Post by recklessjack on Oct 17, 2006 17:47:51 GMT -5
Backstage, Reckless Jack is still in the trainers room receiving medical attention after that brutal as hell match against Logan. Reckless Jack has been in countless wars against many wrestlers. Most of them have been classics. Lucy is sitting by idly as she watches her husband getting all stitched up before they head back home. Reckless Jack sighs as one of the medics messes up and reopens one of the wounds from his match. Blood starts to flow out of his head as the medic places a bandage to stop the massive amount of bleeding. Lucy starts to cry. Reckless Jack frowns and shakes his head. She leaves the room as the medics finish up on the forehead of Reckless Jack.
Reckless Jack: Thanks, that feels good. I had a hellva match out there tonight, don’t you guys agree?
The medics all nod in agreement. Reckless Jack flashes a half smirk before it goes back to his usual pissed off look. He holds his arm, moving it around a tad bit. One of the medics takes a look at it. The medic presses down on his arm.
Reckless Jack: Dammit, don’t do that!
The medic motions for Reckless Jack to get up. He does as they go to the x-ray machine they have set up in the room. They take a few pictures of the arm before sending him off on his way. Reckless Jack walks down the arena hallway, nodding at some of the backstage personnel along his way. Reckless Jack passes a few doors before he finally enters one. He goes over to a bag and starts to take out his out of ring clothes and a towel. He enters the shower as we look away for a few minutes. Once he is done, he exits the shower with a nice pair of Cargo Jeans, a Reckless Jack hoodie that shows him giving the Reckless Killing to someone on the back and his name on the front. Such shameless self promotion but then again, it isn’t odd to see wrestlers wear their own apparel to get people to buy the product which in turns creates more revenue for the promotion and the wrestler himself, so really, it isn’t that bad all things considered. Anyways, we see Lucy step into the room herself now. Still crying but not as hard as when we last saw her. Reckless Jack quickly gets his Nike shoes on as he goes over to her.
Reckless Jack: What’s wrong baby?
Lucy looks up at him, still crying. She starts to pound on him with closes fists.
Lucy: Why do you do this to yourself all the time?
Reckless Jack: Do what to myself?
Lucy: Put yourself in all these insane matches where you could die. I just hate seeing you get hurt.
Reckless Jack has a somber look on his face as she continues crying. He stands up and gets on his knees. He gives her a hug.
Reckless Jack: Hey, listen, I’ll stop doing all these hardcore matches for you, sound okay?
Lucy: Yeah, I guess. But you’ll just keep on doing them until you end up leaving in a body bag. What would everyone say?
Reckless Jack: They would say he died doing what he did best. He died going all out, never stopping until they had to damn near kill him to keep him down. That is who I am. You knew that when you met me.
Lucy: But still, it scares me when you go jumping off such a huge drop like that. You could have landed on your neck. I hate that shit!
Reckless Jack: I know you do, but it’s all about giving the fans a good show. That is how I wrestle. But, I can go to my technical approach most of the time to make you happy. Can I at least cut loose and go balls to the wall a couple of times a month?
Lucy: As long as nothing huge is involved in the match.
Reckless Jack: Alright, that sounds good.
The two hug and kiss as Lucy stops crying. Reckless Jack stands up and grabs her hand. He smiles at her before she stands up herself. Reckless Jack grabs his bag with his other hand before the two walk out the door. They start to leave the arena but not before Hank Brown stops them.
Hank Brown: Reckless Jack, can I get a few words with you?
Reckless Jack: Well, look at who the cat dragged in, Hank Brown. How are you?
Hank Brown: I’m doing good. Just keeping myself busy with other work besides this.
Reckless Jack: That’s good. What can I do for you?
Hank Brown: I was wondering if I could get a few questions in before you leave.
Reckless Jack: Sounds good to me. Do you mind baby?
Lucy shakes her head no. Reckless Jack nods for Hank to start.
Hank Brown: First of all, what a match you had against Logan.
Reckless Jack smiles before letting out a little chuckle.
Reckless Jack: Well Hank, I think may have finally put Logan behind me for now. I got the win over him and that's good enough.
Hank Brown: Yeah… but how do you feel after the match though?
Reckless Jack: What do you think Hank? Do you see my the sweat? Did you see that jump? But actually, I don’t feel that bad. I mean, you’d think I would in some extreme pain, but nope. I feel like getting a bite to eat with my wife before we head back to New York.
Hank Brown: What about next week's Slam…
Reckless Jack cuts him off.
Reckless Jack: Hank, I am two steps ahead of you. I know I am in a huge match against a shitload of other wrestlers fighting for the Hardcore Title, a title I have wanted since I came into WCF back in 2004. It has been one of my dreams to hold this title. I have mostly accomplished what I have wanted to in WCF but winning the Hardcore Title has escaped me. You can say that I have been busy with other things in WCF so far, like my half year feud against Nate Nytro, winning the World Title, putting this Logan shit behind me and now dealing with that piece of crap Outcast. You see Hank, the competitors in this match are quite different from one another in many ways.
Reckless Jack spits on the ground.
Reckless Jack: Take Skyler Striker, the kid has a great future in WCF. I mean, this kid can fly around with the best of them, almost reminds me of someone I know. But he still doesn't have those factors to make him a major player in WCF. His technical skills aren't there yet. Who knows if he can brawl for about ten, twenty minutes at a time. Skyler earned his shot though and he lost at XIII due to Team of Treachery getting involved which isn't all that fair which is probably why he is in this match on Slam. I just don't know if he can beat four other veterans in this match. He'll make a name for himself in the future but right now, this is his learning period. And someone has to teach him that doing insane moves isn't the way to go all the time, unless your name happens to be Creeping Death.
Reckless Jack cracks a smile.
Reckless Jack: Now, I can't forget about Neo. The man who first really responded to me when I came to WCF. I remember watching him talk about me but never actually facing me because he was busy winning the World Title at One. Neo, you appear to be no longer the wrestler you once were. I mean, back in 2004, you were the best for all of two weeks before you got upended by X-Rated in that handicap match on Slam. You lost and then was never able to reclaim your title since. Since you have come back, all you have done is lose and that isn't the Neo I was used to watching when I first started out here in WCF. But then again, people change.
Hank Brown looks at his watch as Reckless Jack continues.
Reckless Jack: David Alastair eh, a guy who has challenged for this belt before but failed when he tried to out do Creeping Death in an insane match type. Even I know that is stupid. No one can do that kind of shit against CD, unless its me. But that isn't the point. David Alastair needs to focus on that People's Title right now. You saw the match on Sunday, he got screwed out of his first WCF Title because his opponent can't win fairly. But like Skyler Striker, he has aways to go before he gets to the high level to really succeed in WCF. The talent level here is amazing. Anyone can hold any title at any time because this has been one of the most unpredictable times in WCF history.
Hank Brown: Aren't you forgetting someone?
Reckless Jack looks at the ground and then the light bulb goes off.
Reckless Jack: Ah yes, the current Hardcore Champion himself, Jack of Blades. The so called "Bastard Clown." I am is disinterested in him as I am watching NASCAR. He is one of the most boring members of WCF to date. I mean, you realize it's always the same thing with him. He talks and talks about shit no one in their right mind would care about. Then once he gets into the ring, he drags everything out and it just does nothing to impress me at all. If I wanted to watch something boring, I'd go up to Stamford and watch that crap they call wrestling on a weekly basis. I know that there is only one person who can get more extreme then I can in WCF and he isn't present in this match. You see Jack of Blades, I don't know if you can handle everything I am going to throw at you. I mean, I have beaten people in their match types all the time and from what I have seen, this Hardcore Title suits you but not as good as it would me. Blades, I am quite possibly the only person who can beat you in this match on Slam for the Hardcore Title. I have the drive for it. I have the skill for. But most of all, I have the body suited for it. I have been in so many wars its not funny anymore. Nothing in a hardcore match can ever surprise me. Not even what you can produce surprises me. Take your match against Dake Ken at School of Pain. Thumbtacks are child's play to me. You even been put through a glass table before? With your body wrapped in barbed wire? Probably not. Blades, this Sunday, you better believe I am going to get that title, whether I have to pin you for it or not.
Hank Brown: Very well said Reckless. Well, thank you for your time and I’ll see you later.
Reckless Jack: Have a good one Hank.
Hank walks off the other way. Reckless Jack smiles at Lucy as they begin to walk again. Once again though, Lucy starts to cry. Reckless Jack has a perplexed look on his face. Who knows what is going on.
Reckless Jack: Did I say something that upset you in that interview?
Lucy: Yes, you are going to be in another hardcore match.
Reckless Jack: I know, but I have to.
Lucy: I won't watch it.
Reckless Jack: Then don't. I don't give a shit.
The two walk out of the arena...
Reckless Jack: Thanks, that feels good. I had a hellva match out there tonight, don’t you guys agree?
The medics all nod in agreement. Reckless Jack flashes a half smirk before it goes back to his usual pissed off look. He holds his arm, moving it around a tad bit. One of the medics takes a look at it. The medic presses down on his arm.
Reckless Jack: Dammit, don’t do that!
The medic motions for Reckless Jack to get up. He does as they go to the x-ray machine they have set up in the room. They take a few pictures of the arm before sending him off on his way. Reckless Jack walks down the arena hallway, nodding at some of the backstage personnel along his way. Reckless Jack passes a few doors before he finally enters one. He goes over to a bag and starts to take out his out of ring clothes and a towel. He enters the shower as we look away for a few minutes. Once he is done, he exits the shower with a nice pair of Cargo Jeans, a Reckless Jack hoodie that shows him giving the Reckless Killing to someone on the back and his name on the front. Such shameless self promotion but then again, it isn’t odd to see wrestlers wear their own apparel to get people to buy the product which in turns creates more revenue for the promotion and the wrestler himself, so really, it isn’t that bad all things considered. Anyways, we see Lucy step into the room herself now. Still crying but not as hard as when we last saw her. Reckless Jack quickly gets his Nike shoes on as he goes over to her.
Reckless Jack: What’s wrong baby?
Lucy looks up at him, still crying. She starts to pound on him with closes fists.
Lucy: Why do you do this to yourself all the time?
Reckless Jack: Do what to myself?
Lucy: Put yourself in all these insane matches where you could die. I just hate seeing you get hurt.
Reckless Jack has a somber look on his face as she continues crying. He stands up and gets on his knees. He gives her a hug.
Reckless Jack: Hey, listen, I’ll stop doing all these hardcore matches for you, sound okay?
Lucy: Yeah, I guess. But you’ll just keep on doing them until you end up leaving in a body bag. What would everyone say?
Reckless Jack: They would say he died doing what he did best. He died going all out, never stopping until they had to damn near kill him to keep him down. That is who I am. You knew that when you met me.
Lucy: But still, it scares me when you go jumping off such a huge drop like that. You could have landed on your neck. I hate that shit!
Reckless Jack: I know you do, but it’s all about giving the fans a good show. That is how I wrestle. But, I can go to my technical approach most of the time to make you happy. Can I at least cut loose and go balls to the wall a couple of times a month?
Lucy: As long as nothing huge is involved in the match.
Reckless Jack: Alright, that sounds good.
The two hug and kiss as Lucy stops crying. Reckless Jack stands up and grabs her hand. He smiles at her before she stands up herself. Reckless Jack grabs his bag with his other hand before the two walk out the door. They start to leave the arena but not before Hank Brown stops them.
Hank Brown: Reckless Jack, can I get a few words with you?
Reckless Jack: Well, look at who the cat dragged in, Hank Brown. How are you?
Hank Brown: I’m doing good. Just keeping myself busy with other work besides this.
Reckless Jack: That’s good. What can I do for you?
Hank Brown: I was wondering if I could get a few questions in before you leave.
Reckless Jack: Sounds good to me. Do you mind baby?
Lucy shakes her head no. Reckless Jack nods for Hank to start.
Hank Brown: First of all, what a match you had against Logan.
Reckless Jack smiles before letting out a little chuckle.
Reckless Jack: Well Hank, I think may have finally put Logan behind me for now. I got the win over him and that's good enough.
Hank Brown: Yeah… but how do you feel after the match though?
Reckless Jack: What do you think Hank? Do you see my the sweat? Did you see that jump? But actually, I don’t feel that bad. I mean, you’d think I would in some extreme pain, but nope. I feel like getting a bite to eat with my wife before we head back to New York.
Hank Brown: What about next week's Slam…
Reckless Jack cuts him off.
Reckless Jack: Hank, I am two steps ahead of you. I know I am in a huge match against a shitload of other wrestlers fighting for the Hardcore Title, a title I have wanted since I came into WCF back in 2004. It has been one of my dreams to hold this title. I have mostly accomplished what I have wanted to in WCF but winning the Hardcore Title has escaped me. You can say that I have been busy with other things in WCF so far, like my half year feud against Nate Nytro, winning the World Title, putting this Logan shit behind me and now dealing with that piece of crap Outcast. You see Hank, the competitors in this match are quite different from one another in many ways.
Reckless Jack spits on the ground.
Reckless Jack: Take Skyler Striker, the kid has a great future in WCF. I mean, this kid can fly around with the best of them, almost reminds me of someone I know. But he still doesn't have those factors to make him a major player in WCF. His technical skills aren't there yet. Who knows if he can brawl for about ten, twenty minutes at a time. Skyler earned his shot though and he lost at XIII due to Team of Treachery getting involved which isn't all that fair which is probably why he is in this match on Slam. I just don't know if he can beat four other veterans in this match. He'll make a name for himself in the future but right now, this is his learning period. And someone has to teach him that doing insane moves isn't the way to go all the time, unless your name happens to be Creeping Death.
Reckless Jack cracks a smile.
Reckless Jack: Now, I can't forget about Neo. The man who first really responded to me when I came to WCF. I remember watching him talk about me but never actually facing me because he was busy winning the World Title at One. Neo, you appear to be no longer the wrestler you once were. I mean, back in 2004, you were the best for all of two weeks before you got upended by X-Rated in that handicap match on Slam. You lost and then was never able to reclaim your title since. Since you have come back, all you have done is lose and that isn't the Neo I was used to watching when I first started out here in WCF. But then again, people change.
Hank Brown looks at his watch as Reckless Jack continues.
Reckless Jack: David Alastair eh, a guy who has challenged for this belt before but failed when he tried to out do Creeping Death in an insane match type. Even I know that is stupid. No one can do that kind of shit against CD, unless its me. But that isn't the point. David Alastair needs to focus on that People's Title right now. You saw the match on Sunday, he got screwed out of his first WCF Title because his opponent can't win fairly. But like Skyler Striker, he has aways to go before he gets to the high level to really succeed in WCF. The talent level here is amazing. Anyone can hold any title at any time because this has been one of the most unpredictable times in WCF history.
Hank Brown: Aren't you forgetting someone?
Reckless Jack looks at the ground and then the light bulb goes off.
Reckless Jack: Ah yes, the current Hardcore Champion himself, Jack of Blades. The so called "Bastard Clown." I am is disinterested in him as I am watching NASCAR. He is one of the most boring members of WCF to date. I mean, you realize it's always the same thing with him. He talks and talks about shit no one in their right mind would care about. Then once he gets into the ring, he drags everything out and it just does nothing to impress me at all. If I wanted to watch something boring, I'd go up to Stamford and watch that crap they call wrestling on a weekly basis. I know that there is only one person who can get more extreme then I can in WCF and he isn't present in this match. You see Jack of Blades, I don't know if you can handle everything I am going to throw at you. I mean, I have beaten people in their match types all the time and from what I have seen, this Hardcore Title suits you but not as good as it would me. Blades, I am quite possibly the only person who can beat you in this match on Slam for the Hardcore Title. I have the drive for it. I have the skill for. But most of all, I have the body suited for it. I have been in so many wars its not funny anymore. Nothing in a hardcore match can ever surprise me. Not even what you can produce surprises me. Take your match against Dake Ken at School of Pain. Thumbtacks are child's play to me. You even been put through a glass table before? With your body wrapped in barbed wire? Probably not. Blades, this Sunday, you better believe I am going to get that title, whether I have to pin you for it or not.
Hank Brown: Very well said Reckless. Well, thank you for your time and I’ll see you later.
Reckless Jack: Have a good one Hank.
Hank walks off the other way. Reckless Jack smiles at Lucy as they begin to walk again. Once again though, Lucy starts to cry. Reckless Jack has a perplexed look on his face. Who knows what is going on.
Reckless Jack: Did I say something that upset you in that interview?
Lucy: Yes, you are going to be in another hardcore match.
Reckless Jack: I know, but I have to.
Lucy: I won't watch it.
Reckless Jack: Then don't. I don't give a shit.
The two walk out of the arena...
