Part I
Date : 01/31/2005
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Pontiac SilverDome Pontiac Michigan

(The scene opens up in the parking lot behind the arena. Yelling can be heard in the distance as you see some of the BMWF crew pointing towards the distance. As the camera gets nearer you can see that the yelling is coming from Master Z and Lowedown.)

Master Z: Haven’t you had enough, Lowe? You keep coming back for more! But you see this title? It’s around my waist...it’s mine! And no matter how hard you try, it’s NOT going to be yours! How does that make you feel, Lowe? How does being second best make you feel?

Lowedown:How's it going to feel knowing that this whole title reign of yours was nothing but a d@mn fluke son?!? This time, I'm going to prove to you and to the rest of the world that I deserve to be wearing that World title...not you! Nothing is going to stop me tonight! Last week, I whooped your @$$ and even got the ref to DQ you for my sneakiness! You and your reign as champ around is done with!

Master Z: You can talk all you want, Lowe, but I’m the guy who backs up my words! I’ve been backing up my words in this federation since 1998! There’s a lot of beating I’ve handed out since I got here. You’re just a little snag in my career. It’s only a matter of time before ship you out of here in a body bag! You can only be so lucky my friend. I’m going to get rid of you and outlast you just like I’ve outlasted everyone else in this federation! If you were smart you’d see my track record and heed my warnings!

Lowedown:Since 98 huh? Ask me if I give a rat's @$$ about you in 98?!? I was throwing people out of bars that were tougher than your sorry @$$ and I'm still doing it now! You're gonna be just like another drunk @$$ nobody that I am going to toss out of that ring and put that gold back where it belongs!

Master Z: You keep talking Lowedown. You keep flapping your jaws. I’m going to tell you this. Your lady friend there isn’t going to stick with a weak nothing like you are. Flame is eventually going to realize that she doesn’t need you and she’s gonna start looking for someone like me… the BMWF World Heavyweight Champion.

(As only Master Z can, his comment about Flame completely sets off Lowedown. Lowedown charges Master Z.)

*CRACK*

(Before Master Z knows it, he has been hit with a shoulder block that knocks him backwards into a nearby limo. Master Z pushes off the car leaving a large dent in the side. Master Z retaliates with a right fist. Master Z follows up by shoving Lowedown backwards then tackling him. Both men fall on top of another limo and then onto the floor...)

(The two men continue to roll around the hard pavement exchanging blows. The level of hatred the two men have for each other fuels each punch, choke, or bite.)

(Eventually, security hits the scene grabbing the men and pulling them apart. The two men fight security, but neither can overpower the large mob that has them restrained. Each man gets a few words in before they are separated too far to hear eachother.)

Master Z: Tonight Lowedown! Tonight you’re going to wish you retired long ago! It was a mistake signing up for a no holds barred match with me! You’ll see!

Lowedown:The only thing retired here is you and your stupid @$$ wrestling ability! You'll see me! You'll see me whipping your @$$!

(Master Z spits in the direction of Lowedown as they continue to try and fight through security to get at each other...)

(The show opens inside the Pontiac SilverDome Pontiac Michigan. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Happy New Year, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Pontiac SilverDome Pontiac Michigan! Welcome to BMWF Bedam Bowl 2005! I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and what a double main event we have in store for tonight!

KING: Yeah, BMWF World Champion Master Z is defending his title against the former champ Lowedown in a No Holds Barred match!

JR: Then the winner of that match will go on to referee the first ever Bedlam Bowl Elimination Chamber match where the #1 contender for his title for Bruisermania 2005 will be determined!

KING: You mean Master Z will be the ref!

JR: How about that transaction we had in the parking lot, King?

KING: I wonder if Lowedown finally realizes that he should expect some sort of attack from Master Z at the start of every show?

JR: I couldn’t tell you what goes on in either of their heads, King. One think I know is that poor Flame has to witness that sort of “extracurricular” activity each and every week between Master Z and Lowedown. One of these weeks they are going to kill each other. Let’s hope that tonight, in their no holds barred match, won’t be the night!

PA:YA FEEL ME?!?

(Suddenly, "Lean Back" by Terror Squad as Lowedown and Flame make their way out of the entrance way and walk quickly down to the ring and slide under the bottom rope. Lowedown wastes no time as he walks over and asks for a microphone. Lowedown paces back and forth as he looks up at the top of the entrance way...)

Lowedown:What's it all about here Z?!? You wanted to jump my @$$ in the parking lot one more time to make you think you're better than me? You can't face me like a man in this ring ya sonofableep?

King:I don't think the match tonight is going to be anything pretty!

JR:I hope someone can talk some sense into both of these men!

Lowedown:Week after week you keep trying to take me out of this business and week after week...I keep coming back with more and more hatred for you! Week after week after week, you keep trying to find any d@mn way to keep that belt around your waist! You ask for tag team matches! You face mid-carders! You go out of your way to prove to each and every single one of these peeps that I am right when I tell the world that you are nothing but a god d@mn fluke!

(The crowd begins to chant the word "FLUKE!" as Lowedown paces back and forth in the ring and then holds his hand up to try and quiet the crowd...)

Lowedown:Z! Tonight, we aren't playing any d@mn games here tonight! This is a no holds barred match and I have absolutely no problems with not holding anything back here tonight to put that World title back around my waist! If I have to bend a steel chair around your neck, I have no problem with that! If it means taking that ring bell over there and driving it across your skull, I have no problem with that! And if that means taking those brass knuckles of yours and shoving them straight up your @$$...

(Pause)

Lowedown:I have absolutely no problem with that! Ya feel me?

Crowd:WE FEEL YA!

Lowedown:I know you think you have my number Z, but I got news for you pal. No one in this entire federation will ever have my number and that includes you! The only thing you can count on tonight is your blood on my hands and the World title back where it belongs! I promise you one thing that is definitely guaranteed here tonight. Tonight, your blood will spill in this ring. Your blood will spill on that concrete floor. Your blood...will spill all over that rampway. I have your number Z and there's not a d@mn thing you can do about it except know it as a fact! I am your next World Heavyweight champion Z and that...is the Lowedown on that!

(Lowedown pauses as the crowd begins to chant his name. Flame looks at him and asks him if he is alright and he nods to her. Lowedown then pauses as he whispers something into her ear and then brings the microphone back up...)

Lowedown:Z, I think I'm going to take a note out your playbook tonight and do something that might actually amuse you.

JR:What do you think he's going to do here?

King:Hopefully call the match off since he knows he can't beat him!

Lowedown:Why don't you come out on here right now and we can just go ahead and handle our business?!?

JR:I think you just got your answer!

King:YAHHH!

(Lowedown paces back and forth again as he removes his t-shirt and speaks again...)

Lowedown:Come on Z! It's time for me to call your @$$ out here tonight! Skip all of the bullbleep and get right to the part where I drove the elbow right down on your throat and pin you for the 1...2...3! Come on Z! Let's skip all the bullbleep Z! Come on out here right now and let's do this!

(Lowedown pauses for a moment and watches the entrance way and waits for Master Z to step out. After almost a minute passes by, Lowedown places his hands on his hips and smiles...)

Lowedown:Just what I thought Z. Same ol' bullbleep from the same ol' bullbleep artist! Let me ask you something Z! Do you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror long enough to wipe the bleep off your nose? You won't be able to run away here tonight Z! I'm straight up coming to kick your @$$! Nuff said? Interview over!

(Lowedown drops the microphone and looks at his wife before climbing out of the ring and makes his way to the railing. Lowedown looks around before leaping over the railing and makes his way through the crowd...)

JR:Lowedown is gunning for Master Z here tonight! He wants to win that World title again!

King:I don't know if anyone here tonight will be the same after tonight!

JR:We'll be right back!

>>>

(The camera cuts backstage to the arena parking lot earlier in the day where wrestlers and BMWF crew members are still arriving at the Pontiac Silverdome. A blue Thunderbird pulls up to a parking space and parks. The driver's side door opens and The Judge steps out.)

JR: There's one of the ten people who will be stepping inside of the Elimination Chamber hoping for a World title shot at Bruisermania!

(The Judge grabs his bags from his trunk and heads inside to the arena.)

King: The Judge is not a favorite among backstage polls taken earlier in this week, but I think he has what it takes to do it!

JR: We'll find out later tonight!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, NY...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Johnny "The Cow" Zamboli

PA: MOOOOO! MOOOO!

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Miss Linda...
From Las Vegas, NV...
Weighing in at 228 pounds...

Riki O

PA: Oh, Riki, you're so fine! Oh, Riki! Oh, Riki!

KING: Excuse me while I puke!

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Johnny Zamboli whips Riki O into the turnbuckle.
Johnny Zamboli whips Riki O into the ropes.
Johnny Zamboli hits Riki O with a shoulderblock.
Johnny Zamboli hits a stomp on Riki O.
Johnny Zamboli goes for a DDT, but Riki O counters it with a small package.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
Riki O hits Johnny Zamboli.
Johnny Zamboli chops Riki O.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Riki O punches Johnny Zamboli.
The crowd is starting to get behind Riki O.
Johnny Zamboli kicks Riki O.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Johnny Zamboli punches Riki O.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Johnny Zamboli goes for a Hotshot, but Riki O counters it with a Thesz press.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, KICKOUT.
Johnny Zamboli goes for a kick to the midsection, but Riki O counters it with
a legsweep.
Riki O runs into the ropes.
Johnny Zamboli hits Riki O with a backdrop.
Riki O falls out of the ring.
Johnny Zamboli rolls out under the bottom rope.
Johnny Zamboli nails Riki O with a Hotshot.
Bart Farinus counts: 1.
Bart Farinus counts: 2.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Bart Farinus counts: 3.
Miss Linda comes from behind and distracts Johnny Zamboli.
Riki O whips Johnny Zamboli into the guardrail.
Riki O uses a Northern Lights bomb on Johnny Zamboli.
Riki O gets back into the ring.
Johnny Zamboli follows him back in.
Riki O runs into the ropes.
Riki O hits Johnny Zamboli with a kick.
Riki O skips around the ring like a little girl.
A few fans are cheering on Riki O.
Riki O executes the Gypsy Kick on Johnny Zamboli.
A few fans are cheering on Riki O.
Riki O goes for the pin.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, three.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Riki O.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Riki O!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The camera cuts to The Syndicate's Locker Room. Cheri and Dizi are sitting on a couch together. Cheri Runnels smiles into the camera.)

Cheri: Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm sitting down with Dizi MacPhearson and we're going to try and have a real, in-depth interview. (smiles at Dizi) Hello, Dizi.

Dizi: Hey, Cheri! How's it going? You look really good today. That's a great dress. Where did you get it?

Cheri: Thank you, but today we're going to try something different.

Dizi: We are?

Cheri: I'm going to ask you questions and you're going to answer them. Okay?

Dizi: Okay!

Cheri: There's been a lot going on in your life, lately.

(Dizi smiles at Cheri.)

Cheri: Are you willing to comment on that?

Dizi: Yes.

(Cheri waits patiently for a moment.)

Cheri: Then why don't you?

Dizi: Why don't I what?

Cheri: Comment on what's going on in your life.

Dizi: You didn't ask me to.

Cheri: Yes, I did.

Dizi: No, you stated that there was a lot going on in my life. That wasn't a question. Then you asked if I would be willing to comment on it, and I said yes. But you didn't ask me to comment, you only asked if I was willing to.

(Cheri puts her hand to her forehead for a moment, then takes a deep breath. She drops her hand and smiles at Dizi.)

Cheri: Dizi, you and Aquatic have a match tonight against Fifi and Samantha Gretch. How do you feel about the match in general?

Dizi: I think it's going to be great.

Cheri: Why is that?

Dizi: Because, this is the first time I've been in a tag match and really felt like I've had a partner. Usually it's just put on the schedule that I'm teaming up with this one or that one. For the first time, I'm teaming up with someone I like, that I know will work with me and really have my back. Just like I'm going to have her back.

Cheri: Do you really feel like you can trust Aquatic?

Dizi: Absolutely.

Cheri: Even though you've had some difficulties with her in the past?

Dizi: Sure.

Cheri: Why is that?

Dizi: Well, because ever since Aquatic's been back, she's been really nice to me. And we've hung out and stuff. We watched Troy a bunch of times. And the Princess Bride. And we go out to eat and go shopping. It's been really cool- a lot of fun. I even got her a present.

Cheri: What did you get her?

Dizi: I can't tell you. It might ruin the surprise.

Cheri: So, you feel like you and Aquatic have established a friendship?

Dizi: Yup!

Cheri: And, you feel like this friendship will help in your tag match?

Dizi: Yup!

Cheri: Why is that?

Dizi: Well, because Aquatic is my friend. Look, if it was someone I didn't like, I wouldn't care so much if she's getting the stuffing kicked out of her. But, if it's Aquatic, I'm going to really be watching out for her, you know? I'm going to have her back in the ring and out.

Cheri: And you believe she feels the same way?

Dizi: Oh, yeah. Aquatic is great.

Cheri: There aren't many people that would agree with you.

Dizi: Well, they don't really know her. She's gotta be tough, just to be in this business. But, once you get to know her, she's really sweet and fun to hang out with.

Cheri: Okay. Good. This is going really well.

(Dizi smiles brightly at Cheri.)

Cheri: Let's try talking about a different subject, now. Okay?

Dizi: Okay!

Cheri: You were briefly a member of Prime Time. You recently split from them. would you like to talk about why?

Dizi: No.

Cheri: Okay. Well, lately, the best place to find you is The Syndicate Locker Room. Are you a member of The Syndicate now?

Dizi: No.

Cheri: Then why do you spend so much time with them.

Dizi: Well, my brother is a member of The Syndicate and I've been hanging out with him since I left Prime Time. So, I've been spending a lot of time here.

Cheri: What about Witherspoon?

Dizi: What about Witherspoon?

Cheri: You two seem very close lately. Is there anything going on between the two of you?

Dizi: Spoon and I are friends. We hang out a lot.

Cheri: What about the brutal beating Witherspoon gave Tamer?

Dizi: Did he? I must have missed that.

Cheri: So, you and Tamer are officially broken up?

(Dizi looks at Cheri for a minute, then bursts into tears.)

Cheri: Oh, no! Wait... don't... It's okay. Everything is going to be okay.

(Dizi leans her head on Cheri's shoulder and continues to sob. Cheri pats Dizi on the back and looks to the camera.)

Cheri: Okay, that's it. You can cut, now.

FADE

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from San Diego, CA...
Weighing in at 265 pounds...

Chuck Columbo

(The Godfather theme plays as Coulumbo comes to the ring.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Hollywood, CA...
Weighing in at 254 pounds...

Goldustin

(The Goldustin theme plays as Goldustin comes to the ring.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Chuck Columbo executes a kick to the midsection on Goldustin.
Chuck Columbo punches Goldustin.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Chuck Columbo.
Chuck Columbo punches Goldustin.
A few fans are cheering on Chuck Columbo.
Goldustin punches Chuck Columbo.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Goldustin chops Chuck Columbo.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Goldustin hoists Chuck Columbo high into the air with a vertical suplex, then se
nds Chuck Columbo crashing hard to the mat.
Goldustin takes Chuck Columbo down with an inverted atomic drop.
Goldustin nails Chuck Columbo with a series of punches.
Goldustin hits Chuck Columbo with an elbowsmash.
Goldustin rubs himself all over and goes "Ooossssshhh"..
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Goldustin takes Chuck Columbo down with a flying bulldog.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Goldustin whips Chuck Columbo into the ropes.
Chuck Columbo smacks Goldustin with a devastating lariat .
A small "Chuck Columbo" chant is being started.
Chuck Columbo goes for a kick to the head, but Goldustin blocks it.
Goldustin hits Chuck Columbo.
Chuck Columbo chops Goldustin.
A small "Chuck Columbo" chant is being started.
Goldustin chops Chuck Columbo.
The crowd is booing Goldustin.
Goldustin runs into the ropes.
Chuck Columbo hits Goldustin with a kick.
Chuck Columbo locks Goldustin in a double reverse chinlock.
Goldustin is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Goldustin gets ahold of the ropes after 14 seconds.
Chuck Columbo flexes his muscles.
A small "Chuck Columbo" chant is being started.
Chuck Columbo hits Goldustin.
A few fans are cheering on Chuck Columbo.
Goldustin punches Chuck Columbo.
A few fans are booing Goldustin.
Goldustin executes a dropkick on Chuck Columbo.
Goldustin executes a gutwrench suplex on Chuck Columbo.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Goldustin.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Goldustin!

>>>
 
JR: The Pontiac Silverdome is full of activity, just look at these fans!
 
(The camera pans over a large section of fans who are cheering and holding many different signs in the air.)
 
JR: Tonight, we truly witness something special, as 10 men compete to headline Bruisermania!
 
King: And those 10 men will kill each other to make it happen!
 
JR: They sure will, and speaking of those men, Dreadnaught has arrived here!
 
(The camera shows the door from the parking lot that is pushed open by Dreadnaught. The fans erupt as he walks down the hall with his bag over his shoulder.)
 
King: Dreadnaught looks to make an impact on his return to Pay Per View tonight!
 
JR: He certainly made an impact on Bedlam…let’s look at what lead to his entrance in the Bedlam Bowl!
 
(The scene changes to a match with Hardcore Harry, Tamer, and Dreadnaught. The bottom of the screen shows the logo for Dangle’s Duels of Destruction, and the date 7/26/04. It shows various segments of the match, including Dreadnaught eliminating Tamer. Then it switches to the ending. It shows the door of the ambulance crashing on the head of Dreadnaught and the outside of the burning ambulance.)
 
JR: Fans after that match, we all thought we had seen the last of Dreadnaught. But, two weeks ago he reappeared, and took out both Shane Parish and Hardcore Harry. And this last week on Bedlam, Dreadnaught beat Sy to earn his shot into this match. Harry
did not win his match, and will not be in the Elimination Chamber.
 
King: Something tells me this feud between Harry and Dread is far from over!
 
JR: It may be, but tonight, Dreadnaught should be focused on headlining Bruisermania!

>>>

Lilly: Introducing first, weighing in at 275 pounds and hailing from Baton Rouge, Louisiana,
being accompanied by "Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt, Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde!

("Zydeco Boogaloo" by Buckwheat Zydeco starts to play as Mr. Beauregarde steps out onto the ramp,
followed by Vernon Vanderbilt. Clancy is wearing a black singlet, and is clapping his hands and
thrusting his fist in the air as he makes his way to the ring.)

JR: This is a very important match, King. If Mr. Beauregarde loses, then no members of Prime
Time will be allowed to talk to Dizi.

King: Including Tamer! Tee hee!

JR: This is an awful situation. It's all been a terrible misunderstanding.

King: I understand it. Tamer still has the hots for Rachel Pitt!

JR: He does not!

King: And who can blame him? Puppy patrol!

JR: You are a sad, sad man, King.

Lilly: And making his way to the ring, accompanied by Scotty Scott, standing 5 feet, 10 inches,
and weighing in at 180 pounds, from Clearwater, Florida, Donnie MacPhearson!

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA. Donnie MacPhearson steps out with Scotty Scott at his
side. Donnie is clad in all in black- shorts, T-shirt, elbow pads, knee pads and wrestling boots.
He looks as though he wishes he had a protective helmet, as well. Scotty hits Donnie lightly on
the shoulder and the two men make their way to the ring.)

*DING DING DING*

JR: And this match is under way! It looks like Clancy is ready to lock up, but Donnie
MacPhearson doesn't seem to want to engage.

King: No, JR! Donnie is just messing with Clancy's head.

JR: Clancy is trying to get Donnie to lock up.
Donnie is moving away from Clancy.
Clancy is chasing Donnie around the ring!
Donnie is out to the floor.
Clancy follows Donnie out to the floor.
Clancy is chasing Donnie around the ring!

King: Donnie is quick. I wonder if he ever considered the 50 yard dash?

JR: Donnie is still going.
Wow! He is quick!
And Donnie is back in the ring.
Clancy is stopping to catch his breath.
The referee is starting the 10 count.
1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8...
And Clancy is back in the ring.

King: He took as long as he could trying to catch his breath.

JR: Clancy may be a little out of shape, but he was a great grappler in his heyday. Donnie
MacPhearson, on the other hand, has no in-ring experience whatsoever.

King: Well, what he lacks in ability, he makes up for with cunning and wiles. I wouldn't
underestimate Donnie MacPhearson.

JR: I'm not underestimating him. That weasel is bound to have some tricks up his sleeve. Why
else would he bring Scotty out here?

King: Insurance, JR. He wouldn't want Prime Time interfering. Scotty's there to make sure this
is a clean, fair match.

JR: I'd think you were naïve if you weren't so. . .

King: So what?

JR: Deceitful? Cynical? I can keep going if you like.

King: Flattery will get you nowhere, JR.

JR: Right. Looks like Clancy's going for another lock up.

Donnie ducks under Clancy's lunge and rolls out of the ring again.
Clancy follows, but Donnie's got a good head start on him.
Clancy grabs a chair.

JR: Could we see a disqualification here?

King: I sure hope not! I want to see Clancy get creamed!

JR: You would, you hateful, little snake.

Donnie is hiding by the ring post.
Clancy runs at him, swinging the chair.
Donnie ducks and Clancy strikes the post with the chair.
The ref is counting: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9!
Both men roll back in the ring in the nick of time.

JR: Well, Donnie MacPhearson has proved one thing tonight. He really is a quick little guy.

King: He's being smart, JR! He's wearing the old man out! That's strategy.

JR: Well, I suppose, that could be what he's doing.
And the two men are back in the ring.
Maybe we'll get to see a wrestling match, after all.

King: Well, if not, it's been quite a night at the races.

JR: Clancy swings at Donnie.
Donnie ducks.
Clancy grabs Donnie and throws him into the corner.
Clancy is throwing rights and lefts at Donnie!
Donnie is just covering up!

King: Get 'em out of the corner, Ref! This isn't fair!

JR: Clancy backs off.
Donnie falls to the canvas.
Clancy rolls Donnie to the middle of the ring.
Clancy is going for the pin!
The referee is counting!
One... Two...
Scotty Scott just pulled Donnie right out from under Clancy!!
The ref is warning Scotty to stay out of the match.
Vernon is walking over toward Scotty, running his mouth.
The ref tells them to go back to their corners or he'll send them both away from ringside.
Meanwhile, Clancy and Donnie lock up.
Clancy gets Donnie in a side headlock.

JR: He's cranking so hard he'll crush Donnie's head!

King: No, not the brain! It's too valuable!

JR: But Donnie's actually fighting back!

Donnie nails Clancy with a couple of weak kidney shots.
Clancy laughs at Donnie.
He releases the headlock, only to shove Donnie to the mat.

JR: And Donnie's crawling away from Clancy!

King: He's just regrouping. Come on Donnie!

JR: But Clancy's right behind him.

Donnie begs off.
Clancy advances on Donnie.
Scotty Scott is on the apron!
The ref is distracted.
Donnie strikes with a blow to the groin.

King: He's so cunning!

JR: He's so something.

Clancy is on the mat.
Donnie drops a clumsy elbow on Clancy's abdomen.
Donnie is back up, kicking Clancy in the ribs.
Clancy grabs Donnie's leg and trips him up.
Clancy gets up and stands over Donnie.
Clancy locks on a camel clutch!
Donnie howls in agony.
Donnie's reaching for the ropes, but he's just inches away.
Scotty reaches in and grabs Donnie, pulling him to the ropes.
The ref warns Scotty again, then tells Clancy to break the hold.
Clancy lands a strong kick for good measure.

JR: And Donnie is back out to the floor.
Donnie is spending a lot of time on the floor tonight.
Clancy follows Donnie out to the floor.
Donnie is running from Clancy.
Clancy is chasing Donnie again!

King: But Clancy is chasing Donnie... right towards Scotty Scott!!

JR: Whoa! Scotty Scott just took Clancy down with a hellacious clothesline.
Donnie is back in the ring.
Scotty Scott is rolling Clancy back into the ring.
Donnie is going for the cover!

King: This is great, JR! Donnie is going to win!

JR: The referee is in position to count.
One... Two... Thr...
NO! Clancy kicked out!
Clancy kicked out at 2 and 15/16ths!

King: That was close!

JR: Yes, it was.
Donnie is back to his feet.
Clancy is trying to get up.
Donnie gets an inside cradle on Clancy!
Where did he learn that?

King: Does it matter?

JR: The referee is in position!
One... Two...
Kick out by Clancy!

King: Come on, Donnie! Do it for that beautiful moron of a sister of yours!

JR: That's not nice, King.

King: So what?

JR: Donnie is back to his feet.
Clancy is struggling to get up.
Clancy makes it to his feet.
Oh my God!
Donnie MacPhearson just hit Clancy with a dropkick!

King: Is that what that was? Wait, I mean, go Donnie!

JR: Well, it wasn't the best dropkick we've ever seen, but it was a drop kick.

King: What's Vernon doing?

JR: It looks like Vernon's had enough of Scotty and Donnie's shenanigans, and apparently he
intends to let Scotty know how he feels about them.

King: Vernon needs to be sent back to the locker room this instant!

JR: I do believe Scotty's the one who has been doing most of the interfering.

King: He's coaching.

JR: Coaching? That's a good one.

King: He is a good friend, yes.

JR: You are a ridiculous person.

King: Thank you.

JR: You're welcome.

Vernon and Scotty are going at it outside the ring, trading punches.
Donnie and Clancy are doing the same thing.
The ref is trying to figure out who to keep an eye on.
Vernon tosses Scotty into the ring, as Clancy continues to beat down Donnie.
Vernon rolls into the ring.

JR: The ref is losing control of this one!

King: Isn't it just like Prime Time to fight so dirty?

JR: I'm done. I'm not even going to respond to that.

King: Good.

JR: Uh oh! Clancy just threw Donnie right into the referee! He fell clean out of the ring!

All four men continue brawling.

JR: It looks like the Prime Timers have got the upper hand!

Vernon and Clancy signal each other.
Scotty and Donnie are standing, woozy, in the center of the ring.
Vernon and Clancy rebound off their respective sides.

JR: Double End of the Ends!

King: Oh no!

JR: Scotty grabs Donnie and they both drop out of the way!

Vernon nails Clancy with the End of the End!
Clancy is down and out.
Vernon is stunned!
Scotty grabs Donnie and throws him on top of Clancy.
Scotty tackles Vernon, then picks him up and tosses him over the top rope.
Tamer's coming out from the back!
The ref is climbing back in the ring.
Tamer's reached ringside!

King: That Tamer is going to ruin everything!

JR: This is about the woman he loves, King.

King: Yeah right! He loves her so much he carries around pictures of his exes to remind him of
how much he really loves Dizi.

JR: Just hush.

He starts to count the pin.

Ref: One!

Tamer's trying to get in the ring, but Scotty is blocking him.

JR: No!

Ref: Two!

Tamer nails Scotty with a powerful punch, knocking him out of the way.

JR: Not like this! Not like this! For the love of gawd, not like this!

King: Tee hee!

Ref: Three!

Tamer dives onto Donnie a split second too late!

*DING DING DING*

Lilly: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner - Donnie MacPhearson!

(Scotty Scott enters the ring and helps Donnie up. He raises Donnie's hand in victory. Donnie
looks astonished that he actually won. Scotty is nodding to Donnie and saying something,
obviously reassuring Donnie that he did, indeed, win.)

JR: (sounding disgusted) There is your winner, Donnie MacPhearson.

King: Yay! Go Donnie!

(Tamer and Vernon just look at each other, stunned, as Clancy starts to sit up, looking groggy.
Clancy looks at the two of them and realizes what just happened. He shakes his head sadly.)

JR: A sad state of affairs right there folks. We'll be back with more action in a moment.

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(Fifi and Samantha are seen talking in the backstage area when Michael Bole catches up with them.)

Bole: Samantha and Fifi, tonight you are in a match that could really set the tone for how the Women's Divison will be. What are your thoughts on this?

Samantha: Bole, we are going to beat Aquatic and Dizi down. We are going to be the most dominate Tag team champions ever. Plain and simple.

Fifi: People around here just need to relax a little bit.

Bole: Relax? You were the very one that really got things brewing with the attitdue towards Aquatic, the BMWF officals, and the fans. And let's not forget about the chair shot you gave Dizi a few weeks back.

Fifi: So what if a few featehrs were ruffeled. Big deal some tramp got a chair shot. This is nothing new to the world of wrestling. As a matter of fact it is as old as the sport itself.I can't help it if some people just don't know how to handle things.

Samantha: Aquatic is just some stupid Norweigin girl who got lost on her way home looking for the fjords or something, and Dizi is to busy dealing with her drama to be able to handle being a champion of anything. There just a bunch of stupid *bleep*s that are really just jealous of Fifi.

Fifi: That is a given girl.

Bole: Jealous of you?

Fifi: Why yes!!! Why wouldn't they? I mean, I am contending for not just one title like they are. But I am competing for two titles. That is something that no one in the BMWF can honestly say they have ever done on one pay-per-view.

Bole: Not that I can remember anyways.

Samantha: Dizi and Aquatic are nothing but Garbage.

Fifi: Yes, what she said.

(The ladies walk off from Michael Bole leaving him alone.)

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(Aquatic walks over to the Syndicate locker room with two "Maelstrom" T-shirts.)

Aquatic: ROOM SERVICE!

(Aquatic enters the room gingerly to find Dizi.)

(Dizi is sitting on the floor, looking into a wicker basket. She sees Aquatic enter and jumps to her feet.)

Dizi: Hey! There you are! I had blueberry muffins for breakfast! Are you ready for our match? I can't wait! Hey, have you seen my brother around?

Aquatic: No, I haven't seen him. Of course I'm ready for our match. Here, I got you a T-shirt. (Aquatic throws Dizi one from her arms and puts the other one on.) It says "Maelstrom". That's the Latin root for "dizzy" and "water".

Dizi: Jammin!! (Dizi pulls the T-shirt on) This is so cool! I love to get presents. Hey! I got you a present, too! Wanna see it?

Aquatic: Sure. It better not be your blueberry muffins though. They've got to be stale

Dizi: No, I ate all those. They were really good! Lots of blueberries!

(Dizi goes over and carefully picks up the wicker basket from the floor and sets it on the table. She reaches inside and gently lifts out a tiny, fluffy gray kitten and holds it out to Aquatic.)

Dizi: Isn't she adorable? She's for you. Do you like her? What are you going to name her? You're not allergic or anything are you? Because Donnie is, so I can't have a kitty of my own.

(Aquatic's eyes get huge (well, for an Asian) and she takes the kitty slowly.)

Aquatic: Oh my gosh....no I'm not allergic...thank you so much. (Aquatic kneels down and plays with the kitty.) She's so adorable...thank you.

Dizi: What are you going to name her? You can't name her Sugar, because that's what I named my puppy that my psycho stalker gave me. I saw her in the pet store... they put rescued kitties up for adoption there. Someone abandoned her in a parking lot and she needed a loving home. So, I thought of you!

Aquatic: That's really awesome...(Aquatic looks at this small puffball) I'm going to name her Dusty. That way, it almost rhymes with your name. (Aquatic picks up the kitten and hugs Dizi.) Thank you!

(Dizi hugs Aquatic, being careful not to crush the kitty.)

Dizi: You're welcome! I'm glad you like her. Hey, do you have chicken wings? I'm hungry and I could really go for some wings right now.

Aquatic: You know, that's kind of funny you asked, because I did before. I ate them all, though. (The kitten starts pawing at Aquatic pants and meowing.) Okay fine...I have one wing left. (Aquatic pulls out her wing from her pocket.) Let's break it. Person with the bigger piece gets to start the tag match.

(Dizi grabs the wing and eats the whole thing. She tosses the bone into the trash can and smiles at Aquatic.)

Dizi: I won! I guess I start the match.

Aquatic: (smiling back) Yes. Yes, you do. Just remember, Fifi and Sam hate small animals. (Dusty meows.) Fine, that's not a fact. But suppose they do. So beat them up.

Dizi: Well, they're not getting near Dusty! I'll kick the ever-loving *bleep* out of both them *bleep*s before I let that happen. Have you noticed that all the other women around here are a bunch of *bleep* *bleep*ing *bleep* *bleeps*? I think they need psychological help. Isn't one of those new guys a shrink? The one in the hockey mask, I think...

Aquatic: I don't know if they're ALL *bleep* *bleep*ing *bleep* *bleeps*. Maybe Fifi. And Sam. And Francine. Probably Alexis.

Dizi: Definitely Alexis... she jumped me the other day! For no good reason! Kinda like Fifi did that time. Hmm. We should probably jump Alexis some time. But not when Dusty's with us because she's too young to be exposed to that kind of senseless violence and brutality.

Aquatic: I agree. I should buy a V-chip. Speaking of which, we never thought about a finisher. Wait...that's not a speaking of which. Great, now my segue are inane.

Dizi: Yeah, that happens to people who spend a lot of time with me. But we have a few minutes before our match to think of something. What should we call it? Something cool. Or cute. Because I get away with a lot stuff based on being so cute.

Aquatic: (smiles) How about Tsunami? Wait....not cute right now. Vortex?

Dizi: Jammin! So, we've got a finisher! Let's get something to eat. I wonder if the concession stand has gyros. I doubt it. Unless Spoon talks to them. Somehow they always have what he wants them to have, even if they don't. You know, I used to wonder if maybe there was something to the whole solipsism thing, but I'm pretty sure there isn't. Because I'm fairly sure you exist.

Aquatic: Let's test it. (Aquatic sets the kitten down and smashes Donnie's locker with a spinning kick.) Yup. I exist. Let's get some gyros now before we're up.

Dizi: Jammin!

(Dizi grabs Aquatic's hand and practically drags her out of the locker room. Dusty sits down on the table, waiting patiently. A moment later, Aquatic drags Dizi back into the locker room. She picks up Dusty, then lets Dizi drag her back out to the concession area.)

FADE

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(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room. Tamer picks up a wooden
chair and throws it across the room, the chairs shatters as it hits the
wall. Vern walks in right behind Tamer and looks a little taken a back by
Tamer's actions.)

Vern: Tamer calm down.

(Tamer turns around and looks at Vern.)

Tamer: Calm Down? You want me to calm down?

Vern: Yes. Everything will be fine.

Tamer: FINE! Fine? Everything will be fine? How can you say that? You just
screwed my one chance to get an opportunity to talk to Danielle.

Vern: We'll find another way.

Tamer: Vern we shouldn't need to find another way! That was the way.

Vern: Well accidents happen.

Tamer: (mumbles) They seem to happen a lot more when you're around.

Vern: Excuse me!

(Tamer shakes his head.)

Tamer: Nothing man.

Vern: Don't think I didn't hear you.

Tamer: And if you did?

Vern: So you're going to blame me? All Clancy and I were trying to do was
help you. It didn't work. But we didn't start this situation, you did.

Tamer: Oh you gotta a lot of nerve.

Vern: Do I? Look Tamer, I'm just saying every time you're rolling high and
everything is perfect, everything seems to crumble in around you.

Tamer: Oh is that how this is gonna be?

Vern: Well if fingers are going to be pointed, make sure you know who to
point them at.

(Tamer walks up to Vern. Both men are face to face.)

Tamer: I can still get Danielle back.

Vern: I never said you couldn't, I'm just doubting whether or not you will.

Tamer: I will.

Vern: Very well then. I wish you the best of luck, but if you'll excuse me,
I have a Bedlam Bowl celebration to prepare for.

(Tamer doesn't budge.)

Tamer: How nice of you to prepare.for my win.

Vern: Still under the illusion you can beat me?

Tamer: Still under the illusion I can't?

(Tamer and Vern stare into each other's eyes. Vern shoves Tamer out of his
way and goes off to one of the side rooms. Tamer shakes his head as we
fade.)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. It is for the BMWF Women's Tag Team Title!

Introducing first...
At a total combined weight of 261 pounds...
From Seymour... weighing in at 131 pounds...
Aquatic
Her partner...
From Clearwater, Florida... weighing in at 130 pounds...
Danielle "Dizi" MacPhearson

PA: I came, I saw, I kicked some *BLEEP*, the pain, I cause, it makes me laugh, because the way I do my thing is strange...I just inject myself into your veins...

("The Wreckoning" by Boomcat plays over the PA System as Aquatic and Dizi come out, Dusty cradled in on of Aquatic's arms. Dizi begins to wander over and talk to the audience members from atop the stage, but Aquatic pulls her out of the way before the pyro goes off in that spot.)

PA: Can't run, can't hide, there's no way out, the sun, will rise, and it's about....time for the Wreckoning...about time for this girl to sing...

(Aquatic goes over to the announcers' table and deposits Dusty there for the duration of the match. Dizi wanders around the ring, talking to the audience members in the front row. Aquatic then hops up to the ropes and flips over as Dizi slides in under the bottom rope.)

JR: Do we really need a cat? I mean, of all things. A cat.

(Aquatic and Dizi pose on opposite turnbuckles, then move into their corner, waiting for the match to start.)

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 265 pounds...
From Quebec, CN... weighing in at 135 pounds...
Fifi
Her partner...
From Seattle, Washington... weighing in at 130 pounds...

Samantha Gretch

(Two Jellyfish float slowly accross the screen as the begining of "Numb" By Linkin Park blare from the speakers. Samantha Gretch walks out from the back, placing her right fist into her left hand and bowing as the crowd boos loudly. "Fighter" by Christina Agulera as Fifi struts out to the dimay of the fans. She joins Samantha and together they walk into the ring. Samantha goes over and grabs a mic from the announcer as Fifi stands there waiting.)

Samantha: Aquatic and Dizi think they are so great, and you fans love them so much, don't you? *crowd pop* You make me sick. The only reason you love them so much is because they are so naive and ditzy that you are hoping they'll pose for some Porn shoot thinking they'll get some candy or something. *bigger Crowd pop* *bleep*ing perverts...

Fifi: You know... I have beaten Dizi... I have beaten Aquatic... So what do they decide to do? They decide to team together. Oh my goodness... I am so worried. Hahahaha, girls do you really think it will work? The only thing you have in common.... Is me. You both hate me. You both are jealous of me. Ha, you do have a few things in common. But there is one thing I know for fact.

Samantha: And that is?

Fifi: I will never have a d@mn thing in common with them.

Samantha: Right. Enough talking. Let's beat the *bleep* out of these little girls!

*DING DING* 

JR: The Women's Tag Team Championship match is about to start.

King: I've been waiting for this match!

JR: I wonder why.

King: Are you kidding, JR? Four sets of puppies!!

JR: And, I have a memo here, it says that the tag team of Aquatic and Dizi are calling themselves "Maelstrom."

King: Yeah, I heard... dizzy water. That fits them.

JR: It looks as though Dizi is going to start the match.

*DING DING*

JR: And there's the bell!

JR: Fifi has Aquatic against the ropes.

King: Oh JR... Puppies everywhere for the eye to see!!! I love it!!!!

JR: Hard chop to the chest area of Aquatic.

King: Does she need a massage?

JR: King, you are old enough to be her grandfather!!!!

King: I'm from the South!!!!

JR: They both tag!

JR: Dizi hits a snapmare on Samantha.
Samantha is quickly back to her feet.
Samantha goes for an enuzgiri, but Dizi countered with a duck down move!
Dizi chops Samantha.
Dizi chops Samantha again!

King: No, Dizi! Don't hurt the puppies!

JR: Samantha hits Dizi with a scissors kick!
Dizi's back on her feet.
Samantha sends Dizi into the turnbuckle!
Samantha is using a boot choke on Dizi!
The referee is calling for the break!

King: Dizi's turning blue! Now her face matches the streaks in her hair!

JR: The referee gets the break.
Samantha sends Dizi into the ropes.
Samantha executes a tilt-a-whirl DDT!
Dizi is in a lot of trouble here.

King: I'll say, Samantha is all over her! I love it!

JR: It looks like Samantha is setting up for a standing moonsault!

King: Yeah! Go, Samantha!

JR: Standing Moonsault!
But Dizi got her knees up! Samantha is in all kinds of pain!
It doesn't look like Dizi is in any shape to capitalize!
Dizi is pulling herself up.
Dizi is still staggering!

King: Dizi is dizzy!

JR: Aquatic is trying to get Dizi's attention! She wants the tag!
Dizi needs to get to that corner.

King: Samantha is getting up!

JR: Too late! Dizi makes the tag!
Aquatic gets the hot tag!!
Aquatic nails Samantha with a dropkick!

King: Samantha is back to her feet!

JR: Aquatic nearly took Samantha's head off with a flying lariat!
Aquatic has Samantha by the hair.

King: Hey, hair pulling is against the rules!

JR: Aquatic has Samantha up.
Aquatic hit Samantha with a snap suplex!
Did you see the power in that suplex, King?

King: I did, JR! Poor Samantha!

JR: Aquatic is back to her feet and pulling Samantha up again!
Aquatic sends Samantha into the turnbuckle!

King: Oh, no, JR! I can't look!

JR: Aquatic is following in with a handspring elbow!
Samantha is down and it doesn't look like she's moving!

Aquatic tags out.

Dizi and Aquatic whip Samantha Gretch into the ropes.
They hit Samantha Gretch with a double backdrop.
Dizi and Aquatic whip Samantha Gretch into the ropes.
They hit Samantha Gretch with a double clothesline.
Dizi and Aquatic whip Samantha Gretch into the ropes.
Dizi and Aquatic hit Samantha Gretch with a double bulldog.
Aquatic leaves the ring.
Dizi hits a high kick on Samantha Gretch.
Dizi goes for a vertical suplex, but Samantha Gretch reverses it.
Dizi re-reverses it.
Dizi uses a dropkick on Samantha Gretch.
Dizi goes for a headlock takedown, but Samantha Gretch counters it with
a back suplex.
Dizi tags out to Aquatic.

JR: Samantha kicks Aquatic in the gut
Samantha follows up with a scissors Kick

King: i think My blood preassure is rising!

JR: Samantha tosses Aquatice with an arm drag
She follows up with an Arm bar!

Samantha tags out.

JR: Aquatic's off the ropes! So is Fifi!
Clotheslines! Both women hit the clotheslines!
Dizi is going wild in her corner!
Dizi wants the tag! She's screaming at Aquatic to get up!

King: They're both down! It doesn't look like they're moving!

JR: The referee is counting!
1... 2... 3...
And Dizi is.... It looks like she's getting the crowd behind Aquatic!

Audience: Go, Aquatic, Go! Go, Aquatic, Go!

King: That's not fair! No one is chanting for Fifi!

JR: It looks like... yes, they're trying to get up!
The referee is still counting 7... 8...
Fifi is on her feet!

King: Aquatic is still on her knees! I love it!

JR: Aquatic is nearly to her corner!
Fifi sees Aquatic close to the tag!
Fifi is trying to grab Aquatic before she can reach Dizi.
Aquatic lunges!

King: Get her, Fifi!

JR: Aquatic makes the tag!!
It's the hot tag to Dizi!!
The crowd erupts!!

King: She's not that special!

JR: Dizi is all over Fifi.
Dizi punches Fifi.
Dizi chops Fifi.
Dizi lands a high kick that send Fifi to the mat!
Samantha is yelling at Dizi.
Dizi dropkicks Samantha, knocking her to the floor.

King: That's not fair! Samantha wasn't in the ring!

JR: Dizi is focusing back on Fifi.
Dizi dropkicks Fifi!
Dizi is... she's going to check on Aquatic!

King: She turned her back on Fifi! That's a huge mistake!

JR: Fifi rolls up Dizi with a school boy!
The referee is in position!

King: Yes!

JR: The referee counts. 1!
Kickout by Dizi!

King: No!

JR: Both women are back to their feet!
Fifi lands a kick to Dizi's midsection.
Fifi is setting Dizi up for a vertical suplex!

King: Yes!!

JR: Dizi's reversed it with an inside cradle!
The referee is in position for the count!

King: No!

JR: The referee is counting!
1! 2! Kickout!
Fifi kicked out at 2!

King: Yes!

JR: Is that the best commentary you can come up with, King?

King: Well, I'm busy petting the kitty.

JR: Dizi goes for a high kick, but Fifi blocks it.
Samantha Gretch takes Dizi down with an enzuigiri.
Dizi collides with Al Johnson.
Samantha Gretch is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Dizi leaves the ring.
Samantha Gretch executes a hair pull on Dizi.
Samantha Gretch tags out to Fifi.
Fifi and Samantha Gretch whip Dizi into the ropes.
They hit Dizi with a double clothesline.
Samantha Gretch leaves the ring.
Fifi takes Dizi down with an airplane spin.
Fifi nails Dizi with an airplane spin.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Fifi.
Fifi hits Dizi with an airplane spin.
A few fans are booing Fifi.
Fifi takes Dizi down with a butt-bump.
Samantha Gretch enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Fifi and Samantha Gretch whip Dizi into the ropes.
They hit Dizi with a double clothesline.
Fifi and Samantha Gretch whip Dizi into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Dizi with a double backdrop, but she counters it with a
double headsmash.
Samantha Gretch leaves the ring.
Dizi takes Fifi down with a bulldog.

JR: Fifi has her hands in the hair of Dizi.

King: I think Fifi has the intention of getting down to the root of the problem here.

JR: Did you see that King? Fifi just threw Dizi by the hair. How dispicable.

King: That is doing what you have to do.

JR: Dizi tags out to Aquatic.
Dizi hits Fifi with a dropkick.

Tags are made!

JR: Dizi has Samantha in trouble.
Dizi whips Samantha into the turnbuckle!

King: That's Maelstrom's corner! Samantha doesn't want to be there!

JR: Dizi is... is she spitting at Fifi?

King: She did! Dizi spit at Fifi!

JR: Fifi is trying to enter the ring!
The referee is distracted, trying to get Fifi out of the ring!

King: They're double teaming Samantha!

JR: They certainly are!
Aquatic has a chokehold on Samantha!
Dizi is throwing punches to Samantha's midsection!
And the crowd seems to love it. Listen to them cheer!

King: Turn around, Ref! Turn around!

JR: The referee has finally got Fifi to stay on the apron!
Dizi tags in Aquatic!
Aquatic is in the ring!
Dizi and Aquatic pull Samantha out of the corner.
They're sending her into the ropes!
Double back body drop!
It looks like Samantha has been broken in half!

King: Poor Samantha!

JR: The referee is ordering Dizi out of the ring.
Dizi exits the ring.
Samantha Gretch is trying to get to her feet.
Samantha is up!
Aquatic sends her back down with a vicious bulldog!
Samantha is crawling back toward her corner.

King: Samantha is going to make the tag!

JR: Aquatic is right behind Samantha.
Samantha is inches away from tagging in Fifi!
Aquatic grabs Samantha's leg.
Aquatic is pulling Samantha back to Maelstrom's corner!
Aquatic is shouting something at Fifi. I can't make out what she's saying.

King: Whatever it is, it's making Fifi angry!

JR: Aquatic is still taunting Fifi, who looks enraged!
Fifi is trying to enter the ring again!

King: Maelstrom is double teaming Samantha again!!

JR: The referee is too busy keeping Fifi out of the ring to notice!
Dizi has entered the ring!

King: That's not fair! There was no tag!

JR: Aquatic and Dizi have Samantha down in the corner of the ring.
They're really laying the boots to Samantha.

King: Turn around, Ref! Turn around!

JR: The crowd is loving Maelstrom!
The referee is ordering Dizi out of the ring.
Dizi steps through the ropes.
Samantha doesn't seem to be moving.
Aquatic is... she's smiling at the referee.
Aquatic reaches for the tag.
Dizi smiles and gently slaps Aquatic's hand.

King: Now they're just being mean.

JR: I don't know, King. Aquatic is holding the ropes for Dizi very nicely.
And Dizi is obviously thanking Aquatic.
They seem to be acting like very polite young ladies.

King: You're just saying that because you don't like Fifi or Samantha!

JR: More tags

Fifi uses a butt-bump on Aquatic.
Fifi shows her assets.
A few fans are booing Fifi, while a few others are cheering her.
Fifi smacks Aquatic with a devastating short clothesline .

Fifi tags out to Samantha Gretch.
Dizi enters the ring and throws Fifi out of the ring.
Dizi goes for a high kick, but Samantha Gretch blocks it.
Fifi uses an airplane spin on Dizi.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Fifi.
Fifi and Samantha Gretch whip Dizi into the ropes.
They hit Dizi with a double fist to the midsection.
Dizi leaves the ring.

Dizi tags in!

JR: Samantha Slams Dizi to the mat with a Russaian Leg Sweep!

King: I wish she would slam me to the mat

JR: Samantha is blatantly choking Dizi!

King: YEAH!

JR: TAGS!

JR: It looks like Fifi is going for an armbar on Aquatic.
Oh! Aquatic gets Fifi with an eye poke!

King: That's against the rules!

JR: You wouldn't mind it if it was Fifi giving Aquatic a poke in the eye.

King: Well, that's different.

JR: Aquatic executes a snap mare on Fifi.
Aquatic sends Fifi into the ropes.
Aquatic locks a sleeperhold on Fifi!
Fifi is trying to fight her way to the ropes before she passes out!

King: Come on, Fifi, you're almost there!

JR: Fifi makes the ropes!
The referee is calling for the break!
1... 2... 3... 4...
Aquatic releases Fifi!
Aquatic is arguing with the referee.

King: Oh, no! Fifi is too close to Maelstrom's corner!

JR: Dizi has grabbed Fifi by the hair!
Dizi is slamming Fifi's head into the turnbuckle!
The referee is still distracted by Aquatic!
Fifi is down to the canvas!
Aquatic tags in Dizi!
Dizi is in the ring!

King: Aquatic isn't getting out of the ring!

JR: Aquatic executes a snap mare on Fifi!
Dizi drops an elbow down across Fifi's chest!
The referee is ordering Aquatic out of the ring.
Dizi is on top of Fifi!
Dizi is punching Fifi in the head!

King: Come on, Ref!

JR: The referee finally has Aquatic out of the ring.
The referee is warning Dizi about the closed fist.
Dizi is smiling at the referee.

King: She shouldn't be allowed to flirt with the referee!

JR: I think she's just being nice.
Dizi pull Fifi to her feet.
Dizi nails Fifi with a dropkick!
Dizi gets a double leg hook on Fifi!
The referee is in position for the count!
The referee is counting.
1... 2...
Samantha Gretch is in for the save!

King: Good job, Samantha!

JR: The referee is ordering Samantha from the ring.
Aquatic has climbed to the top of the turnbuckle.
The referee is distracted by Samantha!
Dizi is pulling Fifi up!
Dizi shoved Fifi towards Maelstrom's corner!
Aquatic is airborne!
It's the Wave Curl!

King: That's funny, it looks like a hurricanrana to me!

JR: The referee is ordering Aquatic from the ring.
Dizi is waving at Aquatic... Is that a signal?

King: No, I think she's just waving.

JR: TAGS!

JR: Fifi make a tag to Samantha.

King: A blind tag at that JR.

JR: Fifi shoots Aquatic into the ropes.... Double dropkick from Fifi and Aquatic.

King: Excellent tag team work.

JR: Now what? Fifi should be out of the ring.

King: Smantha and Fifi are whipping Aquatic back into the ropes.

JR: Double hip toss.... Followed by a Double Fist Drop!!!!

King: Look out!!! Dizi is entering the ring!!!

JR: Fifi ctaches her with a drop toe hold and now has her in a modified Mexican Surfboard!!!!

King: That leaves Samantha and Aquatic!!!

JR: Samantha Gretch slams Aquatic to the mat with a russian Legsweep.
Shae hits her prone body with a standing Moonsault

King: I can't take it JR!

JR: Shut up King! Sea Wasp!
Samantha has Aquatic in The Sea Wasp! It's over!
Aquatic submits after 14 seconds.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winners...and NEW BMWF Women's Tag Team Champions... Fifi and Samantha Gretch!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene fades in inside a luxurious office, surrounded by a continuous rosewood library, completely stacked with chains of library tomes and various other books, ivory figurines and numerous framed certificates. The camera circles the room and comes to a stop opposite an impressive windowed wall, looking onto the New York skyline. Right in front of the wall stands a large rosewood desk with a gold name tag, spelling PJ Sykes. The man himself is leaning back on a very comfortable black leather office chair, reading a handful of papers and biting on a large cigar. As the camera zooms out further, Vlad is seen standing next to his manager, leaning on his hockey stick. Sykes raises his eyes towards the camera and puts his stack of papers on the desk.)
 
PJ Sykes: Ith hath feen a ‘eek thinth Hlad hath hoined . . .
 
(Vlad turns his head and looks down at his manager, remaining rather motionless.)
 
PJ Sykes: Hwat? . . . oh . . .
 
(Sykes removes the large cigar from his mouth a rests it against a fancy glass ashtray on his desk.)
 
PJ Sykes: It has been a week since Vlad has joined BMWF and already the fans must have tons of questions. He made his appearance at last Monday’s Bedlam and this week, before destroying some unimportant jobber in the ring, he’ll be in the position to give an exclusive interview to BMWF’s own reporter, Slim Jim Sullivan. Shoot Slim . . . why do they call you that anyway? You don’t eat much?
 
SJ Sullivan: Well I . . .
 
PJ Sykes: Faaaantastic . . . now, I believe that you have some questions for me?
 
SJ Sullivan: We were hoping to ask Vlad, what plans do you have for your BMWF future?
 
(Vlad looks at SJ, his face always covered by his worn out goalie mask, and tries to speak out.)
 
Vlad: I . . .
 
PJ Sykes: That’s fine, I can answer that. The plan is simple, Vlad is a mean Soviet fighting machine and he’s here to jump straight to the top. This man is an animal I tell you that, I’ve seen him in action and I can’t even count the times where his opponents had to be stretched out. There will never been a harder working, hardcore or more violent wrestler than Vlad is. You see, there’s something in that commie temper of his that just feeds of violence, it’s incredible, and he will not stop until every bone in your body is broken. He will break your limbs until you are unable to crawl, break your jaw until you are unable to scream for mercy, and he WILL lay down his Powerplay on your crumbling self until you are unable to think or ever doubt that there is anyone better.
 
SJ Sullivan: Those are some strong statements Mr. Sykes, what do you think will happen if Vlad does not live up to this build up? Sure Vlad might be hard, but this is BMWF we are talking about, there is nothing amateur about any of the superstars on the roster, how can you expect Vlad to come up on top only days after his signing?
 
PJ Sykes: Superstars?
 
(Sykes picks up the pack of papers he’s been holding before.)
 
PJ Sykes: All you have here is a bunch of lightweights . . . more like paperweights I’d say, har har har . . . eh Vlad? Paperweights . . . get it? Har har har!
 
(Vlad looks down at Sykes but remains silent. Sykes jerks his head towards the camera and appears very angry.)
 
PJ Sykes: We are not here to entertain anyone, but we WILL put on a show that everyone will remember. First we’ll establish himself as the most Hardcore wrestler in BMWF and then he’s going after the titles, first the Hardcore and then the World Heavyweight Championship. Vlad is here to deliver, and he’s starting TONIGHT at Bedlam.
 
SJ Sullivan: From what we’ve been seeing so far, Vlad does not seem ill tempered at all.
 
(Sykes gives Vlad a quick look and then leans onto his desk and closer towards the camera; he then tries to speak as if they were in private.)
 
PJ Sykes: You see Slim, he hasn’t been functioning very well since his accident and sometimes he’ll just go berserk for no apparent reason. Strange phenomenon indeed, I always thought that those damn Russians are not mentally stable. But you know what? It pays the bills, I can tell you that! Psycho and Sykes, that’s the moto . . . remember it.
 
(He leans back into his chair and bites onto his cigar again.)
 
SJ Sullivan: A final thought . . . what do you think of Alexei Romanov? He’s the other BMWF Russian, pretty bulky too.
 
PJ Sykes: Now right now Slim, enough’s said . . . Vlad has a match to attend. C’mon big guy, pack your game and we’re off.
 
(Fade out)

>>>

(The scene opens to the parking lot of the venue
hosting the BMWF Bedlam Bowl. While this event's main
event will garter all the attention, two rookies will
be making their debut. One of them arrives in the
parking lot in a yellow H2 Hummer. The car parks, and
out steps Ron Johnson and his girlfriend Jennifer
Nardelli.)

Ron: Well, Jen, tonight I make my debut. I just can't
believe it. Tomorrow, a new chapter in BMWF will
start. The reign of the thinking man's wrestler will
begin as Ivan Fearless will be the first of these
senseless Neanderthals to taste my wrath.

Jen: Ron, I never thought you and me would be here. I
mean, my life's dream is about to come true, and now
you and I will begin our journey for the rest of our
lives together.

Ron: I know. It's wonderful isn't it. But, I've got to
focus on this match. I'm not going to lose my first
match on one of the biggest stages of this
federation's fiscal year. Especially to a guy named
Ivan Fearless.

Jen: Exactly who is Ivan Fearless?

Ron: I don't know. But that's why I can't lose to him.
If I lose to him, I'll be the laughing stock of the
entire locker room, and I'll have only wrestled one
match.

Jen: Just relax. If all goes bad, you can always just
find one of those idiots in the back and do a
psychoanalysis on them.

Ron: Well, I guess you're right. But, enough of this
crap. It's time for the BMWF to do some analyzing. THE
DOCTOR IS IN!!!

Jen: That's right, baby! Tonight, Ivan Fearless will
fear the master of mind games.

(The scene fades to black as Ron and Jen get their
bags out of the trunk and head into the arena to
prepare for the upcoming match where Ron will make his debut.)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by PJ Sykes...
From Novosybirsk, Syberia...
Weighing in at 280 pounds...

Vlad

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea...
Weighing in at 180 pounds...

Shark Kid

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Shark Kid uses a kneelift on Vlad.
Shark Kid uses a flying dropkick on Vlad.
The crowd is going crazy.
Shark Kid whips Vlad into the ropes, but Vlad reverses it.
Vlad misses with an elbow.
Vlad misses with a shoulderblock.
Shark Kid hits Vlad with an elbow.
Shark Kid runs into the ropes.
Vlad hits Shark Kid with a backdrop.
Vlad goes for a bodyslam, but Shark Kid counters it with an elbowsmash.
Shark Kid almost takes Vlad's head off with a clothesline
Shark Kid whips Vlad into the ropes, but Vlad reverses it.
PJ Sykes trips Shark Kid.
Charles Robertson threatens Vlad with disqualification.
Charles Robertson warns PJ Sykes.
Vlad nails Shark Kid with a gutwrench suplex.
Charles Robertson was playing possum.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Vlad goes for a fisherman buster, but Shark Kid blocks it.
Shark Kid hits Vlad with a kick to the midsection.
Shark Kid hits Vlad with a flying sunset flip.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Shark Kid executes a kick to the midsection on Vlad.
Shark Kid hits Vlad with the Running Forearm Smash.
Charles Robertson counts: One, shoulder up.
Shark Kid runs around like a land shark.
The crowd is behind Shark Kid all the way.
Shark Kid goes for a flying sunset flip, but Vlad counters it with a choke lift.
Charles Robertson warns Vlad to let go.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three, four.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three, four.
Vlad catches Shark Kid in the torture rack.
Shark Kid tries to fight the pain.
Shark Kid tries to fight the pain.
Shark Kid tries to escape the hold.
Shark Kid tries to fight the pain.
Shark Kid breaks the hold after 36 seconds.
Shark Kid takes Vlad down with a kick to the midsection.
Shark Kid nails Vlad with a flying sunset flip.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Shark Kid goes for spinning headscissors, but Vlad throws him off.
Vlad executes the Powerplay on Shark Kid.
A fan at ringside badmouths Vlad.
Vlad goes for the pin.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
Vlad is eliciting a sizable round of boos.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Vlad!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The Syndicate sit in their locker room discussing what their plans are for this evening.)

Scotty: Yeah... I know that punk kid Dale Anderson has gotten off kinda easy as of late. But there is one thin'... I'm gonna make sure that his life is miserable until we finally get in the ring tagetha.

Ash: Quit talking about how bad you’re gonna lay a beating on the kid. If you weren’t so focused on something and somebody that didn’t even matter in the big picture we’d have four members in this elimination chamber. You know you need to quit screwing around and think about something other than yourself every so often.

Judge: Scotty, you need to calm down a little bit, we all know you have an infamous temper. You can't get Dale Anderson get into your head like that. Tonight we have a chance to not only walk out of the Silverdome with the Tag titles and the TV title still in The Syndicate, but Ash, Witherspoon, or I could be going to the Bruisermania main-event!

Donnie: That's enough. Now, listen. Not only do we have two title defenses tonight, we also have three men in the Elimination Chamber. We need to stick together. The last thing we need is everybody bickering with each other.

Witherspoon: Look, *bleep* happens. It doesn't matter which of us are in the chamber tonight. What matters is that we all have a lot to focus on. We have a whole bunch of title defenses, and then of course there is the chamber. It's gonna be a rough night for all of us, and we need to quit screwing around so that we can focus on tonight.

Donnie: We need to focus. That's the one thing that will make us an even stronger force. Tonight is the night we prove that the Syndicate is the most dominant stable in the federation.

Scotty: I know... I know.... I have been somewhat distracted by this Dale Anderson. Joey Digits has been makin' sure that I'm kept abreast of his actions. As for Shane and Harry... I ain't to worried 'bout them. I've known them for a long time now... I know thier weaknesses... I know their dreams .... I know thier nightmares....

Ash: Joey Digits… what a waste of time and space. This whole thing between you two is worthless Scotty, wake up and see that. You’re wasting time and energy on a nobody. So if you want to show we’re the most dominate stable we can, but your actions screwed up showing everyone that. Remember that when you’re bothering with your back alley contracts.

Donnie: Ash and Scotty are defending their titles against Shane Perish and Hardcore Harry. Witherspoon has a triangle ladder match with Kolic and Mafioso. And, if three belts on the line aren't enough to worry about, we have Ash, Witherspoon and the Judge in the Elimination Chamber. We have to stay strong. We have to stay focused. The Syndicate is going to walk out of Bedlam Bowl the way we came in- as Champions. And one of you is going to be walking out of here with the shot to win it all... at Bruisermania.

(The camera fades as the Syndicate nod in agreement at Donnie’s statement.)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Weighing in at 221 pounds...

Ivan Fearless

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Jennifer Nardelli...
Hailing from Trenton, NJ...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Ronald "The Thinker" Johnson


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Ronald Johnson chops Ivan Fearless.
Ronald Johnson is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Ronald Johnson hits Ivan Fearless.
Ronald Johnson is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Ronald Johnson goes for a DDT, but Ivan Fearless counters it with
a small package.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Ivan Fearless hits a punch on Ronald Johnson.
Ivan Fearless hits Ronald Johnson.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Ivan Fearless chops Ronald Johnson.
There is no crowd reaction.
Ronald Johnson punches Ivan Fearless.
Ivan Fearless chops Ronald Johnson.
You could hear a pin drop.
Ronald Johnson begs off.
Ivan Fearless takes Ronald Johnson down with a chop.
Ivan Fearless runs into the ropes.
Ronald Johnson hits Ivan Fearless with a kick.
Ronald Johnson sets up Ivan Fearless on the turnbuckle.
Ronald Johnson takes Ivan Fearless down with a superplex.
Ronald Johnson goes for a DDT, but Ivan Fearless blocks it.
Ivan Fearless uses a springboard dropkick on Ronald Johnson.
Ivan Fearless goes for a hiptoss, but Ronald Johnson blocks it.
Ronald Johnson hoists Ivan Fearless high into the air with a vertical suplex, th
en sends Ivan Fearless crashing hard to the mat.
Ronald Johnson attempts to place Ivan Fearless on the turnbuckle, but
Ivan Fearless blocks it.
Ronald Johnson goes for a piledriver, but Ivan Fearless blocks it.
Ivan Fearless takes Ronald Johnson down with an inverted atomic drop.
Ivan Fearless hits Ronald Johnson.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Ivan Fearless kicks Ronald Johnson.
Ivan Fearless hits a flying forearm on Ronald Johnson.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Ivan Fearless executes a snap suplex on Ronald Johnson.
Ivan Fearless uses a snap suplex on Ronald Johnson.
Ivan Fearless executes a flying forearm on Ronald Johnson.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ivan Fearless uses a forearm to the back on Ronald Johnson.
Ivan Fearless goes for a legdrop, but Ronald Johnson rolls out of the way.
Ronald Johnson runs into the ropes.
Ronald Johnson hits Ivan Fearless with a clothesline.
Ivan Fearless falls out of the ring.
Ronald Johnson goes outside.
Ronald Johnson nails Ivan Fearless with an atomic drop.
Ronald Johnson reenters the ring.
Ivan Fearless follows him back in.
Ronald Johnson puts Ivan Fearless in an abdominal stretch.
Ivan Fearless reaches the ropes after holding out for 14 seconds.
Ivan Fearless sends Ronald Johnson into the turnbuckle.
Ivan Fearless runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Ronald Johnson
moves out of the way.
Ronald Johnson sets up Ivan Fearless on the turnbuckle.
Ronald Johnson executes the Chronic Winning Disorder on Ivan Fearless.
Ronald Johnson is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Ronald Johnson goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Ronald Johnson gets back up.
Ronald Johnson is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Ronald Johnson!

KING: Hey! Is Ronald Al's son?

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene opens backstage where Alexis Terrion is stretching. The camera
begins to zoom in on Alexis but she turns to face the camera.)

Alexis: How charming. Low-life. Anyway I guess its time for me to give the
fans the pleasure of listening to my voice.

(Alexis moves her hair out of her face.)

Alexis: Tonight I am going to become the BMWF Women's Champion, despite what
the general public may think. I am sorry but you serfs thinking I'm going to
lose does not stop me from winning. I could care less what you think. I mean
you are the ones that get the honor of watching me compete. As for the
actual match against this Fifi. Where has all the real competition gone? I
have to admit I am disappointed. When this tournament started I was hoping
that "Dizi" was going to make it to the finals. I mean is she not supposed
to be the best female wrestler in the BMWF? I guess she cannot live up to
her own reputation. As for me, I can. I am a winner. Just look at my short
career thus far. I haven't lost a match once. Fifi is old news. She has
already played her role many years ago. What is she going to do hit me with
her life support system? She will be unable to defeat me. I am going to
become the Women's Champion no ifs, ands, or buts about it.

(Alexis blows a kiss at the camera then walks away as we fade.)

>>>
 

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is for the BMWF Women's Title!

Introducing first...
From Siena, Italy...
Weighing in at 118 pounds...

Alexis Terrion

("Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin plays over the PA system. There are no
fancy lights or pyrotechnics. Alexis Terrion steps out from behind the
curtain. Alexis is dressed in a vivid candy apple red catsuit with black
wrestling boots.)

King: More Puppies... I love double Diva matches.

JR: If one woman here defines Diva it is Miss Terrion. She has no respect
for anyone but herself.

King: Who cares? Just look at her!

(Alexis just walks straight for the ring. She completely ignores the fans.
When Alexis reaches the ring she climbs the steps and stands in her corner
waiting for the bell to sound.)


LILLY: Her opponent...
From Quebec, CN...
Weighing in at 135 pounds...

Fifi

("Fighter" by Christina Aguilera blasts over the PA as Fifi steps out. She struts toward the ring as the fans boo her. She ignores the fans as she enters the ring. She demands to be handed the mic.)

Fifi: I have heard all week long how it is going to be impossible for me to be able to compete in two matches in one night. I have even heard from a few that it is career suicide. But I am doing it. I am doing it to prove that I am the toughest woman in the BMWF today. After tonight... I will have my title back again. I will be the BMWF Women's Champion once more. None of you out there know what that means to me. The first time I won it... I had to fight the hardest fight of my life in Sarah Michelle Keller... And I walked out a winner. So tonight Alexis, I am going to do the exact same thing. I am going to bust my a$$ just so I can prove I am the greatest women in the BMWF today and wear that title belt once more. No matter what the critics say... I will be the Women's champion once again.


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Alexis Terrion whips Fifi into the ropes.
Fifi hits Alexis Terrion with a shoulderblock.
Fifi hits Alexis Terrion with an armdrag takedown.
Fifi hoists Alexis Terrion high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Alexis Terrion crashing hard to the mat.
Fifi hoists Alexis Terrion high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Alexis Terrion crashing hard to the mat.
Fifi hits Alexis Terrion with an airplane spin.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Fifi goes for an airplane spin, but Alexis Terrion counters it with a facerake.
Alexis Terrion kicks Fifi.
Fifi punches Alexis Terrion.
Fifi kicks Alexis Terrion.
You could hear a pin drop.
Alexis Terrion kicks Fifi.
Alexis Terrion is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Fifi kicks Alexis Terrion.
There is no crowd reaction.
Fifi takes Alexis Terrion down with an armdrag takedown.
Fifi kicks Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion kicks Fifi.
Fifi chops Alexis Terrion.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Fifi and a few others cheering her.
Fifi chops Alexis Terrion.
Fifi punches Alexis Terrion.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Fifi and a few others cheering her.
Fifi goes for a vertical suplex, but Alexis Terrion blocks it.
Alexis Terrion kicks Fifi.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion kicks Fifi.
Alexis Terrion is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Fifi hits Alexis Terrion.
There is no crowd reaction.
Alexis Terrion hits Fifi.

JR: Fifi is showing signs of fatigue already.

King: For her sake I hope this match is short. But if she needs me to I will personally give her mouth to mouth.

JR: KING!!!!

King: Just trying to be a good surmarian!!!!

JR: Fifi is picking up Alexis.

King: Just lend a helping hand?

JR: Fifi just nailed Alexis with a hard right hand!!!

King: Alexis dropped to one knee!!!

JR: Fifi has Alexis trapped in a rear naked choke.

King: Did you say naked?

jr; Alexis Terrion is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Fifi hits Alexis Terrion.
You could hear a pin drop.
Alexis Terrion hits Fifi.
Fifi smacks Alexis Terrion with a devastating short clothesline .
Fifi runs into the ropes.
Alexis Terrion executes jumping heel kick on Fifi.
Alexis Terrion puts Fifi in Rolling Legbar.
Fifi inches her way towards the ropes after being locked up for 12 seconds.

JR: Fifi whips Alexis into the ropes.

King: She missed a clothesline!!!!

JR: Alexis rebounds off the far side ropes....

King: Fifi connected with a dropkick!!!!

JR: Now Fifi has Alexis trapped in the STF!!!!

King: Is Alexis going to tap?

JR: No! She reaches the ropes after 10 seconds.

Alexis Terrion takes Fifi down with a hurricanrana.
Alexis Terrion runs into the ropes.
Alexis Terrion hits Fifi with a kick.

JR: Look at how these women have savagely gone after each other.

King: Will someone please bring back apartment wrestling back!?!?!

JR: Fifi is choking the life out of Alexis right now!!!

King: She is fighting like a girl now!!!!

JR: Now Fifi just dropped a knee into the throat of Alexis!!!!

King: Now that is fighting!!!!

JR: Alexis Terrion hits Fifi with a back heel kick.
Alexis Terrion uses a hurricanrana on Fifi.
A portion of the crowd is booing Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion takes Fifi down with a springboard spinning leg lariat.
A portion of the crowd is booing Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion gets a rear naked choke on Fifi.
Fifi tries to escape the hold.
Fifi is writhing in pain.
Fifi submits after 13 seconds.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Alexis Terrion.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner...and NEW Women's Champion..Alexis Terrion!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The camera fades in to show Michael Bole standing in front of the Union
locker room, as the camera pans out Hardcore Harry is revealed standing next
to him all suited up in his wrestling gear)

Bole: Tonight folks the BMWF World Tag Team Titles will be up for grabs.
Tonight will be the second time Hardcore Harry and Shane Perish will take on
Scotty Scott and Ash for the Tag Titles.

Harry: Yeah we all saw the program Bole, we all know what is going down
tonight.

Bole: Yes, and I am here with Harry to ask him a few questions. First of all
Harry how did Scotty and Ash pick up the win last month?

Harry: Bole, Shane and I had that match won! When I hit Scotty over the head
with that title and put Shane's arm over the chest of Scott I thought those
titles where as good as ours! But someone he had just enough to get his
shoulder up and break the count. Tonight Bole, I assure you whatever he had
left, Shane and I will take it all away!

Bole: Ash must go on after this match to enter the Bedlam Bowl Match...

Harry: Bole that just gives Shane and I the advantage! Do you really think
Ash has his mind set on this tag match? Hell he said it himself that he was
concerned more about the Bedlam Bowl Match than this tag match. That also
shows that Scotty and Ash shouldn't be the tag champions! I mean do you
remember when the last time Scotty and Ash defended them titles, or when
they even teamed last?

Bole: Well yeah I.

Harry: Too long! Bole if they are such great Tag Champions then why do they
rarely team together!?! Every time I here about Ash he is always wanting to
do something by himself and I don't hear anything about Scotty. If you ask
me Bole, I don't think they should be the Tag Champions at all, Shane and I
far more deserve to be Tag Team Champions than Scotty and Ash!

Bole: But what about what happened two weeks ago when you and Shane lost to
The Judge and Witherspoon?

Harry: Bole, why do you even bring that topic up with me? You know damn well
things happened that night that Shane and I don't want to talk about and I
believe that was probably a main reason why I didn't get the victory over
The Judge and why I am not in that Bedlam Bowl Match later tonight. But ya
know what Bole? The Bedlam Bowl Match is what I look forward to every year
but if I get screwed out of that oh well, I will be there next year and I
will go on to win that World Title!

Bole: I see.. now tonight is a falls count anywhere match so no matter where
this match goes we will have a pinfall or submission.

Harry: Bole I requested this match last week because we were promised a
rematch and we got it! This match might as well be a hardcore match because
there will be no DQ and we all know how well I do in Hardcore Matches!

Bole: That is true, some say the match is in the Union's favor but for some
reason more people have predicted the veterans to walk away with the Titles
yet again.

Harry: Bole if these fans have learned anything it's not to doubt the
Ultraviolent Icon but apparently these fools will never learn! Scotty Scott,
Ash, you both better be ready for the fight or brawl of your lives because
Shane and I have upset before and we will do it again!!!

(Harry turns and walks into the Union locker room as the camera begins to
fade)

Fade..

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