Post by recklessjack on Jan 29, 2006 13:00:08 GMT -5
We start off in the WCF, just a couple of hours before Slam. We see Reckless Jack storming about the arena, punching the wall, cussing, all that fun stuff. He comes across a stage hand and stops him dead in his tracks.
Reckless Jack: Do you know this place sucks major ass? Quit working here if you know whats good for you. With any luck, Seth Lerch won't treat you like a piece of shit. Like he has with me. I mean, you saw what happened in the War last week. I was screwed. I was told I was gonna gonna go places in WCF, but no, some new fuck takes me out of the match like a little bitch. At least I pinned that no good bastard Creeping Death.
But now this week, I gotta team with the only two men who are actually decent in WCF in going against team one that consists of Dake Kenny, Creeping Death, and Davey Ortega. The other team has that dumbshit Rick Mad, Seth Lerch, and Rage. What a couple of all star good for nothing losers that were put together. Shit, this out to be easier then getting the pants of Lerch's sister. Which Logan knows all about. Ha!
Anyways, who do you think is gonna win this one tonight Frank?
"Frank": My name is Tom.
Reckless Jack: If I say your name is Frank, it is Frank, got it?!
Tom: I guess, you jackass. I hope the two other teams mop the floor with you tonight. I hope they send you packing out of WCF you miserable loser. All you do is bitch about how much WCF sucks. Why did you join then?
Reckless Jack: Tell me... you have fucked up now Frank. You think you are still in WCF? By the time I get done beating the ever living shit out of your worthless ass, your family won't know who in the hell you are. Your face will looks worse then it does now and I have no idea how that would be possible. So get the fuck outta my face.
Tom shrugs his shoulders and walks away from Reckless Jack. Reckless Jack continues walking in the arena until he goes to the fan area. There are a few marks trying to get some autographs and what not. Reckless Jack walks over to them.
Reckless Jack: Well, its the worst fans in the world. The WCF fans wouldn't know a wrestler if it sucked their dick.
Fans: FUCK YOU RECKLESS FUCK YOU! fUCK YOU RECKLESS FUCK YOU!
Reckless Jack: Fuck me, thats what your mama did last night you son of a bitch.
Before things get any worse, security comes over and takes Reckless Jack away from the area. The fans cheer.
Reckless Jack: Hey, get your hands off me you son of a bitch. I can walk all by myself. I don't need some middle school drop out to help me out here.
Guard One: Sir, please don't say that again.
Guard Two: Yeah, you better watch yourself around here. A lot of people want you gone. Including us. You got that you fuckbag.
Reckless Jack: I'm the fuckbag? I'm the fuckbag? Who in the hell do you think you are. I am Reckless Jack. I should be the champion of this place. I should be firing your sorry ass for making threats towards me. Kiss my ass you moron.
Reckless Jack walks away towards the locker room area. He find his locker room and smiles. He opens the door, only to find that the room has been trashed. Reckless Jack is pissed off now and starts to scream.
Reckless Jack: Who the fuck did this? Who did this to my locker room? Get that fucking camera out of here now!
Reckless Jack pushes the camera man down as he storms out of the room, seemingly looking for someone.
Reckless Jack: Do you know this place sucks major ass? Quit working here if you know whats good for you. With any luck, Seth Lerch won't treat you like a piece of shit. Like he has with me. I mean, you saw what happened in the War last week. I was screwed. I was told I was gonna gonna go places in WCF, but no, some new fuck takes me out of the match like a little bitch. At least I pinned that no good bastard Creeping Death.
But now this week, I gotta team with the only two men who are actually decent in WCF in going against team one that consists of Dake Kenny, Creeping Death, and Davey Ortega. The other team has that dumbshit Rick Mad, Seth Lerch, and Rage. What a couple of all star good for nothing losers that were put together. Shit, this out to be easier then getting the pants of Lerch's sister. Which Logan knows all about. Ha!
Anyways, who do you think is gonna win this one tonight Frank?
"Frank": My name is Tom.
Reckless Jack: If I say your name is Frank, it is Frank, got it?!
Tom: I guess, you jackass. I hope the two other teams mop the floor with you tonight. I hope they send you packing out of WCF you miserable loser. All you do is bitch about how much WCF sucks. Why did you join then?
Reckless Jack: Tell me... you have fucked up now Frank. You think you are still in WCF? By the time I get done beating the ever living shit out of your worthless ass, your family won't know who in the hell you are. Your face will looks worse then it does now and I have no idea how that would be possible. So get the fuck outta my face.
Tom shrugs his shoulders and walks away from Reckless Jack. Reckless Jack continues walking in the arena until he goes to the fan area. There are a few marks trying to get some autographs and what not. Reckless Jack walks over to them.
Reckless Jack: Well, its the worst fans in the world. The WCF fans wouldn't know a wrestler if it sucked their dick.
Fans: FUCK YOU RECKLESS FUCK YOU! fUCK YOU RECKLESS FUCK YOU!
Reckless Jack: Fuck me, thats what your mama did last night you son of a bitch.
Before things get any worse, security comes over and takes Reckless Jack away from the area. The fans cheer.
Reckless Jack: Hey, get your hands off me you son of a bitch. I can walk all by myself. I don't need some middle school drop out to help me out here.
Guard One: Sir, please don't say that again.
Guard Two: Yeah, you better watch yourself around here. A lot of people want you gone. Including us. You got that you fuckbag.
Reckless Jack: I'm the fuckbag? I'm the fuckbag? Who in the hell do you think you are. I am Reckless Jack. I should be the champion of this place. I should be firing your sorry ass for making threats towards me. Kiss my ass you moron.
Reckless Jack walks away towards the locker room area. He find his locker room and smiles. He opens the door, only to find that the room has been trashed. Reckless Jack is pissed off now and starts to scream.
Reckless Jack: Who the fuck did this? Who did this to my locker room? Get that fucking camera out of here now!
Reckless Jack pushes the camera man down as he storms out of the room, seemingly looking for someone.
