勇気 Courage
Dec 18, 2019 12:25:30 GMT -5
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Post by Psycho Vulcan Sentai (Kaz) on Dec 18, 2019 12:25:30 GMT -5
“I think I’ve finally cracked the code, my liege”, the voice of the mysterious scientist spoke above the melodic hum of lab equipment.
“Tell me the method to your madness, doctor”, a second voice answered, his more rough around the edges, weathered.
“Not madness, my liege”, he responded, “Just a simple attuning, one I’m surprised I never though of before.”
“Are you going to spill the beans?” he asked, “Or are you going to leave me wondering?”
Fingers clack calmly against a keyboard as the doctor opens a file on his computer. An audio file begins halfway through Opus Clavicembalisticum II.
“Music”, he responded, “Music is the key to control. Right now the subjects mind is in a perfect state of catatonic rest. We’ve been sending him into battle weary from the last.”
“Is that why results have been undesirable?” he asked.
“Yes, my liege”, he answered, “But further, we can control public perception of the subject through this method as well. I’ve already taken steps to assure that he becomes invaluable to Action Wrestling through viral marketing.”
Fingers fly once more across the keyboard as The Doctor pulls up another file.
“This worked?” His Liege asked.
“More than five million people have viewed this video since last night and the numbers continue to climb”, The Doctor answered, “Judging by recent trends and outreach, this video is expected to receive over twenty two million.”
“I could kiss you”, His Liege said joyfully,
“Though I appreciate the sentiment, please refrain my liege”, The Doctor responded with a laugh.
“This is only the beginning Doctor”, His Liege said, “I can only dream of what he’ll accomplish for us. For Life, Dominion, and the Pursuit of Rule.”
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Every warrior that steps through those ropes fights with hope of standing out above the rest, though little have the courage to actually obtain it. On the Twenty Second of December, thirty men and women will enter the ring to decide who will rise above them all, the last one standing will be crowned Champion of the Cruiserweights, and their name will go down in history as the winner of the first ever Cruiserweight-only Havoc Rumble.
I don’t aim to convince any of you why I’ll be the one to win, I only aim to convince myself. My courage is in my conviction, not my ego as those at the top of this division have so woefully addressed. I fear no madness of man, only their clarity. Neither failure nor success are final. This is my moment to bring honor to my family, my country, and myself.
The others speak weekly of their accomplishments, touting them above everything else as if they’re the end-all-be-all to existence. I focus instead on my failures - of which I’ve had plenty - as they’re the true measure of growth. Where others are comfortable in their abilities, I instead think of how uncomfortable I am in mine, constantly improving, continuously nurturing them through training and meditation.
This type of match is special.
A gauntlet.
The true measure of a warrior.
While the others think their method of victory is infallible, I believe mine isn’t. That will keep my senses honed and my edges razor sharp during the match. Will this guarantee certain victory? Absolutely not. Anything can happen when you get in that ring, but my opponents all have the same strategy and that will make them easier to read, quicker to topple and throw over the top rope. Even a dead fish can go with the flow.
But I’m the water, constantly dictating the pace, and becoming one beating heart with the ring. Failure has molded me into the man I’ve become but success in this match will help shape me into the man I will be.
A true warrior.
A pillar of strength in Action Wrestling.
One the history books will record as the winner of the first ever Cruiserweight Havoc Rumble.
For Honor.
For Family.
For Myself.
The one name everyone will remember after Sunday will be the one etched into the Cruiserweight Championship:
Sun Vulcan Sentai.
“Tell me the method to your madness, doctor”, a second voice answered, his more rough around the edges, weathered.
“Not madness, my liege”, he responded, “Just a simple attuning, one I’m surprised I never though of before.”
“Are you going to spill the beans?” he asked, “Or are you going to leave me wondering?”
Fingers clack calmly against a keyboard as the doctor opens a file on his computer. An audio file begins halfway through Opus Clavicembalisticum II.
“Music”, he responded, “Music is the key to control. Right now the subjects mind is in a perfect state of catatonic rest. We’ve been sending him into battle weary from the last.”
“Is that why results have been undesirable?” he asked.
“Yes, my liege”, he answered, “But further, we can control public perception of the subject through this method as well. I’ve already taken steps to assure that he becomes invaluable to Action Wrestling through viral marketing.”
Fingers fly once more across the keyboard as The Doctor pulls up another file.
“This worked?” His Liege asked.
“More than five million people have viewed this video since last night and the numbers continue to climb”, The Doctor answered, “Judging by recent trends and outreach, this video is expected to receive over twenty two million.”
“I could kiss you”, His Liege said joyfully,
“Though I appreciate the sentiment, please refrain my liege”, The Doctor responded with a laugh.
“This is only the beginning Doctor”, His Liege said, “I can only dream of what he’ll accomplish for us. For Life, Dominion, and the Pursuit of Rule.”
____________________________________________
Every warrior that steps through those ropes fights with hope of standing out above the rest, though little have the courage to actually obtain it. On the Twenty Second of December, thirty men and women will enter the ring to decide who will rise above them all, the last one standing will be crowned Champion of the Cruiserweights, and their name will go down in history as the winner of the first ever Cruiserweight-only Havoc Rumble.
I don’t aim to convince any of you why I’ll be the one to win, I only aim to convince myself. My courage is in my conviction, not my ego as those at the top of this division have so woefully addressed. I fear no madness of man, only their clarity. Neither failure nor success are final. This is my moment to bring honor to my family, my country, and myself.
The others speak weekly of their accomplishments, touting them above everything else as if they’re the end-all-be-all to existence. I focus instead on my failures - of which I’ve had plenty - as they’re the true measure of growth. Where others are comfortable in their abilities, I instead think of how uncomfortable I am in mine, constantly improving, continuously nurturing them through training and meditation.
This type of match is special.
A gauntlet.
The true measure of a warrior.
While the others think their method of victory is infallible, I believe mine isn’t. That will keep my senses honed and my edges razor sharp during the match. Will this guarantee certain victory? Absolutely not. Anything can happen when you get in that ring, but my opponents all have the same strategy and that will make them easier to read, quicker to topple and throw over the top rope. Even a dead fish can go with the flow.
But I’m the water, constantly dictating the pace, and becoming one beating heart with the ring. Failure has molded me into the man I’ve become but success in this match will help shape me into the man I will be.
A true warrior.
A pillar of strength in Action Wrestling.
One the history books will record as the winner of the first ever Cruiserweight Havoc Rumble.
For Honor.
For Family.
For Myself.
The one name everyone will remember after Sunday will be the one etched into the Cruiserweight Championship:
Sun Vulcan Sentai.