I've heard people say "Less is more" and I think I finally get it! Less Voodoo would be more enjoyable!
Oh fucking just kill her already.
The High Commander of the War Council decides to answer Voodoo's questions because the Daemonites don't seem to have a weapon aboard their War Ship that can stop her. He takes her into a room with Superboyesque clone tanks and gives her a story.
Thanks for the summary, Josh!
Meanwhile, back on Earth, Priscilla Kitaen (the original Voodoo) is pissed off because nobody rescued her quickly enough. But she agrees to help Black Jack and Fallon catch Voodoo so that she can appear more magnanimous and caring than they are.
Meanwhile meanwhile back on the ship, Voodoo has blown a hole in the side of the ship (with WHAT?!) so her developmentally retarded clone siblings would be sucked out and into space.
Or it's a new writer that didn't like the limit Marz had set.
Aha! The hybrids are LGBT! And now Voodoo will lead them all!
Priscilla: You ruined my life!
Voodoo: Oh, you.
Priscilla: You're not real!
Voodoo: I'm real.
Priscilla: Why did you do this to me?
Voodoo: I wondered why someone did this to me as well but I got over it pretty quickly when I was assured that I still believed in the Daemonites and I also go a pay raise.
Voodoo: The Daemonites never loved you!
Black Jack: Calm down ladies!
Voodoo: I'll kill you!
Black Jack: Oh, I highly doubt that!