It Is Time.

[thecrazedanarchist]

The time finally draws near for Anarchy to ensue. I've made many claims thus far and only one has held true. The only one that matters. I will get my chance at Mr. Orson. 

  At the Massive Melee, I step into that ring against a man of no conviction. A man who has spent years trying to find himself. Against a man who gave in to the pressures of hiding. Hiding behind the facade that he is a true force. Hiding behind that silly mask.   

But you have a mask, Mr. Anarchy. That's right kids, I do. This is the face of my desires and methods. This is the face of what I want you to see. This mask resembles Anarchy. This mask resembles truth and fiction. It symbolizes what fate is in store for Mr. Orson.

On Monday I faced off against Mr. Dismiss and he bested me. Kudos to him. 

He felt the need to try and "whip me into shape" based on what title I was going for. My path is not his concern. His concern should be focused towards the man who beat him down afterwards. And his concern should be towards the Melee.   

I have spoken my lack of desire to compete in the Melee and will not take part in the fray. However I will take my rightful seat at the top of the Cross Hemisphere division. Mr. Orson your time as champion draws to an end. And on this fateful night, you will understand why I chose you.

I know you are a feeble minded man who pushes everyone away, such as Mr. Klaus, Mr. Rydell, Mr. Ichabod, even Ms. Morgan... oh what a powerful woman she is. A shame she had an off night, but it happens to everyone once in a while. Back on track. Mr. Orson, you are the only focus I have. 

The beauty behind this is you don't think I am deserving of this title shot. You don't think I am deserving of a match with you. For so long, you wrote me off and blew me off. You tried so hard to avoid Anarchy, but you could not. Do you think this was an accident? My gripes and complaining were all for show. 

I see Mr. Ichabod finally confessed to what he did to your studio and provided you with something better, so to speak. Unfortunately for you, I took care of that one too. And left you a little parting gift. Think of it as a way of showing you, that I'm not fucking around anymore. Why? Well, you are a man who I have set out to destroy. You are a man who deserves to be destroyed. And in time, you will find out why. A true architect never reveals his true plans until it is time.

You ignored me. You blew me off. I attacked you countless times and made my intentions clear, yet still you ignored me. Finally it took. You embarrassed me in front of the world against Mr. Tacker, by drinking coffee in the absolute weirdest way possible. For that I applaud you, but for that you shall pay. Anarchy doesn't sleep nor does it take a break. And neither will I, when it comes to obliterating you.

To be quite frank, nothing will please me more than showing you what...who is under this mask. My reasons are valid. My goal is valid and true. What else is true, is that when you leave the Massive Melee, you will be empty handed. You will find yourself left with nothing. I will take everything you have worked so hard to achieve, and rip it right out of your hands.

The true definition of Anarchy is as follows: a state of disorder due to the absence of government or the nonrecognition of authority. Mr. Orson, it is quite clear that I do not recognize any authority. The government is there. That sorry excuse for a governing body... Oh how I hate them. However, I do not hate them as much as I hate you.

The powers that be did do me a solid by granting this shot against you. I am rather excited for it. I have to applaud their decision, even though I would normally ignore it. They gave me everything I have demanded, because I deserve it. The people deserve it. I deserve it. You deserve the beating coming your way.

At the Massive Melee, you will enter a world you are unfamiliar with. You will enter into my world. The world of Anarchy and chaos. A world of true disorder and dysfunction. The authority has made it a regular singles match, despite every plea I have put in to change it. Alas, there are things I need to pay attention to. No matter, the chance to get my hands on you, to rip off that stupid mask and drop you on your face... to take that title from you... Nothing would give me a greater pleasure.

Prepare yourself, Mr. Orson. The end of the line awaits you at the Massive Melee. The end of your role as Cross Hemisphere Champion is here. I am your worst nightmare, and I will be the UGWC Cross Hemisphere Champion. The entire wrestling world will be rocked to it's foundation after I win. Wait 'til they get a load of me.

Anarchy reigns supreme.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Well The Anarchist certainly is confident of his chances, isn't he?

You've made it clear since The Anarchist's debut that he, ironically, had a plan and an aim, and that was The Cross-Hemisphere CHampionship. You've certainly put a lot of effort into succeeding.

On an aside I love the fact that he, an admitted Anarchist, still has the manners to address his enemies and opponents as Mr or Mrs, I lik someone who is polite enough to follow rules of decorum.

[Eden Morgan]

The Anarchist is definitely a single-minded and determined individual. It feels really personal between TCA and Orson, like it isn't just about the CH title, though that does play a definite role.

I do feel like this particular entry didn't quite have the oomph or "punching through" as it were that I expected, but it was true to the Anarchy character and his goals. Good luck!

[The Greater Evil]

I'm intrigued by the declarations that he's someone that Holden knows, even though no one knows who he is. I'm waiting to see who he really is should that big reveal take place. His sense of entitlement towards the Cross-Hemisphere Championship has always been interesting to me and now he gets to put his anarchy where his mouth is. Do we get to see a really long feud with Holden come from this once he reveals himself, win or lose?

['The Indestructible' Ichabod]

I'm really looking forward to this reveal and getting some questions answered.