Lucky for the fed, I seem to be in a match every card. I'm the only thing keeping us from going completely under these days, with the constant decimation of my competition and my perfect showmanship.
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ONLY FIVE CAN LADDER. Sushi, kamikaze, fujiyama, nippon-ichi...
The last few months I have been considering a return to the UCA. You see, when I returned I saw that the league was in shambles. Extreme shambles. I'm surprised it's still around, to be honest. Attendance is down, workers are putting on shoddy matches, and the booking is positively atrocious. It did not take me long to assess the source of this problem - One Thomas J. Bombadil.
So I sat, and my task was clear - quite simply, restore the UCA to a state of health, if not it's former glory. This was no simple task, of course, and one worthy to spend time on. I probably sent a solid...twenty seconds thinking about it. Quite a long time, I know.
The first solution was a simple one, and one I considered - forcefully take control of the league. It would not be difficult in the slightest. One with my in-ring abilities, charisma, and ability to book competently would be able to utterly destroy Tom Bombadil within a manner of weeks. But this would not do. You see, the easy way out is rarely the correct one, and I quickly rejected this idea. Namely because it would not work out - Tom Bombadil is well aware his booking is incompetent. Or at least he should be, he's been told so since about day...three. Taking the league from him would drive away the few workers still loyal to the league that have been drinking Bombadil's koolaid, and the league simply would not survive this.
So I began pursuing the list of the UCA master file and drank in my vast and many accomplishments for inspiration. It's a legends thing, perhaps you should try it some time, and I discovered something interesting.
You see, Tom Bombadil coholds the record for the longest ever UCA Tag Team reign.
And like that, everything become clear. What do you do when a child misbehaves? It's rather simple.
Take away his favorite toy.
So my solution found, there was a caveat to this plan. A rather major one. You see, throughout my UCA experience I have always been...well, alone. Even when I was a "member" of a stable it was only because they slapped their name onto me to add my list of notable accomplishments to theirs. I didn't care so I did not refuse. But I have never been a part of a tag team, nor have I ever depended on anyone but myself. It was...rather arrogant, looking back on it, but the past is the past and we all make mistakes.
So now I find myself with a crusade to accomplish, yet no old allies to turn to. As such, Tom Bombadil you should listen I'm giving you a few free match booking you can thank me later, over the next few weeks I would like to test out a few tag team partners. Whichever one I find most suitable will become my partner in the battle to save the UCA's credibility. Of course my offer is that, an offer. I am commanding no one to do anything. I have no need of an unwilling participant, and if I have to I will break Tom Bombadil's tag record alone. But...such a thing would be more difficult perhaps then I could bear.
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I thought something like this would happen, and had a skull implanted in my forehead!
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!
I took your wallet too, if you haven't noticed yet.
(If anybody's curious about the list of tag teams by reign length for some reason, I have it. Might be a few numbers off since I can't add correctly but eh whatever.)
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I thought something like this would happen, and had a skull implanted in my forehead!
In fact, if Bolo himself does not capitalize on these many free matches leading to a PPV showdown between myself, Boko, and Eddv, Ruin will surely do so
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boring and mundane signature Now with more bold!Less Italics due to bold