Post by Mike Laszlo on Jun 25, 2018 3:54:14 GMT
I get it, I really do, and it’s okay. You’re naive, and stupid, and you just couldn’t help but come out and interrupt me last week.
The scene opens and I’m sitting in one of the fold down seats in the Oracle Arena, facing the center of the court that would soon be turned into the ring and stage area for Bloody Assizes.
Ulf Hednir.
What have I done?
WHAT HAVE I DONE!?
I’ll tell you what I’ve done...more in a month that you’ve done in your entire freaking career. I mean, you ask who am I to demand a title shot, I ask, who the hell you think you are to even afford yourself the opportunity to breathe the same air as me.
I chuckle. The mere thought that this match is going to even take place, or even mean anything in the long run just being comical at this point given the sudden nature of the development.
I beat Steve Awesome...again. I took Bob to his limit and he knows that. So for you to come out and ask what I’ve done is simply comical and truly shows that you have no attention span whatsoever unless the events taking place involve you.
I chuckle again at the irony.
And people call me self-absorbed?
Ulf, you want to make a name for yourself, and you want to do so at my expense, and quite frankly, I admire the guts you have to at least target a bigger fish than say...Xavier Cross or even lower on the totem pole, Todd Williams. So now, you get exactly what you want. You’ll have to pay attention because the spotlight is on you now. The events that take place have a direct correlation on the direction in which your career goes from here on out.
Lose, and you fall back into obscurity, probably never to be heard from or cared about again. Win, and despite what others might have said about me in the past, it’s a big win. I’m a former Imperial Champion, Heir to the Throne, Extinction Event Winner, and Joker In the Pack holder. Despite how this may sound, and yes, you can interpret it as cockiness, I’m a big deal still.
The smug look on my face exudes confidence.
So think of this as charity Ulf. Think of it as me giving you this opportunity to prove yourself to the world. Let’s face it, I didn’t have to take this match, I have nothing to prove as the world knows that when it comes to putting on the best matches in that ring, I’m second to none. Wins and losses aside, I’m pound for pound the most talented person to step in that ring in this company, and you know it, and that is why you walked out and interrupted me on Sacrifice.
I point into the camera, a wily smirk on my face.
You though...you like that old time stuff, hell you’re a viking, so let’s look into one of the oldest sayings in the book and apply it to your situation, shall we?
Be careful what you wish for...you might just get it.
It fits so well Ulf, and it means the world. You want to make a name for yourself at my expense. You want to piss me off and interrupt me like you’re some sort of big shot. Well news flash Mr. Nobody.
I AM A BIG SHOT!
And I will not hesitate to smack you back down to the pits of despair from which you came.
I slide my hands through the air in front of me to mock the horizon of the IWF.
All this talk of demons and gods facing off, and little groups of gangs fighting one another over supremacy, the word apocalypse has been thrown around lately, and with the wish you’ve been granted Ulf, there is indeed an apocalypse coming, and it has nothing to do with the turf war or the re-enactment of a sci-fi television show within the confines of a wrestling ring, no. Instead, the apocalypse coming is the one that will destroy your career and leave it in every bit of ruins as the old viking ships your ancestors used to sail around in.
I stand in my seat.
Ulf, for you, the worst thing that could have happened, is me accepting this challenge. Now, I get to expose you for the fraud you are. Come Bloody Assizes, you’re getting in the ring with a man who is quite simply put the best, and I plan on showing you why with every punch, every hold, and a single knee to your damn face.
Maybe then...you’ll learn to respect those who are better than you, and maybe, just maybe, the next time you think about interrupting me...you’ll turn and walk in the other direction.
I walk off as the scene fades.
The scene opens and I’m sitting in one of the fold down seats in the Oracle Arena, facing the center of the court that would soon be turned into the ring and stage area for Bloody Assizes.
Ulf Hednir.
What have I done?
WHAT HAVE I DONE!?
I’ll tell you what I’ve done...more in a month that you’ve done in your entire freaking career. I mean, you ask who am I to demand a title shot, I ask, who the hell you think you are to even afford yourself the opportunity to breathe the same air as me.
I chuckle. The mere thought that this match is going to even take place, or even mean anything in the long run just being comical at this point given the sudden nature of the development.
I beat Steve Awesome...again. I took Bob to his limit and he knows that. So for you to come out and ask what I’ve done is simply comical and truly shows that you have no attention span whatsoever unless the events taking place involve you.
I chuckle again at the irony.
And people call me self-absorbed?
Ulf, you want to make a name for yourself, and you want to do so at my expense, and quite frankly, I admire the guts you have to at least target a bigger fish than say...Xavier Cross or even lower on the totem pole, Todd Williams. So now, you get exactly what you want. You’ll have to pay attention because the spotlight is on you now. The events that take place have a direct correlation on the direction in which your career goes from here on out.
Lose, and you fall back into obscurity, probably never to be heard from or cared about again. Win, and despite what others might have said about me in the past, it’s a big win. I’m a former Imperial Champion, Heir to the Throne, Extinction Event Winner, and Joker In the Pack holder. Despite how this may sound, and yes, you can interpret it as cockiness, I’m a big deal still.
The smug look on my face exudes confidence.
So think of this as charity Ulf. Think of it as me giving you this opportunity to prove yourself to the world. Let’s face it, I didn’t have to take this match, I have nothing to prove as the world knows that when it comes to putting on the best matches in that ring, I’m second to none. Wins and losses aside, I’m pound for pound the most talented person to step in that ring in this company, and you know it, and that is why you walked out and interrupted me on Sacrifice.
I point into the camera, a wily smirk on my face.
You though...you like that old time stuff, hell you’re a viking, so let’s look into one of the oldest sayings in the book and apply it to your situation, shall we?
Be careful what you wish for...you might just get it.
It fits so well Ulf, and it means the world. You want to make a name for yourself at my expense. You want to piss me off and interrupt me like you’re some sort of big shot. Well news flash Mr. Nobody.
I AM A BIG SHOT!
And I will not hesitate to smack you back down to the pits of despair from which you came.
I slide my hands through the air in front of me to mock the horizon of the IWF.
All this talk of demons and gods facing off, and little groups of gangs fighting one another over supremacy, the word apocalypse has been thrown around lately, and with the wish you’ve been granted Ulf, there is indeed an apocalypse coming, and it has nothing to do with the turf war or the re-enactment of a sci-fi television show within the confines of a wrestling ring, no. Instead, the apocalypse coming is the one that will destroy your career and leave it in every bit of ruins as the old viking ships your ancestors used to sail around in.
I stand in my seat.
Ulf, for you, the worst thing that could have happened, is me accepting this challenge. Now, I get to expose you for the fraud you are. Come Bloody Assizes, you’re getting in the ring with a man who is quite simply put the best, and I plan on showing you why with every punch, every hold, and a single knee to your damn face.
Maybe then...you’ll learn to respect those who are better than you, and maybe, just maybe, the next time you think about interrupting me...you’ll turn and walk in the other direction.
I walk off as the scene fades.
Well howdy there pardner.