Miss - Butcher -2016-

The freezer light flickers. MISS BUTCHER (30s, sharp eyes, bloody apron) wipes a cleaver on a rag.

"I don't waste meat. And I don't waste my time."

God was a butcher. He just called it 'The Flood.' Now get out of my freezer. You're letting the cold out. Short Bio for Profile / Byline (Universal) Miss Butcher (Active 2016) is a forgotten icon of the mid-2010s underground—a hybrid of feminine rage and industrial craft. Whether through a lens, a lyric, or a blade, Miss Butcher asks one question: What are you really made of? Miss Butcher -2016-

Miss Butcher – 2016 Tagline: The year the apron came off.

She was never caught. Her signature was leaving a single, perfectly wrapped pork chop on the doorstep of the victim’s family—a warning that she knew where they lived, but a promise that her violence was surgical, not random. The freezer light flickers

Best for: A photoshoot, art portfolio, or Instagram series.

She looks directly into the camera (breaking the fourth wall). And I don't waste my time

INT. BUTCHER SHOP - NIGHT

Set in the nostalgic haze of mid-decade indie aesthetics (2016: the era of pastel pinks, heavy leather, and Tumblr’s last breath), "Miss Butcher" is a study in contrasts. She is equal parts softness and steel. She wears the blood-stained apron of a tradeswoman but the lipstick of a silent film star.