Being a freelance Ninja Master has it's advantages, unfortunately none of them usually lead to an honest paycheck. After helping his turtle student's whip Shredder's ass for the 1,467,981st time, he realized it was time to move on. The pizza bills were piling up and the cable company was threatening to cut off service to the secret lair, even though they weren't quite sure where it was, if they didn't start paying their bill.

With the overwhelming need for money begining to weigh heavily on his soul, he sought answers that could only be found through deep meditation. For 7 years his body sat, barely alive, as his soul, his essence, scoured the universe in search of a solution to his problems.

Blood Bowl was the obvious choice. And upon contacting an administrator in Anguish Inc.'s Zen Dept., a meeting was arranged. A contract was ironed out including rights to the merchandising of figures of his likeness and those of his students and to television syndication.

With money no longer an issue he still feared for the lives of his students as Shredder was sure to return (and that blasted Michael Angelo was sure to screw something up that would lead to their demise). So Splinter ironed out a "behind-the-scenes" contract with Shredder directly to guarantee that Shredder would always come up "Just Short" of victory. With these plans laid out. Master Splinter was free to train and focus on playing Blood Bowl.