Three times in my life, I have faced the threat of a shutdown. These three times alone have I seen someone attempt to bring everything I’ve worked so hard for to a grinding halt.
The first was early on in my rise as Tycoon. Old farts that couldn’t stomach my methods, that insisted that their way was the only way. They held an iron grip to their antiquated ideas, not once noticing the scars it left on their hands as a result.
They realized far too late that I knew exactly what I was talking about…and by then, I’d already taken over as the rule of the roost. Their outdated methodology received the backlash it deserved, and I sent them away…celebrating the rise of a new era.
The second occurrence came from a new generation all its own, bright-eyed young’uns who thought a changing of the guard was necessary. They saw me as the same type of threat as those before me, some old man to be put out of his misery…but I showed them I could adapt. Try as they might, they couldn’t put this geezer down…and they suffered the consequences for their foolish attempt to usurp my position.
The third instance was delivered unto me by the woman that took everything I had. My power, my wealth, my family…gone in an instant. She thought she succeeded where others failed, by having me arrested for crimes not mine…and thrown into Deathrow for the blood that never stained my hands.
And yet, here I stand…a man freed from his shackles. Not even the darkest corner of Arcadia could keep ol’ Roddy down for long, and I have a chance for revenge. Just as those old curmudgeons felt my wrath, just as those impressionable fools dealt with my retaliation…so too will anyone who stands in my way now.
Standing alongside my brothers and sisters, I rise up from the very depths of Deathrow…and I take back what belongs to me. My reputation, my power, my honor. Olympus has seen what we are capable of, and OSW is about to feel the full brunt of The Uprising as we shut down the ways of yore…and put a stop to those who would stand in our way.
No one is safe from what’s to come. The champions of OSW, all the way to the new blood, will find out just how dangerous we can be…and I have my eye on one poor soul in particular. Cathaoirleach, the watchful observer, will end up seeing his own downfall by the hand of the Tycoon. There will be no one to save you, no one lifting a finger to come to your aid…because they know better.
I did not suffer this much to let an opportunity of this magnitude slip from my fingers. I will make the most of what Hera has offered me, a chance to start fresh…a chance to be a part of the Uprising family.
And it’s all about family, in the end.