Batman/She-Ra (But Everything Is Wrong)

The concept: "She-Ra characters as Batman characters, but as created by an RNG with just enough sentience to have malice."

The Bat-Family

 * Adora is Alfred. Yep.
 * Scorpia is Batman.
 * Just to repeat: Scorpia is Batman.
 * Mermista is Robin (she's not a fan of being Robin).
 * Entrapta is Commissioner Gordon
 * Horde Prime is Batgirl/The Oracle

The Rogues Gallery

 * Catra is Mr. Freeze
 * Rogelio is the Joker
 * * Frosta is Harley Quinn
 * Bow is the Riddler
 * Perfuma is Bane (soft panting--"Can I have a tea break? My throat is killing me...")
 * Hordak is the Ventriloquist; Kyle is Scarface
 * Glimmer is Catwoman ("Meow, I'm a kitty!" Catra, in the distance: "THE FUCK YOU IS")
 * Sea Hawk is Poison Ivy ("Ha ha! Everything I love is flammable!")

The Tragic Origin Story
"Well, y'see, I was thinking, boy, there's a whole lot of strangely-themed crime going on in this city! So I think to myself, 'Scorpia, you're rich, on account of being a princess and all, so maybe you should do something to help.'  Well, my therapist said that I should be solving my problems 'hands on'--" (several demonstrative claw-clacks) "--so I decided to just start punching crime 'til it decides to stop!

"I stayed up all night on Wikipedia, looking up the best theme for my crime-stop-sona. Because, you know, you gotta have a 'sona, like those Guardian Angel guys, or something!  It was almost midnight and I'd had like way too much green tea when I realize I forgot to close the window, and what should come flappin' in but the cutest lil' guy you ever did see!  All leather wings and whatnot, I could've just squeezed the life out of him, he was so cute.

"Anyway, I wanted to put people at ease when I'm out fighting crime, so I dress up as a cute lil' bat so people know I'm only going to eat the metaphorical mosquitoes of society and maybe leave the ingredients for explosives lying around, you know, as a calling card. Should nose fungus be my weakness?  I'm very concerned about how thorough my theming should be.  Hey, orphan I adopted so we can fight crime together!  What's your take?"

(loud groan) "You said you were an Uber. This is NOT my apartment."

"Well, thanks to Mr. Adoption Papers--" (demonstrative paper-wave) "--this is now your bitchin' Party Mansion."

(louder groan) "This mansion sucks! Why are the ceilings so high?  Why are there no right angles?!  Who puts a refrigerator in the middle of the goddamn floor?!!"

"Please don't swear in front of the kids! ... Anyway, so, long story short, I need you to dig a cave for me.  I'm going to put my stuff in there.  I pay well!  And if you play your cards right, I'll Uber you home, and you can definitely wake up in what will be your dingy apartment and not my bitchin' Party Mansion as my latest adopted ward.  Pretty please?"

(long pause) "I'm gettin' a case of beer out of this, right?"

"Sure thing, Miss...?"

"Adora. Of the House of Randor."

"Oh yes. At least one case."