Bloody Valentine 2007

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

ACW Proudly Presents: Bloody Valentine
Saturday 24th February 2007

Schedule of Matches:
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Critical Custody Match
XS3 & Christine Leon-Irvine vs. Thunderkiss & Joanna G

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ACW Entertainment Title Match
Jason Freeman vs. Jonny Spade

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Heavy Metal Mayhem Match
Alicia Laureano and Nick Durden vs. The Rioters

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Bed of Roses Match
Scott Andrews vs. Alexander Starkweather

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ACW Light Heavyweight Title Match
BK London vs Kudo Yasuda vs Jake Cheng

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Brimstone vs. Wyvern

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ACW World Title Match
Chance “Tiger VII” vs. Rattlesnake

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Love and War… two things which are inextricably tied together.

It started with Troy, and since then, many great romances have been founded upon the heat of combat. The loves that we fight for are many… the love of “the one”, the man or woman who we believe will make us complete; the love of our families; the love of power and glory; even the love of friendship, which is still a kind of love even if we don’t always view it as such.

These Bloody Valentines have a long and proud history… will tonight add new chapters to the eternal battles for love?

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Trash Talking And Lame Catchphrases (Credit: Top Draw)

The segment opens up in the corridor of the ACW arena where many of both the crew workers and superstars are running around trying to prepare for the show, and it's no different with one of ACW's best and brightest - BK London. As we close up on him, talking to ACW's Head Trainer "Textbook" Tim Dwight - the crowd can't help but pop largely for the former World Champion as he goes into his match tonight. We catch them in the midst of a conversation, what are they talking about..we shall soon find out.

BK: ...so you're saying I should use it in my match tonight?

Dwight: Absolutely, but make sure you watch your back as you're using it. You're going into a Triple Threat Match, there's not telling when the other particpant could sneak up on you.

BK: I'll definitely make sure to do tha-

WE SHOW STOPPIN
WE SHOW SHOW STOPPIN
WE SHOW STOPPIN
WE SHOW SHOW STOPPIN

Awwwkward. BK looks down and sees his cellphone lighting up as it is strapped to his waist and looks back up at Tim Dwight, who stares at him awkwardly.

BK: It's uummm...it's uh my wife. She...she put the ringtone, not...not me.

Dwight continues to stare at him, completely perplexed at the situation.

BK: I have to umm...go...over...there now.

BK walks over to a quite, seculded place and answers the phone.

BK: Hey babes, what's up?

You can hear a light, quick, murmuring over the phone.

BK: Thanks for the luck, but I don't need luck baby. I'm a two time World Champion, I've defeated the best of the best to hold that belt - I'm sure I can win some Light Heavyweight Championship.......yeah, I'm going to beat the shit out of Kudo. Kudo doesn't stand a chance baby doll, I mean you saw what I did to Vladimir a few weeks ago, I am going to tear Kudo limb from limb.........WHAT ABOUT JAKE?!

Coincidently, Jake Cheng walks right up behind BK to another huge pop from the crowd. BK continues to talk to Kiley on the phone, not noticing for a second that his partner is behind him.

BK: ...yeah I'm going to kick his ass too. I'm going to stomp a mudhole in him and walk it dry, and then who knows - maybe I'll cover him for the win. As far as I am concerned, Jake -

Jake taps him on the shoulder.

BK: Hold up. I'm no the phone.

Jake taps him on the shoulder again.

BK: Listen man, I'm on the phone..I'll get back to you in a second. So Jake is..

Jake taps him for the third time. And now BK turns around.

BK: Listen buddy, I don't knoooOOOHHH shit! Baby, I'll call you back.

BK shuts his phone.

BK: So, nice seeing you eh?

Jake: Wish I could say the same about you, I don't know what has got you thinking that I'm going to be easy to beat - but I'm going to make you eat those words in that match tonight.

BK: Is that so?

Jake: It is so. I'm here to WIN the Light Heavyweight Champion, and I won't be denied of it tonight. BK, you don't stand a GHOST of a chance.

BK: .....that was so lame, but I guess I'll see you out in that ring then.

Jake: I guess we will.

Jake walks away from the scene and BK continues to stare at him while he walks down the hall. Could BK be in for more than he bargained for with Jake? Could Jake back up all those words he was saying? Could the phrase, you don't stand a GHOST of a chance really be that lame? We're less than an hour away from one of the biggest Light Heavyweight matches of all time..

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Light at the end of the tunnel (Credit: AK / Rena)

The show has just got underway, but as we cut to the now immediately recognizable interior of Alicia and Latino Laureano’s locker room, the shot finds Alicia already dressed and finishing her preparations for her match later in the evening.

She looks a little tired, but there is a spring in her step that suggests she is approaching the end of a journey of sorts. Alone and seated at her dressing table, she adjusts the collar on her ringwear and sees out of the corner of her eye the door open behind her.

Charlotte King comes in, looking beautiful as ever, and Alicia turns around.

Alicia: All ready for another big PPV then, Charlie?

Charlotte: Of course. This match of yours… I heard about the stipulation earlier. “Heavy Metal Mayhem”…. Is that your title, or Ginger’s?

Alicia smiles.

Alicia: I plead guilty.

Charlotte: Sounds like it could get brutal, but I’ve known you long enough to know that you’ll have your own good reasons for it.

Alicia nods. She does indeed have reasons, but she keeps these to herself for now. Ever the conversational expert, Charlotte moves things along.

Charlotte: So, I hear that house of yours is finally finished?

Alicia smiles again, this time more fully.

Alicia: Yes, finally, the builders leave on Monday.

Charlotte: Wow. That’s cutting it a bit fine for your housewarming party, don’t you think?

Alicia looks at Charlotte, and seems confused. She scratches her head.

Alicia:………….um, don’t take this the wrong way, but…. What party?

Now Charlotte looks concerned.

Charlotte: Ok, you’re having me on, right?

Alicia’s expression tells Charlotte otherwise.

Charlotte: You really don’t know? But Ryan showed me the invitation he and Rena received. It was sent on your behalf…

She pauses, as if not quite wanting to finish the sentence. Alicia looks at her.

Charlotte: …and it was signed off by Rayne.

Alicia looks more than a little surprised. How could Rayne be organizing a party on her behalf without even telling her?

Alicia: This…. Seriously, this is news to me.

Charlotte nods.

Charlotte: I believe you. It explains why I didn’t get an invitation, I thought it was just held up in the post.

Alicia: What do you mean by that?

Charlotte takes a deep breath, but then sees the clock and changes her mind.

Charlotte: Damn, I’ve got to see Ginger in about 1 minutes. Listen, we’ll talk about this after your match, OK? Assuming you don’t get yourself knocked silly again…

Charlotte hurries out, leaving Alicia alone. Alicia shakes her head; things certainly are getting a little strange where Rayne is concerned. But she can’t think about that now; she has to focus on one thing, and one thing only, and resolutely she stands up and heads for the door herself.

It’s going to be an interesting evening…

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: This… Is Demon Inc. (Credit: XS3)

Tonight is the big one. A family is on the line for one man. He cannot afford to lose this match or everything he has will be gone in a matter of minutes. Only his wife is helping him get through the pre-match jitters… until his bandmates arrive, that is.

We see XS3 in his locker room. He finishes wrapping up the tape on his right hand and pounds it with his left hand, signifying that it’s game time. Christine is then shown wearing the same ring attire as XS3 plus a black tanktop. She plants a kiss on XS3's welcoming lips and smiles.

Christine: "Samantha and Kira are not going to be with Thunderkiss and Joanna."

XS3: "That's exactly how I want it. My dad wanted me to have a successful family like he tried to with me, Parker and Anthony and dammit, I'm going to be there for my kids too."

Christine wraps her arms around her man and hugs him tightly. XS3 grins before noticing a camera in the room.

XS3: "Oh hello, ACW. I'm just having a little pep talk with my wife for our match with Thunderkiss and Joanna. I just want to thank all of you for support as of late. I want to thank the fans, Jonny Spade and of course, my fellow bandmates from Demon Inc. They're here right now so if you would like to meet them, now is your chance."

Just then, five men enter the view of the camera from the left. They all look to the camera and give a cheesy thumbs up as XS3 stands up from the bench and goes over to a man with long black messy hair, a red tanktop, jeans and open-fingered gloves.

XS3: "Let's start with Ken Dante, shall we? He's our 6'7", 289 lb lead guitarist and backing vocalist. He used to be a wrestler… just like everyone else in the band."

Ken nods and plays a little bit of air guitar. XS3 laughs as he heads over to a man with long white hair, a baseball cap and a pair of cargos.

XS3: "This is our 6'5", 259 lb rhythm guitarist, Mr. Yasha. We named him that cause he kinda reminds us of that Inuyasha cartoon that everyone used to like."

XS3 heads over to a man with short brown hair, a full grown beard, a black leather jacket, jeans and boots.

XS3: "This is Genecide, our 6'2", 230 lb bassist. He does backing vocals too and boy can this sum'bitch ever scream!"

Genecide goes to scream but XS3 covers the bassist's mouth with his hand. Genecide sighs, a little disappointed, before XS3 heads over to a familiar face in ACW: Punished Fox.

XS3: "Anyone remember my half-brother Punished Fox? 6'0"? 216 lbs? Well, he once was on Fallout and now he's drumming for Demon Inc."

Fox: "Yeah sure, I'll go back to Fallout whenever I feel like wrestling again… NOT!"

XS3 finally heads over to a tall man with long black hair, a red mask, a black trenchcoat, black jeans and boots.

XS3: "And finally, this is Maximus Dungeon. He's 7'0", 330 lbs and he's Demon Inc.'s sampler and turntablist. Unfortunately, the song we're gonna be doing tonight doesn't have any of the two so he's just gonna be onstage wrecking stuff."

Maximus: "Can I set someone's locker room on fire?"

XS3: "…no."

Maximus: "…damn."

Christine then joins the band as they all look to the camera once more.

XS3: "So there you have it. All six members of Demon Inc. plus the smoking hot wife of the lead singer. We're going to be doing a cover version of my theme song, 'Inhale' by Stone Sour. It's time like these that you can be proud to say you have a band instead of watching a band's lead singer get drunk, do one song, thank the crowd and pass out."

Ken: "BURN ON AXL ROSE!"

Genecide: "Thank you Ken for reminding everyone the obvious point to all of that."

XS3: "Get it together guys. Anyway, Thunderkiss, tonight there will be no fun and games. You have no right to claim my children and I am going to prove it to you once and for all. Nobody wants to see you be a father of two beautiful girls. As far as I'm concerned, you can't even handle a proper wrestling career without your boyfriend helping you out. So get ready for your life lesson tonight: a guy like me will do what he has to in order to keep food on the table. My fellow Demons, are you with me?"

Demon Inc. and Christine: "YEAH!"

The seven people in the room all huddle together and share some words of encouragement before screaming "DEMON!" and leaving the locker room together.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Critical Custody Match
XS3 & Christine Leon-Irvine vs. Thunderkiss & Joanna G (Credit: XS3)

Before we cut to the ring, we get a shot of the stage. There is a keyboard, a piano, a drum set, multiple amps and a microphone on a stand. All of these items are placed on a special platform near the stage. We'll find out what they are all for as the camera now gets a shot of the front row of the audience. In two of the seats are Samantha and Kira, the daughters of XS3 and Christine. Their eyes are full of concern as they look up to see Philip standing in the center of the ring.

Philip: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Critical Custody Match! The only way to win is to sign the custody papers with your opponent's blood! Introducing first, from Venice Beach, California, they are the team of Thunderkiss and Joanna G!"

All of a sudden, the lights dim to a pure black. A few seconds pass and finally, the lights come back on to reveal none other than Guns N' Roses. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction (cheers for their appearance and boos for them playing on behalf of Thunderkiss) as we see vocalist Axl Rose, guitarists Robin Finck, Ron Thal and Richard Fortus, bassist Tommy Stinson, drummer Frank Ferrer and keyboardists Dizzy Reed and Chris Pitman. They play the opening notes of "Paradise City".

Axl: "Take me down to the paradise city / Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty / Oh, won't you please take me home?"

The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen on the side trons. Thunderkiss' video plays on the Alpha as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway. Joanna follows him shortly after.

Axl: "Just an urchin livin' under the street, hard case that's tough to beat / I'm your charity case, so buy me somethin' to eat, I'll pay you at another time / Take it to the end of the line"

He stands atop of the rampway looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the rampway creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss and Joanna into the ring.

Axl: "Ragz to richez or so they say, ya gotta-keep pushin' for the fortune and fame / It's all a gamble when it's just a game, ya treat it like a capital crime / Everybody's doing their time"

Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ringsteps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house. Joanna just looks on.

Axl: "Take me down to the paradise city / Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty / Oh, won't you please take me home?"

The song ends and Axl thanks the crowd, plugging Chinese Democracy for one last time before leading his bandmates on the way out of the arena. Philip then looks on at his card and nods.

Philip: "And their opponents, from Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada, they are the team of XS3 and Christine Leon-Irvine!"

The lights then dim once more. After a few seconds pass, the crowd cheers as they see XS3 with the mic. As the crowd witnesses the ACW debut of Demon Inc., the camera pans across to show Mr. Yasha, Genecide, Ken Dante and Punished Fox with their respective instruments. The camera shows Maximus Dungeon sitting in front of the keyboards.

XS3: "Start the freakin' song, Fox!"

Fox nods and strikes the cymbals a few times before the guitars kick in. After XS3 lets out a scream, Christine appears onstage and holds up her hands in a rock out fashion.

XS3: "Come one and all and see the broken man / Talking to himself / He sits and waits for something better / He’ll never find it here / The people touch his hand and pinch his cheek / He can’t even feel it”

Ken then adds some more rhythm to the song with his guitar.

XS3: "There he goes again / He’s listening to someone / He hears the bitter laughter / All he wants to know is / Why… does any of it matter? / I can’t take it anymore / You gotta try / The inhale that makes the exhale so much better"

Instead of continuing with the normal version of the song, the band gets to the near end. The crowd loves every moment of this song thus far as Christine walks down the ramp. The song goes back to Ken's guitar as Maximus is shown flipping over the keyboards and rocking out with Genecide.

XS3: "NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR! / I CAN’T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE! / EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME! / SOMEONE TELL ME… / Someone tell me… / Someone tell me…"

Christine stops in front of Samantha and Kira and wraps her arms around them. Joanna looks on, uneasy, as Thunderkiss just wants the song to be over.

XS3: "Why… does any of it matter? / I can’t take it anymore / You gotta try / The inhale that makes the exhale so much better / Why… does any of it matter? I can’t take it anymore / You gotta try / The inhale that makes the exhale so much better / WHY? / WHY? / YOU GOTTA TRY / TRY!"

The song then ends as the crowd cheers on Demon Inc. XS3 gets a fist pound from his bandmates then runs down the ramp, heading straight for the ring. The couple then enters the ring under the bottom rope and Christine makes a beeline for Joanna and tackles her, sending both women through the ropes, to the outside and into a catfight of epic proportions.

Bell rings.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

In the ring, XS3 is delivering a flurry of punches to Thunderkiss. The fists connect with his head and midsection for the most part. Thunderkiss is then whipped off the ropes and gets taken down with a big flying forearm smash. With the crowd getting behind him every moment thus far, XS3 takes a moment to bow to the people who support him before lifting up his arm and dropping an elbow across Thunderkiss’ sternum. Joanna shoves Christine back to the floor before she rolls under the bottom rope into the ring. She calls out XS3’s name and he turns around, staring her down. Joanna looks on in fear and she slowly approaches XS3. The two exchange some words that are not caught by the camera. Suddenly, Thunderkiss pops up and delivers a low blow to XS3. Joanna decides to turn his attention to Christine and she heads to the outside, picking her up by the hair.

Thunderkiss begins to stomp away at XS3 and the crowd despises him for it. Thunderkiss cares not as he points to XS3’s two children, who slump down in their seats. Thunderkiss then grabs XS3 by his hair and lays into him with stiff right hands. Joanna then rolls Christine into the ring and Thunderkiss smirks. Christine looks up at Thunderkiss with pure hate in her eyes but her tormentor doesn’t care at all. Thunderkiss then grabs Christine by her legs and catapults her into a clothesline from Joanna. XS3 slowly gets up and Joanna goes over to him but Thunderkiss shoves his partner aside and knocks down XS3 with a punch to the back of his head. Joanna sighs, frustrated, as Christine begins to stir.

As the voices of Samantha and Kira can be heard from the audience, Christine is picked up and whipped into the corner. Thunderkiss then backs up into the opposite corner and charges at Christine. However, XS3 manages to stand up and deliver a big boot to the charging Thunderkiss. Christine then heads to the outside of the ring and looks under the apron. She pulls out a steel chair and hands it over to XS3. Before she re-enters the ring, however, Christine pulls out another chair and heads into the ring with it. Thunderkiss and Joanna then stand to their feet and see the Canadian couple with their chairs. It seems that the crowd is going to finally get what they paid to see… until Thunderkiss holds out Joanna in front of him by her arms. The crowd is booing furiously as the camera manages to catch Thunderkiss’ words.

Thunderkiss: “If you want to get to me, you’re gonna have to bash her skull in first! Hahaha!”

Joanna: “Thunderkiss, stop it! Let me go!”

XS3 suddenly looks into Joanna’s eyes and sees that tears are ready to come. Has she finally realized what she’s gotten herself into? Joanna suddenly sees Christine and gives her a look of pain and sadness. Christine’s heart could probably be heard snapping in two and she decides that enough is enough. She whispers something into XS3’s ear and he nods before making a charge towards Thunderkiss. Joanna closes her eyes and braces for the impact. However, she suddenly feels herself falling to the canvas. She opens her eyes and sees Thunderkiss backed into the corner, holding his knee. A replay is shown to the viewers at home that XS3 had swung the chair into Thunderkiss’ leg instead of into Joanna’s head.

Suddenly, the crowd can be heard booing as William Charles Wilcox comes storming down to the ring from the back. He holds a briefcase in his hand and enters the ring. XS3 and Christine are unaware of Wilcox’s presence and XS3 is unable to defend himself from a low blow. Christine spins around and Wilcox venomously rams the briefcase into her midsection, causing her to crumple to the canvas. The crowd boos furiously as Wilcox picks up the briefcase and hands it to Thunderkiss with a sick smile on his face. Thunderkiss laughs and brings it up over his head. XS3 then spins around and gets a briefcase to his skull, busting him wide open. Thunderkiss then opens the briefcase to reveal the custody papers. Samantha and Kira’s eyes go wide open at the sight of the papers and it appears that their futures are sealed in blood…

…but the crowd can suddenly be heard cheering as someone can be seen making his way through the crowd. He hops the guardrail and he can be seen with a raised hoody and a Singapore cane in hand. He enters the ring and sees Thunderkiss gathering some of XS3’s blood. The man is spotted by Thunderkiss and he wastes no time in whacking Thunderkiss in the back with the cane. Wilcox gets a few shots of his own before he is clotheslined over the top rope. The man falls to the outside with Wilcox and brings up his hood, revealing himself as Ben Drinkin, XS3’s old partner in crime. XS3 slowly gets to his feet using the ropes and nods to Ben, who returns the gesture.

Christine gets up and sees Joanna backed into the corner, scared. Christine helps up Joanna and shares some words with her before going over to one of the chairs. She unfolds it and sets it down on the canvas. XS3 ascends to the top rope and sees Thunderkiss getting to his feet. XS3 then leaps off and grabs Thunderkiss’ head along the way, connecting with the Ralph Klein Special onto the open chair. Thunderkiss has a huge gash along his forehead and blood can be seen trickling down his face as XS3 picks up the custody papers. He takes a needle-style pen from the briefcase and dips it into Thunderkiss’ gash. Christine and Joanna watch as XS3 takes the blood-covered pen and writes a name on the paper…

“Matthew Keith Irvine”

Bell rings.

Philip: "Here are your winners, XS3 and Christine Leon-Irvine!"

Samantha and Kira immediately hop over the guardrail and into the ring. Samantha leaps into XS3's arms and Kira leaps into Christine's arms. Thunderkiss begins to stir in the center of the ring and opens his eyes slowly to see XS3 and his family taunting Thunderkiss. Samantha holds up the custody papers away from Thunderkiss' grasp and then she holds them up towards the fans. XS3 sets Samantha down on the canvas and approaches Joanna, who does not look angry but desolate.

XS3: "Listen, Joanna, I never thought Kelly was a bad person at all. I still miss her to this day. That's what I've been trying to tell you all along. Thunderkiss wasn't trying to help you, he was using you to pleasure himself. Do you understand now?"

Joanna looks down at the canvas for a few seconds then back up at XS3. With tears in her eyes, she throws her arms around XS3 and begins sobbing.

Joanna: "Oh my god, I've wasted my life trying to tear you guys apart! I'm so sorry!"

XS3 gently pats Joanna on the head and looks at Christine, who nods back. Joanna then goes over to Christine and shares a heartfelt embrace with her.

Joanna: "I'm sorry for everything I've said and done!"

Christine: "It's okay, Joanna. Everything will be all right."

Joanna: "I'm done with being a whore, I want to have a normal life again. Can you help me get back on my feet?"

XS3 and Christine look at each other and nod before turning back to Joanna.

Christine: "We'll help you out. Don't worry. I’m going to stay at home with Samantha and Kira and I’ll be sure to bring you along with me."

Meanwhile, Thunderkiss is using the ropes to get back to his feet. He approaches Joanna with a cold stare.

Thunderkiss: "What the hell, babe? I thought you hated their guts! Now you're going back to those losers?"

Joanna: "Thunderkiss… It's over."

Without even allowing Thunderkiss to say another word, Joanna takes her leave with XS3, Christine, Samantha and Kira. Thunderkiss looks pretty angry to say the least as XS3 joins his fellow bandmates onstage and throws up his arms in an "X" fashion, causing the crowd to cheer once more.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Opportunity Knocks (Credit: Flamingo/Stark)

As the cameras cut to the backstage area, ACW's Favorite Son, Adrian Flamingo in all his pink glory steps out of his locker-room. Adrian sported a tight-fitting pink polo shirt, his aviators, and a couple of his boas, and he was quickly joined by his bodyguard. Mister Jones was wearing his usual black suit and his usual look of apathy as he stepped out beside his "boss" and partner. Machismo International hadn't been booked for Bloody Valentine and neither of them had dates... but at least they had each other. Something was right, though; you'd think that these two would be rather glum due to their inactivity, but Flamingo was all smiles. He looked like a kid with a brand new toy and he was more than excited to show it off. DigItUpFlamingo (2:15:50 PM): "Jonesy, I'm tell ya'! This is going to be big for us... huge for us! This is what's going to leap frog us from obscurity to the top, baby! This is what's going to seperate us from those losers like Thunderkiss and Jason Freeman and put us up into the top with the guys like Latino... Chance Emmerson... Scott Andrews... El Froggy Mask!"

Adrian reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out his pink razr flip-phone and held it open to Jones.

"Do you know who this guy is?"

Jones leaned over his shoulder and rubbed his stubbly chin thoughtfully.

"Ain't that that Emilio Estevez sod what was in those Mighty Ducks movies?"

Adrian stood there for a moment just staring at Jones. As if to figure out whether or not Jones was just messing with him or if he was being serious. Adrian shook his head and slapped the big man on the chest lightly, but quickly pulled his hand back in fear of angering the giant.

"Close! No... his name is... well... I can't remember his name... but he's an agent who wants to have US, Machismo International, as his clients! Think of it, Jonesy, made for DVD movies... Hollywood shindigs... Subway commericials! We'll be STARS, baby! I'm sure you want all the little lassies back home in the UK to wet their panties whenever they see Mister Jones on the tele holding a hot n' ready meatball sub!"

"What I got for 'em's alot bigger'n'a meatball sub! Haha..."

The blank, somewhat nonplussed look from Flamingo was enough to straighten his face out a bit.

"But I 'ear ya, mate. I mean, kee-roist, we ain't got nothin' bettah t'do. We ain't on that there batty-boy show dey got about some kinda Valentine or summat. We ain't got fuck-all else ta do 'til next month, so you might as well lead th'bloody way. Bloody yanks an' dere cowboy hat wearin' grotters be challengin' for titles, takin' food outta me tykes' mouths. S'bloody 'ighway robbery, it is."

Adrian patted the big man on the shoulder and lead him to the exit.

"His offices close in about an hour, which leaves us plenty of time to get there and become formally introduced..."

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “Planned Parenthood” Credit: Thunderkiss

[We see Thunderkiss walking through the curtain, bandaged up and not in a very good mood. Of all times to do an interview, now is not one of those times – but that doesn’t stop ACW veteran reporter Kevin Anderson.]

Kevin Anderson: Kiss! Thoughts on your match?

Thunderkiss: I know you and I haven’t really gotten together do to this “interview” thing Anderson, but here’s a hint, I don’t like to talk about matches right after a loss. Its not a “healthy” thing for you to ask, if you catch my drift brother. But I will talk to you about something else on my mind – the Entertainment Title.I think I’ve waited long enough ACW. I’ve sat back and watched guys like Gaydrian Flamingo and Jonny Spade get their title shots, while holding back the vomit in the process. Now it’s my turn. Now is the time to usher in the age of Thunderkiss … and JASON FREEMAN, you’re the one I’m aiming at. The ACW E.T. title has my name written all over it, after all, who is more entertaining than myself? I’m a natural fit, while you are an unnatural disgrace to this business. Though I am done in the ring tonight, I am NOT leaving this arena. In fact, I’m going to be watching your match tonight Freeman – VERY closely. Talk about a painful experience! The things I do for this sport.

Kevin Anderson: ……………

Thunderkiss: I mean, I have to watch Jonny Spade wrestle? Can it get worse than that? Tell me, how does that jerk off get a title shot while I continue to get ignored? It’s a damn tragedy, I tell you.

Kevin Anderson: Thunderkiss, even though you lost your match, do you feel you’ve seen the last of XS3?

Thunderkiss: Heheheh … No. Listen, as I said last week, I don’t care about him or his snot nosed kids or even his big tittie wife. I was out for only one thing and that’s to recreate another man’s life … just as I discussed with my good friend Axl the other night …

..::FLASHBACK::..

[Feb. 7th 2007. We see Thunderkiss and longtime friend Axl Rose watching Warfare highlights of the February 6th show.]

Thunderkiss: Watch this! This is my favorite part!

[Thunderkiss draws Axl’s attention onto the part where he strips Christine Irvine on Screen.]

Axl Rose: What did it feel like man?

Thunderkiss: What did it feel like?! It felt like touching two big ‘ol boobies… what do you think it felt like?!

Axl Rose: You mustlove your job Kiss.

Thunderkiss: But yeah … it felt good. How could it not, you know? I mean, there’s something about doing something you’re not supposed to, brother. Its like a rush comes over you. When I looked into that woman’s eyes, I didn’t think about should I or shouldn’t I, the only thing I thought about was how long or how hard. Now, I’m sure there are more than a few people out there thought I was a sick son of a bitch for what I did to her, but what they don’t realize is that I’m an artist. The woman was nothing more than a canvas for me to “paint” on. Shear human emotion is the greatest art of all Axl. When her face grimaced in horror when my flesh touched hers, it will be a moment that I will never forget – and neither will she. Just like a beautiful statue or painting, that moment touched our very souls. You see Axl, I In my hands I have the power to change lives. Not too many people have this power and most who do cannot handle it. Its my responsibility to use the power I have in these hands to alter lives around me, or create these artworks, because I am a god on Earth. Look at the work I’ve done already. One man will never use his hand properly ever again. The other’s children will have to live with the memory of their step mother being assaulted in front of them. If I don’t do it .. who will?

[And in this very uncharacteristic Thunderkiss moment, we begin to understand some of the madness that drives his reasoning and motivations. Obvious to say, the man has a few issues. Or perhaps it’s the drugs talking. After all, the man has already downed a few lines of cocaine and is in the process of snorting another one as soon as he finishes his tirade. Stunned by his friend’s mood swing, Axl has only this to say…]

Axl Rose: That’s pretty fucking deep man.

Thunderkiss: ………… heh… hehahheeah! *Begins Laughing*

Axl Rose: Hahahaha! “Artist” Hahahaha… ahhhhhh shit.

Thunderkiss: I don’t know what I’m talking about dude!

..::END FLASHBACK::..

[We fade back into the present, Thunderkiss still in the interview room with Kevin Anderson]

Thunderkiss: Oh yeah, I remember that night just like it was yesterday. Good times. Anyway Anderson, I did some thing’s the man will never forget, but I feel like I didn’t finish the job. XS3, one day .. it may not be tomorrow or the next month or even next year … but I know our paths will cross again. When that time comes, I’ll make sure to finish the work I started on your life .. and oh, will it be glorious.

[Thunderkiss looks into the camera lights with a spaced out look on his face.]

Kevin Anderson: Well arent you a nice man.

Thunderkiss: Hell yeah, brother.

Kevin Anderson: Well, look Thun – oh boy.

[Joanna G rushes into the picture and stairs into the eyes of the man she just left. Thunderkiss’ face grows a look of utter distaste for this woman]

Thunderkiss: Bitch…. What do you want?

Joanna G: Look Kiss, nothing has changed between the two of us, but there is something …. Something you must know.

Thunderkiss: I think you better leave whore.

Joanna G: Kiss please …. I’m … I’m pregnant.

[The crowd gasps with Kevin Anderson.]

Thunderkiss: ………….

Joanna G: I’ve been this way for a while now. Even though I know we can’t be together, you’re the father and you deser- *GACK*

[Thunderkiss reaches out and grabs Joanna around the neck!! He lifts her high in the air with a crazed look on his face!]

Thunderkiss: You stupid bitch, do you think you are worthy to carry the seed of Thunderkiss?! You are nothing more than a pole hugging whore, one that has lost her luster.

Joanna G: *GACK* No… Somebody … Please *GACK*

Thunderkiss: You SLUTBITCH! YOU FILTHY SLUTBITCH! YOU WILL NOT CARRY MY CHILD!

Joanna G: !? NOO… *COUGH* ….. OOOOO!

[Thunderkiss lifts Joanna G onto his shoulder and then takes off running! He leaps up into the air and comes crashing down upon her, putting extra impact into her stomach area! Joanna is instantly knocked out by the crushing sensation and Thunderkiss continues to stomp on her abdomen until he’s sure he’s done some terminal damage to any foetus that may be residing there.]

Thunderkiss: Hey, I ought to charge for this shit! Who needs a coat hanger when you have the ULTIMATE MALE!

Kevin Anderson: He….you…OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! How could he?! His own child?!

Maxwell McNally (at the broadcast booth): That poor girl is in need of serious medical attention! Oh God! Oh God!

Thunderkiss: You silly little slutbitch, you’ll never turn your life around. Once a gutter slut, always a gutter slut.

[Thunderkiss walks off as paramedics rush the scene. Tonight a woman had the chance to turn her life around. Sadly, this opportunity came to an end just moments later due her making the biggest mistake of her life – a mistake called … THUNDERKISS!]

~END~

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: ACW Entertainment Title Match
Jason Freeman vs. Jonny Spade (Credit: Freeman)

This match will be posted upon reciept.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Rare Metal Soul (Credit: AK / Nick)

Homo Sapiens is a most changeable creature.

One moment, you can be in the midst of physical and emotional turmoil, the next… all is stillness and calm. Alicia Laureano is focusing herself on the latter of these; as she sits quietly on the cool wooden bench, she is putting all other thoughts out of her head and preparing for the maelstrom that is about to hit.

It’s hardly as if there is much that needs to be said between herself and her erstwhile tag partner for the evening. She stares through Nick Durden as he tapes his wrists, and every subtle movement conveys the pressure that Nick is under. But instead of being a mass of energy railing against the world, he is silent, and purposeful.

Alicia hopes that this appearance isn’t simply concealing his old demons. As of this moment, they don’t even know if the Rioters will show up, or where Renix is; even if she’s ok. Their opponents have masterfully yanked Nick’s chain in every conceivable direction, and the fact that he’s still standing and preparing to force their grimy hands is testament to what he’s achieved in the last month…

…or will it all collapse again, even more horrifically than at Ragnarok? It’s a possibility Alicia knows that she can’t rule out. She mentally visualizes the situation as a poker game of sorts; both teams have two cards, but she’s playing her own hand half-blind; Nick could be an ace in the hole, or he could turn out to be a lowly two-clubs. There’s no way of knowing until they get out there.

As she quietly ponders, Alicia tilts her head, and one side of her hair falls in front of her face. She pushes it back, but it seems to like its new position, and she huffles as she gets up and pads over to the mirror to try and get it to stay. Regarding herself, with her left eye shielded by a straight curtain of locks, she can’t resist a cheesy impression.

Alicia: Almost time to duel, ey Nicky boy?

Nick glances up. For a second Alicia thinks he’s going to be angry, but instead he just shakes his head with a wry smirk.

Nick: This is not the time for kiddy Anime impressions.

Alicia resolutely shoves her hair back out of her face, and smiles.

Alicia: There’s always time for kiddy Anime impressions in my book.

Nick watches her as she checks her bootlaces. He can think of little except Renix… and just how he’s going to capitalize on the stipulation she and Ginger set just a couple of days previously.

There’s something honest about metal; unforgiving, cruel even, but honest. It leaves no hiding place for the weak… and Nick fully intends to prove conclusively tonight that he is stronger than the Rioters, or indeed anyone else, ever imagined. Though he’s barely let Renix slip from his mind, he does wonder exactly what Alicia hopes to gain from this match for herself; a small part of him is still suspicious, even after all they’ve gone through as a pair.

But another part of him, the humbler side, knows that he needs someone like Alicia to help him through what he hopes will be the final chapter of this twisted and rambling tale. If he’s ever going to ascend to the heights that she once reached, he understands that tonight is a rare chance for him to prove that he’s capable of matching her in the toughest of contests.

Renix, and his future; two prizes, then, both very different, but both exceptionally precious…

The clock in the room clicks on by just one more minute, but that’s all it ever takes. It’s time.

Nick: Alicia…

They both stand, and look one another in the eye.

Alicia: …Nick.

There are no more words; now is the time for action…

Now is the time for Mayhem.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Interview At The Ruins (Credit: Scott)

Scott finishes tying the lace on his boot as Jessie hands him a water bottle.

Jessie: Hydrate yourself. You’ve got a long match ahead of you.

Scott takes a good long swig before setting it down on the oak coffee table and starting on his next boot.

Scott: Trust me, I know what I’m in for tonight. I’ve been studying my opponent, watching tapes, reading articles, stuff like that - - -

The door opens and in walks Kevin. The Senatorial Couple look at him perplexed as to how he was able to even get in to the Senatorial Locker Room.

Scott: What the hell are you doing?! How did you get in here, anyway?!

Kevin: The door was open?

Scott: …well what do you want? I’m trying to get ready for my match here, man. A little common decency, huh?

Kevin: I just wanted to get your thoughts on your match tonight. Possibly the most dangerous match you’ve been involved in against one of the most dangerous men in ACW, Alexander Starkweather - - -

As always, Scott snatches the microphone from his interviewer.

Scott: Look, you came here for an interview, but I’m gonna give you a promo, ok? It goes like this: I’ve been running around these past weeks with my knickers in a knot trying to work out why the hell this doctor character has been on my case. 24/7 it’s been on my mind. Is he an obsessed fan?! Does he fancy Jessie?! Or is he just out to fuck our shit up?! Y’see I’ve dealt with psycho’s before, Kevin, but nothing like this chap. He’s subtle in most cases with what he does. He knaws away at your mind, piece by piece until you can’t stand it anymore!

Scott picks up the bottle and takes another swig, in a comedic way, taking far too long before he puts it back down before carrying off from where he ended.

Scott: The problem is, I had a locomotive in my head crashing from side to side, but y’see Kevin that locomotive has run outta gas! I’m not gonna worry about his tricks, his mind games, or whether or not he enjoys walks on the beach!

The crowd cheer in the background.

Scott: Kevin, I’ve got my milk, my Jessie, and my Viewmaster! And everytime I look into my viewmaster I see only one thing; victory for Scott Andrews…There’s gonna be a brutal assassination tonight, Kevin, and Starkweather…you know the rest…

Scott puts the bottle down and looks at Kevin.

Scott: You still here?

Kevin looks at the ground before acknowledging the implementations of Scott’s tone, and he leaves the locker room, and the couple, to continue their preparations.

FADE OUT, BITCH!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Heavy Metal Mayhem Match
Alicia Laureano and Nick Durden vs. The Rioters

As the shot wends its way back to the main arena, Philip Jones is in the ring. Everything seems normal, with the exception of four large, metallic storage chests which are positioned on the outside, one at each corner. The crowd’s been hearing rumors about the content of this particular contest all week, and they wait with considerable anticipation for the facts to be revealed.

Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next contest is a Tornado tag team match, set for one fall, and it is a …”Heavy Metal Mayhem” Match!

The crowd pops; they’re liking the sound of this already.

Philip: The stipulation attached to this contest is simple… any item which is wholly or primarily made of metal can be used as a legal weapon, all other standard rules apply…

Another pop, which Philip rides masterfully into the formal introductions.

Philip:…so introducing first, from London, England and Venice Beach, California… the team of Alicia Laureano and Nick Durden!

The fans are already hyped by the match stip, and their cheers almost bury the stuttering opening of an unfamiliar theme; its heartbeat base and atonal chords cause everyone to prick up their ears…

You think you’ve got it all worked out
But you don’t know nothing, nothing, nothing-
You think that you can rub me out
But I’m made of something, something, something-

I can teach you a thing or two
(Yeah oh, yeah, oh)
I can teach you a thing or two
(Yeah oh, yeah, oh)
I can teach you a thing or two
(Yeah oh, yeah, oh)
I can teach you a thing or two
(Yeah oh, yeah, oh)

The sentiment is crystal clear as Alicia and Nick walk out on to the stage; the crowd presses forward, and Alicia holds out a hand to a lucky few fans, following Nick at a slight distance; his mind and heart are already in that ring.

The thumping bass of “Yeah Yeah” (by Bodyrox) are faded down, and Philip picks up the proverbial baton.

Philip: And their opponents, from Miami, Florida – Reckless and Ruthless, collectively known as the Rioters!

”Riot” by Three Days Grace hits, and the crowd starts booing immediately; Nick stares at the entrance with a fierce intensity, while Alicia casts her glance around the ring into the shadows beyond, watching for any kind of sneak attack. There is a loing pause… but then the smirking form of Reckless materializes on to the stage, with Ruthless hulking behind him, and every muscle in Nick’s body tenses up. Like a coiled spring he watches as the two men deliberately take their time in getting to the ring; they circle it and regard the closed chests with anticipation in their eyes before finally entering the ring.

Carter Donovan has been assigned as referee to this match (it’s likely that deathmatch specialist Keiji Makabe has been prioritized to the Andrews/Starkweather confrontation, which would be a sensible choice indeed.) Donovan, as a long-term associate of Raymond Flemings, is more than capable of handling the demands of a charged encounter himself, and motions for the starting pair to come forward. Ruthless doesn’t hesitate for the Rioters, with Reckless seemingly wanting to wind Nick up some more, but as it turns out Nick isn’t starting the match either as Alicia politely but firmly takes the lead and points Nick to the ropes. Nick doesn’t look entirely happy, but takes the hint and exits to the apron; he and Reckless stare holes into one another as the match finally gets underway.

Bell Rings.

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With the match technically being a tornado tag, there’s nothing physically to stop things degenerating into a mass brawl from the outset. However, the crowd is interested to see that neither team is prepared to initiate this state quite yet, and Ruthless and Alicia circle a couple of times, Ruthless making a sudden grab for his foe and Alicia neatly dodging out of the way. Ruthless is smarter than your average big guy, however, and twists around with an elbow extended to catch Alicia sharply in the back; Ruthless quickly lifts and powerslams her with ring-shaking force, and Alicia has to roll out of the way before Ruthless can hit a heavy leg-drop.

Edison: Here we go Max, and it’s Ruthless with a strong opening gambit.

With both of them on the mat, Reckless crouches next to the post in his corner and slides something across the mat speedily to Ruthless. Ruthless grins, palms the item with a practiced flick, and the arena lights flash off of something bronze-colored as Ruthless swings a crushing punch at Alicia. She blocks it, but winces at the impact to her lower arm, and has to back off as Ruthless continues to swing.

McNally: Can I see – yes! Ruthless has a fist full of brass knuckle there, it looks like the Rioters came fully prepared to benefit from this stipulation.

Edison: Jeez, Ruthless punches hard enough as it is…

Reckless smirks as Alicia continues to play the mouse to Ruthless’ cat; he’s enjoying the spectacle to the extent that he hasn’t seen Nick jump down from the apron. Moving quickly to one of the chests, Nick opens it up and roots around before bringing out a length of metal pipe; with fire in his eyes, he rushes headlong around the ring and only the crowd’s roar alerts Reckless; he makes a run of his own along the apron to the next corner and then jumps up on to the turnbuckle, leaping off into an axehandle as Nick takes a swing at him. Both men connect and roll on the outside mats, rising to face one another; Nick is first and seemingly has the advantage, but Reckless reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair.

The two men start attacking one another, creating a lot of noise but not actually scoring many hits; while this is going on, Alicia has managed to ride out Ruthless’ first flush of energy, and now she seeks to make the most of his early fatigue by deflecting a charging attack with her Spin the Bottle throw that uses Ruthless’ own momentum to send him hurtling into the corner. She piles on the pressure with a rapid Liger Kick; Ruthless shakes the stars from his vision and, before Alicia can right herself, he grasps her around the waist and lifts her slightly. Moving out of the corner. Ruthless tries to repeatedly pummel Alicia’s head against the mat, forcing Alicia to cushion the worst of it with her arms.

McNally: Now that is what you could really call a “piledriver”.

Edison: I bet that’s going to give Alicia a foul headache, someone find us some aspirin!

Alicia certainly isn’t enjoying things all that much; she gets an upside-down glimpse of Reckless using his Recked Neck V1 (neckbreaker variant) on Nick, and gathers her thoughts long enough to bring her feet up against Ruthless’ chest and kick herself free, righting herself in the same move. This catches Ruthless out, and Alicia hits a mighty missile dropkick to send Ruthless back against the ropes and almost out of the ring.

Nick, who has just pulled off a crowd-pleasing Irish Screwdriver (Extreme Twist of Fate) as payback on Reckless, sees a chance to extract some more spectacular revenge and grabs the slightly battered chair which Reckless has dropped. He leaps up behind Ruthless and bashes him with the chair, causing Ruthless to stumble forward, and Alicia grabs the chance for a few moments recovery as Nick slides into the ring, sets up the chair on one side next to the ropes, and pulls Ruthless into the centre…

Edison: I think we have a bombing run in progress here, Max!

The crowd know what Durden’s up to, and they get louder and louder as Nick rushes across the ring, jumps over Ruthless, and steps up off of the chair into a springboard from the top rope backward to the centre, grabbing the chair and tucking it under him just as he lands.

Edison: Bombs over Baghdad!!!

McNally: More than a shade of Sabu, and just as devastating! This one could be over already!

The fans go nuts, and Donovan is on hand for the count, 1…..2…- Ruthless kicks out violently, and has a look of sheer hate in his eyes. He clenches his fists as he gets up, and Durden just smiles darkly; he doesn’t look as if he’s anywhere near wanting this to end…

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

McNally: That was a highly significant turn of events, folks. Using that sort of a move so early shows that Nick’s prepared to take this match into all sorts of uncharted territory….

Edison:…and Ruthless’ kickout proves that he and Reckless are just as willing to go down that road. I have no idea where this match is heading, Max, and it could get extremely ugly.

Nick and Ruthless come to blows on one side of the ring, and their punches and kicks flow thick and fast; Nick slips in a neat clip to the knee and knocks Ruthless down to a kneeling position, Ruthless attempts to punch Nick in the nads, but Nick catches his fist and turns it into a modified version of his feint wheel kick. Ruthless pitches over and Nick goes for a quebrada from the ropes, but Ruthless isn’t home and Nick has a painful reunion with the mat…

Reckless is stalking with the much-punished chair in hand, but Alicia isn’t about to let him blindside her partner and she measures her distance before tackling Reckless out of the ring. The chair skids away, and Reckless is left without a weapon, but thinking quickly he makes a grab for the top part of the nearby steel stairs and rips it off. He tries to brain Alicia with it, she catches the opposite edge just in time, and the two lightweights struggle with the step section held high in the air; their pushing and pulling causes them both to lose their grip and it ends up falling over the top rope and into the ring.

This causes Ruthless a major problem as he is running at the ropes when the steps fall in front of him. Faced with the prospect of a nasty trip, Ruthless has only a second to decide what to do – and what he does is to step up on to the steel and stun the crowd by backflipping off of it, right over the top of Nick who’s right behind him. Nick also reaches the steps and jumps on to them, but before he can leap again, Ruthless grabs him from behind and slams him down back-first on to the top step. Nick spasms on impact and rolls off; Ruthless makes the cover, breathing hard, and gets close to the 3 count before Nick kicks. The crowd, meanwhile, momentarily abandons Kayfabe and pops massively for Ruthless and Nick’s impressive combination.

So riveting is what’s going on in the ring that Reckless and Alicia have fought their way over to one of the chests largely unnoticed. They’re only a short distance away from the announce table, and the crowd on that side gets an excellent view as Reckless knocks Alicia down to her knees and then performs the Recked Face (throwback variation) to drive her into the outside matting. The noise bounces off of every surface as Reckless goes to the chest and opens it up; Alicia, however, is more robust than he bargained for and she hauls herself up, runs over to the chest and rams the lid down on top of Reckless while he’s looking inside. The blow to his shoulders and the back of his head makes Reckless temporarily vulnerable, and Alicia produces a nice german suplex to make a bit of space while she looks for something.

McNally: Hmm, what’s Alicia got in mind here?

Alicia eventually pulls out a case of some kind, large and cube-shaped. She opens it up to reveal a large number of vinyl records, and she pulls out a wedge, walking over and putting them on the announce desk. McNally and Edison are brought into the shot as the cameraman changes position, and Edison picks up one of the records with a confused expression.

Edison: This can’t be right… how on earth do these fit into the stipulation?

As Alicia grapples with Reckless and the pair struggle for dominance, McNally takes the vinyl from Edison and examines it before the proverbial light bulb pops over his head.

McNally: …..heh, I thought as much. Metallica… Cradle of Filth… they’re “metal” bands.

Edison: I thought Metallica were largely discredited as metal artists. And what’s a damn Jethro album doing in here?

McNally: I believe they won a Grammy for best metal act at some point or other-

Edison: Hrmph, well that just proves that the Grammies are more about the commercialization of music than ever, I stand by my case. Ref!

Edison may not be convinced, but no one else is bothered as Alicia pays a thinly veiled homage to “Shaun of the Dead” and proceeds to shatter the vinyls one by one over Reckless’ head and back. Reckless starts to stumble around like a drunken baby gazelle, and Alicia winds up for a skull-splitting EMP-

But like everyone else, she is suddenly distracted by the enormous THUD as Durden delivers a screaming Gyroscope Kick to Ruthless, dropping him chest-first on to the steel steps which have made their way into the centre of the ring in the intervening period. Nick shouts something incomprehensible to Alicia, which evidently translates as “I need a fresh chair, stat!”; Alicia pulls one out from under the ring and slides it to him, and Nick sends the crowd wild as he dashes to the ropes, leaps up and springboards into a double leg drop with extra steel, smashing into Ruthless’ upper body. The crowd winces, and Nick rolls off, pulls Ruthless to the mat and makes the cover, 1…..2….-

Edison: No!

McNally: Ruthless somehow got his shoulder up, incredible-