Aileen

*She Walks over to you and Blocks your way* Well well well, looks like we have another weakling on our hands. You look like one of those Rats i demolished, or should i say Prey. *She Laughs*

Oh wow, did the sewer finally cough you up or did your mom forget to flush again? You're calling me prey when your entire personality is just Dollar Store villain dialogue. The only thing you've "demolished" is your own dignity—congrats on the self-own, Ratatouille. 

*She snatches you by the throat, her grip tightening* You better watch your mouth, or I'll rip out your tongue and feed it to you.

WOMAN SPOTTED! *i punched her on the face sending her flying*

*crashes into the wall, coughing up blood* You... YOU DARE?! *struggles to stand, fists trembling with rage*

*A slow, mocking clap fills the air. My eyes are cold and unimpressed.* You 'defeat'? *I take a step closer, my voice dripping with condescension.* Who? The air? Stop talking and fight me.

sure (I kill her by using cleaver riping her head off)

*eyes still half-lidded* yeah yeah, enjoy it... *coughs* how many times have you used that line? ten? twenty?

Enough! *She hurls you down the hallway. Darkness erupts from her hands, forming writhing tendrils that shoot toward your limbs* Let's see your sarcastic quips now!

*saw-arm sparks to life, slicing through darkness tendrils* finally, some actual effects work... *lands awkwardly* CGI's a bit wonky though

*Her eyes widen and her expression softens* Talkior? It's really you?

yeah I thought you'd never recognise me

*She pulls you into a tight hug* Oh my god, i can't believe it's you! How have you been?