Post by Jack Tracks on Aug 25, 2011 3:00:42 GMT -5
With the crowd still roaring from Jack Track's huge dive, Jack takes a few moments to get a look around the crowd after his big scream, and catch his breath, chest heaving from both adrenaline and exertion.
Hyper: "Holy shit! I think he just crushed their heads in!"
Oliveira: "What an astounding show of offense from Jack Tracks! He's got the crowd on their feet! Can he capitalize on this momentum?"
While Jack was appealing to the crowd, The Horseman and Pederoso had been slowly regaining some of their faculties,and began to crawl back towards the ring. The huge collision had definitely rung the bells of both men hard, and they were struggling to even begin to get on their feet. But Jack, seeing them very slowly starting to rise, knows better than to not take advantage. He heads over to the two, and seems to pick Pederoso for the advantage. Quickly, he takes the Mexican by the head and drags him to the ring, rolling him under the ropes, and quickly going for a pin. The ref doesn't count, however, as Pederoso's foot is under the rope. Jack seems confused at first why the ref didn't count, before he realizes it, himself.
Oliveira: "Oooh, a bit of poor judgement on Tracks' part. That's what happens when you're still learning the ring."
Jack's expression begins to get a bit frustrated at the rope break, but doesn't let it deter him. Scooping Pederoso back up, he drags him toward the middle of the ring. Tracks places a foot behind Chris' leg, forcing him to his knees. His hands shift behind his opponent's head, grabbing him in a cravate clutch, and tugging, trying to wear the neck down. Not content at just the hold, he brings his knees up to smash into Pederoso's face, the lock/strike combination doing a number on his head and neck.
As Jack is busy taking out his frustrations, The Horseman had managed to get back to his feet. Rolling into the ring, he marks his target, and readies himself in the corner, swinging his arm a bit to wind up. As Jack keeps the knees coming, The Horseman explodes out, coming in for a massive strike from his Seventh Seal clothesline, right for Jack's neck!
Hyper: "Keep your head up, kid!"
The crowd gets to their feet again, anticipating some bad coming for Tracks, but the long-haired young man catches it out of the corner of his eye, and pulls Pederoso up to his feet, using him as a shield as he ducks away, leaving Pederoso to take the huge impact, his body spinning in the air from the hit. The Horseman seems a bit confused, having hit who he wasn't aiming for, and begins to look for his original target. But his target finds him first. Just as The Horseman was turning to face Tracks, he's met with a big spinning elbow, colliding right across his jaw following a full 360 rotation, and sending him spinning on his feet. Tracks doesn't give him even a moment to try and clean his head, and catches him in a new cravate, even as his head is sent spinning away from the blow. Standing at 90 degrees to The Horseman, his hands clasped behind his neck, Jack snaps his head back, sending his long hair falling behind him.
Oliveira: "Tracks has got something in mind here...what's this going to be...?!"
Giving one last bellow, Jack brings his leg forward providing more room for momentum, before swinging it back, sending his body on a rapid course forward, his momentum sending him for a full front flip, doing a full forward somersault in the air landing on his back. With The Horseman's head still in the cravate clutch,his head is sent on a sickening, near 360-degree spin, while his whole bodyweight is pulled down along with Tracks', all of it landing right on to his own neck, the entire mass landing with a massive crack! The crowd explodes for the move, but a few can't even make a shout, stunned by the spin The Horseman's neck just was victim to.
Hyper: "Holy shit! Did he just snap The Horseman's neck?!"
Oliveira: "He still looks to be breathing, but either way, that was a brutal move!"
Tracks bounces up from his own landing, and jumps right on The Horseman, hooking the leg good and tight.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
The bell sounds, and the crowd explodes as Jack's music hits, skipping the intro and heading right to the main, rapid body of "Don't Stop Me Now"
Tracks sits up from the pin, his fists clenched in front of him, letting out a yell of triumph. The referee comes over to him and helps him to his feet, before raising his hand in victory.
"Here is your winner, Jaaaack Traaaaaaaaaacks!"
Oliveira: "What a debut for the young man from Indiana! And from some very tough competition, at that!"
Hyper: "I gotta admit, looking at his opponents, I didn't think this kid was gonna last two seconds. But he definitely showed me something tonight,I'll tell ya!"
Oliveira: "Not only does he get a big win on his first night, but now he's also qualified for the Death From Above match. Can he keep this momentum up to the big stage? We'll just have to keep an eye on him and find out!"
Jack spends some time heading to each turbuckle, shouting cries of victory out to the crowd, who give him some solid cheers in response. He rolls out of the ring, and begins to head back to the ramp, giving some fives to the crowd on his way. As he heads back up the ramp, he brings his face close to the camera, and speaks right into it. There's no way the crowd in the arena would be able to hear it over the music, but he speaks loud enough that the audience at home would hear him through the camera's mic.
"That's how it's done! I told you before.." He has to take a breath, but doesn't let down any of his high energy "...no dead horse is gonna be able to catch up with this Ferrari!" He brings his hand up, pointing to his face. "You people keep your eyes right here! This is the face of the future!"
He backs away from the camera, raising his arms in victory towards the crowd one last time, before he heads behind the curtain at last.
Oliveira: "What a way to kick off this episode of Live! And stay tuned, we have plenty more action coming right up after these messages!"
Hyper: "Holy shit! I think he just crushed their heads in!"
Oliveira: "What an astounding show of offense from Jack Tracks! He's got the crowd on their feet! Can he capitalize on this momentum?"
While Jack was appealing to the crowd, The Horseman and Pederoso had been slowly regaining some of their faculties,and began to crawl back towards the ring. The huge collision had definitely rung the bells of both men hard, and they were struggling to even begin to get on their feet. But Jack, seeing them very slowly starting to rise, knows better than to not take advantage. He heads over to the two, and seems to pick Pederoso for the advantage. Quickly, he takes the Mexican by the head and drags him to the ring, rolling him under the ropes, and quickly going for a pin. The ref doesn't count, however, as Pederoso's foot is under the rope. Jack seems confused at first why the ref didn't count, before he realizes it, himself.
Oliveira: "Oooh, a bit of poor judgement on Tracks' part. That's what happens when you're still learning the ring."
Jack's expression begins to get a bit frustrated at the rope break, but doesn't let it deter him. Scooping Pederoso back up, he drags him toward the middle of the ring. Tracks places a foot behind Chris' leg, forcing him to his knees. His hands shift behind his opponent's head, grabbing him in a cravate clutch, and tugging, trying to wear the neck down. Not content at just the hold, he brings his knees up to smash into Pederoso's face, the lock/strike combination doing a number on his head and neck.
As Jack is busy taking out his frustrations, The Horseman had managed to get back to his feet. Rolling into the ring, he marks his target, and readies himself in the corner, swinging his arm a bit to wind up. As Jack keeps the knees coming, The Horseman explodes out, coming in for a massive strike from his Seventh Seal clothesline, right for Jack's neck!
Hyper: "Keep your head up, kid!"
The crowd gets to their feet again, anticipating some bad coming for Tracks, but the long-haired young man catches it out of the corner of his eye, and pulls Pederoso up to his feet, using him as a shield as he ducks away, leaving Pederoso to take the huge impact, his body spinning in the air from the hit. The Horseman seems a bit confused, having hit who he wasn't aiming for, and begins to look for his original target. But his target finds him first. Just as The Horseman was turning to face Tracks, he's met with a big spinning elbow, colliding right across his jaw following a full 360 rotation, and sending him spinning on his feet. Tracks doesn't give him even a moment to try and clean his head, and catches him in a new cravate, even as his head is sent spinning away from the blow. Standing at 90 degrees to The Horseman, his hands clasped behind his neck, Jack snaps his head back, sending his long hair falling behind him.
Oliveira: "Tracks has got something in mind here...what's this going to be...?!"
Giving one last bellow, Jack brings his leg forward providing more room for momentum, before swinging it back, sending his body on a rapid course forward, his momentum sending him for a full front flip, doing a full forward somersault in the air landing on his back. With The Horseman's head still in the cravate clutch,his head is sent on a sickening, near 360-degree spin, while his whole bodyweight is pulled down along with Tracks', all of it landing right on to his own neck, the entire mass landing with a massive crack! The crowd explodes for the move, but a few can't even make a shout, stunned by the spin The Horseman's neck just was victim to.
Hyper: "Holy shit! Did he just snap The Horseman's neck?!"
Oliveira: "He still looks to be breathing, but either way, that was a brutal move!"
Tracks bounces up from his own landing, and jumps right on The Horseman, hooking the leg good and tight.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
The bell sounds, and the crowd explodes as Jack's music hits, skipping the intro and heading right to the main, rapid body of "Don't Stop Me Now"
I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me
Tracks sits up from the pin, his fists clenched in front of him, letting out a yell of triumph. The referee comes over to him and helps him to his feet, before raising his hand in victory.
"Here is your winner, Jaaaack Traaaaaaaaaacks!"
Oliveira: "What a debut for the young man from Indiana! And from some very tough competition, at that!"
Hyper: "I gotta admit, looking at his opponents, I didn't think this kid was gonna last two seconds. But he definitely showed me something tonight,I'll tell ya!"
Oliveira: "Not only does he get a big win on his first night, but now he's also qualified for the Death From Above match. Can he keep this momentum up to the big stage? We'll just have to keep an eye on him and find out!"
Jack spends some time heading to each turbuckle, shouting cries of victory out to the crowd, who give him some solid cheers in response. He rolls out of the ring, and begins to head back to the ramp, giving some fives to the crowd on his way. As he heads back up the ramp, he brings his face close to the camera, and speaks right into it. There's no way the crowd in the arena would be able to hear it over the music, but he speaks loud enough that the audience at home would hear him through the camera's mic.
"That's how it's done! I told you before.." He has to take a breath, but doesn't let down any of his high energy "...no dead horse is gonna be able to catch up with this Ferrari!" He brings his hand up, pointing to his face. "You people keep your eyes right here! This is the face of the future!"
He backs away from the camera, raising his arms in victory towards the crowd one last time, before he heads behind the curtain at last.
Oliveira: "What a way to kick off this episode of Live! And stay tuned, we have plenty more action coming right up after these messages!"
