Post by Ulf Hednir on May 28, 2018 0:32:27 GMT
Inside of a training facility, Ulf Hednir was lunging his arms forward--first the left and then the right--to connect with a punching bag that was in front of him. Sweat dripped down from his forehead. His face crinkled as the thoughts raced through his mind and what he had to look forward to as he was preparing for the Joker in the Pack match, one of the biggest events each year and what would give him his golden opportunity to battle for the IWF World Championship and accomplish his goal. Accomplish his dream.
Jeg must be stronger…
Ulf thought to himself and he lunged forward to connect with another hard left that sent the punching bag swaying back. As it swung back in his direction he connected with a hard right jab that stopped the momentum of the swing.
Du er not good enough!
Ulf’s face this time cringed with that particular thought, as it was something that he seemed to constantly be battling. Something that people seemed to constantly try to tell him as a means to get into his head and drag him down, prevent him from relishing in his own strength and his own confidence knowing that he was fully capable of doing what only a handful of people could do. He could have walked out as the winner of the Roulette… he could have walked out as one of the two finalists for the Tag Team World Cup… he could have won Heir to the Throne. The list goes on of what he could have accomplished had he not let people penetrate his mind and make him think less of himself.
Du should not be here!
An even stronger shot to the punching bag comes in and his face cringes more, sneering and snarling… every negative comment coming to his mind.
Who are du? Hvat do du fight for? Er do good? Er do bad?
His own voice within the confines of his mind seemed to speak to himself in a mocking tone because of how tired he was of the finger pointing, and how tired he was of trying to justify himself to all of the people who have questioned his ethical behavior and doing what was right or what was wrong. When he aligned himself with the Council, when he came back with an attitude… he shook his head while still connecting with the punches. He was trying to shake the self doubt. He was trying to shake the questions and remain focus on what was ahead of him: just the punching bag. What he would have to do at Night of the Immortals. Focus on what was in front of him: Joker in the Pack.
Mistakes…
Ulf thought, thinking to what he has done within his short career. A whole lot of nothing because he allowed himself to be manipulated, but never felt a change. He even recalls that when he had returned he did not truly feel like himself but felt that it was worth a shot.
Jeg ha made mine.
He landed another strike to the punching bag.
Regrets?
The frustration built up inside of him as everything raced through his mind yet again: when he joined the Council and while he may have not agreed with their ideals he does recall that he made friends. When he was aggressive: it got him attention. Every step was made, and some paid off while others did not. It was all a learning experience. Heir to the Throne. Roulette. Joker in the Pack.
Jeg har ingen!
Something snapped within him and he lunged forward with one more hard left that ripped a hole into the punching bag and the sand came pouring down at Ulf’s feet. He just stood there watching the sand fall while his mind went forward to what was in front of him. To what mattered. Joker in the Pack.
Hven jeg returned to de IWF jeg had an attitude… jeg had an attitude because jeg thought det it was something worth trying. It was something that could get me somewhere if jeg could push de right buttons to get de right people to look in my direction og try to silence me. It did not take me very long to admit to min selv og admit to de fans det jeg made a mistake--allow me to clarify det jeg admitted a mistake, jeg did not state det jeg regretted de mistake det vas made.
Vith det being said: how long is it going to be for people to finally understand det jeg have admitted to de mistake og am looking to move forward from here? How long are they going to attempt to beat me up over it? Jeg am not really surprised by it… people have de tendency of ignoring facts det are staring dem directly in de face, ignoring (w)ords explicitly stated simply because…
It is easier to ignore. Dere kan bash, attack, claw, insult--anything og everything--so long as dere ignore de facts det are in front of dere!
But dis is not about det, if people do not want to give me de second chance: det is fine. Jeg do not care about de second chance coming from de locker room. De fans have spoken by giving me de second chance by cheering for me! Det is all det matters! Jeg ha forgiven min selv, jeg ha learned from min own mistakes og moved forward. Det is hvat matters!
Jeg kan come here… waste my breath… on everybody det is going to gå into de match. But det is not hvem jeg am: short og sweet. Let me give de rundown: Xavier Cross is min venn og a former ally in de Council. Dean Harper does not like me because jeg eliminated Devlin Raine in de Roulette, he was forced to team vith me for de World Cup og vi did not vin. Vi er not venn. He likely is going to be aiming for min head above everybody else because he is likely still bitter det jeg did retire Devlin Raine. Andrew Jacobsen is a former World Champion og an absolutely amazing athlete hvem is probably the favorite to gå ute as de vinner of de Joker in de Pack. Pax Stormcrow, jeg know nothing about but he does have a cool last name. Captain Thaddeus could be a pirate or on de U.S.S. Enterprise for all jeg know eller for all jeg care.
It does not matter hvem it is det is går to de ring vith me at Night of de Immortals for de Joker in de Pack match, it does not matter about their past… it does not matter about min past… all det is going to matter is det hven de bell rings all of us are looking for de ultimate prize. All of us are looking to gå ute as de vinner of de Joker in de Pack because all of us have our eyes on de biggest prize of dem all:
De IWF World Championship.
Whether det match be against Spike Kane eller God. Whether another one of de people det is going into de match earns an opportunity og vi cash in our prize for de Joker in de Pack hven neither man er holding de championship or not… det is hvat vi er fighting for.
Jeg ha spoken about min determination og vhy it ville carry me to vin in de past. Jeg thought det min determination vas enough to vinne de Roulette: it was not. Jeg thought min determination was enough to defeat Dean Harper: it was not. Jeg thought det min determination vas enough to vinne against Nighthawk.
De truth is det min determination is has not wavered!
But it has not been min benefit…
Jeg vant to vinne.
Jeg vant to be de IWF World Champion.
Jeg am going to have to go through some of de best competition det de IWF has to offer in de Joker in de Pack… it is not going to be an easy match. It is potentially more dangerous than de entire Roulette, hvor de Roulette had numerous possibilities of one random person getting a lucky elimination disse is going to have just de six of us. Jeg do not vant to talk down about min opponents despite any of our past.
Venner. Fiender.
Jeg vil do everything jeg can to ensure det it is min selv hvem går ute as de vinner of de Joker in de Pack… jeg vant to vinne more than anything. But jeg know det everyone hvem is stepping into disse match for de Joker in de Pack has just as much chance as jeg do to gå ute as de vinner. To be guaranteed a shot at de IWF World Championship.
Det is vhy all jeg vant to do at Night of de Immortals, besides vinne, is to go ute og have a great match. Vith everyone.
SkĂĄl!
Jeg must be stronger…
Ulf thought to himself and he lunged forward to connect with another hard left that sent the punching bag swaying back. As it swung back in his direction he connected with a hard right jab that stopped the momentum of the swing.
Du er not good enough!
Ulf’s face this time cringed with that particular thought, as it was something that he seemed to constantly be battling. Something that people seemed to constantly try to tell him as a means to get into his head and drag him down, prevent him from relishing in his own strength and his own confidence knowing that he was fully capable of doing what only a handful of people could do. He could have walked out as the winner of the Roulette… he could have walked out as one of the two finalists for the Tag Team World Cup… he could have won Heir to the Throne. The list goes on of what he could have accomplished had he not let people penetrate his mind and make him think less of himself.
Du should not be here!
An even stronger shot to the punching bag comes in and his face cringes more, sneering and snarling… every negative comment coming to his mind.
Who are du? Hvat do du fight for? Er do good? Er do bad?
His own voice within the confines of his mind seemed to speak to himself in a mocking tone because of how tired he was of the finger pointing, and how tired he was of trying to justify himself to all of the people who have questioned his ethical behavior and doing what was right or what was wrong. When he aligned himself with the Council, when he came back with an attitude… he shook his head while still connecting with the punches. He was trying to shake the self doubt. He was trying to shake the questions and remain focus on what was ahead of him: just the punching bag. What he would have to do at Night of the Immortals. Focus on what was in front of him: Joker in the Pack.
Mistakes…
Ulf thought, thinking to what he has done within his short career. A whole lot of nothing because he allowed himself to be manipulated, but never felt a change. He even recalls that when he had returned he did not truly feel like himself but felt that it was worth a shot.
Jeg ha made mine.
He landed another strike to the punching bag.
Regrets?
The frustration built up inside of him as everything raced through his mind yet again: when he joined the Council and while he may have not agreed with their ideals he does recall that he made friends. When he was aggressive: it got him attention. Every step was made, and some paid off while others did not. It was all a learning experience. Heir to the Throne. Roulette. Joker in the Pack.
Jeg har ingen!
Something snapped within him and he lunged forward with one more hard left that ripped a hole into the punching bag and the sand came pouring down at Ulf’s feet. He just stood there watching the sand fall while his mind went forward to what was in front of him. To what mattered. Joker in the Pack.
Hven jeg returned to de IWF jeg had an attitude… jeg had an attitude because jeg thought det it was something worth trying. It was something that could get me somewhere if jeg could push de right buttons to get de right people to look in my direction og try to silence me. It did not take me very long to admit to min selv og admit to de fans det jeg made a mistake--allow me to clarify det jeg admitted a mistake, jeg did not state det jeg regretted de mistake det vas made.
Vith det being said: how long is it going to be for people to finally understand det jeg have admitted to de mistake og am looking to move forward from here? How long are they going to attempt to beat me up over it? Jeg am not really surprised by it… people have de tendency of ignoring facts det are staring dem directly in de face, ignoring (w)ords explicitly stated simply because…
It is easier to ignore. Dere kan bash, attack, claw, insult--anything og everything--so long as dere ignore de facts det are in front of dere!
But dis is not about det, if people do not want to give me de second chance: det is fine. Jeg do not care about de second chance coming from de locker room. De fans have spoken by giving me de second chance by cheering for me! Det is all det matters! Jeg ha forgiven min selv, jeg ha learned from min own mistakes og moved forward. Det is hvat matters!
Jeg kan come here… waste my breath… on everybody det is going to gå into de match. But det is not hvem jeg am: short og sweet. Let me give de rundown: Xavier Cross is min venn og a former ally in de Council. Dean Harper does not like me because jeg eliminated Devlin Raine in de Roulette, he was forced to team vith me for de World Cup og vi did not vin. Vi er not venn. He likely is going to be aiming for min head above everybody else because he is likely still bitter det jeg did retire Devlin Raine. Andrew Jacobsen is a former World Champion og an absolutely amazing athlete hvem is probably the favorite to gå ute as de vinner of de Joker in de Pack. Pax Stormcrow, jeg know nothing about but he does have a cool last name. Captain Thaddeus could be a pirate or on de U.S.S. Enterprise for all jeg know eller for all jeg care.
It does not matter hvem it is det is går to de ring vith me at Night of de Immortals for de Joker in de Pack match, it does not matter about their past… it does not matter about min past… all det is going to matter is det hven de bell rings all of us are looking for de ultimate prize. All of us are looking to gå ute as de vinner of de Joker in de Pack because all of us have our eyes on de biggest prize of dem all:
De IWF World Championship.
Whether det match be against Spike Kane eller God. Whether another one of de people det is going into de match earns an opportunity og vi cash in our prize for de Joker in de Pack hven neither man er holding de championship or not… det is hvat vi er fighting for.
Jeg ha spoken about min determination og vhy it ville carry me to vin in de past. Jeg thought det min determination vas enough to vinne de Roulette: it was not. Jeg thought min determination was enough to defeat Dean Harper: it was not. Jeg thought det min determination vas enough to vinne against Nighthawk.
De truth is det min determination is has not wavered!
But it has not been min benefit…
Jeg vant to vinne.
Jeg vant to be de IWF World Champion.
Jeg am going to have to go through some of de best competition det de IWF has to offer in de Joker in de Pack… it is not going to be an easy match. It is potentially more dangerous than de entire Roulette, hvor de Roulette had numerous possibilities of one random person getting a lucky elimination disse is going to have just de six of us. Jeg do not vant to talk down about min opponents despite any of our past.
Venner. Fiender.
Jeg vil do everything jeg can to ensure det it is min selv hvem går ute as de vinner of de Joker in de Pack… jeg vant to vinne more than anything. But jeg know det everyone hvem is stepping into disse match for de Joker in de Pack has just as much chance as jeg do to gå ute as de vinner. To be guaranteed a shot at de IWF World Championship.
Det is vhy all jeg vant to do at Night of de Immortals, besides vinne, is to go ute og have a great match. Vith everyone.
SkĂĄl!
Well howdy there pardner.