Post by Jesse Styles on Apr 7, 2015 22:02:13 GMT -6
The camera pan to Jesse Styles office to see the owner of New Edge sitting at his desk as he is sitting across from a man wearing dark robe with a hood over it. jesse is shaking his head at this as he begins to speak to the young man.
Jesse: Why in the hell are you in my office? And why the hell are you wearing that ridiculous outfit on my damned show. This is Demented and I do not have time for any of this nonsense. I have a couple of pieces of shit to beat the hell out of.
Ralphie: The Ralphie is offended by your actuations. The Ralphie will not have his clothes mocked. These are official Sith robes won by completing the trials on Rathmor. Did you earn those duds you are wearing?
Jesse Styles: I don’t earn my clothes I fucking buy them. My lawyers and I guess Malloy here is your representation. So first I would like to apol...I would like to apolog...I canlt fiucking say it.
Malloy: Part of the deal is you are going to apologize to Ralphie for putting him in harms way for for getting punched in the face by Rob Riot.
Jesse Styles: Okay fine I am sorry you got hit in the face kid. We respect our fans and do not wish for them to be harmed in any way. I have a settlement offer here for you to sign so we can get this out of the way. This will make you fairly wealthy for a long time.
Ralphie: I do not want money. Darth Sidious and your filthy Republic Credits.
Jesse Styles: Wait you do not want money then what the hell do you want?
Ralphie: I want to meet the greatest Trans Atlantic Champion and greatest man to ever walk the Earth Al Envy. That would be more awesome than Al beating the hell out of Johnny Stylez and winning the World Title.
Jesse Styles: Envy fan, huh? At least you have taste, I am sure I will have no problems doing that. Now if you will just sign...
Malloy: You are going to give us contracts to wrestle for New Edge Wrestling.
Jesse and Ralphie: WHAT?
Malloy: That is the settlement offer. Take it or leave it.
Jesse Styles: I get the fucking point. You have a deal. You are going to moderate something I was going to but I really do not wish to spend the time doing it. The fans of New Edge Wrestling have been asking for this and I will deliver. It will be point and counterpoint with Hunter Valentyne and Rob Riot.
Ralphie: I have to wash my hair.
Jesse Styles: What the hell?
Ralphie: I hate that asshole and I do not wish to share a ring with him. He is a mean ass cock sucker and needs his ass kicked hopefully soon. I hope Hunter dies a horrible death and never is inside of a NEW ring again. So no!
Jesse Styles: You hate Hunter that much. Cannot say that is the first time I have ever heard it. I will make you a deal. If you do this thing and make it work I will make sure you have lunch with Al Envy in the near future. He will sign anything you want for him to sign and be done with it.
Ralphie: Seriously?
Jesse Styles: Seriously. Now get the fuck out of my office and get to the ring. Your time is next.
Ralphie: Jesse you own! You are totally a sith lord. As you wish Master Sidious.
As Ralphie is walking away, Jesse is shaking his head and rubbing his temples. He is mumbling to himself as he can hear the music start.
Jesse: Where in the fuck do I find these people?
Shish I'm Ballin!!!!!!!!!!! So Awesome by Sly Glizzy plays on the PA system and Ralphie comes walking out into the arena dancing to the beat of the music. The crowd is getting into it as they are cheering for Ralphie but not too much because he is a dork after all. He is wearing his official Diablo 3 t shirt and sweats. He is raising his hands in the air and the crowd is raising them with him. Ralphie stands on the second rope pointing out the the crowd and they are digging it.
Ralphie grabs a microphone and begins speaking into it.
Ralphie: Welcome to Demented fellow fans. My name is Ralphie and this is point and counter point with one of the biggest asshnoles in the world and a man I kind of like. This is Hunter Valentyne and Rob Riot. I can see the riot police are already out here. Our fans need protecting from these guys. Let me first introduce the man who hit me in the face at Tension in Texas and it was cool as shit! Your friend and mine Rob Riot.
Riot waits until half way through the first verse of his entrance music before he sneaks through the curtains, arms outstretched, inviting the crowd to react one way or another. He nods his approval, and slicks back his hair, turning around slowly on the ramp to allow everyone a good look at his black, silk ring robe.
From there, his eyes are fixed only on his opponent as he walks down the ramp, one arm raised in the air as if he's already won, pausing only to slap hands with a few fans at ringside before he enters the ring and mounts the turnbuckles, pointing first at the fans and then at himself,
Ralphie: Okay bring the cocksucker out!
Straightjacket Supermodel by Eve to Adam plays over the loudspeakers as Hunter makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos. He stops in the middle of the ramp as green and black pyros go off behind him. Hunter slides in underneath the bottom rope as he puts his hands on the top rope and glares menacingly into the camera. He is cascaded by boos as the intensity in this face is shown to the world. Pyros go off in the background as his glare is never changing
Ralphie: We will begin this point and counterpoint right now. We will start with Mister Riot. Hunter Valentyne did a redecoration of your room. WHat are your thoughts on that?
Riot: You know what I hate the most about the wall between our rooms? It keeps you out of my sight. It allows me to forget, occasionally, for a couple of seconds at a time, how much of an asshole you are. It allows me to forget everything you've done to me. It allows me a moment's peace for the briefest of instances every now and then. And I hate losing focus.
And now you do this. Now there's no peace. Now there's no getting away from it. So thank you, Hunter. Thank you for allowing me to focus every waking second of every day on how much damage you've done, and the things I need to do to make things right. You have ensured that destroying you is no longer just an obsession for me. It's a need.
Hunter: Get this through that idiotic skull of yours. This is not about you trying to get laid. This is not about Jesse Styles. You seem to lose focus from time to time so allow me to help you out. This is why I decorated your room like this. This is why I had Chloe file that lawsuit shutting down your business offices. This is why I am going to find so much joy in beating the shit out of you at Demented.
I fucking did this to you. Get your focus on the man who did this to you. I pissed you off to the point you struck fans and got tossed in here. I am the one who played you with the fake death of my girlfriend. I am the one who continues to torment you and make your life hell. Quit blaming Jesse. Quit trying to go on the dating game. I have enjoyed tormenting you and get this straight right now. I will always rent space in your head because I have been there from day one.
Ralphie: Very Nice and Hunter you will shut your damned mouth until I tell you to speak.
Hunter: I have no problem reaching across that podium and smacking the shit out of you again fanboy!
Ralphie: We will keep this shit going. Rob next point?
Riot: On and on and on you go. You know what this is like? When somebody plants a bomb in the middle of fuck knows where in the Middle East, and hundreds of civilians are killed or maimed. The world recoils in horror and wonders what kind of sick mind could perform such an act, and then some masked man from a terrorist cell steps forward, rubbings his hands with glee, claiming responsibility and taking pride in the act. You're that masked man, Hunter. You're the one who delights in repulsing anybody with the slightest shred of human decency. You're the cancer that has to be incised and cut away so everybody else can heal and move on. And you've woken up the surgeon in me.
At Demented, you're going to get exposed to a dose of radiation that will make you shrivel and die, and I'm the man that's going to bring it.
Hunter: So let me get this straight I am the Cancer of NEW and you are going to cure me? How cliche. How many people said they were going to end me once and for all. How many people have said they were going to shut my mouth once and for all? Let us get to that list for a minute. The list of people who were going to save the NEW from my tyrannical reign.
Roger Wright. He said he was going to shut my mouth and never has been able to. He might have gotten a cheap win here and there but never did he ever cure the NEW of the so called cancer and shut me up. Now I get to watch him fester and die without me to live off of.
Matt Slater. He thought he could be the savior and he failed as miserably as you trying to get Valora Salinas naked. Now he has not been seen in months. Yeah he really saved the NEW from me. Pathetic
Those are just two of hundreds. You are not going to save anyone from anything by writing messages in blood on your wall. You are not going to save your own sanity even let alone the masses. I am going to continue driving you insane. You know why, Rob? Because I fucking can.
How does it feel Rob? How does if feel to be exactly like Chloe Morgan? You are a victim who is helpless until my next attack. How does it feel knowing you can do nothing about it because you cannot stop me. How does it feel to know I am going to destroy your life and waiting for it. Anticipation of destruction is more effective than the actual destruction.
Have a nice day slut. Oh yeah and you too Rob I thought Valora was next to you.
Rob Riot: You can list any number of names you like; like a list of great world champions, it's incomplete without my name on it. You came at me because you needed me Hunter. You needed the validation that beating me would give your career. You searched me out and you made sure you got me because nobody but me would be good enough for you. I'm the fucking stag's head you want on your wall. It's your obsession with me that sucked me in, don't forget that. However well the plan worked, however much you load on me, you do it because you turned me into an obsession. Don't shy away from that. Obsession can drive a man, Hunter, and now I'm obsessed with you. You're going to get the benefit of my full attention in a way that nobody has since PT Merciless. I'd invite you to ask him how that worked out for him, only you can't, because I threw him in a river in Tokyo and nobody's seen him since. That's your future. Drowned and forgotten.
Hunter: A stag head? Are you serious? You think you are mt trophy? Let me make this shit perfectly clear to you because you are not based in reality. This is not about NEW business and never has been. This shit is personal with me and has been before we even met. This is about proving the critics wrong that I did not even belong in the same ring with you and if we had a series of matches you would destroy me. That myth is already dead.
Oh and disrespecting me my comparing me to PT Talentless is only going to piss me off and make you feel more pain. You see I have already won. I am making you do things you never would have done prior. This is not about a pin fall victory at Justice or anywhere else. This is not about defeating you in a tag match at Demented. This is about taking your legacy. This is about humiliating you to the point no one can doubt my legend. This is about making sure not one soul can argue I am the better man.
People are stupid and there has to be no doubt about it. I have gotten inside of your head and it is costing you matches. You lost to Seth Iser because you could not stop thinking about killing me. You lost to Ryan Elias because I was in your head. You will lose this week for the same reason. You are losing matches that the o called legendary Rob Riot should be winning and you are not because I am inside of your head. I want to look inside of your soul and rip your heart out and show it to you. I will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that it is you who does not belong in a ring with me.
You are doing things you normally would never do. You are writing messages in human blood on your wall. You are breaking the clocks you used to worship. You used to care about a lot of things that has been replaced of your hatred of me. Good luck getting me out of your head because I have scarred you. When this is all said and done twenty years from now you will never forget the time you spent with me because it has traumatized you to the point you forgot who you are. That is my victory.
Ralphie: We need to slow this down a little bit before these riot police have to beat the shit out of you Hunter. This is all your fault for attacking Riot.
Hunter: Fuck off Fanboy. Here is the point bitch.
Riot: Shut your mouth and I will make this point clear. Oh, my poor, poor fool. You said it yourself. "This is about proving the critics wrong". It's me who's been inside your head for longer than I've even known you. Look at the lengths you've had to go to, Hunter. You had to drag yourself all the way down with me. You couldn't get the job done without costing yourself everything. Hell, you almost lost Alisa into the bargain. You may have driven me here, but you came along for the ride. Getting inside my head has reduced you to nothing. I got inside yours before I even knew your name. You're no better than those ring rats who try to force my hotel door just to get a piece of my flesh.
You were a man in the gutter reaching up towards the stars, and well done, you pulled one down. And now it's going to burn you.
Hunter: So sorry Rob. I know you want to give yourself all types of credit when you deserve none. Yes I am going to prove those critics wrong by embarrassing and humiliating you as I have done for several months. But to say you are inside of my head is laughable. I have been the one playing you from the start and you are the one curled up in a ball on your little bed whacking the rat thinking of dear sweet Valora.
Yes I put myself in harm's way in order to get you to fight. Sometimes sacrifices need to be made. How much do you believe in something? Enough to go to hell in order to put your mark in hell? That is what I did and yes I almost lost Alisa but collateral damage is sometimes necessary to gain the ultimate prize. The ultimate prize in this case is destroying you mentally (which I have already done) Physically (the comes this week) and emotionally (@ Justice). You will never understand sacrifice because in your career what have you sacrificed? The world kisses you ass and strokes your massive ego. They do not doubt you talents as they do mine. They do not disrespect you as they do me. The sacrifice is you and your dignity at my altar.
Once again this is not about winning a wrestling match. The person who gains the pin fall means nothing. This is about exposing you as a fraud. This is about showing the world I can take any jackass I can pull off of the street and make him a star. You sir are that jackass.
Riot and Hunter Valentyne have had enough of this shit as they both walk forwards as Hunter lunges at Riot with a right hand. It connects and now it is on. Riot and Hunter are exchanging hate filled right hands to the face as the riot police are trying to break it up. Hunter and Riot turn their attention to the riot police and one after one they are dropped to the mat with aggression. The final blow being a huge Valentyme on the final one.
The men continue brawling until New Edge Security breaks it up with threats of termination from Jesse from the back.
Jesse: Why in the hell are you in my office? And why the hell are you wearing that ridiculous outfit on my damned show. This is Demented and I do not have time for any of this nonsense. I have a couple of pieces of shit to beat the hell out of.
Ralphie: The Ralphie is offended by your actuations. The Ralphie will not have his clothes mocked. These are official Sith robes won by completing the trials on Rathmor. Did you earn those duds you are wearing?
Jesse Styles: I don’t earn my clothes I fucking buy them. My lawyers and I guess Malloy here is your representation. So first I would like to apol...I would like to apolog...I canlt fiucking say it.
Malloy: Part of the deal is you are going to apologize to Ralphie for putting him in harms way for for getting punched in the face by Rob Riot.
Jesse Styles: Okay fine I am sorry you got hit in the face kid. We respect our fans and do not wish for them to be harmed in any way. I have a settlement offer here for you to sign so we can get this out of the way. This will make you fairly wealthy for a long time.
Ralphie: I do not want money. Darth Sidious and your filthy Republic Credits.
Jesse Styles: Wait you do not want money then what the hell do you want?
Ralphie: I want to meet the greatest Trans Atlantic Champion and greatest man to ever walk the Earth Al Envy. That would be more awesome than Al beating the hell out of Johnny Stylez and winning the World Title.
Jesse Styles: Envy fan, huh? At least you have taste, I am sure I will have no problems doing that. Now if you will just sign...
Malloy: You are going to give us contracts to wrestle for New Edge Wrestling.
Jesse and Ralphie: WHAT?
Malloy: That is the settlement offer. Take it or leave it.
Jesse Styles: I get the fucking point. You have a deal. You are going to moderate something I was going to but I really do not wish to spend the time doing it. The fans of New Edge Wrestling have been asking for this and I will deliver. It will be point and counterpoint with Hunter Valentyne and Rob Riot.
Ralphie: I have to wash my hair.
Jesse Styles: What the hell?
Ralphie: I hate that asshole and I do not wish to share a ring with him. He is a mean ass cock sucker and needs his ass kicked hopefully soon. I hope Hunter dies a horrible death and never is inside of a NEW ring again. So no!
Jesse Styles: You hate Hunter that much. Cannot say that is the first time I have ever heard it. I will make you a deal. If you do this thing and make it work I will make sure you have lunch with Al Envy in the near future. He will sign anything you want for him to sign and be done with it.
Ralphie: Seriously?
Jesse Styles: Seriously. Now get the fuck out of my office and get to the ring. Your time is next.
Ralphie: Jesse you own! You are totally a sith lord. As you wish Master Sidious.
As Ralphie is walking away, Jesse is shaking his head and rubbing his temples. He is mumbling to himself as he can hear the music start.
Jesse: Where in the fuck do I find these people?
Shish I'm Ballin!!!!!!!!!!! So Awesome by Sly Glizzy plays on the PA system and Ralphie comes walking out into the arena dancing to the beat of the music. The crowd is getting into it as they are cheering for Ralphie but not too much because he is a dork after all. He is wearing his official Diablo 3 t shirt and sweats. He is raising his hands in the air and the crowd is raising them with him. Ralphie stands on the second rope pointing out the the crowd and they are digging it.
Ralphie grabs a microphone and begins speaking into it.
Ralphie: Welcome to Demented fellow fans. My name is Ralphie and this is point and counter point with one of the biggest asshnoles in the world and a man I kind of like. This is Hunter Valentyne and Rob Riot. I can see the riot police are already out here. Our fans need protecting from these guys. Let me first introduce the man who hit me in the face at Tension in Texas and it was cool as shit! Your friend and mine Rob Riot.
Riot waits until half way through the first verse of his entrance music before he sneaks through the curtains, arms outstretched, inviting the crowd to react one way or another. He nods his approval, and slicks back his hair, turning around slowly on the ramp to allow everyone a good look at his black, silk ring robe.
From there, his eyes are fixed only on his opponent as he walks down the ramp, one arm raised in the air as if he's already won, pausing only to slap hands with a few fans at ringside before he enters the ring and mounts the turnbuckles, pointing first at the fans and then at himself,
Ralphie: Okay bring the cocksucker out!
Straightjacket Supermodel by Eve to Adam plays over the loudspeakers as Hunter makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos. He stops in the middle of the ramp as green and black pyros go off behind him. Hunter slides in underneath the bottom rope as he puts his hands on the top rope and glares menacingly into the camera. He is cascaded by boos as the intensity in this face is shown to the world. Pyros go off in the background as his glare is never changing
Ralphie: We will begin this point and counterpoint right now. We will start with Mister Riot. Hunter Valentyne did a redecoration of your room. WHat are your thoughts on that?
Riot: You know what I hate the most about the wall between our rooms? It keeps you out of my sight. It allows me to forget, occasionally, for a couple of seconds at a time, how much of an asshole you are. It allows me to forget everything you've done to me. It allows me a moment's peace for the briefest of instances every now and then. And I hate losing focus.
And now you do this. Now there's no peace. Now there's no getting away from it. So thank you, Hunter. Thank you for allowing me to focus every waking second of every day on how much damage you've done, and the things I need to do to make things right. You have ensured that destroying you is no longer just an obsession for me. It's a need.
Hunter: Get this through that idiotic skull of yours. This is not about you trying to get laid. This is not about Jesse Styles. You seem to lose focus from time to time so allow me to help you out. This is why I decorated your room like this. This is why I had Chloe file that lawsuit shutting down your business offices. This is why I am going to find so much joy in beating the shit out of you at Demented.
I fucking did this to you. Get your focus on the man who did this to you. I pissed you off to the point you struck fans and got tossed in here. I am the one who played you with the fake death of my girlfriend. I am the one who continues to torment you and make your life hell. Quit blaming Jesse. Quit trying to go on the dating game. I have enjoyed tormenting you and get this straight right now. I will always rent space in your head because I have been there from day one.
Ralphie: Very Nice and Hunter you will shut your damned mouth until I tell you to speak.
Hunter: I have no problem reaching across that podium and smacking the shit out of you again fanboy!
Ralphie: We will keep this shit going. Rob next point?
Riot: On and on and on you go. You know what this is like? When somebody plants a bomb in the middle of fuck knows where in the Middle East, and hundreds of civilians are killed or maimed. The world recoils in horror and wonders what kind of sick mind could perform such an act, and then some masked man from a terrorist cell steps forward, rubbings his hands with glee, claiming responsibility and taking pride in the act. You're that masked man, Hunter. You're the one who delights in repulsing anybody with the slightest shred of human decency. You're the cancer that has to be incised and cut away so everybody else can heal and move on. And you've woken up the surgeon in me.
At Demented, you're going to get exposed to a dose of radiation that will make you shrivel and die, and I'm the man that's going to bring it.
Hunter: So let me get this straight I am the Cancer of NEW and you are going to cure me? How cliche. How many people said they were going to end me once and for all. How many people have said they were going to shut my mouth once and for all? Let us get to that list for a minute. The list of people who were going to save the NEW from my tyrannical reign.
Roger Wright. He said he was going to shut my mouth and never has been able to. He might have gotten a cheap win here and there but never did he ever cure the NEW of the so called cancer and shut me up. Now I get to watch him fester and die without me to live off of.
Matt Slater. He thought he could be the savior and he failed as miserably as you trying to get Valora Salinas naked. Now he has not been seen in months. Yeah he really saved the NEW from me. Pathetic
Those are just two of hundreds. You are not going to save anyone from anything by writing messages in blood on your wall. You are not going to save your own sanity even let alone the masses. I am going to continue driving you insane. You know why, Rob? Because I fucking can.
How does it feel Rob? How does if feel to be exactly like Chloe Morgan? You are a victim who is helpless until my next attack. How does it feel knowing you can do nothing about it because you cannot stop me. How does it feel to know I am going to destroy your life and waiting for it. Anticipation of destruction is more effective than the actual destruction.
Have a nice day slut. Oh yeah and you too Rob I thought Valora was next to you.
Rob Riot: You can list any number of names you like; like a list of great world champions, it's incomplete without my name on it. You came at me because you needed me Hunter. You needed the validation that beating me would give your career. You searched me out and you made sure you got me because nobody but me would be good enough for you. I'm the fucking stag's head you want on your wall. It's your obsession with me that sucked me in, don't forget that. However well the plan worked, however much you load on me, you do it because you turned me into an obsession. Don't shy away from that. Obsession can drive a man, Hunter, and now I'm obsessed with you. You're going to get the benefit of my full attention in a way that nobody has since PT Merciless. I'd invite you to ask him how that worked out for him, only you can't, because I threw him in a river in Tokyo and nobody's seen him since. That's your future. Drowned and forgotten.
Hunter: A stag head? Are you serious? You think you are mt trophy? Let me make this shit perfectly clear to you because you are not based in reality. This is not about NEW business and never has been. This shit is personal with me and has been before we even met. This is about proving the critics wrong that I did not even belong in the same ring with you and if we had a series of matches you would destroy me. That myth is already dead.
Oh and disrespecting me my comparing me to PT Talentless is only going to piss me off and make you feel more pain. You see I have already won. I am making you do things you never would have done prior. This is not about a pin fall victory at Justice or anywhere else. This is not about defeating you in a tag match at Demented. This is about taking your legacy. This is about humiliating you to the point no one can doubt my legend. This is about making sure not one soul can argue I am the better man.
People are stupid and there has to be no doubt about it. I have gotten inside of your head and it is costing you matches. You lost to Seth Iser because you could not stop thinking about killing me. You lost to Ryan Elias because I was in your head. You will lose this week for the same reason. You are losing matches that the o called legendary Rob Riot should be winning and you are not because I am inside of your head. I want to look inside of your soul and rip your heart out and show it to you. I will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that it is you who does not belong in a ring with me.
You are doing things you normally would never do. You are writing messages in human blood on your wall. You are breaking the clocks you used to worship. You used to care about a lot of things that has been replaced of your hatred of me. Good luck getting me out of your head because I have scarred you. When this is all said and done twenty years from now you will never forget the time you spent with me because it has traumatized you to the point you forgot who you are. That is my victory.
Ralphie: We need to slow this down a little bit before these riot police have to beat the shit out of you Hunter. This is all your fault for attacking Riot.
Hunter: Fuck off Fanboy. Here is the point bitch.
Riot: Shut your mouth and I will make this point clear. Oh, my poor, poor fool. You said it yourself. "This is about proving the critics wrong". It's me who's been inside your head for longer than I've even known you. Look at the lengths you've had to go to, Hunter. You had to drag yourself all the way down with me. You couldn't get the job done without costing yourself everything. Hell, you almost lost Alisa into the bargain. You may have driven me here, but you came along for the ride. Getting inside my head has reduced you to nothing. I got inside yours before I even knew your name. You're no better than those ring rats who try to force my hotel door just to get a piece of my flesh.
You were a man in the gutter reaching up towards the stars, and well done, you pulled one down. And now it's going to burn you.
Hunter: So sorry Rob. I know you want to give yourself all types of credit when you deserve none. Yes I am going to prove those critics wrong by embarrassing and humiliating you as I have done for several months. But to say you are inside of my head is laughable. I have been the one playing you from the start and you are the one curled up in a ball on your little bed whacking the rat thinking of dear sweet Valora.
Yes I put myself in harm's way in order to get you to fight. Sometimes sacrifices need to be made. How much do you believe in something? Enough to go to hell in order to put your mark in hell? That is what I did and yes I almost lost Alisa but collateral damage is sometimes necessary to gain the ultimate prize. The ultimate prize in this case is destroying you mentally (which I have already done) Physically (the comes this week) and emotionally (@ Justice). You will never understand sacrifice because in your career what have you sacrificed? The world kisses you ass and strokes your massive ego. They do not doubt you talents as they do mine. They do not disrespect you as they do me. The sacrifice is you and your dignity at my altar.
Once again this is not about winning a wrestling match. The person who gains the pin fall means nothing. This is about exposing you as a fraud. This is about showing the world I can take any jackass I can pull off of the street and make him a star. You sir are that jackass.
Riot and Hunter Valentyne have had enough of this shit as they both walk forwards as Hunter lunges at Riot with a right hand. It connects and now it is on. Riot and Hunter are exchanging hate filled right hands to the face as the riot police are trying to break it up. Hunter and Riot turn their attention to the riot police and one after one they are dropped to the mat with aggression. The final blow being a huge Valentyme on the final one.
The men continue brawling until New Edge Security breaks it up with threats of termination from Jesse from the back.