Lights Out Debut! Jack Frost Vs Cary Cullen!

Knock out match!
Victory Condition: Knock your opponent unconscious however you can!
Stipulation: The winner of the match may do what they wish with the loser!

Cary hadn't even been around for very long and he had already been put in a match, clearly even the organisation understood how much better he was than all the other wrestles and wanted to get him in a match as soon as possible, it was perfectly understandable. Now as far as who he was going up against? Cary couldn't have cared less. No matter who his opponent was he would knock them unconscious before having a good bit of fun with them. To tell the truth the confident feline almost felt sorry for whoever was going to stand against him, it must be incredibly difficult to fight someone when you know that no matter how hard you try it's impossible to win.

The moment his theme began to blast through the speakers Cary knew he couldn't leave his adoring audience waiting. Quickly bouncing out from behind stage in his usual feminine pink attire Cary looked as happy as could be, now was finally his chance to start beating down some weakling and he wasn't going to waste any time! While heading down to the ring he made sure to show the every day people some attention with waves and kisses, it wasn't often commoners like them saw people of his amazing magnitude and he was going to give them the attention which they deserved.

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Once he reached ringside Cary used his momentum to flawlessly slide inside and roll to his feet, rapidly moving to his corner straight afterwards to wait for his unfortunate opposition.

Jack had watched his opponents entrance from backstage. So this new guy was one of those stuck up types huh? He wasn't a fan of those. Thought he was all high and mighty. Jack wasn't a pushover. Hell, he went up against a robot and nearly came out on top!

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When his music played, Jack flew out into the stadium, doing loops in the air and giving more high fives to other people as he passed. The crowd was screaming in delight as he flew to the ring, hovering above Cary with a smile.

"Hey there!" he said with a smile, lowing down to the mat before sticking his hand out for a handshake, "Name's Jack Frost."

Watching his opponents introduction Cary was less than impressed. His very first glorious match would be fought against this flying moron? He was quite disappointed. He would have at least liked to fight against someone who would have put up some kind of fight. This icy freak didn't look like he could wrestle his way out of a brown paper bag. Oh well, if the match had to be a domination then so be it.

"Eheh.. That's nice.." Cary mumbled as his expression twisted in disgust, refusing to shake Jack's hand as one of his ears involuntarily twitched in irritation. "My names Cary Cullen.. But you can call me.. Hmm.. Dominator? Winner? Master? Any will do." He went on, placing his hands on his hips confidentially.

Jack pulled his hand back when Cary snubbed him of a handshake, and a couple of people in the crowd booed the newcomer for that. Jack had a reputation as a fair wrestler who believed in good sportsmanship, so to see someone snub him was shocking.

Jack took this in stride, thinking to himself as he rattled off what Cary had said.

"Hmmmm. Dominator? Nah, I fought a robot here who brought down an apartment building to beat me. Winner? Perhaps, if you have the skill. Master? Well since you can't own a spirit I feel your claim is ridiculous."

With a laugh, Jack floated back into his corner. Yup, another stuck up kid. He was gonna show him how it was done. No powers of course. Jack was fair after all.

He waited for the bell to ring before going in for the lockup, putting them face to face. Jack slammed his forehead into Cary's exposed temple, before aiming a kick right into the cat's chest.

So a few people in the crowd were annoyed that Cary didn't shake the peasants hand, who cares. The confident feline knew from the start that the large majority of the audience wasn't going to like him for very long, but what did the praise of a bunch of common idiots mean anyway? Nothing. If some people liked him, good for them, if the others didn't, their loss.

"Clearly I'm going to have to beat some respect into you.. You irrelevant moron.." Cary grumbled to himself angrily as he watched Jack gently float back to his own corner, tightly crossing his arms to prevent himself from acting out in some form of temper tantrum. This guy thought he was so good. Pathetic. This guy was absolutely nothing and by the end of it he would feel like absolutely nothing. Cary would make sure of it.

After the bell rang Cary instantly charged forwards, reading Jack's movements he knew that the spirit wanted a lock-up, so a lock-up he would get. "Hrrr!!" The irritated feline growled as he pushed forwards with all his strength, far too preoccupied with winning the lock-up to spot Jack's upcoming attacks.

"Agh! Oof!" Cary yelped in surprise as pain briefly shot through the most sensitive part of his skull, tightly clenching his eyes shut and rubbing the side of his head when a mighty force smashed him in the chest, sending fresh spit flying from his mouth as he flew back down to the canvas.

"I know respect. I got a girl I care about. I certainly don't need you to teach me anything." Jack shot back.

Once his moves hit home, the spirit went toward the prone feline, pulling him to his feet. He ducked down, slamming his fists into Cary's exposed midsection. Once he was sufficiently winded, Jack spun around, bringing up his foot in a high kick aimed for Cary's head.

As they fought, Jack began thinking about what to do to his opponent if he won. There were a few things going through his mind, and he couldn't decide what to do.

"G-Girl huh!? Is she as much of an idiot as you!? Stupid question! Of course she is! Only an idiot would even think about being in a relationship with you!!" Cary spat back at Jack, his fur standing up on end as he continued to rapidly rub his head, trying to make the still present pain go away.

"Agh!! Get off of me you fu-UGH!!" Cary started off aggressively growling at Jack, attempting to scratch him with his deceptively sharp claws when he was abruptly struck in the mid-section, squeezing all the air from his lungs within an instant as he hunched over in stunning pain.

With Jack's high kick impacting with his head Cary didn't even know what hit him! Quickly spinning around due to the force of the impact the injured cat fell to his knees before collapsing onto his chest, having to take a few seconds to just lay there and breath.

Now Jack was irritated. Insults directed at him he could handle. But this prick wanted to insult Lapin? Oh he crossed the line.

Jack marched over, grunting as he lifted Cary up above his head, before throwing him into the mat forcefully. He wasn't done there, as he slammed fist after fist into his jaw.

"Don't. You. EVER. Insult. My. Girlfriend!" he growled, shoving his opponent across the ring. Oh how he wanted to blast this brat with ice and leave him there, but he had enough self control to hold back from the act.

Just by the way Cary could hear Jack stomping over to him, he knew that he had managed to hit a sore spot with his last insult. So the way to really piss this guy off was to insult his loved ones rather than him? This just became even more entertaining.

It seemed like that entertainment would have to wait though, as Cary suddenly felt himself being moved high off of the canvas! Wait why was he being lifted higher still!? Was Jack going to try and throw him straight out of the ring all the way from over here!?

"Nya!! Grr!!" Cary mewled in disapproval as he began violently thrashing in Jack's grip, his questions about what Jack was doing being answered very soon after as he was thrown straight down into the canvas with a tremendous crash! The impact being enough to actually shake the sturdy ring! But even then it seemed that the spirit wasn't done with the bratty cat as he leant down to continue the onslaught!

"Nya!! Nyah!!" Cary yelped like a cat which had it's tail trodden on each time Jack's fist came crashing into his face, his body twitching as each powerful punch caused another painful ripple to echo through his entire form.

After he had been shoved away Cary remained down for a considerable amount of time, only able to start slowly crawling towards the nearest set of ropes quite a while after Jack had forcefully shoved him away, his fur already unpleasantly drenched in sweat.

Jack was fuming at this point, with the anger at this brat causing him to practically explode. It appeared that after his last attack, Cary was down for a while, but then managed to crawl to the ropes.

Annoyed that the cat wasn't out cold, Jack made his way over, dropping an elbow onto his opponents exposed back.