Post by Matt Steele on Aug 11, 2012 8:34:11 GMT -5
Silence... focus on your body... how it connects with the floor... feel the floor... go deeper into yourself
[There is no light in the room where Morten is sitting, no sounds or other distractions, that could take him out of his meditative state. He just sits legs crossed on the floor trying to focus on himself, trying to find himself in the middle of the chaos that is unfolding inside of him]
No rage... no love... no hate... no sympathy... just peace and serenity
[His breathing is calm and deep, with every breath he feels like the things clouding his mind leaves his body, that the tensions fade away and filling his inner darkens with a light of calmness]
Breathe in.... and out.... in and out
[One last deep breath and his finished for now... slowly his eyes open and he starts moving, stretching his arms and legs... feeling calm, refreshed and at the same time energetic]
Finally I'm ready to start my day... so lets get some breakfast!
[Without another thought he rises and goes out to the kitchen, were he grabs a bowl of All Bran, pours some milk on it, then grabs a cup of coffee and heads back into the living room and sits down as his computer]
Been a harsh couple of days, all this tension building up inside me, the feeling my Primal Side was taking over... well I better have a look and see if there is any news about my debut.
[Finishing up his cereal he turns on the computer and logs on to the MPW website and to the Step Up section]
Great! a tournament... and it looks like I'm up against a guy named Rafa in the first round, I better have a look to see what I can find out about this guy!... Hmmm not much on him other than his a high flyer... well I better prepare for some high speed action then
[The big Dane rises and goes into the bedroom, changing into his training clothes and puts the rest of his gear in a backpack, then heads out the front door and starts running]
I gotta but some roadwork in for this one, so I'll let the car get some rest this week... and I better come up with some sort of strategy, don't think I had a match with a highflyer since Ryan...
[Mental imagery takes him back to his old matches with his friend Ryan Scott, he sees how they battle it out Ryan flying at him with moonsaults, dropkicks and crossbodies, himself getting knocked down or countering. Suddenly the picture of Ryan, Kelly and him crashing into the guardrail pops into his head, tension starts to build and he picks up the pace as he feels his rage starting to flood his mind]
Dammit! why can't i forget that!... why won't that day leave me!... It wasn't my fault it was an accident!
[As he arrives at the gym he rips the door open and storms in nearly knocking down some of the other people training, he flings his backpack off his shoulders and grabs his gloves as he heads straight for the sandbag and furiously starts pounding away on it]
I have to get it out of my system!... I have to let go of the guilt!... I have to be Primal again to win!... he is the one I am in the ring!... but he isn't me!... He is a side of me!...
[The Dane keeps hammering away for sometime trying to straighten out his mind... finally he starts to calm down a bit and starts looking around... In the far corner he spots a computer hooked up to a webcam and decides to send his opponent a message]
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[The Danish Destroyer has his head bowed and snarls at the camera, before addressing whats on his mind in a deep husky tone]
Its time to Step Up! Time for the world once again to experience the Primal Side!
The side that we all bare, the side of us you choose to keep locked up inside!... The side I choose to embrace!
The beast inside man, the instinct and urges that have kept us alive since we first started to walk this earth... hunting our prey, killing to survive and fighting for dominance!
Soon the MPW Universe will be introduced to this experience, to the beast from the north, carrying the legacy of the vikings, their blood lust and longing for battle!
[Slowly he raises his head and stares straight into the camera with eyes burning with fury as he almost roars into the screen]
I AM PRIMAL!!!!
[Seemingly he calms down a bit as his roar turns into a deep growling, the rage keeps burning in his eyes]
I will unleash the beast inside no sympathy, no mercy, no emotion just survival and blood lust!
Rafa you have been selected to be my first prey and will be the first to fall!
you like to fly and I will not keep you like a bird in a cage, no I will let you fly, hunt you, bring you down and clip your wings!
RAFA! YOUR WILL HEAR THE ROAR! FEEL THE PAIN! AND SCREAM IN FEAR AS YOU FACE THE PRIMAL SIDE!!!
[Primal throws his head back and lets out an animalistic roar as the shot fades to black]
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[Quickly Morten storms out of the gym as he finished the video, running as fast as he can, with a look of grief and concern on his face]
What the hell just happened it was like I was taken over!... On one hand I'm glad its that attitude I need going into the ring, but it also frightens me that it gets so intense!
[He runs into a small park and finds himself a quiet place in the shade of a tree, where he sits down and starts to meditate again]
Feel your body... let go of your thoughts... feel your body connecting with the ground beneath you....
[In silence he just sits there trying to find peace in the chaos of his mind]
TBC
[There is no light in the room where Morten is sitting, no sounds or other distractions, that could take him out of his meditative state. He just sits legs crossed on the floor trying to focus on himself, trying to find himself in the middle of the chaos that is unfolding inside of him]
No rage... no love... no hate... no sympathy... just peace and serenity
[His breathing is calm and deep, with every breath he feels like the things clouding his mind leaves his body, that the tensions fade away and filling his inner darkens with a light of calmness]
Breathe in.... and out.... in and out
[One last deep breath and his finished for now... slowly his eyes open and he starts moving, stretching his arms and legs... feeling calm, refreshed and at the same time energetic]
Finally I'm ready to start my day... so lets get some breakfast!
[Without another thought he rises and goes out to the kitchen, were he grabs a bowl of All Bran, pours some milk on it, then grabs a cup of coffee and heads back into the living room and sits down as his computer]
Been a harsh couple of days, all this tension building up inside me, the feeling my Primal Side was taking over... well I better have a look and see if there is any news about my debut.
[Finishing up his cereal he turns on the computer and logs on to the MPW website and to the Step Up section]
Great! a tournament... and it looks like I'm up against a guy named Rafa in the first round, I better have a look to see what I can find out about this guy!... Hmmm not much on him other than his a high flyer... well I better prepare for some high speed action then
[The big Dane rises and goes into the bedroom, changing into his training clothes and puts the rest of his gear in a backpack, then heads out the front door and starts running]
I gotta but some roadwork in for this one, so I'll let the car get some rest this week... and I better come up with some sort of strategy, don't think I had a match with a highflyer since Ryan...
[Mental imagery takes him back to his old matches with his friend Ryan Scott, he sees how they battle it out Ryan flying at him with moonsaults, dropkicks and crossbodies, himself getting knocked down or countering. Suddenly the picture of Ryan, Kelly and him crashing into the guardrail pops into his head, tension starts to build and he picks up the pace as he feels his rage starting to flood his mind]
Dammit! why can't i forget that!... why won't that day leave me!... It wasn't my fault it was an accident!
[As he arrives at the gym he rips the door open and storms in nearly knocking down some of the other people training, he flings his backpack off his shoulders and grabs his gloves as he heads straight for the sandbag and furiously starts pounding away on it]
I have to get it out of my system!... I have to let go of the guilt!... I have to be Primal again to win!... he is the one I am in the ring!... but he isn't me!... He is a side of me!...
[The Dane keeps hammering away for sometime trying to straighten out his mind... finally he starts to calm down a bit and starts looking around... In the far corner he spots a computer hooked up to a webcam and decides to send his opponent a message]
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
[The Danish Destroyer has his head bowed and snarls at the camera, before addressing whats on his mind in a deep husky tone]
Its time to Step Up! Time for the world once again to experience the Primal Side!
The side that we all bare, the side of us you choose to keep locked up inside!... The side I choose to embrace!
The beast inside man, the instinct and urges that have kept us alive since we first started to walk this earth... hunting our prey, killing to survive and fighting for dominance!
Soon the MPW Universe will be introduced to this experience, to the beast from the north, carrying the legacy of the vikings, their blood lust and longing for battle!
[Slowly he raises his head and stares straight into the camera with eyes burning with fury as he almost roars into the screen]
I AM PRIMAL!!!!
[Seemingly he calms down a bit as his roar turns into a deep growling, the rage keeps burning in his eyes]
I will unleash the beast inside no sympathy, no mercy, no emotion just survival and blood lust!
Rafa you have been selected to be my first prey and will be the first to fall!
you like to fly and I will not keep you like a bird in a cage, no I will let you fly, hunt you, bring you down and clip your wings!
RAFA! YOUR WILL HEAR THE ROAR! FEEL THE PAIN! AND SCREAM IN FEAR AS YOU FACE THE PRIMAL SIDE!!!
[Primal throws his head back and lets out an animalistic roar as the shot fades to black]
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
[Quickly Morten storms out of the gym as he finished the video, running as fast as he can, with a look of grief and concern on his face]
What the hell just happened it was like I was taken over!... On one hand I'm glad its that attitude I need going into the ring, but it also frightens me that it gets so intense!
[He runs into a small park and finds himself a quiet place in the shade of a tree, where he sits down and starts to meditate again]
Feel your body... let go of your thoughts... feel your body connecting with the ground beneath you....
[In silence he just sits there trying to find peace in the chaos of his mind]
TBC