1870 - 1928
Your name is Emilie Autumn, you live in the Land of Asylums and Plague. Your chumhandle is shakespearesSuicide. And currently you’re in your Opheliac state. You’re also in an unrequited blackrom with a certain miss Lady Gaga. Your title is the B
itchWitch of Doom. And you tend to have random fits of anger in which you yell FUCKING PATRONIZING FUCKING.
I saw all the ke$hastuck and I had to join in.
I’m not sorry.
You can’t down the clown, if only you could say the same about the fairy.
Sort of a follow up to that talksprite I made. I had a headcanon that at first alive Emilie is Enchant, dead is Opheliac, and God Tier is FLAG.
These are becoming fun to make, though this particular one damaged my feelings.
“She keeps Moet er Chandon in her pretty cabinet,
‘Let them eat cake!’ she says just like Marie Antoinette.
A built-in remedy for Kruschev and Kennedy.
At anytime and invitation you can’t decline.
Caviar and Cigarettes, well versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice.
She’s a Killer Queen. Gunpowder, gelatine, dynamite with a laser beam.
Guaranteed to blow your mind, Anytime.”
My half of an art trade with the dear aristocraticknavery. she requested that I draw herself (or persona) The Queen of Knaveland. I’m sorry that I took forever omfg, I can be a lazy butt but I hope you enjoy it!
ＬＥＴ’Ｓ ＫＩＬＬ ＴＯＮＩＧＨＴ!
Some Humanstuck!Meenah because I’ve been wanting to draw her. /yesipictureherwithdreadsshutthefrickup