Off Camera
Three matches—two wins were given to Alicia, one in WWH and one in Honor. We discussed and planned those matches privately, agreeing that Alicia would win both times. Then came the match in SCW—this one wasn’t predetermined or discussed beforehand. The winner would be decided by whoever was the better wrestler that night.
That match happened. And since it was based on skill, not a worked outcome, the result was clear. But that’s when the true colors of a sore loser showed. Alicia couldn’t handle the loss and completely went off script, breaking character and throwing a public Twitter meltdown. They ranted about having screenshots of conversations with the owners—threatening to make them public. Why? Because instead of accepting the loss with respect, after being put over freely twice, they chose to be a pathetic, disrespectful person instead.
That was years ago, and to this day, they have never reached out to admit they acted out of line or that they were wrong. They never apologized—because they meant every word of what they said. So, any respect I once had for them died years ago and has never returned.
It’s crystal clear with this person: they must win—or else. I have better things to do than waste my time on someone like that. And trust me, I’m being nice about this—because if I spilled everything I know about them, they’d be crying about it later.
So, take this win. We both already know who the better wrestler—and person—is.
On Camera
The scene opens with Song standing alone inside an empty training ring. The lights are dim, the atmosphere quiet but heavy with meaning. She leans against the ropes, taking in the space before turning to the camera.
Song: Every journey has its final stretch. Every fighter, no matter how strong, eventually reaches a point where it’s time to move on. And this Sunday, I step into that ring knowing it’s one of my last matches here.
I’ve fought battles in this company that tested me in ways I never expected. I’ve bled, I’ve pushed myself, I’ve stood toe-to-toe with the best—and every single time, I gave it everything I had. But more than the wins, more than the moments inside the ropes, the thing I’ll carry with me the most is you—the fans.
Your energy, your voices, your passion—it has meant more to me than I can ever express. You’ve lifted me up, challenged me, and reminded me why I do this. And so, this Sunday, I don’t step into that ring to prove anything. I step into it to give you one final match to remember.
I won’t hold back. I won’t hesitate. I won’t change who I am.
One last time—let’s make it unforgettable.
Song steps away from the ropes, rolling her shoulders as the camera slowly fades to black.
