Post by Ulf Hednir on Mar 18, 2021 22:42:56 GMT
High Stakes… Roulette… Dette is it. Dette is min chance! Ulf thought to himself, as he rubbed his palms together. He had his eyes closed, but his face twitched periodically as he continued the positive thoughts. JEG! ER! GOING TO VINNE! he continued, and he nodded his head as he convinced himself… knowingly… confidently… he knew that he had the momentum, the willpower, and the ability to walk out as the winner of the Roulette. He opened his eyes to show the fire that filled them, and broke the silence.
“People… talk… og they consider all of de people det are stepping into de Roulette, de worry about all of de other people det are going to march down to det ringe all with de same agenda! All with de same plan! All with de same goal! Gå ute as de vinner of de Roulette. Gå ute as de number one contender for de IWF World Championship!”
His eyes glistened as he seemed to be lost in a dream; the dream that he would be able to do just as he said, and really… since returning… he has done everything he set out to do. Create an impact. Win a championship. There was no doubt that when he would eventually lose the TV Championship, he would be one of the first ones in line for a shot at the World Championship; this simply expedited it… this simply gave him the opportunity now rather than later. This gave him the chance to become a double champion. The thought of being a double champion made him smile even wider.
“Vi can talk all day… all day! About hva it is det is going to set me apart from everyone else det is marching ute to de ringe in hopes of accomplishing de same goal. Der er a lot of people det seem to be unstoppable! Every time det de world seems to count dem ute, they surprise everybody! Der are people like Dean Harper who has accomplished nearly everything det he could possibly do in de IWF. Der is Xavier Zion who seemed to have entered de IWF og just been on fire! Outside of de battle royal, he has won every match. Der is JC Keeton looking to avenge his loss to me, and continue on to bigger, and brighter things! Der er all of disse people…”
He ponders for just a moment.
“Og da… der is meg! Do not doubt it: der is no one det is going into de Roulette with as much momentum as jeg ha! Jeg said det jeg ville become de IWF World Television Champion, og hva did jeg do? Jeg became de IWF World Television Champion! Jeg said det jeg ville defend it against any og all comers, og hva did jeg do? Jeg suggested a battle royal to Roberto Verona, og confirmed det jeg ville defend against EVERYONE det participated before finding a new challenger! Jeg ha… made… history…” Ulf looked at the shoulder that he wore the belt on, and shrugged it up for a moment, “Jeg became de first IWF World Television Champion to defend not once. Not twice. But three times!” he held three fingers up to the camera, “Jeg er on a vinner streak of seven since returning in December. Jeg marched against some of de greatest! Jeg defeated some of de greatest!”
There was a look of pride all over Ulf’s face.
“Jeg said it when de Roulette was først announced… jeg ville be de en with de biggest target on min back! Og nothing has changed! Momentum… is on min side. Momentum is hva is on min side det dwindles for everyone else; du see, der er people who share det insight… who share det idea of momentum, but der er not many people who can say it anymore… der er not many people who can say det der momentum came from YOURSELF! It’s plain og simple. Jeg… earned… every victory det jeg ha attained since returning. Jeg told everyone det jeg stepped into de ringe with det jeg ville vinne! Og det is hva jeg er saying for de Roulette!”
Ulf stood up, and set the championship down, and his voice rose as he got more and more fired up.
“Jeg er going to vinne de Roulette! JEG! ER! GOING! TO! VINNE! Jeg er not going to end in de top three, jeg er not going to end as de runner-up, de only thing det ville be accepted is… VICTORY. Victory, mine venner, seier eller død! Det means… victory… or… death…”
The last words escaped his lips quite slowly, in a way to make sure the words stuck to the viewers.
“Bring all of deres numbers! Team up! Do everything det du must, but know det der is nothing det any of deres can do to stop me from throwing ute en, throwing ute two, throwing ute tre, throwing ute fire, og throwing ute fem! Deres line dem up, og jeg vil ELIMINATE EVERYONE! If dere stand in front of me… if dere surround me… if dere dares take a step toward me, all dere vil do is allow me de opportunity to… prove… min selv…
Der is nobody in de IWF! Der is nobody in de industry det is going to be able to summon de strength to bring an end to me in de Roulette! Og det is not me being cocky… det is not me denying de talent det is filled in de IWF, det is just me knowing… det just like when jeg fought JC Keeton, det same fire det filled me then! FILLS ME NOW! Jeg er blessed by Surtr. Jeg ha de fire of Surtr burning inside of me! Og come Roulette… de rest of dere vil understand de impossible battle det JC Keeton marched into at Danger Zone. High Stakes… it is an impossible battle for dere!
Because jeg… vil… not… be… stopped.
Skål!”
Scene ends.
“People… talk… og they consider all of de people det are stepping into de Roulette, de worry about all of de other people det are going to march down to det ringe all with de same agenda! All with de same plan! All with de same goal! Gå ute as de vinner of de Roulette. Gå ute as de number one contender for de IWF World Championship!”
His eyes glistened as he seemed to be lost in a dream; the dream that he would be able to do just as he said, and really… since returning… he has done everything he set out to do. Create an impact. Win a championship. There was no doubt that when he would eventually lose the TV Championship, he would be one of the first ones in line for a shot at the World Championship; this simply expedited it… this simply gave him the opportunity now rather than later. This gave him the chance to become a double champion. The thought of being a double champion made him smile even wider.
“Vi can talk all day… all day! About hva it is det is going to set me apart from everyone else det is marching ute to de ringe in hopes of accomplishing de same goal. Der er a lot of people det seem to be unstoppable! Every time det de world seems to count dem ute, they surprise everybody! Der are people like Dean Harper who has accomplished nearly everything det he could possibly do in de IWF. Der is Xavier Zion who seemed to have entered de IWF og just been on fire! Outside of de battle royal, he has won every match. Der is JC Keeton looking to avenge his loss to me, and continue on to bigger, and brighter things! Der er all of disse people…”
He ponders for just a moment.
“Og da… der is meg! Do not doubt it: der is no one det is going into de Roulette with as much momentum as jeg ha! Jeg said det jeg ville become de IWF World Television Champion, og hva did jeg do? Jeg became de IWF World Television Champion! Jeg said det jeg ville defend it against any og all comers, og hva did jeg do? Jeg suggested a battle royal to Roberto Verona, og confirmed det jeg ville defend against EVERYONE det participated before finding a new challenger! Jeg ha… made… history…” Ulf looked at the shoulder that he wore the belt on, and shrugged it up for a moment, “Jeg became de first IWF World Television Champion to defend not once. Not twice. But three times!” he held three fingers up to the camera, “Jeg er on a vinner streak of seven since returning in December. Jeg marched against some of de greatest! Jeg defeated some of de greatest!”
There was a look of pride all over Ulf’s face.
“Jeg said it when de Roulette was først announced… jeg ville be de en with de biggest target on min back! Og nothing has changed! Momentum… is on min side. Momentum is hva is on min side det dwindles for everyone else; du see, der er people who share det insight… who share det idea of momentum, but der er not many people who can say it anymore… der er not many people who can say det der momentum came from YOURSELF! It’s plain og simple. Jeg… earned… every victory det jeg ha attained since returning. Jeg told everyone det jeg stepped into de ringe with det jeg ville vinne! Og det is hva jeg er saying for de Roulette!”
Ulf stood up, and set the championship down, and his voice rose as he got more and more fired up.
“Jeg er going to vinne de Roulette! JEG! ER! GOING! TO! VINNE! Jeg er not going to end in de top three, jeg er not going to end as de runner-up, de only thing det ville be accepted is… VICTORY. Victory, mine venner, seier eller død! Det means… victory… or… death…”
The last words escaped his lips quite slowly, in a way to make sure the words stuck to the viewers.
“Bring all of deres numbers! Team up! Do everything det du must, but know det der is nothing det any of deres can do to stop me from throwing ute en, throwing ute two, throwing ute tre, throwing ute fire, og throwing ute fem! Deres line dem up, og jeg vil ELIMINATE EVERYONE! If dere stand in front of me… if dere surround me… if dere dares take a step toward me, all dere vil do is allow me de opportunity to… prove… min selv…
Der is nobody in de IWF! Der is nobody in de industry det is going to be able to summon de strength to bring an end to me in de Roulette! Og det is not me being cocky… det is not me denying de talent det is filled in de IWF, det is just me knowing… det just like when jeg fought JC Keeton, det same fire det filled me then! FILLS ME NOW! Jeg er blessed by Surtr. Jeg ha de fire of Surtr burning inside of me! Og come Roulette… de rest of dere vil understand de impossible battle det JC Keeton marched into at Danger Zone. High Stakes… it is an impossible battle for dere!
Because jeg… vil… not… be… stopped.
Skål!”
Scene ends.
Well howdy there pardner.