Personal Space, Understand It

"They call me Madame Taramuja, one of Nyxen's...older and might I say one of the most beautiful girls!" -Madame Taramuja

Madame Taramuja was an old creation of Nyxen, made by mixing together liquified heresy with a massive watermelon. She had a brief run as one of Nyxen's goils, but eventually he turned his attention to other matters. Left to her own devices, she set up a massive tree-house in a strange forest world. Over the past three years her ego had grown to large proportions, but not as much as her once-slender figure, days lazing around and absorbing both juice and water had made her huge. But now Nyxen has turned his attention back to her as of late, which has both pleased and infuriated her, but at least she finds comfort that someone is paying time to visit her (even if he's cuckoo as hell).

She is full of pride and egotism, she loves to brag about what she's accomplished (whether it's true or false) and loves to put the ones she deems inferior down. She's also a self-proclaimed naturalist, given that there was no reason to wear what she calls " those tight, chest breaking dresses that hide my true self". She is also an accomplished smoker, having smoked through so many cigarettes that would kill any human.


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Oh man, I'm really going back down memory lane now.

Madame Taramuja didn't really have a name. Back then she was meant to be one of my signature goils, but I threw it all away to follow my projects and dreams. Now that I'm still here and those dreams have finally been realised, I though why not resurrect my old goil? 

For the purpose of context, here is a link to a old picture of her (it's a really old picture): nyxenavenger.deviantart.com/ar…


Anyways, I hope you like!