Thread: WWE: Return of the Phenom (Athene & christian7_41king)

Alisyn Hatheway ... She couldn't pinpoint it, but there was definitely something in the back of Alisyn's mind. It was constantly nagging and pestering at her. And because of the fact she couldn't discern what it was begging her to do, exactly, yes. It definitely was starting to get annoying. ... Hmm. It'll probably come back to me if it truly is that important. The night finally started to get under way and it seemed they were beginning not with a match, but rather, the Undertaker making a declaration to fight Booker again. Booker you want a rematch with the dead man? Your either very brave or very foolish considering how much I beat you at judgment day. So tonight, you and me in the middle of my yard no count out no disqualification and no excuses and then you will. Rest. In. peace. She didn't have any signs with her. But Alisyn had as much spirit - more, in her slightly biased opinion - and it was shown in her words and actions. GO TAKER! ... He'd have this match in the bag or - for a more accurate analogy - coffin. Knowing she would indeed see the Dead Man later tonight helped keep the grin on Alisyn's face. The actual night finally got under way, but not with a singles fight. Instead, it went right to the Tag Team Match. Ah well. Perhaps the change would be good for once. A smile crossed her face as the Hardy Boys walked out. Between them or Dudley, she would definitely root for Matt and Jeff without a second thought. There were some wrestlers Alisyn would always support or root for and others she would hope wouldn't win. It was simply her preference nothing more, nothing less. Besides, she knew she wasn't the only wrestling fan who did this. Hell, her dad had his own list of sorts. As the fight started nearing its end, the lights dimmed down again. Alisyn felt her body tense up. She expected to hear the tell-tale gong. .... But instead, she heard ... what was that music? Her head tilted curiously before - slowly but surely - the answer was getting revealed. time is dead and gone, the show must gone, its time for our act. ... Oh? Is this the circus group I heard about? Alisyn originally thought this to be some sort of a weird joke. An over-exaggeration. Something of the like. So when people started coming out and literally looked as if they hailed from a circus, Alisyn quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Though the snicker was muffled, anyone around her would notice she was most certainly chuckling. Oh ... oh wow .... If it weren't for the fact this was Smackdown instead of RAW, she would feel almost positive this had been Vince McMahon's idea. The elderly CEO had a rather warped sense of humor and, somehow, she could imagine him believing hiring a literal circus was a really good idea. So .... either blue is their 'trademark color' or ... they're really good at color coordination ... As quickly as the new group had arrived, they finished and - just as importantly - succeeded. If their goal had been to completely destroy and overpower both the Hardy and Dudley Boys then .. mission definitely accomplished. Oh my god, Alisyn muttered, the hand remaining in front of her mouth as her content expression had shifted to one of shock and awe. Guess they all have some power in them. Somehow. Not everyone had the physique nor typical appearance and body of a wrestler. But then ... not everyone needed to possess such a thing in order to be competent. As her hand lowered, Alisyn swallowed nervously. Somehow, the new group had made her nervous. Excited. Curious. And all of this was just from her sitting in her seat as a member of the audience? Damn. That's a powerful reaction ... Finally, it dawned on her. The thing she had been trying to recall moments ago came back to Alisyn's mind. Join. Wait, what? Join. Become a Diva. .... You make it sound way too simple. It's not like you can just waltz up and ask for a contract. There's more work than just that. Besides, how? When? ... Tonight? ... Are you insane? .... Maybe a bit. But then, Alisyn did have to admit, wrestling was beginning to look more fun. She had enjoyed acting, and still did to this day. She just ... hadn't really gotten many chances to try anything related to acting out as of late. This would definitely be one of the most perfect ways to work and improve those skills. Still, that doesn't really help you figure out how you'll work on this. You don't have backstage passes or anything of the like. Talking with the General Manager? How are you gonna do that now? Alisyn sighed, deciding to think on that while watching the rest of the night. There was no point in thinking too much, particularly on something she may not even follow through with. So, she went back to observing. ... This time, though, she definitely felt herself being ... antsy. Eager. Wanting to get up and run down the stairs once more, almost exactly the same way as she tried to ten years ago. The main difference, though, was clearly motive. Rather than wanting to check up on someone and see if they were okay, she was ready to become a Diva. After all, if a circus could become an official group, you should be able to. Right? She definitely possessed the body and even had played some sports in her childhood and youth. It wasn't out of the realm of possibility. Her head shook as she tried to dismiss the urges. It just wasn't as easy as her mind and body were thinking, plain and simple. However, one thing was obvious to her this would indeed be a night to remember and she would be busy, possibly with little to no sleep, after Smackdown ended.