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Reggie's Hart Tape 2: A New Thing Called Solitario.
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Reggie Estrada Offline
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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08-11-2021, 04:23 PM


[A week passed by, and Reggie is back home in his apartment, laying on the bed while just looking at the ceiling as the sunlight almost faded out his window. It appears that he was laying in bed, and staying in the house due to his revelation from his former daughter, who left him behind in San Diego. As the days pasted by, he had a gun he pulled from his drawer he had thoughts to committing suicide, but there was a moment when he had a phone call from JB who called to check on him. Then about a day later, Reggie was at a local therapist that JB had set up the appointment with over the phone, as Reggie was inside this office where he was sitting across from a lady who looked like Helen Mirren, she then jots down some stuff he said as Reggie was talking.]

Reggie: Well my life was rough so to speak, being an immigrant from Mexico is harsh for me. I had to leave behind my home due to a fire, and my parent’s not making it out alive. I was like six or seven years old crossing that border with my second cousins who were apart of some gang.

Therapist: Do you think that contributes to a feeling of being a failure?

Reggie: Well, I’ve been a failure since I was a kid, being bullied, teased, and dealing with being discriminated due to my ethnicity. It’s like I am walking on egg shells when I was growing up, I didn’t have too many friends besides a few, I am a loner by choice.

Therapist: Well Reggie, I want to ask you a question about that night you almost wanting to commit suicide with the gun that you hid in the drawer, why did you hide it away?

Reggie: To tell you the truth, that gun was used for protection against people who want to try me. But, I didn’t know that I wanted to turn it into myself, I just got too much shit going on to explain.

Therapist: Okay Reggie, let’s break it down… so, you established that before you moved to Baltimore, you lived in San Diego and rolled with a gang. The Azteca’s 402 Posse… isn’t that right?

[Reggie then looked hesitant to answer that question, but he silently nods as she continues to speak to him.]

Therapist:You told me your old running friend… Hernandez… was the one who set you up against the police for a botched raid at a bank all those years ago. He left you in prison, but due to the status of your involvement send you to a county jail. Do you think that’s the main reason why you are alone, due to a mistrusting friend?

[Reggie then puts his head down, but he then tries to not grit his teeth over what his “friend” did to him, so he then holds his head up and he look at her directly in the eyes.]

Reggie: Yes, that’s the reason… don’t get me wrong, I want to be around people… but I just can’t trust anyone. Not even my own daughter, oh did I tell you I had a daughter?

[Therapist eyes widen up to that fact he said, and she finds a new sheet of notebook paper to jot down some more information.]

Therapist: No you didn’t how’s that going on?

Reggie: Put it bluntly… she left me behind… that’s all I can say on it, that’s why my boy JB set me up to meet with you. He was worried about me.

Therapist: Well you aren’t alone now, aren’t you?

Reggie: I guess so, but… I just realized it was time for me to leave, isn’t close to 6pm?

[Then the therapist looks into a watch and noticed it was 6pm on her watch, and she escorts him out of the office. Then Reggie was outside of the therapist office, where he was taking in the summer heat, as he walks around the area; he see’s kids playing with their parents, which causes him put his head down. As he walks down a residential area, he see’s a girl scout troop marching down the street with their cookies on their wheelbarrow. As each one of them were counting their money, one of them spots Reggie as soon he tries to fast walk away from them. Then the catch up to him, and they each pull up a flavor of cookies for him to choose.]

Reggie: Uh… i’m not interested in the cookies, i’ll be off no—

Girl Scout #1: Please sir, can’t you just spare us some change for the good cause? We’ll leave you alone if you buy one of your cookies!

Reggie: You see, i’m hella broke at the moment, and I just wanted to—

[Then we see one of the girl scouts whispering among themselves and their eyes widen to notice it was that wrestler guy from XWF. Then some of them start throwing their cookies at him, as he was trying to deflect them.]

Reggie: Hey what’s going on here?!?!

Girl Scout #5: We want you to have our cookies for FREE! That’s why we are throwing them at you!… I am a HUGE fan of yours!

Girl Scout #2: Me too!

[Then it just turns into a “i’m a fan of him” between the girls, as he picks up two boxes of Girl Scout cookies, and he slips away from them without a trace. As he walks back to his apartment, he enters the building and see’s a kid crying on the stairs. He wanted to come up to the kid, but stayed away as he enters his apartment door. He gets to his couch, but before he relax he hears a knock on the door, and he opens it to that there was no one there. He closes it, and sits on the couch and his phone blows up to see JB calling him.]

JB: Hey Reg, you alright man?… How did that lady I set you up with go?

Reggie: It was alright pretty much, I might seek her more often when I have the time. I got so much shit on my mind, it’s ridiculous to say the least.

JB: Yeah man, what you told me earlier when you got back worried me, I guess we’re better off not having any baby mama dramas with kids in the mix huh?

Reggie: Tell me about it, maybe it’s best to live out my days solo dolo… be a bird… or something like that.

JB: Hol’ up anit you with Sophia?

Reggie: Nope, we called it off… she was to busy getting Duke’d up by other dudes. The last thing she said to me was.. “Reg, you aren’t who i’m lookin for”… and I hung up with the quickness.

JB: Bros befo hoes… ya feel me? Anyways, don’t let shit get you down, go out there and find some hobbies outside the wrestling shit, didn’t you tell me you like to dance?

Reggie: Yeah I did, oh yeah I recommended y’all to that salsa dance thing awhile ago. How did you and T liked it?

JB: Oh man, it was pretty fun… we almost got lucky to get in dem drawls but nah. But anyways man, I want you to be happy and find something to occupy yourself away from the bullshit. Oh yeah, good luck next Warfare.

Reggie: Thanks bruh man, you have a goodnight.

[Then after JB signals his goodnight, Reggie then hangs up the phone. He then open some Girl Scout cookies to eat while watching TV, then he pulls up his phone after seeing a ad for an app called “GroupMeetUp”, which he randomly downloads and finds some local outings in the area. Then it simply fades off.]






“At first I thought I was alone in my own struggle, but with a beacon of hope, I dug myself out of my own self pity and manage to get new perspective, even if I had to finesse come cookies from some girl scouts in the process. I’ll admit, I wanted to take my own life when I got back to Baltimore, but I knew that it wouldn’t be ideal. I’m low-key a depressed son of a bitch, but even I know that pulling a trigger wouldn’t solve a damn thing for this chico like myself. I been a fighter for all my days, and it’s not going to stop anytime soon, oh no.

It’s just the new start for me in my journey of happiness.

It’s time to see a new pathway for myself, and get rid of the negative pass that roams in my soul and mind. Nobody has to like or even hate me, they just got to appreciate for being honest with my intentions. I could have said, fuck this whole entire Hart Championship match and let Papi Thaddy just steamroll himself to retain. Let him and his fans cheer him for one last time, until he ends up pulling a Austin/McMahon handshake to the crowd of none. I could have just not have said a word to him on it, and let him and his sweetheart Dolly get the time to shine. At the end of the day, he’s more or less over even if he does decide to get a “new haircut” so to speak.

I could break Kay Fabien in the face, and expose how much of a fraud he is, but I won’t go there.

What I can say is that, no matter the outcome on my end, I will promise to myself and to those who either support or loathe me; that I will beat the ever loving dog shit out of Papi Thaddy out of his gucci boots that Vinnie Lane had gifted him at some retreat years ago. I am bullshitting, but I like to probe those to place a large emphasis of being true to myself. To me, if I was a younger man in my mid to late 20s, I would be bitching about not having a fair shake in wrestling and how much politics that plays on who gets that piece of that pie, that cherry pie that gotten staler then a Madison Dyson Nazi sex tape.

Now I seen it before, and it would much better for your eyes to see me destroy Thaddeus on Warfare.

I don’t really care if I don’t walk out as the champion, since I know deep down in my soul that materialistic things like a belt wouldn’t make me happy. It’d be nice to have it, and be able to prove to the masses that it is possible to be a champion. I wish, that I could be a multi time Hart Champion and go toe to toe with the best of the best, but I anit no Owen or a Bret so…i’m more of the Ken Shamrock to his own Owen/Bret combo heading into this thing. If it wasn’t in the ring, but in the Hart Dudgeon in the cold Canadian air, then stretching you would be a fun experience for me to torture you with.

But overall Thaddeus Duke, you can make the fans believe in your faith you won’t turn your back on them and reign supreme… or have them physically turn their backs on you like what they did in a TNA PPV a decade ago… no matter what you do in that ring, just know that I will make sure to have these fans sway for an underdog like myself, be damnend if I am affiliated with the notorious THUGS, they will see me as the man who won’t pull a turncoat on them and see me as the People’s Champion once our affair is over on Warfare.”

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