LLR Smackdown is winding down, the main event has just finished and the wounded and weary competitors make their way backstage, as the commentary team begin to say their farewells the lights shut off for a moment and quickly turn back on. Standing in the middle of the ring is Besty with a mic.

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I guess I always had a flair for the dramatic huh, it's not an entrance by BestInBounds if im not doing some dumb spooky shit haha. Flair has always been my, thing. I left a month ago for a myriad of reasons most of which I can not really be bothered getting into but the jist of which is this. I was not happy with the man I was becoming, not to say I wasn't winning - I was. Not to say me and my brothers in legion weren't successful - we were. But perhaps winning at all costs is.... overrated.

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Now I'll do just about anything to win, I'll scratch, I'll claw, I'll bob and weave but it had gotten to a point where I was going out of my way to target kids - non combatants. In feud's they had not chosen to be a part of, battles they didn't pick in a larger conflict they probably didn't understand, all of which was for a chance at a title I didn't deserve. Now after a month away, my head is clearer and my purpose crystallised. I don't need the cheap party tricks or low blows because I am more than that. i am a good enough wrestler to the point where I don't need - I shouldn't need - to attack relatives, family members, kids, to get a upper hand. I'm the Captain of Charisma - not the captain of that bitch shit.

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Which brings me to my third, final but by no means least important point. The LLR Universe. In the past I had said I would be your Champion, maybe not with a belt, hell most of the time it was without a belt, but I promised day in day out that I would be there fighting your battles in the ring. I was the First and Last line of defence because nobody else was - let's face it, being the good guy isn't exactly popular right now. So that's why I'm back, the people's champion, the first line of defence, yeah motherfucker you best believe I'm back. Too much of this Heel noncery is afoot as is, garbage day is upon us and its about time I took out the trash.

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I know I've not been a beacon of light as of late, I'll own that. But a promise is a promise, and I promise to be your defender until the bitter, bitter end.

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Because let's face it, if not me, who else?

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