bionicfemme

Listening to "Clubbed to Death" from the Matrix soundtrack and having a Bionic Femme flashback...

"Why...are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"You're wearing makeup and dressing up now."
"I always did, doll. It's nothing new. You've seen me dress up when we went clubbing, right?"
"It's just...not you. I'm not used to seeing you without those big rave pants. Or even your lavender eyeshadow. It's black now. And your contacts...I can't even see the real color of your eyes anymore..."
"What's wrong with dressing up?"
"I feel like you're running from something."
"No. Reconstructing something."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm going to rebuild. I'll make my eyes a riddle. And I will train to make myself beautiful. It will be done. I will make myself so beautiful that I will destroy everything, everyone. And i'll never be at anyone's mercy again."
"Shhh. Shh. It'll be OK. Come here."

And so it came to be. Everyone's favorite fishnet wearing whip slinging lesbian cage dancer confined herself to a room for two days and emerged launching a restoration program, sneaking into an underground off-limits nightclub to do research, possibly to confront her nemesi...