about. Deva Stator: See what I mean.....Nevermind Bole it don't matter anyways. You said you got some info for me, spill it i got a match soon and I need to get ready.

 Michael Bole: Well Deva Stator your open challenge for Armageddon. There was a person wanting to join up in Team Devastation.

Deva Stator: Well don't just stand there looking silly Bole spill it.

 Michael Bole: It was The Headhunter. He wants to join forces with you.

 Deva Stator: The Headhunter you say eh?

 Michael Bole: Yes I said The Headhunter. Deva Stator: Thats very intresting Bole thank you. Very intresting news. I think I might have to go see this Headhunter soon then. Anyways Bole I got a match soon so get out of here I'm busy now so get out.

 Michael Bole: Alright thank you again Deva Stator.

Deva Stator: Yeah,yeah,yeah now scram before....

Michael Bole: I'm gone...

(Deva Stator walks out of his locker room and walks away. Fade to black.)

Sick 'n' Nasty pinned Blizzard with the Nastifier in 0:02:51.
Rating: -*****

(After the match, the SST attacked Sick. They nailed him with the Super Samaon Drop/ Superfly Splash combination leaving him devastated.)

(We open the bWo locker room to see Lowedown and Flame sitting at a table with Kurt Dangle as they are enjoying some of Mama Dangle's famous triple chocolate caramel fudge cookies. Lowedown pours himself another glass of milk as they are laughing in between bites...)

Dangle:So you're telling me that he called you out, demanded that you make the match AND the stipulations to the match?

Lowedown:Oh it's true...It's d@mn true!

Dangle:And you made the match barring the entire BMWF roster from coming to ringside and only the bWo?

Lowedown:True once again my Olympic friend!

Dangle:And now he's expecting himself to be totally annihilated?

Lowedown: Truer words have never been spoken!

Dangle: And then he didn't rp today?

Lowdown: ????

Dangle:Can I ask one thing then?

Lowedown:What's that?

Dangle:I brought in three jugs of milk and there's only one left!

(Flame reaches down and picks up the third gallon and Kurt shakes his finger at her...)

Lowedown:Easy there Kurt. No reason to go mad cow on us!

(All three start laughing together as Kurt pours himself another glass...)

Dangle:I am curious about this match though for monday. Why did you stack the odds so heavily against Havoc?  He is after all...a rookie.

Lowedown:Because he's not sincere. He's a pompous, arrogant @$$ and this monday night I am going to indeed give him the most brutal beating of his life! You see the only drawback to this is that he knows it and it kind of takes a lil' of the fun out of it. Think of it this way Kurt...you have the Hulkster, Maverick, Dread, Reno, the Rock, yourself, Flame, Ms. Fortune, and even good ol' Mr. Bishoff standing outside with leather straps just begging for a whipping boy. Worst of all, you have me in the ring possibly holding a barbed wired two by four just aching to split your forehead wide open. No one in the BMWF is going to help you and all because you didn't say two simple words with just a bit if sincerity.

Dangle:It's true?

Lowedown:I'm...sorry. Havoc may think I've carried this anger for far too long, but I beg to differ. When Lord Steven placed his hands on my wife, he paid the price. Now, Havoc went even further and hit a woman. Even Lord Steven wasn't stupid enough to do that! Havoc put himself in this position by being what the BMWF has to come to know him as...

Dangle:Which is?

Lowedown:A true to life woman beater. He struck my wife because he felt threatened by her. Him and the Judge both got their @$$e$ whooped by the US champ and he saw the only way to feel good about himself was to strike at something dear to me. Maybe he thought I would just overlook and just chalk it up to being a poor sport. If he had just beat up one of the production assistants or perhaps one of the guys in the video truck then that wouldn't bug me as much. But he went and crossed the line when he touched the beauty of Kathryn here and that...that is just something that I cannot stand for ever! All those big words he uses aren't going to save him this monday night because I fully intend to not take him to the hospital.

Dangle:But isn't that what he's expecting? He said he's even going to bring his insurance card. It looks to me like he's ready for it.

Lowedown:I didn't say I was going to take him to a hospital technically did I? Baby?

Flame:Yes bumble bee bubble cakes?

Lowedown:(Looks at her funny for a moment...) Bring out the mystery item.

(Flame goes to her suitcase and opens it up and pulls out something behind the view of the cameraman and Kurt drops his glass of milk on the floor...)

Dangle:Is that what I think it is?

Lowedown:Borrowed from the big man himself! I had to give up something for it later on, but he's not going to be needing it after monday night.

Dangle:That is freaky! Oh it's true! It's freaky true!

(fade...)

(Eric Bishoff is sitting in his office when Stephanie Mackman comes in. Eric stands up to greet her.)

BISHOFF: Stephanie, my dear. What can I do for you?

STEPHANIE: I just heard that you're going to be at ringside for that bWo Lumberjack match Monday between Lowedown and Havoc Supreme. Is this true?

BISHOFF: Stephanie, that is not true. I am no longer a bWo member. I am the BMWF GM. However, I'd be glad to loan the SST to the bWo if need be.

STEPHANIE: Oh. Well, I guess that's ok then.

BISHOFF: Good! Then how about a kiss, babe?

(Stephanie blushes.)

STEPHANIE: Ok, close your eyes and pucker up.

(Bishoff closes his eyes. Suddenly, Mae Old steps into the picture and plants a geriatric wet one on Bishoff's lips.)

*SMOOOOOOCH*

(Bishoff opens his eyes and is in shock after he sees that he just kissed Mae and now Stephanie.)

BISHOFF: YAHHH! BLECH! POOOEY!

MAE: Come here, boyfriend!

BISHOFF: NO! NO!

(Stephanie walks out of the room with a big smile on her face. She closes the door behind her as Bishoff screams....)

(Camra returns to see Deva Stator searching back stage. He see's a security guard, and walks over.)

Deva Stator: Hey buddy you seen The Headhunter anywhere yet tonight.

Security Guard: He just came in five minuites ago, infact he was asking for you Deva Stator.

Deva Stator: What way did he go.

Security Guard: He went that way, down the hall, and took a left.

Deva Stator: Thanks Bub.

(Deva Stator heads off in the direction the guard told him. He walks a few feet and see The Headhunter. They walk closer to eachother staring eachother up down. Deva Stator cracks a warm smile after he looks over The Headhunter and extends a hand. The Headhunter takes it and shakes Deva Stator's hand back....)

(Headhunter then pulls off a mask. It is really Big Kev Nash!)

NASH: Didn't you read the part about not using other people's characters without permission?

(Nash gives Deva Stator a big boot to the face knocking the newcomer out cold. Big Kev then brushes himself off and walks away....)

Deva Stator pinned Chuck Columbo with the Devastation Driver in 0:03:06.
Rating: 1/2*

(The scene switches to the lockeroom area. Slim Jim is
seen walking in front, apparently searching for
someone.)

SLIM JIM: I'm here in the lockeroom area hoping to get
word from one of the newest members of the BMWF
roster, a man who in a just two weeks has made a huge
impact. This man is The Headhunter!

(The Headhunter appears from a doorway, and begins to
walk in the opposite direct to Slim.)

SLIM JIM: Excuse me! Excuse me, Headhunter! Excuse me
Headhunter, can I get a quick word?

(The Headhunter turns around, looking rather angry.)

HEADHUNTER: Who the hell are you?

SLIM JIM: I'm...I'm Slim Jim. I've been a broadcaster
for years.

HEADHUNTER: Ooooooo, really! You know what I've been
doin for years? I've been kickin the crap out of punks
just like
you!......................................What the
hell do you want?

SLIM JIM: Well, you've been here for two weeks now,
what are your thoughts on the BMWF?

HEADHUNTER: My thoughts. Well, there's some crazy
BLEEP happenin. I've never seen so many nut job people
in my life. Take that idiot Kurt Dangle, whats he
about? Drinkin milk, eatin cookies, this bloke is a
supposed Olympian not a five year old kid. Even the
fans are nuts. You insult them and they cheer for you.
Take last Monday, I slagged off Atlanta, but in my
match I got cheered. The dumb BLEEPs must just be
trying to get on the winning team. There is one thing
though. The lack of respect here is unbelievable. So
far I've been put up against two men who don't have
one eighth man skill talent and power. And I arrive
here tonight to find out I'll be doin the same against
a guy I have never heard of. His he even on the
roster? Who the hell is he? Hector Barfza? I came here
for the challenge, not to beat down men who should be
sellin popcorn rather than wrestling.

SLIM JIM: Is that why you made the open challenge on
Bedlam?

HEADHUNTER: You've got that right! And I'm looking at
the schedule for Monday night and this bloke Tajeeri,
is up against me. Who the hell is this guy?

SLIM JIM: Well, he's one of our top light
heavyweights.

HEADHUNTER: Light heavyweight? What the hell is that?
A bloke without no muscle who makes up for it by
getting a special name. Please! They're in the wrong
business. This guy don't have a chance next Monday,
it'll be over like that.

(The Headhunter snaps his fingers. Turns and walks
away.)
(Fade)

(Cash Flo is standing backstage with Michael Bole.
He's wearing his LH title and his and a Lowedown
t-shirt? Michael Bole is about to speak, but Cash Flo
cuts him off.)

Cash Flo: Hold on a second there, Bole, Cash Flo wants
to give a shout out to the dozens and dozens of the
Cash-oholics up here in New Haven!

(cheap pop)

Cash Flo: Well, Bole, it's another Live. That means
your candy @$$ gets the opportunity to once again
share the lime light with the most Flo-tastic wrestler
in the world today. So stop wasting my time and tell
the High Flying Megastar what it is you want.

Bole: First, I can't help but notice your shirt.

Cash Flo: (To Bole) Are you checking out the body of
the BMWF Hero, Bole?

Bole: Uh, no. I was just.

Cash Flo: Scaring the hell out of Big Daddy Cash. A
feat, son, that isn't easy to get away with. But you
did happen to notice what the Million Dollar Hero is
sporting tonight. (Looks at the shirt) That's right,
Cash Flo is a Lowedown fan.

Bole: Why?

Cash Flo: Why? Do I really have to explain myself, @$$
clown? Lowedown is, hands down, one of the best damn
things in the business next to my glorious self. He is
tough, talks smack, and backs it up with a whole lot
of pain. Just like Big Daddy Cash.

Bole: Are you comparing yourself with Lowedown?

Cash Flo: (Scuffs) As if there is any comparison
between us, Bole. He's not anywhere near my level of
Flo-tastic athleticism. But anyway-that doesn't mean
Cash Flo doesn't respect him. In fact, Bole, Cash Flo
is the biggest Lowedown fan ever to purchase his
merchandise. So Lowedown, I know your out there, let
the best LH champion let you in on something. You're
the bomb yo!

Bole: (Looks confused) Uh, Cash Flo?

Cash Flo: What?

Bole: Tonight you face Chuck Porterhouse, can I get
your comments?

Cash Flo: Of course, Bole. Chuck Porterhouse is okay
in my Flo-tastic grade book. He's good looking, cocky,
and one hell of a wrestler.

Bole: (Even more confused) Really?

Cash Flo: That's right Bole. I like this kid, but that
doesn't mean I won't have to kick his @$$ tonight.
Chuck, I know your backstage drinking your Flex crap
3000 or whatever it's called. So what Big Daddy Cash
wants you to listen up while I tell you the way it is.
Tonight your not stepping into the ring with a jack
@$$. I'm not some stupid jobber or  pathetic Kurt
'Dang It' Dangle. Your stepping into the ring with the
best thing this federation has to offer next to
Flame's puppies! (To camera) And I mean that with all
due respect! (Winks)

(fans laugh)

Cash Flo: Tonight, Chuck, you are in store for a
Million Dollar Beat Down. Something that most men
don't walk away from without a little Cash-rific limp.
Tonight, Chuck, you will find yourself on the
receiving end of a Flo-tastic Million Dollar Splash.
And that you can take to the bank, suck @$$!

(Cash Flo starts to walk, but stops. He walks back
over to Bole and takes the mic.)

Cash Flo: I'll tell you what. Chuck, I'll make you a
deal. If you, somehow, manage to pull a win off of
Cash Flo, I will buy a year's supply of your Flexasuck
crap. See, that's how confident Cash Flo is when
dealing with his superior in ring skills, son. And
that you can take to the

Crowd/Cash: Bank!

(Cash walks away.)

The Headhunter pinned Hector Barfza with the Targetbuster in 0:03:14.
Rating: -*** 3/4

(The camera is shown at a backstage doorway. Suddenly the door opens and
"The Blackheart" Chris Kalgary walks in with a bunch of suitcases. Michael
Dole runs up to him with a mic and starts questioning him.)

Michael Dole: Excuse me sir, but I have been sent here to interview you.

Kalgary: Hold on a second.

(Kalgary walks over to an old man pushing a cart with bottles of water on
it. He steps on the old mans foot and when the old man bends down to hold
his foot Kalgary takes a water and walks back to Michael Dole.)

Kalgary: So, you want an interview with me do you?

Michael Dole: Yes sir.

Kalgary: Question away then.

Michael Dole: The main question I want to ask is, why exactly are you here
in the BMWF?

Kalgary: Dole, I am here for a reason. You see my name is "The Blackheart"
Chris Kalgary. They call me "The Blackheart" for a reason, because a black
heart is exactly what I have. I heard about the BMWF and I though I should
offer my serivces and sure enough I was signed. I am here to conquer this
federation. I am here to add people to my Mountain of Corpses.

Michael Dole: What exactly is your Mountain of Corpses?

Kalgary: My Mountain of Corpses consists of every single person I will
defeat here in the BMWF. I am here to fight my way to the top and make a
name for myself. I didnt come here for people to get to the top at my
expense.

Michael Dole: You seem very confident you will be a big star here in the
BMWF. How can you be so confident?

Kalgary: I am full of confidence. You have to be confident when you go into
a match or do anything. If you dont have confidence you will get no where in
life. I plan on proving to all the BMWF stars here in the back, and to all
the fans that I am not just some push over. I am a force to be reckoned
with.

Michael Dole: I think you need to look over the BMWF roster a bit. The guys
here have been in this business for years. They have years of experience.

Kalgary: I think you are the one that needs to start doing some research
Dole. You obviously dont know my history too well. I am not a rookie. I
might be new to the BMWF, but I damn sure have experience. I talk the way I
do, because I can. And until anyone stops me, there isnt a damn thing that
can be done about it.

(Kalgary sips his water and then turns his head when he sees a picture of
all the BMWF titles on the wall. He walks over to it and Michael Dole
follows him. Kalgary points to the World Title and begins to speak.)

Kalgary: This is where I plan to be in the near future Michael Dole. Holding
that title I am pointing to right there. And to do that I will have to go
through all these boys back here and thats just what I will do. now if you
will excuse me I have some videos to watch to get to know everyone.

(Kalgarys shoves Michael Dole to the side and walks away as the camera fades
to black.)

Tajeeri made Al Blow submit to a single-leg takedown into a leglock in 0:08:06.
Rating: ** 1/4

(Hardcore Harry is sitting on the tail gate of his blue 87’ ford pick up and listening to “Lackluster” by Saliva. He is sitting in his ring attire and looks tired with sweat rolling down his face; he turns the volume down on his stereo and looks into the camera)
 
Harry: Later tonight I have to take on Kurt Dangle, one of the biggest city slickers in the BMWF. Being a b.W.o member could be the cause of that. Kurt you can have any title you want, Hardcore, Gold, Olympic, handi-cap, jobber IT DON’T MATTER!
 
(Harry points to his head)
 
Harry: I know your not to smart up here Dangle and I am gonna shake rattle and roll that BLEEP thing all night long. Oh and since thanksgiving is just around the corner Kurt I figure I would give you your bird a little early!
 
(Harry extends his arm and sticks his middle finger up in front of the camera)
 
Harry: Kurt last time we fought you one but this time it is different why you ask, because I have all night long to take you to the woodshed!
 
(Harry pulls his bandana off his head and wipes to the sweat away from his forehead then lays the bandana down to the left of him)
 
Harry: At Bedlam this Monday I have to take on Dread for his BMWF World Title, I wish I had the piece of trash Renofor Bedlam but the World Title will be just fine with me! This will be my first World Title shot ever and I will not look over it, Dread you better be ready for the hardest and bloodies match you have ever been through!
 
(Harry smiles, then turns into a angry look)
 
Harry: OH, and Road Warriors don’t even think I forgot about your sorry @$$’s!!! Core and I was another rematch for the titles, and SOON! Core and I also have another idea, how about we have Hard to Da Core take on the World champ, Dread and the World class Jackass Reno in a tornado tag match!
 
(Harry gives an evil smile as the camera fades)
 
Fade……

Slayder and Pest battled to a draw in 0:10:00.
Rating: -** 3/4

PA: Bu…Bu…Brotherhood World Order!

(Images of a nuclear explosion go off on the Bruiser-tron. White mushroom cloud pyro goes off from the edges of the stage.)

PA: This Means WAR!!!

("This Means War" by Busta Rhymes and Ozzy Osbourne rips through the arena. Dreadnaught emerges from the smoke of the pyro. He paces to both sides of the stage as he holds the World Title in the air as the fans erupt. Dreadnaught is wearing his "Psychotic 1" basketball jersey and black baggy jeans. He slowly walks down to the ring and steps up the stairs. He calls for a mic.)

Dreadnaught: What up, Con?

(The fans erupt in applause. A small "Dread" chant starts.)

Dreadnaught: It looks like the bWo World Champion is live and in living color tonight! I know you all saw the annihilation of Core on Monday night! Man, that was like a blast from the past. Only this time it was for the one thing I have fought my whole life to get, this World Title!

(Dreadnaught points to the title that is now draped over his shoulder.)

Dreadnaught: I made a promise that when I got my hands on this piece of gold, there would be no contender ignored. No matter how insignificant they were. I showed that with Core on Monday night, and I will show that again on Monday night with Hardcore Harry. I have an open contract and will fight any member of the BMWF roster at anytime and anyplace! I will duck no one, unlike the former champion! Scotty Scott was the biggest waste of the championship belt that has ever roamed the Mesozoic Era. But, the era of Dread is reigning now!

(Dreadnaught paces around the ring and holds the World title with his left hand.)

Dreadnaught: Hardcore Harry, I know you didn't want to fight me. I know you really wanted Reno, but why waste the bWo's time? Why start at the bottom? I am giving you the chance to go for the richest prize in this sport! You are getting a chance to run with the big dogs! Hardcore, let's be honest, you ain't gonna beat me or Reno, so this is the best you are going to get! Back in the streets, we called people like you punks. And from where I stand in the ring, you are a PUNK! You say that Core should have beaten me, well, son the Thug is going to show you why Core could NEVER beat me! I am going to show you first hand. And, in case you ain't got tape of Monday Night, tonight, me and Lowe are going to break open your friends Scotty and RVD. I know the Warriors are in there, but that just ain't as much fun as seeing Union blood! So watch me, because I came….

(Dreadnaught holds the mic in the air)

With fans:…TO BRING THE PAIN!!!

(Dreadnaught stands on the second turnbuckle with the title high in the air. He puts the title on his shoulder as he walks back up the ramp. He signs a couple of autographs before he enters through the curtain.)

Non-Title-Match:
Hardcore Harry defeated Kurt Dangle by disqualification in 0:08:20.
Rating: -***

(The match ended when Eric Dangle came out and attacked Harry.)

Non-Title-Match:
Core defeated The Judge in 0:07:32.
Rating: -**

*END OF MATCH*

(Core is laying outside the ring with a chair in hand. The Judge ducks his head out and Core swings the chair and smashes it across The Judges' head. The ref didn't notice it. Core gets in the ring and hits a leg drop. Core then locks in the STF and The Judge begins to scream in agony. The Judge taps out, but Core doesn't let go. Core is holding in the STF...)

(Dreadnaught sprints down the ramp as Core is still in the ring. Dreadnaught slides under the bottom rope and pulls out a mic.)

Dreadnaught: Core, you gave me a thumbs up on Monday night! What was that supposed to mean? Did that mean you respect me now? Was that a show of kindness? Well, I think that it was, so I came out here to return the favor!

(Dreadnaught extends his hand and gives a thumbs up to Core. Suddenly, Reno Fontayne jumps over the railing behind Core. He grabs a chair and enters the ring. He swings the chair back.)

**SMACK**

(Reno smacks the chair against the back of Core's head as Dread turns his thumb down.)

Dreadnaught: You just don't get it do you, Core. When you decide to come at the bWo, you better have all your weapons loaded. You know, you look pretty on the ground boy, I think it's time for your Glamour Shot!

(The fans erupt as Reno stalks Core, who is struggling to his feet.)

**SMACK**

(The Glamour Shot sends Core flat to the mat.)

Dreadnaught: You know, that was a picture perfect. Now, it is time to show you some LA Hospitality.

(Reno does the "Outsiders Point" as Dreadnaught climbs up the turnbuckle and points at Core. Reno grabs the steel chair and places it on Core's face. Dreadnaught leaps and hits the flipping leg drop, the LA Hangover. Blood begins to drip from Core's head. Reno picks up the microphone.)

Reno: CORE! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE??? YOU CERTAINLY ARE NO THREAT TO US! WE ARE THE TWO MAN POWER TRIP! WHOOOOOOOO! AND THE NEXT TIME YOU WANT A PIECE OF US JUST REMEMBER THAT YOU AIN"T DREADNAUGHT! YOU AIN"T NO PRETTY BOY! AND THAT IS JUST TOOOOO SWEEEEEEEEEET! HEY DREAD, LET"S GO OLD SCHOOL!

(Dreadnaught picks up the chair and lays it on the mat near the turnbuckle. Reno pulls Core off of the mat and drags him near the corner. Reno pulls Core up in a piledriver position and Dreadnaught jumps up on the turnbuckle. Dreadnaught grabs Core's feet and drives him headfirst into the steel chair. Dreadnaught and Reno exchange the Wolf Pac sign and celebrate in the ring as the paramedics rush to the ring and check on Core.)

(Lowedown sits back in the bWo locker room with Flame as they watch the match go on between Lord Steven and Havoc Supreme. Lowedown sits back quietly rubbing his hands together while Flame is standing with her arms folded. Lowedown picks up his sledgehammer and is about to make his way out the door when...)

Flame:No baby. It's not time yet.

Lowedown:But he's right in the middle of the ring! Plus, I can get a bonus by sending Lord Steven's head out of the coliseum for a double header! Let me go out there!

Flame:Instead of going out there and beating them down...why don't you do this instead?

(Flame leans in and whispers something into Lowedown's ear and he tilts his head slightly and smirks...)

Lowedown:That would be kind of funny wouldn't it?

Flame:It would definitely throw his mind off the game.

Lowedown:I'll be right back then.

Havoc Supreme and Lord Steven battled to a double disqualification in 0:08:05.
Rating: -1/4*

(During Lord Steven/Havoc match...)

("Across the Nation blared over the Bruisertron as Lowedown stepped out from the back. Lowedown slowly walked down to the ring and did an entire lap around the ring throwing plain white tank tops into the audience. The fans put the shirts on and displayed what it read on the front...)

"HAVOC'S OFFICIAL WIFE BEATER SHIRT!"

(Lowedown watched Havoc until he made his way back up the rampway and then walked into the back as the match continued...)

(At the end...)

(Lowedown stepped out one last time and then snapped his fingers which dropped a bloodbath onto the bodies of Lord Steven and Havoc. Lowedown waved to the blood soaked Havoc as he once again walked away...)

(The camera shows Chuck Porterhouse on a phone.)

Chuck: What, just get the systems produced! Listen, I gotta go and defend my title!

(Bole approaches with a microphone.)

Bole: Chuck, so glad I could find you! How do you feel about your title win?

Chuck: Look at me Bole, I am magnificent. I beat an Olympic Gold Medalist, which makes me the most impressive athlete in the BMWF!

Bole: You beat his cousin!

Chuck: I have the belt! So that means that I beat him! I get the job done, Bole. When I decided I was going to be the best looking man on the planet! I went out and did it! When I decided I was going to make this world a better looking place with Flex-itude, I did it! There was nothing that could stop me from making all my dreams come true. That's where it comes to you…

(Chuck stares into the camera.)

Chuck: You fans are the most disgusting things I have ever seen. Looking at this state makes me want to vomit! I know it is all cold up here, but eat some salads for crying out loud! I know they don't taste as good as burgers, but it will do your body good! If you don't have the willpower to do that, let me give you a little advice, get the Flex-itude system! Just call 1-877-FLEX4ME! You can talk to the nice operators, and everything will get on track for you! As you can see from my Hardcore title, (Chuck looks down at the belt on his waist.) Flex-itude works in a variety of situations! It can make everything in your life seem simple. You will be able to do things you never could before! Flex-itude works for me. Now, I am golden!

Bole: Tonight, you face off against the light-weight champion, Cash Flo!

Chuck: I have had my eye on this man for quite some time! I was thinking that maybe he and I could start a business venture and make us all more money! I have the brains and the system, him with the bucks! Maybe, I can show him what type skills I have tonight. Maybe…

(Chuck grabs his flex bar and walks down the hall away from Bole.)

(Havoc is walking backstage when a man, dressed in a
mask and sporting a bWo t-shirt, comes around the
corner landing a chair shot to his face! Havoc
stumbles back as the man hits him in the back. The
attacker drops the chair, grabs Havoc's head, and hits
a double arm DDT on the steel chair!!! The man sets
Havoc's head on the chair, runs around the corner, and
comes back with another chair. He places it on Havoc's
head, then climbs up on a nearby crate, and leaps off.
Hitting Havoc with a vicious leg drop, right on his
head. The attacker isn't finished, he starts stomping
on the chair and on Havoc's head, sandwich between
them!!! The referee's burst onto the scene to break it
up. The man pushes a few of them around, looks at the
camera.)

Attacker: bWo for life!

(The referee's manage to get the guy away. The camera
focuses on the unconscious Havoc and his bloody face.)

Non-Title-Match:
Chuck Porterhouse beat Cash Flo by disqualification in 0:07:37.
Rating: *

Come on,
Bring it,
Come on
Come on.

(A big green dollar sign forms on the ramp. A massive
explosion  rocks the stage as golden sparks raining
down from the rafters. Stepping out on the stage is
CASH FLO. He's wearing a pair of dark green wrestling
tights, black boots with silver dollar signs on the
backs of them. Wrapped around his waist is the LH
title. Before walking down the ramp he scans the
crowd. As the music continues to play, the chorus on a
loop, CASH FLO confidently struts down to the ring.
Before getting in the ring, he grabs a mic from the
time keeper. Sliding into the ring, the music
gradually fades out as the cheers of the crowd fade
in.)

Cash Flo: That's right, the biggest and not to mention
sexiest BMWF Megastar in the federation today is out
here to tell you all the way it is.

(pop)

Cash Flo: I am the most Flo-tastic Megastar in world
wrestling entertainment today. Nobody and Cash Flo
means, nobody, is as High flying or Cash-rific as me.
And that is, true!

(pop)

Cash Flo: Tonight, here in New Haven, you will see an
Amazing match up. As I, Big Daddy Cash, kick the BLEEP
out of a nobody who thinks he's as sexy as me. Who in
the hell does Chuck Porterhouse think he is? Cash Flo?
I don't think so. Listen up son, you will never be as
Amazing as Cash Flo. I have a Million Dollar physic. I
have Million Dollar catch phrases and gold plated
sunglasses. What do you got? Nothing but a 1-800
number. Which is nothing to be proud of, hell the
Judge got's one of those: 1-800-A$$-JUDGE.

(pop)

Cash Flo: There is one thing you got, Chuck, that
would make most wrestlers jealous. You know what that
is? Simple, you get the honor, nay the pleasure, of
stepping into the ring with the BMWF Hero. Not many
can say they've had the pleasure, but you will. You
can even tell people how you got a Million Dollar
Splash! So why don't you stop drinking your BLEEP and
get your @$$ out here so I can kick it. And that,
Chucky, you can take to the bank!

*END OF MATCH*

(Chuck pulls Cash Flo off of the mat and whips him into the ropes. Chuck catches Flo with a strong spinebuster and immediately locks on a bear hug. Chuck whips Cash Flo from side to side as he has the Bear Hug locked on. The ref checks on Cash before Chuck drops him to the mat. Chuck plants a kick in the small of Cash Flo's back and then begins posing in the ring.)

(Chuck hits a gorilla press on Cash Flo. Chuck goes into a camel clutch and slams his weight against the back of Cash Flo. Chuck jumps again an slams his weight against Cash. Chuck jumps again, but Cash rolls over and knees Chuck in the groin. Cash stands up and charges, but Chuck ducks and clotheslines Cash Flo to the mat. Chuck leans against the ropes and recovers.)

(Chuck is doing pushups in the ring as Cash is getting to his feet. Chuck knocks Cash Flo down with a hard left hand and whips him into the corner. Chuck follows him in and slams a shoulder into his chest. Chuck lifts Cash Flo to the top rope. Chuck climbs up and is knocked down to the mat by Cash. Cash Flo stands up and is about to deliver the Million Dollar Splash. Chuck jumps up and grabs Cash off of the top rope. Chuck flips Cash onto his back and locks on the Flex-itude stretch. Chuck pulls down hard and walks to the center of the ring.)

(Suddenly, Kurt Dangle runs to ringside. He has a flex-bar and jumps into the ring. He clocks Chuck over the head with the bar causing a DQ. He then slaps on the Ankle Lock.)

No-Time-Limit-Match:
Maverick defeated Skippy the Fool in 0:02:42.
Rating: -*

(When Skippy made his way to the ring, Maverick came from the side of the rampway and nailed him with a spear to the side of his ribs knocking the smaller wrestler off the rampway. Maverick then began stomping the ribs of Skippy without thinking of the consequences. Maverick proceeded to drag him to the ring and rolled in behind him. Mav placed Skip in a camel clutch and wrenched back viciously like a pit bull. The referee gave Maverick a warning as he was begining to choke Skippy. The Fool stares up at Maverick just as he releases the hold. Maverick then goes to lift Skip to his feet
but is caught by surprise when Skippy delivers a quick chop to Mavs throat. Skippy attempts to slap Maverick like crazy, but this only seems to piss the bWo leader off. As Maverick tries to catch Skippys hand, he gets poked in the eyes by the other and things keep looking bad for Maverick. The much stronger Maverick becomes infuriated by the humiliation and flings Skippy to the corner with an impressive display of might.)

(Towards the end...)

(Maverick whipped Skippy into the corner and followed behind with a sharp knee strike to the head of his opponent. Maverick then signalled to the crowd and gave the Wolfpac symbol to which the crowd roared. The former champion the delivers a spinning heel kick, dropping the young man to his back on the mats. Maverick laughs and leaps to the top ropes, only to turn around a leap off, twisting and turning until finally crashing down upon Skippys chest with a tremendous thud. Maverick then leans back against his opponents body, mocking the young man as the ref makes the three count.)

Reno Fontayne defeated The Executioner in 0:07:16.
Rating: ** 1/4
(Reno Fontayne retained the BMWF Intercontinental Title.)

PA:WHOOO!!!!

(White Pyro explodes from the Bruisertron as 2001 A Space Odyssey begins to
fill the arena. Reno Fontayne steps thru the black curtain dressed in a
black and white sequined BWO robe. The IC title is carried in front of him
by the lovely Ms. Fortune.)

Reno:Executioner! Who, are, You?!?!? I got here a little late tonite and I
didn't get a schedule. So when I got told that I was defending my title
against the Executioner? You can imagine my suprise.

(Reno throws the microphone down and begins peppering the executioner with
hard rights and lefts.)


*END OF MATCH*

(Reno throws the executioner hard to the ropes. The crowd surges as Reno
raises his hands in the air signalling for the RENO CUTTER. Reno quickly
covers the Executioner for the pin 1,2,3.)

(Lowedown walks over to the Legion of Doom as they are about to make their way through the entrance way. Lowedown taps Dozer on the arm due to the spikes being a bit sharp. Dozer spins around and looks downward. Logan is about to get in Lowedown's face, but Dozer holds him back for a moment...)

Dozer:What do you want...brother?

Lowedown:Hey now brother. Ease up on the steroids would ya? Those traps look pretty chiseled there don't they?

Logan:We don't have time for this! Can't you wait two minutes before getting your bWo @$$e$ kicked in that ring?

Lowedown:You my friend need to switch to decaf right now alrighty? Look, I know we've had our difference and I want to make amends for past mistakes. Let's go out there and just beat the everloving hell out of each other and then let it be from there. We leave the famly feud out there cool?

Dozer:That's it? That's all you've got?

Lowedown:I'm pretty much right to the point brother.

Dozer:I get skipped at your wedding and you make that joke Maverick your best man when it should have been me! You expect me to just roll over and die?

Lowedown:Live and let live brother! Your head wasn't in the game and you know it! You were so focused on keeping your tag belt that it was you who forgot me first! Now, I'm willing to wipe the slate clean right here and now and go back to the beginning. Are you down with that?

Logan:I think you should walk away Doze. This guy ain't your brother.

Dozer:I'll decide this for myself Logan! You want to wipe the slate clean?

Lowedown:That's right. What do you say?

(Lowedown extends his hand out to his brother and Dozer looks down and the looks back up...)

Dozer:Why don't you get ready to wipe your blood off that mat?!? You see this guy standing next to me? He's my tag team partner and he's more of a brother than you'll be! Get the BLEEP out of my face!

("Iron Man" begins to pour through the New Haven Coliseum as Dozer walks away from his brother and out the entrance way...)

Lowedown:Oh yeah...he definitely won't be making it to Thanksgiving dinner this year.

fade....

(Judge is walking backstage when a man, dressed in a
mask and sporting a bWo t-shirt, comes around the
corner landing a chair shot to his face! Judge
staggers, but doesn't fall. The attacker nails him
again, this time right smack in the middle of his
face. This time Judge falls down, his face clearly
busted open. The attacker places the chair on Judge's
privates and then stomps on it! Judge cries out as the
masked man lands a spinning heal kick to Judge's face!
A bunch of referee's come running out and forcing the
man to back off. He pushes past them and gets up on
the camera.)

Attacker: bWo for life!

(The referee's manage to get the guy away. The camera
focuses on the unconscious Judge and his bloody face.)

Non-Title-Triangle Match:
The New Road Warriors defeated Dreadnaught and LoweDown and
The Union (Robbie Van Dam and Scotty Scott) when Phillips pinned Van Dam
with the Bulldozer in 0:14:28.
Rating: * 3/4

(Dreadnaught is tagged in by Lowedown and he storms across the ring at Scotty Scott. Scotty hits a clothesline and Dreadnaught falls to the mat. Scotty goes to pull Dreadnaught up and Dreadnaught whips him to the ropes. Dreadnaught catches Scotty with a Cobra Clutch. Scotty begins to look dazed and Dreadnaught drops the Cobra Clutch into a slam. Dreadnaught quickly goes to the top rope and points at Scotty. Dreadnaught leaps and lands an LA Hangover on Scotty Scott. Dreadnaught goes for the cover. It is broken up by RVD.)

*NEAR THE END*

(The match has broken down and Dreadnaught and RVD are exchanging blows. Scotty and Lowedown are slugging it out, when Scotty locks on the Scott-amission. Dreadnaught lands a knee lift and drops RVD to the mat with the Dread-bomb. Dreadnaught comes from behind Scotty and delivers a superkick to the back of his head. Scotty drops to the mat. Lowedown is the legal man and locks a dragon sleeper on Scotty. Dreadnaught clotheslines RVD over the top rope. Scotty taps out as the pain on his face is evident.)

(But the referee was down and was unable to see Scotty tap. Soon the match continued)

(Road Warrior Logan whips Lowedown hard to the ropes. Lowedown catches Road
Warrior Logan across the head a vicious hard clothesline. Dozer runs into
the ring kicking his brother off before the referee can make the count. RVD
enters the ring hitting a wild spin kick on  Dozer. Dread and Scotty begin
fighting in the opposite corner. Lowedown picks Logan up for the Downlowe.
As Lowedown struggles with the bulky Logan. The Road Warrior catches
Lowedown in the house of pain sending him hard to the mat. Both men fall in
exhaustion to the ring mat as they do Lowedown falls first with Logan
landing on him. The referee turns to see Lowedowns shoulders on the mat and
counts 1,2,...kickout.)

(Finally, Dozer managed to nail RVD with the Bulldozer and went for the pin.)

*After the match*

(Dreadnaught rolls out of the ring and Lowedown locks Scotty in the DownTime. Dreadnaught grabs a can of black spray paint and rolls back into the ring. Dreadnaught shakes the can and looks directly into the eyes of Scotty. He suddenly sprays the paint directly into eyes of Scotty. Lowe drops the hold as Scotty violently grabs to cover his eyes. As he rolls on the mat, Dreadnaught sprays "bWo 4-Life" on Scotty's back. Lowedown and Dreadnaught display the Wolf-Pac sign for the entire arena.)

THE END...for now...