As such, I would like to make the offer to become my partner to three individuals.
The first offer goes to MajinZidane... well, it goes to Boko. Boko, few people have reached the summit you find yourself at. You were the first grand slam champion. You were the first King of the Board. You were a first-ballot Hall of Famer. There is literally nothing left for you to accomplish, you have held tag gold before and will perhaps do so again.
But I want you to look at yourself. You are a Hall of Famer, and where does Tom Bombadil have you? Playing around in the Lightweight division with scrubs and rookies so green they don't know how to put on their tights without help. Boko I was in the very first Lightweight title match with you, and even then you were beyond the division. The fact that you are not the first Lightweight champion is only because some scrub whose name I can't remember cheated to defeat you. Tom Bombadil fears you, Boko. He fears your abilities and he fears the fact that the people love you so much. You are allowing yourself to be trapped, Boko. Whether you accept my offer or not I beg you - I beg you - please act as your caliber deserves. You should be main eventing PPV's, not fighting against the likes of XIII_Rocks and Ayvuir.
The second offer goes to Dante. I am well aware you are retired, and on the booking team. As such you should know first hand the inanity of Tom Bombadil and how he is ruining this league. You have held Tag gold more then anybody else, Dante. I would ask you to hold it one more time.
Plus I...would very much appreciate if you would help. I - looked up to you in my younger days. I remember watching starry eyed as you become the Middleweight champion for the first time. I wanted nothing more to be like you when I was a lightweight battling the likes of SuperAngelo and that...jobber...guy that beat Boko what was his name? It really does escape me.
Er, I ramble again. Dante, I know beyond most others that you are capable. And I need someone capable by my side if I am going to accomplish what I set out to do.
And the last offer goes to...
edwardsdv
edwards, you and I have had our differences in the past. I got you fired from the league for god knows how long. You have every right to despise me for the hell I put you through.
But, for what it's worth, I need somebody that I can trust. I do not trust you to not hate me, because that would be despite myself. I trust you because I know your capabilities. I knew them when you first stepped foot in the ring. I watched as you began learning at an astonishing rate. It reminded me...well, of myself.
I - well. Um.
Oh damn I'm just going to say it.
I feared you. I feared you and what you could become. You were rising up the ranks of the UCA far faster then I did and could ever hope to do. I saw in your eyes the youthful vigor that I had lost combined with greater technical abilities then I could ever hope for, and I felt backed into a corner. I cannot make any excuses for my actions, because they are none. They were petty and selfish and I cringe thinking about them.
But I need somebody I can trust. And that is a very short list. And...you are on that list. I would be eternally grateful if you would at least consider my offer.
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I thought something like this would happen, and had a skull implanted in my forehead!