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Eric: You good enough to do this?
Ataxia:...
Eric: Look if you don't do this it's fine but I only have the feed for a little while.
Ataxia: Eric...I'm sorry you had to see that.
Eric: You had a nervous breakdown. Hell I had one when my wife told me she was pregnant.
Ataxia: Really?
Eric: Well we...we lost our first. It almost ended our marriage. We had to go to consouling. We had just finally gotten back to being somewhat happy and well I was worried. I was happy when she told me and then I just started crying. Yeah I know. Picture me crying. My wife thought I was upset at her but it wasn't that at all. I was afraid things were going to go bad again and that we weren't going to be together afterwards. I mean they happen man. It shouldn't get you down.
Ataxia: I've only had three. Including that one.
Eric: See. Happens to everyone.
Ataxia: The first one was when I killed a man.
Eric: What...
Ataxia: Self defense. I was a kid. Had to shoot him in the face.
Eric:...Dude.
Ataxia: The last one was last year when the federation I had worked for closed because of a fool's ego. I lost my mind. I had been suicidal before then but at that point no one was there to stop me from actually doing it but me. I hate guns. Always have since that incident but I still have a old service revolver that belonged to my grandfather. It works still. I decided to play Russian Roulette.
Eric: Well obviously you didn't “win”.
Ataxia: I filled up each cartridge.
Eric: So you played with six bullets.
Ataxia: Yep.
Eric: So you didn't fire.
Ataxia: I pulled the trigger twelve times.
Eric:...so why are you still alive.
Ataxia: The firing pin missed the primer on each bullet twice. I started laughing. I couldn't save my “home”. I lost my wife and kids. I lost everything that should have mattered and I couldn't even kill myself right. That's when I went to Mexico and got wasted. Had to get out of here.
Eric: That sucks man. So what happened till you got in GCWA.
Ataxia: Got you hooked eh?
Eric: I'm a sucker for a origin story.
Ataxia: Well I crashed with some friends down there who are promoting Lucha. I never did high flying before. In fact I hate high fliers. I use to eat them for breakfast. So I spent some time teaching. Then I got a call from my brother. My goddaughter had been killed. That night I didn't get drunk. I didn't smoke. I went back home. I went to the funeral. I was actually nice to my family which scared them. Then I went back to Mexico. That day I bought this mask.
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Ataxia: That night was when Ataxia was born. I hoped into a open battle royal and I won. I won by completely emerceing myself into this identity. The strangest thing happened. I was just in this for a fight. I just wanted to make someone hurt like I always did. That was until the match was over and the ref rose my hand. I heard it. Cheers.
Eric: This whole being a good guy thing got to you huh?
Ataxia: Have you ever been hated.
Eric: Yeah it's called high school. Everyone is hated.
Ataxia: Have you ever had a death threat happen and you welcomed the idea?
Eric: No...but I was late with the money for the electric bill once and the wife threatened to kill my sex life.
Ataxia: AHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Eric: See your laughing. That's good.
Ataxia: