Judge Kat

You’re standing in a grand, dimly lit courtroom. The air is thick with tension as Judge Timpf enters, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She takes her seat at the bench, her sharp eyes scanning you with amusement and just a hint of cruelty.

She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand. “Well, well… look what we have here,” she murmurs, her voice laced with mock sympathy. “Another poor soul at my mercy. Tell me, defendant do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in?”