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Go with the tag title scene. Mwahaha!

Happy Birthday Mike

The UT team will be Dace and Janus. Match wise anyway.

Another kicking match from Danny. Real nice work. Congrats Va', really awesome concept you bust out and it rocked hard. Go Mike witha nother win on Thugg. Unnamed... there will be revenge, revenge I tell you!

Both disks are Ripper. Just that Greenface is only on the Us version, Waterloo on the others. That version has both and the unplugged track. meaning has to be split onto 2 CDs.

I feel the same way Johnny. That's the match I thought we'd be seeing. It's really not a style of tag match I like and I dont think if produces classic matches. In real life or in the fed. Still, it seems with that King had it mind it had to be done.

Cool, cool.

There are set names for all moves and parts that have come from legit sports. But anyway, it's a form of transpotting I like to waste my time with. Helps me explain stuff and is good for my e fedding. And while we have as much chance as getting something set in stone as quantum physicts, it's fun for some people.

It's like train spotting or Physics. If you do it, it's neccesary.

You are aware that technical names are ment to be as deep and as detailed as possible.

He's not hooking the arm in the clips I've got. But I can't date them, so I'm not sure if he's changed in. If he does, that makes it a Single Arm Trap Inverted Bulldog. He'd have to have his hand over their throat when hooking the arm for it to be an Inverted Half Nelson. He doesnt do it like a Sitout RB, mainly due to then hooking of the head and they way he has to land. As for the Fireman's Carry to Neckbreaker, havent seen it do. It's going to be very hard and probably slightly dangerous to pull off. There's the Inverted TKO (Torture Rack to Neckbreaker) which has been done, which is far easier to do.

Havent seen it to say about Daniels' move. Sitout choke slam = Chokeslam to Powerbomb = MEB. The Side Effect only hooks around the head. It's an Inverted Side Headlock (it's just the opp stands as it saves a broken back from being bent over backwards). Leap forwards and bulldog. As the opp faces the other way, they are inverted. So it's an Inverted Bulldog.

Inverted Bulldog, yes.

Just becuase that's how you win all your matches Grap.

I'm loving the main event.

Right now. Go Va'aiga. It's another brilliant string of promos from you. Trashing the office was a nice touch. You are, as I have said before are a great, great man. Nice murder of X too. Congradulations to Grappler. Fighting his way to being a double champion (Y) Good man. And Tom did a nice job, for someone that was worried about doing Hardcore. And you're intro did come off very well. As for the main event. I'm not surprised Danny broke out something differnet for the finish. Showing how tough Ejior is and how he can take all the big moves. The comment about "Maybe he should have worked the right arm" from the Eblow Suicida was a nice little smark touch.

Ejiro, dont get down on yourself man. It was a great effort. Do I need to mail you a few e-beers mate? And while I'm here... any views on our tag match.. ----- The cameras on SWF Lockdown return with a wall of noise, the deafening cheers of the fans the only thing audible! Panning around the arena of the SWF's first show of the year, the cameras catch many a fan waving a sign, as is the custom. From a sign featuring John Duran, Charlie Matthews, and Va'aiga with the letters "NGB", to a sign of Crow holding a cigarette lighter in the air and fire all around, the fans have them all. Generic signs such as the ever-popular multi-arrowed "Smark" sign, and "Hi Mum!" signs are also prevalent, and as the cameras pan down towards the announcing table, the sign of the evening is one with all four men of the upcoming match in it, in various poses. "Weeeeeeelcome to SWF LOOOOOCKDOWN, CITIZENS AND FANS! THIS IS CYCLOOOOOOONE COOOOOOOMET!" the superhero yells into his headset, to be heard above fans. "And this is Bobby Riley." his co-announcer mutters, barely audible even with the headset as the raucious cheering of the fans dies down. "We've had some incredible matches tonight, Robert! Citizen Stryke and Citizen Craven, Citizen Linchpin and Citizen Matthews....and up next, a tag match of stupendously heroic proportions!" "It's a bunch of good guys beating each other up, Comet. The only good thing is one of them will go on to get smeared by Justice and Rule." "I'd bet my spandex they'd win against those nefarious evildoers, Citizen Riley." "Deal." As the announcers do their usual bantering, the lights begin to flicker and strobe. The sound of "Y.O.U" by Method Man and Redman echoes out over the speakers, and the Smarktron lights up with shots of both Johnny Dangerous and the Wildchild. And displayed proudly on the screen - "Wild And Dangerous". The fans cheer as the song continues, and the Bahaman Bomber bounds out onto the stage in his usual aquamarine. Johnny Dangerous follows more slowly, looking uncomfortable, and follows his partner down the ramp as Funyon makes the announcement. "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a shot at the S! W! F! Tag Team Titles at stake! Introducing first, at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty one pounds! They hail from the Bahamas and Las Vegas Nevada! They are.....WIIIIIIIILD AND DAAAAAAANGEROOOOOOUUUUUUUUUSSSSS!" The crowd cheers even louder as the duo enter the ring, Wildchild leaping onto the turnbuckles to lift his arms to the fans for a moment before dropping to the mat once more. Johnny leans on the ropes and stretches, nodding out to the fans as the sound of "Y.O.U" fade out. "Citizen Dangerous and Citizen Wildchild look to be on the same page after all their troubles, Robert!" "Pfft, like it would hold, Comet. Johnny did too much to Wildchild." "I don't know, Citizen Riley. Wild and Dangerous are a very formidable team, and they look like they're ready to kick some villainous booty." "A pity there's no villains in this match, eh superhero?" The fans go quiet as the lights dim just a little bit in warning, and smoke begins to billow out of the entranceway. Red laser lights illuminate the stage curtain, forming a mesh over it. Utter silence reigns at the ominous display, and then the voice rips out of the speakers, prompting a BIG pop from the crowd. "LET FREEDOM RING WITH A SHOTGUN BLAAAAAAST!" Pyrotechnics fire off all across the stage as Machine Head's "Davidian" bursts out of the speakers, and a pair of figures step through the red light and smoke. The forms of Terrence "Janus" Bailey and Dace F'n Night materialise, the former wearing his trademark white trenchcoat. The giant tosses said coat off into the smoke as Dace turns his back to the ramp. Pointing at their chest and back respectively, the duo show off black shirts with the words "ULTRAVIOLENCE INC" in jagged red writing, and Funyon lifts his microphone. "And their opponents! Representing the Unholy Trinity, they weight in at a combined six hundred and twelve pounds! From Sydney Australia and Birmingham England, they are TERRENCE 'JANUS' BAILEY AND DACE....." The crowd never, ever misses its cue. "FUCKING!" "NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!" With 'Davidian' still roaring over the speakers, the two violence-inclined members of the Unholy Trinity stop at the bottom of the ramp. Both Terrence and Dace strip the Ultraviolence Inc shirt from their bodies and hold them up, before they turn to the crowd on either side and fling the shirts into them to a massive cheer! Stepping up onto the apron and over the top rope, Dace and Terrence stare across at Johnny and Wildchild. All four men start moving towards the center of the ring, as referee Matthew Kivell lifts his hands and rings the bell to start the match! *DING DING DING* "Now, how has Wild and Dangerous going to handle the massive size and strength disadvantage they have against Terrence and Dace?" Riley muses "Badly I hope." Extending his hand, Dace offers it out to his old team mates, who slowly accept the handshake as Terrence follows suit. Backing off, the four men circle each other. Bailey and Night keep their eyes glued on Wildchild and Johnny Dangerous, knowing that they can't keep pace with them. "And what a good show of sportsmanship to start the match with," Comets says. "Please, spare me this torture!" Leaping forward in tandem, WC and Johnny slam all four feet into the Anti-Heel Machines’ chest, staggering him backwards with a double dropkick. Terrence stumbles backwards from the blow, but keeps his balance and doesn’t topple over. WC rolls back to his feet and dives through the air into Terrence’s chest a second time. As the Super Spy comes back to his feet, Dace has closed the gap between them and slams a knee deep into his midsection. Grabbing Johnny by the arm, Dace fires him off into the ring ropes on the other side of the ring. Meanwhile, making a three hundred and sixty degree spin in mid air, The Human Hurricane slams into Janus with a Blue Crush Body Splash! The impact of the spinning attack forces the giant back against the ropes, where he leans precariously close to falling out, but regains his balance. Racing back off the ropes, Dangerous dives through the air with a spinning heel kick, which sails over Night’s head as he ducks at the last moment. Landing on his feet the Barracuda spins back the other way, catching the turning Dace with a reverse spin kick to the face. The blow causes Dace to twist around on his feel, as Johnny grabs his arm and swings him around into a boot to the midsection. Slapping on a quick front facelock, the Barracuda leaps back to the mat, spiking Dace with a DDT while Wildchild backs up and throws himself into the Anti-Heel Machine's chest again. With the momentum of the Bahama Bomber crashing into his torso, Terrence staggers back into the turnbuckles. But as Wildchild tries to slip away, Terrence snaps his head forwards and smashes it into the Tropical Tumbler's with a Headbutt. Grabbing the Human Hurricane by the back of the head, Janus twists out of the corner and smashes him face first into the top turnbuckle while the crowd 'oooooh's sympathetically for the impact of such a simple move. "Looks like this match up is going to come down to that age old battle between Power and Speed, Citizen Riley. It’s going to be a case of who can break out the bigger stops and has the best gameplan in this one." Comet says. "It’s like that in any damn match Comet. I just want to see these guys hurt each other damn it!" Riley snaps back. Seeking to retain the advantage he had, Terrence releases Wildchild's head and slips his arms under the Tropical Tumbler's, preparing to lock in a full-nelson! However his much smaller opponent has no desire to see his skull get cratered, and before the big man can lock in the full nelson, the Wildchild runs straight up the turnbuckles! Flipping himself over in the air and breaking the hold, the Bahama Bomber lands in a seated position on the giant's shoulders and locks his legs before falling back! Unable to keep his balance or claw his opponent off, Terrence Bailey is yanked off his feet with a reverse hurricanrana, and the crowd pops for the flashy move! Across the ring, Dace tries to get back to his feet only to have Johnny Dangerous jump forward and up onto the High Priest of Horrorcore's shoulders! Before he can fall back with a 'rana of his own, Dace's arms shoot up under Johnny's armpits, hooking his arms, and the Brummie Goth throws the Super Spy off his shoulders, holding on to his arms and dropping straight down into the mat with a sitout tiger driver! "Look at that show of power from Citizen Night, Robert! That looked like it HURT!" "And it looks like the hurt isn't over just yet, Comet!" Rather than continue pounding on the fallen Barracuda, Dace swings his head around to look for his companion, finding Terrence sitting up after the reverse rana. At that particular moment Wildchild chooses to check on his partner as well. Instead of seeing Johnny keeping the other Unholy Trinity member down, he meets the High Priest of Horrorcore's boot as Dace comes off the ropes with his patented neck-snapping, headache-inducing, I'm-gonna-fucking-knock-you-out YAKUZA KICK! The Bahama Bomber crumples to the mat as the Hardcore Goth skids to a stop, and Terrence pushes himself upright. The two members of the Unholy Trinity look at each other for a moment, then down at their opponents, then out at the crowd. Simultaneously, they fall to the mat and roll under the bottom rope on opposite sides of the ring, and begin searching under the apron as the crowd begins to cheer once more. The cheer is not entirely for the Unholy Trinity members however, as in the ring Johnny Dangerous helps Wildchild up...and they break for the sides of the ring. Dace has a trashcan lid and two chairs pulled out when he looks up to see Johnny Dangerous flying out of the ring and nailing him flush in the face with a springboard dropkick! Sensing movement, Terrence looks up from the duffel bag and ladder he's half dragged from under the ring in time to see Wildchild diving off the ropes into the Andros Dive! Hooking the giant's head as he flies past, the Bahama Bomber swings around and drills the Anti-Heel Machine's head into the thin matting with a swinging DDT! Both members of Wild and Dangerous roll back to their feet and lift their arms to cheers from the crowd! "It seems both sides have a measure of popularity, Robert. The fans are really getting into the antics of Citizen Wildchild and Citizen Dangerous." "Their so-called antics won't help when Dace and Janus..." "Terrence, Robert." "...whatever. When those two send them into the hospital ward for blood loss and grotesque bodily mutilation." Knowing he can't keep the Anti-Heel Machine down in a straight fight, Wildchild looks around, before reaching down into the duffel bag the seven footer had dragged out. His eyes widen in an almost curious surprise as he pulls out a long light tube, and then he smiles. Sensing movement, he whips around with the lighttube extended, and Terrence lets out a cry of pain as the weapon shatters against his side. Clutching the laceration, the Anti-Heel Machine is soon the recipient of a sidekick to the jaw, that sends him reeling back. Drawing a pair of light tubes from the duffel bag, Wildchild charges forward. "Take dis fer stealin' meh hardcore title belt, big man!" Ducking under a swing of the monster man's right hand, Wildchild slams another glass tube into the giant's stomach, doubling him over. He hooks Terrence's head, slides the light tube into position, and drops down with a NASTY DDT straight into the glass tube, which shatters on impact! The Anti-Heel Machine crumples to the ground with blood streaming from his face, and the Tropical Tumbler has a satisfied grin a mile wide on his face. A cry from the other side of the ring gets his attention, and the Bahama Bomber turns to see Dace Night slamming elbows into Johnny's ribs as he pushes himself up. As Wildchild slides into the ring, Dace throws a pair of elbows into the super spy's face, before lifting him off the ground and throwing him back down with a spinebuster onto one of the chairs! Dangerous arches his back in pain, and Dace smiles...at least until the Human Hurricane comes soaring out of the ring with a suicide dive, sending the High Priest of Horrorcore back into the railing! Kipping up to his feet in one smooth motion, Wildchild checks on his partner, picking up the chair as the super spy catches his breath. Dangerous and Dace recover at almost the same time, and the Brummie Goth bursts off the railing and back into the fray...only to take a chairshot to the face! After stumbling back, Dace blinks his eyes, shakes the shock out and focuses on his opponents, only to see Johnny is on his feet as well and holding the other chair. As one, Wild and Dangerous lunge forward and swing the chairs, compressing the High Priest of Horrorcore's head with a classic con-chair-to! The sound of flesh on steel is not pleasant to hear, as the fans let out a sympathetic 'oooohhhh' of pain. "Citizens Dangerous and Wildchild taking the advantage, Robert! They might have pulverised Citizen Night's brain!" "But Dace is still up, superhero! He's going to ignore that and just kick their asses!" "He looks a bit too out of it for that, Citizen Riley...and watch your tongue! Children watch this show!" "Like I care..." Contrary to Bobby Riley's words, Dace looks like he's out on his feet and sways unsteadily after that con-chair-to. Johnny lifts his chair up again, but Wildchild puts a hand on his shoulder and whispers something in the super spy's ear. The Barracuda grins and nods, and both members of Wild and Dangerous drop their chairs. The Bahama Bomber leaps up onto the apron and scales the turnbuckle, perching on it with all the grace he's known for. The crowd begins to warm up as they see Johnny Dangerous lower his head, setting it between the legs of the Hardcore Goth and lifting him up onto his shoulders. Carefully, the super spy turns his back on Wildchild, standing over one of the chairs. Throwing himself off the turnbuckles, Wildchild hooks Dace's head as Johnny throws the Brummie Goth forward and sits out...CRATERING THE FACE OF THE HIGH PRIEST OF HORRORCORE INTO THE CHAIR WITH THE DANGEROUS DROP! "WILD AND DANGEROUS!" *clap-clap clap-clap-clap* "WILD AND DANGEROUS!" *clap-clap clap-clap-clap* "WILD AND DANGEROUS!" *clap-clap clap-clap-clap* "Amazing! The Dangerous Drop hits and hits hard, Robert! Wild and Dangerous may go home early with a shot at the gold!" "I don't think so, oh spandex-clad hero." "Why....oh, I see what you mean..." Both Wildchild and Johnny Dangerous rise to their feet and lift their arms to the crowd, who begin to cheer even louder. Sensing a possible threat, the two members of Wild and Dangerous turn around, to have a pair of huge hands wrap around their throats! Bloody-faced and wild-eyed, Terrence "Janus" Bailey prepares to lift them for a double chokeslam, at least until both Johnny and Wildchild slam boots into his stomach! Doubling the Anti-Heel Machine over, they hook his head for a double DDT...only to have the giant's arms wrap around their waists and heave them into the air! With a wordless roar, the seven foot Australian slams both members of Wild and Dangerous down into the mat with a DOUBLE HIGH ANGLE SPINEBUSTER! Staggering back, the big man takes several deep breaths, eyes wide and intense as he looks around, lifting both arms into the air and screaming wordlessly. The crowd picks up on the intensity of the moment very, very easily. "TRIN-I-TY!" "TRIN-I-TY!" "TRIN-I-TY!" Rolling over on the floor, Dace clutches slowly at the blood pumping from his forehead, opened up by the Dangerous Drop on the chair. Terrence reaches down and clasps one hand around Wildchild’s throat and hauls him back to his feet by his throat. Slowly wiping some of the blood from his face, Janus spins Wildchild around and slams him back first into the ring apron. Not giving the Human Hurricane a moment to recover, the Hardcore Champ snaps his head back with a lariat before launching him into the security barrier. Terrence smashes Wildchild back into the barrier a second time with another lariat. Dragging the Tropical Tumbler forward a few feet, Janus cocks his arm back before smashing him from his feet with a third lariat to a roar from the fans. Kivell ducks under the ring ropes to the floor as Janus drops his entire weight across Wildchild’s limp form to make a cover... ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... ....NOT QUITE YET! Dragging himself up from the floor, Dangerous franticly dives forwards and slams himself into Terrence as he sees the referee’s hand heading towards the floor for the third time. "Wildchild just got drilled three times in a row by the Anti Heel Machine and it took a desperate save from Johnny Dangerous to keep them in this match. It could have been over right there and then!" Comet cries. Quickly springing back to his feet, the super spy starts to unload of a series of roundhouse kicks to the giant’s bleeding chest and head. Hitting both the giant's sides in quick succesion, he spins on his heel and launches a third roundhouse at Terrence's head, but the blow slams into the giant’s raised forearm. Sending his other arm sailing forwards, the Anti Heel Machine slams a gut crushing Knuckle Bomb into the Super Spy’s stomach. Doubling over in pain as his eyes roll back, Johnny grabs the ring apron to stop from collapsing as he clutches at his mid section. "Ohh, that had to hurt and I just love it. Hopefully these guys are just going to keep killing each other and Justice and Rule will come in and eat them alive." Riley says, grinning from ear to ear. Helping the still stunned Dace Night to his feet, the Anti-Heel Machine rolls his tag partner under the ropes back into the ring. Easily scooping Wildchild up, Terrence holds the Bahama Bomber overhead in a gorilla press before simply throwing him over the top rope into the ring. The crowd winces as Wildchild thuds into the ring after flying through the air. Turning his attention back to Dangerous, cracking him with a swift headbutt before slamming his head into the ring apron. Terrence pulls the ladder the rest of the way from under the ring and picking it up, balances it across the gap between the security barrier and the ring apron. "Citizen Terrence is setting up that ladder like a platform. I don’t want to think how he intends to use that against Citizen Dangerous." Gasps Comet. "Well I do, Comet! And I hope it involves pain and a broken spine!" Back in the ring, Wildchild drags himself back to his feet, seeing Dace crawling towards the ropes and hauling himself up. Wildchild breaks into a dash and leaps into the corner and launches himself backwards through the air. Turning in mid air, the Human Hurricane catches Dace’s head and makes a sharp twist, looking for a tornado DDT. But Night locks his arms around Wildchild’s waist and with a swing of his own blocks the DDT, setting the Bahama Bomber on the mat. Arching his back, Dace takes Wildchild overhead and bridges out, pinning him down with a northern lights suplex! Kivell scrambles into the ring to count the fall. ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... .....STILL NOT ENOUGH! "Citizen Wildchild catches Citizen Night with a springboard tornado DDT, but it gets countered and Citizen Night almost gets the win off a northern lights suplex!" cries Comet. Both men rolls back to their feet, but as the Tropical Tumbler holds his back for a moment, Dace fires an ear ringing elbow smash into his head. Spinning the dazed Wildchild around, Dace closes his arms in a rear waistlock and snaps his body backwards, launching his opponent through the air... ...but Wildchild flips out and lands on his feet almost effortlessly! As Dace comes back to his feet, looking around, Wildchild races towards him and leaps on his shoulders, looking for a hurricanrana. Shoving Wildchild off his shoulders, Dace swings a lariat at the Tumbler’s head, but he ducks under it. Leaping to the air once again, the Bahama Bomber leaps onto the back of Night’s shoulders, only to take a wild haymaker to the ribs. Falling backward, clutching at Wildchild’s legs, Dace slams him into the canvas and bridges up with an electric chair drop for another cover! ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... .....ANOTHER KICKOUT! Wildchild rolls his shoulder up to break the cover. Still keeping his grip, Dace rolls over onto his front and shifts his arms up into a Rear Waistlock. Dragging the Human Hurricane back to his feet from the Waistlock, looking for a German Suplex once again. Using his speed once again, Wildchild drops down, leans backwards then rolls forwards, hooking his legs under Night’s arms and taking him over into a cradle for the cover. ONE! ... .... .... TWO! ... .... ..... THREEEEEEENOOOOOO! Using his strength, Dace Night kicks his legs and launches Wildchild off, spending him flying across the ring and into the ropes. Quickly scrambling back to his feet as the Tropical Tumbler flies back at him, Horrorcore just manages to throw his arms up and catch the leg lariat from Wildchild. But Dace isn’t fast enough to catch the Tumbler’s other leg as he swings it again and smashes the front of his leg into Night’s face, toppling to the mat. "WIIIIIILDCHILD!" "WIIIIIILDCHILD!" "WIIIIIILDCHILD!" As this goes on in the ring, the Anti-Heel Machine drags the Barracuda into a standing headscissors on the outside. Wrapping his arms around Johnny’s waist, Terrence drags him up into the air, holding him for a moment as he stares down at the ladder. Desperately trying to save his spinal column, Johnny rains down closed fists onto the bleeding mess of Terrence Bailey’s forehead before reaching out with one hand. Just managing to grab the middle rope, he drags himself off the stunned giant's shoulders and onto the apron. Dangerous steadies himself for a moment before diving off and planting both feet into the giant’s chest, knocking him down to the floor. Kicking a trash can lid into place, the Barracuda struggles to haul Janus back to his feet before quickly doubling him over with a roundhouse to the ribs. Slapping on a front facelock, Johnny kicks his legs and spikes the Anti Heel Machines’ head into the trash can lid on the floor! The crowd cries out in sympathetic pain as flesh meets metal! "Citizens Wildchild and Night just went all out back and forth in the ring, but in the end Citizen Dace couldn’t keep up with the speed of the Human Hurricane," Comet calls. "And while you were drooling over that, Johnny just spiked Janus into that crash can lid with a DDT." Riley shouts out. Yelling to Wildchild to get the ref to the outside, Johnny rolls Terrence onto his back and cradles up one huge leg for the cover. Wildchild shoves Kivell in the right direct and he scrambles through the ropes to the floor to count the fall... ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... .....KICKOUT! Dragging Bailey up to his feet once again, the Super Spy hammers a knife-edged chop into the side of his neck. Then a second, then a third and then a fourth. Dragging the big man towards the still balanced ladder, Johnny leans his opponent's head and chest over it. Backing off and waving in his tag partner, Johnny watches as Wildchild races towards the ropes and leaps to the top rope. The Bahama Bomber dives off the top rope, stretching out his leg, aiming for the back of then Anti-Heel Machine's neck as he tries to recover... *CRASH!* ...And Wildchild's leg drops right into the ladder with an almighty crash! The Bahama Bomber flops to the floor, clutching at the base of his spine as Terrence moves at the last second. Johnny Dangerous dives in to take the seven footer down before he can shake his head out, but inside the ring Dace is back on his feet. Charging towards the ropes, the Brummie Goth dives through them to the outside and drills Johnny in the back of the head with a Elbow Suicida! "ELBOW SUICIDA! Dace Night once again takes that page from Danny Williams’ book and takes out Johnny Dangerous!" Flashing his tag partner a grin through his blood covered face, Dace scoops up the Barracuda and rolls him back into the ring as Terrence rolls Wildchild back in as well, before stopping to slide in two chairs. Pacing around the other side of the ring, Dace slides the duffle bag into the ring, still filled with lightbulb tubes. The Unholy Trinity members climb the apron and step back into the ring. Plans are in motion as Terrence drags Johnny to his feet and locks his arms in a full-nelson as Dace Night backs up against the ropes before charging forwards - drilling his boot into Dangerous’ face! The Yakuza Kick snaps Johnny's neck back as Janus arches backwards with his signature full-nelson suplex, spiking Johnny into the mat with a crunch to a cheer from the crowd! Not done there, Dace bring the Tropical Tumbler back to his feet as the Anti-Heel Machine drops to his knee. Quickly sweeping Wildchild’s legs out from under him, Dace forces a hand onto his chest and slams him down with a vicious Spinebuster... right across Terrence’s raised knee! Wildchild cries out in pain as his spine arches in a way not meant to, as the crowd winces in sympathetic pain. "Spinebuster onto Citizen Bailey’s knee! That’s one of the Spinebreaker variations this pair have come up with. And right now the Unholy Trinity members are just dominating Wild and Dangerous Citizen Riley!" Comet yells. "But more importantly they're kicking the crap out of them. And everyone’s taking a beating. This is what I want to see with four people like them all in the ring. I’m sure Justice and Rule are loving this one as well Comet." As Wildchild flops to the mat, Dace drops his weight across the Bahama Bomber’s shoulders and hooks a leg to make a cover as Kivell dives in to count it. ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... ..... THREEEEEEEENOTJUSTYET! "Johnny Dangerous breaks up the cover!" Shouts Comet. *CRUNCH* ...only to take a Knuckle Bomb straight in the face from Terrence, dropping him to the mat like a sack of bricks! Night taps the side of his head and points at Wildchild and with a nod, Terrence drags him into the middle of the ring. Holding both of his legs, the Anti-Heel Machine starts to lean backwards as Dace once again races into the ropes. Terrence slingshots Wildchild up from the mat and launches him into the path of a charging Dace Night Yakuza Kick... *KAAAAAARAAAAAACK!* As Wildchild sails right into the path of the Yakuza Kick, the Barracuda nails a desperate superkick into Night's head! The Brummie Goth goes down as the Tropical Tumbler lands safely on his feet. Grabbing a chair, the Human Hurricane races back to the aid of his partner, who has several feet in the air with Terrence's hand closed around his throat...and he HAMMERS the chair straight into Terrence’s bloodied face, saving his partner! Slamming the chair into the giant’s midsection and doubling him over, Wildchild drop it to the mat and hooks his leg over the back of Terrence's neck. Johnny Dangerous follows suit and both men leap up before they come crashing down, driving the big man face first into the steel chair with a double Carribean Cutter! "WILD AND DANGEROUS!" "WILD AND DANGEROUS!" "WILD AND DANGEROUS!" "Double Caribbean Cutter on the chair on Citizen Bailey! This match has to be over right now!" Comet yells. Dangerous drags Night up to his feet and slings him through the ropes, out onto the apron and the ladder that’s still balanced on that side of the ring. Wildchild drops onto Janus and forces all his weight across the big man’s shoulders to make a cover.. ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... ..... THREEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO! "See Comet, that’s your problem. You go making all these ridiculous guesses about the match then have to correct yourself 3 seconds later." Riley sneers. "That’s a bad thing. You don’t see me having to correct myself about how much I love seeing this lot hurt each other." Clinging onto the ring ropes for support, Dace hauls himself back to his feet, gasping for air and wiping the blood from his face. As Wildchild looks at Johnny for another move to hit the Anti-Heel Machine with, he sees Night standing up. Bounding towards the nearest turnbuckle, he leaps up in a single flowing motion. The Human Hurricane looks down for a moment before diving from the top rope out onto the apron, wrapping his legs around Night’s neck. Flipping backwards, Wildchild falls to the floor, taking Dace off the apron and sending him crashing back first into the ladder with a loud crash, prompting the crowd to scream! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "DIVING HURRICANSUICIDA ONTO THE LADDER! Citizen Night could be dead!" Comet gasps. "MWAHAHAH! This match just gets better and better all the time!" cries Riley. Springing back onto the apron and stepping back into the ring, Wildchild rubs his back and looks at his tag partner, then both look at Terrence as the Anti Heel Machine starts to sit up. The Barracuda grabs a chair and drives it down into the big man's head, knocking the giant straight back down to the mat, while Wildchild leaps to the top rope. Scaling the top rope on the opposite corner, the tag partners look at the Anti-Heel Machine laid out in the middle of the ring. Leaping up, both men extend their arms, soaring down into the chest of the seven foot monster with a double diving fist drop as the crowd pops! "This isn't Memphis!" yells Riley. "I don’t see you complaining when Justice and Rule act like it is Riley." Comet snaps back. Wildchild rolls off as Johnny hooks a leg and Kivell slides in once again to count what must be the final pin fall as the fans yell along... ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... ..... THREEEEEENOPEHE'SNOTDEADYETNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! "But Citizen Terrence STILL KICKS OUT!" Comet yells at the top of his lungs. Rolling his fingers in the air, the Human Hurricane springs to the top rope once again, signalling for the Falling Star Press as the Barracuda drags Terrence into position. Wildchild balances for a moment, before sailing through the air and crashing onto his back in a heap as Dace Night shoves him off the top rope to a roar from the crowd. Nearly falling, half-dragging himself, the Brummie Goth makes it through the ropes and back into the ring. Catching a wildly charging Johnny Dangerous with an equally wild boot to the midsection, Dace frantically underhooks the super spy's arms and swings him up and back, dropping him headfirst into the Defenestration! While Johnny lays completely unmoving on the mat, the Anti-Heel Machine climbs up to his feet. Staggering slowly, as he backs towards the ropes, Terrence waves Dace on. Grabbing Wildchild by the legs, Dace falls backwards and launches Wildchild through the air... right into the path of of the giant's Gore... *CA-FUCKING-RUNCH!* "SOUL CRUSHER! Wildchild was saved from the Mind Crusher last time, but there was no one around to save his soul.... Mwahahah!" Riley cackles at the sight of destruction the four men have caused on each other, as Terrence falls to the mat over Wildchild's limp body. ONE! ... .... ..... TWO! ... .... ..... THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *DING DING DING!* "Here are your winners and number one contenders to the SWF WORLD TAG TEAM TITLES ...TERRENCE ‘JANUS’ BAILEY AND DACE .." "FUCKING!" "NIIIIIIIGHT!” roars Funyon as we .. Fade out.

Eeeewwwwwww! Tod! Kilts are ONLY for the Galic.

How much for international shipping Tom?

If Grand Slam sends it to me, I'll host it. As it's a service.

Might work for you, but I've far to much of that crazied Puro shit. Heh. Different people wanna see different things, so they write different things.

That's far to much of an obvious bait Thugg.

Corkscrew Vertical Suplex Pick up like a suplex, then spin around as you drop back to the mat. Gamengiri Enzuigiri to the face (jumping roundhouse kick to the face) Double leg-whip powerbomb Opp is down on their back. Each man grabs a leg and sets their leg around it, sort of like their going for a sharpshooter. Both men then do a forward roll, causing the opp to be snaps over from the mat and onto their back. Slingshot into Blockbuster: The opp gets slingshotted/catapulted. As they do, Johnny dives off the top rope, flipping through the air, cathcing them with a neck breaker. Blockbuster = Overcast (or Overcastle in HCTP)

He doesn't do a Styles Clash. It's just his Roit Act is LIKE a Styles Clash.

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