The Fish Slapping Dance Results: November 1st

[/b] So, I‘ve been thinking for awhile. Ever since I‘ve returned, I have pretty much been on every main event that Loaded has to offer and now I‘m in the main event on the Fish Slapping Dance. Not only that, but after being screwed a couple of times due to WFWF‘s really, really lame booking; I am finally the number one contender to the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship! I must say…it is about freaking time! But that isn‘t exactly what I came out here to say tonight. Like I said, I have been main eventing for awhile now and I‘ve gotta say…where the hell are guys like Alex Sean, Wayne McGurk, EBR, DGX, and Trace Demon? They‘re never on the weekly shows! It took me awhile, but I‘ve figured out why. It is because they are, in fact, afraid of me.


The audiences boo‘s, but Tabitha claps and nods her head in agreement.


Braden Munroe: I know, I know. You‘re thinking it‘s silly of them to be afraid of lil‘ old me. But it‘s not. I mean, I‘m a beast! You‘ve heard about what I can do in the latest issue of MunrOwens Comics! I‘m pretty much the greatest person to ever step foot in the WFWF ring. I know. So now, as this amazingly glorious person…I am going to demand that next week, I get the night off because I have something very special for all of you. Next week…and you might want to sit down for this…I am going to unveil the new Braden Munroe and Tabitha Owens 2 Pack Action Figure set!


Silence. Tabitha‘s eyes widen as if she‘s completely surprised.


Braden Munroe: I know! It‘s going to be great, right? I‘m about to pee my pants just thinking about it! But you will all have to hold your excitement for next week on…whatever the show will be called on that day. So now, I guess that‘s it, right? We can just leave the ring now, yes?


Tabitha stops Braden from leaving the ring and whispers something into his ear.


Braden Munroe: Oh? I have to face The (Not So) High Horror? Tonight? Oh…right now? Hmm. Well, I kind of actually do have to pee now. But I guess I can hold it since it‘s not going to take too long to beat this guy. So, bring your chair and everything and get out here mister so we can get this over with…


Munroe puts the microphone down and awaits his opponent.


“Anasasis (Xenophontis)” by Parkway Drive resonates throughout the arena as Shawn Malakai makes his way out from behind the curtain, a chair in one hand and a microphone in the other. In the ring, Munroe and Owens are mocking Malakai, walking around like robots or monsters or something unflattering. Malakai remains unphased though as he climbs the steps and enters up and over the ropes. Seeing the demonic look in Malakai's eye, Braden gets serious and puts himself between Tabitha and the giant. Malakai puts the microphone to his lips and begins to speak, the venom in his words spewing like wildfire.


Shawn Malakai: You have a lot of nerve, Braden. Coming out here and mocking me, given your recent antics. What I don't understand is, what's your goal in all of this? I mean, don't get me wrong. I get taking out the competition. I get not letting anything stand in your way. But what I don't get is why are you going to the extent that you are going to? I'm no angel. I've hurt people, and on purpose. But never for a reason as trivial as yours.


Tabitha takes the mic off of Braden and speaks.


Tabitha Owens: You're just angry we cost you yet another title match. Hey, maybe you're just not that good.


Munroe, in a rather comical way slow burns to Tabitha, her being the one who said something stupid this time.


Matthew Werner: I think she might have just pissed Malakai off even more. As if he needed more ammo to pound on Braden tonight.


Matt Steel: She dun goofed!


To the surprise of Munroe, Malakai cocks his eyebrow and smiles that winning smile of his.


Shawn Malakai: You have balls, love. At least someone in this relationship of yours can say or so something to someones face. Let them see it coming.


Braden now has the microphone.


Braden Munroe: Who gave you the right to speak to her? And besides, she's only speaking the truth. We had our reasons for doing what we did. You can't tell me that if you were in my position right now, not that you ever will be...I'm just being hypothetical here, that you wouldn't do the same thing. Especially if your sandwiches were being eaten by a jobber.


Shawn Malakai: No, I wouldn't. See, we're both animals, but I'm a different kind. You're one of the brutalist kind, and the more I watch you the more I realize I'm correct. You're a savage. You know what you want, but you have no morals. You will stop at absolutely nothing to achieve your goal. And while that's all well and good, you're seriously lacking smarts and logic. I may not be in your shoes, I may not be getting a title match at the next Pay Per View, but come match time for you...I'll be kind of happy. You'll have gotten all that way, and you'll ultimately get outsmarted, since you can't gang up on him and beat him down. Your lack of strategy will be your downfall, and I'll enjoy every single moment of it. There's something wrong with the WFWF, and I've finally realized what it is. You're exactly what's wrong with the WFWF, and I'm making it my mission to rid the WFWF of you, for good.


Braden Munroe: I'll agree with you. There is something wrong with the WFWF, but it's not me. It's not even you. It's the lack of will. The WFWF has lost its steam, lost its drive. It's slowly dying, and no one really seems interested in keeping it alive anymore. Men like Alex Sean and Trace Demon, Cameron Stone and O'Deeves, are doing nothing but sucking the last bit of life left in this once great company. I don't want to see that happen. This place is my home. But I have to do what I have to do if it means putting fresh blood on the screen for the fans, myself, then well...that just works out even better for me.


Shawn Malakai: You're talking a big game there, Braden. Let's see if you can back up those words of yours with actions. I refuse to be another one of your victims. Not without a fight, anyways.


Malakai drops his microphone, as does Munroe. Owens exits the ring and the match begins.


Malakai took over early with a series of locks and punches. Braden nearly faded a few times, but managed to fight through it and gain the upper hand after a less-than-legal low blow on Malakai. The big man spent some time doubled over and Munroe used hit and run tactics on the big man to keep him down and still do damage. Malakai blocked a kick and took braden out at the knee and got him in a nasty headlock. Munroe was able to wriggle himself out and the two were at a stalemate once more. Malakai had Munroe down and covered, but the ref got distracted by the ever so lovely Tabitha. Malakai got up and went to Tabitha and tried to knock her off of the apron, but Munroe dropped Malakai with a hard neckbreaker and put his feet on the ropes for leverage for the win.

Braden stands in the ring, holding his arms up in victory as Tabitha slides in to join him. The glare down at their fallen adversary, who is struggling to make it up to his feet. Immediately, the pair rush to opposite sides of the ring so that Malakai is now in between them. They waste no time in letting the big guy get up. They each run towards him and proceed in hitting simultaneous Yakuza Kicks to both sides of his face. Malakai collapses back down to the mat upon impact. They‘re both equally satisfied with their actions. Braden instructs Tabitha to climb up to the ropes and she quickly complies. Braden stands over Malakai, slapping him in the top of the head a couple of times before slowly raising him upwards. Tabitha positions herself for an attack, but Malakai gains a second wind and shoves Braden to the ropes, which knocks Tabitha off. Malakai then quickly grabs a hold of Tabitha’s hair, blaming her for costing him the match.


Before he can cause any harm, Braden comes out of nowhere with the steel chair malakai brought down to the ring earlier, striking Malakai over the top of the head. His grip on Tabitha is immediately released, and in a rage, she quickly brings her foot up between his legs for a vicious low blow. From the chair shot and low blow, Malakai falls to his knees. Tabitha then starts to kick away with stiff shots to his face. Braden, once again tells Tabitha to go up to the top ropes. She hesitates this time, but Braden brings the chair down over Malakai‘s head to ensure that he wont be attacking them again. Malakai is dazed, still on his knees, and Tabitha quickly rushes up to the ropes. Braden holds the steel chair directly in front of Malakai‘s face as Tabitha leaps off the ropes with a Missile Dropkick, brutally knocking the chair right into Malakai‘s face.


Malakai falls flat to the mat once more, but Braden and Tabitha are not finished. The pair raise the big man up and shove him into the nearest turnbuckle because they can‘t hold him up alone. Tabitha hands the steel-plated glove to Braden and he quickly puts it on. He then slaps Malakai hard in the face a few times before hitting him with the Super Spinning Cyclone Strike. With the steel plating, it seems to knock Malakai unconscious. He hits him in the face again, this time making Malakai fall out of the corner. With the damage done, Tabitha takes an extra moment to grab this weeks version of MunrOwens Comic. She points at it as if to tell him they had already predicted the outcome of this weeks match through the comic. Then the pair stand over the fallen Malakai, holding onto their comic and raising it up high.


Matthew Werner: Dammit! Braden's gone too far this time!


Matt Steel: I know! Because of that attack, I never got the chance plug my DVD.


Steel frantically reaches under the table and begins to hold up a copy of his DVD when the WFWF logo flashes on the screen as we fade to black.[/center]

Welcome everyone to the Braden Monroe and Tabitha Owens show, starring Braden Monroe and Tabitha Owens! *The crowd cheers*

The show was pretty great, I really enjoyed the sandwich eating part, especially the "jobber germs" line. It's like professional wrestling cooties, you don't want them.

Sorry for not being able to get an RP up. My ideas for RPing were about as prevalent as my free time lately...which is almost nothing, by the way.

uhhhh

Ask E. It was his idea.

(Gotta love passing the buck. ;D )