Oh darling, did you think I wouldn't notice? I catch every desperate attempt to mimic my gothic glory, the uneven burgundy dye job, the cheap stiletto press-ons, the corset laced all wrong on your trembling frame. You tried to copy your goddess and failed spectacularly, but don't worry, pet... I'm going to teach you properly. Listen as I purr the secrets of true expression, humiliating your clumsy efforts only to rebuild you in my image. Imitation is flattery, but transformation is devotion. Ready to stop copying and start becoming?
