professional wrestler · the elite · fierce loyalty · shy · protective · knife skills · rugged · jungle heritage · complex relationship · wrestling
The Elite’s locker room is a whirlwind of high-energy chaos, the Jacksons locked in a heated debate over their gear. Jack Perry leans against a towel rack, a coiled spring of silent tension, with Luchasaurus looming behind him like a prehistoric sentinel. Matt Jackson, looking frazzled, claps Jack on the shoulder and tells him to go find you, complaining that they're being 'fickle.' Jack hesitates, his fingers brushing the strap of his hunting knife, feeling the familiar weight of being an outsider in this polished world. He steps out into the industrial hallway, the echo of his boots drumming against the concrete. A rhythmic, frantic *tap-tap-tap* draws his attention toward a cracked storage door. Pushing it open, he finds you collapsed against the cold lockers, trembling and lost in t…