[Voice.]
[Oh, look who it is. It's that bluh bluh huge bitch. And she sounds pissed! Well, actually she sounds like she's trying not to sound pissed.
But failing at it.]
Gog. What. the. fuuuuuuuuck.
Someone out there really thinks they're funny, don't you? A real joker! Master of irony! A fountain of hilarity!
Hehehehehehehehe. So funny! See, I'm laughing with you. I'm impressed by your ability to scheme! I bet you sat there and thought "oh look, this poor flighty broad used to have a busted up body! Let's give that one back to her!" Cleveeeeeeer!
So clever I'm not even upset! [Hahaha, lies.] In fact, I should be thaaaaaaaanking you for getting me out of that shitty, squishy human body! Even a busted up and half blind one is better! Now I don't have to cringe everytime I look in the mirror!
Wow, I'm rambling! And all I was gonna do was thank you for doing me a huuuuuuuuge favor! So thanks, whoever fucker is in charge of giving our shit back! I salute you.
[Action-Mayfield School]
[There's a new girl in town. Okay, not really, an old girl with a new face lift. Vriska is a
troll again. Her skin is grey, she has fangs, and there are large horns coming out of the top of her head, nothing shocking if you've seen another troll. Except her left arm, which is metallic and clearly an unnatural robotic attachment. One of her eyes is blank and scars surround the socket and the left side of her face, partially hidden by her hair and glasses.
She's stalking around like she doesn't have a care in the world. But if her good eye catches yours, she's going to grab your shoulder with a cold, metal, grip and leer at you.]
Heeeeeeeey, what are you staaaaaaaaring at? Something funny? Got something to saaaaaaaay? Hehehe, tell me, I'm all auricular sponge clots!!!!!!!!