Post by Reckless Jack on Jan 6, 2021 19:47:22 GMT -5
We see RJ sitting in a very big mans-cave room where he has a ton of WCF Championships, achievements and honors hanging around him on the walls. A huge mac desktop on a desk next to him and he sits in this comfortable leather chair facing the camera.
Reckless Jack: You see this? They want me to sign a long term deal.
RJ points to the contract on the desk.
Reckless Jack: For now I'm on a paid-per-appearance contract and they're not a huge fan of that. Me? I don't know, I sort of like it. Because whats happening in this day-n-age of pro wrestling is that some of you mother fuckers are soft as shit and that's going to change. It's going to change and it starts with you, Trey Bouchet.
RJ licks his lips and takes a beat before continuing.
Reckless Jack: You're in it for showmanship, you're performance art, and it makes me sick. You're prancing and suplexin' like this is some sort of joke, but I'm not laughing. You know why I attacked you, Trey? Because you need to be taught a true lesson in how this works. If you want to be taken serious, then you should step up and give me a fight.. but if you want to continue being a joke that you are, then you'll be beat down every week leading to Revolution. And yeah, they told me we have a match at Revolution. They want to sign me so bad.
RJ starts to laugh.
Reckless Jack: You're a joke just like Keeton. This man can't defend his father, this man was never a blip in WCF and he thinks he has true roots to grow in professional wrestling? Keeton is the worst of the worst when it comes to second generation wrestler. He's a cum-sock come to life and I have no problem beating some fuckin' sense into him this week too.
RJ stops and notices his wife coming into the room. She kisses him on the cheek in her lingerie. He pinches her ass as she leaves the office.
Reckless Jack: It's been a while since I've had to hit a woman, but boy am I glad to this week. Sara Pettis is going to get smacked up like a bitch because she took doesn't take pro wrestling serious. That's my mission now. That's my objective. To bitch slap the losers and jokes like Soldado Fortuna and Trey Bouchet. And Trey, I'm telling you, when you try and Suplex me, you better hope you snap my neck cause I'm not going to stop destroying you until you're black and blue and your whole attitude changes.
RJ leans forward in the chair.
Reckless Jack: It's time some of you start taking this shit serious. If not, then you'll have me to deal with.. and I'm reckless. Now, will I sign this contract? I dunno.. maybe I'll sign it in Treys blood at the White House.
RJ stands up and claps twice and the office lights turn off ending the promo.
Reckless Jack: You see this? They want me to sign a long term deal.
RJ points to the contract on the desk.
Reckless Jack: For now I'm on a paid-per-appearance contract and they're not a huge fan of that. Me? I don't know, I sort of like it. Because whats happening in this day-n-age of pro wrestling is that some of you mother fuckers are soft as shit and that's going to change. It's going to change and it starts with you, Trey Bouchet.
RJ licks his lips and takes a beat before continuing.
Reckless Jack: You're in it for showmanship, you're performance art, and it makes me sick. You're prancing and suplexin' like this is some sort of joke, but I'm not laughing. You know why I attacked you, Trey? Because you need to be taught a true lesson in how this works. If you want to be taken serious, then you should step up and give me a fight.. but if you want to continue being a joke that you are, then you'll be beat down every week leading to Revolution. And yeah, they told me we have a match at Revolution. They want to sign me so bad.
RJ starts to laugh.
Reckless Jack: You're a joke just like Keeton. This man can't defend his father, this man was never a blip in WCF and he thinks he has true roots to grow in professional wrestling? Keeton is the worst of the worst when it comes to second generation wrestler. He's a cum-sock come to life and I have no problem beating some fuckin' sense into him this week too.
RJ stops and notices his wife coming into the room. She kisses him on the cheek in her lingerie. He pinches her ass as she leaves the office.
Reckless Jack: It's been a while since I've had to hit a woman, but boy am I glad to this week. Sara Pettis is going to get smacked up like a bitch because she took doesn't take pro wrestling serious. That's my mission now. That's my objective. To bitch slap the losers and jokes like Soldado Fortuna and Trey Bouchet. And Trey, I'm telling you, when you try and Suplex me, you better hope you snap my neck cause I'm not going to stop destroying you until you're black and blue and your whole attitude changes.
RJ leans forward in the chair.
Reckless Jack: It's time some of you start taking this shit serious. If not, then you'll have me to deal with.. and I'm reckless. Now, will I sign this contract? I dunno.. maybe I'll sign it in Treys blood at the White House.
RJ stands up and claps twice and the office lights turn off ending the promo.