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Reggie Estrada · (02-21-2026)

[During Reg’s down time, he joins a local tekken fighting tournament event in downtown Tijuana, he’s been putting time there with other players. One night, he was at a bar at the strip, drinking alone and thinking about his past life in America. After one of his drinking sessions was done, he ended up seeing someone from the club he’s in. Its a scrawny, punk kid in his late teens who managed to score a shot of tequila from the bar person. Then the kid sees Reggie at the tables alone, nursing his drink and he decides to come up to him.]

Kid: Ay chonda estas nos drinkos?

Reg: Pasa de chula done drinks alones.

Kid: Why are you alone?

Reg: What’s there to say, mi livos nos gratas muy buien. Aren’t you old enough to drink?

Kid: No es mi papi jaja, mi does whamenta!

Reg: Fair enough kid, wait aren’t you in that local tekken joint?

Kid: Ah yes, you must have the handle _hortcha99?

Reg: Yep, and your Luiz_G20s_x as well?

[Then the kid sits across from Reggie, and he looked to the side of the bar as if he didn’t want to be disturbed, but he noticed the kid was trying to get his attention.]

Luiz: Reggie, don’t you do lucha libre en la Gomaza district?

Reg: How do you know about that?

Luiz: Word travels fast, i swore i saw your face on one of those posters near the junction del arena one time.

[Reg then nods his head in silence, as he drinks his cup. Then Luiz pulls out his iphone to look up Reggie, and finds out that he was involved in XWF.]

Luiz: Ay yola donsta en la ring en el XWF? My grandfather and mother loved that american style of lucha libre!

Reg: I mean muy bien and all, but somethin about that style has gone south with me. Mi no expressos en la americano lucha libre.

Luiz: Then find it again, hortcha99!... i can’t wait to tell mi amigos about you!

[Reggie stops him, and hands him a fist full of pesos to keep quiet about his identity.]

Reg: Mira, no le cuentes a nadie sobre mí. Intento pasar desapercibido. Nos vemos en el centro.

[Then Luiz see’s the wads full of pesos, as Reggie leaves the establishment. Few hours later, he was reading his novella book, he get’s a phone call from JB on his landline which he answers.]

JB: Reggie, what’s up?

Reg: You know me, chillin and reading a book.

JB: What’s the new book this time?

Reg: “How to be anonymous” by Hector Freezo. I have so much fun not having anyone know me from the ring. I even had one teen kid knowing about my ring shit.

JB: What’s wrong with that? I’d kill to have anyone recognize me in the ring!... nah, i feel you though. Did you order a new mask that we designed on zoom that week ago?

Reggie: Yeah, its in the mail somewhere. Tijuana’s postal service is slow as shit, but i was thinking on that idea. The three of us don our old mask, and have someone be the mouthpiece for us. Feel the kayfabe alive again, what do you think?

JB: I might have to talk to Tommy about it, but I'm down with that idea. Although, without my metal mask I'm Johnathan Blackstone, a rec owner, teacher and the likes. But that rustic mask, oh that’s where my madvilliany senses comes to life. Mouthpiece?... man, ill do the talkin for us, unless you know someone in your area who got they papers right.

Reg: Papers?... man, you fuckin with ICE or somethin in B-Mo? It isn’t like you care about the laws and shit.

JB: Mane, im talkin about the cheese mane, i get pulled over almost every month by some fed for some bullshit… yeah, I might have done some corner dealin shit but that's behind me. Look, imma hit you up later, got a call from some fashion company. We will discuss plans movin’ forward in the fed.

Reg: Peace mane.

[From there, Reggie resumes his book into the night until he falls asleep. The next morning, he’s awake in bed, smelling burnt bacon and eggs. As he opens his window sill, he hears someone cooking in his kitchen, and he goes to see one of his one night stands, named Maria, who was in her late 50s with a body like Sofia Vergara in her dress, damn near burning the apartment.]

Reg: Maria, what the hell are you doing?

Maria: Ay Papi, i wanted to surprise you…but…

Reg: Almost burnt my apartment… ay chacia no momentos!

Maria: Mira, anoche conseguí tu llave de repuesto debajo de tu alfombra. No quería despertarte, así que dormí en el sofá, ¡y ahora estoy aquí!

Reg: No no cocina en mi kitchen, don’t you have houses to sell today? I thought you wanted to end it between us?

Maria: Do you understand a woman my age wants a man like you? Ever since that day you rang me up at Costco…. Oooh, papi!

Reg: Well i don’t work there no more, so i guess that spark is dead right.

[Then she tosses out the burned food into the trash, and she decides to call up her personal limo driver to pick them up from his apartment. Reggie was tryin to air out the smoke with a fan into the window, as she fixed her hair.]

Maria: Our ride is coming in 20 minutes, so get ready imma spoil you today.

Reg: Nah mamacita i–

[She grabs Reggie’s cheek in a tender way.]

Maria: Insisto, quiero comprarte ropa nueva. O me gustan los hombres desnudos, o los hombres con el mejor traje. Oh our ride is here, ill see you down!

[As Maria heads out, he’s in the process of getting himself prepped for the day with Maria. They spent all day with one another, at fancy places and bars with elite Mexican people who Reggie wouldn’t even associate with. Then night comes, and the limo stops by his apartment complex, she waves goodbye, and leaves the place as Reggie got into his apartment complex with bags of clothing. He puts them in his closet, as a way of showing respect without wearing them. He decides to pull out his old tripod, and record himself speaking.]

Reg: Now, here i go being the deuce bigalow of mexico, the main difference is that it isn’t for the money. I already whore myself out for minium wages, so i guess im not to far off that path. Now, here i am thinking about going up to Canada for a street fight against a clown. I guess, i have managed to piss off the right culos for them to put me on first since March Madness is taking over. I could have joined the circuit, and become the first eve Afro-Latino King of XWF, but honestly i don’t need to have that distinction since it’s all down to people who aren’t my color. Besides that, triple threats aren’t much my thing unless i do the dirt and cheat to win. To keep it 100, this street fight isn’t much of a threat to me. I been in the streets for so long, that the idea of being confined in a ring, in the outdoors seems like a new concept to me. Ennui Clown doesn't know what to expect of this situation.

I don’t fear clowns, and Ennui isn’t going to be the one to start it. Maybe, ill be pennywise and have Ennui float onto that wagon wheel into the ditch somewhere, that even Gene Simmons would want to dig up and claim it doesn't deserve to be in Rock N’ Roll Hall of Fame. Yes, im aware hip hop and rock n roll are two different shit, but unlike Gene.. there’s only going to be one person standing on that field. No clown make up, clown shoes, clown car, clown anything will stop me from beating the ever loving shit out of Ennui.

Even if it’s reincarnated Matt Bourne underneath the make up doesn’t stop me from doing what I want, when I want. I know from the day I volunteered to sign up for a show in Warfare before the big ol March Madness circuit; I knew from the jump, that I'm going to make sure that Clowns R’ US troupe dies in that ring, with no confetti or blaze of glory…

Just broken bones, and a beep horn shoved up your tailpipe, that you’d be sounding like Car from Aqua Teen Hunger Force, when he became a clown. The only thing I don't get is the ability to freeze you in place and shatter you into millions of pieces, so you don’t spread your clown disease in the fed.

La verdad es que no importa si gano o pierdo contra un payaso como tú. Lo que importa es poder pelear contigo y demostrar mi valía en la empresa. Como dije, puede que no sea el rey de XWF, pero soy el príncipe de lo extremo. Te garantizo que, al final, saldré de Canadá como quien expulsó al payaso de esta empresa para siempre.

[From that point it fades off into the logo.]

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