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But this is no time to reap, oh no. Today we lay the seeds of love in that frozen wasteland that is Lucinda Newhorn’s heart, we make roses break through ice!
Hammer Girl: …Mmhhaaaagg, what a pain in the ass! Mind your own business for once!
You are about to lay down not the mother but the great-great-great-great-grandmother of bitch-slaps upon this heathen, but another Magical Girl pops like pop-corn from the Law of Cycles.
Succubus-looking Magical Girl that is actually Extremely Pure: Miss Big Madoka, why make them fall in love when they could just be friends, like- you know? It can work even if it’s not romance or yurimance, you know. All that hand-holding and kissing stuff is nice but what matters is being niggas in the same turf, you know.
Blasphemy. Only pure forbidden love can heal the absolute darkness in Lucinda’s heart, and you will have it no other way. You grab the girl with the hammer and cram her into a meteor until she fits in a crater, despite her yelling. With correct posture, focus, and commitment, you rest your ten thousand quadrillion galaxies long golf club over your shoulder. Licking your thumb and looking at it, a pointless gesture in the middle of space, you measure the wind one last time before sending Felicia Mitsuki on her way with a single swing that would make Tiger Woods both cry and shit himself at the same time.
Hammer Girl: aaaaaAAAAAAAAA<span class="mu-s">AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA</span>-
And off she goes, the little mercenary; godspeed! A single tear escapes your eye, enough to sink Japan a million times over- and yet another Magical Girl peeks from the Law of Cycles.
The Small and Cute Magical Girl with Pink Hair who is the only one who is ever Nice to you: Ummm…! Big Lady Madoka, hi! Can I say something? I mean, maybe you already know…
Sure.
The Small and Cute Magical Girl with Pink Hair who is the only one who is ever Nice to you: It’s… Felicia is japanese. From Japan. I'm from Japan too. And, we can’t speak spanish…
FUCK.
