Scissor Squad Shenanigans
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Story transcript
Harley: So, Ryuko-chan, tell Mama Harley why you're so angry all the time~
Ryuko: I'm not angry. I'm just... *tch*... why am I even here?
Harley: Let's see you yelled at your girlfriend, fat shamed a fan, and chased a vendor out with a baseball bat.
Ryuko: HEY! That vendor had it coming. He had the nerve to charge me five dollars for a hot dog, fuck that.
Harley: Now now, is that the way you're supposed to handle things sweety?
Ryuko: I'm getting PISSED OFF!!!
Harley: I love getting a rise out of you.
Harley: Anger is just energy without direction, honey. Let’s give yours a career path.
Ryuko: What kind of doctor are you? I bet you don't even have a license.
Harley: I'll have you now I graduated top of my class. Here's my diploma.
Ryuko: BULLSHIT!!!! YOU'RE A FUCKING LOON!!!
Harley: Temper, temper there girlie. I could give you direction, you know? I was just like you.
Ryuko: What do you mean?
Harley: Let me tell you...
Ryuko: (Where the hell did she drop me? This isn't a normal basement...)
Harley: Welcome to my humble abode, Ryuko-chan! Much cozier than that stuffy office, right?
Ryuko: Cut the crap! What kind of twisted game are you playing?
Harley: (He used to call them love marks. Every scar was a reminder of how much he "cared.")
Ryuko: Those... those aren't just stories, are they?
Harley: He made me think anger was weakness. But you... you wear yours like armor. I'm jealous.
Ryuko: (Her pain feels real... but something's not right about this place.)
Harley: You know what they say about misery loving company... Welcome to the team, partner.
Ryuko: What fucking team? I'll never join you sick clown outfit. You think you can play me?
Harley: Aww, kitty's got claws! Let's see how sharp they really are!
Ryuko: You're not the first psycho with a bat I've dealt with!
Harley: Home run, princess! Maybe you'll listen better with stars floating around your head!
Ryuko: (She's faster than she looks... but she's playing with her food.)
Ryuko: Senketsu! Let's show this clown what real power looks like!
Harley: My lucky bat... you little—
Ryuko: Thought you could manipulate me like some broken doll? Please. I've fought actual gods.
Ryuko: Go home to Gotham, clown. Your therapy sessions suck.