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Reggie's W.G. Tape: Art Of Not Giving A Fuck
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Hombre sin plan en la vida.



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(booed by casual fans; opportunistic; often plays dirty while setting the trends)


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07-27-2021, 07:24 PM


[The scene opens up where we see Reggie, Tommy, and JB inside a restaurant in New York, where the Woodstock event is taking place in. During the day, Reggie was doing promotional shoots and interviews for the War Games 2021 event with JB and Tommy at the helm. It was a late afternoon, where all three men are still eating their food and chilling with little to nobody in the restaurant.]

JB: How was those promotional stuff you’ve done for War Games?

Reggie: It was alright, been up since like 6 am with all the stuff set up from Mr. Wiggles. In fact, y’all still fuck with him?

JB: Yeah, we just chilling with him, he’s wanted to know about you and the whole War Games thing, so I told him to hook you up with these media blitz.

Reggie: Hey man thanks for it, I didn’t know if he knew about this. But yeah, I saw the both of you two in that tag match last Anarchy, how was that?

[Tommy then places his fork and knife down, and takes a sip of water. Then he looks at the direction of Reggie.]

T: Well, the match was okay I guess, at least we weren’t the ones taking the fall in the match last Thursday. Though it was a tape delay, but by that time we called you to join you to New York for the event.

Reggie: Right, well thanks for coming all this way to support me, I got to be honest with you guys.

[JB and T then are still eating, but noticed Reggie looking all over the place like if he was scared or something. Then JB looks at him, but they see one of the fans who was a tad bit overweight, slightly looked like Danny DeVito with a two sizes small BoB shirt who waddles at their table. Then he slams his hand on the table to get their attention.]

BoB Fan: EY’ REGGIE…

[Reggie then tries to ignore him, but he was messing around with their plates of food by smearing his hand on their plates and spitting on them at the same time. Then Reggie the looks at the guy with a slight anger in his eyes.]

Reggie: What do you want man, can’t you see are busy here?

BoB Fan: I don’t care if your busy or not, but I wanted to let you know that your team is going to fail this coming August. I heard that your members, Atara Themis, has abandoned your team.

Reggie: Far from the truth my friend, she had shit coming up that caused her to miss the event you see, and thank you for your concern for my team’s short comings. So now, will you go back to the hole you crawled from?

[Then the three men laugh among themselves, then the BoB fan takes Reggie’s drink and spills it on the floor, then Reggie gets up from the chair and pulls the knife from the table, and aimed it at his non existent neck. Before he could do more harm, JB and Tommy stops him from doing it by holding him back. Reggie then drops the knife on the table, and storms off while JB and T dropped some money on table, and manages to catch up to him.]

JB: Hey man, you need to chill the hell out man, you didn’t need to take what that punk fool said about you. Plus, that drink spill was uncalled for.

T: If I were you, I would have killed that piece of shit! An—

[JB punches T’s arm to stop talking nonsense, as Reggie was still walking further up the street. Then JB and T walk behind him, and then they noticed Reggie pulling down the Reggie’s Angels that was defaced and nearly ripped to shreds off a wall, and JB and T comes up behind him to know what’s going on.]

T: Whoa I saw you rip that poster off, what’s the deal?

Reggie: Someone had to deface this poster, the even managed to smear out Atara’s face on it as a sign of disrespect to me. I guess I am still just pissed off with what that BoB no neck guy said about her.

T: That’s not true, it’s not like she had the choice, she had to focus on being two gold Atty and she had to focus on shit outside of Woodstock.

JB: I wouldn’t worry about that, plus isn’t your team entitled to a replacement?

Reggie: Pretty much, yeah… it might be the same… but fuck it, all I can do is move forward on behalf of Besty. But that what I wanted to talk to you guys about.. let’s go back to the hotel.

[Then about four hours later, we see them in Reggie’s hotel room, where it gotten heated over how he feels about his participation in War Games plus other stuff. It got to the point where Reggie threw a tv remote at the wall out of anger, then after they have cooled down the argument, Tommy was leaning on the wall as JB was on the bed while Reggie was sitting on the chair across from him.]

JB: Reggie, I don’t know why we got into argument about this, but why are you getting mad at us for telling you that you HAVE to be a part of this thing? You publicly made that announcement on behalf of Team Besty remember?

Reggie: So what, I think I am not good enough to hang with the popular and better established team members I am in. Shit, compared to Lycana and Besty and the new mystery partner… I’m just a waste of space in that enclave, so I am sorry if I was angry at the both of you… but I feel like I am a determent to the team.

JB: Let me tell you something Reg, you are fortunate to be a part of XWF history, do you remember that time you wanted to join something similar to this years ago?

Reggie: I guess so…

JB: Well you told me that Theo said he wasn’t interested in new replacements, so you were left to dry by yourself. You NOW even have Besty’s blessing to name the team after you, from a shitty 70s and early 2000s franchise none of the less.

Reggie: I mean you’re right man, I’m just… just..

T: What Reggie?

[Reggie then starts to break down crying, with his head down, as JB and T looks on with a slight sense of sadness. Tommy then heads out of the room in order not to be sad, as JB places his hands on his shoulders to speak to him.]

JB: Look Reggie, I’ve been high and low in my life and career in this place, I’ve had moments where I thought to myself if I don’t got it or will I let everyone around me down. Shit, I even had whole two people let me down back then, but after that moment of self-realization, I learned how to stop worrying about weak and frail shit. So that inner voice saying you are worthless as a team playa in this War Games is a fuckin lyin ass bitch, ya heard me?


[Reggie then puts his head up and wipes the tears from his eyes, and nods his head slowly with a smile on his face, then JB opens the door for T to come back into the room with some assortments of snacks and drinks in a bag. T places them on the bed, and just dumps them on the bed.]

T: Look Reggie, fuck War Games up the ass, fuck having to worry about that BoB mark ass trick wit no neck ed shit, and fuck those negative thoughts you got about not feeling like you are in the same league as your team. Even if you or the team don’t advance to the finals, just know that me and JB got your back.

JB: Pretty much what T said man, just have fun and forget about trying to fit in and be stuck in a box of fake relevancy… now lets eat up some of this shit T hooked us up with and head out for a night of fuck shit.

[After that, we see the guys just snacking and drinking the items Tommy got from a local 7 Eleven store, and the scene simply fades into the Reggie’s Angels poster as it cuts off.]


===Pieces Of Fucks None Spared====


“As we come close to War Games, I tend to worry about trying to be able to know who I can trust, and who I can’t trust. Not to say, that I have no trust within my team with Besty as the lead, in fact I have the most respect for her and Lycana even putting me on their own respective shoots, while I also was trying to promote the event for this PPV within New York this week, I might appear in one of their shoots I hope down the line, so be on look out this week. But on the real, I when I had my break down with the guy in the restaurant and the poster being defaced, and even down to my blow up with JB and T over my involvement with this year’s War Games.

At first, I was worried about feeling like I am a nobody, or even worse not even close to being the greatest person within this team full of winners and bonafide legends within the company. I know that I am NOT in their league of greatness, and I might end up being the sacrificial lamb for the sake of the match, shit I might be the main one to be taken out before the real team players will be in the picture. Do I have faith that I’ll lead the team to the main event of Woodstock?...

The truth is… does it really matter?

To me, all this is just a test of trust and knowing who’s looking out for who, if it all falls down then we all fall like toy soldiers. The thing about fighting a team like BoB is that they are nothing more than just toy soldiers who will fall, even if Atara isn’t going to be on the battlefield of War and Peace. I know that, she’ll be happy with who’s going to be filling in the role for her, and I will not say his name but you all can consider him being a bit shady with side of extra Sickness of Cuntz to fill out the team dynamic in this War Games match. I know thar when he shows up for this team, BoB will be put on noticed and even damned waxed on ice once we go to war with them.

I’ve already said my piece against everyone in this thing, but I haven’t been able to just focus solely on Team Brotherhood of Baddies own…Fury the former bWo Champion after screwjob from the man called D… Oswald, the rip off million or trillion dollar man without an ounce of charisma in his own boots, who managed to pawn or have his belt stolen from someone else… Thunder Knuckles, the man who makes trailer trashy people look like they aren’t human compared to him… and last but certainly least is Bobby Bourbon… one half of trailer trash who makes drunken people look like shit.

All four of these B.O.B people, are the same people who think that it’s 1997 again with how they are operating things within their own little bWo show. As noble as it is and even down right great, doesn’t mean it’ll blend over to the Woodstock crowd who rather see another team not always dominating their own show. I’m shocked that Eric Bischoff didn’t sign off with Theo and attempted a 83 Week streak against Warfare or Savage, knowing that it’ll be stale before people would want to change the channel to something else better than seeing BOB shit.

So heed my last words BOB, while you may think that you are stronger and better then any other team in this thing, doesn’t mean that you have any grit or heart to work as team. Me and the three team players, Besty, Lycana and a mystery man with Slim personality will rock your foundation to its core.

It’s time for Estrada’s Angel to reign supreme as a unit that even Charlie would be proud off at the end of this shit.”

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