Post by Ulf Hednir on Mar 14, 2022 13:02:44 GMT
Bruce and Ulf are clinched in the center of the ring; the father and son battling for superiority in a training session…both men giving one-hundred percent, and neither man looking to give an edge. Vivienne stands on the apron of the ring and is cheering Ulf on. The familiar voice of Denzel Porter is suddenly heard, “What makes you so certain that you are the man with the best chance of winning the Roulette this year?” He asks.
There is a delay in the answer, as the camera zooms in on Ulf and Bruce, still fighting…but Bruce is beginning to gain an edge over his son; despite Ulf being the larger of the two, Bruce was clearly more experienced and knew how to take care of business. However, Ulf’s voice is still heard as if he were sitting across from Denzel.
“De reason det a betting man should be betting on me, Denzel, is quite simple; jeg am hungrier. Jeg fight with–” the sound of Ulf beating his chest is heard, “–heart. Throughout 2021, jeg was de most dominating force in de IWF! Disse was over de likes of Angel, over de likes of Abraxes, over de likes of Dean, over de likes of everybody! There was one person det people did not want to step into de ringe with…and det was me. 2022 has not been going my way, there is absolutely no denying det, but High Stakes is where jeg can turn det around. De Roulette is where jeg can turn det around.”
Bruce, still with the upper hand over Ulf, connects with a knee before grabbing him by the head and rushing him toward the other side of the ring…
“Jeg want my belt back. Jeg am going to get my belt back.”
Within that same motion, Bruce is able to fling Ulf over the top rope and toward the outside of the ring!
“There are nine things det was instilled into me since jeg was a child: courage, truth, honor, fidelity, discipline, hospitality, self-reliance, industriousness, and…”
Ulf is able to hold onto the top rope as Bruce moves back toward the center of the ring with his back now to Ulf. Vivienne rushes over to see if Ulf is indeed considered “eliminated” during their training, but his feet are nowhere near the floor.
“Perseverance.”
He pulls himself back up onto the apron of the ring before managing to pull back on the ropes and spring himself up to the top rope; Bruce turns around just as Ulf dives from the top rope and takes him down with a springboard diving clothesline!
“It is going to take everything det everybody has to eliminate me from de ringe. It is going to take everything that they can throw; it is going to take them having to work together…because there is nei way, Denzel…there is nei way det jeg am going to lose de Roulette disse year.”
Father and son return to their feet from the momentum, but Bruce calls for a timeout as he is just in applause for Ulf being able to hold on. “Great job! Great!” Bruce says while continuing with the applause, but his voice is also almost drowned out by the voice of Ulf from the interview that he had with Denzel Porter.
“Disse year, jeg am going to main event Night of de Immortals. And jeg am taking my belt.”
The sound returns to normal, “Boy, I thought for sure that you weren’t going to be able to save yourself that time around! And great recovery. Someone your size flying off the ropes? That’s gotta come straight out of someone’s nightmares.” Bruce chuckles.
“Ja, most people do tend to duck when they see me hitting the top rope…” Ulf says while scratching the back of his head and also returning the chuckle.
“There is only so much preparation you can do for this. You’ve gotta look out for some of the big players. You’ve gotta look for the wildcards.” Bruce says.
“Ja, ja. There are a few wildcards deg jeg know jeg am going to have to keep an eye on… There are definitely people det are going to receive some extra attention from me when jeg get into de Roulette.”
“Cashe?” Bruce asks.
Jason Cashe was one of the guests of IWF, and the most recent person to claim a victory over the Norseman and took his sole remaining belt away. Ulf gave a wry smile but shook his head, “Cashe is someone det jeg need to keep an eye on, but jeg am not going into de Roulette with any sort of intention of vengeance for something… De simple fact is det he did beat me. He took my belt. Det is it. Jeg do not help myself by letting det rage get to me–”
“It clouds your judgment.” Bruce says with a nod.
“Exactly.” Ulf begins to say.
“Babe, come get some water.” Vivienne says and Ulf nods.
“Det is why jeg cannot concern myself with hva has happened.” Ulf says while walking toward the edge of the ring and takes the bottle of water from Vivienne. He twists the cap and takes a long drink while Bruce walks toward him seemingly with more advice at the ready.
“And you have to watch your back. Even if I had decided to sign up for this shindig, I’m telling you now that you wouldn’t be able to rely on me… In fact, I’d probably be looking to eliminate you early because you’d be nothing but trouble later.” Bruce chuckles again.
Ulf tilts his head to the side and seemingly agrees, “Ja, de moment de Roulette starts, there are nei more friends det are going to be in the ringe with me. De only people in de ringe are going to be people in de way of me winning…of me punching my ticket to the main event of Night of de Immortals. Nei one vil stop me from. Nei one.”
There is a delay in the answer, as the camera zooms in on Ulf and Bruce, still fighting…but Bruce is beginning to gain an edge over his son; despite Ulf being the larger of the two, Bruce was clearly more experienced and knew how to take care of business. However, Ulf’s voice is still heard as if he were sitting across from Denzel.
“De reason det a betting man should be betting on me, Denzel, is quite simple; jeg am hungrier. Jeg fight with–” the sound of Ulf beating his chest is heard, “–heart. Throughout 2021, jeg was de most dominating force in de IWF! Disse was over de likes of Angel, over de likes of Abraxes, over de likes of Dean, over de likes of everybody! There was one person det people did not want to step into de ringe with…and det was me. 2022 has not been going my way, there is absolutely no denying det, but High Stakes is where jeg can turn det around. De Roulette is where jeg can turn det around.”
Bruce, still with the upper hand over Ulf, connects with a knee before grabbing him by the head and rushing him toward the other side of the ring…
“Jeg want my belt back. Jeg am going to get my belt back.”
Within that same motion, Bruce is able to fling Ulf over the top rope and toward the outside of the ring!
“There are nine things det was instilled into me since jeg was a child: courage, truth, honor, fidelity, discipline, hospitality, self-reliance, industriousness, and…”
Ulf is able to hold onto the top rope as Bruce moves back toward the center of the ring with his back now to Ulf. Vivienne rushes over to see if Ulf is indeed considered “eliminated” during their training, but his feet are nowhere near the floor.
“Perseverance.”
He pulls himself back up onto the apron of the ring before managing to pull back on the ropes and spring himself up to the top rope; Bruce turns around just as Ulf dives from the top rope and takes him down with a springboard diving clothesline!
“It is going to take everything det everybody has to eliminate me from de ringe. It is going to take everything that they can throw; it is going to take them having to work together…because there is nei way, Denzel…there is nei way det jeg am going to lose de Roulette disse year.”
Father and son return to their feet from the momentum, but Bruce calls for a timeout as he is just in applause for Ulf being able to hold on. “Great job! Great!” Bruce says while continuing with the applause, but his voice is also almost drowned out by the voice of Ulf from the interview that he had with Denzel Porter.
“Disse year, jeg am going to main event Night of de Immortals. And jeg am taking my belt.”
The sound returns to normal, “Boy, I thought for sure that you weren’t going to be able to save yourself that time around! And great recovery. Someone your size flying off the ropes? That’s gotta come straight out of someone’s nightmares.” Bruce chuckles.
“Ja, most people do tend to duck when they see me hitting the top rope…” Ulf says while scratching the back of his head and also returning the chuckle.
“There is only so much preparation you can do for this. You’ve gotta look out for some of the big players. You’ve gotta look for the wildcards.” Bruce says.
“Ja, ja. There are a few wildcards deg jeg know jeg am going to have to keep an eye on… There are definitely people det are going to receive some extra attention from me when jeg get into de Roulette.”
“Cashe?” Bruce asks.
Jason Cashe was one of the guests of IWF, and the most recent person to claim a victory over the Norseman and took his sole remaining belt away. Ulf gave a wry smile but shook his head, “Cashe is someone det jeg need to keep an eye on, but jeg am not going into de Roulette with any sort of intention of vengeance for something… De simple fact is det he did beat me. He took my belt. Det is it. Jeg do not help myself by letting det rage get to me–”
“It clouds your judgment.” Bruce says with a nod.
“Exactly.” Ulf begins to say.
“Babe, come get some water.” Vivienne says and Ulf nods.
“Det is why jeg cannot concern myself with hva has happened.” Ulf says while walking toward the edge of the ring and takes the bottle of water from Vivienne. He twists the cap and takes a long drink while Bruce walks toward him seemingly with more advice at the ready.
“And you have to watch your back. Even if I had decided to sign up for this shindig, I’m telling you now that you wouldn’t be able to rely on me… In fact, I’d probably be looking to eliminate you early because you’d be nothing but trouble later.” Bruce chuckles again.
Ulf tilts his head to the side and seemingly agrees, “Ja, de moment de Roulette starts, there are nei more friends det are going to be in the ringe with me. De only people in de ringe are going to be people in de way of me winning…of me punching my ticket to the main event of Night of de Immortals. Nei one vil stop me from. Nei one.”
END.
Well howdy there pardner.