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BMWF SummerSlammed Part II
Date : 8/30/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Skydome Toronto Canada
 


(The fans in the Toronto Skydome begin to boo as they hear Nirvana's "Lithium" play from the speakers as we see Axe emerge from the back wearing a solid black sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of black/white tear-away pants with his black Doc Martins.)

(He stops and walks to one side of the stage to the other soaking in all the chants and boos before giving an evil grin. Finally Axe begins the descent down the rampway and mouths off at the crowd shaking his head in disgust enjoying every minute of the reactions before rolling underneath the bottom rope and receiving a microphone from the ring announcer the music abruptly stopping.)

(Axe begins to pace back and forth moving quite a lot in the ring letting the crowd do their chant before he can finally speak.)

CROWD: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

Axe: When I was awoken by the wake up call from the hotel I was staying at I was eager to get out of bed. So I quickly hurried out with my bags and checked out before receiving my transportation to where I am now. All I could think about and just about wait for was tonight in this very ring...facing Reno Fontayne for the BMWF Television Championship title! When I lifted some weights and did my repetitions of push-ups and sit-ups all I saw in my head was the vision of a new champion.

(The crowd boos to Axe's comment but he ignores them and carries on speaking.)

Axe: Reno....I know I've faced you before and never became successful but with the time comes changes and although change is a hard thing to accept it is a part of life. I am glad though you haven't underestimated me seeing my matches with your close friend Lowedown. You noticed I put my body on the line and did everything I possibly could but the mistake I finally realized that I didn't do was going OVER THE BORDER!

Axe: Now let me explain. When I say going over the border not only do I mean it in terms of craziness and showcasing hardcore displays of violence but of abilities...energy...sweat...power....strength and the drive to keep it going until the opponent is wary and had enough. So not only will you see later on tonight but JR, King, the thousands in this arena, millions watching at home and all of the staff, security, road agents, wresters and anybody else in the back!

Axe: In order for me to become victorious I have to go OVER THE BORDER...nothing can be deemed impossible...nothing can be deemed unreachable so Reno my mind...soul...spirit and body are ready for what you bring and are ready for what I will execute.

(Axe hops up onto the middle turnbuckle and places the microphone close to his mouth.)

Axe: Whether you Canadians like it not there will be a new Television Champion...I am determined...bound...and driven to go over the border and deliver The Loner's Landing no matter how long it takes or how tired I am....Reno you will have an issue on your hands! Can you do it...we'll find out later but that title will be around my waist by the end of the night!

(Axe simply drops the microphone and exits the ring as Nirvana's "Lithium" starts back up on the speakers, Axe soaking in all boos and opinions from crowd but having to smile as he walks up the ramp backwards before finally going behind the curtain and disappearing.)

JR: Axe really wants that Television title King I think we're going to see this young athlete at his very best!

King: You can say that again JR!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Los Angeles...
Weighing in at 267 pounds...

Shane "Sy" Perish

(The lights in the arena dim to complete darkness. Suddenly a blinding flash goes off with a thunderous boom.)

PA: Now It's your time to Perish!!!

("Superstar 2" by Saliva goes over the PA system. Gold strobes start flashing over the crowd accompanied by blue laser lights. Shane walks out from behind the curtain with dteremination. Jacklyn follows suit trying to keep up. They reach the ring and Shane slides in the ring. Jacklyn stays on the outside. Shane Walks to the turnbuckle and taunts to the crowd. He hops down and stares at the ramp waiting for Witherspoon.)


LILLY: His opponent...
From Minneapolis...
Weighing in at 300 pounds...

Witherspoon

(All the lights in the arena shut down suddenly, a drum beat pounding lightly from the speaker.)

King: Who forgot to pay the power bill?

(Suddenly, a huge explosion comes from the ring as pyro's shoot off from the four turnbuckles. Kashmir By Led Zeplin blares out from the speakers and as the smoke and sparks dissipate, Witherspoon is seen standing in the middle of the ring wearing black plants, black shirt, and his trenchcoat. His head is lowered as the crowd Boo's him loudly. Witherspoon lifts a mic to his mouth and the music slowly dies down.)

Witherspoon: Last week, I turned on Tobey Miliken, and the rest of his little stable, and I assisted in tearing them apart. Now, Tobey and Howitzer have been screaming their heads off about it, comparing me to certain colonial turncoats and such. Kris Carmichael has been silent, for the simple reason that he was hospitilized.

(Witherspoon smirks evilly)

Witherspoon: What I dont understand is that Tobey is surprised by this outcome. I mean, honestly Miliken, we've hated eachother since the begining. The gates of hell will open up and bour forth onto the earth if we ever teamed up. Now although that does sounbd like a good time, I dont like you. My record is better then your's, and Im far more succesful then you, so why would I want to be in a stable lead by you? I mean, thats about as ridiculas as me playing to all these idiots in the stands!

(The crowd Boo's loudly)

WItherspoon: Enough of that. Now my focus is on Shane. You ran your mouth before the match, and it's going to cost you. Im going to leave you a bloody mess when this is over, win or lose. So get ready for it!

(Witherspoon tosses the mic asside and pulls his trench coat and shirt off, tossing them to the side of the ring)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!



JR: Witherspoon and SHane lock up in the ring

Witherspoon pushes Shane to the ground

Witherspoon stomps on Shane's body

Witherspoon whips shane into the ropes but Shane reverses with a clothesline

Shane hits Witherspoon with a side walk slam

Witherspoon and shane exchange punches in the center of the ring

Witherspoon head buts Shane

Witherspoon hits Shane with a Haymaker

Witherspoon drives Shane's head into the mat with a crucifix

Witherspoon goes for the cover, 1...2.. kick out!

King: Typical Witherspoon style right here JR!

JR: WItherspoon hits Shane with a big boot to the face

Witherspoon locks in a boot choke

WItherspoon releases after a 4 count

Witherspoon locks in an arm bar

Shane fights to break free

THe ref checks on Shane

WItherspoon yanks back on the arm

Shane screams in pain

Shane fights tro the rope

Witherspoon drops the hold after a four count

Witherspoon suplexes Shane

Witherspoon locks in a headlock

King: Do it Spoon!

JR: Witherspoon trying to wear down his opponenet

JR: Shane is fading

Shane trys to reach the ropes

THe ref checks on Shane

Witherspoon tightens the hold on him

Shane makes it to the ropes

Witherspoon kicks him in the side

Witherspoon goes for a clothesline, but Shane counters with a Spinebuster

Shane goes for the pin 1..2.. kick out!

Witherspoon smacks Shane Perish with a devastating clothesline .
Witherspoon is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Witherspoon smacks Shane Perish with a devastating clothesline .
Witherspoon executes big boot to face on Shane Perish.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Witherspoon goes for a boot choke, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish hits a spinebuster on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Witherspoon takes Shane Perish down with haymaker.
Witherspoon goes for a boot choke, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with reverse suplex.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a gutbuster.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish goes for a backdrop, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon smacks Shane Perish with a devastating clothesline .
Witherspoon goes for a headbutt, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a spinebuster.
Shane Perish nails Witherspoon with a spinebuster.
You could hear a pin drop.
Shane Perish uses a superkick on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish covers Witherspoon.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Shane Perish complains about a slow count.
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon goes for a German suplex, but Shane Perish counters it with
a facerake.
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon hits haymaker on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon goes for an ax kick, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish uses a spinebuster on Witherspoon.
You could hear a pin drop.
Shane Perish executes reverse suplex on Witherspoon.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
You could hear a pin drop.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish is going for the cover.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Shane Perish goes for reverse suplex, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon takes Shane Perish down with a German suplex.
Len Stanley counts: One, shoulder up.
Witherspoon complains about a slow count.
Witherspoon runs into the ropes.

(Jacklyn gets up on the apron. She seems to be nursing Shane. Trying to help him get up.)

JR: She needs to get down she could get hurt.

(Witherspoon runs into Shane from behind knocking Jacklyn to the floor. Jacklyn hits her head on the barricade on the way down.)

King: She may be bruised I should go check.

(Witherspoon starts to pick Shane up. Shane powers out of Witherspoon’s grasp. Shane kicks Witherspoon in the gut.)

JR: HERE IT COMES!!! PERISHER ON WITHERSPOON!!

King: He’s not Shane’s shaking his head and picking him back up.

JR: He know’s it will take more to keep Spoon down. ANOTHER PERISHER!!!

King: He’s finally covering.

JR: The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Shane Perish goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
You could hear a pin drop.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Shane Perish!

(Shane looks around and notices jacklyn’s lifeless body on the floor. Shane rolls out of the ring and picks up Jacklyn J.. He starts to carry her to the back as officials check on Witherspoon.)

KING; well, Witherspoon looks ok to me.

(Witherspoon is making his way up the ramp. When a loud noise fills the arena.
The "SUMMER SLAMMED" sign falls off of the entrance way and crashes on top of Witherspoon.)

KING: OH MY GOSH!

JR: The Summer Slammed sign has fallen on top of Spoon.

King: Is he dead?

JR: FOR GOD'S SAKE SEND OUT THE PARAMEDICS.

Witherspoon is under the sign and not moving.
Two paramedics come rushing out with a stretcher, but they can't move the sign it is too heavy. The paramedics call for some help. Out comes security and they all lift the sign and pick it up and move it out of the way.
The paramedics start checking Witherspoon.

King: Is he alive?

JR: I just don't believe this. Never in the history of this great federation has anything like this ever happened.

King: Bruiser needs to fire his maintenance workers for this shoddy display of .

JR: Hush King, I'm trying to hear what the medics are saying.

The paramedics put a neck brace on Witherspoon and are continuing to monitor his pulse.
Micheal Bole comes running out and is checking on Witherspoon.

JR: Bole is Spoon ok?

Bole: JR, it looks as if he is alive and his eyes are moving as though he is trying to awaken to consciousness.

JR: Oh thank God.

The paramedics pick the stretch up and start to wheel Witherspoon out of the arena.

Bole: The medics are going to take Witherspoon to the hospital. Witherspoon was responding to stimuli and he did seem to have movement of his arms. But his legs were not moving.

King: Good night JR. Do you think that Witherspoon is paralyzed below the waist?
JR: Let's hope not King.

The paramedics wheel Witherspoon to the ambulance and load up.
The ambulance starts to take off but it drives around to the back of the arena?

JR: Where is the ambulance going?

King: They must be driving around back to the catering area to get a donut before they leave.

There's a big dump truck around the back. The ambulance pulls up behind it.
The paramedics jump out of the ambulance and opens up the back of it.
The paramedics pull off their wigs and latex masks.
It's Tobey Miliken and Howitzer.

JR: OH NO!

King: The Young Guns are getting revenge on Witherspoon.

Meyers is in the dump truck and turns on the hydraulics causing the back of the truck to rise up and spill a ton of bricks into the ambulance on top of Witherspoon.

King: If he wasn't paralyzed before he is now JR.

JR: THIS IS SICK. JUST SICK.

Tobey: I warned you Spoon, you shouldn't have screwed with me.

Witherspoon's hand pops up out of the bricks and then falls back down.

Tobey: You should never turn your back on The Young Guns. Come on fellas. Are work is done.

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Tyrone smith turns a corner and comes face to face with master Z. Before he can react, Master Z drops him with a brass knuckle shot to the face. Master Z then trades in his knucks for a nearby steel chair.)

(Master Z charges Tyrone Smith and swings the chair as if trying to hit a home run.)

*CRACK*

(Master Z continues)

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

(Master Z drops the mangled chair and once again pulls out his brass knuckles. Master Z drops to one knee and repeatedly decks Tyrone Smith in the face. Master Z talks with each shot.)

Master Z: Look at the world champ now!
*CRACK*
Bleed!
*CRACK*
You are nothing compared to Master Z!
*CRACK*
I am immortal!
*CRACK*
This is the house I built!
*CRACK*
But your time has come my friend!
*CRACK*
Tonight I will take all of your responsibility away
*CRACK*
It will be Master Z who is known as the man who ended Tyrone Smith's career
*CRACK*
And I will be the man known as the new and rightful owner of that world title belt!

(Master Z winds up to hit Tyrone Smith again, but instead lowers his arm smiling. Instead, Master Z spits in the bleeding face of his opponent. Z stands and brushes himself off.)

Master Z: Tyrone Smith, you've never beaten me in the past and you will never beat me in the present! There is something that seperates the two of us. You are a man who talks, I am a man who talks. The difference is that I can back up my words. When the evening is said and done both you and Maverick will be carried out in a stretcher and I will walk out wearing 20 plus 20 that's 40 pounds of gold around my waist!

(Master Z turns and walks away sliding the brass knuckles into his back pocket.)

>>>

(Cherri Runnels, wondering why her bag of M&Ms had Ws in it, accidentally
runs into a note hanging from the ceiling.)

"...my dark defined my light..."

(Cherri spends the next minute flipping it over to see if anything else is
written, then tosses it in the trash.)

King: You know JR, I hear Cherri dyes her hair.

JR: Really? What's her natural color?

King: Blonde! HAHA!

JR: Sigh...we'll be right back!

>>>

(Howitzer is seen walking down the buffet hall of the Toronto Skydome,
wearing light pressed khakis, shiny black shoes, and a basic blue Oxford.
His gymbag is slung over his shoulder. The crew members all greet Howitzer
enthusiastically as he stops to shake hands and chat with them. The Couch
walks up to Howitzer with a cameraman and a microphone.)

Couch: Howitzer, you're in a Fatal Four-Way match up tonight for the
Hardcore Championship. This is the highest you've ever been on the card,
and it's at one of the biggest Pay Per Views in this business.
Unfortunately for you, Lowedown has the title. Do you really think you have
a realistic chance of winning tonight? I mean, come on.

(Howitzer looks at The Couch as though trying to decide whether or not to
put his head through the wall. He takes a deep breath and exhales before
speaking.)

HOWITZER: No, Couch. You got me. I don't think I have ANY chance of
winning the Hardcore Championship. I mean, I don't know why I even bothered
showing up to the arena tonight...I'm just going to get embarrassed by
Lowedown and look like a total rookie goof. Excuse me Couch, I'm just...I'm
just going to leave.

(Howitzer turns to go back out the door. A camera goes to follow him, Couch
close behind.)

Couch: Yeah Howitzer, that's probably a good idea. Why don't you save
yourself a little embarrassment.

(The camera shows Howitzer grinning from ear to ear. As he nears the
dessert table, he picks up a custard pie. As Couch watches Howitzer leave,
Howitzer wheels around and launches the pie at Couch. It hits him full in
the face.)

HOWITZER: On second thought Couch you little floater, why don't I just
embarrass YOU?

(Couch is stunned and slowly tries to wipe the pie off his face. The crowd
cheers.)

HOWITZER: As a great man - I'm sorry, as The Great One - says: "Hey
Couch...I hope you like...PIE! HA HA!"

(The crowd pops huge as Howitzer pushes The Couch out of the way and
continues to the locker room area to prepare for the championship match.
Suddenly, he stops and turns back to the camera.)

HOWITZER: And Black...I understand you've got somebody on the card tonight
in your sights. In case you're thinking about attacking me, well...I
wouldn't.

And by the way...oak-paneled rooms, leather furniture, sipping sherry and
puffing cigars? Are you a wrestler, or Alistair Cooke?

(Howitzer turns back around and heads to the locker room.)

>>>

KING: Actually, Howitzer's match isn't a fatal four way. It's a 3 on 1 handicap match. One of his team has to pin Lowedown for the win!

JR: Maybe Commissiner Dangle didn't make that clear enough.

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is for the BMWF LH title.

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Aquatic...
Hailing from Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
The Judge

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

(Black and white pyros shoot off around the stage as the Judge Joe Brown theme hits. The Judge appears from behind the curtains, holding his BMWF Light-Heavyweight title over his shoulder. He walks about halfway down the ramp and then stops. The Judge raises his gavel in the air and then brings it down three times, each time a black and white pyro shoots off behind him. The Judge enters the ring and raises his Light-Heavyweight title in the air to get a chorus of cheers from the crowd. The Judge then hands over his Light-Heavyweight title to the ref and waits for his opponent.)


LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez...
Hailing from Mexico City...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Mafioso


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

The Judge whips Mafioso into the turnbuckle.
The Judge runs shoulder-first into the corner.
The Judge nails Mafioso with neckbreaker.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.

The Judge whips Mafioso into the ropes, but Mafioso reverses it.
Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez pulls down the top rope.
Bart Farinus threatens Mafioso with disqualification.
Mafioso goes through the ropes.
Mafioso whips The Judge into the guardrail.
Mafioso uses a Russian legsweep on The Judge.
Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez comes from behind and distracts The Judge.
Mafioso shoves The Judge into the guardrail.
Mafioso goes for a pumphandle slam, but The Judge blocks it.
Aquatic comes from behind and distracts Mafioso.
The Judge hits Mafioso with neckbreaker.
The Judge throws Mafioso into the guardrail.
Bart Farinus counts: 1.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Bart Farinus counts: 2.
Aquatic comes from behind, but Mafioso nails Aquatic.
The Judge throws Mafioso back into the ring.

JR: Mafioso takes Judge down with a DDT and then taunts the crowd!

King: That no-good Mafioso!

JR: But The Judge jumps back to his feet behind Mafioso! Mafioso doesn't even notice!

(Mafioso turns around and The Judge kicks him in the stomach!)

JR: The Judge runs against the ropes and connects with a scissors kick! The Judge heads to the top rope as the capacity crowd cheers!

(The Judge climbs on the top rope and as Mafioso slowly gets to his feet, The Judge leaps off of the turnbuckle and hits the Gavel Smash!)

King: Gavel Smash! It could be over!

JR: The Judge covers Mafioso as the crowd cheers!

The Judge goes for the pin.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, three.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is The Judge!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>


(Reno is shown sitting backstage alone in his dressing room. The lights are dimmed only the light of a few candles can be seen.)

Reno: Mirror Mirror on the wall. Who is the sexiest of them all?

(Female voices) OH RENO!!!!!

(Fontayne turns toward the silouhette of three scantily clad young ladies.)

Reno: Sometimes it gets so hard...just being pretty.

(fade)

>>>

(The scene opens as Slim Jim Sullivan knocks on the locker room door of Axes' when the man himself answers dripping of sweat and looking fired up for his upcoming match.)

Slim Jim: Hey Axe could we get some words on your match up with Reno Fontayne for the Television title?

Axe: Yeah alright but I have to finish my work out and then have some things to attend to, come in.

(As the cameraman and Slim Jim Sullivan are let inside they see a skipping rope, a series of weights and a mat for doing sit-ups and push-ups. There are several bottles of water nearby and Axe's attire is hanging up in his locker along with his luggage etc.)

Slim Jim: Wow Axe you sure have been working out, usually I am told you just sit in here smoking cigarettes.

(Axe is in the middle of doing some bicep curls but has a chance to look up at Slim Jim.)

Axe: Yeah well I don't have time for any of that...anyways that probably led to my errors...tonight it's all about winning that title and being a singles champion and getting the respect I deserve.

Slim Jim: Okay well do you mind if I start?

Axe: Go right ahead.

Slim Jim: Axe you and Reno have fought before as you know, what can you see happening in this match up?

(Axe speaks between each repetition of his weight lifting but eyes are completely focused while beads of sweat run down his forehead.)

Axe: Correct we have fought before...but this time is much more different...this time there is gold on the line and my ultimate goal is not obviously just to become the new Television champion but show all that dedication...determination and energy spent in defeating the Pretty Boy.

Axe: There's going to be a lot of slugging, powerful moves and basically exciting non-stop action that I will deliver no matter what, injured shoulder or not.

Slim Jim: Speaking of that how is your shoulder since it was separted by Lowedown?

Axe: It shouldn't be a problem but because of the last matches with Kris CarMichael... (Grins evily) it may be a target for Reno to attack as a lot know but you know I could care less if it kills my entire body when I lift Reno up...I just gonna try and fight through it.

Slim Jim: Speaking of Kris CarMichael why did you do that to that young man's career?

Axe: Oh just to let him know what it's like...and don't worry I haven't forgotten about him and I am sure he hasn't forgotten about me. Guess he just can't hack coming in the ring for the time being but after I become the Television Champion...and he's back that's if he's not run with his tail between his legs I'll give him a shot. But let's not talk about him for the time being...it's all about Reno.

Slim Jim: Are you worried about interference from Reno?

Axe: To a certain extent but I know I can hold my own and I know Reno won't let his new found friend Logan easily get caught trying anything on me. Am I worried about the Legends? No...the interference can't keep me down I need to stay focused on the one man only...and it's Reno inside that squared circle.

Slim Jim: Well any last comments?

Axe: Yeah and just this. Reno...your time with that title has come to its end...a new name has been chosen and I will gladly take it from you but I know it won't be easy. However don't think so much when your dealing with me...see you real soon!

Slim Jim: Thanks for the time Axe.

Axe: Okay could you leave now? I want to finish up.

Slim Jim: Sure thing.

(Slim Jim Sullivan leaves the locker room door as the camera catches Axe beginning to do a series of crunches as the scene fades out.)

>>>

(We see Bole walking down a corridor on the hunt for the exclusive, he walks round the corner to see Ezekiel zipping up a large duffel bag and throwing it over his shoulder)

Bole: Ezekiel can I have a quick word?

Ezekiel: You will whether I say yes or no.

Bole: Um, yeah, so Ezekiel this is without doubt the biggest match of your BMWF career here tonight at Summer Slammed.

Ezekiel: An accurate summation, this is indeed a prevalent obstacle. However the light has been growing as of late, and the truth cannot be suppressed. Times are slowly changing here, the past is fading and the future is being written.

(Ezekiel turns and walks off down the hall)

>>>

( "Adrenaline" by Gavin Rossdale begins to play. "December 16th 2002" scrolls across the screen. A clip of Tamer talking to Bole in his first interview is shown. "Prepare To Be Tamed" Flashes….

Clips of Tamer's match flash by. Tamer is shown face to face with Vernon In their first encounter…..

" BruiserMania 2003" Tamer is shown with his hand raised over a bloodied Dollar Bill. "Prime Time" A clip flashes of the formation of Prime Time….

"Golden" Tamer and Vernon are shown holding the Tag Titles in the air. Clips of many of Tamer's match scroll by. "Tyrone Smith" Random clips of Tamer and Tyrone flash by and then stops showing Tamer and Tyrone face to face….

The Gold belt title match between Tamer and Tyrone flashes by and then stops showing Tame holding the Gold Belt above his head. Tamer is then shown holding the Intercontinental title and All-American title. Clips from The Prime Time show flash by….

"Brothers of The Apocalypse burns through the clips. Then many clips of Tamer and Tyrone roll shwoing them outside of and inside the ring together….

Tamer holding up The All-American title and The Tag Team title is shown. Clips of Tamer and Dizi together flash by….

"He has everything he could want"

"Summer Slammed 2004" Tamer, Inferno, and Mineral are shown standing in the ring.

"Will he lose it all?" The camera zooms in on Tamer. "The End of a Career?" Is on the screen as we slowly fade away….

-BZZZZZZZT-THIS-IS-A-PUBLIC-SERVICE-ANNOUNCEMENT-BZZZT-THIS-IS-ONLY-A-TEST-

Inferno: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!

(We watch slow-motion/fast-motion replays of Eco-System entrances through the years.)

Inferno: WE ARE THE ECO-SYSTEM! SINCE OUR INCEPTION, WE HAVE BEEN THE MOST DOMINANT TAG FORCE IN THE INDUSTRY!

(We watch Inferno pinning The One for the #1 contendership, Mineral spearing Scotty Scott through a flaming table, Inferno powerbombing then legdropping Scotty through another one, the Eco-System first appearing on Bedlam with the belts.)

Mineral: WE HAVE WALKED THROUGH HELLFIRE AND BRIMSTONE TO GET HERE!

(We see Team Beautiful going through a flaming announcers' table, Mineral setting fire to Dreadnaught's car a while back, Inferno trapping Kolic in the "heatbox')

Mineral: WE HAVE RULED THE TAG DIVISION WITH AN IRON FIST!

(We see Mineral sending Rey and Inferno over the scaffold to win their first tag title, Inferno pinning Latino Heat to win their second, Inferno pinning Tai Hashi to win their third.)

Inferno: And you…you're just a PUNK!

(We see Mineral Boulder-Than-Thouing Tamer on a steel ladder, The Messenjahs Messenjah Bombing Tamer, Tamer goingfirst into the cgae watching his blood splatter everywhere.)

Inferno: We've taken out WORLD CHAMPIONS, while you CHOKE before them!

(We see Lowedown getting powerbombed off the top rope causing a hole to be put in the ring, Lowedown making Tamer tap to the Downtime. We see Master Z getting Take Twoed by the Eco-System into steel steps and Tyrone getting busted open by a punch from Mineral, and we see Tamer getting pinned by Maverick under a pile of coins.)

Mineral: HELL NORWAY, we've taken out WHOLE STABLES!

(We see the Eco-System beating down Tamer and Tyrone as The Messenjahs, the night the Eco-System went through the whole bWo one at a time, and the night the Eco-System neutralized the entire Brotherhood with spears and tear gas to save Lowedown.)

Mineral: You're not the first person we've retired…and you won't be the last.

(We see the masked Hellfire and Brimstone attacking Slammin Jammin Inc with steel chairs-SJI out for good with post-concussion syndrome, we see the Eco-System Pillmanizing Box-Box out with concussion, and even Aquatic retiring Athena!)

Inferno: Your retirement is not a certainty, or a necessity…

(We see a bloodied Eco-System hitting simulatanious 360-degree leg drops on Tyrone and Tamer, and of course, the infamous shot of Vernon being speared off the top of the ladder into an exposed turnbuckle by Inferno.)

Inferno/Mineral: IT'S JUST THE LAW OF THE ECO-SYSTEM!!!

FADE

>>>

(Spirit, a tall, dark haired beauty who has recently been seen in association with the arrogant William Black is carrying a small wrapped package down a hallway backstage. She's dressed almost like a school girl, wearing a pleated, plaid mini skirt, and a silky white blouse. Her outfit is completed with fishnet stockings that vanish up her skirt and knee high tanker boots. Slowly she stops just outside of a locker room door, knocks, and then enters.)

SPIRIT: Scotty?

(The Camera follows her inside the locker room, revealing it to be the locker room of none other then the legendary Scotty Scott. Scotty is preparing for his match, but after Spirit walks in, he stops what he's doing and regards her carefully.)


Scotty: Yeah... What can I do ya for? But make it fast... I got a few thin's I need ta do.

SPIRIT: Sorry to bother you. I know you have important preparations to make... but this is for you. Its... from my man about that thing we spoke about the other night.

(She stops speaking after that, and carefully hands the package over, a wry smile on her lips.)

SPIRIT: I don't understand him sometimes, but he thought you might like it.

Scotty: Let me see what he has in here... He has a few good ideas, ya know.

(After another short exchange of words that seem to have some kind of hidden meaning, Spirit nods, and then struts her stuff right on out of the room, leaving Scotty sitting there with an even look on his face.)

Scotty: This might be interestin'....

>>>

(The Couch, on his way to a hot date [$50, comes with free air pump], sees a
note on the floor. Since he has some time to kill...lots of time...he reads
it.)

"...there are some utterly damaged particles to deal with..."

(Couch, clueless as always, tosses it away and heads to the store...er,
restaurant.)

King:

JR: Sorry to cut you off King, but we have to go to commercial!

King: Commercial? This is Pay-Per-View!

JR: With all the pre-emptions, we have to cover the bills somehow. We'll be
right back!

>>>

Howitzer, Misty Rivers and Tobey Miliken are making their way around the back when Bole comes running up to them.

Bole: SO tonight is the night. Perhaps a new Hardcore Champion will be crowned. But can 3 men...

Misty: Ahem...

Bole: I mean 3 people beat the 5 time world champion. Especially 3 rookies?

Tobey: Rookies you say? Let me tell you something about these 3 rookies. We might not be as well known as Lowedown but after tonight we will be known as the 4 that took out Lowedown and ended his hardcore title reign.

Bole: You mean 3, right?

Tobey looks at Meyers and Misty.

KING: Why is he looking at Meyers? Wait! who the heck in Meyers?

Tobey: Yeah, whatever.

Bole: Wait, is there a fourth member of The Young Guns?

Tobey: What makes you ask such a question?

Bole: Well you did say that...

Tobey: Come on guys, we have to go prepare a bit more.

Bole watches as they walk away and scratches his head.

>>>


-Tamer and Tyrone joint.--

(The scene opens in the locker room. Tamer and Tyrone are sitting down.)

Tamer: Wha-

Tyrone: No..

Tamer: But I could..

Tyrone: Wrong.

Tamer: This is my...

Tyrone: Zip dat (bleep).

Tamer: If I lose..

Tyrone: How many times I got ta tell ya. Ya aint gonna lose. Ya gonna send dem packin’.

Tamer: Right. You’re right.

Tyrone: Took ya dat long?

Tamer: Shut up.

Tyrone: So were we bouncing ta afta da show?

Tamer: Mr. Smith... I have a date.

Tyrone: Diz?

Tamer: Yep.

Tyrone: Werd.

Tamer: So you get to drink by yourself.

Tyrone: Harsh, But da part tis whereva I take it.

Tamer: Well we got matches to win.

Tyrone: Global Domination.

(Tamer and Tyrone start getting their ring gear as we fade.)


>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is for the BMWF TV Title.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Newark, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

Axe

(The lights in the Skydome suddenly go out as a strobe effect begins. The sold out Toronto crowd begin to roar with boos and start the infamous chants as Nirvana's "Lithium" begins to blast from the speakers.)

(Storming out from the entrance way dressed in his sleeveless shirt available at concession stands reading on the front "OVER THE BORDER..." and on the back "TO LONER'S LANDING!" along with some denim cargo shorts and black Doc Martins is Axe.)

(Axe stands tall and forms his hands into an "A" shape lifting high above his head as he looks all around the Skydome showing him no respect whatsoever. Axe slowly daws his arms down and makes his way down the metal rampway his eyes intense and determined.)

(Finally as he reaches the end of the ramp and has finished bad mouthing some BMWF fans at ringside rolls underneath the bottom rope and slowly gets to his feet. Axe than removes his shirt to reveal his shoulder heavily bandaged and his athletically toned body scarred, tattooed and bruised before tossing his shirt outside of the ring and hopping up onto one of the nearest turnbuckles.)

(He does the "A" shape again to the crowd but to no avail as they continue to rumble boos. Axe carefully drops down and turns taking a few steps over to the announcer to receive a microphone as he makes a cutting sign across his neck giving the sound crew the signal to cut the music and restore the house lights.)

CROWD: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

Axe: The only hole that will be left will be around Reno's waist after he loses tonight.

(The crowd boo loudly as Axe shakes his head and carries on.)

Axe: It is a shame you all haven't realized that I plan to take his title away once and for all and then finally you can see a worthy champion who will make the Television title proud and exciting for all to see!

(Thunderous boos come from the Skydome so loud that it could tear off it's retractable dome.)

Axe: But Reno I am here and I am ready to give a great battle. In fact I can't wait any longer...let's get this match underway and may the best man win...but of course we all know who that is.

(Axe spins around slightly until to be booed more before he shakes out his arms and hands the microphone to the announcer carefully rotating his shoulders before going to his corner and resting his arms on the ropes waiting for his opponent and the bell to sound.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of New Orleans, LA...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
"Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne

(The lights in the arena darken as flames erupt from the stage of the bruisertron creating a wall of fire that blocks the entrance.)

JR: Hellfire and Brimstone!
King: No, more like well placed pyrotechnics.

(The flames die down as "Highway to Hell" begins to play thru the arena the massive silouhette of Logan Alexander is shown in the entrance way to the Bruisertron. The massive ex navy seal begins to walk down the ramp exposing Reno Fontayne. Fontayne steps from the curtain wearing a pair of black patent leather wreslting tights and red wrestling style cowboy boots. RXF is emblazeded in Red across the buttocks of the World Television champion. Reno marches to the ring with the World television title draped across his shoulders. Reno rolls under the bottom rope before climbing to the second turnbuckle and raising the World TV title high over his head for the fans to see.)

JR: The World televison champion looks extremely focused here tonite King!

King: He needs to be Axe just broke a guys arm.

(Rushes across the ring placing a large size 12 boot into the croch of Axe. The referee blind to this is startled as Axe falls on his back.)

JR: Reno is waisting no time here King!

*DING DING*

(Reno grabs a handfull of Axe's hair and begins laying hard taped right fist to the forehead of Axe. The referee pleads with Reno to stop as he begins his five count. Reno lets go at the 4 count only to resume again once the count is broken.)

JR: Reno is facing Axe head up! He's trying to end this match before Axe has a chance to get started!

King: These two have unfinished buisness Reno still blames Axe and Eco system for stopping him and Dreadnaught from winning the tag team titles twice!

(Once again Reno stops his assault on Axe breaking the count only to place several hard kicks right to the head and the face of Axe.)

JR: I haven't seen this kind of Fire from Reno since he first joined the BMWF!

King: I tell you, something is going on Reno's acting like a man possesed. Lowedown has a BWO shirt on! I really think these guys are getting the band back together!

JR: Heaven help us all if your right king!

King: I think Heaven needs to help Axe!

(Reno bounces off of the ropes only to hit a bicycle kick to the back of Axe's head sending the wrestler hard onto his side.)

JR: Reno is dangerously intent on harming Axe!
King: I think he's sending a message JR!

(Reno bounces off of the ropes again this time hitting a hard elbow drop to the chest of Axe.)

Reno Fontayne goes for an inverted DDT, but Axe blocks it.
Axe executes an elbowsmash on Reno Fontayne.
Axe punches Reno Fontayne.

JR: Axe and Reno are just staring at each other and you can literally see that fire and intensity in the eyes of Axe he wants this Television title more than anything.

King: I think Axe just wants gold period JR.

JR: Good point.

Axe and Reno begin to get into each other's face and talk some trash as the crowd begin to build with excitement. Neither man has moved and they are nose to nose.

JR: Axe suddenly pushes Reno and he goes a few steps back. Reno retaliates with a push of his own and this crowd is getting louder and louder neither man not doing anything! Axe pushing Reno again and this time he falls back into the ropes. Reno does not look happy at all by this!

Reno drives forward and pushes back as Axe staggers back and nearly falls to the mat. He looks at the crowd and back at Reno and then to go the crowd when out of nowhere he clocks Reno with a huge left hand!

JR: Axe connecting with another thunderous left hand and now he's got him clenched and there tied up! Axe forces Reno into the corner and the referee gets involved but manages to break it up having to count up four. Axe stepping back and circling around the ring and he charges in for another tie-up! Reno getting the upper hand as he irish whipped Axe into the ropes but as Axe returned he was blindsided by a shoulderblock from the challenger.

Axe holds onto his bandaged shoulder wincing in pain as he takes a few steps away from his opponent to get a breather, but it is short lived as Reno gets back up on his feet and lock into a tie-up. Axe sends a kick right in the gut of Reno causing him to double over as Axe quickly grabs the waist side of his tights and manages to lift him up into the air before being dropped down with a vertical suplex.

JR: Axe is now working away at that abdomen of Reno and doesn't want him to get up by the looks of things. Axe with a nicely executed elbow to the body followed by one more.

King: This is the best strategy to keep him down but it's going to take a lot more than elbows JR.

JR: Axe picking up Reno by his head delivers a deafening right hand chop across the chest of Reno and it literally echoed in the arena King!

King: WHOO! HA! HA!

Reno suddenly comes back with one of his own as Axe clenches his chest in immense pain but somehow manages to dig deep down inside and attempt another knife hand chop which is sent directly over the chest again.

JR: Reno came right back with another devastating chop of his own and the look of Axe's chest is horrendous it is already left with a huge mark and starting to bleed just slightly.

King: Body glove!

Axe closes his eyes as the sting drives through his body but gives another chop as the crowd respond with 'Whoo!' Reno goes to counter with a third chop Axe manages to block his hand and deliver an eye rake as Axe gives an evil grin.

JR: Axe may be beginning his dirty tactics but instead has taken the opportunity of executing a Russian legsweep and Reno's head was just driven right into the mat, Axe going for a cover and the hook of a leg! One, two but Reno manages to easily kick out.

Reno Fontayne punches Axe.
Reno Fontayne hits Axe.
The crowd is behind Reno Fontayne all the way.
Reno Fontayne whips Axe into the ropes.
Axe goes for a running driving kneelift, but Reno Fontayne blocks it.
Reno Fontayne whips Axe into the turnbuckle.
Axe comes back, but is met with a kick to the midsection.
Reno Fontayne runs into the ropes.
Axe hits Reno Fontayne with an elbow.
Axe takes Reno Fontayne down with an atomic drop.
Axe executes an elbowsmash on Reno Fontayne.
Axe whips Reno Fontayne into the ropes, but Reno Fontayne reverses it.
Axe hits Reno Fontayne with a shoulderblock.
Axe goes for an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle, but Reno Fontayne
rolls out of the way.
Reno Fontayne whips Axe into the ropes, but Axe reverses it.
Reno Fontayne hits Axe with an elbow.
Reno Fontayne goes for a forearm smash, but Axe blocks it.
Axe punches Reno Fontayne.
Axe is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Axe kicks Reno Fontayne.
Axe kicks Reno Fontayne.
Axe is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Reno Fontayne chops Axe.
Axe kicks Reno Fontayne.
Axe is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Reno Fontayne punches Axe.
The crowd is behind Reno Fontayne all the way.
Reno Fontayne hits Axe.
Axe punches Reno Fontayne.
Reno Fontayne kicks Axe.
The crowd is giving Reno Fontayne a standing ovation.
Reno Fontayne hits an inverted DDT on Axe.
The crowd erupts.
Reno Fontayne catches Axe in a sleeperhold.
Axe gets ahold of the ropes after 5 seconds.
Reno Fontayne kicks Axe.
Axe chops Reno Fontayne.
Reno Fontayne punches Axe.
Axe hits Reno Fontayne.

(Axe has Reno backed into the corner as Axe lays heavy right hooks to the head and the body of the Pretty Boy.)

JR: Axe is showing he's not going to just lay down for Reno!

(Reno fires back at Axe with a ear splitting chop to the chest. Axe staggers backwards as Reno places several more hard chops to the chest of Axe before spinning him around placing into the corner. Reno drives several hard knees to the stomach of Axe, Reno locks Axe into a headlock before driving him face first into the mat with a bulldog.)

JR: Reno is on fire here tonite King!
King: Yeah but Axe is the only one getting burned!

JR: Reno Fontayne chops Axe.
The crowd erupts.
Axe kicks Reno Fontayne.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Reno Fontayne kicks Axe.
The crowd is giving Reno Fontayne a standing ovation.

Axe tries an irish whip into the ropes on Reno but becomes reversed and as Axe makes his return, Reno manages to take several steps forward and leap connecting with a shoulderblock which connects into the injured shoulder of Axe who rolls in pain looking injured.

JR: That was move by Reno might have been fatal as he made the connection right into the seperated shoulder of Axe. Reno now taking the advantage and adding insult to injury with a knee drop right on Axe's shoulder!

Reno attempts another only for Axe to somehow manage to roll out of the way and get to the outside of the ring where he can escape any further damage and possibly get his shoulder rested for the time being. Reno makes his way to the outside and marches over to where Axe is seen jogging slightly while holding his shoulder trying to buy more time.

1. 2. 3.

JR: Axe doesn't want any further damage inflicted on that shoulder but at the same time he doesn't want to forget about the referee. Axe is having to stop and is down on one knee right near the steel steps his other arm using that for support. That shoulder is definitely hurting. Reno is on the prawl however and is slowly sneaking up and Axe doesn't know.

4. 5. 6.

As Reno manages to get close without tipping Axe off he attempts to go for a forearm smash only for Axe to all of a sudden side step and hip-toss Reno onto the steel steps with his other arm! Axe turns as the crowd looks shocked and tears the bandage off throwing it to the ground revealing he's not as injured as what people think.

7. 8. 9.

JR: Axe managed to pull the wool over the eyes of Reno! That shoulder is injured but he was playing possum!

King: HA! HA! I had no idea!

Axe slides back into the ring as the referee had almost counted them both out and slides back out and begins to attack Reno like a caged animal with repeated stomps to the chest.

Axe hits Reno Fontayne.
Axe is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Reno Fontayne chops Axe.
The crowd erupts.
Reno Fontayne executes a forearm smash on Axe.
Reno Fontayne uses a bulldog on Axe.
The crowd is giving Reno Fontayne a standing ovation.
Reno Fontayne is going for the cover.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: My God the force of that clothesline from Axe sent both Axe and Reno over the top rope to the arena floor.

King: These two men are really letting each other have it JR!

(Axe and Reno both stagger to there feet inches from each other. Both men, in the disorientation steady themselves on the ring apron. Axe goes to punch Reno only to have Fontayne side step the punch and push Axe hard into the steel ring steps.)

***Clang**

JR: My God! Axe may be hurt here! Those steel steps are damn unforgiving!
King: Here comes Reno!

(Reno begins stomping the fallen body of Axe. Each hard kick sends a convulsion thru the fallen wrestlers body.)

JR: Reno is like a dog on a bone!
King: Reno is proud of his World televison title! He doesn't want to give it up!

(Reno gets a sick smile on his face as he picks up the dazed Axe.)

JR: What is he doing now? Oh No! Don't do that!!

(Reno executes a textbook DDT onto the steel steps driving Axe's head down hard onto the unforgiving steel.)

Bart Farinus counts: 1.
Reno Fontayne runs Axe into the ringsteps.
Reno Fontayne goes for a forearm smash, but Axe blocks it.
Bart Farinus counts: 2.
Axe takes Reno Fontayne down with an elbowsmash.
Axe knocks Reno Fontayne into the ringsteps.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Axe reenters the ring.
Reno Fontayne rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Reno Fontayne brings the table into the ring.
Axe executes an atomic drop on Reno Fontayne.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.

JR: Axe now sending left and right hands into the head of Reno and following up with a headbutt! He's caught him by surprise with a small package but he's got his legs positioned on the ropes, One, Two NO! The ref was able to see it and he's warning Axe!

Axe wasting no time picks up Reno up and delivers a series of elbowsmashes to the back of the neck causing Reno to eventually go down to one knee. Axe takes a few steps back and moves forward thrusting his knee into the gut of Reno and lifting Reno with a running knee lift before being dropped to the mat.

JR: Axe now has a hold of both of his legs and is dragging him near the ropes and Axe just dropped his body down and propelled Reno into the air getting caught between the ropes with a hotshot!

While Reno is tangled in the ropes Axe grins evily before lifting the top rope and using his knee to push down on the neck of Reno's into the rope choking him. Axe stops as the referee gets to the count of four.

JR: While Reno was still tangled amongst that rope Axe lifted him up by the legs and blantantly delivered a kick to the groin!!

King: That's how Axe works down and dirty!

JR:  Axe throws Reno Fontayne out of the ring.
Bart Farinus counts: one, two, three, four, five, Reno Fontayne
reenters the ring.
Axe throws Reno Fontayne into the turnbuckle, but Reno Fontayne reverses it.
Reno Fontayne charges into the corner, but Axe lifts his leg.
Axe whips Reno Fontayne into the ropes, but Reno Fontayne reverses it.
Reno Fontayne goes for a sleeperhold, but Axe blocks it.
Axe goes for a backspin DDT, but Reno Fontayne counters it with
a belly-to-belly suplex.
The crowd erupts.

JR: Big Boot from Axe!
King: I think Reno lost some teeth!

(Axe picks up Reno only to whip him hard into the ropes. Axe wildly swings a clothesline in the direction of Fontayne only to strike air. Reno ducks under the wild clothesline bouncing the opposite direction only to dive and drive a hard shoulder into the back of Axe's right knee.)

JR: That may have hyper exteneded the knee of Axe!
King: He's just setting him up JR!
JR: Classic wrestling from Fontayne! His whole career he's found one part of the body to focus on.

(Reno begins stomping driving all of his weight down onto the damaged knee of Axe,)

JR: Reno is going to take that leg out from under Axe.

(Reno drags Axe toward the ropes. Reno pulls the leg of Axe up and twists it between the second and third ropes hanging it suspended in the air.)

JR: He's going to try and cripple Axe!
King: That's Reno, take your opponet donw at all costs!

(Reno begins kicking the knee of Axe sending spasms of pain from the impact thru the body of Axe. The referee finally shoves Reno into the corner but before he can free Axe's leg. Big Logan leaps to the ring apron distracting the referee who's back is now to the action. Reno grabs the solid steel briefcase and swings it like a golf club driving it into the kneecap of Axe. Reno disposes the briefcase outside the ring as the referee turns to see Axe holding his knee as Reno places another kick to the knee.)

JR: My God! Reno is trying to cripple Axe!
King: I think this go's beyond this match! Reno is sending a very violent message to the roster of the BMWF!

JR:Reno Fontayne stands on the top rope and fixes his hair..
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Reno Fontayne.
Reno Fontayne runs into the ropes.
Axe hits Reno Fontayne with a shoulderblock.
Axe uses an atomic drop on Reno Fontayne.
Axe hits Reno Fontayne with a Russian legsweep.

After throwing Reno into the ropes Axe meets him with a beautifully executed Backspin DDT which literally plants Reno headfirst and is quickly rolled up for a pin.

JR: One, two, thr-NO! Reno is still in this and manages to get the shoulder!

Axe picks Reno up by his head and delivers a kick to his stomach and then quickly stuffs Reno's head between Axe's legs and lifts him up into the air while releasing of roar of agony due to the shoulder before dropping him down on the mat. Axe executes a second and goes for the pin.

JR: One, two, thr-NO! Reno got a shoulder.

Axe doesn't waste any time and delivers a series of elbows followed by going up top to the turnbuckle and descending down with a leg drop as Reno holds his neck in pain.

Reno is met with a devastating swinging neckbreaker and Axe brings Reno back up and lifts him up dropping him down on his knee with an atomic drop before being thrown to the ropes and caught with a hip-toss and a dropkick to the back of the head.

JR: Reno is reeling here!

King: I don't know what's left in him!

JR: Axe is giving everything he has and has Reno against the ropes what a knifehand chop from the challenger! And another! He's following up with a third but Reno is fighting back with one of his one, however Axe gives a fourth and a quick poke to the eye!

As Reno is against the ropes he is suddenly thrown into them and caught with a powerslam only to be picked back up hit with a series of elbows to the back of the neck as Axe quickly looks at the crowd.

JR: I think Axe is about ready to finish this off don't you say King?

King: Definitely JR!

JR: Axe goes for an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle, but Reno Fontayne
rolls out of the way.
Reno Fontayne goes for a double underhook suplex, but Axe blocks it.
Axe executes a Russian legsweep on Reno Fontayne.
The crowd is booing Axe.
Axe whips Reno Fontayne into the turnbuckle.
Axe charges in with a shoulderblock, but Reno Fontayne lifts his leg.
Reno Fontayne whips Axe into the ropes, but Axe reverses it.
Reno Fontayne hits Axe with a shoulderblock.
Reno Fontayne is going for the cover.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.

(Reno falls hard to the mat. Axe attempts to cover the Pretty Boy. Reno quickly kicks out. Axe picks Reno up trying to hit a powerbomb on Fontayne. Suddenly the right knee of Axe buckles sending both men toward the mat. In mid air Reno locks on the.)

JR: RENO CUTTER!!

KING: No! LOOK!

JR: Reno tries to go for the Diamondcutter but Axe side steps and punts him with a kick to the groin only to suddenly be executed with The Loner's Landing followed by the pin as the Skydome crowd stand up on their feet.

JR: This is it!

Bart Farinus counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is booing Axe.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner and NEW TV champion is Axe!

JR: Axe is your BMWF Television Champion!

King: YAHH!

(Axe's arm is lifted in victory as he looks at the title with a look of pride and happiness. He raises the title above his head only to receive boos from the crowd but he is on cloud nine that he doesn't really hear anything. Eventually Axe makes his way to the back as Nirvana's "Lithium" plays. Axe lifts his TV ttle one last time before going to the back. )

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene opens in Tamer’s locker room. Tamer is standing in the middle of the room in his wrestling gear.)

Tamer: No more time for the what ifs.

(The scene flashes into a close up on Tamer face.)

Tamer: This could be the final ride.

(The scene flashes again showing Tamer warming up by throwing punches.0

Tamer: I will not go silently.... If I go at all.

(Flash into Tamer rolling up his bullwhip.)

Tamer: If I do go it will be in the blaze of glory.

(Flash back to Tamer in the middle of the room.)

Tamer: Summer Slammed, August Thirtieth could be the last time you see the name Tamer. In fact tonight may be the last time you see me period. But I’m not going to just fade into the darkness. I will not fall without a fight. This could be my final night, if it is, I’m leaving an impression.

(Tamer begins to pace.)

Tamer: I don’t care what the consequences are. Why? The answer is simple. I’m read to deal with them. In fact tonight I’m going to simply do what Tyrone and I said we were setting out to do. Then again, if I lose my job, this will be my one last hurrah. Either way I’m bringing the pain tonight.

(Tamer rolls his shoulders.)

Tamer: I was set up by people I considered friends. People for whom I did everything I could to make their lives easier. This is how they have chosen to repay me. This could almost be considered a modern gladiator match. This match is for the people entertainment. And it is also a fight to the end. A dream will be killed tonight. Whose dream it shall be, that is what gets decided in the ring.

(Tamer stops.)

Tamer: The history between myself, Inferno, and Mineral is well known. Enemies, then friends, and now yet again pitted in battle against one another. But what they don’t realize is that the Brothers of The Apocalypse is not a by product. Its not just a team. It’s a proclamation of toal dominance. Dominance which we are just starting.

(Tamer cracks his knuckles.)

Tamer: You may outnumber me. You are a experienced team. In fact you are a team that could put up almost unbeatable competition against the best teams the BMWF has to offer. I am just a man. One man, one heart, one soul. One man can do many things. Tonight both of you will have to take my last breath away to get what you want. Tonight I plan to give both of you the going away present of a life time!

(Tamer smiles.)

Tamer: Make no mistake, I do plan on winning. In fact I’m quite confident in my chances. I know both of you. Your good sides and your bad sides. Your weaknesses and your strengths. This is a match I’m more prepared for this match then any other match I’ve competed in. I have a lot on my shoulders. Everything to lose both mine and Tyrone’s tag titles and my job are on the line. This is the brutal end to a twisted relationship. Tonight is a night where I decide my own fate. My destiny is in my hands.

(Tamer pulls his sunglasses out of his breast pocket and puts them on.)

Tamer: Everything that can be said has been said. No the action begins. Tonight is a night were the hunter is on the hunt. Everyone is open prey. So whoever you are, I don’t care if you’re Superman. You better...

(Tamer clears his throat.)

Tamer/Crowd: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

>>>


(Kevin Kellie, grabbing a jelly-filled doughnut at the buffet table,
accidentally drops it. He kneels down to pick it up and spots a note under
the table. He quickly stands up and reads it.)

"...today, I risk furiousness for bliss."

(Kevin throws the note away and walks off happily munching his doughnut.)

King: How many more of these will we find?

JR: We? We've been sitting out here all night!

King: Well...

JR: King, what did you do?

King: The new edition of the BMWF Divas magazine is out!

JR: Magazine?

King: Well, they didn't have enough material, so they made it pamphlet!
Look, it has Aquatic...and...um...Judge Moody...

(JR reaches over and snatches the "magazine" away)

JR: King! That's titled Coach's Book o' Cool Quotes! And it's empty!

King: Er...I got ripped off! I'm gonna get my money...

JR: No, you're staying right here, we have a match to call!

>>>

(The camera cuts backstage where The Judge reaches his dressing room after his match with Mafioso. Taped to the door, is a note written on yellow paper. The Judge takes the note off of the door and reads it, and then raises his eyebrows. He crumples up the paper and tosses it on the floor before entering his locker room. After the door shuts, the camera man zooms in on the paper, which reads:

THE MOOD IS ABOUT TO CHANGE.

-CALL ME

(The camera fades.)

>>>

KING: You know, Bruiser needs to start getting American made cameras instead of those cheap Japanese models.

JR: Why's that, King?

KING: Because these cameras keep fading! Must be those hot bright lights!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a 2-on-1 handicap match scheduled for one fall.

At a total combined weight of 491 pounds...
Inferno... Mineral... ECO-SYSTEM

PA: THIS-IS-A-PUBLIC-SERVICE-ANNOUNCEMENT-BZZZT-THIS-IS-ONLY-A-TEST

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA system. There is a rustling behind the curtains, and then…

…nothing. There is a general silence until…)

PA: THAT'S JUST THE LAW OF THE ECO-SYSTEM! ECO-LIFE!

(Evanescence's "Bring Me To Life" plays over the PA System as the Eco-System comes out to what amounts to a nostalgia pop. The cheers soon turn into boos as the Eco-System goes into its regular schtick of spitting into the audience and taking swings at fans.)

JR: THIS IS IT! THE FINAL CHAPTER OF PRIME TIME'S SECOND INCARNATION, AND THE ULTIMATE CLASH OF GOOD AND EVIL! If Tamer wins, the Eco-System, the scourge of the BMWF, will be gone FOREVER! But if the Eco-System wins, Tamer will be gone, and the Brothers Of The Apocalypse, Prime Time's final offshoot, will be PUT TO REST! WHO WILL TRIUMPH?

King: Chill out JR, you're going to have a stroke!

(The Eco-System hops up to the apron and they walk between the ropes. Inferno and Mineral scale the turnbuckle corners while Aquatic poses mid-ring. Inferno drops from the turnbuckle and grabs a microphone.)

Inferno: Tamer...tonight we will take what is rightfully ours. Tonight…we take back the titles. And tonight…we end your legacy…forever. It shouldn't have had to come to this…but you've been a thorn in our side we can not remove. And you're holding our gold…the gold that belongs around the waist of the Eco-System. So fight your best, Josh….fight your heart out. I expect no less from you.

Mineral: (taking the microphone) To be honest with you…I was hoping you'd drop out. Just quit. Forfit the titles. But you couldn't do that, could you? You just had to be stubborn…and now I have to destroy one of my best friends. It's not right…it's not right…but this isn't about what's right and wrong. This is about self-preservation, Josh, and on this night….better you than me.

(Mineral hands the microphone outside to the ring crew.)

JR: Their opponent...
Hailing from Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

Tamer

(The lights dim the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena. "Step Up" By Drowning Pool hits the PA system.)

PA: One Two Three Go!

( A huge explosion of fire shoots up across the stage leaving a huge cloud of smoke. Red and Blue lights begins to strobe. Tamer burst onto the stage with his long, black duster on.)

JR: This is a must win match

King: Nah Nah Nah Nah

( Tamer has his BMWF Tag Team title and All-American title over his shoulder. Tamer Is has Tyrone Tag Title around his waist waves his arms for the crowd to get up. Then rolls his neck And runs down the ramp slapping the fans hands. Tamer slides in the ring and hops up , taking his titles and raising them in the air as water shoots from the turnbuckles.. Tamer rest the titles on his shoulders and pounds on his chest then points to the crowd.. Tamer looks over at the ref and hands him The titles. Tamer takes off the duster and hands it to one of the crew members. Tamer turns to the stage and waits for Inferno and Mineral.)


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

Inferno, Tamer, and Mineral all pace around in a circle, staring at each other.
Tamer slaps Inferno and Mineral's hands, and they all back up.

JR: Quick show of respect by these old collegues!

Tamer locks up with Inferno and Mineral simultaniously, and they both throw him off.
Inferno and Mineral each grab one of Tamer's arms, and put him into a double armbar.
They reach around and lock in a crossface with their two free arms.

King: How is Tamer supposed to get out of a DAC when two people are putting on the pressure?

(Tamer is grunting in pain, but manages to use his legs as a fulcrum to break out of it.He bounds off the ropes and catches the Eco-System with a double-lariat.)

JR: Nice clothesline to take out both Eco-System members at once!

Tamer throws Inferno into the corner and stomps on him.
Mineral gets up and pulls Tamer out of the corner, and Tamer runs off against the ropes.
Mineral catches Tamer with a big spinebuster.

*BANG*

King: YAAH! Don't shake the ring!

(Mineral starts shaking his right leg, and pulls his kneepad off. He runs to the closerope, then he runs to the opposite rope, but Tamer kips up just in time to dodge The Most Electryfying Legdrop In Sports-Entertainment.)

JR: Thank goodness! I hate that move!

Tamer pulls Mineral up and lifts him for a suplex.
Inferno runs out of the corner and chopblocks Tamer.
Tamer falls backwards as Mineral leaps off his shoudlers, landing on his feet.

King: Tamer is crazy! You can't fight the Eco-System two-on-one! You just can't!

(Inferno gives a signal to Mineral, and they both hoist Tamer over their heads and execute a quick Nature's Fury on him. Mineral drops a leg for good measure.)

JR: NATURE'S FURY OUT OF NOWHERE! DANG IT, IT'S GOING TO BE OVER AS QUICK AS IT STARTED!

The referee counts:

1…

2…

…KICKOUT!

King: YAAH! How did Tamer kick out of that?

JR: Mineral kicks Tamer.
Mineral kicks Tamer.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Mineral goes for a vertical suplex, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer nails Mineral with a Russian legsweep.
The chants for Tamer are deafening.
Tamer goes for a bulldog, but Mineral throws him off.
Mineral nails Tamer with a spear.
Mineral hoists Tamer high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Tamer
crashing hard to the mat.
Mineral takes Tamer down with a powerbomb.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Mineral nails Tamer with an arm bar.
Mineral catches Tamer in a Boston crab.
Tamer inches his way towards the ropes after 5 seconds.

(Inferno and Mineral are stomping away on Tamer in the corner. Tamer grabs both of their legs and flips them over into a Lion Tamer Boston Crab.)

JR: WOW! Excellent prescence of mind by the more experienced Tamer! He might have a chance!

Inferno and Mineral both reach the ropes as the referee forces Tamer to break the hold.
Inferno pulls himself up and kicks Tamer in the mouth, casuing him to stagger.
Mineral runs to the opposite rope and levels Tamer with an Avalanche.

JR: THAT'S THE ECO-SYSTEM'S OLD TAG TEAM MOVE WITH KOLIC! WHAT AN INSULT TO ONE OF THE ORIGINATORS OF PRIME TIME!

Mineral goes for the cover on Tamer.
The referee counts: 1…2…
Mineral pulls Tamer's shoulder up.

JR: How SADISTIC is Mineral! HE'S GOING TO PUNISH TAMER!

King: I don't know, JR! That didn't look like malice in his eyes.

(Inferno walks up to Mineral and slaps him on the chest.)

Inferno: What's WRONG with you? We're here to FINISH this job!

JR: Inferno doesn't seem happy with his brother!

Inferno continues yelling at Mineral until Tamer rolls Inferno up in a small package.
The referee counts: 1…2...Mineral kicks Tamer and breaks up the cover.
Inferno regains his wits and kicks Tamer in the gut, hoisting him upward.
Inferno executes the Raging Inferno on Tamer.

King: HA HA! TAMER JUST GOT HIS BACK BLOWN OUT!

(Mineral hops up to the top rope with no provocation, and flips off with a 360-degree legdrop onto Tamer. Mineral is about to go for the cover, but Inferno stops him and points to the top rope.)

JR: THEY ARE NOT GOING TO DO THIS TO TAMER! VERNON AND TAMER PERSONALLY TAUGHT THEM THIS MOVE!

Inferno hops to the top rope while Mineral knees Tamer in the gut and hoists him up.
The Eco-System executes the Take Two on Tamer.
The crowd is booing mercilessly as the Eco-System walks around posing and smiling.

Inferno: I HOPE YOU'RE WATCHING OUT THERE, VERNON! THAT'S YOUR WORK!

JR: Those no good sons of…

King: Don't speak ill of the dead, JR!

JR: Inferno and Mineral whip Tamer into the ropes.
They hit Tamer with a double elbowsmash.
Mineral leaves the ring.
Inferno hoists Tamer high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Tamer
crashing hard to the mat.
Inferno hits a DDT on Tamer.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Inferno locks Tamer in a double armbar submission.
Tamer gets ahold of the ropes after 6 seconds.
Inferno mimes a globe and goes "The World is ours!".

(Inferno grabs Tamer by the arms and puts him in a double armbar crossface while Mineral grabs Tamer's leg and puts him in a half-Boston Crab.)

JR: ECO-LOCK! IT'S OVER! TAMER HAS NO PARTNER TO BREAK THIS MOVE UP! IT'S OVER!

Tamer is struggling to break the hold, but is failing to even move.
The referee asks Tamer if he wants to give up, but Tamer says no.
The Eco-System cinches the hold in, causing Tamer to yell in pain.

JR: This is the perfect two-on-one move! Tamer can't fulcrum his torso with two men on him, he can't use leg leverage when one is trapped, and he can't reach for the ropes with both his arms and neck trapped!! THIS IS AN UNBREAKABLE HOLD!

Tamer is moving around as best he can in the hold, but he can barely shake the Eco-System's grip.
The referee asks Tamer again if he wants to quit but the answer is no.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Tamer.

Crowd: TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER!

King: YAAAH! JR, THE RING IS SHAKING!!! THE FANS ARE SHAKING THE RING WITH THEIR FORCE!!

JR: IT DOESN'T MATTER! THE HOLD IS UNBREAKABLE!!

The Eco-System is being shook by the force of the shaking ring.
Tamer uses the opportunity to use his free leg to kick Mineral in the face and knock him off.
Tamer stands up as best he can and executes a modified Ace Crusher on Inferno.
The crowd is going absolutely BANANA~! as Tamer rolls out of the ring

Crowd: TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER! TA-MER!

JR: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! HE BROKE THE UNBREAKABLE HOLD!!! THAT WAS A MIRACLE IN THE RING TONIGHT!!!

King: AND INFERNO JUST RECEIVED AN ACE CRUSHER TO FOIL HIS PLANS!! HOW REMINICENT OF OLD TIMES WITH STONE COLD BRUISER!

JR: Numerous fans are using Inferno for target practice.
Inferno hits Tamer with a DDT.
Inferno goes for a double armbar submission, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer goes for a Russian legsweep, but Inferno counters it with an elbowsmash.
Inferno goes for a sidewalk slam, but Tamer counters it with a DDT.
Tamer goes for a backdrop, but Inferno counters it with a sunset flip.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Mineral goes for a vertical suplex, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer hits a German suplex on Mineral.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: Tamer and Mineral are staring each other down! Mineral is telling Inferno to step away for a moment!

Tamer throws the first couple punches causing Mineral to stagger back.
Mineral throws a few punches in return and lets loose with a big Haymaker, knocking Tamer off his feet.
When Tamer gets up, we see that he is bleeding profusely.

JR: HOW MANY TIMES HAD TAMER AND MINERAL PRACTICED BOXING IN THE PRIME TIME ARENA!! HOW IRONIC IS IT THAT MINERAL HAS FINALLY WON A MATCH, SO TO SPEAK!

Inferno takes Tamer off his feet again with a DDT.
Tamer's face leaves a large bloodstain in the middle of the ring, and when he rolls over, we see his face has been covered in blood.
Mineral and Inferno look at each other and are hesitant, but then they continue stomping away at the face of Tamer.

King: JR, WHY DOESN'T THE REFEREE STOP THE MATCH??? LOOK AT TAMER!!

(Tamer is stumbling as he tries to get up, a strange amalagation of blood, sweat, and tears dripping down his face. Inferno hooks him up and executes the Sun Flare, but Tamer does not even move when he hits the ground.)

JR: TAMER HAS BEEN DECIMATED AND IT'S ALL CATCHING UP TO HIM!! IT'S OVER!! ! THIS GREAT YOUNG MAN'S CAREER IS OVER!!!

The Eco-System hooks Tamer up and executes the Nature's Furiouser on him.
Inferno goes for the cover as the referee counts: 1…2…
Mineral breaks up the count.

JR: WHAT?!?!?!

King: WHAT?!?!?!?!

(Inferno stares at Mineral, completely incredulous. Mineral simply shakes his head, and rolls outside the ring and grabs a microphone. He rolls back in.)

Mineral: Listen Inferno….

Inferno: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

Mineral: LISTEN to me!!! (There is a pause.) I can't do it.

Inferno: What do you MEAN you can't do it?!?! IT'S HIM OR US!!!

Mineral: And it's OUR FAULT it's like that! (Mineral takes a breath.) Listen to me…Jarrett…brother…I've been there for you. I've put your career ahead of mine on many occasions. And now I'm asking you to return the favor. We have a life outside of wrestling. We have a family…we have our own deli that we just inherited…and we have enough money to live on for a long time. I didn't tell you this but…

Inferno: But WHAT?

Mineral: We were given a percentage of the Prime Time house sale. That percentage is in the 6-figures.

Inferno: But we put no money into it! How-

Mineral: Him. (Mineral gestures to the bleeding Tamer who is finally getting up.) Josh was always our friend, Jarrett. You just didn't see it. He has nothing left. Nothing beyond this career, and I won't take it away from him.

JR: I DON'T BELIEVE THIS! Could Mineral have….a SOUL?

Inferno: I...I...I understand. What do you people say?

(The crowd cheers, when suddenly…)

Tamer: NO!

(Inferno and Mineral look at Tamer.)

Tamer: (takes a breath) I refuse…I refuse to let you two lay down for me. I signed up for this match…and I will NOT take your pity!

(The crowd is silent as Tamer wipes the blood from his face.)

Tamer: I am not a beggar….I am a FIGHTER! I always have and always will be! And you may beat me…and I may go down in a blaze of glory. But to pin someone laying down for me…that would strip me of my dignity…and I will NOT accept it!

(The Eco-System stares at Tamer who stares back as the crowd buzzes.)

Mineral: If choosing to pin us lying down would strip you of your dignity…then you won't have a choice.

(Mineral gives Tamer a boot to the gut and Inferno picks him up executing a Sun Flare. Inferno then holds him up for Mineral to Avalanche him down.)

JR: THE ECO-SYSTEM IS DECIMATING TAMER TO SAVE HIS CAREER! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

The Eco-System executes the Nature's Fury on Tamer.
They then drape the dazed Tamer over themselves and tell the referee to count.
The referee counts: 1…2…3.
The crowd is exploding with cheers.

*DING DING*

Lilly: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….AND STILL ONE-HALF OF THE TAG CHAMPIONS…AND STILL GAINFULLY EMPLOYED….TAMER!

Inferno: (grabbing the microphone) NO…here are your REAL winners…the FANS! (Turns to Tamer) Don't let them down.

("Step Up" by Drowning Pool plays as the Eco-System helps tamer out of the building the crowd is giving them a standing ovation.)

Tamer: (dazed) Did you win?

Mineral: I think we did.

King: YAAH! I CAN'T TAKE IT!

JR: What, King?

King: SPORTSMANSHIP! I CAN'T STAND IT!

(The crowd is on their feet cheering Tamer, Inferno, and Mineral as they walk up the ramp.)

King: How can they just throw their careers away?

JR: They did what the felt the had to.

King: Ha!

(A Blinding Flash goes off. Mineral and Inferno are holding their eyes and let go of Tamer. Shane Perish bust out from behind the curtain and gores Mineral. Inferno lunges at Shane but gets tripped by Tamer.)

JR: What is going on?

(Shane pulls Tamer to his feet. Tamer hands Shane the AA title and nods towards Inferno. Shane takes the belt and blast Inferno in the face with it.)

King: HA HA HA! That's what I love--unsportsman-like conduct! HA HA HA!

JR: King!

King: This must be Tamer’s going away present!

(Shane tosses the belt to a just rising Mineral. Mineral catches the belt only to be caught by a super-kick from Shane. Inferno begins to stand. Tamer grabs Inferno from behind and hits him with The Whip on the stage.)

JR: I don’t know what to think!

King: This is great!

(Tamer stands slowly. Tamer shakes his head trying to clear the wooziness. Shane points to Mineral and then to himself. Shane then points to Inferno and then to Tamer. Shane gives a thumbs-up but then turns it down. Tamer nods.)

JR: What do they have in mind?

King: Nah Nah Nah Nah

JR: King!

(Tamer and Shane are on either side of the ramp. Tamer sets Inferno up for a powerbomb. Shane sets Mineral up for a powerbomb. Simultaneously they hoist their targets up.)

JR: THEY WOULDN’T!!

(Tamer and Shane send Inferno and Mineral crashing down off the side of the stage at the same time with powerbombs.)

*CRUNCH*

*CRASH*

(Tamer falls back after delivering the powerbomb. Shane walks over and pulls him up. Tamer picks up his belts and hold them in the air. Both men smile and walk to the back.)

KING: HA HA HA!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>


(Howitzer is in his wrestling shorts and boots, his back to the camera. His
heavy chain tattoo ripples against his shoulder muscles as Howitzer does
some pre-match stretching. Misty Rivers comes in to talk to Howitzer before
the match.)

Misty: Hey, Howitzer...Tobey's a little busy right now, otherwise he'd be
here to talk to you personally before the match. He -

HOWITZER: Well where is he?

Misty: He's on the phone with his agent. He's got a movie deal in the
works and they're discussing points.

HOWITZER: Plot points?

Misty: No, points, like percentage points. Of the gross, you know. Front
end, back end, profit thresholds...Hollywood stuff. Anyway, Tobey says -

(Howitzer holds his hand up to silence her.)

HOWITZER: Look Misty, I don't mean to cut you off. But I've got to prepare
for the match, so if you could just, you know...

(Howitzer motions to the door.)

Misty: O-ok, but Tobey wanted to say -

HOWITZER: Just tell Tobey...this is for the Hardcore Championship.
Lowedown's gonna be nigh-on impossible to beat, so I know we're gonna have
to work together. But it's every man for himself out there, and if I see my
chance to win it, I'm taking it. Even it if means pinning Tobey, all right?
It's nothing personal, but if it's there, it's there.

Misty: WHAT?

HOWITZER: SWEET PEACHES IN MAMA'S HOT COBBLER, MISTY! JUST TELL 'IM!

(Howitzer irritably opens the door for Misty, and she exits. The crowd
laughs as Misty leaves, embarrassed.)

>>>

JR:Folks, Slim Jim is standing by with the Hardcore champion!

King:He might have his hands full here tonight against the two moron twins here in the Hardcore title match up!

JR:Let's see if Slim Jim is ready for this psycho! Slim, are you there?

(The Bruisertron lights up to show Lowedown seated and calmly listening to music as Flame is brushing her hair out. Slim taps Lowedown on the shoulder as he takes off the headphones and looks up...)

Lowedown:Nice to see you Slim. What's on your mind?

Slim:I wanted to get some information about your new "BWO" crusade here in the BMWF. Am I correct to assume that you are the only member in the new BWO?

Lowedown:Obviously. you forgot about Flame there Slim. She is and always will be part of anything that involves me.

Slim:But why are you not allowing anyone to join the BWO?

Lowedown:Why? When I find someone worthy enough to join, it will happen.

Slim:What about Maverick or Reno or Dreadnaught?

Lowedown:Everyone has different things going on. Reno is doing his thing right now and Dread is resting up.

Slim:What about your good friend Maverick though? He seemed upset by the fact you reformed the BWO without him.

Lowedown:Upset? Nah! He's plenty BLEEPED off by the whole thing to be honest. But he needs to understand one thing.

Slim:Which is?

Lowedown:I control my destiny and I control what happens next here. This is not one of those democracy kind of things. I run things my way and my way only for now. If anyone has a problem with it, they'd better have the brass to say what's on their mind!

Slim:Tonight, you face three people for your Hardcore championship. How do you plan to handle all three opponents in a Hardcore match?

Lowedown:How do I plan for anything Slim? I go out there and just whoop @$$ like I do! I intend to slap Tobey around. I intend to slap Howie around. I will say this though. If Misty tries anything stupid like get in my way, I may have to be the bad guy and give her a spanking. Then again, she might like that.

Slim:You're not serious are you?

Lowedown:Do I look serious?

(Slim looks nervously as Lowedown as he then motions for the camera to shut off...)

JR:You don't think Lowedown would pull a Tobey would ya?

King:I hope not. I'd hate to see those PUPPIES get injured!

JR:Folks, we'll be right back!

 


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